san: Thank you for the idea! I will defiantly consider it! Thank you for reviewing!

Kloudy Reignfall: I do intend to bring Tezuka in really! I just thought poor Taka needed some love too, thank you sooo much for reading and reviewing!

Disclaimer: I do not own prince of tennis, if I did there would be less Dan

Fuji smiled his typical Fuji smile. Taka shifted nervously with his typical help-me-Fuji-is-the-embodiment-of-satan frown.

"Looks like we're the only ones left, Taka-kun," Fuji smiled.

"H…hai," Taka murmured.

"But not for long," Fuji picked up his cell phone and walked out of the club room. Taka twitched and sweated. Fuji walked back in a moment later with a smug little smile on his face, sat down and started to clean his nails.

Time passed, as it is wont to do.

Taka shifted to a more comfortable position.

Time continued to pass.

Taka changed positions again.

Time passed yet again.

Fuji changed positions.

Time was so surprised it totally forgot to do anything and so out story continues.

There was a knock on the clubhouse door. Fuji's smile widened as he got up to answer it.

"Hello," Fuji smiled to whoever was outside the door, "Yes, of course." Fuji stepped aside to reveal . . .

"Akutsu!" even the gentle Taka raised his voice in surprise to see his childhood . . . acquaintance.

"Yo," was all Akutsu said, which is a speech for him, before he grabbed Taka's arm and started to drag him out of the club room.

"What are you doing!" Taka resisted, but Akutsu was stronger than him.

"Out," Akutsu pulled him harder.

"Out where?" Taka asked.

"Date," Akutsu announced.

"A what!" Taka looked over his shoulder at Fuji as the club door shut behind him. Fuji sat down and examined his nails.

"Akutsu, I don't think this is a good idea," Taka mumbled, "I have practice, and shouldn't you be at practice too?"

"Skipped out," he pulled Taka along the street, attracting quite a few stares.

"Akutsu, people are staring," Taka mumbled.

"Then move your own feet," Taka remembered what legs were for and matched Akutsu's pace.

"Where are we going?" Taka asked again.

"Date," Akutsu repeated.

"A date where?"

"A sushi shop," Akutsu told him.

"Oh . . . okay then. I like sushi," said Taka.

"We can't eat here!" Take yelped.

"Why? It's the best sushi shop I know," Akutsu glared.

"But its MY DAD'S sushi shop!" Taka yelled, which was amazing for mild mannered Taka.

"You'll have to introduce him to your boyfriend sometime," Akutsu shrugged.

"My…my what?" Taka just stared.

"Boyfriend. B-O-Y-Friend."

"Y…you?"

"Do you see any other guys around here?" Akutsu growled.

"Well, no, but shouldn't I have a girlfriend?" Taka tried a different approach.

"No."

"Er…why not?" he asked.

"Because you got me, and I can make you a lot happier," Akutsu pulled him into the sushi shop before Taka had a chance to process what had been said, which resulted in Taka turning very red as he finally understood in the middle of introducing Akutsu to his father, which defiantly gave the wrong impression. Taka thought his father was going to protest, but looking up at a very intimidating Akutsu can erase anyone's objections to their son being gay.

Taka barely tasted the sushi, and kept twitching as Akutsu's eyes never left him.

"Quit twitching," Akutsu finally demanded.

"Sorry," Taka twitched again, "I was just wondering w-"he paused as Akutsu looked him straight in the eye.

"Wondering what?"

"W…what you m…meant w…when-"

"Spit it out."

"When you said you could make me happier than a girlfriend," Taka said quickly.

Akutsu grinned, "I thought you'd never ask."

But before Akutsu could do anything, Dan ran in.

"What the?"

"Sorry to disturb you, but Fuji-kun told me to give this to Taka-kun! Sorry!" Dan handed Taka a package, turned and ran out the way he had come.

Taka blinked and opened the card on the package. It read:

Dear Taka,

Do to some misunderstanding

with the writer. . .

(Fuji glares at author who whines "I'm sorry! Please don't kill me or use me in you world domination schemes!" Fuji grins, "Good idea!")

. . . we forgot your dare. Thus I would

personally like to make amends by

giving you this. Enjoy.

"Who's it from?" Akutsu asked.

"Fuji, he-"

Akutsu blinked as Taka went silent, "Fuji what?"

"BURNING!" Taka raised the tennis racket Fuji had sent above his head.

"Oh crap-"

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