Fuji Syuusuke walked towards his house with a briefcase in a gloved hand. He was 25, an average working adult. His childhood smile never failing him at such age and probably never will. As he continued to his destination, a puff of air emitted from his lips as he exhaled. It was already winter and the nights were becoming more and more cold.
It had been nearly ten years since he last saw his teammate, best friend and lover leave for Germany. He smirked, lover? He was now considered an ex; hanging his head down as the thought crossed his mind, he sighed. What were they really, back then?
During his time at Seigaku, he began to grow more and more affiliated with a certain boy named Tezuka Kunimitsu. Everything about him was perfect, or at least close to it. His perfect features, his perfect body and his perfect tennis play.
After the match against Hyotei, Tezuka decided to leave for Germany to recover. During his time there he'd grown attracted with the view and the treatment that after they graduated he left for Germany. Leaving him with nothing but memories and a farewell kiss. At first he didn't understand, but the next day he had heard that Tezuka had officially left. He remembers it like it was yesterday. Falling to his knees in the middle of his room as he read the text Oishi had sent him, crying into his hands and stifling his cries so that no one bombarded him with questions.
Even now, he still stared at every airplane that passed overhead; hoping one day his Tezuka would come back. Although he knew that that wouldn't happen, he still wished it did.
As he reached the apartment complex, he entered. He sighed in relief as he felt the warm air inside the complex warm his somewhat reddish face and his cold wrapped up body. He shuddered off the cold and pressed the button for the elevator. As he waited for the elevator to come his mind began to wander to the time him and Tezuka were actually intimate and blushed a little at the memories.
How they would kiss passionately after everyone had left. Sometimes a few gentle touches were exchanged in the club room but they'd never taken it farther than that in the club room. When they were alone together they enjoyed each other's groans, moans and cries. Held each other close and pleased one another.
As the elevator came to him he stepped in and pressed the 8th floor's button. The button in the elevator grew bright as it was pressed and he waited until it reached his floor. Gripping the briefcase lightly he shook his head to remove the memories from his mind. What good would it do if he's never going to see the one he loved again?
All he had to do was focus on work. He smiled and found himself incredibly lucky. Just after he had graduated from college he managed to get a job in Photography and he came to fall in love with what the job required him to do. He'd never thought he'd be this lucky after what had happened to him and all, but he was thankful for actually finding a job he liked. His boss had given him an assignment and if his boss were to be impressed he would move up and become a real photographer. He was happy to hear that.
The elevator came to a halt with a 'ding' sound and he took a few steps forward. He came to a halt himself as he looked at man who was dressed in a black pea coat and a beige scarf around his neck. All Fuji saw was his profile; his dark brown hair that was covering half of his face showing his nose and lips. The man's hands were dug into his pockets, as if he was waiting for someone.
Fuji had never seen this man before but brushed it aside and took a few steps, the man turned to look at him once he heard footsteps and Fuji dropped the keys in his hand. His eyes widening at the sight before him, the man gave out a small smile and Fuji felt his hands trembling. "Te-Tezuka…" Fuji softly said almost in a whisper.
No, it couldn't be. Why? After all this time, why now? Why here? How did he know where he lived?
Fuji picked up his keys and began to feel anger weld up inside him. 'I don't care what his reason is,' Fuji hurried to his door and brought his trembling hand to slip the key in. 'I don't want to hear his reason.'
"Fuji." Tezuka walked up to him and placed his hand on Fuji's trembling one. Fuji swung in attempt to smack Tezuka but the darker brunette was faster. His attempt smack the bespectacled man turned out to fail as Tezuka grabbed his hand and pulled him closer. Fuji looked away as Tezuka tried to cup his face.
"Let go of me." Fuji stopped struggling, softly whispering in defeat and stood in whatever embrace Tezuka had him in. He gripped his keys tighter, creating marks on his palm. His heart racing faster than he thought it would if he were to ever see Tezuka again. 'Why?' Fuji pushed Tezuka and rushed opening his door. Tezuka grabbed the door before Fuji could close it and entered. "Get out!" he yelled and threw his keys at Tezuka's chest.
Tezuka gave him a pained look and hugged Fuji. "I've missed you Syuusuke." Fuji froze at the sound of his name leaving Tezuka's lips. "I wanted to explain to you, but I was afraid you'd only hate me more." Tezuka whispered against Fuji's jacket. 'Please let go.' Tezuka pulled away enough to look at Fuji's eyes and smiled. "I've missed you so much." Tezuka leaned in and placed his lips on Fuji's.
Fuji stood frozen at the feel of Tezuka's familiar lips on his. His mind began to feel cramped. Everything was happening at once that he couldn't grasp any of it. His hands that lay on Tezuka's broad coat covered chest, turned into fists and he pushed Tezuka away again but not as rough as he wished he could have. "Then why," Fuji whispered looking down. He fought back the pain that stung his eyes and bit his lip hoping it'll stop the salt water from running down his face. "Why did you leave me?"
