Title: I am Waiting
By: Amy
Pairing: Echizen Ryoma x Kikumaru Eiji (Fuji x Tezuka, Tezuka x Atobe hinted, Fuji x Ryoma)
Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis Characters.
Notes: For Mature Audiences.
Chapter 4
Fuji took Ryoma's hand, and sighed. "Let me tell you what I did when I was in the same situation." He took a deep breath and began telling Ryoma about what had happened to him.
Fuji walked over to Ryoma's window and looked out. He stared outside for a good ten minutes in complete silence, trying to figure out how to tell his young friend what he went thru. He could feel Ryoma's eyes burning a hole thru him. He turned away from the window, looking at the freshman, he sighed. "Ryoma," he started. "Ryoma, what I am about to tell you, you have to promise me that you will never repeat it." Fuji looked at the boy, seriousness showing in his face. Ryoma nodded. He knew that Fuji-senpai never spoke about his past to anyone. Fuji crawled on the bed again and sat next to Ryoma, leaning his back up again the wall. He took Ryoma's hand in his. "Ryoma, first I need to ask you something." He stated. Ryoma turned his head towards his senpai. "Alright, it's personal isn't it?" Fuji smiled softly at the boy and nodded. Fuji began playing with Ryoma's fingers and asked, "You're a virgin aren't you?" He felt the boy stiffen at the question. "I mean, this is your very first time in this sort of situation with either of the sexes?" Ryoma blushed a crimson red. "H...Hai...Fuji-senpai…It's…It's my first…time…" he stuttered out flushed and embarrassed. "I've…never…even…kissed anyone." Fuji giggled softly and said, "It's alright Ryoma. We may be able to fix all of this." "Fuji-senpai, don't laugh at me." The boy grumbled. "Gomen, Gomen. I'm not laughing at you Ryoma; just at the situation at hand." Fuji continued to smile at the boy and his frustrations. "You will understand it all in the end. I promise." He felt relief as he watched Ryoma calm down.
In this situation, Fuji felt that he needed to tell Ryoma more than what he had intended to. He had always liked the young boy, so now it was his chance to actually help him in more ways than one. He could only hope that Ryoma would allow him too. Fuji decided to start off with his past and the love that he lost. Remember that made him furious again.
"Ryoma, you said that Tezuka made a comment to you earlier." He stated. Ryoma nodded and repeated what was said. "He said to me, I know the reasons, Echizen, and I won't mention them, but we will need to work on a situation or two. And then he walked away." Ryoma looked over at Fuji. "Why? What did he mean by that Fuji-senpai?" he asked. Fuji looked down at the boys' fingers as he continued to play with them. "Because Ryoma…He too has been in the same situation as you…with me." He looked up to see the young boys' eyes wide with shock. "You…you mean…You and Tezuka-buchou?" he stuttered out. Fuji sighed, nodding he began telling Ryoma about his past.
(Fuji's Past)
Fuji Syuusuke had been watching a certain boy for two year now. Tezuka Kunimitsu. He watched him on the courts, in classes and even in the showers. He had spent his first six months eyeing the boy, getting to know everything about him. He had finally decided that he wanted to make friends with the boy, so that's what he did. He had walked up to the boy, telling him that he wanted to be friends. The boy looked at him and said nothing at first. He eyed him in silence, finally telling him that it was fine. For the next year and half, the two were almost inseparable. They talked about everything with each other, telling everything. There were no secrets between the two, except for one. One that Fuji kept. Fuji had started having dreams about his friend. Every night, for months he would have the same dream over and over. The next day, when he saw his friend, all he could see was what had happened in that dream. After the third month of having the same dream, Fuji decided to act. Tezuka and Fuji were the only two left after a gruesome practice. They had both just finished their showers. Tezuka was already dressed and waiting on his friend. "Ne, Tezuka?" he started as he put on his shoes and stood up. "Would you like to spend the night at my house?" Fuji looked up at his friend. Tezuka had a confused look on his face, so he added, "No one will be home all weekend. I hate staying at home by myself." Tezuka looked at him, hesitating. Finally he said, "Of course. My grandparents could use a peaceful weekend. I will need to go home and grab a few things." Fuji grabbed his things, slinging his tennis bag over his shoulder. "Then, shall we?" he asked as he pointed towards the door. They arrived at Tezuka's house, Fuji staying downstairs to talk with Tezuka's grandparents and Tezuka going upstairs to grab his things. As they were leaving, Tezuka told his grandparents that he wouldn't be home all weekend and to call him if they needed anything.
