Author's Notes: I would like to dedicate this chapter to my dear beta-reader Zen Nat, for her endless patience and support and for not giving up on me even when I've been MIA forever. Thanks, Zen Nat, m'dear!

And thank you too to all of you who also haven't given up on me even though I update at a snail's pace. Thank you thank you and sorry sorry!!

Rating: …hmm, R-ish….?

Focus Extra: Tea with the Girls, Extra

"Ryoma, I think the yukata might be too small for me."

"Of course it is; it wasn't meant for you."

"But, it's too short, and a bit tight…."

"Don't worry about it. Here, the obi will help…why do they have to make these things so long?"

"Would you like me to do it?"

"Heh? You know how girls tie their obis?"

"Of course not. We have to do it the girls' way?"

"I guess we don't…wait a minute...let me think, Fuji-senpai…did it on the front…then moved it to the back…crap, it won't work. Too tight."

"The bow looked nice. Why don't you just tie it on the back to begin with?"

"Yeah…there. Close enough. Sit down, Tezuka."

"All right…you bought those?"

"Of course. You expect me to ask my mom or cousin if I could borrow their cosmetics?"

"N-no. We could have done without them."

"Hn. You wish."

"But…you only wore lipstick. Why do I have to put anything on my eyes?"

"Because. I wanna see how you look. And didn't you say you don't mind being a girl?"

"Erm…I didn't mean it quite this literally."

"Too late for that now, buchou. Now open your mouth a little…(brief silence)…what's with that look?"

"Hmm?"

"Your eyes were smiling."

"You can tell?"

"By now, I can practically read you like a book."

"Really? I'm glad." (kiss)

"Hey, you just got lipstick on my wrist."

"Sorry." (kiss)

"Stop that. What did I just say? Now take off your glasses and close your eyes."

"We can't just leave it like this?"

"No. Close your eyes…(brief silence)…there. No, don't open them yet. I still have this stuff."

"Uh…Ryoma, are you sure you know how to apply that?"

"I just use this like a comb for your lashes, right? Can't be that hard."

"…"

"Don't worry; I'm not gonna poke your eyes out. Now close…wait, why are there clumps on this…?"

"What?"

"The mascara's clumpy. Hand me a tissue. Okay. Close your eyes again."

"Where did you learn to do this?"

"On tv. Hmm…I don't think it's working for you."

"I think you wiped most of the ink off already."

"It had clumps in it. Here, let me try again…hn. I don't understand the purpose of mascara. Forget it."

"May I see myself now?"

"No, not yet. I still have these."

"Wh-why did you get so many of them?"

"I just felt like it. What?"

"Ryoma, there are…at least ten hair clips altogether. You're not going to use all of them, are you?"

"Why not?"

"That's a bit…excessive, don't you think? You only wore one bow."

"So?"

(Tezuka sighs) "I'm beginning to have second thoughts."

"Hmmph. At least you're not being gawked at by everyone within the Kantou region."

(Tezuka chuckles) "Not everyone was there."

"Close enough! Not to mention, there are still pictures of me floating around at school. Didn't I say no pictures?"

"We did make that quite clear."

"Obviously, that wasn't enough. (pause And don't think I don't know."

"Know?"

"You have one too, don't you?"

"One?"

"Or some, whatever. You're a bad liar, buchou. I know you have pictures of me from the stupid festival. Someone gave it to you, didn't they?"

(brief silence) "…how did you know?"

"Ha! You do have some!"

"I see. You're the liar."

"You're just too easy. Tell me, who gave them to you?"

"…I can't."

"Why not?"

"Sorry. I promised that person I wouldn't."

"Was it Fuji-senpai?"

(silence)

"It was Fuji-senpai, wasn't it? Figures."

"No, it actually was not, but that is all I will say."

"Then who?"

"Ryoma, I promised…."

"I know it's not Momo-senpai, he didn't have the chance. Inui-senpai? Was it Inui-senpai?"

"Ryoma…."

"Hmmph. I'll just ask them myself. Okay, I'm done." (pause)…(snort)…(stifled laughter)

"Stop laughing. Let me see….oh. (brief silence) This is…horrible."