Tezuka held the hands that were still on his chest and felt the guilt poke at his heart. "I had to go."
"Then why didn't you tell me!" Fuji snapped back angrily. Tezuka looked at him in shock. He'd never hear Fuji yell before. But what stunned him more were the tears that escaped Fuji's eyes and landing on the genkan's floor. Tezuka felt his heart begin to break into his pieces. He never wanted to see his Syuusuke cry. He never wanted to hurt him, but he knew he already did.
"I had to be told by Oishi that you had left! I had to deal with the humiliation of crying in the middle of my room as I read that you had left for Germany! I began to cut class, stopped caring about school because it wasn't the same without you! I-"Fuji started coughing as his tears streamed down his face and tried to catch his breath. Tezuka stood still and waited for Fuji to continue. "I thought we would always be together, but when you left I thought you didn't want to be with me anymore." Fuji wiped his tears away and took in a deep breath to calm himself. "I didn't know how to live without you and now-"he sighed and looked at Tezuka. His eyes were a lighter color than usual and made Tezuka feel like a horrible person but at the same time made his heart skip a beat. He had caused him so much pain out of his own selfishness. "Now you're here, I just got my life back together."
Tezuka hugged him again and leaned himself against the door with Fuji in his arms. "I'm never leaving you. I left because I had no choice. My condition began getting worse so I had to go. When I tried to mail you, I thought it would be better to see you in person. Before I knew it, ten years had passed. I was dying to see you." Tezuka ran his fingers through Fuji's light brown hair whose face was dug into his pea coat. "I asked Oishi to tell me where you were living and he gave me this address. I rushed here hoping to see you once I got off the plane but when you didn't answer the door, I waited for you." Fuji sniffed and leaned into Tezuka's warm hand as it gently played with his hair.
"I'm sorry; I didn't know that I would have caused you so much pain Syuusuke." Tezuka pulled away and leaned in to kiss him again. Fuji tried to struggle away but Tezuka only deepened the kiss, his heart couldn't take any of it. 'No…' Fuji felt Tezuka's tongue caress his and let his arms fall to his sides in defeat. 'I've missed him so much…I can't pull away.' Fuji felt his hands begin to tremble as he tried to cup Tezuka's cheek. Tezuka pulled away and looked at him. "I'll never leave you again."
The room was dark; the only light that spilled into the room was from the moon that shined brightly outside. Fuji softly moaned against Tezuka's lips and grabbed a handful of the dark messy brown hair. 'If this is a dream,' Tezuka pulled away and smiled at his lover. His big hands caressing Fuji's sides and placing kisses against the milky white skin he adored. Fuji arched his back a little at the touch and felt his body warm up to Tezuka's gentle caresses. "Mitsu…"
Tezuka looked up at Fuji with wide eyes. He hadn't heard that name in ten years; he felt a great amount of happiness wash over him. He smiled and hugged Fuji. "I'll never leave you again, Syuusuke." Fuji smiled and placed his lips on Tezuka's and let their fingers intertwine with one another. He missed this man so much. Now that he was back, he was determined to never letting him go.
Their bodies became one in the cold winter night and together they fell asleep together. Fuji snuggled against Tezuka's chest and Tezuka's arms held Fuji close to him both falling into a deep slumber.
The next day when Fuji woke up and smiled, he was facing Tezuka's sleeping face. Fuji bought his hand to the other face and gently ran his fingers into Tezuka's messy hair. His thumb lightly ran over Tezuka's eyebrow and his eyes observed the face he had come to fall in love with now and ten years ago.
Everything about him was chiseled to perfection, or what Fuji would call his form perfection. Those beautiful hazel colored eyes that were always behind glasses, those lips that ignited fire throughout his body with a simple kiss, those hands that were rough through all the Tennis but even then held him gently and caressed him so lovingly. The perfectly toned body that caught Fuji's breath each time he would shed off his shirt. He smiled as the sleeping man before him slowly stirred.
The personality that only he had come to know out of possibly everyone else. He was happy to know that out of all the people in this world, Tezuka Kunimitsu had trusted him enough to show him his true self. He always wondered why he would never show anyone what kind of man he truly is, but he chuckled at the thought that only he got to see that special side of him.
Tezuka slowly opened his eyes to come face to face to Fuji. A smile forming as he placed his hand over his blue eyed lover. "I love you Syuusuke." Fuji tensed up as the words caught off guard and looked at Tezuka's serious face.
Fuji chuckled lightly and then began to laugh as he threw his arms around Tezuka. "I…I love you too Kunimitsu." He managed to say as the tears began to fall from his eyes again, this time out of joy. Tezuka smiled and held Fuji in his arms. "Promise to never leave again."
Tezuka pulled away and wiped away the tears with his thumb. "I promise." Tezuka placed his lips against Fuji's. 'Please stay with me…I don't know what I would do without you.'