They were up in Fuji's room, watching T.V., talking and laughing. Tezuka had been laying on the floor on his back, looking up at Fuji, trying to assess what was really going on. Fuji had never before had a problem staying home alone, so what could it be? Fuji felt his friends' eyes penetrating him. "I'm going to get something to drink. Do you want anything?" he asked. Tezuka shook his head no and watched as Fuji tried to get up. Fuji lost his balance, falling out of the bed, straight on top of Tezuka. "Damn it." Fuji growled loudly, lifting his head up only to stare directly into his friends' eyes. "Are you alright?" he asked closing his eyes and not moving off his friend. Tezuka nodded, his expression never faltering, as he felt Fuji hard against him. They were silent for a moment, not knowing what to say or do. Tezuka felt himself becoming hard. Fuji barely moved, but when he did, a sweet but hot sensation burned thru Tezuka. The boys had been ready for bed for over an hour now. They had both been dressed only in silk boxers. Fuji opened his eyes to stare down at Tezuka again. This was his perfect chance to act on the dreams that he had been having. Tezuka had not asked him to get off yet. "Tezuka," he whispered, bending his head lower to meet his lips in a soft, gentle kiss. Tezuka felt the soft delicious pressure of his friends' lips on his, sending a burning sensation through out his body. From just this light touch of their lips, his senses were reeling off the deep end. Fuji ended the light kiss, pulling up a little to look at his friend. He had noticed that Tezuka had not touched him during the kiss, only laying there. Maybe this had been a mistake? Fuji sighed and began to crawl off of his friend. "Gomen Tezuka." He said. Tezuka laid there unable to speak as he watched his friend begin pulling away. Tezuka couldn't allow this to happen. He had known for awhile that there was something going on with Fuji, and up until tonight he had only speculations about it. He was willing to give Fuji everything. Tezuka reached up and grabbed Fuji by his bare arms. Fuji stopped and looked down at his friend with a confused look. "Syuusuke," Tezuka whispered softly, pulling him back down. "Syuusuke, please stay. Please tell me what you're thinking." He softly whispered, running one of his hands up around the back of Fuji's neck; his fingers sliding into the soft hair. Fuji let out a soft moan, capturing his friends' lips once again. He licked teasingly at Tezuka's lips, coaxing the open, to provide him access into the warm mouth. Tezuka gave him the opportunity that he needed as another moan soft escaped him. Fuji slid his tongue in, moaning now as he felt their tongues touch. He had never tasted anything so sweet and delicious. The kiss was soft, sweet, and passionate; but soon turned into a hungry need. Their tongues fought in a sweet, hot battle. Tezuka flipped Fuji over, never breaking the kiss. He took control, his right hand sliding down Fuji's soft silky skin. His hands roamed over the boy lying beneath him, moans tearing from each others throats. Tezuka broke their kiss; both panting for air. He sat up; staring at Fuji, wondering just exactly was going on. "Fuji?" he started quietly, still trying to regulate his breathing. He leaned up against the side of the bed, his eyes never leaving the boy still lying on the floor. Tezuka caught a glimpse of Fuji's erection peeking out from the top of his silk boxers. His emotions started on fire once again. He needed to calm them down. He had questions that needed to be answered first. He lifted himself up on the bed, still looking at the boy on the floor. "Fuji, what is going on?" He closed his eyes as he saw the pained look cross Fuji's face. "Where is all of this coming from?" he tried again. Fuji sighed, and sat up. He gave his head a little shake, trying to clear his mind. He stood up and walked across the room and sat down at his desk, not looking at the boy sitting on his bed. "Tezuka…I…I have been having dreams…dreams about me and you." Fuji ran his hand thru his brown locks, still not able to look at his friend. Afraid was more like it. "Dreams about what, Fuji?" came the voice; soft and gentle. "Dreams of what we started a few moments ago Tezuka. Dreams of me and you, like that." He paused for a moment. "I'm sorry Tezuka. It was wrong of me to assume that you could possible feel the same way I do." Tezuka sat there, staring at his friend, bewildered at what he was hearing. "When I first met you, I wanted to be friends. I wanted to know everything about you. And then, the dreams started. For months now, I have