Going Away
A Prince Of Tennis [Tennis no Ohjisama] Fic
Warning: Contains Shounen-Ai [aka Yaoi]
Pairings: TEZFUJI FOREVER!! Also, Inui-Kaidoh, and Oishi-Eiji... But hints only. Sorry! ."
Disclaimer: All this do not belong to me, I'm not making any profit form this. I'm not even sure if the plot is mine! .
Summary: There's something wrong with Fuji... and Tezuka wants to know what. But everything only goes downhill from then on. Will he be able to see Fuji again?
Notes: Yay! I got 5 reviews!! It was more than expected, but the summary needs fixing up... I've changed it. Hm... It seems a bit odd, writing in a new section... I just want to tell anyone who's reviewing this, to please, tell me whether you'd want this to be happy ending or not.
Last Chapter:
"It wasn't any trouble... Just get well again soon."
"Tezu-"
"Aniki! The ambulance is here- Tezuka-san..." Yuuta said, surprised.
"Take care." Tezuka told his team member, standing up and walking away, bowing to Yuuta on his way out.
Chapter 2
"You! Stop fighting right now! Ten laps!" Tezuka snapped at two boys roughhousing near the nets.
As the two boys did as they were ordered, Inui jotted something down on his notebook. He watched Tezuka as the third-year glared at anything and everything that came even close to annoying him. "Buchou seems to be in a really bad mood today." Kawamura stated from beside the data specialist as he chugged down some water. His racket was currently in Ryoma's possession as the freshman waited for his practice partner to return.
"Nya. It's been like this for two days, since..." Eiji began, but stopped and looked down as images of that same, tired person that was his best friend surfaced before his mind's eye.
"Since Fuji fell ill and was hospitalised," Inui began, attracting everyone's attention. "His patience has been lowered by 34.6%, and leniency, by 67%. It seems that he repeatedly glances 45 degrees west, towards the benches, every now and then, in irregular intervals. After doing so, he looks angry, disappointed, or sad. Previous reports mention that Fuji's favourite place to rest was over there."
"He's just worried about Fuji. Nobody knew that he was anaemic, but I think he blames himself for not checking member's medical records." Oishi murmured, patting Eiji on the back. "Anyway, we have to go and practice now, before he tells us to run laps." Smiling softly at his doubles partner, he gave the acrobat's shoulder a soft squeeze, before picking up his racket and walking to their court. Eiji merely gave a worried glance towards his captain, before jogging after his training partner.
Tezuka, meanwhile, did not notice any of these going-ons, as he surveyed the non-regulars with a critical eye. Beside him, Coach Ryuuzaki 'tsk'-ed and crossed her arms. "Don't vent your anger on them, Tezuka. They had nothing to do with Fuji's illness." Surprisingly, she noted, the stoic captain didn't even flinch, and instead, uncrossed his arms and put them into his pockets.
"I'm not venting my anger on them. They know the rules. No fighting in the courts."
"Aa." She replied, with a tone which clearly announced that she wasn't convinced, noticing the fact that he didn't grace her second statement with a reply. "Is that what happened with Arai? And Korowa? Hmmm?"
"..."
Chuckling at his refusal to answer, she was going to prod even more, to force him to confess that he was worried and guilty, when she heard the familiar ringing of her phone. (Tenipuri Ringtone. .) Fishing for her phone, she pressed the button without checking the number.
"Ryuuzaki Sumire."
"Ryuuzaki-sensei? This is Fuji Yuuta, Fuji Shuusuke's younger brother form St Rudolph's. I'm calling from Tokyo General, regarding my borhter. May I speak with Tezuka Kunimitsu, please?"
A look on surprise on her face, she blinked several times, before his statement sunk in. "Oh! Tezuka- wait a moment, please. Tezuka, it's for you. Fuji Yuuta."
With a same surprised look on his, it was all he could do to stop himself from snatching the phone form the elderly woman, who saw this, with dry amusement. If it was under different circumstances, she would've liked to tease him. Unfortunately, there were more pressing issues at hand. Listening closely, she didn't move away.
"Hello. Tezuka Kunimitsu here."
"Tezuka-san? It's regarding my brother... He's been admitted to Tokyo General. He's in a more stable condition now, though it's not as bad as before, he's still very tired. The doctors are doing all that they can to keep him..."
