tHE FORBIDDEN LOVE
cHp4 ANOTHER CHAPTER
by huixian sama
In Fuji' s class.
" So, are you free this Sunday?" asked Tezuka, smiling, standing next to Fuji's desk. Fuji is now packing his bag.
People are rushing out of the class, eager to get home as soon as possible. Some girls noticed the charming buchou of the tennis club talking to Fuji, and giggled loudly, trying to catch the attention of them, and failed. But no one noticed the way Tezuka was talking to Fuji. Tezuka's voice was soft and gentle. His eyes looked at Fuji lovingly, not noticing anything except for him.
" Well, it IS a Sunday." Stated Fuji, still packing his bag, eyes not leaving his bag. A small smile appeared on his lips.
The class is now half empty, and the girls had stopped trying, realizing that there is much better things to do.
" So I take it as a yes?"
Fuji looked up, eyes opened, revealing the beautiful blue orbs of his. Yes, no doubt the voice still belonged to the boy standing in front of him, but it sounded different. There is something more in it. Something he cannot put his finger on.
" I guess so." Said Fuji, trying to make out the tone of Tezuka's voice.
"Hm… so I'll pick you up at 9?" asked Tezuka, although it sounded more like a command.
" Sure. I'll be waiting." Fuji finished packing his bag.
" Good. Lets go now." Tezuka took Fuji's bag.
" No. I'll carry it myself. You hurt your shoulder during the last match with Atobe. You shouldn't carry heavy things." Fuji said, full of concern.
" Does it still hurt?" asked Fuji, as he brought his hand up to massage Tezuka's arm.
"Hm…"
Fuji' s touch was so soft and wonderful that Tezuka could only groan in satisfactory.
"Lets go to the clubhouse now, so I can massage your shoulder before the others come." Said Fuji.
They walked out of the class and towards the clubhouse.
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At the clubhouse.
" You shouldn't have tried so hard during that match. You only end up hurting yourself." Fuji chided Tezuka.
Seated on the bench, Fuji massaged Tezuka' s shoulder. Fuji had changed into his training shirt. Tezuka was topless, so that Fuji can massage his arm.
" It's alright to forfeit the match. No one would blame you. We all would rather have you forfeit the match than you hurt yourself, you know." Fuji said, still rubbing Tezuka's left shoulder, eyes never leaving it.
Tezuka stared at Fuji's concerned face. It' s so beautiful. The blue eyes and pale creamy face of Fuji's made Tezuka want him more.
Tezuka automatically brought up his right hand, bringing Fuji close to him, making contact with lips, sealing poor confused Fuji's words with his kiss.
Fuji's eyes widened in confusion at first, then when he realize what was happening, he let himself melt in Tezuka's kisses.
"Mmm… Tezuka…" moaned Fuji, in-between kisses.
Tezuka's lips moved down Fuji's neck, planting warm kisses on it. Tezuka's hand drifted into Fuji's shirt, making contact with the smooth creamy skin beneath it.
"Ah… Tezuka… mmm..." Fuji closed his eyes and groaned.
Tezuka then start to unbutton Fuji's shirt, and went down even further.
" Mitsu…"
The petting stopped abruptly.
Fuji opened his eyes, and look at Tezuka for an answer.
" Damn the shirt. There is not enough buttons." Cursed Tezuka, as if reading Fuji' s mind.
Shocked at Tezuka's vulgarity, Fuji smiled and said, " What do you expect? It s a polo tee. Anyway, I never knew that vulgarity is even in your dictionary." Teased Fuji.
Tezuka blushed and smiled shyly and slyly. " You liked it, didn't you?"
" Huh? Liked what?" asked Fuji in an innocent voice.
" You know what I was talking 'bout. Shall I continue?"
"Um… well, I don't mind."
" Ah… you liked it." Tezuka said, as he started to remove Fuji's shirt, making sure that his hand brushes against Fuji' s skin while he's at it, making Fuji shiver.
" We are in the clubhouse, mitsu. What if people comes in?" Fuji said, as Tezuka continued from where he had left off.
" Training doesn't start in an hour." Tezuka said, forcing Fuji down onto the bench.
Tezuka is now literally on top of Fuji. He is now working down to Fuji' s naval.
Enjoying every part of it, Fuji opened his legs and slung it across Tezuka's back, with Tezuka sandwiched in the middle.
Tezuka's hand traveled up Fuji' s shorts, pulling it down. When Tezuka's lip was about to go further down, he suddenly felt Fuji remove his leg, trying to sit up, forcing Tezuka to stop.
" Someone is coming." Fuji said, as he hurriedly put on his shirt and shorts, and helped the still dazed Tezuka put on his.
The door swung open. A tall figure stood at the doorstep.
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" Hm… you are early, buchou." Inui commented.
"Hn…" answered Tezuka coyly, which made Inui wonder.
" Ah… I see. Fuji is also here." Inui noted, as Fuji's face turn pink.
Both Fuji and Tezuka are now on their feet.
" Why are both your hair so messy?" asked Inui, as he wrote something in his notebook.
Both Fuji and Tezuka brushed their hair with their hand unconsciously.
Inui nodded, looking pleased with himself, and left the room.
To be continued…
A/n: ok… so this is the chapter I promised you. Weird it seems, but I wrote this chapter even before the previous. Saa… nvm nvm… I hope it s ok… I mean… this chapter. Not the fact that I wrote this before the other. Anyway, I wrote the ending too… just need to link them together. Damn… I need to work on the combined fic. But I think that I had made you guys wait too long for this… quite embarrassed bout it. "" Oh ya… did I mention that I hate writing yaoi scenes? I mean… I like READING them… not WRITING them… it s so difficult. Not sure if it is too much for you readers. Please give some feedbacks… so that I'll know, and not over do it. Yea, anyway, guess wat, for that particular scene, I mean… THAT scene, points, I edited it like… 4 to five times… okok. Enough of the one sided talking… hope you guys will R&R… that is if you think that I deserves it. Oh… ya… and please do not scream at me if you don't see me for one whole year. Well, the chance is 51, since this year is very important to me… hope you will understand. I will NEVER abandon fics… even if it takes a longer time, I will not abandon them… okok… I gtg… ja ne…