Only Love
A/N: Hi! Here's the second chap! Again, thanks for the reviews! I hope everyone can review but I realized that it would be kind of scary if you received reviews much as the number of its hits… XD
Anyways, enjoy!
Chapter 2
"Ohayo, Tezuka!"
"Hn," Tezuka nodded. For a second, he thought that there was something wrong with one of Fuji's remark. He realized that he was not fully used with Fuji calling him by his family name.
When Fuji was about to return to his desk, Tezuka noticed that the lithe boy limped twice. "Fuji," he called, making the other turn. "Is something wrong?"
Fuji gave him an innocent look first. "Hmm? Oh… well, if there is, it's not the thing you would want to know." He gave a smirk.
"But I want to know why you're limping,"
"Eh?" Tezuka noticed? He's probably concerned after all. The tensai giggled mentally.
And Tezuka also detected the flush that appeared on Fuji's cheeks. He thought of possible connections of blushing with limping, as well as with Fuji's smile. When he thought of Saeki, his throat constricted.
Tezuka frowned after coming to a conclusion.
They can't be doing 'that' so soon… right?
Tezuka cleared his throat, "I… just noticed. If you don't want to talk about it, then don't." He don't want to hear it too. His mind was already whirling and throbbing at the picture of them doing it. What more if Fuji admitted it…
Fuji only cocked his head to the side and let out a soft chuckle, "Oh, of course you should notice, Tezuka. It's your fault after all, remember?" he flashed a smile so bright and taunting. "You're the one who made me do it,"
"What?" Tezuka tried to keep his voice as still as he can. Was Fuji having sex with Saeki still his fault? Or even Fuji going out with Saeki was part of his help? "If my fault is any part of it, I shouldn't expect you loathing me in the future then, since you seem so willing and happy about it." Tezuka glared at Fuji.
"I did it because you told me to," Fuji said calmly. "Why are you mad? Wait, are you mad?"
"Yes!" He snapped. It's a good thing letting emotions out sometimes.
"Eh?" the smile was replaced with a frown. How can I be happy of running a hundred laps? And even willing…?
And Tezuka wasn't done, "Not to mention, it was never out of my suggestion that you have a boyfriend now."
"Well, you still made me run those freaking laps!" Fuji retorted. "I nearly can't walk home the other day. See? Until now, I can't walk properly,"
"What?"
"You really are cruel, Tezuka," Fuji teased.
Tezuka felt his blood drained. Oh, so Fuji was talking about the laps… Tezuka looked away, realizing how embarrassing that thought could get. Yet a high feeling of relief was washing him. He settled immediately for a safer remark, "…Inui wasn't limping," with Tezuka's face, no one could really tell what was going on inside his head just a while ago.
"Of course he wasn't; you doubled the number of laps for me, fuku-buchou," Fuji said. "It's so unfair," Fuji let out a weak sigh.
Tezuka eyed him, telling the part of Fuji's fault in it, then maintaining his tone really cool at its usual depth. "That will teach you not to fool around during tennis practice."
"Sorry, then. I promise not meet with him during tennis practice again." Fuji walked straight to his desk.
"Or you can break up with him…" Tezuka added in a whisper.
Fuji turned. "What? Did you say something?"
"Nothing,"
x
Tezuka was standing in front of the gates of Seishun High, waiting for Fuji. It was their routine to go home together every day. From afar, he could now see Fuji and… Saeki?
Of course, Fuji will be going home with that Saeki from now on.
"Sorry for the wait, Tezuka." Fuji gave an apologetic smile. "I still waited for Koujirou so I'm a bit late, I'm really sorry."
"I'm sorry for the little trouble too, Tezuka-kun."
Tezuka found out that Saeki's voice was irritating. "It's nothing," yet all the while he was thinking that it was Saeki who was the real trouble.
"Saa, shall we get going?"
