Thank you for the comments! _

and i've just renamed the title ._. but the story's still the same so don't worry!

here the next chapter right below!

A/N : POT is not mine, I just stole them here

Chapter 1

5 days left before the festival day.

The beginning

Or maybe the very wrong decision Tezuka thought wryly when the scene in front of him appeared before his very own eyes.

Disaster was an underestimated word if he even cared to put it in. He looked at the tennis court filled with many colorful papers, a huge white board, paint brushes and paint buckets lying around that he couldn't see its ground any more.

He felt a light touch on his shoulder, Inui greeted him with a handful of paper stacks, behind him were the other regulars. Kikumaru hopped up and down with excitement shown openly on his face. Momoshiro and Kaidoh were bickering non-stop with Oishi trying to stop both of them. Kawamura stood beside Echizen who calmly sipped his favorite ponta.

Tezuka narrowed his eyes Where's Fuji?

"You came early, Tezuka." Oishi smiled at him.

Tezuka nodded in acknowledgement. "Where's Fuji?" he asked curiously.

Kikumaru showed up behind Oishi, he said happily, "Fujiko went to drama club! He said he would come here as fast as possible, nya!"

Inui explained more when he saw a confused look on the stoic captain's face. "I asked him if he could ask the drama club lend us some costumes, you know how good he can convince people right?"

Tezuka only gave the data player a curt nod. He know too well how the tensai could persuade someone to do anything as he wanted so easily, with his bright smile, his price-like personality (except for the sadist side) and his soft melodic voice, no one could say 'no' to that, included Tezuka himself.

Momoshiro eyed the pile of paper in Inui's arm warily. "Are that the script, Inui-senpai?"

Inui's glasses flashed reflecting the somehow shivered Momoshiro on his translucent glasses, he answered "Ahh, I and Fuji just finished it last night. It's our masterpiece." He smirked.

The regulars felt so cold at the picture of Inui and Fuji worked on the script together. They somewhat didn't want to know the content of the script anymore, they want to resign themselves out of the play even if it was too late to do that now.

They heard someone's footstep came to their direction, all heads turned to find Fuji slowly jogging toward them. When Fuji reached where they were standing, without asking he smiled and raised his thumb up.

"Drama club said they will lend us the costumes." He turned his head to Tezuka, smiled apologetically "Sorry I'm late."

"It's all right."

Inui held what in his arm tightly before walked into the clubroom with everyone followed quietly after him. When the last person passed and shut the door, all eyes simultaneously looked at Inui.

He looked at Fuji who smiled back in return before gave each of them a folder. Waiting patiently for their reactions.

Silence came, the one who seemed to successfully gather his thoughts first was the snake shot player.

Kaidoh's eyes gawked. "Wha…what is this, Inui-senpai!"

If Kaidoh's voice was high, Momoshiro's was way level higher than the bandana boy 2 times. "What's the story is this!?" He shrieked not so manly.

Tezuka stared blankly at the title of the story. "Fuji" he called through gritted teeth "Mind to explain this."

Fuji who enjoyed the view very much feigned surprise, he answered with question, "Eh, didn't you guys see the title?"

Counting to 10, Tezuka's grip around the script tightened "I do." He answered nonetheless.

Fuji smiled vividly, "So, what's the matter?"

"The matter is here Fuji-senpai!" Momoshiro wailed with his loud voice. Fuji felt pity he didn't have the camera with him today. "THIS!" the spiky haired boy pointed at the title.

Inui tilted his head, he rubbed his chin bemusedly. "What's wrong with Sleeping Beauty?"

"It's sure wrong Inui-senpai!" Momoshiro huffed "Why do we do the Sleeping Beauty! We can do something else but why THIS!"

Fuji answered with his usual smile instead, "Why can't we? I think it would be interesting doing something different once in a while."

Momoshiro still not giving in, he whined desperately "But…why am I put in the Prince role? And Mamushi as a Princess!?"

"Like I love to be a Princess!" Kaidoh hissed.