"A-a." Tezuka replied, his voice beginning to crack, much to his annoyance. "Will w-we be able to visit?"
"Hai. Aniki wants to see the Seigaku team, actually. But he said to tell you first."
"Mmhmm... I- thank you."
"Don't mention it. Would tomorrow at five be fine?"
"Yeah. Thanks very much, Fuji-san."
"Ah. Yuuta is alright by me. Don't mention it, Tezuka-san, see you tomorrow."
"See you."
Beeeep Beeeep Beeeep
As he handed the phone over to the smiling, more grandmotherly Ryuuzaki, his hand shook. /They're doing all they can to keep him... Does this mean that.../ Getting rid of any negative thoughts, Tezuka simply called for a break, and told the Regulars to see him.
"What is it, buchou?"
"Who was that?"
"Was is regarding Fuji?"
"...Yes." Surprised at Kikumaru's unusual sensitivity, Tezuka was taken aback for a while, before clearing his throat and beginning. "That was Fuji Yuuta. We're going to go tomorrow to see Fuji, we meet here at four thirty. He's been admitted into Tokyo General."
Stunned silence covered the group, like a wet, heavy blanket.
Nobody could say anything.
Except for Oishi, it seemed. "Ok. I'm calling off practice now. Tezuka, go home, and take a rest. It seems you haven't slept at all in days. Eiji, tell the first years to pick up the tennis balls. Momoshiro..."
Tezuka let his thoughts wander, as he walked away from the group, of which Oishi (thankfully) had taken charge of.
/Fuji... I'm so sorry. I should've know, you had seemed so different, more tired. I shouldn't have pushed you... And now... You're in so much danger. I might not have another chance... I've decided. I'm going to let you know. Tomorrow .I promise./
Meanwhile, in the hospital, Yuuta held back his tears as another dose of iron was injected into his aniki's system, the long syringe looking painfully long. The doctor smiled warmly at him, but it was empty, as if he had done it so many times, seen so many people get hurt, that it was becoming habit, instead of coming from his heart. And he knew how that was. Why, his brother was the prime example of such. That same empty smile, day in, and day out. He knew it was his fault, for injuring his brother by going away, but he couldn't help it, because no matter what, Shuusuke would always beat him, despite his anaemia.
That was his source of hate, his fuel and drive for all those years, but now that Fuji Shuusuke was so pale and fragile, like a porcelain doll about to break, he couldn't stand to see it, and felt an utter resentment towards himself, all hate for his brother (hopefully) permanently gone.
"Yuuta."
The weak voice of the young prodigy snapped him out of his soliloquy, and almost immediately, he was by his elder brother's bedside. "Hai, aniki? Need anything? Are you alright?"
"Y-yes." Dammit, even his voice, which was already feminine enough, now sounded so weak, and breathy. "Could you just... please, give me a glass of water?" Yuuta smiled, and nodded, handing over the liquid promptly, and even helping his brother drink it. "Thanks."
Nodding slightly, the boy stood up and let his brother sleep, walking out of the room, to face the doctor, who was just coming back with test results. In his surprise, Yuuta almost bumped into him.
"Doctor Kirisawa, what is it?" He asked urgently, restraining himself from tugging at the old man's sleeve like a little child.
The doctor, smiling sadly, motioned for him to sit, and he did so without delay, awaiting any news of his brother's condition eagerly. "Well, it seems that Shuusuke has improved, and has recovered from that nasty state that he was in when he got here. Maybe a week or more here, and he'll be back to normal.
"As you know, anaemia is a sickness resulting from iron deficiency. And it means that there will be a lack of haemoglobin in the blood, resulting in very little oxygen being carried by the bloodstream. Which is why Shuusuke's always breathing so heavily, always so tired. And... we have had all kinds of cures for this. But unfortunately, none of which are permanent, unless he goes through a bone marrow operation. That is for those who aren't that critical yet, of course. So, if your brother continues taking his medication, everything should go along smoothly, until we can find a suitable donor."
Yuuta looked at the doctor, slightly pale. "B-but... That would mean... His tennis?"
Doctor Kirisawa looked at him sadly, smiling in a way that was supposedly comforting. But instead, the youngest Fuji saw it as something close to sympathy... or irony. "Well, he won't be able to play much, of course. Not more than an hour of rigorous activities."
