tHE FORBIDDEN LOVE

cHp2 THE START

by huixian sama

That day's training ended with Fuji losing to Tezuka, 6 game is to 4. When Tezuka gave the dismiss signal, everyone rushed to the changing room, eager to get home as soon as possible. All except for Fuji, who deliberately slack behind, knowing that Tezuka will be the last to use the shower and leave. He wants to be around Tezuka for as long as possible. He doesn't know why, but he like being around him. Being around Tezuka always gives him a sense of security.

Only when everyone has left, Oishi with Eiji… Echizen with Momoshiro… Kaidoh with Inui, saying something about night training…Taka, well, he left even before changing, did Fuji go into the shower room. Only to discover that Tezuka is in there too. (Well, not exactly discover. He saw him going in.)

Tezuka was already preparing to shower when Fuji went in. maybe he was shocked to see him come in, but his stoic face revealed nothing.

"You are still here." Tezuka noted. As usual, it sounded more like a statement then a question.

"Hm… it seems like it." Said Fuji, as he takes out his towel, preparing to shower.

Tezuka walks into one of the stalls, closing the door behind him.

"You were not playing seriously enough during the match with me just now." Commented Tezuka as he turned on the shower.

"Maa maa… I was trying very hard to concentrate. I did the best I could." Replied Fuji as he walks into the stall next to Tezuka's and turns on the shower.

"You should not get distracted during a match. Your mind should always be focused and directed to the court." Said Tezuka. Fuji could almost see the frown that Tezuka wears ever so often forming on his forehead.

"Hai." Replied Fuji.

There was silence while the two took their shower.

"Eh, Tezuka, do you have shower foam? I forgot to bring mine."

"Yea. Which stall are you in?"

"The one next to yours."

"Here. Catch." Tezuka threw his shower foam over to Fuji.

"Arigahto."

Tezuka finished rinsing the last bit of soap from his body and dried himself, wrapped the towel around his waist and went out of his stall. He folded his dirty clothes and put it into a plastic bag and into his tennis bag.

"Ne… Tezuka," Fuji started, as he dried himself. " You know, I was concentrating on the match." He got out the stall with the towel around his waist. " It was something in the court that made me loose my focus."

"And what would that be? Fu…" Tezuka turned around, and caught his breath when he saw the half naked Fuji. "Fuji…" Tezuka whispered, more to himself then anyone.

The towel hung loosely on Fuji's slim waist. The well-built, pale and fit looking body with a touch of feminine curve, the sexy looking collar and hipbone is more then what Tezuka can stand.

Fuji's cerulean eyes drifted from Tezuka's handsome face to his body. Muscular but not chunky, with a slight tan. If he had not froze at the sight of Tezuka's body, he would have poked his abs with his finger. It's so distinct and well shaped.

Fuji stuck out his hand with the bottle of soap instinctively when he caught himself staring at Tezuka's body. "Here. Yours." Fuji handed the bottle to Tezuka with his oh-so-famous smile.

The bottle was thrust into Tezuka's face. But Tezuka wasn't interested in the bottle. He was more interested in the owner of the hand holding it. Or well, maybe the hand too.

The hand was pale and smooth looking. It was so inviting. How can he resist.

Fifteen years of self-discipline taught and self-control learnt was lost in a second.

With a swift flowing action, Tezuka grabbed hold of Fuji's arm and pulled him close to him.

Bodies collided.

It s not that Tezuka did not know that it s wrong. He knew that it s wrong. But it jus felt too right.

"Te…" Fuji started, but was silenced by Tezuka's soft and tender lips.

Tezuka pressed his lips against Fuji's and as shocked by the softness and smoothness of it. He teased Fuji's lips with his tongue and Fuji's mouth opened instinctively. Tezuka took the chance to explore the inside of Fuji's mouth.

Tezuka placed his arms around Fuji's waist, and hugged his tighter, still kissing him.

Oh my goodness! What is he doing? This is wrong. What s more, we are both guys! Fuji thought mentally. But… how can it be wrong when Tezuka is the one holding me so tightly? How can it be wrong when we are so close? How can it be wrong when his lips are against mine? Above all, how can it be wrong, when it feels so right? Fuji reasoned with himself.

Feeling Fuji not responding, Tezuka decided to stop and apologize. Maybe he doesn't like me… oh no! He might already hate me now! Thought Tezuka.

When Fuji felt Tezuka's kiss slacken, he pressed his lips against Tezuka's, and started returning the kiss, making everything right.

At that point of time, both became fire, burning with passion.

When they finally parted reluctantly for air, Tezuka did not let go of Fuji. He had waited too long. He wants to hold on to every part of this moment for as long as possible.

When they finally caught their breath, Fuji was the first to break the silence.

"Tezuka…"

"No, Fuji. Please do not speak. Please do not wake me up from this dream." Said Tezuka, holding Fuji even tighter.

Fuji laid his head on Tezuka's shoulder and whispered into Tezuka's ear. " No, Tezuka. This is not a dream. I can prove it to you." Almost immediately, Fuji lifted his head and nibbled Tezuka's neck, since he cannot reach any higher.

"You know, Tezuka, just now when I said that something in the court was distracting me, it was you I was referring to. I was yearning for you."

"Hontou desu ka?" asked Tezuka. "Then let me cure it."

Tezuka's hand traveled down Fuji's body, and stopped at the towel. He was about to undo it when he feels a hand upon his.

"Tezuka, this is a public area. We might be seen."

Tezuka frowned. " 'Tezuka'? What about Kunimitsu? …Syusuke? Anyway, there s no one here. It s safe."

"Hm… I never knew that you are so careless, Mitsu. What happened to your 'Lets not get careless now'?" said Fuji, as he let out a giggle. "Always so impatient huh?"

"Where do you suggest then? Yours or mine?"

"Anything. Your choice. But wait…" Fuji stuck out his index finger and poked Tezuka's abs.

"I wanted to do that just now, but didn't get the chance to." Fuji said, replying to Tezuka's questioning look. "Now… lets go…"

TO BE CONTINUED…

What do the Arthur, which is I, huixian- sama have to say: Gomen for the delay… can't bring my lazy ass to work. That lazy ass of mine would rather be reading fanfic instead of typing it. Sigh… oh ya… thanks for those who reviewed… hope I didn't disappoint you all too much in this chapter. Please tell me what type of scene do you all want to read. So that I can spend more time writing then thinking of what to write… yay! I m going to buy the seigaku jersey!!! Sorry… I am getting out of point.; Anyway, Please R&R Thks… and please forgive me for my bad grammar… hope the spelling s ok… since I use Microsoft word. Yea. saa... typed and edited while i was half asleep.. please forgive me for the suckiness...

to those reviewed: thks for the review i'll try my best yea... and thks for the review for "something that happened at the beach" too... if i havent remembered the title wrongly... heh!