Here. Finally...

It's shorter than I thought but anyway,

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Chapter 3 is right below! :)))))

Finally we know

3

It was clear blue sky. He thought as he fed his koi, listening to the sound of water waving whenever the colorful fish came to the surface of the pond and gulped down the food. He let his mind wander to the scene happened weeks ago.

It had been 2 weeks since he last saw Fuji. Seemingly, after what had happened in the park that day, the lithe boy was nowhere to be seen; not even at school or at the practice. Tezuka squinted his eyes; it was like Fuji was avoiding him and just disappeared into the air.

But human can't just disappear like that. He mused inwardly. Fuji was somewhere, he knew it. Nobody could run away forever; as for why Fuji had to run away, he was not sure either. Somehow, he felt it had something to do with that kiss.

His thought suddenly became white as the picture of Fuji kissing him came to his mind. The soft lips and that gentle touch. It only made his heart pounding hard against his chest; like a mad house stomping its horseshoes against the solid ground. He wondered what he felt at that time. It buffered him first and hit him in the head with confusion, but not anger. He was never angry to his petite friend, it was impossible to do that to Fuji of all people. Yet again, why wasn't he angry? His brow creased, wasn't he stolen the kiss? And by his friend, his male friend.

But still, he didn't feel any anger at all.

Shaking his head, he stood up, raising his arm to shield himself from the sunlight and walked absentmindedly to the opened veranda and sat on the empty cushion. He let himself feel the fresh air around him, his eyes closed.

Someone's footsteps could be heard. Tezuka looked up and saw his mother with the basket of wet cloths in her arms smiled sweetly at him.

"Finish feeding?" Ayana asked and put the basket down as she sat beside her son.

"Hai."

"The weather is so nice." She let out a satisfied sigh. "Who would think that it was snowing a week ago?"

"Ahh."

Ayana eyed her son searchingly. She went, "is something bothering you?"

Tezuka looked back at his mother, frowning. "What make you think like that?"

She shook her head and smiled tenderly at her lone son. "Woman intuition maybe?" The soft chuckle left her mouth. "So, something really did happen to you."

Tezuka stayed silent for second before giving in. "Ahh. It seems so."

"Is it about Fuji-kun?"

The boy's body stiffened as the name of his smiling friend came out of his mother's lips. He narrowed his eyes. "...Why Fuji?"

Ayana blinked. "Oh, it's not? I think you are worried about Fuji-kun, since he has been sick for weeks now." She took in her son's expression. "I thought that's why you are spacing out a lot lately."

"Fuji's sick?"

"You didn't know?" She looked at her son in surprise. "Didn't your friends tell you about this."

Tezuka went silent. He thought of Kikumaru yelling something incoherently the other day and Oishi with worry face coming to him and telling something he couldn't follow. Maybe his mother was right, he's been spacing out a lot since that day in the park.

"...they did." He admitted. "But I didn't listen to them."

Ayana gave a long look to her child and then she stood up. "You should pay Fuji-kun a visit, eh?"

"?"

"I don't know whether you have something with Fuji-kun or not that makes you be like this, but..." She stood up and picked her basket. Smiling, she went on, "he's your friend, doesn't he? He would be glad if he sees you, Kunimitsu."

Tezuka was half standing and half sitting as his mother disappeared around the corner, leaving him with her last final words. He blinked, moments later he stood up and went straight to his room.

Ayana smiled satisfactorily as her eyes caught sight of her son darted out of the house. Kuniharu yawned. He blinked when he saw the younger Tezuka walking past him rapidly.

"Where is he going?" The man asked his wife. He blinked again when he saw a bright smile drawing on her face.

"To his friend." She sang as she went back to dry her clothes, "by the way, have you seen my favorite hair-tie? I think I left it somewhere..."

"...It's on your hair."

"Oh...right."

Fuji Yumiko eyed her younger brother as he sipping the soup their mother had cooked it before she left to work for her un-well son. She handed a capsule followed by a glass of water to Fuji after seeing the boy just has finished his meal.

It's unnatural to see the smiling boy of her family who was always keeping an eye on his health to be lying on a bed like this and not only one or two days but weeks now. She narrowed her eyes, something must happen to Syusuke.

Fuji placed a glass on the nightstand. He smiled genuinely at his sister. "Thank you, nee-san. I think I feel better now."

"You should." Yumiko said playfully. "It's mother's secret soup. There's no way you won't feel better by that."

He nodded. "I know."

"But it isn't like you at all to be so reckless and let yourself catch a flu." She looked at her brother worriedly. "Did something happen?"