"..." Yuuta bit his lip, looking thorough the doorway at his sleeping brother. "I see... Thank you, Doctor Kirisawa. I must attend to something now." He replied, spying several things he would need to bring from home to the hospital. Perhaps several books...
Inside the room, Fuji stifled a sigh, but he let his smile drop, seeing the Doctor and his brother leave. He was almost guilty at this, but he couldn't help but hide, despite knowing that his brother knew his smile's emptiness, anyway. It was just getting harder to be strong, nowadays. Especially when he knew he wouldn't be able to play tennis much anymore, and that would lead to other things he'd rather not think about.
It'd been painful at first, getting his doses every now and then, at regular intervals per day. But he was finally used to it, especially after administering it to himself, if not with his sister's help, these past few years. Ah, but all good things had to come to an end, and this was it. It had gotten out of control, even for a day, and his life would never be the same again. Everyone would know, that under his 'strength underneath' there was really, a weak person. And he'd never be able to keep up. Again.
But that had happened at his old school... "Hgn." He shook his head, trying to dispel the thoughts. It only gave him a splitting headache, and though that trail of thought disappeared, another problem surfaced.
The Tennis Club.
He wondered, who would replace him. Perhaps Inui, but then again, when he was in the team, they were quite formidable, and he had enough confidence in his own skills to know that Seigaku Tennis Club had just lost a valuable player. Maybe he'd become manager in Inui's place... At least that would keep him in the club. And that alone would make him very happy, seeing that Tezuka wouldn't spare his time on something... or anyone useless.
Fuji sighed.
Stupid illness.
Why me?
A/N: How was it?! I hope it's ok, I didn't mean for it to take so long, and I want to thank those who reviewed. But it's my exams!! (Next week onwards would be holidays though... hehe.) And I was really sidetracked by a challenge that my friend set for me: Menstruation. Menstruation and the Tenipuri boys. See how hard it would be to write, if it wasn't supposed to be utter nonsense? sighs
Anyways. I hope you do leave me a review, it would be greatly appreciated.
Next Chapter: Seigaku Team's Visit... And some news.
Ja-ne, Vanilla Fox.
Warning: Contains Shounen-Ai [aka Yaoi]
Pairings: TEZFUJI FOREVER!! Also, Inui-Kaidoh, and Oishi-Eiji... But hints only. Sorry! ."
Disclaimer: All this do not belong to me, I'm not making any profit form this. I'm not even sure if the plot is mine! .
Summary: There's something wrong with Fuji... and Tezuka wants to know what. But everything only goes downhill from then on. Will he be able to see Fuji again?
Notes: Yay! I got 5 reviews!! It was more than expected, but the summary needs fixing up... I've changed it. Hm... It seems a bit odd, writing in a new section... I just want to tell anyone who's reviewing this, to please, tell me whether you'd want this to be happy ending or not.
Last Chapter:
"It wasn't any trouble... Just get well again soon."
"Tezu-"
"Aniki! The ambulance is here- Tezuka-san..." Yuuta said, surprised.
"Take care." Tezuka told his team member, standing up and walking away, bowing to Yuuta on his way out.
Chapter 2
"You! Stop fighting right now! Ten laps!" Tezuka snapped at two boys roughhousing near the nets.
As the two boys did as they were ordered, Inui jotted something down on his notebook. He watched Tezuka as the third-year glared at anything and everything that came even close to annoying him. "Buchou seems to be in a really bad mood today." Kawamura stated from beside the data specialist as he chugged down some water. His racket was currently in Ryoma's possession as the freshman waited for his practice partner to return.
"Nya. It's been like this for two days, since..." Eiji began, but stopped and looked down as images of that same, tired person that was his best friend surfaced before his mind's eye.
"Since Fuji fell ill and was hospitalised," Inui began, attracting everyone's attention. "His patience has been lowered by 34.6%, and leniency, by 67%. It seems that he repeatedly glances 45 degrees west, towards the benches, every now and then, in irregular intervals. After doing so, he looks angry, disappointed, or sad. Previous reports mention that Fuji's favourite place to rest was over there."
