Title:Love Chain [Prompt 3: Jealousy]
Pairing:TezukaxFuji +Marylin +Echizen (No Thrill action, sorry. No TezukaxMarylin plant love either, perverts. I'm a devoted Perfect pair lover.)
Genre: Humor, Romance
Rating: T... I think.
Summary: Fuji decides that his 'Husband' was not paying enough attention to him...
Disclaimer:If they were mine, they would be married by now.
A/N: Written for SkySurf! Many thanks for the prompt!

Please do check out my newest fic, Tales of the Magical Buchou if you liked this because it has some reference to it! XD Though this could be easily read as a stand alone, it would be much easier to comprehend the background if you read Tales of a Magical Buchou. Also, sorry for not updating, but I am still writing the one word prompts you gave me! If you have any more, please do not hesitate to share them!


~Jealousy~

It was only when the sun glowed a magnificent shade of crimson that Tezuka finally decided to stop hitting his yellow tennis ball pointlessly on the wall and return to his dorm. He grabbed his lunch at the school canteen before making his way back to the room he shared with Fuji. He hoped he wasn't too late (again), or he would have to suffer his nicknamed wife's sadistic tendencies. He had enough for a day, with school work and tennis taking all his free time, and did not want to deal with his childhood friend.

He was still wondering how they managed to earn themselves the titles of Wife and Husband on their third year at Seishun Academy when the sound of muffled moans coming from his and Fuji's room caught his attention. He gently opened his bedroom door, taking a peek at the conversing duo inside out of curiosity.

"Oh God," Fuji sighed, "you are so good, Echizen-kun!" There was a long gasp and then Fuji moaned again. "I wish I could do as good as you!"

"You're not half bad at it, Fuji-senpai."

"Mmm... but you're better at it..." Fuji fake-pouted. "And the way you do it makes it look bigger..."

Echizen shrugged. "Father taught me how to do it. It's not that hard really. You just have to pay extra attention when you touch it. It's useful to imagine how it will look like after completion as well."

"I see..." Fuji said, thoughtful. "I'll try it next time with Tezuka."

Tezuka's left eyebrow twitched. What in the world were those two doing behind his back?! Without further hesitation, he barged into the room, readying his heart for whatever absurdities he was about to discover.

And to his immense surprise, Fuji and Echizen were silently seated on the floor, the latter holding a small scisor in his hand. They turned to him at once, a guilty look barely spread across their faces. It was, uncharacteristically, Tezuka who spoke up first.

"What is happening here?" he demanded.

"Ah, Tezuka, you came just in time," Fuji smiled. "Echizen was teaching me the art of flower arrangement. He has a great talent. You should see him work!"

Echizen grinned cockily. "We were just arranging...hum..."

"Marylin," Fuji reminded him.

Echizen pulled his cap over his eyes. "We were just cutting some extra branches off, err, Marylin to keep her from growing astray." He then stood up and promptly walked out of the room to escape his Buchou's anger.

Indeed, the tennis captain was shooting lasers with his eyes. He stared at his bonsai plant, whose leaves were painted pink, of all colors, and then glared daggers at Fuji. "Are you sure that cutting it had been all you've done?"

Fuji grinned. "Jealous, aren't we? Don't worry, next time I'll make sure you are here to assist us when we do it."

Tezuka sighed. He knew he should have just continued hitting tennis balls by himself...

~END~


A/N: For a better understanding, do read 'Tales of the Magical Buchou' ^^ It will help a lot with the setting and the plot of the story! (Such as why Echizen's father will teach him flower arrangement... Well, if you read Tales of the Magical Buchou, you might just find out that Tezuka is his father!) Thank you and please do leave a review!

Also, here is a challenge! Will anyone write a ZukaFuji ficclet with 'PRINTER' as the one-word prompt? XDXDXD