Chapter Two

"Mizuki…" 'I came here to apologize to Tezuka and look just what I got here, my boyfriend um… ex-boyfriend kissing some other guy. So annoying. I really want to kick his ass. This guy always tries to make my life like hell. Messing up with my brother, now with my boyfriend. I just don't get what he wants with me. I never did anything wrong to him. He's such an annoying jerk.'

"Well, well look who's here, if it isn't, Syusuke Fuji, the genius himself. Look, Tezuka, it's your ex-boyfriend." Mizuki smirked, looking disgust at Fuji. It was obvious that both of them had such hatred for each other. Fuji was glaring at Mizuki, and he did the same thing to the opposite.

Once again he outlined Tezuka's lips with the tip of his fingers. "Fuji-kun, such an honor to meet you in a place like this. The great Fuji Shuu…"

Suddenly a fist landed on his face. "That's for messing around with my boyfriend." He said in a deadly tone. Punching Mizuki right across the face. Oh, that was a hard one. There was a bruise on Mizuki's face. "Get your filthy hands off of him."

"Well, well I guess someone IS jealous here." He smirked. His hands kept roaming on Tezuka's body. He kept on leaning on our sweet captain.

"I said. Let. Him. Go." He grabbed Mizuki's wrist, but the raven-haired guy managed to release himself.

"Why should I? You like it, don't you, Tezuka?" Mizuki whispered in Tezuka's ear with a low and husky voice. Licking his ear lobe and made him way down to his neck.

"I… um…" Tezuka, who was still in a half conscious condition didn't realize the 'war' that was occurring near him. Poor thing. He didn't even realize that he was the one who made this quarrel happen. "You… I want… please…" He murmured inaudible things. He was too drunk to realize what was happening. He dropped his head back on the table. "please… me… forgive…"

"Don't play around with me, Mizuki. Let him go. Now." This maybe is the man he hated the most. It is very clear that he was loathing when he mentioned that certain name.

"Well, well, temper, temper… such bad temper, Fuji-kun. I see someone is really jealous now. Of My. New. Boyfriend." He said every single syllable very loud and clear. He played with Tezuka's hair. Then he leaned closer to Tezuka. The prodigy looked shocked when he heard that. Even more shocked of what he saw.

"Your… boyfriend?" He was dazed, loosing his words. He knew Tezuka wasn't his anymore, but he didn't ever think that Tezuka would forget him that fast. Evermore, to be with the one he hated the most, Mizuki.

"Surprised, Fuji?" He put his arms around Tezuka. "He. Is. Mine." Cupping Tezuka's face with his hands. "Only mine…" Kissing Tezuka with a passionate kiss.

Fuji watched the horrifying scene, at least for him. He completely forgot how to speak, how to react. All he could do is watch his lover being kissed in front of him without managing to do anything. Mixed emotions flew through his wits. Hatred. Betrayed. Hurt. Not even in his darkest nightmares he imagined such a thing. It's horrible.

The poor man named Tezuka was still unaware, so he didn't realize who kissed him. He never knew it wasn't who he though it was. He was smiling. "Need… I… want… you…" Kissing Mizuki. Holding Mizuki. The dumb drunken man was lost in his own thoughts so he didn't realize what he was doing. He thought that the one who was kissing him was the one he loves the most. "don't… leave… me… I… love…"

"Tezuka…" That was all he managed to say when he found his ability to talk. 'That's enough, Tezuka. I don't want to hear anymore. I don't want to see anymore. If you don't love me anymore, you don't have to point it out like that. If you love him, it's your choice… Goodbye, Kunimitsu Tezuka.' Then he felt the warm stinging feeling in his eyes. He turned around and ran out of the place. He didn't want any of them to see the tears in his eyes. Mizuki would sure be laughing at him. He hated that feeling. He didn't know where he was going. It wasn't important. He didn't care, as long as it was far away from that actual place.

Little did he know whom Tezuka was thinking about. Little did he know what exactly whom he was talking about. "Love… you… Fuji…"

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Let's see the scene again, this time from the drunken Tezuka's POV… Back to the time when Fuji ran out of the restaurant…

'I'm suck a jerk. How could I let him go? I love him so much, how could I?' After leaving the restaurant I walked down the street. Walked. Walked. And walked. I let my legs led me anywhere they pleased. I have no idea where to go, anyway. All I could think about is Fuji. I tried to get visions of him out of my head, but I couldn't. His words kept replaying in my mind. "Let's end it right here. Good bye, Kunimitsu Tezuka." I don't know how long I've been walking; when I stopped I was standing in front of an entrance. This is the pub I use to go when I have problems. It's been so long since the last time I came here. Fuji made me promise not to come here again. Alcohol isn't good for your health, that's what he says. Shit. Could I just stop thinking about him? Everything I think about leads up to him. Darn. Well, maybe I'll have a couple of drinks. A glass or two won't kill me.

