Kismet chapter 6
Disclaimer: I do not own the tenipuri boys. At all.
A/N: Fic finished, feeling a bit sad (sniff). Hope you guys enjoyed! This isn't really the end, the epilogue is on the way (will involve golden pair.. -hinthint- )
Entwined Destinies
Slowly, unable to believe his ears, Fuji opened his eyes, revealing two shocked sapphire orbs. This.. was unbelievable. It was more than what he was hoping to hear, more than he had ever dared to dream about. Before he could control himself, laughter bubbled up from his throat, in sheer delight and amusement. Slowly, he willed himself to speak.
"Ne, buchou, I would never have guessed that you were the soft-toy type," Fuji chuckled softly, tilting his head up to glance fondly at Tezuka.
Grudgingly, Tezuka gave a soft growl of admission, and without warning, enveloped Fuji in his arms.
"Now that I have the original one here, I'll never need substitute stuffed toys again," Tezuka said, his words slightly muffled as his head was buried into Fuji's shoulder.
"Kunimitsu…" Fuji mumbled, ruffling Tezuka's hair with one hand.
"Hm?"
"I love you."
A rare smile blossomed onto Tezuka's face. Fuji Syuusuke, his ultimate rival, best friend and long-time love interest all in one actually loved him. Drawing Fuji closer to him, Tezuka whispered,
"As I love you, Syuusuke."
"Took us five years of waiting to finally confess. How slow we both are, ne?"
Tezuka gently cupped Fuji's cheek without speaking a word, and pulled him back for another kiss. Yes, they both were complete idiots. Idiots for letting this happiness slip through their fingers like fine sand and only collecting it back five years later. Yet, he wouldn't change this bliss for anything in the world. This was where he belonged, and he was never letting go again.
Tezuka felt slim fingers slip under his shirt, lightly tracing a route across his finely-sculpted abdomen. Those mischievous fingers danced about, higher and higher, dangerously nearing a nipple. Grinning playfully at Tezuka, Fuji pinched and toyed with it, enjoying the sensations that clouded Tezuka's face.
Tezuka moaned and writhed under Fuji's touch, experiencing feelings that he had never felt before. Encircling the wrist of said hand, Tezuka gently pulled it away.
"If you want to, Syuusuke…." Tezuka whispered in a low, sensual undertone.
Tezuka's voice sent shivers up Fuji's spine.
"Yes.. I want to… I want you," Fuji purred. He belatedly realized that they were in the living room.
"Let's go to your room then. Lead the way?"
"This way.."
Two figures laid in Fuji's bed that night, with the moonlight streaming in from the window, bestowing upon them a future filled with warmth and love.
THE END
Rather short because I decided to keep it short, sweet and fluffy. Please review!
