This chapter features some slight FujiRyo and FujiSaeki. really really mild though, since i still stand for FujiTezu. Hikari no Yami and Rei, hope it'll do. Once again, please review ne! Sankyuu!

Disclaimer: Really, i DO NOT own them.

Encore episode

Practice had ended for the day. Tezuka made his way to back to the clubroom after an after-practice discussion with Ryuzaki-sensei. He didn't expect to see anyone in the clubroom since the discussion lasted 20minutes. Usually by then, everyone would have showered, packed up, and left the school. Sometimes, Fuji would wait up for him, but that did not happen every time. As he neared the clubroom, he heard Fuji's voice.

"No, that won't work."

It sounded like Fuji was having a conversation with someone. But whom? Perhaps he was talking on the phone then. His had already reached the doorknob when he heard a second voice.

"Fuji-senpai. I really don't know how I should do it,"

/Fuji-senpai? That voice sounded really familiar. Right, Echizen./

Tezuka froze in his actions. Not that he had a habit of eavesdropping, in fact he despised such behavior, but since his boyfriend was involved, he reasoned with himself he had the right to hear on.

"Heh… Looks like I'll be the one saying Mada mada da ne this time."

"Can this do?"

There was a short span of silence. Tezuka was trying to make up what was happening inside between Fuji and Echizen. He wanted to know. On second thoughts, maybe not.

"Of course not. Kissing me and kissing Momoshiro is totally two different matters."

"Do this."

/Nani? Echizen kissed Fuji? What are they doing?/

Tezuka silently wished that Fuji had not done anything to betray him. He really couldn't resist the urge to find out what was happening inside. He moved over to the window to take a peek. He reprimanded himself for doing such lowly things, but he just had to. Much to his dismay, he saw Fuji leaning down towards Echizen. He couldn't see what exactly they were doing though, since Fuji's back was facing him and blocking off his entire view of Echizen. He just hoped that Fuji wasn't kissing Echizen. He quickly ducked back when Fuji straightened. He then heard a faint gasp from Echizen.

"Sasuga Fuji-senpai. I have no doubts about you being titled tensai, especially in such matters."

"My, what a fine compliment. It's rare to hear such things from you, Ryoma."

Another span of silence, followed by a soft chuckle, obviously from Fuji.

"Maa… Ryoma looks so kawaii when he blushes."

"Fuji-senpai… I need to go. See you."

"Ja ne!"

/Great, Fuji's calling him Ryoma. Please let there be nothing between them…/

The door swung open and the freshman seemed to stop dead in his tracks when he saw Tezuka standing at the doorway.

"Buchou…"

"Hn."

"Ja ne."

The freshman lowered his cap and walked off briskly. When Tezuka looked up, Fuji was walking towards him holding both their tennis bags, smiling sweetly like usual.

"Had a long discussion ne?"

"Hn."

"Shall we go?"

Tezuka took his bag from Fuji and locked up the clubroom before they both left the school grounds. Once they were out of the boundaries of school, Fuji hooked his arm around Tezuka's fondly, and the taller boy stiffened awkwardly at the sudden affection. He turned slightly to look at his boyfriend's face. No signs of unusualness.

"Kunimitsu."

Tezuka didn't reply to that call. He was too taken aback to respond. As far as he recalled, they had never been on first name basis, even though they had been together for quite sometime already. By the time he collected his thoughts and attempted to reply, the tensai had looked up, flashing him an affectionate smile. So warm and full of love. He almost smiled back, but he didn't, mind still occupied with what happened just now.

"You never called me by that."

"Maa… you don't like me to call you Kunimitsu? I just felt like. Can't I?"

"Of course you can. Syusuke."

Fuji's smile softened at that, looking exceptionally gentle and fragile. Tezuka instantly drowned into that beautiful smile, forgetting everything that happened just minutes ago. All he wanted to do was protect Fuji, and love him with every cell in his body. It didn't matter even if Fuji was seeing Echizen behind his back. As long as he could still call him by his name, still hold him in his arms, and still see that ravishing smile on his face, it would be worth even getting hurt.


Later that night.

Tezuka looked long and hard at his handphone. He had been fiddling with it for the past 15minutes or so, thinking whether or not he should call Fuji. He had lots of things to say to the fair-haired boy, but he wasn't sure if he could express himself since he did not do much talking usually. It was always Fuji taking the initiative to call him. He decided, even if it would fail, he had to at least make an attempt to call Fuji. Quickly, he punched in the numbers, the numbers that he had memorized so well he could write it out backwards with his right hand.

"Hello?"

The voice on the other end of the line did not sound familiar, and was definitely not Fuji. Maybe it was Yuuta, he thought.

"Fuji?"

"Uh, hold on."

He head the voice shout for Fuji. 'Syusuke! Your phone call!'

Ok, so that was not Yuuta since Yuuta never called his brother by his name. So who could this person be? They had to be on close terms since he addressed Fuji by his name. Was he seeing another guy? Even if he could swallow his pride and oversee Fuji dating Echizen behind his back, there was no way he could tolerate HIS boyfriend to be seeing TWO other people behind his back. Then, Tezuka heard the effeminate voice of his boyfriend in the background. 'Who is it?"

"Um, who is this speaking?"

"Te-… Kunimitsu."

The person then shouted back. 'It's Kunimitsu. You picking it up?'

Next, he heard some crashing sounds, and the person spoke again. 'Syusuke! Are you hurt? How clumsy can you get, fancy falling over a chair.'

"Hello? Kunimitsu?"

"Hn."

"What is it?"

"… did you injure yourself?"

