Going Away A Prince Of Tennis [Tennis no Ohjisama] Fic
Warning: Contains Shounen-Ai [aka Yaoi]
Pairings: Tezuji, Kikoishi, Inukai, Momochizen Such cute names...
Disclaimer: Fine!! Tenipuri belongs to Konomi-sensei... But Fuji belongs to MEEE!!! gets hit by Tezuka
Summary: Time for Tezuka and Fuji to leave... What awaits them in Germany? Tezuka sweetness! (Kind of OOC...)
Notes: Holiday holiiiiiiday is in a few more days! I'm not so happy though... I still need to study, because my grades were awful! I usually get straight As... now, I got everything at B, except for Art... I'm usually top for English and Literature, but... I failed Lit, and English was horrible... I''m not sure I'll be able to type for a while... Parents were very angry... sigh (What are the chances peeps are gonna kill me for uploading so late?
Last Chapter:
"Mada mada da ne, senpai. You shouldn't bother about things that don't concern you."
Momo gave the boy a sideways look, and sighed. He stood up and began to walk away, to get his water bottle. Putting his hands in his pocket, he mumbled something, which Echizen barely heard. But when he did, it gave him something to think about.
"But it does concern me, when I want it to happen too."
"Mada mada de ne... Hontou."
Chapter 6
"Take care of my son for me, Kunimitsu-kun. Thank you for being such a good friend." Mrs Fuji repeated for the umpteenth time that day, smiling at her son's 'good friend'. From behind her, Yuuta struggled to stifle his snickers. Tezuka, though a good person, was hardly openly altruistic.
But he couldn't blame either for not correcting his mother. He couldn't, and didn't even want to imagine his mother's reaction if she were told that Fuji and Tezuka's relationship was much more than that... He snorted- but quickly turned it into a cough, and covered his mouth to cover his smile, as he stood in front of the two. "The team's waiting for you. Have a nice time- good luck. Take care of yourself, aniki, Tezuka-san." As he shook his brother's koi's hand, he couldn't help but smirk, at the smile obvious in Tezuka's eyes.
He and his brother honestly wondered, how they knew these things, and yet, their mother was so... clueless.
Environment over genes, they supposed.
"Aa. Daijobu, I will take care of Shuusuke. We will come back... fine." He murmured in reply, nodding curtly. Mrs Fuji smiled quizzically at the comment, but didn't seem to realize anything. Instead, eyes twinkling, Fuji Yumiko, the eldest child, and only girl in the Fuji family, smiled gently at the two of them.
"I'm pretty sure you will. Take care of yourselves. Don't... strain yourself too much, Shuusuke." Yumiko chided teasingly, with a sly undertone, smiling and kissing him on the cheek. Fuji merely smiled, and nodded.
"Did you bring your medication with you?"
Nod.
"Remember to tell Tezuka where it is."
Nod.
"Do the stewards know about your condition?"
Nod.
"Are you sure that the ambulance will be at the airport on time?"
Nod.
"Don't do anything naughty?" ...
She laughed, a foxy- sly kind of laugh, as her younger brother turned pink at the cheeks, and there and then, Tezuka knew whom Fuji had gotten his femininity from. Down to the last subtle jab. He made a mental point to himself, to not mess with- and avoid at all costs, Fuji Yumiko.
They turned to face the Seigaku regulars, who were all wearing sad smiles on their faces, some, like Oishi, a worried frown. Fuji fought the urge to scowl. Instead, he moulded his voice into a smooth tone, and delivered his usual comforting speech. "Saa... Daijobu des, minna! We'll be back, and besides, we'll be able to play again, the both of us, when we come back. Ok?"
"Nyaa!! I want to go with you!" Eiji wailed, launching himself on Fuji, who smiled and patted his head, his usual mask of a smile on his face.
"It's alright. We'll be back. Besides," he murmured into Eiji's ear, "You wouldn't leave Oishi to be sad, right?"