"And what part of your brain think I want to be a Prince!?" Momoshirp yelled back.

"Maybe that stupid part of yours!"

"Are you wanna fight!?"

"Stop both of you." Oishi pushed his kouhai apart. Really, he felt like a babysitter. The difference was he didn't take care of the toddlers but the 14 years old boys.

When they calmed their minds down, the data player spoke up.

Inui pushed up his glasses, "Why? I think the roles suit you perfectly."

"What make you think like that!?" Two juniors protested in unison before turned their gazes glaring at each other fiercely.

"I WON'T PLAY THE PRINCE/PRINCESS IF YOU ARE A PRINCE/PRINCESS!" Both said simultaneously.

Oishi looked at both of them in surprise. "Wow, you both know each other too well, eh?"

Their shoulders slummed "Don't say something like that, Oishi-senpai."

Echizen smirked. He didn't have any problem with the play as long as he himself didn't have to dress like a girl, just thought about last time he visited Rikkai with his black haired senpai and was forced to wear a pinkish fluffy dress and almost kissed by that fukubuchou of Rikkai made he felt sick already.

Inui noted something down his green notebook. "With Momoshiro's personalities as a true man who do anything with pride and not let himself back down so easily and Kaidoh who has a soft spot on animals and like Momo, you always give your all. I think you both fit the roles undeniably."

"If you talk about that kind of stuff, didn't Tezuka buchou and Fuji-senpai suit the characters better?" Kaidoh hissed and he truly meant it. After watching his respectful senpais for more than two years, Kaidoh always respected the captain who always did everything for the team's sake even let himself got his arm severely injured, he continued on and led the team to seize the victory. As for Fuji-senpai, he knew all along that behind his smile mask and sadistic act, he, also, sincerely cared much about his teammates. He put and did everything for their team as well. But right now even he felt so great that they both, no, his every senpai were with him, He didn't want to be dressed and what's more, as a princess! He still had one year before graduate unlike his senpais, he won't let himself be laughed at so easily.

Fuji just smiled softly. "I think so too but you know, Tezuka and I also have the more suitable roles as well."

Kikumaru glomped the only freshman in the room pretending not to hear a loud protest from his O chibi, he waved the script happily. "Yeah, the King and the evil roles suit them better!" he said jokingly earned a glare from Tezuka and a chuckle from Fuji.

Finding no way to retort anymore, they just hung their heads in the air. The dark clouds formed above their heads and poured the invisible rain on them as if to mock them and made them felt like a dead fish more than they already did.

Kawamura and Oishi rubbed their shoulders soothingly.

"So…now that everyone has no objections against this anymore, we will start.." Inui was cut off by a loud bam of the clubroom's door flew open and hit the wall, almost knocked Kawamura to the ground if he didn't have a good sense to dot in time.

The girl who caused that sound panting softly. Her waist-length dark brown hair swayed a little. Her light brown eyes scanned the room thoroughly when she found her target, she moved her slender figure toward him. Her clear and delicate face looked stunningly beautiful. When her glossing lips parted, her bell-like voice rang through the room.

"Syusuke" She spoke up to the smiling boy in front of her. She reached out her hand and tugged lightly at the tensai's sleeve. "You don't forget our promise, do you?"

Fuji shrugged the others' confused and jealous gazes that sent to him off, he smiled softly at her.

"Haruka." Fuji nodded at her.

Up on hearing her name, Otsuki Haruka smiled happily at Fuji. "Well, because you are late, I come to pick you up." She then glanced at the others in the room looking apologetic, "Sorry, did I interrupt you?"

Tezuka was about to say something when the loud Momoshiro beated him at that

"No, no. Not at all!" the purple eyed boy said nervously, his face heated up and looked as red as tomato.

"Actually, yes" Inui who didn't get any influence from the aura emerging from a beauty girl stepped forward. His glasses flashed. "We were about to start rehearsing the play."

Haruka looked surprised. She turned her head back at the tensai, "I thought you are free today."

