One Week
Disclaimer: Prince of Tennis belongs to Konomi Takeshi-sensei and does not belong to me.
Summary: So far, Fuji has done what Inui wanted. Go to Hyoutei and get data on Oshitari. But as Fuji waits, there is no Oshitari. So what's a tensai suppose to do?
Inedible Tuesday
I can wait...but what am I waiting for?
Fuji sighed. There was no point in waiting. He wasn't going to show up.
"Fuji."
There a familiar voice was heard and Fuji turned around.
"Oshitari." The two faced at each other. Fuji had never seen Oshitari like this. In his school uniform. The top button un-buttoned, tie that hung loosley around his long neck, and the un-tucked shirt would make girls swoon over him.
What am I feeling?
Fuji blushed.
"What?" Oshitari asked impatiently.
Fuji could help but keep glancing. Tezuka and Oshitari had so much in common. Glasses, good-looks...what else?
"If you're not going to say anything, then get out of my way and quit wasting my time." Yuushi snapped. Fuji lowered his head and stepped to the side.
/--\
Fuji lied on his bed and looked up at the ceiling. He was thinking about the only person he ever thought of.
"Tezuka..." he murmered. He sighed and hid his face in his pillow.
"Shuusuke!" Yumiko called. Fuji sat up.
"Yes, nee-san?" He opened the door.
"A phone call." He took the phone.
"Hello?"
"Fuji." the other voice said.
"Inui." Inui chuckled. "My data?" Fuji hesitated.
"I...I couldn't get anything on him. I'm sorry." Inui raised an eyebrow.
"Fuji."
"Yes?"
"I think I might know where Oshitari is tonight." Fuji's eyes widened.
"Where!?" Inui laughed. "I knew you'd want to know."
"Where is he!?"
"Hyoutei. School roof. Looks like he's pretty lonely..." Fuji winced at the thoughr. Oshitari, lonely? What's he doing at the school this late at night?
"Fuji."
"Yes, Inui?"
"You'd better get my data." He said in a threatening tone.
/--\
It was quite chilly when Fuji stepped out. It was late fall anyways. Fuji had forgotten his scarf at home, but he didn't care. He needed that data, otherwise he couldn't get Tezuka.
Fuji was surprised that the gates were unlocked. He crept in between the gates as silently and as swiftly as he could, but as he passed through, there was a silent creak. He looked around. The place was empty. So how could Oshitari have gotten access into the school this late at night?
As he continued looking around he saw a flight of stairs heading towards the roof.
"Could that be...?" He followed the set of stairs to the rooftop where the other tensai was waiting.
Fuji looked at the other third-yearer. He looked so tall and handsome from a distance that for once Fuji had forgotten all about Tezuka. Just only for that one moment.
"Fuji."
He snapped out of his little reality.
"Oshitari."
"What are you doing here?" Fuji hesitated.
"I was just passing when I saw the open gates. So...how did you get in here?" Yuushi smirked.
"It's really none of your business," he chuckled dryly. Fuji frowned. Oshitari stepped closer. In fact, so close that he was standing right next to Fuji.
"If you want to know so badly, I'll tell you," he said whispering into Fuji's ear. He felt the blood rush up to his cheeks and his ear grow hot.
"Oshitari!" Fuji pushed him away while trying not to blush. Yuushi quickly grabbed a hold of Fuji's wrist and cuped his chin with the other hand. Fujis topped struggling. Their eyes met. Fuji had never seen Yuushi this close before. His violet colored eyes were deep and he seemed more intriguing up close than at a distance. Obviously, he couldn't look away.
"Heard that you needed data for Inui." Fuji didn't look at him. Instead he looked down.
"So?" Yuushi smirked. Fuji stood there.
I'm letting him take advantage of me...
"If you're not going to say anything then..."
Fuji's heart was thundering. He stood there frozen in place as Oshitari leaned in and touched Fuji's lips. He was awed. He'd never felt like this before. What is this feeling?
"Oshitari!" Fuji said inbetween the kisses. tried pushing away, but Yuushi continued to press his lips against Fuji's.
Why am I doing this...?
He slowly melted from the touch of the other tensai.
/--\
"Fuji." Inui greeted Fuji outside of the gates the next day.
"Inui." Fuji replied.
"My data." Fuji reached into his bag and pulled out a piece of paper.
"You wrote the data down for me?" he asked. Fuji nodded. Inui quickly scanned the paper.
"Well done Fuji. I think you'll be able to handle the other tasks I have fo you." Fuji's eyes widened.
"Tasks?" Inui pushed up his glasses.
"Yes. I still need more data on Atobe...I hope you can do that for me."
"I guess..."
"Thank you Fuji." Inui walked away.
His lips were soft. Maybe...he's even better than Tezuka...
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