Chapter 2: New School, New Friends, New Life

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"Hyoutei…?"

"What's wrong Fuji-kun?" Jirou asked, worried about his friend. He checked the time, "Shoot! We're going to be late! Let's go!" He grabbed Fuji's arm and dragged him away, running toward the school at full speed before Fuji could protest.

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"They're late, Oshitari."

"That's pretty obvious, Atobe."

It was Sunday and Atobe was pretty cranky about not having his second and third singles players on court as of this moment. Him, of course, the first, whether or not the tensai was on his team or not. He never played Fuji in a real match though, but their team didn't really care, just so as long as they win.

"AAAAATOOBEEE!" came a distant call.

"Look, here comes Jirou."

"And Fuji."

And there they were, Jirou pulling Fuji in at the school gates. It seemed like Fuji was trying to get him off and pulling the other way…out of the school. Now, why would he do that? Atobe went where they were to see what was up.

"Akutagawa-kun, why did you take me to Hyoutei, I have to go back."

"Go back where? We have practice right now!"

"Why are you calling Jirou, 'Akutagawa-kun?'?"

Fuji whipped around to see who the speaker was, while pulling Jirou's grip of his wrist and not succeeding. At least it was someone who could talk to who wasn't insane. (Well sorta.)

"Atobe Keigo, may I ask, do I go to this school?"

He chuckled, "What kind of question is that? And, Atobe Keigo? I thought I told you, you could call me just Atobe, or Keigo, whatever you prefer."

"Since when did you say that?"

"Since Elementary School.

"I didn't even know back then."

Jirou just stood there still wide awake watching the two talk while Oshitari walked up towards the trio. He couldn't believe Fuji just said that. Was he still mad at Atobe with their argument? He hoped not.

"Is this about yesterday?"

"Yesterday? Yesterday, I was with Tezuka-bunchou, I didn't even see you."

"Tezuka Kunimitsu? When do you even talk to him?"

Fuji was now really confused, which was totally out of character for him. First his house looks different, and then Jirou pops out from nowhere (not literally), says he goes to Hyoutei, and now Atobe's saying he, Fuji Shusuke, doesn't talk to Tezuka? What's going on here? Are they playing a joke on him? A…really weird one?

"What are you guys talking about?" Oshitari asked.

"Fuji has Amnesia." Atobe stated.

"No I don't! I don't go to Hyoutei, I go to Seigaku! I don't have Amnesia, you guys are crazy!"

Jirou quietly whispered something to Oshitari and Atobé, "I think Fuji-kun is sick, maybe he should stay home today."

Oshitari nodded and turned his head back to Fuji, "Look here, Fuji-kun, you go to Hyoutei, not Seishun. You are Singles 2 in Hyoutei, Atobé's your captain, not Tezuka, and you aren't friends with Tezuka either, well at least I think so, we aren't crazy, you are as of now, and last of all, your sick go home and rest."

"Huh?" It seems poor confused little o' Fuji still doesn't get what he's saying.

"Do you want me to repeat that all over again? Geez, I think you really are sick."

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Fuji POV

Okay, so I go to Hyoutei. Yesterday, I swear I still went to Seigaku. I was talking with Tezuka when he came out of the hospital for some check-up… what did we talk about? Did yesterday even exist? But our conversation, it had something to do with what I was thinking. I was thinking about… about if Tezuka and I had entered different schools! So it really did come true? How's that even possible?

"So what did happen yesterday?" I ask.

"Well, a brief summary, you and Atobe got into in argument about something, I only heard you guys talking from outside, I wasn't actually there with you guys, then Atobe stormed out of the room, with an angry face on and then we all left, including you. Then, Jirou walked with you home, ask anybody in the club, they saw you two walking together."

I didn't really know what to say, or if I should believe them. I was sure what happened yesterday really did occur, unless this is a dream, this is all a dream, right. I pinched myself. Nothing happened. Nope, this isn't a dream, this is reality. What about Tezuka? Are we really not friends? Does he even know me?

"So what do we do now?" Jirou said and put his hands behind his head leaning against the gate wall.

"Let's continue out all-day practice and you Fuji, go home and rest." Atobe said

"Hmm… it's okay, I'll practice." Atobe gave a hesitant nod and left with Oshitari to somewhere, probably the tennis courts. Jirou stayed with me, since, I guess, we are best pals.

"Fuji-kun, are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm fine, don't worry." I smiled.

"Okay then, let's play a game!"

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Reposted: April 29, 2007