Re-posted this cause of some typing error... Thanx alot, babytears.

This is the happy ending! Sorry if it's unsatisfactory.. i kinda rushed it out last night. and it's much shorter as compared to the sad ending, because i didn't plan to write this at first, so i had a bit of trouble thinking of a happy ending. But anyways, anything for my readers ne? Hope you'll like it. Comments pls, Sankyuu!

The happy ending of this entire fic is specially dedicated to Fujiko-chan, Moineau, and driftingwanderer. Well, they were the ones who requested for a happy ending. Thanks for all your reviews!

Disclaimer: I. Only. Own. Kunisuke.

(words in /.../ are thoughts of the character.)

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It was Sunday once again, and also the last day of Tezuka's one-week break. The young Tezuka sat beside Oishi, who was driving. They were on their way to the hospital. The boy was pondering about all the things that he had learnt, about his father and Fuji, over the week. Kikumaru and Oishi had told him a lot during his one-week stay. He had certainly grown to like this amazing man who meant so much in his father's life, and staying in that man's room for the past week seemed to help him get used to the man.

"Oishi-ojisan. You said that the only way Fuji-ojisan could be saved was if he found a suitable donor right?"

"Yes, that's right."

"What would deem a person as a suitable donor?"

"Well, first of all, the blood types have to match."

"Which blood group does Fuji-ojisan belong to?"

"He's blood group B. Why are you so interested out of a sudden?"

"... My blood group is also B."

"Wait, are you thinking of – "

"I want to help him, Oishi-ojisan."

The car nearly swerved when Oishi heard that.

"Kunisuke, that's a very kind thought, but you're still young..."

"I can as long as Otosan agrees to it right?"

"Erm... yes."

At the hospital.

Oishi and Kunisuke entered the ward to see Fuji sleeping soundly, Tezuka sitting by the bed watching his sleeping angel.

"Tezuka," the raven-haired man whispered and motioned for the taller man to leave the room.

Tezuka got up and followed the man out of the room.

"Syusuke just fell asleep after taking his medicine."

"Ah... Tezuka, there's something I'll need to discuss with you."

"What is it?"

Oishi put his arm around the boy's shoulders.

"Kunisuke said he wanted to help Fuji."

The taller man looked at this son. The boy set a firm gaze on his father.

"Please let me help Fuji-ojisan."

"Kunisuke, this is no small matter do you know that? It involves operations."

"I know, Otosan. I wish to help Fuji-ojisan."

Tezuka looked into his son's determined blue eyes. If he only knew, that was exactly how his own eyes looked like whenever he had his mind set on something. He then looked at his best friend.

"What would be required for him to be a donor?"

"Firstly, I'll need you to sign a consent form because he's underage. Then – "

Oishi's hand-phone rang.

"– Ah, sumimasen. It's an important call."

The green-eyed man walked aside to answer the call. Tezuka then focused his attention back on to his son.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Hai."

"Why the sudden decision?"

"It wasn't sudden, Otosan. I've been thinking about it for the past three days. I've heard a lot about your past during my stay at Oishi-ojisan's place. I know how much he means to you. In fact, I kind of... like him too, as an ojisan, of course. And you mean a lot to me, Otosan. I want you to be happy."

Tezuka smiled slightly at his son in appreciation. He was at a loss for words. This boy was unbelievably understanding and mature. Again, if only he knew, that was the way he was when he was that age. There was nothing more he could ask from his son. He already owed him too much.

"Thank you, Kunisuke."

Oishi returned after his call. He had a bright smile on his face.

"Good news, Tezuka! We have just found a suitable donor for Fuji! A man just passed away from a heart attack, and his family is willing to donate both his kidneys for better use. They have ran through the tests and proved that the kidneys are compatible for transplant!"

A brilliant smile stretched across Tezuka's face. Boy, was he smiling a lot that day. Oishi's eyes widened in astonishment.

/Was Tezuka smiling? Yes, he is smiling! Tezuka is smiling! /

"Tezuka, you look good when you smile! Why don't you smile more often?"

Tezuka stopped smiling and shot Oishi a death glare.