"I thought so too." He rubbed his head, "But it seems the schedule is changed. Maybe next time?" he pleaded hopefully.

Haruka chuckled at Fuji's action that reminded her of some cute children wanting his mom to buy a dog for him. She patted the tensai's shoulder. Still chuckling, she said adorningly, "Like I can say no to you." She paused, her lips formed a little pout looking like a cute petite doll sitting peacefully on the bed. "Well, tomorrow?" she asked, winking.

Fuji smiled at her "Sure." Then he turned to Tezuka who kept his mouth shut all the time with his arms folded against his chest. The light shade brunet looked warily, he said "Tezuka, I will escort her to the school gate and I'll be coming back."

Tezuka felt his heart twitched but if he felt like a knife just cut through his chest leaving the ache inside him, he didn't say or show it. "Ahh." He answered softly, looked away from tensai.

Fuji frowned, wondered what he made Tezuka diverted his gaze from him, it wasn't like Tezuka'd never done this before but somehow, this time was different. Fuji stared at him for a while before brushed it off and went out the clubroom with Haruka He would ask him letter.

When the door was shut, the loud noise from who-knows-who yelled.

"Who's that girl!?" Momoshiro asked excitedly. He pointed his finger at the door and wagged it up and down like he just saw the real Aliens. "She's so cute!"

"Do you know her, Eiji?" Oishi asked his partner with curiosity shown in his eyes, his cheeks tinted a soft pink color.

Kikumaru scratched his cheek lightly. "Well, her name is Otsuki Haruka, she is in same class as me and Fuji. She's also in drama club and they are very close friends aside from me of course!" he beamed.

Tezuka frowned. How come he didn't know her at all?

"And that's when I thought why the drama club let us borrow their costumes that easily. Ii data" Inui jotted down his notebook.

"She's cute, ne." Kawamura said sheepishly.

Kaidoh blushed.

"Ne, Eiji-senpai" Echizen called the redhead. "Are they together?"

Tezuka unconsciously dropped the script he had held. He cursed himself under his breath for letting his guard down and kneeled down to picked the paper that seemed to be heavier than before. He averted his gazes to one side of the room from the stares his friends sent him.

Kikumaru diverted his gaze from Tezuka. Putting his hand under his chin, he spoke thoughtfully, "Hmm, I think they're not. They act and talk normally at each other and I think they both already have someone on their minds."

Tezuka breathed out in relief. He didn't even know that he had held his breath before. But instantly he frowned again. Fuji has someone he likes? Not that he minds but…something just doesn't feel right for him and he doesn't even know why he feels like that in the first place.

Kaidoh looked puzzled, "Fuji-senpai has someone he likes?"

Kikumaru nodded his head hard. "Uh! I can feel it!" he said proudly.

Inui pushed his glassed up his nose. He flipped through pages of his dark green notebook and stopped at one page.

"Hmn, it seems that after the Nationals ended, Fuji seemed to be distracted and didn't focus on anything at all. His smiles look surreal and he always looked at the sky and muttered something that I can't understand as well."

"Ah, talk about that, Fuji was really acting different these days." Oishi said worriedly, "Yesterday I tried to call him but he seemed so deep in thought that he didn't know that I was calling him."

"Did something happen to Fuji?" Kawamura murmured with concern.

"Or someone." Momoshiro added, "You said Fuji-senpai might have someone he likes right, Eiji-senpai, So it might be that he had some problems with that person; like he didn't know how to act or talk to get them closer."

Kikumaru blinked at his junior, "Wow, Momo you are so deep, nya!"

"Do you know anything about that, buchou?" Echizen craned his head up to meet Tezuka.

Tezuka flinched but not much. He narrowed his eyes at the next pillar of Seigaku. "Why did you ask me?"

Echizen shrugged diverting his gaze out of the window. "Well, because you are always with Fuji-senpai so I thought maybe you would know something about that."

