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I hope you enjoy this next chapter of Destined Greece.

I'm sorry for the long wait but would like to thank you all for your support until now. ^^ I'm really happy with it. And sorry for the mistakes in it. It's now a bit past two at night. So yeah, I might have read over most mistakes I made at this time. ;p

Destined Greece

TEZUKA'S POV

Epidauros was a historical site that was known for its ancient theater. It was a great sight as we walked to the old theater in our Fratelzon group. It was very well preserved and was even now, for rare occasions, used for a concert or a performance. The stones that made out the seats were of an old gray and ran in a half circle, seemingly in harmony with the hill it was build on. Rows of stairs from those same stones, interrupted the seats as they went into the height, all the way to the top of the theater to the last row of stones. In half it seemed like it was split, for the part on top of it was built in later times. These stairs divided the lower half in twelve separate pieces, the added half consisted of even more, but smaller, separate sections. It was truly a sight to behold as we walked upon the hill on the pad that went between the trees and went for the entrance of the ancient building.

I looked next to me for a moment and saw Fuji busily taking pictures of everything around him. He had done this the entire day and seemed to enjoy himself as the always present smile was just that tad bigger and brighter. He also looked amazed to his surroundings as the rest of the group excitedly talked.

But what made this theater special was the perfect sound you got all around the place, at every seat, no matter how high or low it was situated.

The round stage was of course below and was plain. The only thing that stood out was the little circle at the very center of the stage. Our guides explained as we stood next to it, that this was the point where everyone could hear you best. The further you were removed from it, the softer your voice got for people to hear. Our entire group of 30 together with our three guides climbed the stairs all the way to the top. We sat down on the top row and there we could see and hear an old English guide talk to his group about the theater. He stood in the center of it, portraying what he was saying and indeed, even we could hear it.

Our guides told us to relax for a moment since the climb was not to be underestimated in this very warm weather. We talked to each other and looked around us, watching everybody who was sitting in the ancient theater. I looked down and saw that same old Englishmen grab a piece of paper and crumble it in the very center of the circle. It showed how the amplitude got supported by the form of the theater as we heard it all the way up again.

One of our guides then suddenly proposed for someone to go down and sing a song or perform a poem so we could hear it and test the acoustics. I found it unnecessary since we had already noticed it. But still, I was settled comfortable so I wouldn't protest. I then heard Yukimura talk to Fuji who sat a row below me and saw the latter always shaking his head. The guides were still loudly asking for a volunteer so I couldn't hear what the two were talking about. I also wasn't one for breaching the privacy of others, so I decided to focus on something else, instead of on the beautiful male.

"Come on, Fuji. You sing amazing and you love to do it." I then heard as his friend started talking louder. The others had heard as well as we all focused our eyes on the two bickering in front of us.

"Yes, but not in front of people." Fuji replied steadily.

"You sing in front of us." The slightly taller one argued.

"But that's different." I saw Oishi looking to me with wonder in his eyes and I just shrugged, replying to his unspoken question that I also didn't know where this was going.

Jirou and the red head joined in on convincing Fuji to go and volunteer to sing. They all energetically talked him into it but he still didn't seem to really want it. I wondered how he would sound like as I found his voice melodious and soft . But singing was still something different than just talking. Atobe soon went along with it as well and even some of the other people in our group started to ask him to sing even though they didn't even know him. I wisely stayed silent as did Sanada. Oishi being the considerate one started saying to leave Fuji alone if he really didn't want to perform or felt uncomfortable with it.

In the end Fuji got convinced, or bored of this commotion, and stood up, saying 'fine'. Eiji and Jirou happily clapped their hands as their friend finally gave in. He looked to me for a second with what seemed to be a nervous smile and I quickly shot him an encouraging glance back.

He started walking back down the stairs and my eyes unconsciously slid down along with him, keeping him straight in my line of vision. I then noticed his hips shaking from walking down the stairs and my eyes even dropped lower to keep them there. I was constantly watching Fuji's butt and even though I knew somewhere in the back of my mind that this was inappropriate, my hormones won a I didn't have any intention to stop looking.

I used to love watching my boyfriends once in a while since they were attractive and as much as the inner counts most, the eyes still want something as well. But this was on a whole new level. It almost felt like I just had to look at him. I swallowed as he came past the last step and turned around so my eyes were then locked on his crotch. I quickly looked back up, composing myself as my mind kicked back in and I berated myself for my behavior.

I noticed Fuji still standing there as he waited for some weird lady who was reciting a poem to leave the center. I just hoped that I would be able to hear everything clearly, otherwise I might go down a few steps to hear him better. That would get me some weird looks from my friends but I just hoped that maybe Eiji or Yukimura would do the same then. So it wouldn't look too suspicious.

Sanada was watching me with a grin on his lips as Oishi was pointedly staring at nothing in particular with a barely there blush. I frowned and Sanada answered my silent question with one of his own.