"Ara? Oh, I'm fine, don't worry."

'No you're not fine, look at that bruise on your shin. Come, let me massage it for you.'

'Stop it Kojiroh. Please, make yourself busy.'

'Aww I'm so hurt, Syusuke. You can't put me aside like that!'

'Kojiroh…'

"Hello? Sorry, got distracted. Was there something you wanted to tell me?"

"I… I want to see you now."

"Now? It's 9.20pm you know."

"I know, Syusuke. I want to see you now. I need to see you now."

"Saa… alright then. I'll see you at the park in 15minutes."

"Hn. Ja."

Fuji hung up and stared at his phone for awhile. He had never heard Tezuka talk in such a tone before. It was rather scary. Even scarier than when he makes people run a thousand laps (though he never did). He sounded really insistent, demanding and commanding. A kind of tone that he never used on Fuji, especially as a boyfriend. Fuji grabbed his wallet and keys, put on his coat and left for the park.


15minutes later.

As Fuji approached the park, he could see a person standing there already. Judging by the height of the person, it had to be Tezuka, especially since not many people would be at the park at this kind of time in the night. Tezuka seemed to have heard his footsteps, for he turned around to look at him.

"Syusuke."

"Saa… did you miss me that badly, Kunimitsu?"

"…"

"Why did you need to see me that urgently?"

"Are you seeing anyone apart from me?"

"Kunimitsu? Why are you asking me that?"

"Just answer my question."

"Of course not! Why are you suspecting me of that? You don't trust me."

"I'm trying to prove to myself that I am not mistrusting you."

"What?!"

Fuji was about to blow up, his smile had faded. Of all things, Tezuka suspected that he betrayed him. It was an insult. He loved Tezuka. He really did, wholeheartedly. And here, Tezuka was saying that he was fooling around behind his back. It hurt real bad. The both of them stood there in silence for a long time, both of them saying nothing, staring at the floor in anguish. Finally, Tezuka broke the torturous span of silence.

"Who was that just now?"

Fuji looked up at his boyfriend. Tezuka sounded so much like a possessive boyfriend. He was amused, but he didn't know whether or not he should let it show.

"You mean Kojiroh?"

"Whatever his name is. Who is he?"

"He's just a long-time friend. Maybe you know him better as Saeki."

Right. That name did ring a bell now. He was sure he heard that name somewhere. Somewhere in his memory it appeared that this Saeki person Fuji was talking about was Fuji's good friend. Ok, so he had just made a fool out of himself.

"What about Echizen?"

"Echizen? What about him?"

"You were kissing him."

Fuji's eyes flew open. Lightning blue orbs pierced straight into Tezuka's eyes in outrage.

"I did not! Tezuka Kunimitsu, stop accusing me of things like that! I never did anything to let you down."

Tezuka stared at his blue-eyed lover. He had never seen Fuji's eyes so filled with anger and unjust. Not even when he played against Mizuki, who had caused Yuuta to be injured. He knew, Fuji had to be speaking the truth. He felt lost out of a sudden. What was he supposed to do now? How was he supposed ask for Fuji's forgiveness when he had just done something to hurt him that intensely? So much for wanting to protect Fuji, he ended up the one hurting him the most. On impulse, he pulled the lithe body into a tight embrace, not loosening his grip even though Fuji was struggling in his arms. He waited till Fuji settled down.

"I'm sorry… Syusuke… please forgive my foolishness. I should never have doubted you."

Fuji remained silent in his embrace, not speaking, not moving… if not for the soft breathing sounds, he would have thought Fuji had suffocated from his tight embrace. He gently ran his hand through the silken chocolate strands.

"Syusuke?"

"Why did you?"

"I… I overheard your conversation with Echizen."

Fuji remained still for awhile more, before chuckling softly.

"Baka. Ryoma is dating Momoshiro. He was asking me if the tactics from the fanfiction would work on Momoshiro."

"But I heard you say something about kissing you."

"Well, because the pairing in the fan fiction he showed me was me and him."

"Then what did you do to make him blush?"

"I merely whispered into his ear a suggestion that I believe would make Momoshiro go over the edge."

A smile broke out on Fuji's face, much to Tezuka's relief.

"You were jealous weren't you?"

"I was not."

"Was to."

"Was not."

"Liar. I saw it in your eyes. I heard it in your voice."

"I… Ok… maybe I was, a little."

Fuji giggled at Tezuka's unwilling confession.

"I forgive you."

"Thank you. I'm sorry. I promise not to do it again."

Fuji smiled and nuzzled his cheek against Tezuka's chest, wrapping his arms around Tezuka's waist lovingly.

"Syusuke, I love you."

The smaller boy looked up instantly, eyes wide open in surprise. Tezuka had never said those words before. It was too delightful to hear. Soon, his surprised expression melted into a smile of happiness.

"I love you too. Kunimitsu."

Tezuka leaned down to claim his boyfriend's lips.

Under the sliver rays of the moon, they stood, in each other's embrace, savoring the warmth from the other; lip locked, silently speaking volumes of emotion and passion for the other; hearts joined, beating in synchronization and feeling the same immense abundance of love for each other.

-owari-


I would like to thank everyone for reading and reviewing all along. Sad to say, i'll be ending this title soon, cos' i'm REALLY running out of ideas and pairings. In fact, i didn't even plan to have this chapter. I only wrote it cos' i felt bad for ending it at once,after reading the reviews. They really really get me going. But anyways, there'll be just one more chapter to go before i close this fic. So, I hope, pray and wish that you'll enjoy whatever's left of my rapidly decreasing creativity ne. Sankyuu!