Almost at once, the red headed third year nodded, and let go of his best friend. "But- Fuji...Aa, you'd just better come back as soon as you can!"
It wasn't that Fuji had sensed that underlying of stronger emotions than plain friendship, but he chose to ignore it, seeing that to him, it seemed the least harmful way out. But that didn't stop Eiji from feeling rejected and confused with himself. That was why Fuji made sure that he was turning the boy more and more towards their vice captain, maybe even more than he himself had known.
"I promise, we will." Tezuka stated firmly, disrupting Fuji's thoughts. "I'll make sure Shuu-Fuji comes back."
Everyone nodded, and said their farewells, and watched, as the two boarded their plane, and as the Boeing flew off into the sky, soon, nothing but a distant dot in the endless, infinite-seeming expanse.
In the plane, Tezuka looked at Fuji, who was sitting beside the window, looking out onto the miniature houses and buildings... He smiled slightly, a miniscule curling up of the lips, in a comforting manner, and put an arm around his koi. "Everything will be alright..." Fuji looked at him, blue eyes showing. And in them, it was just like a book, no- actually, like a child's read-easy book. Everything was bared before Tezuka, and he was almost overwhelmed by Fuji's trust in him.
"I'm quite sure too, since you're with me, but..." And then, Tezuka saw it. He realized what was making Fuji so shifty. And he was touched that the usually guarded, and independent prodigy, had chosen to show him.
He was scared.
"Shuusuke... It'll all be alright, I promise." He murmured into the vanilla-y scented hair of his lover, rocking them both back and forth it a soothing, almost lulling manner. He felt, rather than saw, Fuji's smile come back, as he kissed him on the forehead. "It's alright... With me, if you... let your mask down." He said, choosing his words, or at least, forcing them to come out. "I- I'd be scared too, if I were in your situation."
"Arigato, Kunimitsu... I know that meant a lot." He said, smiling with his eyes open. For the indefatigable, cool, collected Seigaku captain to actually admit it, that he too, was- or could be, scared... "Aishteru."
"Mmm..." Tezuka replied, smiling. And suddenly, he saw the possibilities of an almost-a-day-long flight, and living alone, with Fuji, for two months. Most likely, his father was working most of the time, and would leave them relatively alone. And the hospitalization period was only a week and a half, after which they would have to go to the hospital every two days for checkups. That left a lot- quite a bit, at least, of free time... for a lot of... stuff. Tezuka suddenly felt flushed, and tried valiantly to think of 'stuff'. /Shopping, sightseeing, yeah, sightseeing, uhm... the food...STUFF! NOT THAT KIND OF 'STUFF'!!!/ He mentally screamed at himself.
To Fuji's amusement, he contemplated about what was Tezuka thinking when the latter flushed and suddenly had a deathgrip on the arm of the chair. "Ne, Kunimitsu..." He was startled as Tezuka jumped at Fuji's voice so close to his ear. "Are you alright?"
"A-a.... Yeah..." Tezuka mumbled, closing his eyes tightly and opening them again. "Just a headache." He said dismissively, and leant back into the chair, turning his head to face Fuji, who was smiling, thinking (schemingly) about what Tezuka could've been thinking of. He was still the same person, no matter all these... obstacles. He thought, his smile unconsciously turning into a smirk. When Tezuka saw this, he (wisely) pretended to be tired, and tried to sleep.
It was going to be a long flight...
Beside him, Fuji watched the clouds, taking snapshots of nice scenes every now and then. He looked at Tezuka, who was breathing evenly, but too shallowly for him to be really asleep. Fuji smiled at this, but left his koi alone. He smiled and took another shot, but this time, kept the lens focused on Tezuka, who, he could've sworn, flinched. The older boy fought the urge to laugh, but almost failed- it came out as a kind of snicker.