/Oops.../

"Um... Anyway, it's good news that Fuji now has a kidney donor, but we still have not found him a liver donor..."

Tezuka looked at his son.

"Oishi, can this boy be of any help?"

"If you're willing to sign the papers, we can run him through tests to see if he is compatible..."

"What are the success rates? Will he be in any danger?"

"Theoretically, success rates are 80 percent, there isn't much danger as long as we nurse him well to prevent any infections."

Tezuka looked at his son again. The boy's azure eyes sparkled with confidence and determination.

"I'll sign."

Tezuka signed all the necessary documents immediately and Oishi took over from there. The young Tezuka was ran through various tests and checks to prove if he was healthy enough to be a donor, and if he was a compatible donor. Tezuka waited for Fuji to awaken from his nap and broke the news to him. Glistening blue orbs stared at him, stunned.

"Really?"

"Yes, Syusuke. Have I ever lied to you?"

"Yes you have! You used to get jealous when I spent time alone with Saeki, but you always lied about it. Think I believed your lies huh?"

Tezuka glared at his boyfriend. The man smiled brightly.

"Silly! Of course I believe you... you never lie when it comes to serious stuff. It's just too unbelievable! It has been eight years... I was already giving up hope that a compatible donor would come by."

"Syusuke, how could you think of giving up hope before Oishi and I did? We have never stopped searching for a suitable donor."

"I'm sorry, Mitsu... it's just... frustrating."

Tezuka cupped his boyfriend's face.

"It's all right now, Syusuke. Just rest well and get yourself mentally prepared. Oishi said that you could have the kidney transplant tomorrow if your condition is stable. And the lab reports for Kunisuke's tests will be out tomorrow, so if everything goes well, you might have another operation two days later."

Tezuka kissed Fuji's forehead lightly and turned to leave the room.

"Where are you going?"

"Make a call. I'm taking another four days off so that I can see you through this."

Fuji smiled sweetly in pure joy and appreciation.

The next day, Fuji was in great shape and the operation could be carried out. It took a few hours for the transplant to be completed. Tezuka found himself pacing up and down the corridor while waiting for the operation to be over. He had never been so anxious in his whole life. He couldn't even sit still for more than ten minutes. If people didn't know that it was a man in the operation theatre, they'd probably think that he was waiting for his wife to give birth. In fact, he wasn't even that anxious when his wife was in labour. No, it would be inappropriate to even say that he was anxious, because he was in the midst of a six-hour long meeting when his wife was in labour. He had switched off his hand-phone and ordered his secretary to divert all his calls. He only learnt that his wife had given birth after the meeting. By the time he rushed to the hospital, his wife was already asleep.

The 'Operation in Progress' light flicked off and the bespectacled man hurried to the door. Much to his relief, the operation was a great success. Fuji woke up in time to have dinner. Tezuka fed him dinner, and he finished up all his food like an obedient little boy. Kikumaru dropped by to visit in the evening and Fuji even managed to tease the redhead until he flushed and squealed. More good news came as Oishi announced that Kunisuke was proven to be a compatible donor.

Two days later, Fuji was sent into the operation theatre again. He was doing well, especially with Tezuka taking extra good care of him for the past two days. Fuji didn't even have to ask for anything because Tezuka tended to all his needs as though he could predict what Fuji wanted next. He even showered Fuji with more kisses than usual. The fair-haired man never felt that loved before. Somehow he wished that he had an operation every other day. He now knew how Atobe felt to have Kabaji at his beck and call. It certainly felt good to have someone attend to all your needs and wants. But he felt superior to that, because Tezuka was distinctively more caring, gentle, and, yes, more handsome as well.

Tezuka was even more anxious during the second operation. Not only because the operation took a longer time, but also because the two most important people in his life were in there. Although this time round Kikumaru was there waiting as well, it didn't make him any less anxious. He still paced up and down the corridor, and he still couldn't get his butt to stay on the chair for more than ten minutes. Kikumaru watched as the taller man walked up and down and he himself got all jittery and worried as well. The redhead kept buying himself a drink to calm himself down, but unknowingly, he already had nine cups of coffee and he still couldn't calm down.

"Eiji, can you sit down? You're getting on my nerves by pacing up and down."

