Spy Games
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Ego trip: Hi everyone! Thanks for supporting this story! Actually the idea for this story came to me in the middle of trying to memorise the plate tectonics theory, don't ask why… Anyway I'm glad you guys seem to like it, it makes writing all the more worth while. Ok enough rambling, on with the story…
Disclaimer: Prince of Tennis characters are not mine…
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Early morning…
* Knock knock * "Fuji, are you awake? It's time to get up, we're leaving in an hour's time," said Tezuka from outside Fuji's room. When no answer came, Tezuka sighed wearily, of all days for Fuji to oversleep, he had to pick today.
'As if you have the right to scold him, you yourself overslept. If it weren't for that odd dreams you were having, you wouldn't even be awake now,' a voice chided in Tezuka's head. Having spent the last night tossing and turning till the wee hours of dawn when exhaustion finally took over, what little sleep he had been granted had been filled with disturbing dreams, dreams of Fuji… Viciously ending that thought by banging his head on Fuji's door, Tezuka was caught off guard when the door swung open.
Off balance due to his head-banging action, Tezuka fell forwards, right into Fuji. Mortified, he quickly pulled himself together and backed away from his semiconscious Young Master. Regaining his composure, he was relieved to find that Fuji was still half-awake and didn't seem to notice what had just happened.
* Yawn * "Good morning Tezuka…" Fuji managed before tipping forward so his forehead rested on Tezuka's broad shoulders. To begin with, Fuji wasn't a morning person, with low blood pressure in the mornings, usually requiring some time for him to gain full consciousness. However this morning, due to a largely sleepless night no thanks to a certain person, his condition seemed even worse. His brown hair, usually neat and tidily combed, was mussed up and he had a severe case of bed head. His eyes were barely open, only a tiny bit of blue peeked out from beneath his thick lashes. In his pyjamas, Fuji Syusuke heir of the Fuji clan looked more like a small kid who wanted just five more minutes in bed.
Ignoring the havoc Fuji's closeness was wrecking on his pulse, Tezuka took Fuji by the shoulders and guided him to the bathroom, using a wet towel to bring him back to the world of the living. When he was sure Fuji was sufficiently awake to get dressed without falling asleep again, he left, albeit in more of a hurry than usual. Closing the door behind him, Tezuka leaned back against the door, trying to get his pulse to stop racing. Faintly, he could still feel the warmth from Fuji's body when his Young Master had leaned on him. In the bathroom, Fuji's wide-awake blue eyes twinkled as he stepped into the shower, his trademark smile in place, with just the slightest hint of mischief.
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In the car
Having said goodbye to their home of many years, both Fuji and Tezuka were seated in a luxurious limousine with a mini-fridge, television, tinted windows… basically the works. However, neither was in the mood to appreciate the luxurious surroundings.
Having not yet recovered fully from this morning's incident, Tezuka was still finding it difficult to look Fuji in the eye. 'Damn it, get a hold of yourself Tezuka, what you're thinking about is completely ridiculous. If anyone ever found out…' Tezuka's train of thought was broken when the object of his thoughts reached over and placed a hand on his forehead. This unexpected contact had Tezuka jolting backwards and before he could prevent it, he could feel a flush creeping up his neck. If he didn't regain control soon…
"Are you ok Tezuka? You've been acting strange all morning, do you have a fever? You look a little flushed," asked Fuji, concern showing in his clear blue eyes. When Tezuka mumbled that he was fine, just a little tired, Fuji fought to hide his smile. He knew exactly what was going on in Tezuka's head, he always did no matter how hard Tezuka tried to hide it from him. They'd been together for so many years, did Tezuka really think he had never noticed?
When Tezuka picked up some files and began to get engrossed with them, Fuji decided to spare him for the moment and proceeded to stare out of the window, at the scenery that had been his whole world, up till now. From today onwards, he could finally break free from his prison in the forests, finally he would get to live like a normal person. This small victory hadn't come easily. It had taken him years of pleas and persuasion for his father to allow him to move into the city. Of course having Tezuka on his side had made things marginally easier. Tezuka had passed all the tests set for him as a Guardian and had become the youngest qualified Guardian in the clan history. After a long deliberation, his father had finally agreed to let them both move to the city and attend normal school. Of course there had been conditions, but now that freedom was at hand, Fuji would have agreed to almost anything. All he wanted was to be free.