Hearing himself snicker was odd, he reflected, as he closed his eyes and leant against the seat. For once, he felt truly close to the feeling of content. And that wasn't very often. It was more of a... once in a very long while kind of thing. Just right now, he had all the pieces he needed to complete his life, it was just that there were a few obstacles, like for example, his condition. Just the thought of having someone else touch him and cut him... He shuddered.
It seemed that Tezuka felt his movement, and to his delight, the captain thought he was asleep, and put and arm around him. Yeah, he had all the pieces. And Tezuka was the one who was going to help him put everything together. He was thankful. But there was another thing... Yumiko and Yuuta knew, and seemed to accept this relationship of his, but what about his mother? He couldn't care less about his father, but what about Tezuka's parents? Fuji frowned against Tezuka's shoulder, and stopped his sigh. What would come, would come. Just like what had happened, happened, and he couldn't change it.
The thought brought comfort to him, and the frown melted away, for sleep to take it's place. Fuji's last coherent thought was Tezuka looking at him with a smile, and then... Bliss of dreams was supposed to be useless, and sad, because it was only a dream, but... He sighed, and turned over.
"-landing... minutes... wake..."
"Yes...will...ten?" There was a shuffling sound, and Fuji found his soft, and warm nest moving. He scowled in annoyance and tried to find the correct position again, but couldn't. Instead, someone was shaking him softly, and was calling him. Tezuka, he realized, was waking him up. To tease, or not to tease? His mind mocked, bringing a smirk onto his lips, which he immediately wiped away. Good thing the captain didn't see it.
"Shuusuke..."
"Ngh..." He turned to face the other way, nestling himself deeper into the (cramped, but he'd do anything to annoy.) seat, and curled up. Fuji heard his koi give a snort of impatience, and he almost laughed. It was so easy, almost tantalizingly so. But he decided that making a scene in the plane and making his ambulance wait was not a good idea. He was about to start 'waking up', but to his surprise, and, yes, he'd admit it, immense enjoyment, a pair of strong arms lifted him up to be brought down the ramp, to the waiting ambulance.
Tezuka was just too sweet.
Really, under all that, he was such a softy... Fuji smirked at the thought, mentally, of course. He seemed to be doing that a lot more these days. Tezuka was just so much fun to be around... He wondered what his dad might be like, if they even met.
Letting a small yawn go, he' woke up' to look into a pair of warm brown eyes. Tezuka was looking quite edgy, after all, they were on their way to the hospital... But he reached a hand over and squeezed Fuji's hand. Fuji smiled truly in return, and nodded. He turned to the medic who was asking questions, about his condition and so on, and so forth. He felt too sleepy, unusually enough, to reply, but the bespectacled boy started answering all of the questions for him, as if he had... studied, or something. Yeah, Tezuka was just too sweet. (Almost insulin inducing...)
His room was on the eighth floor, with a nice view, of trees, the garden, and the roads. Skyscraper and houses, and buildings were dotted all over, and everything looked so... clean, and neat, and tidy. It was certainly a nice place to be in. And besides his bed, there was a small table, and a cot on the side, for someone to sleep in. There was a miniscule kitchen, if you can even call it that, and a bathroom.
He looked at Tezuka, who was looking from their luggage tickets, to Fuji, and back to the little slips of paper. He smiled at the contemplative boy, and sat on the bed. "You go on and get everything settled, I promise I'll be a good boy." He said with a sickly-sweet-fake innocent tone, that he could've sworn Tezuka had snorted. But the captain merely coughed, and nodded, turning gratefully to Fuji. The luggage they needed was already there, but the rest of their stuff for the two month stay were still waiting to be claimed. "Really." He said with a more sombre tone, smiling. "You go on, just..." He trailed off, uncertain of how to continue.
Tezuka had a ghost of a smile on his pale face as he bent down to give Fuji a kiss on the forehead. "I'll be back as soon as I can." With that, he had gone off in a swirl of forest green and brown.