Fuji shook his head. "No. I just let myself off guard and was caught in the snow longer than I thought."

Yumiko probed, "Is it because of Tezuka-kun?"

She nodded to herself inwardly when she saw the expression on her younger brother went stiff, but it didn't stay long as Fuji swiftly went back to his usual smile.

"Why? What make you think it was Tezuka?" He asked casually.

She shrugged. "Woman intuition I guess." She raised her brow up and looked at the door when she heard the doorbell rang. Yumiko stood up and took a glass and a bowl on a tray before opened the door with one hand. She then looked back at her younger brother in the bed.

"It might be Yuuta." She said, smiling. "He said he would come home today, but I didn't think he will come this early, though."

"It's ok since it's Yuuta." Fuji smiled brightly at the thought of his younger brother.

"Hai, hai." Yumiko closed the door but then, she frowned slightly. "But Yuuta got a key." She shrugged and moved to open the door when another ring reached her ears. "Maybe Yuuta forgot to bring it with him..."

Upstair, Fuji was left alone in his room and was deeply in thought. He looked out of the window though the swaying light blue curtain to see how bright the sky was and had to laugh at himself.

Too bright... He bitterly thought. Too bright that he couldn't even reach his hand to touch it.

His mind suddenly brought a picture of someone wearing glasses to his head. The young boy who always took everything seriously, the boy who always cared for everyone underneath that stoic façade, the boy who was always trusted by his friends, the boy who was their captain.

The image of Tezuka made his heart throbbing hard against his ribcage. The boy who was so perfect and fascinating like the sun shining its brightness was someone Fuji didn't even dare to think of.

Tezuka was so bright, just like the sun...

And what made him so eager to do that to him in the first place, he didn't know-not one bit he wanted to know.

He blamed all of his actions on his unsteady emotions at that time. He was so utterly shock when the other boy suddenly said that he would continue his path in Germany; not even in Japan that if they didn't enter the same school, they could still see each other after school or hang out on weekends.

But Germany... Fuji's heart stopped beating. It was just too far away.

The mere thought of Tezuka leaving him was more than enough to push him do something as crazy as pulling the other boy down to a kiss.

And Fuji didn't sorry to do that at all, not when the taller boy would go to somewhere half world far away from him.

He trailed his finger along the window sill as the expression on Tezuka's drawing in his head. Tezuka was shocked. He could sense it by a look the bespectacled boy gave him.

Well, he should. For him, his friend and moreover, his male friend to kiss him like that.

Still looking out of the window, he spoke up when he felt someone entered his room with a soft creak from the door.

"Yuuta?" He smiled to himself. He couldn't help though, his younger brother never failed to bring a smile on his face.

"I didn't think you would come so early."

"Sorry, but I'm not Yuuta."

Fuji's smile froze in its place as the stony voice registered in his head.

That voice... Fuji breathed in.

It belongs to no one but him.

"Tezuka." He managed a smile as the other boy sat himself on the chair. "I never knew you would come."

"My mother told me you're sick."

"Oh," he blinked and gave another infamous smile to the boy beside him. "Yes, I am."

So, Fuji hasn't kept avoiding him... Tezuka silently took a glance at the lithe boy who sat comfortably on the bed. It seemed Fuji's face got paler and his body, if it's even possible, was smaller than he last saw him. Tezuka frowned at the sight.

Fuji looked so fragile. He wondered if the other boy had rested properly or even had a good sleep last night, seeing the dark circles under that slit eyes of his friend, he deepened his frown.

"How are you feeling now?"

"Better."

"Have you eaten yet?"

"Yes...nee-san just fed me before you came."

"Medicines?"

Fuji gave a strange look at the captain. Does Tezuka think he's only 5? He chuckled slightly. "You sound like a doctor, Tezuka." He suppressed his giggles when he saw the seriousness on the stoic façade still, he smiled. "Yes, yes. I had a capsule right after my meal."

Tezuka gave him an approved nod. Fuji looked alright now. He smiled a little. "That's good then." His eyes went wider a bit when he caught sight of a pile of worksheet and books piling up like a big mountain made of paper at the end of the smaller boy's bed.

Fuji followed his gaze and a smile came afterward. "Ahh. They're my homework Eiji and Oishi brought me yesterday." He sighed. "It seems my next and next and next weekends'll be ended up in my bedroom though."

"You can finish them earlier if you want to." Tezuka commented.

"I'll try." Fuji raised his brow up.

"If that what made you come here? Checking on me?"