(Ryoma continues to laugh) "I'd say. You look so ridiculous!"

"Wasn't that to be expected?"

"I know, but…(more laughter)…I didn't think you'd look this bad. You look worse than Momo-senpai and Kaidoh-senpai combined! You make one ugly girl."

"Thank you. And isn't that really your fault? This is your handiwork after all."

"Whatever. I could only do so much."

"Brat. All these clips look ridiculous."

"That's the least of your problems, buchou…(pause)…Actually, shouldn't you be glad you look awful? I hated it when people said I looked cute."

"That is true…(pause)…the yukata is really too short."

"Hmm? Actually, I think it's perfect."

"Perfect?...(chuckles)…am I a bowl of milk?"

"Eh?"

"That look on your face. You look like a cat eyeing a bowl of milk."

"Do not."

"Yes, you do. You're leering."

(Ryoma snorts) "Don't flatter yourself. You're looking in the mirror, right?"

"All right. Then I'll change."

"Haa? Already? Why?"

"Since you're obviously not interested, I might as well change."

"Hmmph. Now who's being a brat?"

"I don't know what you mean."

"Heeh, for that…I'm going to…where's my bag?"

"Hmm? By the door."

"Ah, there it is."

"What are you looking for?"

"This." (click)

"Wha—? Stop. No pictures."

"That's what you get. Move your hand."

"No."

"Tezuka. Move your hand."

"Give me your phone."

"No."

"Then no."

"Hey, you have pictures of me."

"I didn't take them."

"But you have them, so now I should have some of you as well."

"I'm changing."

"No! Tezuka, stop!"

"I refuse."

"Che, you're no fun. (pause)Hey, if you don't stop, I'm going to send this to the senpais."

"You will not."

"Are you daring me?"

"I am threatening you."

"Heeh, with what?"

"Echizen, give me your phone."

"No."

"Echizen…."

"You don't scare me." (click)

"All right."

(Ryoma gasps loudly and then laughs) Hey! Resorting to violence, captain? Some—(breathless laughter)—role model you are!"

"Phone."

"Ouch!"

"What? Did I hurt you?"

(Ryoma chuckling) "Heh, you're so gullible, Kuni-chan."

"You…hand it over, brat."

"No! What are you…get off me, idiot."

"No."

"So, what? You're just gonna sit on me until I give up?"

"Yes."

"What a stupid plan."

"I can sit here for as long as it takes."

"You look even worse close up, buchou."

"I'm glad."

(brief silence) "Actually, stay here."

"Ryoma, what…(chuckle)…what do you think you're doing?"

"What does it look like? I'm sticking my hand under your robe."

"That's very bold of you, Ryoma-sama."

"See, I told you the yukata's perfect."

(Tezuka chuckles) "You sound almost lecherous."

"Yuck. Don't use that word. That reminds me of the old man."

"Nanjiroh-san isn't that bad."

"Ugh, are we really going to talk about that idiot right now?"

(Tezuka chuckles again) "Sorry."

"Yeah. Come here."

(kissing)

"…sst!"

"Oh, sorry. My hand got caught in your hair."

"Can we remove the clips now?"

(Ryoma chuckles) "Fine." (pause, then another laugh)

"What?"

"Tezuka, your face is a mess. You got lipstick all over your face."

"Really. Oh. Yours too."

"Here, give me your sleeve."

"Wait, Ryoma, it might not wash off."

"So? You're planning to wear this thing again?"

"Of course not."

"Then?"

"Um…."

"I'm not wearing it again. This makes us even. Not that I mind if you do…."

"We're even."

"Heh. Thought so. Tsk. Now the stupid mascara's all smeared…."

"Um, Ryoma…."

"Oh, sorry. I'm rubbing too hard?"

"Just a little."

"There. Now you look normal. Continue."

"Yes."

(kissing)

(more kissing)

"Wait, Tez…."

"Mmmm?"

"I'm supposed to get even, right? Switch. I should be on top."

(Tezuka chuckles) "Not that I mind, but what about yesterday and the day before?"

"You weren't dressed up then, so it doesn't count. Move."

"Yes, Ryoma-sama."

(shifting sounds)

"Okay, now you may continue."