His trip to the apartment didn't take long. And as could be expected, his father wasn't there. Instead, the guard at the reception was welcoming and showed him the door, besides giving him keys and directions. It was only fortunate that Tezuka already knew how to speak quite a bit of German, as he asked questions. Judging from the receptionist, the man was very bored with his job, and certainly was scared of his father.
Hesitantly, he asked, before pulling out his keys from his pocket, "Is my father- Mr Tezuka, often home?"
The answer, as was predicted, was in the negative. He fought the urge to smile, and instead, nodded his thanks before going in and scanning the apartment. Another predictable thing. The place was furnished mostly in glass, and chrome, and was quite spacious. Shaking his head, the young man of eighteen (see a/n) quickly set everything in order, and left as soon as he could.
When he had gotten back, Fuji was asleep, or at least, nodding off. A heavyset woman looked at him with surprise, then recognition. Valiantly, she tried to speak English, and in return, Tezuka replied. "He had been waiting for your return. Registration and initial tests are over, everything will start tomorrow." He nodded his thanks, and as she left, he went over to the bed, scooping up, and giving Fuji's hand a squeeze. The boy gave a contented sort of smile, before his eyes closed fully, and he slipped off.
Tezuka looked out the window, and was surprised to see the night sky, and the moon, and the stars so clearly. He sighed and looked at the clock. "8 47" With that, he went into the bathroom with a change of clothing, and went through his nightly rituals. It was going to be an even longer day tomorrow, he thought grimly to himself.
A/N: Aa... My head hurts... I've been getting migraines too frequently these days... I have to go now, but I promise that I'll try hard to make the next chapter will be longer. Gomenasai, everyone. Now you know why I updated early. I'm guessing that this has only about three chapters or so left, then this will be the first fic I ever finished.
Btw, I really suggest all the Tezuji fans to go to LJ and search for TezuFuji Community. It's so... nice. And Arithion's Smile, which is only a few chapters here, is already nearing thirty there. So... Yeah. And Tenipuri Yaoi's also a nice place!
Ja-ne, Vanilla Fox
P.S. Anyone know any remedy for migraines/ headaches? I'd appreciate it greatly.
Warning: Contains Shounen-Ai [aka Yaoi]
Pairings: Tezuji, Kikoishi, Inukai, Momochizen Such cute names...
Disclaimer: Fine!! Tenipuri belongs to Konomi-sensei... But Fuji belongs to MEEE!!! gets hit by Tezuka
Summary: Time for Tezuka and Fuji to leave... What awaits them in Germany? Tezuka sweetness! (Kind of OOC...)
Notes: Holiday holiiiiiiday is in a few more days! I'm not so happy though... I still need to study, because my grades were awful! I usually get straight As... now, I got everything at B, except for Art... I'm usually top for English and Literature, but... I failed Lit, and English was horrible... I''m not sure I'll be able to type for a while... Parents were very angry... sigh (What are the chances peeps are gonna kill me for uploading so late?
Last Chapter:
"Mada mada da ne, senpai. You shouldn't bother about things that don't concern you."
Momo gave the boy a sideways look, and sighed. He stood up and began to walk away, to get his water bottle. Putting his hands in his pocket, he mumbled something, which Echizen barely heard. But when he did, it gave him something to think about.
"But it does concern me, when I want it to happen too."
"Mada mada de ne... Hontou."
Chapter 6
"Take care of my son for me, Kunimitsu-kun. Thank you for being such a good friend." Mrs Fuji repeated for the umpteenth time that day, smiling at her son's 'good friend'. From behind her, Yuuta struggled to stifle his snickers. Tezuka, though a good person, was hardly openly altruistic.
But he couldn't blame either for not correcting his mother. He couldn't, and didn't even want to imagine his mother's reaction if she were told that Fuji and Tezuka's relationship was much more than that... He snorted- but quickly turned it into a cough, and covered his mouth to cover his smile, as he stood in front of the two. "The team's waiting for you. Have a nice time- good luck. Take care of yourself, aniki, Tezuka-san." As he shook his brother's koi's hand, he couldn't help but smirk, at the smile obvious in Tezuka's eyes.
