Title: Gossip
Author: Arccie
Genre: humour (maybe), random
Pairing: FujiRyo
Summary: Fuji's given ideas when eavesdropping.
Author notes: I'm not sure where this came from. It's just a scenario that wouldn't get out of my head. Written in 10 minutes...so yeah, just a random ficlet thingie.
(freedom from Uniproductivity)
Enjoy

Gossip

Boys, although they like to deny it, gossip just as much as girls. In fact, in many cases, they're greater gossips, though they hid it under the public facade of bragging and snide humour. So the best place to go for all the best gossip was a testerone inducing sports' event.

Fuji, wanting to study the dynamics of human interactions (otherwise known as wanting blackmail material), of course, had to attend.

It was on such an occasion he managed to seat himself next to some raucously laughing boys. Naturally, he shamelessly eavesdropped on their conversation.

"Man, Tetsuragi is so whipped. Did you see that girl of his? All she has to do is crook her finger and Tetsuragi is jumping to obey her every whim."
"Not that he'd admit to it."
"Until she told him to."
Both speakers laughed at this.
"She's dragging him round by the balls."

Fuji cast a thoughtful look at the two speakers.
"Saa…"
Ryoma, seated to Fuji's left cast the older boy a wary look.
"That's an interesting image, don't you think Ryoma?"

Ryoma wanted to pretend he didn't know what Fuji was talking about, but knew that could be dangerous, especially with the intense fascination Fuji seemed to have developed in looking at Ryoma's crotch. He cautiously shifted to put a few more inches between Fuji and himself.

"No…"
"Hmm?"
"It's not going to happen. Ever."

Fuji leaned closer to Ryoma, moist breath whispering over Ryoma's ear.
"You'd enjoy it." Fuji's fingers slipped up to trace along the seam of Ryoma's pants, slowly edging closer to junction of the younger boys legs.

Ryoma felt heat rush to his cheeks and pulled his hat lower to hide his face. He glared viciously at Fuji from under it's brim.

"No!"
"But…"
"NO!"

Fuji sighed and settled back onto the bench, ears already tuning into other conversations around him.

He wondered if he could convince Ryoma to participate in any public acts of indecency instead.

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