"So,... does he have a nice ass?" he asked as his grin grew wider and this knowing look was in his eyes. I heard Atobe chuckle next to me, alerting me that he too had seen it. I decided to ignore them and their attention, luckily, focused back on Fuji when cheering started next to us.

The rest of the group was clapping their hands as Fuji went to the circle in the middle as the woman left. It was silent, even the English tourists kept quiet as Fuji pulled all the attention to him. Only some people who arrived were talking, but not really loud so it would give no problem.

Fuji then opened his mouth, breathed in and then let it back out as his soft voice filled the theater.

"Look inside…, everything you need is inside. And you'll find…, all you need to know is inside. It doesn't matter what other people say, no right or wrong, life goes on."

My mouth dropped open as I heard him sing, I did quickly compose myself before the others saw. I was immediately sold to his voice. I had trouble from hearing the lyrics and not just focus on the sound. Somewhere in the back if my mind I noticed that the song was English and not Japanese. I didn't know why he did that, maybe it was for the other people that were starting to listen intently as well. But I didn't know the song, I had never heard it and I found it just…beautiful.

Oishi apparently wondered as well since he asked during Fuji's singing which song it was and Eiji answered that it was a song Fuji had made himself. I shut them all out as I heard Oishi gasp in surprise and Atobe commenting on it. I just listened to that enchanting voice that pulled me to him. I couldn't take my eyes off of him as I noticed his serene expression a soft contented smile on his lips and his eyes, like always, closed. I noticed the noise around me stop and 6 pair of eyes on me, but I didn't react and just kept openly staring.

As the song seemed to come to its end, everyone at the theater was listening and only his voice was heard. This was something entirely else than some woman telling a poem or the crumpling of paper. And I was glad that his friends had been able to convince him. Fuji seemed to enjoy himself as his body swayed to music only he could hear as it accompanied him with singing.

"You don't have to cry, there's no reason why, just look at the sky and carry on, you got to believe, believe in you, carry on."

The song ended as his voice softly died down. He then looked up and smiled brightly, letting us all know he had truly enjoyed himself. I couldn't help but smile a very small smile in return at the happiness on his face. We started to clap after a couple seconds of utter silence and the rest of the theater followed our example. As the commotion died down a little, our guides told us to go down as well so we could pay a quick visit to the little accompanying museum.

Once we got down the theater, Fuji stood at the side talking to a group of guys who seemed to belong to the English tourists. They certainly spoke English, but Fuji seemed to be very capable to communicate in the language. Once we were close enough, I could hear the group congratulate Fuji for his singing. I had no problem with that and most of them seemed friendly enough. There were just two guys who stood, to my opinion, a bit too close to the smaller one.

They started talking some more and we waited for them to finish. Fuji answered fluently a I followed the conversation as well. Eiji on the other hand looked confused. He asked Oishi what they were talking about and he answered with some help of Yukimura that they were talking about Fuji's singing and now asking where he was from and such.

One of the guys who stood too close to Fuji, laid a hand on his shoulder. I narrowed my eyes, wanting that guy to pull his hand away. Atobe then decided to say something as he must have seen my reaction: "You're jeaolous. I can't believe it. You were always a bit possessive of your boyfriends. But you know him for what, two days? And you're already starting to act that way."

I knew full well that what I was feeling was jealousy, but that didn't mean that he could rub it in my face. I was stunned myself at all my reactions. I sometimes acted like I normally would around my friends of a year or more. Even Atobe, Sanada and Oishi had to wait long before they saw other reactions from me, besides my stoic expression. I ignored Atobe and was glad for having a decent excuse when I saw that guys hand moving down Fuji's back to a place where it certainly didn't belong.

The singer looked like he was uncomfortable, but seemed reluctant to pull away since there were so much people around him and the guy actually still hadn't done anything.

"Fuji, come on. The group is waiting for us. We need to go." I told in Japanese as the guys looked confused to us. One of the guys asked Fuji what I had told and I repeated myself in English. I told them that we had to visit the museum and then leave with the bus again. We didn't have time anymore to chit chat. Fuji excused himself as he walked to me. He smiled to me like he was saying 'thank you for getting me out'. I had started talking at the right time since the guy's hand stopped right before it reached Fuji's behind.

We walked away, with the two of us leading the way, following the rest of the group that were already ahead of us. I then heard a loud "what?" from behind me and resisted the urge to sigh. I had heard Sanada's voice and I knew he was walking next to Atobe, so I did the math and knew that the elite had told the taller man of my jealousy.

I once again ignored them, which I seemed to do a lot lately and decided to congratulate Fuji for his singing.

"You sung beautifully. I enjoyed listening."

Fuji looked perplexed to me before another big smile came on his lips. "Thank you." He responded.

