Away from the Sun

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CHAPTER TEN

"Laughter is the celebration to prove our failings, the recognition that we are not Gods, we are human."

Tezuka looked at the photo, the frown on his face deepening.

"Mana…I….I miss you more than ever." He said quietly, his features softening as his fingers ran over the smooth surface of the photo gently.

Fuji, on the other end of the room, heard every single word.

Presently, Tezuka got up, slipping the picture into what Fuji knew was one of Tezuka's favorite books.

After the door closed, he opened the book, looking for the picture.

A pretty girl with long black hair and pretty green eyes was smiling at him, her arm slung over Tezuka's shoulder.

Fuji slammed the book shut.

His closed eyes revealed no emotion, but his actions made his feelings clear. He took a deep breath and stormed back to his bed, annoyed. Kicking off his shoes, he rested his chin on his knees and thought about the situation for a minute.

It was the worst minute of his life.

x

Taka sat in the dining room, reading the newspaper. He did not fail to notice a very uncharacteristic Fuji walk past him, his mouth moving silently.

"Fujiko?"

He paused; Taka saw in the brief second Fuji took to turn to face him his smile being forced back on.

"Yes?"

"Is something wrong?"

Fuji shook his head, revealing nothing. "No, I'm fine. Why?"

Taka frowned. "No reason, I was just worried."

Fuji smiled genuinely. "That's sweet of you, Taka. I'll tell you if I need anything, okay? And you do the same."

Taka nodded, watching the tensai walk out the front door.

However, he had only just disappeared when he reappeared again, a letter in his hand.

"This was outside for you." Fuji said, giving him the letter.

Taka looked at the sender's address. He recognized it immediately, of course, it was his own home, back in Japan. It was from his father.

He tore the letter open and read it quickly.

It was short and straight to the point. He re-read it several times, not moving.

"Taka? Is everything okay? What does it say?"

"'Please come back to Japan immediately. I cannot tell you why through this letter, but do not worry, it is not anything serious.'" He read.

Fuji walked over to him and gently took the letter and read it for himself.

"I have to go." Taka said, looking at Fuji. "I'm sorry."

"No, it's alright. I'm sure your father has a good reason for this." Fuji replied, patting the boy on the arm. "Go pack, I'll tell the others for you."

Taka thanked him and ran off to his bedroom.

Fuji put the letter he was still holding on the table.

Taka headed to the bedroom, completely oblivious to the fact that he was being watched.

That everyone was being watched.

x

"Hey, why don't we like gossip and talk about cute boys?"

"No way, Eiji-senpai! That's what girls do at sleepovers."

"I have no problem with that." A hyper voice said from the other side of the room. Jiroh crawled over in the dark. "Let's talk about cute boys!"

"Why don't we play truth or dare?" Fuji asked.

"I don't dare to, not with you and Inui around!"

"We're innocent." Fuji said, very un-innocently.

"Truth and you have to tell us what's really going on between you and Oishi." Inui said, his glasses lens glinting.

"What?" Eiji stuttered, immediately turning a bright red.

Oishi, not liking the way things were starting to turn out, quickly cut in.

"Why don't we just have nice innocent talks?"

"About cute boys?" Jiroh asked perkily.

"No! Not…not about cute boys." Oishi said, turning red in suit.

Momo laughed. 'How about girls? I heard Jessica Alba likes Japanese guys."

"In your dreams." Gakuto snorted. "She's never going to go for you anyway."

"Let's talk about Bambi." Eiji said, bouncing up and down on the bed.

"Bambi?" Oishi rubbed the back of his head. "Not everyone's a Disney fan like you, Eiji."

"Are you kidding? Everyone's watched the Disney movies!" Momo interrupted. "Remember the part where Thumper and Bambi where playing on the ice?"

Gakuto cleared his throat loudly. "Childish-"-cough-"Childish, childish!"

Oishi glanced at Inui and Fuji, who were both poring over Inui's notebook. Fuji looked up and smiled at Oishi.

"Hey, uh, guys, I've got a better idea. Why don't we just do exactly what the word 'sleepover' indicates? Sleep?" he asked.

"Oishi, nya! You're not fun at all!" Eiji protested.

"Hey, I mean, look-"

"This is the song that never ends, yes, it goes on and on my friends, some people started singing it not knowing what it was, and they'll continue singing it just because this is the song that never ends….."

Eiji spun around. He hated that song. Once in his youth he had to endure seven straight hours of it while stuck in a lift with a sadistic old man. "Momo nya, shut up!"

"I didn't say anything!"

"Fuji, then!"

"What? That wasn't me!" Fuji said, albeit looking extremely pleased by something or other.

"Who the hell is singing then?" he demanded.

"…yes it goes on and on my friends, some people started singing it not knowing…"

"Gakuto!"

"It's not me, alright?"

"Then who, hey, this song is kinda catchy- this is the song that never ends…."

Oishi covered his face with the pillow.

It was going to be a long night.

Tbc…..

Sorry if this isn't as good as the rest, but surely you notice that some plot is slowly beginning to form, right? I'm slowly killing the original plan though. So shoot me.

Oh well. Thanks for reading! Please review if you can! Thank you!