Disclaimer: I can see you reading this...kekekeke. No, I don't have a Jagan Eye.
Notes: Let's leave Saeki for a while. I decided to focus this 8th Game on Fuji and Tezuka. -goes back to hugging Saeki- Don't forget to drop by your reviews so that I will always be inspired to write more often than usual. I got the idea of this 3sets somewhere from this site.
Set 32
The air conditioner on class 3-A's room broke quite magnificently one afternoon due to some faulty wiring.
Tezuka's class is forced to endure the rest of the day with the scorching heat caressing their skin. The boys managed to open all of the windows to let the cool breeze enter the classroom.
Many of the boys were given permission to remove their overcoat. It was hot after all.
One of the guys who removed their coat was Fuji.
Fuji couldn't stand the heat anyway. It was better than nothing.
Tezuka looked at him sideways and starts to fan himself.
Fuji's head was thrown back, his face showed slight annoyance from the heat but it gradually changed to contentment as Fuji found a thick paper to fan himself with.
Tezuka swore he heard Fuji moaned.
Fuji's hand traveled up and down the length of his upper body in an attempt to wipe his sweat off.
Tezuka fanned himself harder.
To his horror, Fuji chose that moment to look at him.
Catching Tezuka's eye, Fuji winked and licked his lips maliciously.
Tezuka turned his head abruptly cursing fate for destroying the air conditioner.
Set 33
Tezuka's glasses were old. He had worn the exact pair ever since junior high school.
It wasn't because Tezuka couldn't afford to buy a new one. It's just that he's careful at handling his belongings.
So it was a wonder that one day, when a screw popped out.
"Tezuka what are you doing?" Fuji asked as he found Tezuka bending down on his chair particularly looking at the floor.
"Nothing, just looking for a loose screw,"
Fuji looked thoughtful.
"You mean that small black thing that looks like dirt? I swept it up during break time,"
Tezuka looked at him, looking flabbergasted.
Set 34
The Japanese history class had been announced to be self study that afternoon.
Fuji was bored to death.
He walked over Inui's desk and borrowed something to read.
Tezuka couldn't help but notice Fuji's amused face as he flipped through the first pages of what appears to be a comic book.
"What is that?" Tezuka couldn't help but ask.
"Doujinshi," Fuji replied as if it was an explanation itself. He then handed it to Tezuka.
The story involves two male protagonists, Fuuji and Tetzuka who's currently experiencing a problem. Tetzuka who was going to Gemany for health rehabilitation is having a hard time leaving Fuuji behind. Tetzuka doesn't even know if he'll be back in Japan and Fuuji is torn between encouraging and stopping Tetzuka from leaving.
The doujinshi ended with a cliffhanger.
"Ne, if you were Tetzuka would you leave Fuuji behind?" Fuji asked the bespectacled boy after closing the doujinshi. Tezuka remained silent for a moment.
"No," Tezuka replied, sure of what he answered. Fuji looked at him half-surprised, half-curious.
Tezuka continued, "I'd rather die than leave him behind,"