He and his brother honestly wondered, how they knew these things, and yet, their mother was so... clueless.
Environment over genes, they supposed.
"Aa. Daijobu, I will take care of Shuusuke. We will come back... fine." He murmured in reply, nodding curtly. Mrs Fuji smiled quizzically at the comment, but didn't seem to realize anything. Instead, eyes twinkling, Fuji Yumiko, the eldest child, and only girl in the Fuji family, smiled gently at the two of them.
"I'm pretty sure you will. Take care of yourselves. Don't... strain yourself too much, Shuusuke." Yumiko chided teasingly, with a sly undertone, smiling and kissing him on the cheek. Fuji merely smiled, and nodded.
"Did you bring your medication with you?"
Nod.
"Remember to tell Tezuka where it is."
Nod.
"Do the stewards know about your condition?"
Nod.
"Are you sure that the ambulance will be at the airport on time?"
Nod.
"Don't do anything naughty?" ...
She laughed, a foxy- sly kind of laugh, as her younger brother turned pink at the cheeks, and there and then, Tezuka knew whom Fuji had gotten his femininity from. Down to the last subtle jab. He made a mental point to himself, to not mess with- and avoid at all costs, Fuji Yumiko.
They turned to face the Seigaku regulars, who were all wearing sad smiles on their faces, some, like Oishi, a worried frown. Fuji fought the urge to scowl. Instead, he moulded his voice into a smooth tone, and delivered his usual comforting speech. "Saa... Daijobu des, minna! We'll be back, and besides, we'll be able to play again, the both of us, when we come back. Ok?"
"Nyaa!! I want to go with you!" Eiji wailed, launching himself on Fuji, who smiled and patted his head, his usual mask of a smile on his face.
"It's alright. We'll be back. Besides," he murmured into Eiji's ear, "You wouldn't leave Oishi to be sad, right?"
Almost at once, the red headed third year nodded, and let go of his best friend. "But- Fuji...Aa, you'd just better come back as soon as you can!"
It wasn't that Fuji had sensed that underlying of stronger emotions than plain friendship, but he chose to ignore it, seeing that to him, it seemed the least harmful way out. But that didn't stop Eiji from feeling rejected and confused with himself. That was why Fuji made sure that he was turning the boy more and more towards their vice captain, maybe even more than he himself had known.
"I promise, we will." Tezuka stated firmly, disrupting Fuji's thoughts. "I'll make sure Shuu-Fuji comes back."
Everyone nodded, and said their farewells, and watched, as the two boarded their plane, and as the Boeing flew off into the sky, soon, nothing but a distant dot in the endless, infinite-seeming expanse.
In the plane, Tezuka looked at Fuji, who was sitting beside the window, looking out onto the miniature houses and buildings... He smiled slightly, a miniscule curling up of the lips, in a comforting manner, and put an arm around his koi. "Everything will be alright..." Fuji looked at him, blue eyes showing. And in them, it was just like a book, no- actually, like a child's read-easy book. Everything was bared before Tezuka, and he was almost overwhelmed by Fuji's trust in him.
"I'm quite sure too, since you're with me, but..." And then, Tezuka saw it. He realized what was making Fuji so shifty. And he was touched that the usually guarded, and independent prodigy, had chosen to show him.
He was scared.
"Shuusuke... It'll all be alright, I promise." He murmured into the vanilla-y scented hair of his lover, rocking them both back and forth it a soothing, almost lulling manner. He felt, rather than saw, Fuji's smile come back, as he kissed him on the forehead. "It's alright... With me, if you... let your mask down." He said, choosing his words, or at least, forcing them to come out. "I- I'd be scared too, if I were in your situation."
"Arigato, Kunimitsu... I know that meant a lot." He said, smiling with his eyes open. For the indefatigable, cool, collected Seigaku captain to actually admit it, that he too, was- or could be, scared... "Aishteru."