"He's just worried about Fuji. Nobody knew that he was anaemic, but I think he blames himself for not checking member's medical records." Oishi murmured, patting Eiji on the back. "Anyway, we have to go and practice now, before he tells us to run laps." Smiling softly at his doubles partner, he gave the acrobat's shoulder a soft squeeze, before picking up his racket and walking to their court. Eiji merely gave a worried glance towards his captain, before jogging after his training partner.
Tezuka, meanwhile, did not notice any of these going-ons, as he surveyed the non-regulars with a critical eye. Beside him, Coach Ryuuzaki 'tsk'-ed and crossed her arms. "Don't vent your anger on them, Tezuka. They had nothing to do with Fuji's illness." Surprisingly, she noted, the stoic captain didn't even flinch, and instead, uncrossed his arms and put them into his pockets.
"I'm not venting my anger on them. They know the rules. No fighting in the courts."
"Aa." She replied, with a tone which clearly announced that she wasn't convinced, noticing the fact that he didn't grace her second statement with a reply. "Is that what happened with Arai? And Korowa? Hmmm?"
"..."
Chuckling at his refusal to answer, she was going to prod even more, to force him to confess that he was worried and guilty, when she heard the familiar ringing of her phone. (Tenipuri Ringtone. .) Fishing for her phone, she pressed the button without checking the number.
"Ryuuzaki Sumire."
"Ryuuzaki-sensei? This is Fuji Yuuta, Fuji Shuusuke's younger brother form St Rudolph's. I'm calling from Tokyo General, regarding my borhter. May I speak with Tezuka Kunimitsu, please?"
A look on surprise on her face, she blinked several times, before his statement sunk in. "Oh! Tezuka- wait a moment, please. Tezuka, it's for you. Fuji Yuuta."
With a same surprised look on his, it was all he could do to stop himself from snatching the phone form the elderly woman, who saw this, with dry amusement. If it was under different circumstances, she would've liked to tease him. Unfortunately, there were more pressing issues at hand. Listening closely, she didn't move away.
"Hello. Tezuka Kunimitsu here."
"Tezuka-san? It's regarding my brother... He's been admitted to Tokyo General. He's in a more stable condition now, though it's not as bad as before, he's still very tired. The doctors are doing all that they can to keep him..."
"A-a." Tezuka replied, his voice beginning to crack, much to his annoyance. "Will w-we be able to visit?"
"Hai. Aniki wants to see the Seigaku team, actually. But he said to tell you first."
"Mmhmm... I- thank you."
"Don't mention it. Would tomorrow at five be fine?"
"Yeah. Thanks very much, Fuji-san."
"Ah. Yuuta is alright by me. Don't mention it, Tezuka-san, see you tomorrow."
"See you."
Beeeep Beeeep Beeeep
As he handed the phone over to the smiling, more grandmotherly Ryuuzaki, his hand shook. /They're doing all they can to keep him... Does this mean that.../ Getting rid of any negative thoughts, Tezuka simply called for a break, and told the Regulars to see him.
"What is it, buchou?"
"Who was that?"
"Was is regarding Fuji?"
"...Yes." Surprised at Kikumaru's unusual sensitivity, Tezuka was taken aback for a while, before clearing his throat and beginning. "That was Fuji Yuuta. We're going to go tomorrow to see Fuji, we meet here at four thirty. He's been admitted into Tokyo General."
Stunned silence covered the group, like a wet, heavy blanket.
Nobody could say anything.
Except for Oishi, it seemed. "Ok. I'm calling off practice now. Tezuka, go home, and take a rest. It seems you haven't slept at all in days. Eiji, tell the first years to pick up the tennis balls. Momoshiro..."
Tezuka let his thoughts wander, as he walked away from the group, of which Oishi (thankfully) had taken charge of.
/Fuji... I'm so sorry. I should've know, you had seemed so different, more tired. I shouldn't have pushed you... And now... You're in so much danger. I might not have another chance... I've decided. I'm going to let you know. Tomorrow .I promise./
Meanwhile, in the hospital, Yuuta held back his tears as another dose of iron was injected into his aniki's system, the long syringe looking painfully long. The doctor smiled warmly at him, but it was empty, as if he had done it so many times, seen so many people get hurt, that it was becoming habit, instead of coming from his heart. And he knew how that was. Why, his brother was the prime example of such. That same empty smile, day in, and day out. He knew it was his fault, for injuring his brother by going away, but he couldn't help it, because no matter what, Shuusuke would always beat him, despite his anaemia.