"Yeah, do you know anything Tezuka?" Kikumaru asked. He wanted to know whom that the tensai Fuji was falling for and it wasn't his false at all that he wanted to know so badly. Fuji was barely talking about his business as well as avoiding it. Unlike Kikumaru whose mouth always kept talking non-stop about everything that passed him that day; his family, his sister stole his favorite toothpaste again and how he woke up in the morning and found his sister gave it back to him. Fuji just smiled and gave him a nod. He also talked about Oishi as well.

"…I don't know anything." Tezuka mumbled.

"Just a little?" Oishi pried.

Tezuka shook his head. He didn't have any idea about it at all. True, he and Fuji seemed to be together all the time after their win at Nationals. They often walked home together every day but it was only because he was always engrossed in the student council paper until the sky turned orange and he would find the tensai stood absentmindedly at the gate with he also cooped himself in the photography club that he didn't know how late it had been.

He admitted that he enjoyed the small talk and silence that enveloping them along each of their footstep, sometimes he and Fuji would visit the book store or the ice-cream parlor during their way just sitting in the park enjoyed each other company making him feel calm and can let his wall melt like an ice scream in his hand. If he was with Fuji, he thought he could feel, at least, saved.

The sound of the door creaked open attracted everyone's gazes and brought Tezuka back from his reverie. Fuji's head appeared behind the door with his apologetic smile painted on his face.

"Sorry, it took so long."

"Why it took so long, nya?" Kikumaru glomped his best friend. "Didn't you just walk her to the gate?"

"At first, yes. But it looks like she lost her purse so we ended up searching for that." He explained with his usual smile, "Fortunately, we found it in her desk before the janitor locked the door. It's surprised that he didn't come and lock the door yet."

"Talk about time, what time is it now?" Oishi asked. They seemed to be in this clubroom for almost 3 hours already.

Inui looked down at his wrist watch. "It's 7:45."

Momoshiro quirked his brow up. "Eh, that late?"

Kawamura looked uncomfortable. "I have to go now, my dad wants me to buy some groceries. Sorry, minna."

"I have to go too before the old man scolds me." Echizen grumbled.

Thought it was his false, Fuji bowed his head down a little bit, his blue eyes filled with guilt.

"I'm so sorry. I have kept you waiting only for me."

Kikumaru waved his hand hastily. Oishi smiled at him assuredly. "It's OK Fuji, don't blame yourself."

"I was almost to tell that today's rehearsal would be cancelled as well." Inui shut his notebook smiling at Fuji. "So don't worry about it."

"Fshussssss."

"You heard them." The emotionless tone got Fuji's attention. He tilted his head and met Tezuka giving a millimeter smile at him. "Don't think of it too much."

Smiling widely and genuinely at his captain, he straightened himself up and said, "Thank you, I will make it up tomorrow."

"Eh? But you don't have to go with Otsuki-san?" Kikumaru asked innocently. Tezuka felt his heart ached a little at the mention of that girl's name.

Fuji shook his head. "I will meet her at noon instead so it's OK."

"Are you going to have lunch together?" Momoshiro asked excitedly.

The blue eyed boy gave a nod. "Ah. It seems so."

"You are so lucky, Fuji-senpai." The dunk smash player feigned jealousy. Before turning his head to the petite boy beside him. "Oi, Echizen I will bike you home. Let's go."

"Usu." Echizen pulled his cap before existed the door with Momoshiro.

One by one left the clubroom, Fuji leaned against the wall waiting for Tezuka to lock the door. When Tezuka came up to him, Fuji just smiled. "Shall we?"

They walked in silence and didn't mind it at all instead they felt comfortable in the cold air of the night. Step by step, Tezuka stole a glance at the sight of tensai beside him. His honey brown hair swayed as his lithe body moved, his pink lips curved up and his eyes still shut formed and downward arc. The ray of the moon brighten Fuji's face like angel descended down the Earth. He looked beautiful. Tezuka mused. Absentmindedly reaching out a hand and resting on Fuji's hair.