"Mmm..." Tezuka replied, smiling. And suddenly, he saw the possibilities of an almost-a-day-long flight, and living alone, with Fuji, for two months. Most likely, his father was working most of the time, and would leave them relatively alone. And the hospitalization period was only a week and a half, after which they would have to go to the hospital every two days for checkups. That left a lot- quite a bit, at least, of free time... for a lot of... stuff. Tezuka suddenly felt flushed, and tried valiantly to think of 'stuff'. /Shopping, sightseeing, yeah, sightseeing, uhm... the food...STUFF! NOT THAT KIND OF 'STUFF'!!!/ He mentally screamed at himself.
To Fuji's amusement, he contemplated about what was Tezuka thinking when the latter flushed and suddenly had a deathgrip on the arm of the chair. "Ne, Kunimitsu..." He was startled as Tezuka jumped at Fuji's voice so close to his ear. "Are you alright?"
"A-a.... Yeah..." Tezuka mumbled, closing his eyes tightly and opening them again. "Just a headache." He said dismissively, and leant back into the chair, turning his head to face Fuji, who was smiling, thinking (schemingly) about what Tezuka could've been thinking of. He was still the same person, no matter all these... obstacles. He thought, his smile unconsciously turning into a smirk. When Tezuka saw this, he (wisely) pretended to be tired, and tried to sleep.
It was going to be a long flight...
Beside him, Fuji watched the clouds, taking snapshots of nice scenes every now and then. He looked at Tezuka, who was breathing evenly, but too shallowly for him to be really asleep. Fuji smiled at this, but left his koi alone. He smiled and took another shot, but this time, kept the lens focused on Tezuka, who, he could've sworn, flinched. The older boy fought the urge to laugh, but almost failed- it came out as a kind of snicker.
Hearing himself snicker was odd, he reflected, as he closed his eyes and leant against the seat. For once, he felt truly close to the feeling of content. And that wasn't very often. It was more of a... once in a very long while kind of thing. Just right now, he had all the pieces he needed to complete his life, it was just that there were a few obstacles, like for example, his condition. Just the thought of having someone else touch him and cut him... He shuddered.
It seemed that Tezuka felt his movement, and to his delight, the captain thought he was asleep, and put and arm around him. Yeah, he had all the pieces. And Tezuka was the one who was going to help him put everything together. He was thankful. But there was another thing... Yumiko and Yuuta knew, and seemed to accept this relationship of his, but what about his mother? He couldn't care less about his father, but what about Tezuka's parents? Fuji frowned against Tezuka's shoulder, and stopped his sigh. What would come, would come. Just like what had happened, happened, and he couldn't change it.
The thought brought comfort to him, and the frown melted away, for sleep to take it's place. Fuji's last coherent thought was Tezuka looking at him with a smile, and then... Bliss of dreams was supposed to be useless, and sad, because it was only a dream, but... He sighed, and turned over.
"-landing... minutes... wake..."
"Yes...will...ten?" There was a shuffling sound, and Fuji found his soft, and warm nest moving. He scowled in annoyance and tried to find the correct position again, but couldn't. Instead, someone was shaking him softly, and was calling him. Tezuka, he realized, was waking him up. To tease, or not to tease? His mind mocked, bringing a smirk onto his lips, which he immediately wiped away. Good thing the captain didn't see it.
"Shuusuke..."
"Ngh..." He turned to face the other way, nestling himself deeper into the (cramped, but he'd do anything to annoy.) seat, and curled up. Fuji heard his koi give a snort of impatience, and he almost laughed. It was so easy, almost tantalizingly so. But he decided that making a scene in the plane and making his ambulance wait was not a good idea. He was about to start 'waking up', but to his surprise, and, yes, he'd admit it, immense enjoyment, a pair of strong arms lifted him up to be brought down the ramp, to the waiting ambulance.
Tezuka was just too sweet.