"Maa maa... it was you who started moving about nya! And I can't help it, I'm really worried for the both of them, they've been in there for so long already..."

"I didn't need that reminder, thank you."

"Hey what did that mean nya? It's not like you're the only one who's anxious here."

The doors swung open. The two men rushed forward as though they were in a 100-metre race. Oishi walked out, looking absolutely tired, but smiling with satisfaction.

"It went smoothly. Everything is under control."

The two anxious men almost collapsed in relief. Fuji and the young Tezuka were then pushed out of the operation theatre and back to their wards. They were both sleeping soundly, with the effect of the anesthesia still valid. Oishi, Kikumaru, and Tezuka headed for the cafeteria and they all had a nice cup tea to relax their minds before Tezuka returned to the wards and Kikumaru headed home.

A few hours later.

Fuji's lids fluttered open and close, trying to adjust to the light in the room. When he was finally able to see clearly, he was greeted with a lovely smile on his boyfriend's face.

"Kunimitsu? You're smiling. I must be in heaven..."

Tezuka dropped his smile instantly and he squeezed Fuji's cheek. The man in bed chuckled lightly.

"I suppose you're feeling all right since you can joke."

"Can't blame me for that. You seldom smile like that, Kunimitsu. The last time I saw that smile was... On your 27th birthday, after you had your share of fun with your birthday present, which happened to be... Me. Remember? It was a wonderful night wasn't it? Ah... it's still fresh in my memory."

That earned Fuji a killer stare from the bespectacled man. Behind that stare though, Fuji could see that his boyfriend was blushing.

"Saa... how's Suke-chan?"

"He's doing fine. He woke up about an hour ago, and he's having his dinner now. Do you want to have your dinner?"

"Mm... not yet. I'm not hungry."

"Is there anything you want? A drink?"

"Let's see... Nope, I don't need a drink. I want... that."

The azure-eyed man pointed at his boyfriend's lips. Tezuka stared at the man in confusion. That gleam in Fuji's eyes was far too familiar.

"What do you want?"

"Come closer, I'll show you..."

The stoic man walked closer and sat down on the bed. Slowly, Fuji lifted his hand and placed his finger elegantly on Tezuka's lips.

"I want this."

Fuji's smile was all too enticing. The taller man leaned down and gently kissed the man's smiling lips. He was about to break away, when slender hands latched around his neck, bringing his head down again, his lips to meet Fuji's once more. Their tongues got entangled in a passionate kiss. The door creaked open, and a choked 'Ah' could be heard. Tezuka stopped the kiss and looked up, to find his son at the doorway, mouth hung open, face tinged pink.

"Suke-chan! How nice of you to come over... Are you feeling fine?"

"Ah."

"Saa... you don't have to feel shy, this happens all the time, ne Kunimitsu?"

The boy stared at his father. The older Tezuka had closed his eyes in agony. He suddenly wished that the effect of anesthesia had lasted longer.

"Is there anything important? If not, then go back to your room to rest, Kunisuke."

"Erm... I just came over to see if Fuji-ojisan had woken up. I'll get going, Otosan."

The boy returned to his own ward. Tezuka glared at his boyfriend.

"Did you have to say that in front of him?"

"Eh? But it's the truth, people always walk in on us."

"If you don't believe, we can try it again."

Fuji pulled Tezuka in for another tongue-tangling kiss. True enough, the next moment, Oishi stepped in and had the exact same reaction as the boy. Tezuka pulled away and glared at the annoying smirk on his boyfriend's face.

"Erm... I'll drop in and check on you later, Fuji. I'll check on Kunisuke first. Don't bother about me, go on with your... erm... stuff."

The doctor turned and walked out. Fuji chuckled in amusement.

"See, I told you it was true. If you're still not convinced, we can try it again."

"Enough of your mischief, Syusuke. I'm convinced that you're in good shape. I'll go over to Kunisuke's ward."

"Maa... all right. Come back soon, ne? I'll feel lonely here."

"Hn. I'll be back to punish you for your misbehavior."

Saa... how's the happy ending? Well, don't forget to read the epilogue for the happy ending. Its Epilogue Again.