Fuji halted in his track. Craned his head toward Tezuka whose hand still resting firmly on top of his head, he called, "Tezuka?"

Back to the reality, Tezuka hurriedly took his hand off Fuji's brown tresses like he was just touching the burnt object. He cursed himself under his breath trying to look as passive as possible, he muttered a "Sorry."

Fuji gave him a flown. Reaching out his hand to caress the other boy's face, he asked warily, "Tezuka, are you sick? Your face is red…"

Tezuka froze. "I'm Ok." Please take out your hand, quick.

The brunet still didn't believe his captain, his flown deepened but took his hand out anyway, to Tezuka's relief.

"You're sure you didn't catch a cold?" Fuji asked worriedly. Tezuka gave him a curt nod and walked ahead. Fuji quickened his paces so he could walk side by side with Tezuka again.

The rest of their walk gave in the silence. Fuji was looking so deep in thought and Tezuka had no intention to break the muteness either. There half way left when Tezuka, to Fuji's surprise, spoke up first.

He looked uncertain, his eyes glued at the path before them. "Do you have someone you like?"

Tezuka wanted to slap himself hard when his words registered in his brain. Why did I ask something like that? Now it seems like I am a girl who is about to confess her love to her love interest. If he wanted to bite his tongue so bad, he just kept his mouth shut and pretended that he didn't feel anything like the unsteady feelings twirling inside his stomach.

Fuji blinked once, twice. Then he bursted out laughing much to earn the skeptical look on Tezuka's face.

"What's so funny." The dark brown haired boy muttered. Embarrassing, he could feel the heat creeping on his cheeks, wishing that the dark of the night could blind it from the still laughing tensai more or less.

Fuji tried hard to stifle his laugh. "Sorry..I" He mumbled between the laugh that he couldn't keep it in anymore. "I just didn't think that someone like you would talk about those kinds of things."

Tezuka snapped What's the matter of talking about these things? He was still a human, wasn't he?

Seeing his friend looked so frustrated. He chuckled and put his finger between the other boy's brows. Slowly moved up and down, he said, "Where does this thought come from?"

Tesuka shut his eyes, succumbed by the comfortable touch from Fuji. "I just heard it from Kikumaru." He murmured softly

"From Eiji?"

"Ahh."

"I wonder how he knew it…"

"Hmn."

"You like it, don't you?" Fuji teased. His finger moved in circle before silently took it off and put his hand back in his pocket.

Tezuka wanted to protest, he liked Fuji's touch and liked how he could make him feel better every time they were together. His train of thought was cut with the smaller boy's voice though.

"Back to business." Fuji sounded serious, Tezuka could feel it. "Yes, I have. What do you think?"

Hurt "…With Otsuki-san?" he asked, unsured.

Fuji kept silence, the taller boy could hear his heart bouncing against his ribcage so hard that he scared it could have pierced through his chest.

After Tezuka felt like years had passes, Fuji Spoke up.

"…No." He answered honestly, looked at the bespectacled friend. Smiling "Is that all you want?"

Tezuka found himself nodded and they started walking again.

When they reached the intersection, Fuji turned on his heel, facing Tezuka, he gave him a small smile. "You know Tezuka, if you want to know something just ask me for it, OK? There's sometimes even I can't read your unspoken words." He patted the other boy's chest. "So, just ask and I will answer you."

Tezuka looked at Fuji's retrieved back. He didn't understand his own feelings yet; like why he felt so depressed when Fuji said he had someone he liked and his moods immediately lifted up when he knew that Otsuki wasn't the one who possessed the tensai's heart. But then, who was it?

Tezuka shrugged, he would find it out letter. Maybe just maybe when he found out the answer of that difficult question, he could, perhaps, find the correct answer to his heart as well.

And that's chapter 1 for you.

What do you think? Good? Bad?

Please feel free to comment and i've almost done with the next chapter so it won't take long!

thank you and see ya in next chapter! ^O^V

TBC.