Tezuka looked at him sternly as he sat himself upright. His feet shifted to one another. "It's a yes and a no."

The bespectacled boy breathed in before he opened his mouth.

"Look, Fuji…"

"Forget it."

Tezuka shot his brow up when he heard a sharp voice cut him off. Fuji lowered his head. His hand clenched.

"I'm sorry for what happened last weeks ago." Tezuka barely heard a soft, uncertain voice from the other boy's lips. "It's my fault for making you felt uneasy these past days just because of my recklessness." His voice cracked.

He heard from both Eiji and Oishi, also from Inui and Taka-san who tagged along the former to give him a special set of wasabi sushi. They all said in unison that Tezuka was acting strange and often spacing out lately. He didn't give their 2 kouhais any laps when they had a quarrel nor did he pay any of his attention on the matches. It's like someone had stolen their captain and replaced him with another sculpture that looked perfectly alike to Tezuka.

Inui said their captain had been like that since the party at Taka-san's house ended and it's 78% that if this even continued, the chance they'll lose in the upcoming practice match with Shitenhouji will be increased to 100%.

Fuji won't let it happen, not when he was the cause of this mangled situation.

"You have full rights to be angry or yell at me or even punch me in the face but please..." The smaller boy bit his lips. His eyes were hidden by his bangs. "...don't hate me."

Silence was all he could hear as the other boy was still kept his mouth shut. Fuji ironically laughed at himself. He could bare with the frustrated captain, he could accept all anger from Tezuka flooding toward him, he could even endure the gap between them gotten wider, he 'could' with everything but just one-he couldn't handle it if Tezuka hated him. The thought of the taller boy looked at him with all tantrum he got was scaring him the most.

That's why he was surprised and had a little fate sparkled in his heart when he saw the other boy stood by his bedroom's door.

The wind was blowing soundly outside the shut window bringing petals floating in the air, leaving their branches behind. Fuji diverted his eyes back to the boy beside him when he heard a sharp breath.

"It's not your fault." Tezuka said firmly. "And I'm not angry nor hate you." His gaze lowered to his laps. "I was just...confused."

Fuji was dumfounded. He knitted his brows as his heart started running wild.

Could it be?

"Confused?" Fuji asked halfheartedly. "Why? I kissed you. At least you should hit me or make me run thousand laps."

"Maybe you should." Tezuka looked at his friend blankly, frowned.

Fuji chuckled a bit and then his eyes opened. He looked at those ambers behind rimless glasses intensely, searching in every corner that made Tezuka felt unstable.

"Can I ask why," Fuji's soft voice gained a questioning look from Tezuka. "Why are you confused and let me kiss you back then, you can push me away but why didn't you do it?"

Tezuka went silent while Fuji was holding his breath. It seemed the other boy was struggling inside his mind and Fuji had no intention to interrupt it, thus he waited.

The lithe boy felt like years had passed when Tezuka's voice finally rang through his ears.

"I'm not sure." Tezuka went, feeling amused when he saw those expectant looks on the other boy's face.

"But maybe it was you that I didn't do anything back then."

Fuji's heart throbbing hard as he moved his lips, dazzled, he asked,

"...because it's me?"

"Yes." Tezuka assured. His amber eyes were warm and soft. "That's what I can guarantee."

Fuji felt his temperature heated up and his face's reddened. His eyes were fully opened as he saw what expression Tezuka giving him.

And then, Fuji smiled. A genuine one.

"That's enough for me." He chuckled lightly as he slit himself back in the blanket. Eyes never left Tezuka's. Feeling like stones were finally removed out of his shoulders, the lack of sleep last night suddenly hit him, his eyes almost closed.

"It was a good sign." He murmured in his pillow. He let out a satisfied moan when he felt the other boy's hand stroking his hair.

"You should sleep." Tezuka said as he pulled the blanket up to Fuji's chin. "Our team still needs you in the match with shitenhouji."

"Roger." Fuji smiled softly at Tezuka before he feigned a frown. "Tezuka."

"Hmm."

"Can I ask you something?"

"Hmm?"

Fuji smiled teasingly. "Can you give me a good night kiss?"

Fuji giggled when he saw the other boy's face went stiff. He closed his eyes, contented with the light touch of Tezuka's hand on his head.

"Good night, Tezuka."

"Ahh."

Outside the room, Yumiko stretched herself up and walked away with camera and stethoscope still hanging around her neck. Humming, she descended the stairs and headed to the kitchen. She let out a giggle when she cut carrots and threw them into a pot. Smile never left her face.

So Syusuke had his own medicine after all.

TBC.

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