Noting thankfully that Fuji had turned his attention away, Tezuka finally breathed a sigh of relief. Sometimes it seemed as if Fuji's blue eyes could pierce through all his defensive shields to reach his innermost thoughts. The very thought that Fuji might find out about his feelings were in themselves a horror. Trying to get that idea out of his head, he decided to focus on the files in his hand. They'd arrived by courier post the day before, but in his busy preparations for departure, he hadn't had time to look through them.
'Hmm, the other Guardians… Oishi Syuichiro… Kikumaru Eiji…' thought Tezuka as he read through the files of the people who would become his fellow Guardians. As he looked through the data provided, he couldn't help having mixed feelings about these new additions. Of course he'd always known that the job of protecting Fuji would be shared amongst several Guardians. Yet he couldn't help feeling just a bit possessive. After all, he was the one who had been with Fuji all these years, him, only him…
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Finally the limousine came to a stop…
Stepping out of the limo, Tezuka and Fuji stood side by side, looking at the house that would be their new home from now on. To say it was a house was a severe understatement. It was marginally smaller than their mansion in the forests, but just marginally.
"And this is father's idea of living a normal life…" commented Fuji wryly.
"Well at least we'll be left alone here, no more servants or other clan members to disturb us…" realising what he'd just said might be misconstrued in a very odd way, Tezuka stopped and tried to correct what he'd said. "What I meant was that…"
He never got the chance to finish before a small redheaded rocket launched itself onto Fuji from behind the bushes. In a split second, Tezuka had it/him by the collar and was ready to beat the crap out of the intruder when a voice came from within the bushes.
"Eiji, where are you? Come out now! The Young Master will be arriving soon with Tezuka-san, you want to leave a good impression don't you…" came from the bushes as someone emerged from the exact same spot.
"Oishi! Save me!" wailed the redhead who was still caught by Tezuka by the collar. He let out a plaintive cry and struggled valiantly against Tezuka's strong grip to no apparent effect.
"Oh no, look what you've got yourself into this time!" exclaimed a flustered Oishi as he correctly identified Fuji and Tezuka. "Please forgive him, Young Master Fuji and Tezuka-san. He meant no harm, he's just very excited to meet you both. Let me introduce myself, I'm Oishi and this is Eiji, We didn't know you would be arriving so soon, or we would have been more prepared," he added when Tezuka did nothing but glare at him.
Placing a hand on Tezuka's shoulder, Fuji said softly, with a smile," Its ok Tezuka, he doesn't look very dangerous." This statement combined with Tezuka's own judgement and he unceremoniously released Eiji who immediately recovered and proceeded to chatter away.
"Welcome Young Master Fuji and Tezuka-san! We've been waiting for you guys for so long and you're finally here. Now we can start the welcome party!" Eiji chattered excitedly. "Come Oishi, let's go start the party!" Eiji continued, dragging Oishi along with him as he ran off towards he house.
Feeling as if a headache was developing, Tezuka couldn't help rubbing his temple in resignation. It had almost slipped his mind that they would be joined by some of the other Guardians in their new home. Thinking about the exuberant Eiji, Tezuka couldn't help thinking,' Why me?'
"Its ok Tezuka, You don't have to worry about everything. I'm sure we'll all get along just fine," Fuji said, his eyes twinkling with mischief. It wasn't usual for Tezuka to display such a myriad of expressions and Fuji almost wanted to thank Eiji. Looking at the their new home, Fuji could almost see into the bright future, where interesting events would soon unfold.
"Come on Tezuka, Eiji mentioned a party," Fuji coaxed with a mischievous smile, knowing Tezuka would try to find some way to escape.
Sigh, 'Why me?'
End Of Chapter
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Hi again! Thanks for reading my story, sorry if it isn't very good. Gomen. Actually I should be studying for my Literature paper but somehow the POT characters just seem much more interesting than Moll Flanders and Oscar Wilde. Please let me know what you think of this chapter, I've got insecurity issues so please review! Thanks for your past reviews, I'll try my best on the grammar and typo mistakes, but my tired eyes always seem to miss out some no matter how many times I proof read. So please bear with me while I try to improve. Thanks again! See you next chapter.