"Hn." I replied trying not to stare too long to his beautiful face.

"You know…" came the spoiled voice from behind me and I already dreaded what he would say. I was thinking of taking my box of pills with me tomorrow for headaches I would get on the boat ride and regretted not bringing them now with me for I knew a headache was on its way if Atobe decided to keep talking.

"Tezuka can also sing very well." And there we had it.

"You can, nya?" Eiji suddenly asked as he ran in front of me and kept walking backwards so he could face us. How he managed to not walk into someone or a tree was a mystery to everyone of us. There was no point in denying it anyway so I replied with my one syllable answer: "Ah."

"Ne, then why didn't you sing with Fujiko?" the red head now asked.

"I don't want the attention. Besides Fuji sings better."

"Tsk tsk, always so modest. Fuji merely has another sort of voice. Yours is, no offence Fuji, more manlier. Ore-sama has heard you sing and thinks it's great."

"And If Ore-sama thinks it's great, it surely is." Sanada added teasingly and I saw Oishi hold in his chuckle as Atobe frowned.

"Will you sing for us?" Jirou asked as he started walking next to Sanada as well, having been abandoned by Eiji.

"I'd rather not." I said and when Atobe was about to say something again to insist on me singing, the guide told us to be quiet as we entered the museum.

This luckily dropped the subject. I saw Fuji looking to me for a moment and noticed that he hadn't said anything yet. He just smiled contently as he started to look around the small building.

The museum was hardly anything. It was in and out in about five minutes if not less. We then returned to the bus. Jirou immediately fell asleep the moment he sat down and the bus left for the trip back to Kalamaki. We sat in the same way as this morning and the conversations we held were kept normal this time.

FUJI'S POV

We were all glad that we could get off the bus again. It was around five o'clock and dinner would only be at eight. So we got around three hours to kill before we could eat. We all decided to rest a bit in our rooms. We split up into our two groups of four as we walked past the other's their room and we then went further to ours.

I was bored as I sat on my bed and thought of the day that had gone by. It had been a very pleasant day and I had enjoyed the singing. I really liked that I could spend my time with Tezuka and having him complement me for my singing had made me really happy as well. Tezuka also saved me in a kind of way, when I was with those English guys. I didn't trust the two closest to me and I had to admit that I was a bit scared of their reaction if I let them know of my discomfort.

After some minutes I came up with a thought about going to the sea and swim a little. I asked the other three and Eiji along with Jirou were instantly game. Yuki wasn't really up for the swimming, but decided to come along any way. He would just stay on the beach and read something. I then asked if it was okay to invite the other four and they all replied that it was no problem.

I quickly changed, not bothering to use the bathroom for it, my friends had seen me naked already on more occasions, so I didn't mind. I then grabbed my towel and told the others to go ahead once they were ready.

I went back to Tezuka's room and knocked waiting for someone to open the door. Seconds later Atobe stood in the door opening smirking at me as he eyed me up and down. As I was about to open my mouth to state the reason of my visit, Atobe spoke up first; "Tezuka, Fuji is here to see you."

I looked surprised to the elite before I heard some moving and a "what?" followed by Oishi repeating what Atobe had said.

"Actually, I'm here to ask if you guys wanted to come to the beach. You don't have to swim, since Yuki won't be either. He just brought a book to the beach." As I said this, Tezuka came into view and he too eyed me up and down as his eyes raked over my bare chest. I liked the attention I got from him just a 'bit' more than from Atobe. I was wearing my blue swimming trunks and I hoped Tezuka would come as well. This way I had a chance to see him in his swimming shorts only as well. And I certainly wanted to see that since I was very curious as to how he looked under that shirt.

"I'll come." Tezuka said as I smiled at him.

"Ore-sama will come as well. Oishi? Sanada? What about you guys?" He asked as he pointed his attention inside.

"Sure. I wouldn't mind swimming. Though we'll have to look out for jellyfish. The guides told us there might be some. " Oishi told us with a slight worried tone in his voice. I laughed softly at hearing him say this and seeing Atobe rolling his eyes.

Sanada then answered as well: "I'm not sure…"

"Just come, bring something to do if you don't want to swim. Besides I'm sure Yukimura can keep you busy." Tezuka surprisingly replied. But it seemed to convince him for the other stoic man replied with an okay.

"You can come in while we change." Tezuka suggested.

I quickly replied: "Ah, no need. The others are already at the beach. So I'll just go to them. See you all there." I said happily as I went off in the direction of the terrace. We could reach the beach from a small stairs that was there and I then searched for my friends.

So another chapter down. I hope to make you wait less. But I don't think that's possible. I'll be going to university next Monday(so excited) and then I won't have my own laptop yet, since I still need to get one. I don't know when I'll have one, or when I'll be able to borrow my sister's.

So just look forward to it and I'll do my best to find some time.

Ja ne, and please review. ^^