That was his source of hate, his fuel and drive for all those years, but now that Fuji Shuusuke was so pale and fragile, like a porcelain doll about to break, he couldn't stand to see it, and felt an utter resentment towards himself, all hate for his brother (hopefully) permanently gone.
"Yuuta."
The weak voice of the young prodigy snapped him out of his soliloquy, and almost immediately, he was by his elder brother's bedside. "Hai, aniki? Need anything? Are you alright?"
"Y-yes." Dammit, even his voice, which was already feminine enough, now sounded so weak, and breathy. "Could you just... please, give me a glass of water?" Yuuta smiled, and nodded, handing over the liquid promptly, and even helping his brother drink it. "Thanks."
Nodding slightly, the boy stood up and let his brother sleep, walking out of the room, to face the doctor, who was just coming back with test results. In his surprise, Yuuta almost bumped into him.
"Doctor Kirisawa, what is it?" He asked urgently, restraining himself from tugging at the old man's sleeve like a little child.
The doctor, smiling sadly, motioned for him to sit, and he did so without delay, awaiting any news of his brother's condition eagerly. "Well, it seems that Shuusuke has improved, and has recovered from that nasty state that he was in when he got here. Maybe a week or more here, and he'll be back to normal.
"As you know, anaemia is a sickness resulting from iron deficiency. And it means that there will be a lack of haemoglobin in the blood, resulting in very little oxygen being carried by the bloodstream. Which is why Shuusuke's always breathing so heavily, always so tired. And... we have had all kinds of cures for this. But unfortunately, none of which are permanent, unless he goes through a bone marrow operation. That is for those who aren't that critical yet, of course. So, if your brother continues taking his medication, everything should go along smoothly, until we can find a suitable donor."
Yuuta looked at the doctor, slightly pale. "B-but... That would mean... His tennis?"
Doctor Kirisawa looked at him sadly, smiling in a way that was supposedly comforting. But instead, the youngest Fuji saw it as something close to sympathy... or irony. "Well, he won't be able to play much, of course. Not more than an hour of rigorous activities."
"..." Yuuta bit his lip, looking thorough the doorway at his sleeping brother. "I see... Thank you, Doctor Kirisawa. I must attend to something now." He replied, spying several things he would need to bring from home to the hospital. Perhaps several books...
Inside the room, Fuji stifled a sigh, but he let his smile drop, seeing the Doctor and his brother leave. He was almost guilty at this, but he couldn't help but hide, despite knowing that his brother knew his smile's emptiness, anyway. It was just getting harder to be strong, nowadays. Especially when he knew he wouldn't be able to play tennis much anymore, and that would lead to other things he'd rather not think about.
It'd been painful at first, getting his doses every now and then, at regular intervals per day. But he was finally used to it, especially after administering it to himself, if not with his sister's help, these past few years. Ah, but all good things had to come to an end, and this was it. It had gotten out of control, even for a day, and his life would never be the same again. Everyone would know, that under his 'strength underneath' there was really, a weak person. And he'd never be able to keep up. Again.
But that had happened at his old school... "Hgn." He shook his head, trying to dispel the thoughts. It only gave him a splitting headache, and though that trail of thought disappeared, another problem surfaced.
The Tennis Club.
He wondered, who would replace him. Perhaps Inui, but then again, when he was in the team, they were quite formidable, and he had enough confidence in his own skills to know that Seigaku Tennis Club had just lost a valuable player. Maybe he'd become manager in Inui's place... At least that would keep him in the club. And that alone would make him very happy, seeing that Tezuka wouldn't spare his time on something... or anyone useless.
Fuji sighed.
Stupid illness.
Why me?
A/N: How was it?! I hope it's ok, I didn't mean for it to take so long, and I want to thank those who reviewed. But it's my exams!! (Next week onwards would be holidays though... hehe.) And I was really sidetracked by a challenge that my friend set for me: Menstruation. Menstruation and the Tenipuri boys. See how hard it would be to write, if it wasn't supposed to be utter nonsense? sighs
Anyways. I hope you do leave me a review, it would be greatly appreciated.
Next Chapter: Seigaku Team's Visit... And some news.
Ja-ne, Vanilla Fox.