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Please, read and review the next chapter. Well, it became too long and I had to make two parts. Sorry ) But, well, I'm going to post the next part very soon!
By the way, it's not far from the end! XD Thanks)))
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Chapter 7. Part 1.
Middle high, before the Nationals…
That day Oishi found out the loss of Eiji's and Momoshiro's uniform shirts and he was in panic, while both boys were calmly observing the courts. They could play without that piece of clothes. Ahem, they could play in some other shirts, for example. Anyway, Oishi was in panic, Kawamura tried to help him, because he always tried to help everyone. Kaidoh hissed and said that Momoshiro deserved it, playing without a shirt he meant. Inui collected data, looking at his teammates. His eyeglasses glinted dangerously, when Fuji came to him and whispered something into his ear. All the regulars shivered, when they saw those two together.
Echizen coughed and said aloud to enlighten the atmosphere.
"Ne, Fuji-senpai, it's rude to whisper while we all here to see!"
"Really?" Fuji smiled at the tennis prodigy. Echizen pulled his cap down, muttering something. "Well, I offered Inui an experiment. Why don't we all play without our shirts! It will give lots of data!" Fuji's smile widened, as he saw the faces of his friends.
"It's not permitted, senpai," Kaidoh commented blushing.
"Saa, that's a shame. Though… playing without shorts would give more data! Ne, Inui?" Fuji was enjoying the view of dropped jaws, while Inui nodded supporting the genius player.
"Che…" Echizen turned away and went to the court.
"What are you doing?" strict low voice asked suddenly. All the regulars gazed at the figure standing at the gates leading to the courts.
"Yada, buchou!" Eiji whispered hiding behind Oishi's back.
"Ne, Tezuka, we were discussing the possibly of playing without shorts and how useful it could be!" Fuji replied dreamily. His lips covered with a grin of pleasure when the captain's brow twitched.
"Fuji!!"
"Senpai!!"
There were screams from different parts of the court. Oishi's forehead covered with cold sweat and he once again decided to talk to Fuji before that guy would make them all suffer from Tezuka's anger. He would explain to him that he was the one who saw that boy angry and he really didn't want anyone else to experience it.
"It was shirts, only shirts, Tezuka!" Oishi corrected Fuji's mistake, laughing nervously. Tezuka's glasses glinted in the sun and Inui smiled, writing something into his note book.
"Twenty laps around the courts, now!" the captain commanded. "Everyone!"
"Everyone?" Eiji asked sadly.
"Thirty!"
"HAI!" all the team members sprinted towards the courts gates and started running at once.
Fuji was still smiling cheerfully, looking at Tezuka.
"Don't you like the idea, buchou?" he teased the other guy, not caring about the order. "Shirtless Tezuka Kunimitsu would gather lots of fans!"
"Fuji," the taller player breathed out warningly.
"Hai, hai, I'm already running!"
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Later that afternoon the shirts were still not found (they were stolen by fangirls, probably), but nobody remembered about it. Except for Oishi, of course.
Most of the regulars were already gone, since they didn't want to suffer from Fuji's jokes and captain's punishment anymore. But some of team members were late and they were changing in the clubroom.
"My brother told to the family that he's in love with a man"
"Wah, and what did they say, Ikeda?" junior Tennis Team members asked impatiently.
"They're in shock, of course!" Ikeda exclaimed, while the others just nodded.
"Nani, nani?" Kikumaru bounced to the place of chatting. He was waiting for Oishi, since the latter promised to treat him for an ice-cream. Okay, Eiji just convinced him to do it, because, in fact, he ran out of money.
"Don't be too loud, please, Kikumaru-senpai!" Ikeda whispered, trying to calm down his senpai.
Suddenly Fuji came from the shower and everybody looked at him in panic.
"Oh, it's only you, Fujiko-chan!" Eiji exhaled loudly, seeing his friend.
"What's wrong with me?" Fuji smiled, coming to his locker.
"Nothing!" Kikumaru shook his head. "Fuji, we were talking about love between men. What do you think about it?" he asked seriously, because… well, he had a reason, but it was a secret.
"Hm, I have nothing against it," Fuji said, while changing into his school uniform, intending to go home.
"So, you would be able to kiss a man?" Eiji was quite persistent that day.
"Sure, I see nothing difficult in that!" the brown-haired guy nodded to himself.
"And you'll be fine dating a man?"
"Why are you asking, Eiji?" Fuji looked at him unexpectedly with his opened blue eyes. He felt a little bit uneasy about it. Or it was annoying to tell the truth. He sighed. "If I would ever fall in love with a man, then…" he shrugged indifferently. "It can't be helped. Though I highly doubt it! I've never felt that way and girls are much more amusing."
"Is that so?" the acrobatic player mumbled quietly as if he was frustrated.
"Anyway, thinking logically, this relationship would never cause any good results. The family will be defective. Two men can't have children, they are not emotionally bounded." His speech was so serious, that everybody listened to him calmly. He was talking like an adult. During these moments anyone would say he was a genius.
"They can adopt a child!" Kikumaru still didn't give up.
"Sure, but I'd like to experience everything by myself. And I'm not really interested in men," Fuji smiled finally, showing that the conversation was over.
Instantly the door to the clubroom opened and His stoic Excellency entered inside. He calmly observed everyone, before heading to his locker.
"Tezuka, I can wait for you and we'll go together," Fuji said, watching the quiet boy.
"Thank you, but I still need to do some things. Go ahead," his voice sounded not cold, but indifferent.
"Saa, I told you I can wait," Fuji insisted. There was no particular reason why, he was just being stubborn.
"No need, actually, I'm not going home today," Tezuka looked at him seriously.
"Sou ka," the blue-eyed boy shrugged, nothing could change his good mood. The joke he played at practice was still making him laugh inside. "See you, then! Ja!" he waved to everybody and exited the room.
Other team members stopped chatting and left rapidly, excusing themselves. Kikumaru bit his lip, but then smiled and proceeded to change. Sometimes he wondered if Fuji could be called genius…
"He's really dump sometimes…" he whispered to himself.
"Hn?" Tezuka turned his head to look at the redhead. Eiji blinked, but then a thought crossed his mind.
"Fuji, he sees nothing."
"What should he see?" captain's brow twitched. He knew how sharp Kikumaru's eyes were. The always easy-going and playful big child of Seigaku was not stupid at all. There were few people who could fool him. Tezuka didn't belong to those few. And he tried to keep his distance.
"That you fell for him!" Eiji winked, he was quite excited about the fact. "It's not obvious! Even Oishi is unaware, but Fuji… always by your side, always following you, supporting you, catching your every breath, he's still blind!" There was no smile on red-head's face. It seemed he was frustrated.
"There's no love between men, Kikumaru." Tezuka stated, averting his eyes and returning to his packing.
"For sure, love is something that's inside our souls. Souls are searching for each other. All the time. But who knows what body was given to your soul mate." Eiji nodded to himself, before exiting the room. He still had to find Oishi somewhere in school.
Tezuka sighed and took off his spectacles, accurately wiping them. He was not a thinker. He was a man of actions and decisions. The decision was already made.
"To experience everything by myself? It might be good."
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a/n: So, do you like it? I hope it was somehow fun! Well, I tried my best))) I'm not good at humor! XD
Oishi will talk to Fuji in the next part! Promise, promise! )
Thank you for reading!
