Date: October 13, 2011
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Chapter 6
"So I take it that you're not planning on breaking up with Fuji anytime soon."
"What makes you say that?" Atobe Keigo paused in step, as he took a second to let his navy haired teammate's words sink in, because he was almost entirely pretty sure he was going to break up with Fuji sometime soon... Eventually.
"Isn't Fuji right over there sitting on that couch?" Oshitari pointed out while returning the short waves of greeting from Seigaku's tensai plus one cute redhead (not the one that he's currently dating).
"Where else is he supposed to sit?" Atobe arched a brow.
"... Obviously. But didn't you say you were going to break up with him yesterday?" Oshitari recalled, as they continued to cross through the tennis courts to where a few of the club's regulars were warming up for practice.
"Yes." Atobe nodded.
"Yes?" Oshitari prodded.
"I know that I'm very good looking, but staring isn't very polite." Atobe enlightened.
"I'm not-" Oshitari let out a long sigh, "Forget it. Back on topic. Didn't you say you were going to break up with him yesterday?"
"Yes." Atobe nodded again.
"Yes and?" Oshitari was really trying.
"Would you like to take a picture? I'm very photogenic, after all it's not in my genes to take a bad picture, although mere photographs hold nothing to the real thing. Don't you agree?" Atobe offered. Because despite what Oshitari says, he is a good friend and he always does his best to share the wealth.
"What happened yesterday?" Oshitari reworded his question.
"Yesterday?" Atobe repeated as he tried to recall some of the more memorable moments of the past day, "Kabaji told me this really funny joke that he heard from that team we played last week."
"Rokkaku?" Oshitari asked.
"Yes, that's the one." Atobe remembered.
"They're not that funny. Trust me." Oshitari replied.
"Listen to this one: What did the triangle say to the circle?" Atobe began.
"It's really not at all funny." Oshitari repeated.
"You're so pointless." Atobe concluded.
"... Yesterday you ended practice early so you could go over to Seishun Gakuen."
"Why aren't you laughing?" Because it really was a funny joke... or more specifically a very humorous and clever play on words.
"You texted me saying that you're going to break up with Fuji. And as a newly broken up couple, I just find it really strange to find Fuji sitting over there blowing kisses at you every time you look over." Oshitari just had to mention.
"I didn't break up with him yet." Atobe shrugged.
"And why not this time?" Oshitari crossed his arms.
"Because none of your business." Atobe retorted, as they joined the rest of the regulars.
"What's whose business?" The red head on their team wondered aloud.
"Atobe didn't break up with Fuji yet." Oshitari grumbled... and opened his big fat mouth, because he only told Oshitari and confided in him about this whole tennis-distraction-by-dating-ex-boyfriend-Fuji plan because it was seriously getting (tennis) complicated and he would have liked some good advice (on tennis) although Oshitari was never able to provide him any (because he was a terrible tennis player), and he would have liked it if everything remained on the down low... although... He should have known Oshitari would blabber. He always does.
"Ha! Look at your face. Don't worry, Oshitari told us all about the whole Fuji-tennis-Tezuka love triangle." Shishidou was smirking.
Yes, Oshitari the known gossip queen.
Well, it wasn't like he didn't have any dirt on his navy haired teammate.
"Oshitari watches My Little Pony."
"... We all do." Shishidou arched a brow.
Atobe frowned, "Really?"
"It's a pretty good show." Mukahi nodded.
"Usu."
"I've seen a few. It's enjoyable." Ohtori offered a sympathetic smile.
"Don't wake Jirou up. He'll just go on and on about Ponyville." Shishidou smiled dotingly.
"See? Friendship is magic." Oshitari smirked.
"Well friends don't tell people what I tell you in confidence." Atobe retorted, offering Oshitari his best glare.
"... I think this is the first time you ever called me your friend." Oshitari pointed out with a strange expression covering his face.
"Yea, and this is the first time you've ever referred to us as... people." Mukahi added mockingly.
"Seriously, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said anything, but they were asking and I just couldn't help myself." Oshitari confessed.
"Asking what?" He was now genuinely angry. Although, he usually didn't mind it if people spoke behind his back (because there was only just so much praise he could take by the front), it just felt a little different this time.
"Well, you all of a sudden dating Seigaku's Fuji was a little fishy from the get go. It was just strange because you've never had a relationship last more than two days. You were also seriously lame like something out of a Korean love drama, not that I watch those dramas religiously but you know how Oshitari makes us watch things. And the biggest clue was that you didn't fuck him in any way after the first 12 hours." Shishidou listed.
"How do you know that?" Atobe questioned, officially offended.
"For one, Fuji doesn't have that look of shame and regret on his face." Shishidou shrugged.
"Oh Ryou-senpai... That's being a little mean." Ohtori tried to lessen the impeding conflict.
And even though he would have loved to point out that the shame and regret thing was complete bogus, because he's been told numerous times by various people that he was indeed a god under the sheets... or club house, class room, his car, restrooms, billiard's room, the den... regardless, he was damn good. But truth be told, everything else Shishidou said was true... although worded in a rude and disgusting manner that made it all sound worse than it actually was.
"Hi."
Atobe blinked, as Fuji seemed to have magically appeared in front of him. Or glancing around, it appears as if he walked across the tennis courts towards where Fuji was sitting and watching the team... That made more sense.