Really, under all that, he was such a softy... Fuji smirked at the thought, mentally, of course. He seemed to be doing that a lot more these days. Tezuka was just so much fun to be around... He wondered what his dad might be like, if they even met.
Letting a small yawn go, he' woke up' to look into a pair of warm brown eyes. Tezuka was looking quite edgy, after all, they were on their way to the hospital... But he reached a hand over and squeezed Fuji's hand. Fuji smiled truly in return, and nodded. He turned to the medic who was asking questions, about his condition and so on, and so forth. He felt too sleepy, unusually enough, to reply, but the bespectacled boy started answering all of the questions for him, as if he had... studied, or something. Yeah, Tezuka was just too sweet. (Almost insulin inducing...)
His room was on the eighth floor, with a nice view, of trees, the garden, and the roads. Skyscraper and houses, and buildings were dotted all over, and everything looked so... clean, and neat, and tidy. It was certainly a nice place to be in. And besides his bed, there was a small table, and a cot on the side, for someone to sleep in. There was a miniscule kitchen, if you can even call it that, and a bathroom.
He looked at Tezuka, who was looking from their luggage tickets, to Fuji, and back to the little slips of paper. He smiled at the contemplative boy, and sat on the bed. "You go on and get everything settled, I promise I'll be a good boy." He said with a sickly-sweet-fake innocent tone, that he could've sworn Tezuka had snorted. But the captain merely coughed, and nodded, turning gratefully to Fuji. The luggage they needed was already there, but the rest of their stuff for the two month stay were still waiting to be claimed. "Really." He said with a more sombre tone, smiling. "You go on, just..." He trailed off, uncertain of how to continue.
Tezuka had a ghost of a smile on his pale face as he bent down to give Fuji a kiss on the forehead. "I'll be back as soon as I can." With that, he had gone off in a swirl of forest green and brown.
His trip to the apartment didn't take long. And as could be expected, his father wasn't there. Instead, the guard at the reception was welcoming and showed him the door, besides giving him keys and directions. It was only fortunate that Tezuka already knew how to speak quite a bit of German, as he asked questions. Judging from the receptionist, the man was very bored with his job, and certainly was scared of his father.
Hesitantly, he asked, before pulling out his keys from his pocket, "Is my father- Mr Tezuka, often home?"
The answer, as was predicted, was in the negative. He fought the urge to smile, and instead, nodded his thanks before going in and scanning the apartment. Another predictable thing. The place was furnished mostly in glass, and chrome, and was quite spacious. Shaking his head, the young man of eighteen (see a/n) quickly set everything in order, and left as soon as he could.
When he had gotten back, Fuji was asleep, or at least, nodding off. A heavyset woman looked at him with surprise, then recognition. Valiantly, she tried to speak English, and in return, Tezuka replied. "He had been waiting for your return. Registration and initial tests are over, everything will start tomorrow." He nodded his thanks, and as she left, he went over to the bed, scooping up, and giving Fuji's hand a squeeze. The boy gave a contented sort of smile, before his eyes closed fully, and he slipped off.
Tezuka looked out the window, and was surprised to see the night sky, and the moon, and the stars so clearly. He sighed and looked at the clock. "8 47" With that, he went into the bathroom with a change of clothing, and went through his nightly rituals. It was going to be an even longer day tomorrow, he thought grimly to himself.
A/N: Aa... My head hurts... I've been getting migraines too frequently these days... I have to go now, but I promise that I'll try hard to make the next chapter will be longer. Gomenasai, everyone. Now you know why I updated early. I'm guessing that this has only about three chapters or so left, then this will be the first fic I ever finished.
Btw, I really suggest all the Tezuji fans to go to LJ and search for TezuFuji Community. It's so... nice. And Arithion's Smile, which is only a few chapters here, is already nearing thirty there. So... Yeah. And Tenipuri Yaoi's also a nice place!
Ja-ne, Vanilla Fox
P.S. Anyone know any remedy for migraines/ headaches? I'd appreciate it greatly.