Eiji, Oishi, Fuji, and Tezuka sat in the kitchen chatting over some tea that Fuji had made for them.
"Tomorrow is Christmas," pointed out Fuji smiling brightly.
"Nya, I heard that Ochibi gets even more spoiled by Momo tomorrow," stated Eiji.
Oishi's eyes went wide. Seriously? There was more for the kid?
"How much did he buy for him?" he asked.
Eiji shrugged.
"Inui wouldn't tell me."
Fuji's eyes opened again and he took a sip of tea. Of course Inui wouldn't tell anyone, because he was pretty loyal about keeping his mouth shut about secrets and all. That and of course he wouldn't tell Eiji because Eiji was loud about figuring out stuff. He'd yell and jump around excitedly for a couple hours causing attention to be set on him.
Tezuka got up and walked to the living to retrieve his book that he left on the coffee table but Kaidoh obviously forgot about the mistletoe and walked under at the same time.
"Ah! Kaidoh…I told you to wait!" exclaimed Inui who was sitting on the couch.
Kaidoh glanced to his right to see an annoyed Tezuka Kunimitsu and mistletoe above them.
"Oh shit," said Kaidoh.
Fuji laughed. Wonderful now Fuji was going to make this a huge scene or event of some sort. Tezuka and Kaidoh didn't like this one bit. They'd rather die than do this. Kaidoh hissed and blushed madly at the situation and looked away.
"Mn, both of you have to follow the tradition," Fuji said.
Inui instantly was between Tezuka and Kaidoh.
"Oh a three way kiss Inui? This will be interesting," said Fuji.
Eiji and Oishi looked disgusted and shocked at the current position the three had caught themselves in. Fuji was making this sound worse and worse by the minute and it was a wonder Tezuka didn't order Fuji to run laps around his own house.
" Fuji this is where I put the line down. Kaidoh will not be kissing anyone," said Inui.
Fuji opened his eyes again and they glinted dangerously.
"Oh are you jealous Inui? Because I'll get Tezuka out of this if you agree to kiss Kaidoh," he said.
Kaidoh paled.
"Kaidoh, please I want to help you," said Inui facing him.
Kaidoh trembled frightened as a kitten at the current situation. And then his pushed his senpai away and ran upstairs before Fuji could stop him.
"So it'll be just you and Tezuka?" asked Fuji cocking his head to the side.
"Wouldn't you be jealous Fuji? I am kissing the person you love aren't I?" Inui shot back at the tensai.
Fuji looked shocked and then smiled getting up from the table placing himself in between Inui and Tezuka pushing Tezuka against the doorframe. He glanced back at Inui saying, "Go comfort your snake; he's going to be quite scared if you don't settle things. I'll take care of Tezuka."
Inui didn't even reply back but got himself out the situation he was in and bounded upstairs.
Fuji stood on his tiptoes his lips teasingly brushing Tezuka's before pushing away and heading back toward the table. Tezuka tried to remain emotionless, but that didn't help. He was stunned. Fuji was such a tease! He barely even kissed him and didn't take advantage of the situation like Tezuka thought he would. Not that Tezuka minded, he had Oishi and Eiji in front of him so it wasn't like he would've kissed back but he would've allowed Fuji to kiss him deeply and maybe a little more. But he didn't so Tezuka made his way back to the table surprised and forgot all about his book on the coffee table.
Inui had found Kaidoh in their room lifting weights. He decided not to mention anything about the mistletoe incident unless Kaidoh himself mentioned it because he knew Kaidoh would shy off and push away or something.
"Kaidoh, you have too many on there. You're straining your legs too much," said Inui.
Kaidoh glanced at him and then obeyed only going to down to five lead bars before lifting his legs again. Inui sat next to him watching him carefully making sure he wasn't doing anything to hurt himself in any way. Finally Kaidoh stopped lifting and decided he was going to bed.
Inui took down more data on some occurrences that had taken place today and then took off his glasses and went to bed glancing only once back at Kaidoh's sleeping form on the other bed before also drifting to sleep as well.
Fuji and Tezuka headed upstairs calling it a night. They bided goodnight to Oishi who carried a sleeping Eiji upstairs to their own room. Tezuka and Fuji went through their usual routines of brushing their teeth. Tezuka taking a shower first and then Fuji and both then went to bed.
"Tezuka, you're okay right?" asked Fuji looking over at the figure on the both bed with his back turned towards Fuji.
"Yes, why do you ask?" replied Tezuka with his own question.
Fuji smiled.
"I'm just making sure. I wouldn't want you to leave again because of something I did," he answered simply.
Tezuka's body turned to face the tensai's on the other bed placing on his glasses.
"You didn't do anything last time though. I had gotten an offer in Okinawa as well and that's another reason I left," he replied.
"But you didn't even bother to tell anyone," pointed out Fuji.
Tezuka sighed; closing his hazel eyes and opening them again shifting on the bed again.
"That's because of the first reason I gave you," he stated.
Fuji opened his azure eyes and they looked hurt and angry.
"The first reason you gave me was a lie. You won't show anything but coldness or submission against me. All you do is look at me and let whatever I do happen."
"Isn't that what you wanted? To make me into your puppet you bend and break at your will?" asked Tezuka his eyes even colder than Fuji's.
Fuji looked dangerous at that moment as he stood up from the bed. The look he was giving Tezuka could send anyone running for the nearest exit but Tezuka looked twice as dangerous. The tension was thick in the room and anyone would want out of the room if they were anyone but them in there because anyone could clearly see a couple of Fuji's glass objects were going to be shattered against the wall.