(Tezuka laughs)

(kissing)

(more kissing)

(Tezuka gasps) "Ryo-Ryoma…."

"Hmm. I'm getting even completely."

"Ryo—hnnh!...(a gasp)…nnnh…ha…ha…Ryommm….(panting)…."

"Mmm…."

"…hunnh…(moans)…Ryo-Ryoma…(loud gasp followed by heavy panting)…."

"…should I finish you?"

"…hnnh…."

(Ryoma chuckles) "Okay."

(Tezuka groans) "…mmmnh…ha!…(more groans, now muffled)…."

"…close?"

(muffled) "Mmmn…!"

"Heh…."

(Tezuka groans and pants continuously, then finally a loud, muffled shout)

(…)

(Ryoma coughs twice)

(Tezuka panting, no longer muffled) "Sor-sorry."

(Ryoma chuckles) "Baka." (kiss)

(more kissing)

"Mmm…(more kisses)…Ryoma, your turn."

(kissing)

"Tezuka, lift your knees."

"Yes." (Tezuka gasps)

"Sorry…I'm…close…."

(Tezuka chuckles) "It's all right."

"Good." (Ryoma groans)

(pants)

(moans)

"Tez-zuka…."

(Tezuka moans) "Ryoma…."

(Ryoma panting) "…Tez…uhn…."

(more pants and groans)

(…)

"Tezuka…Tezuka…." (kissing)

(more moans)

(loud pants)

"Tez…huh-uuunh!" (Ryoma groans loudly)

"Ryomm…Ryoma…."

(heavy breathing)

(…)

(kissing)

(soft breathing)

(brief silence)

(Tezuka sighs)

(Ryoma chuckles) "I agree."

(Tezuka chuckles, then pauses) "Hmm…what's this?"

"Hmm?...(beat)…Crap. I forgot about that."

"Mmm…horrible picture."

"Yes, but I still want it. Don't delete it. Or else."

"Or else?"

"Just else."

(Tezuka chuckles) "That's scary."

"Jerk. Give me back my phone."

(silence)

"What?"

"Ryoma, can we take a picture together?"

"Huh? Now?"

"Yes. You don't want to?"

"No…I don't mind, but why?"

"I just realized we've never taken a picture together."

"Are you kidding? We have too. There was the one Fuji-senpai took, and some from Germany, and the ones at the camp, and someone probably took some at the festival, bastards…."

(Tezuka chuckles) "No, I mean, we never took one by ourselves."

"What difference does it make?"

"You know, one where you are actually smiling."

"Oh. Hmmph. Well that's because the senpais were being stupid every time."

"But now there's just the two of us. I'd like…to have one like that. Where you're smiling."

"Heeh…(chuckles)…Buchou, you're so corny."

"If you don't want to, though…."

"Baka. I said I don't mind but…you really want to take one while we're like this?"

"N-no. Of course not. We should get dressed."

"And you should go wash your face. Your eyes are still smudged."

"Right."

"Hey, you're going to wear that thing out? What if your grandparents come upstairs?"

"Ah. Did you see my shirt?"

"I don't know. Just get a new shirt from your drawer."

"Oh. Right."

"Hey, pants, pants."

"Yes. All right. I'll be right back."

"Wait, Tezuka, bring me a wet towel too so I can clean up."

"Anything else?"

"No, that's all. Just don't forget the towel."

(Tezuka chuckles) "Yes, sir."

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"Where should we take it?"

"Mmm, we could just sit next to the bed. It'll only be our faces anyway."

"All right."

"Neh, buchou, you want me to put my head on your shoulder and then smile? So we can be especially lovey-dovey."

"Hmmph. Brat."

(Ryoma chortles) "Okay. Ready? Smile, buchou."

"You too."

"1, 2, 3…." (click)

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Author's Notes: I've always wanted to write a straight dialogue piece for Tezuka and Ryoma so I figured this was the perfect opportunity to do so since I can't bring myself to describe Tezuka cross-dressing in full detail. I know he'd look smashing (I've seen some wonderful fanarts proving that point), but haha, I just don't want to imagine it too hard. So to Zen Nat and others who have requested this scenario, I'm sorry, I hope you don't mind my cheating. (wink)