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Shortly, I love you all! And for my apology to you, my beloved reviewers, I dedicated this chap for all of you! No exception!
My replies :
Miu-chan: Thanks for your help! I wish you'll like this! I'm not sure I'm that good in ending these so many misunderstandings. Well, that's my fault for creating them ~_~
Chika : Is it? Wow, you flattered me… Is it still that good? *gulp*
Eriol-sama : I wish I could… *sobs* I will finish this I PROMISE!! But maybe not so soon…
Poizon-cali : Thanks! Now we have about twelve fics here. I hope we'll have more and more. I heard PoT now is a widely known anime, so why do we have only twelve??
Yami no Tenshi : You know what, these guys are driving me nuts too… I don't know why I like to torture them this much _ Forgive me! Believe it or not, they are still doing the 'driving us mad' things here… and maybe in the next, next, and next… Bad, bad SIB… Anyway, thank you for your patience of waiting for this fic from the first chapters!
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Disclaimer : These characters here belong to Takeshi Konomi-sensei. None of them is mine.
Another Warning : Well…*gulp nervously* be prepared you guys, I'm not sure there's a plot down there. Maybe only a little in the end, but the rest are fragments of my imaginations who kept asking me to be written, so this is it. Remember, you've been warned!
Chapter 8 : Where do we go?
A tall young lad stood starkly in front of the Fuji's residence. He eyed the doorbell nervously –though with such an icy-cold appearance, none could tell he had ever experienced a natural human feeling called nervousness.
Until the next 60 seconds, all Tezuka did was observing the bell like it was a specimen of viper which would bite him instantly at the moment he touched it. Hell, I'm standing here like a kind of moron and I'm not even going on a date yet… At last, he inhaled slowly and lifted his hand.
"Tezuka!" Suddenly the front door was opened, featuring the smiling face of his friend. "Come in!"
The guest was still standing numbly, staring at the host who was wondering why his captain wouldn't across the thereshold.
When at last he found the voice back, "How did you know I'm here?" Tezuka spoke his curiousity up.
"Well, I don't know," he pondered, a frown was growing on his countenance, "I just knew about it." Why do I feel I've heard that answer before? ^_^
Fuji led him across his house and arrived at his room. "Take a seat. By the way, what do you want for drink?"
"Anything's fine."
When his friend got downstairs, Tezuka took his time to scan around the room. It was pretty neat –as you could expect from a guy like Fuji- everything seemed to be put on the right places. The room was also bright, thanks to the widely opened window which held some pots of cacti on its frame. To his opinion, it was an ordinary room except for the weird impression he had that something important was missing. A thing, which should be there.
He glanced around once more to confirm it. Bookshelves, a TV, a stereo-set, a wardrobe, a bed, a nightstand…
A nightstand… That's it. Pictures.
He saw no pictures or photo was found in the room. Even he himself, who was claimed as a sub-zero placed some photos of his family in his bedroom. Anyone would find it hard to recognize the room as Fuji's if his tennis bag didn't lay motionlessly beside the wardrobe. Oddly, he spotted a set of expensive cameras on one of the shelf. A room with a complete camera-set and no photographs. Quite an interesting one.
"Sorry to keep you waiting," the owner of a certain cheerful voice entered with a tray on his hand. He put two glassess of lemon-tea down on the table, along with a plate full of cookies. "There is nobody else in the house so we won't be disturbed for a while," he added.
Tezuka raised his eyebrows at this statement. What does he mean by 'won't be disturbed' and quickly cast the thought away.
"I want to thank you. It's Sunday, that means I'm disturbing your free-time, and you don't even mind, or I hope you don't," Fuji mentioned, an anxiety peeked up in his voice.
"I don't. So let's start now."
They had discussed about at least three civilizations (Tezuka had been astonished by how much his friend knew about it –the details even he himself had never heard- for a couple of times, Fuji had praised his leader for at least eight times and had felt absolutely sure he would get a perfect score for the coming exam) when a phone-ringing disturbed them.
"Wait a second. I'll get that."
* * *
"So, what movie will we watch today?" Kikumaru asked as he tried to save his ice-cream from falling when some kids ran past him. "Why is it so crowded here!"
"Hey, today is Sunday if you forgot, of course it's crowded," Oishi himself had a hard time avoiding a bunch of girls who had tried to bump into him at least for five times –there was no way he could ignore their irritating giggling which followed him everywhere. His partner was no help at all since he had tried to be a matchmaker for him and one of the girls who he said 'certainly has hearts in her eyes'. "It depends on you. What kind of film do you want?"