been tormented with them, with how I feel for you. I can't stand being close to you and not being able to just touch you." Fuji let out a long sigh. "I am sorry Tezuka. You can leave now if you wish. We can say that nothing happened." Fuji jumped as he felt strong arms wrap around him, lifting him up off the chair. He hadn't even heard Tezuka get up off the bed and come to him. He couldn't look at Tezuka, so he focused his eyes on the bare chest of his friend. He didn't want to let Tezuka see him cry. He wouldn't let him. Tezuka gently lifted Fuji's chin, forcing their eyes to meet. Tezuka kissed both of Fuji's eyes gently. Kissing the tears that now flowed freely down the tensai's face. "Fuji…No…Syuusuke, I had already gathered that much. I knew that you were fighting your feelings. Other people may not pay attention and notice things about you, but I do." Tezuka pulled him into an embrace, his hands sliding softly up and down Fuji's back. "I knew that you had something that you wanted tonight, when you asked me to come and stay the weekend." Tezuka pull away slightly, taking Fuji's face into his hands and look him in the eyes. "You, not wanting to be alone on the weekend, was a lie." He smiled softly adding, "I feel the same Syuusuke." Tezuka lifted him up, Fuji instinctively wrapped his legs around his waist. "Now kiss me Syuusuke. Be with me." Fuji didn't need to be told twice. He met Tezuka's willing lips with his for a kiss that was hot, passionate and full of want. They made love to each all thru the night, exploring, tasting, touching each other.
(End Fuji's Past)
Fuji smiled at remembering his first time with Tezuka. He looked over at Ryoma, his smile becoming bigger. Ryoma's face was a crimson red at hearing Fuji talk about his past. "Ano, you and Tezuka-buchou did all of that? You two still do that?" he asked, embarrassed. Fuji nodded, his smile slowing fading. "Although, we are no longer together now." He said in a soft but sad sounding voice. "Tezuka…Tezuka found someone else to share those feelings with." Fuji leaned his head back against the wall, and sighed. "I'm sorry Fuji-senpai. Thank you for telling me about it though." The young boy muttered softly as he leaned his head down on Fuji's chest. "So that's why he said he knew what I was going thru." Fuji looked down at the boy, running his fingers thru his hair. "Ah. He knew, because he had been thru the same thing with me. Now, he is with Atobe Keigo." Ryoma jerked his head up, looking at his senpai with wide eyes. "You…You mean…the monkey king?" he asked. Fuji couldn't help but laugh. "So that's how you see him. Yes, he is with Atobe." Ryoma shuttered at the thought. He then sat up, looking at his senpai. "Ano Fuji-senpai. You said you had two things to tell me. What is the second thing?" Fuji opened his eyes and looked down at Ryoma. "Ryoma…Would you like…like to know how…Eiji kisses?"
Ryoma jerked up and way from Fuji. "What?" he gasped. "What do you mean Fuji-senpai?" Fuji looked down at the boy, his hand now caressing his face. "I taught him. I taught him how to kiss." He said. Ryoma looked at the boy startled. "You want to know don't you? I can show you. It will never leave this room." He said, his head slowly lowering to the boys' lips. Ryoma's hands shot up to Fuji's chest, stopping him. "Fuji-senpai!" he said rather loudly. "What do you mean?" Ryoma's face was rather flushed. "You want to kiss me?" Fuji smiled. "Of course, Ryoma. I can teach you if you will let me." Ryoma relaxed only a bit, asking, "But why?" "You, your self said that you had never been with a girl or guy before Ryoma. I just want things to go right with you and Eiji. I promise that it will never leave this room. You are the only one that knows that I taught Eiji." Fuji leaned back against the wall waiting for Ryoma's next little bout. Ryoma sat there for a moment, staring at his senpai. "You will teach me and no one will ever know?" Fuji nodded. Ryoma sat there for a moment, contemplating on what he should do. He finally decided that he would trust his senpai. He nodded, his face turning red again. "What do I do Fuji-senpai" he asked rather shyly.
(NOTES)
Heehee...I'm sorry...I teased with Fuji x Tezuka. I left the smut open to the imagination. And yes, Tezuka did leave poor Fuji for Atobe. How dare he do that to our beloved Fuji. I am now working on Chapter 5 which will cover more of Fuji "teaching" our little chibi how to kiss, amongst other things later. I don't think we have to worry about him taking Ryoma's innocense though...I think Fuji would rather let Eiji do that. Anyway's I hope you all like this chapter.