Chapter 2
One more clue

I was on a search to find out who makes someone happy, so far, I Kikumaru Eiji, had found out it was either a lover or a friend; even someone close. Before this day I had even asked myself sometimes: Kikumaru Eiji of Seigaku, who makes you happy? Surely I knew. I really did know, but it wasn't just one person I loved, I love a lot of people, but there is more then one person who makes me happy. I'm just hoping I'm not the only one to love more then one person.

"A game you say, Eiji. I'll do it. Promise me though, it's your game, okay?" Fuji stood by my side; he was helping me put this puzzle together.

"My game, right." I nodded and searched around the courts. I thought to myself, "Mizuki told me that his love was around here and Buchou said some syllables…. Maybe I'll find them out here, you never know, right?"

I continued on with my search with Fuji around the tennis courts. At first we saw Tachibana Kippei talking with Yoshirou Akazawa, then Atobe Keigo playing tennis with Sanada Genichirou, we even saw Sengoku Kiyosumi staring at clovers growing in the cracks of the tennis courts.

"Stop!" Fuji yelled at me because I was thinking too long.

Mistakenly, Atobe heard and stopped playing tennis to stare in our direction. "Did you just tell Ore-sama to stop?"

Fuji blinked. "Nani? Oh, no."

"Well, then don't waste Ore-sama's time. You stopped me, now come up with something to say." I watched as Atobe placed his hands on his hips and smirked.

"Okay. So is there anyone that makes you happy, Keigo?" Fuji asked. I laughed at the question. It was so obvious to whom it was that made him happy—himself.

Atobe gestured to Sanada to come here. Without saying a word I watched as Sanada stood beside Atobe. It was odd, because I could not see Kabaji anywhere; it was like Sanada was a replacement. I decided to answer the question myself. I was assuming—again. "Ore-sama makes Ore-sama happy, right?"

"Of course, but…" Atobe walked towards Fuji and me with Sanada following. My eyes widened, I was still afraid because of what buchou said…he had also answered "yes" then came a long "but". "He's tall and handsome with dark hair and brown eyes."

"Oh, so you can't just tell us?" I questioned and stared at Fuji who was looking away from the other two. I took note of Atobe's description and smiled. "Okay…who's tall—"

"Eiji, you baka." Fuji grinned at me. "He's standing right next to Keigo."

"OH!" I jumped. "It's Genichirou!"

Atobe flipped his hair back. "My, you figured out—but it took you sooo long."

"I make you happy?" Sanada snorted. "What a joke, you're ridiculous."

"You just aren't thinking enough, Genichirou, I love you." Atobe kissed Sanada. My eyes widened as large as they could get. Sanada and Atobe were going out! I couldn't believe.

Fuji burst out laughing, he held onto my shoulder for support. "That's interesting, ne Eiji?" He laughed again.

I laughed with him. "Surprisingly it wasn't Kabaji that makes Keigo happy." Fuji had reminded me of Kabaji with his, "Ne, Eiji?"

I watched as Atobe and Sanada parted; I gave a furtive disgusted look, I just hope they didn't see me. "Genichirou might have made me happy once, but my tall, dark haired, brown eyed man isn't this guy here." Atobe grinned and pointed at Sanada as he spoke.

"True, but you're not the guy of my dreams either, Keigo. The one that actually makes me happy is petit with just the cutest eyes you could ever imagine." Sanada sneered at Atobe. "He blond and five foot-three."

"Sounds like Akutagawa Jirou to me." Fuji looked at me and laughed.

I watched as Sanada's eyes begin to twitch and sweat run down his face. I rose an eyebrow at him then looked at Atobe. "Oh." Sanada played with his fingers and stared off into the distance.

"Alright, truth is I have a secret of a special buchou." Atobe flashed a smirk at Fuji. "That guy never stops talking to me about him."

"A buchou! Is it Shusuke's buchou?" I asked eagerly.

Atobe nodded slightly. "Yeah, that's right. Well here's a little insight on what I know. Kunimitsu wouldn't just come out and tell you, he's not like that. Kunimitsu has and eye for guys with blue eyes." Atobe winked at Fuji. "Oh, yes, and speaking of the color blue, if you can guess who makes me happy with just three clues you're good."

"Duh!" Fuji gave a sarcastic-surprised look. "I have blue eyes, I make Kunimitsu happy."

"Hm." I began to think. "An eye for guys with blue eyes, how interesting." I wrote down that clue by buchou's name and began to think a little more.

"One, he's smart like a tensai, a prodigy at that. Two, he is a passionate guy and he possibly could be romantic. Oh, that was three." Atobe shrugged. Fuji had asked Atobe questions while I was busy thinking.

"A prodigy, oh that's easy." Fuji smiled and pointed off into the distance. "He's tall with dark hair and brown eyes. He's a tensai, like me; also he's a passionate guy. You just put the pieces together for me. It's—"

"It's Momo isn't it!" I bounced, proud to have attempted a correct assumption.

"Wrong." Atobe gave me a thumb down. "That's disgusting by the way."

"It's Oshitari Yuushi." Sanada rolled his eyes at me. It seemed to me as if Sanada had distanced himself from Atobe.

"Oh, oh…" I laugh at my stupid mistake. "Only, Ochibi could like Momo."

"Correct, Genichirou. How smart you are—Genichirou?" Atobe complimented Sanda, but he went missing. I looked at the last place I saw Sanada standing and truly he was gone, he was off in the distance at the stairs waking a blond, sleeping Jirou. "That guy! How dare he leave me? You can't just leave Ore-sama that way!" Atobe stomps towards Sanada and I watched as he attacked him with tennis balls.

Fuji and I giggled. "That was cool. So Oshitari Yuushi for Keigo, who for Genichirou?" I questioned still not knowing who made him happy.

Fuji shook his head at me then smiled. "Akutagawa Jirou. Okay."

"Oh alright!" A bounced with Fuji's hand and looked elsewhere. So, finally, I found out something else about buchou. It was "Se" and "U", now it was an eye for guys with blue eyes. Still, I have one more mystery to find out—Mizuki's. It still puzzled me to think of the possibilities for his lover and the guy who adores his lover. Maybe Buchou adores Mizuki's lover, I'll never know unless I keep looking.


I know that Oshitari isn't that much taller than Atobe(only 1 inch taller), but I needed to consider him tall for plot preferences. Yesh, I gave a lot of clues to who was Tezuka's "happy person" is in this chapter. . I hope you don't hate me because of my odd pairings, gomenasai...Hajime O.o