Saeki responded cheerily. "Ah, let's go home together, koi! Oh, with… Tezuka-kun of course,"
Tezuka was scrutinizing if Saeki had just given him a noxious glare…
From behind, Tezuka could hear Fuji and Saeki merrily talking and teasing each other on the way home. Maybe it was a wrong decision to walk home with them. He could be just ruining their 'private moment'. But it was Fuji who told him they're going with him after all, so they should not complain.
Besides, he could also keep an eye on Fuji. Fuji says Saeki was kind, Inui whom he asked also said the guy was kind. Tezuka wants to believe Saeki was kind too. But when the man was with Fuji, he couldn't help but think that Saeki is one horrible person.
When the couple was now walking on Tezuka's front, he saw Saeki making an eager move to hold Fuji's hand, but the other seemed shy and unwilling about it…
"Come on, Syusuke, it's alright. Let me hold it," Saeki asked sweetly with gentle pursuing eyes. This made Tezuka roll his eyes, in a manner that only Tezuka can do. Fuji won't ever touch your filthy fingers.
"Not at this place, Koujirou," Fuji refused.
Not listening, Saeki grab Fuji's hand, only to be pulled off by no other than the quietly enraged Tezuka. "Fuji said he doesn't want you to hold his hand." No one would ever force his friend to do something he doesn't like.
"Tezuka?" Fuji looked intently at him all of a sudden.
Tezuka returned Saeki's wrist back. If he didn't let go sooner, he might be too tempted to crush the delicate wrist.
"Ah, gomen…" Tezuka was sure that Saeki was throwing him another noxious glare. "I almost forgot Syusuke's best friend is here," Saeki stressed; his tone almost saying Tezuka shouldn't be there, hence, a nuisance.
One of these days, Tezuka swore that Saeki would be at the deepest of the Tokyo bay…
x
When Tezuka called Fuji that night, he found out that the phone was busy. And after calling later, it was still busy. Fuji must be talking to that white haired jerk. Tezuka's brows were meeting again at the thought.
After calling for the nth time, someone finally answered.
"Fuji residence," Yumiko was on the line. And Tezuka wasn't disappointed at all.
"Hai. Can I speak to Fuji Syusuke please?"
"Ah, Tezuka-kun. I'm sorry but Syusuke is already asleep. You can call tomorrow since there are no classes, right?"
"Hai. I'll just call tomorrow."
The next day.
"Gomen, Tezuka-kun. Fuji is out today. Some kind of a white haired boy came and pick him,"
His vision was darkening. He couldn't see anything that it made him urge to rub his eyes. "Is that so, Yumiko-san? Because I'm about to pick him there after fifteen minutes, we're supposed to have a tennis match today."
"Sorry but I don't have any idea where they're going. Why don't you call him, Tezuka-kun?"
"Hai. Thank you Yumiko-san, sorry for disturbing you." After managing a polite farewell, Tezuka dialed Fuji's number only to wait impatiently for an answer.
Fuji wasn't answering his phone, and even turned it off later. That bastard Saeki must've told him to… There could be no other reason for Fuji not to answer him other than that… right, there was no other reason.
He was practically coming to different conclusions. For the first time, Tezuka felt deeply mad at Fuji—or whatever heart twisting feeling that was. His friend ignored their promise for a guy who just basically thrown himself under Fuji's feet a few weeks ago, or so he thought.
At first sight, Tezuka knew that Fuji's relationship with Saeki wouldn't do any good, and it had to. They were both males. It's why he refused Fuji in the first place, and apart from Oishi, Fuji is also a close friend of his. It's expected that Tezuka always knew where Fuji was, keep him close and away from danger.
Yes. Keep Fuji close.
Keep Fuji close…
Tezuka slung his tennis bag over his shoulder. He'd still play a match today—not alone of course. For that, it only meant taking Fuji from Saeki, even if he had to use force and lectures…
…And probably, he'll never give the lithe boy back.
TBC
That's it! I hope you enjoyed. Comments are very much appreciated! :D