"Hello." He replied rather awkwardly as he sat next to the brunet.
"Are you okay?" Fuji wondered.
"Why wouldn't I be?" He arched a brow and hoped that Oshitari didn't open his big fat fucking mouth to Fuji as well.
"It looked as if you had an argument with your team." Fuji pointed out.
"Unya..." Fuji's friend chirped, "I'm going to go over and talk to Jirou. Call me over when you're both done talking or whatever."
... Watching the redhead (not the one that got on his nerves) leave, now would be a really good time to... Because sure, technically Fuji had served his original purpose of shoo-shooing Tezuka off the tennis courts. Yes, if he really thought about it... today or anytime really would be a good time to... Hm... But maybe next week? They were after all having a team outing this weekend and he was in no way looking forward to spending the entire time with his team. That would just ruin his weekend. Then there was that movie that they both wanted to see... Besides, for the meantime, Fuji was convenient to have around. It didn't make sense to throw away something that was convenient.
"Are you busy today?" He questioned, leaning back into the couch.
"A little. Why?" Fuji wondered.
"The weather's nice, if you want to come sailing." Atobe recommended.
"I don't think today would be a good day. I made plans with Eiji." Fuji explained.
"Oh." He was a little disappointed, but it was no big deal. Fuji was with him now, right?
"... Keigo?"
"Hm?"
"What are you doing?"
He took a moment to glance down at Seigaku's tensai... Hm... Nothing out of the ordinary. And he still couldn't come up with anything after a minute had gone by... Maybe Oshitari would know what Fuji's talking about in this context... Oh right. Maybe he should talk to Jirou instead? He would definitely keep quiet.
"Keigo. You're on top of me." Fuji pointed out.
He arched a brow, still not quite getting it.
"You unzipped my pants." Fuji added.
Now frowning, it would help if Fuji elaborated.
"You unzipped your own pants." Fuji continued.
... Still not getting it.
"Even though I just love our public displays of affection and those little kisses you do... Yes, like that one. I'm not going to have sex with you in the middle of the Hyotei tennis courts with your two hundred plus members watching." Fuji informed while zipping his pants back on and promptly shoving the Hyotei captain off him, "It's Shishidou right? He said something to you didn't he?"
Wait... Was Shishidou also a gossiper?
"He asked me the other day if we did the woo hoo." Fuji explained.
"Woo hoo?" This was the first time he was hearing this term. He would have to consult his dictionary at a later time.
"... Sex." Fuji reworded.
"Why would woo hoo be in any form a synonym for sex?" Atobe wondered.
"It just is." Fuji replied with an amused smile.
"Would you rather woo hoo somewhere more private?" Atobe questioned, and he immediately regretted using this new word. It just wasn't quite of a turn on.
"... I have to leave soon." Fuji reminded.
"Oh right." He nodded, "Well, I don't feel like returning to practice. So if you and Kikumaru need a ride-"
"It's a bit out of the way. We're just visiting Tezuka." Fuji shrugged.
"Ew."
"Excuse me?" Fuji blinked.
"I didn't say anything." He covered.
"Oh... Well, Tezuka just had surgery on his arm yesterday and he stayed overnight just for observation. Oishi said that it was a total success, which is great... But that means he'll be leaving for Germany for rehabilitation. Apparently, they have a really good sports rehabilitation centre there." Fuji elaborated.
"Germany's a nice place." He shrugged.
"I sure hope so... It's pretty far though, so he might not make it back in time for Nationals." Fuji explained.
"Shame." He sighed, feeling oddly guilty. Although, Tezuka wasn't the first person he injured on the courts who proceeded to leave to another country. But, Tezuka was the first person he actually considered as... Oshitari would love this one... his tennis rival. Maybe he really was in love with Seigaku's Tezuka Kunimitsu. Or... no. That wasn't the case. It was all clear to him now...
"Maybe." Fuji hummed, "Although, I can't really blame him for wanting to leave. Tennis is really important to him and if he needs to go through surgery and rehabilitation somewhere far away just to get back into perfect condition, I just can't hold that against him."
... That's right... It was all about Tezuka from the beginning... and the tennis. He was in love with Tezuka Zone, the whole play style that Tezuka adopted. Although standing in one spot throughout the entire match was just lazy and bad showmanship. Nothing as formidable as his Rondo, Tannhauser Serve that didn't bounce or Higuma Ot-... Hm... He had to admit that he did draw some tennis inspiration from the petite brunet sitting next to him. But wait... Yes. It was really all about the tennis. But just not Tezuka's tennis... Maybe...
"Tezuka's the kind of guy who'll put all his effort into something, he worked really hard to get to the point he's at today. I can't blame him. And you see, he just really loves everything there is about tennis. He's just so natural whenever he's holding a tennis racquet and the courts really are his home. Tennis really defines him, and I'm beginning to understand that. So, I don't think I should be mad at him for choosing tennis as his number one priority... right?" Fuji continued.
Then there was that indescribable helpless feeling again, like that time Tezuka's tennis racquet hit the pavement. And it wasn't like he was holding a tennis racquet at the moment, so he couldn't quite blame this on tennis. No. It stopped being about the tennis. It was almost as if...
"Shusuke?"
"Hm?"
"Let's break up."
To be continued.
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