"I rather to have an action today. I'm getting bored with all the sappy-romantic-dramas on TV! Nee-chan always watches it everyday!," he waved his ice-cream in the air. "By the way, why isn't Fuji coming? I thought he would join us," a mischievous smile, "and you would accidentally invite Tezuka."
"I don't think we need to continue our plan."
"What!?" Suddenly Kikumaru faced his partner, disappoinment and fury filled his voice. "You don't want to!?"
"Calm down," Oishi hushed as he felt stares of people around them. "Keep your shoutings for the next news I'll tell you."
"What is it?"
"Fuji said he had to study the World History."
"What!?" the redhead yelled again. "He's studying on this day? A SUNDAY!? On a day when we should have some fun and get rid of study!?" and lowered his voice as he saw Oishi put a finger on his own lips. "His grades in World History are better than me!"
"He said something about missing some days at school."
"Oh, that one. Well, he was off for about two or three days because of a cold. But that doesn't mean he has to ruin his SUNDAY!"
"Maybe it isn't so bad," Oishi smiled secretively.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Who do you think have the ability to teach our Fuji?"
"Tomita-sensei of course. She's our World History's teacher," Kikumaru frowned at his partner, "You're not saying that Fuji asked that fussy old lady to teach him, moreover on SUNDAY, aren't you?"
"Why do you love SUNDAY so much? The answer are no, no, no, and no. This guy almost surpassess her in this subject," Oishi gave a clue.
Kikumaru's eyes bulged, "You don't mean…"
"You got it," Oishi hardly suppress a grin.
All of a sudden his friend patted his back hardly so he winced. "You're wicked, Oishi! That's really naughty! Why don't you tell me before?" the red-haired guy was so happy that he almost jumped to the lamp post.
"That's his own idea. I have nothing to do with it."
"Even better," Kikumaru grinned at him. "At his house?"
"No other place."
"I hope something's gonna happen."
"You're really a bad guy, Eiji," Oishi snickered. "Just wait and see."
They were talking so excitedly that the taller guy suddenly saw his friend stumbled over a slope on the pathway. Instinctively he caught the other falling guy's waist. On the other hand, he could feel slender fingers grabbed his shoulder in a helpless grip.
"Careful! Are you okay?"
He was astonished to see Kikumaru was smiling softly at him, his eyes shone brightly. "Why are you smiling dumbly like that?"
"Baka. Because of you," his friend raised his lips to his ear, "As you said, you really did the same to me."
Oishi could feel a blush was breeding on all over his face.
* * *
"Sorry, it was my father," Fuji entered his room and sat down, still with a smile. But his captain could not be deceived by the cheerful visage since he couldn't help but notice there was something different about him. However, he dropped the subject and resumed their arguments of Ming dynasty.
It didn't take a long time for him to realize his friend was thinking of something else, definitely not the topic they were talking about. With a sigh he put his pencil down and stared at him straightly. The other guy needed approximately five seconds to realize a silence was engulfing his room.
"Gomen, what did you say?" he turned his attention on.
"You look troubled."
"Really?"
Tezuka decided not to answer it. He kept the staring and he could see the depth of the marine in his eyes were full of uncertainties. Suddenly the owner looked down at his own fingers which were clenched nervously. He let the silence took over before returning his leader's observing look, mouthed a question.
"Have you ever fallen in love, Tezuka?"
The inquire did have a great effect on the quiet captain. He needed several seconds to digest the question until he understood the meaning. After the realization drawned, he took another second to control his thundering heartbeats while his mind was searching any reason behind such a question. Totally, he used nearly a minute to blurt an answer.
"I don't know," he tried his best to give an honest answer without saying, 'Yes, and it's you whom I love.' He stopped for a moment before continued, "But if what I feel is really love, I have someone then."
The light in his friend's eyes grew softer and now he was returning his stare fully. They stayed that way for quite long minutes, then Fuji smiled.
"I have that special someone too."
As so much Tezuka wanted to know who it was, all he did was cutting their eyes connection and murmured slowly, "Well, if you need to talk, you can always find me."
"Thank you." He was taken aback when suddenly his fingers were held by another's. He felt his hand was broght up and Fuji landed a kiss on it. The prodigy squeezed his eyes tightly and pressed his face on the warmness of his captain's fingers.