The next two hours have past; well, at least I think so. I've been sitting, drinking, thinking of certain things. A brunette with blue eyes, voice of an angel. Shit. I'm thinking of him again. Can't I just get over with this? I took another sip from the glass. Don't know how much I drank. My head was spinning. My eyes went blurry. I felt like I was flying or something. Suddenly I heard someone talking. But, this dizziness made me incapable to figure out what he was talking about. "I'm your best friend" He touched my face. Warm hands traced down on my lips. Who is it? Fuji? He whispered in my ear with such sweet voice. He gently stroked my hair. Somehow it felt so good, yet I felt something wrong is going on. Fuji? Is it you? My eyes got so fuzzy. I can't focus it. My head was throbbing again. He cupped my face. "I love you, Tezuka." And he kissed me. Fuji? Is it you? Those lips were so soft yet so warm. Just like Fuji's… so it is him? I tried my best to focus my eyes. I guess my effort thrived. I could see the figure standing in front of me. Hey, but wasn't he just beside me? He is. Then who is the one standing in front of me? Oh, it must have been the effect of alcohol. It must be a delusion. He can't be standing in front of me while sitting beside me. This is silly. I tried once again to focus on the person in front of me. Could it be? Is it? Those blue eyes. That face. That voice. That scent. It must be him. Now I'm sure. Yes it is. Fuji… Suddenly I felt tender fingers on my lips. Sure it is Fuji. "I… please… I…" I wanted to say how much I care for him. How much I need him. But, those words just coked on me. My head kept on spinning. Damn these alcohols. I regret that I ever drank it before. Damn. I can't comprehend what he said. Then I felt those lips on mine. Sweet. Warm. Soft. "don't… leave… me… I… love…" It's Fuji's. My Fuji. "Love… you… Fuji…"

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'What have I done to deserve this? What have I done? My boyfriend… my ex-boyfriend kissing with my number one enemy. This is like living hell.' He brunette ran a fast as his legs could take him. He didn't want anything else, didn't know anything else, except the fact that he had to run far away from that place. He ran. Ran. And ran.

He bumped into something, actually someone. Suddenly two figures were on the ground. None of them realized that Fuji's wallet fell out of his pocket.

"Gomen nasai. I didn't look where I was going. Hontou ni gomen nasai." The brunette spoke with his lovely voice. The other man looked at him in awe. Never did he see such a beautiful creature in his life.

"Ah… I…" It took a couple of seconds before he realized that he was starring at the brunette. "Ano, I'm the one who should be apologizing." Offering his hand to help the shorter man to stand up. Fuji took his hand. "Ah… Miss… would you like…"

"I'm not a Miss." Fuji cut of the blonde's sentence. He got kind of annoyed. Why does everyone think that he's a girl?

"Oh, well. I'm sorry. Then, Mrs.…" The blonde man looked confused. 'How could such a young girl like her be married? She shouldn't be more than 25. Maybe younger. Her husband is such a lucky guy. If only I found her faster. Such a beautiful girl, I mean woman…'

He had enough. It's such a big day. Breaking up with his boyfriend. His worst enemy kissing his ex-boyfriend. Finally now, he bumped into someone who thinks he's a girl. What could go on worse? He couldn't take anymore. All he wanted now is to go home, take a relaxing bath and then go to sleep.

"I'm going." Then Fuji ran again, this time really fast. Even Superman can't beat him.

The blonde felt a bit disappointed because his beautiful princess has left him. Then he just watched her go away. Just as he was going to walk away, he spotted a black wallet on the ground. "Miss, err… Mrs.… you left your wallet. Ah, she's gone. I'll check if there's any ID card. Then I can find her address." When he was about to open the wallet, he saw a certain badge. 'Seigaku. Isn't it the school with the great tennis club?' He looked inside the wallet and saw a photograph of the brunette and a taller guy wearing glasses. A small grin formed on his face. 'Tezuka…'

TBC