And that's exactly what Fuji did. He grabbed a glass crystal ball he had received from his sister as a birthday present years ago and threw it hard against the white walls. It made a sickening shattering sound making Tezuka flinch as it had missed him by just centimeters. The glass flew all over the place and Fuji was so pissed his hand whirled around and hit the picture that was hung up on the wall. Another sickening shatter and then Fuji realized what he did and yelped as glass went all in his hands and arms.
"Syusuke!" exclaimed Tezuka jumping off of his bed and onto Fuji's trying to avoid as much glass as possible. He then realized what he said and completely cursed himself for saying what he said. None of what he said was true, he had just said things before thinking.
He grabbed Fuji's arm that was violently bleeding crimson. Fuji started crying from physical and emotional pain all at once. Tezuka hugged him for a short while letting Fuji sob.
"We need to get all that out. Where's your first aid kit?" asked Tezuka.
"Bathroom," said Fuji.
Tezuka went into the bathroom that was connected to Fuji's room since he had the master bedroom. He got a pair of small tweezers out, a damp cloth. Tezuka didn't know how bad the cuts were to need bandages so he would worry about them later.
He went back to Fuji who was still crying a little and Tezuka kissed his forehead telling him that he was sorry. That he'd take care of him. He picked out some of the less deep pieces first and with each deep piece that was stuck in Fuji's arm or hand, Fuji's eyes would tear up and he'd whimper and sometimes even yelp as Tezuka pulled piece by piece out of his flesh. He ran the cloth over Fuji's arm realizing that the cuts were already closing up. Fuji was a blessed child to heal fast even though major pain tended to be a problem for him. With a couple runs of the wet cloth over pale bloody skin, the blood was gone but Tezuka knew that there'd be scratches and maybe even worse; scars.
"You stay here and I'll get the glass up," said Tezuka placing a kiss on Fuji's lips gently. Fuji kissed back hotly and Tezuka pulled away mouthing a 'later, he promised' and then placed on some slippers so he wouldn't get cut and got the broom from upstairs and swept up the sharp mess on the floor. It was up in no time and Tezuka ordered Fuji to change clothes; that his were a bloody mess.
Fuji obeyed and Tezuka watched him change. Fuji was skinny and very tiny for a male. He was also very pale as well. But never the less Fuji was beautiful and looked like an angel in Tezuka's eyes. But the buchou knew better than to underestimate the angel. Because any angel had a devil dangerously waiting inside them.
Fuji glanced back at him smiling as if he didn't just throw a bunch of objects at the wall and cut the hell out of his arm.
"You enjoy watching me change?" he asked.
Tezuka gave a little smile.
"You're beautiful," he admitted.
Fuji chuckled at the answer the buchou gave, a little flattered.
"I'm still beautiful even after what you just saw?" he asked curiously.
Fuji pondered on that. Not many people could get him that worked up but Tezuka had pulled at his strings and he just completely snapped and started throwing and hitting anything in his reach. He had only gotten like that only once before and that's when Tezuka left for Okinawa without telling him. Fuji had gotten a knife and started stabbing at his sheets and pillows that day. He ripped at the clothes that he had with the knife managing to cut his flesh on his chest and arms in the process.
Fuji had gotten close to slitting his wrists as well until his brother arrived after hearing that Tezuka left without telling anyone. He was there to comfort his older brother but found a knife in Fuji's tiny hands in the bedroom his azure eyes wide and insane looking even with the look of insanity in his eyes he still looked hurt and he was crying. His clothes and bed and even the walls around him were covered in blood.
Yuuta had threw him to the floor threw the knife away from Fuji's reach and he started holding him down and started literally slapping sense into him until Yuuta started crying as well and hugged his brother who looked like an empty shell.
Fuji remembered the day well. He remembered his brother taking all of his clothes off and washing him in the bathtub and the water turned a deep red. Fuji laid there in water motionless as his younger brother cleaned the walls and threw away everything he destroyed. Yuuta had then returned picked him up from the bathtub and dressed him again and then placed him in bed telling his older brother that everything was okay. But Syusuke Fuji knew it wasn't. He was forever broken, broken of spirit, broken of speech at the time, broken of movement, and most of all brokenhearted.
"You're a beautiful mess. Every angel has its scars. I'm sorry for what I said. It just came out and what you said…I didn't know how to react to it," said Tezuka.
Fuji who was now fully dressed walked over to where Tezuka was laid down on the bed.
"May I?" he asked looking down at the hazel-eyed male below him.
"Join me." Was his answer moving over to Fuji could slide into the covers and curl beside him.
Tezuka placed his arms around Fuji's lithe form possessively and kissed at his hair. The tensai smiled enjoying the attention he was getting from the cold ex-buchou of Seigaku and allowed Tezuka to hold him for a very long time.
(A/N: YAY! You guys have finally got your Tezuka/Fuji goodness! I think when I wrote this (which was a month agp) I had just watched episode 163 and I think I wanted to be devilish in my fic after that. -grins- Anway I bet half of you hate me for making Fuji a 'broken angel' as I would say; but as I said...alot of promises were made and broken. You'll figure out in the prequel. Anyway, next chapter we'll have more drama before Christmas. >> Actually DURING Christmas if 3:00 AM counts. I still have to get some Inui and Kaidoh goodness in there before Christmas. >> You might be disappointed though. XD Once again thank you for all your reviews, they've made some of my bad days be a little bit good. I'll be doing my best! Until next chapter!)