Seigaku's Scandal
Anime: Prince of Tennis
Pairing: Perfect Pair/TezuFuji
Genre: Romance, Angst, Gender Bender
Disclaimer: I do not own PoT (I wish I do).
Warning: Rated T – for 13 years and older
Summary: Fuji has a secret only Ryoma knows but what happens when their ever-so-stoic buchou falls deeply in love with this secretive tensai? Would Fuji be willing to unveil the secret? And would Tezuka be able to accept?
a/n: By the way, starting today, I'll be using SYUSUKE instead of FUJI 'cause it'll be confusing when the other Fuji siblings or relatives will be in the scene.
Azublue: The prologue is actually a memory of Fuji and Tezuka which they dreamt the night before they started their 3rd year in high school. Probably the reason why I somehow let Fuji's feelings "go" is that she changed when she entered high school. She became an over-thinker due to issues at home and such. I've changed quite a number of things from the original family setting of Fuji in PoT. As for Tezuka, the explanation I can provide for now is that Echizen is too keen of an observer to notice the slight changes from his buchou's attitudes.
CHAPTER 2: Fuji Syusuke
"Hey, I heard Echizen Ryoma decided to attend Seishun High School."
"Hontou? Hontou? He's really handsome, isn't he?"
"He has won several tournaments abroad, right? Wimbledon included."
"I'm sure we'll be champions in the nationals again this year."
"Now that you've said it, the tennis' dream team has finally gathered again here."
"And Coach Ryuzaki will be the one handling them again this year."
This has been the major fuss among the students of Seishun High School. Syusuke smiled to himself as he heard what his schoolmates have to say. Dream team, huh.
Fuji Syusuke changed over the years that they've graduated from middle school. Despite the usual Cheshire smile still plastered on his face, he now seems to be more serious and is always found to be deep in thought. He rarely talks anymore, finding comfort in silence and solidarity. There are also times when he eats his bentou alone on the rooftop or by the garden of cherry blossoms at the back of the school.
His fanclub also grew in number, and a large one at that. It's funny how men had enlisted themselves as members as well. The tensai's looks has now become much more feminine than when he was in middle school. His sharp cerulean blue eyes have become brighter now and his skin a mixture of light pink and the lightest of the color cream, giving it an almost translucent and glass-like feel. His lips are now a thin line of pink that compliments the faint blush that is now permanent on his cheeks. His hair is still cut in the same hairstyle but the color had changed into a lighter color of brown. From someone who's not from Seigaku and doesn't know who Fuji Syusuke is, they might mistake him for a girl and think that angels are probably real.
So, what is this beautiful tensai doing at the moment? Just like what he usually does when there's no tennis practice, he indulges himself with the books he finds in the library. He sits beside the window on the farthest corner of the room, his favorite spot due to the rays of sun that enters through the glass.
"Fuji-senpai."
The person called upon turned to the owner of the voice and saw a tall freshman settling himself on the seat across Syusuke. The latter smiled.
"You've really grown taller now, Echizen. And handsomer," he teased.
Echizen smirked and propped his elbows on the table, resting his chin on his hands. "Are you going to fall for me now?"
The senior blinked and stifled a laugh or the librarian would cut his head off if he made unnecessary noise. "Don't expect it."
"Hey! Why not?"
"I am not a pedophile, Ochibi."
"Are you turning into Eiji-senpai now?"
The tensai shook his head then sighed. "So, what do you want to talk about?"
"You," the younger answered casually. "Did anything happen at home? You don't look well a while ago."
"You know, just the usual stuff."
Echizen looked worried. "Usual stuff. You mean…"
"Yeah," Syusuke sighed. "Mom called. She nagged on me again. Telling me how disgusting and boring I am."
Echizen couldn't even speak a single word. He knows that Syusuke's mom is cruel but he couldn't figure out how a mother could tell those kinds of words to her own child. The freshman looked at Syusuke's distant eyes. There is not a single tear in them but the sadness is visible. If it was Echizen who is in that situation, he'd probably cry his heart out by now.
"Fuji-senpai…" Echizen reached out to hold Fuji's hand, an act of reassurance.
Syusuke faced his friend. "Echizen, I'm okay. I'm used to it anyway."
"Who would get used to that stuff?" The younger hissed angrily.
The tensai smiled. "Hey! At least she didn't come and started throwing punches at me just like what she normally does, right?"
Echizen's mouth twitched. He remembers that time in middle school when he accidentally saw his senpai applying some sort of a balm on a large bruise just by his left ribcage. The young man had threatened the other to tell him what happened and then Echizen knew that it was the doing of Syusuke's mom just out of her whim. The freshman felt so bad for the tensai ever since.
"Senpai," he spoke up after a minute of silence. "Do you want me to walk you home?"
"No, it's okay, Echizen. I'll be meeting with Yuuta at Starbuck's anyway."
"Then, I'll walk you up to there."
"Echizen," Syusuke said wit finality in his voice. "Eiji and the others would probably look for you."
"Why don't you hang out with them anymore?"
The tensai smiled sadly, hurt and sadness now clear in his cerulean blue eyes.
"I feel guilty."
It's already 3:00 p.m. in Inui's wristwatch and all the regulars agreed to go to some ice cream parlor after dismissal. Seven tall figures are now gathered together by the fountain in front of the main building, waiting for Echizen and Syusuke.
It was Eiji – thanks to his keen eyesight – who spotted their Ochibi first.
"Ochibi! Here! Here!"
Echizen ran to where his senpais are. Eiji threw an arm around his shoulders.
"Ochibi's now here."
Inui adjusted his glasses. "Now, we only have to wait for Fuji."
"He can't come," Echizen immediately answered.
"He can't come?" Kawamura repeated.
The younger nodded. "He said he has to meet up with Yuuta so he can't come."
"Well, let's just go now, minna." Oishi ushered the group out the gates. "We'll just have to invite Fuji next time."
The others nodded.
Tezuka walked silently behind the group as he watched Echizen carefully.
He muttered to himself thinking no one could here, "You know so much about Fuji, Echizen."
"And why do you care so much, Tezuka?" Inui answered enough for the surprised buchou to hear.
"Yuuta." The figure hugged the young man sitting by the counter.
The latter smiled warmly. "It has been a while…neechan."
a/n: Okay…so Fuji is actually a girl – just in my story anyway. I'm actually obsessed in making him a girl 'cause he honestly awfully looks like one. And a beautiful one at that.
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