Tezuka, on the other way had to try all he might to not overreact. After all, it was not his first time to see Fuji did little affectionate things toward his close friends. He had seen Kawamura once was flushing brightly –just like a boiled shrimp- when unintentionally his friend hug him –though he always thought the burning guy had something for Fuji.
He merely stared at the figure beside him, loving everything he saw. What he wanted was staying in the bliss of warmth on his fingers for eternity.
* * *
"Then, where are you going?"
"I'm not sure," Fuji answered his classmate who sat in front of him. They were having lunch together as usual. "What about you?"
"I don't know!" Kikumaru shouted with frustation, he almost snapped his chopsticks. "Why do we have to graduate from here?"
"We have to, sooner or later," Fuji picked his salad. "Have you asked Oishi about this?"
"I…no," Kikumaru mumbled, lowered his gaze. "I don't want him to think I can't decide such a thing by myself."
Fuji smiled at the sight of almost blushing Kikumaru. Everybody knew the Golden Pair were so closed each other but who would think they felt more than just partners. Suddenly they were startled by two other approaching figures.
"Eiji, what happen to your face, frowning like that?" Oishi gave a small pat on his friend's shoulder.
"O..O..Oishi?" he stammered, facing the sudden appearance of his very thought.
"Yeah, that's my name. I'm glad you remember it," The vice-captain dragged a nearby empty chair and sat beside his best friend, observing him seriously. "OK, what happen?"
Looking at Kikumaru who had lost words, Fuji decided to save him. "What about you two? Why do you come here?"
"I just accompany him. Tezuka said he wanted to…see you, Fuji," Oishi emphasized his last three words which make Kikumaru snapped his face up, looking unbelievebly at his captain.
"Do you bring my dictionary, Fuji? I'll need it after this," Tezuka promptly erased all 'bad' thoughts his friends had in their minds.
"Oh, yes," Fuji searched the little thick book in his bag and gave it to its owner. "Sorry for borrowing it so long. "
"It's fine."
"You bring some salmon, Fuji? That's nice. It's Tezuka's favourite food," Oishi interrupted, giving a chance to the two dumb guys in front of him.
"Really? Then take this as my apology," Fuji raised a piece of salmon with his chopsticks. For a moment the captain eyed him as he was observing a new species of alien. Then, to the two other shocks, he took it slowly.
"You forgive me then," the prodigy smiled gently at his leader who said nothing in return. Their team mates looked at them with a great interest.
"By the way, which high school will the two of you enter?" Fuji raised the previous subject.
Oishi spared a glance at his captain before answered, "We have thought of it seriously and we decided to go to our high school."
"Seigaku? Not a bad choice. So do I."
"What!?" Kikumaru jumped from his chair. "You said you were not sure, Fuji! I was thinking of Seigaku too!"
"You said you didn't know," Fuji replied. "Beside, 'not sure' doesn't mean I don't have something in mind, does it?"
" 'Don't know' also doesn't mean I have no idea," Kikumaru fought back.
" 'Don't know means you don't know."
" 'Not sure' means you are not sure of a single thing, Fuji!"
" But 'not sure' doesn't mean I don't know a single thing."
" Who said 'not sure' meant you didn't know a single thing!?"
"Stop it, both of you!" their captain stated firmly. "You don't have to do such a ruckus in class, do you?"
"Gomen, gomen. I was just kidding," Fuji said while Kikumaru stuck his tongue out. "Well, excuse me. I'm going to the toilet."
"Me too. See you in club, both of you," Tezuka followed Fuji and walked out. The left team members stared at the pair for a moment before Kikumaru whispered to his partner.
"You're right. They don't need our help anymore."
"That's good, isn't it? I hope they can make it by themselves."
"Don't worry, Oishi, we still have lots of times!" the redhead smiled brightly, his eyes fulled of mischief. "To my bad luck, I have to get stuck with you for another three years!""Those should be my words! I still have to do the covering for you for a thousand and ninety-five more days! Congratulation to me…"
"So you're that great huh? Okay, this evening I'll challenge you!"
"Why not? You're gonna loose anyway."
"OISHI!"
TBC ^_^
What did I tell you? Okay, so you've taken the risk and read it. Now please give me reviews!
And about the Seigaku High School, I don't know if Seigaku has a high school, but for the sake of this fic, just accept it, okay? And if there's anything else different from the manga or anime, just let it be. Don't complain, this is just for the fic.
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