Hey guys! This is chapter 4. Pls enjoy and don't forget to review! I would like to thank all my readers for the constant support especially tightpants, aviddaydreamer and tezufujilove. You guys really made me happy!

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The two boys stood, staring at each other in silence. Eiji had just told Fuji that their buchou might feel something for the tensai. It was Fuji who broke the silence first.

Fuji cleared his throat wanting to catch Eiji's attention. " Eiji … The truth is.." Fuji could not conjure up the right words to tell his best friend that he actually has feelings for Tezuka as well. He did not know how to tell the redhead that he was gay. Well, he's never been attracted to any guys before. Only Tezuka managed to make him feel this way. Maybe he was only gay for Tezuka he thought to himself.

"The truth is, I don't mind if Tezuka has feelings for me, in fact, I think I'm attracted to him too." Fuji finally mustered enough courage to tell the truth to his best friend. He said those words confidently although his heart was beating so fast that it actually might pop out of his chest. He does not want to sound uncertain to Eiji because his feelings for Tezuka was one hundred percent real.

Eiji stood staring at him with his mouth gaping open. "Fuji, this is not the time to joke around." Eiji had one of those serious expressions that he hardly showed to people.

Suddenly Fuji questioned whether his decision to tell the truth to Eiji was the right one. What if his best friend could not accept it and does not want to be friends with him anymore? But Fuji knew sooner or later Eiji would find out the truth so it was better if he heard it from him first. "Eiji, I'm not joking. I like Tezuka. Before this I was being selfish for not realizing his feeling towards me. He had been in total misery, trying to avoid me in every way, suppressing his desire…it is my fault for not understanding the situation. I should have known something was wrong when Tezuka started acting differently around me but I simply ignored it and kept crawling back to him. I am to be blamed Eiji." Fuji's head dropped to the ground. "Can you accept me for who I am Eiji?"

"Fuji…" Eiji muttered, his face filled with concern. He slowly digested each and every word that Fuji said. Slowly a smile was carved on his lips. "I don't care if you prefer guys over girls. You'll still be my best friend no matter what happens. So, Tezuka Kunimitsu huh? I never knew you would fall for someone as stoic as that." Eiji chuckled lightly. Fuji laughed along with Eiji. Truth is he never thought he would fall for Tezuka too but love is a strange thing and can make even the impossible be possible.

"Fuji, if you love Tezuka you should let him know. I will support any decision that you make as long as it makes you happy." Eiji had the most sincere smile Fuji had ever seen plastered on his face.

"Thank you Eiji, you don't know how much this means to me." Fuji was really glad that his best friend was able to accept this in a good way. But he sighed when he realized that not everyone is as kind hearted as Eiji and would accept his feelings for Tezuka. Well, everyone would just have to mind their own business because he was not about to throw away his feelings for Tezuka just for the sake of people who were not willing to accept them.

In a beautiful quaint house, there was a handsome, young man sitting on the mahogany queen-sized bed. He was wearing a v-neck, quarter sleeved white t-shirt with dark blue sweat pants. He had blanket covering his lower body. His usual rimless glasses was left at the bed stand. In the sitting position, he held both of his hand with the fingers intertwined on his laps. His dark brown hair was slightly messy but nevertheless that made him look more handsome than usual. In fact he looks extremely hot in that state. However, there was a deep frown covering his face. Tezuka was troubled.

His inner self was screaming madly at him. The incident that happened yesterday has really affected him. It had been troubling him from the moment Fuji left the room with fear clear on his eyes. He furrowed his eye brows. Fuji's hurt face kept replaying in his mind like a broken film. This made his heart wrench. He could never face Fuji after what had he done to him. He felt so stupid for not being able to control his desire. He could not believe he had actually hurt Fuji, sweet, beautiful Fuji who would never even harm a fly. Oh, how much he wish he could travel back in time to whack his stupid self back to his sense. He let a heavy sigh out before placing his arm on his forehead and leaned back on his bed.

Slowly he closed his eyes, trying to get rid of the guilt that will be haunting him throughout his life. From that moment, he realized what a terrible coward he was for not being able to confront Fuji and beg for his forgiveness. He simply could not face Fuji anymore. Never.