by akiyume kye
Disclaimer:(points to Takeshi Konomi) There- its his. And if pot is his, it can't possibly be mine.
Pairings: TezuFuji
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Chapter 2: Disappearance
News traveled fast, and by noon, almost all the tennis club members knew of Tezuka's resignation from his position.
Ryusaki
sensei couldn't believe her eyes when she saw the form on her
table.
The
form that said: I quit.
It
was impossible.
Her
best player wouldn't leave just like that.
He
had the talent. He had the position. He had the future.
Why
was he throwing it all away?
It didn't make any sense.
This couldn't be true.
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"He left his jacket…" Oishi managed to say.
The
buchou's regulars jacket was neatly folded and placed on the bench.
There
was no letter. No premonition. No last goodbyes.
He was gone.
All the regulars stood stunned by the revelation that Tezuka had really quit.
The
one in whom they had placed their hopes in.
The
one who would lead them to victory in the nationals.
The
one who everyone looked up to.
Tezuka Kunimitsu, buchou of the reknown Seigaku Tennis Club-- no more.
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He heard the commotion going on in the club room, but he didn't go in.
Motionlessly,
he stood outside the door.
He
knew what had happened.
But
he had already expected it.
Since
that day… the day his life shattered when the very person he loved
most had torn him apart.
I don't love you… I never did…
Those
words kept coming back to him.
Cold,
unfeeling, tormenting.
Those
words had shaken him up.
Those
words had shocked him.
Those
words had destroyed him.
He had changed.
I don't love you… I never did…
Fuji's
eyes narrowed into a piercing glare.
His
fists were clenched, his lips set in a grim line.
He turned away and walked off alone.
Then neither did I, Tezuka…
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The
search continued.
The
search for the lost buchou.
He didn't attend any of his classes that day.
No
one knew where he was.
He
had vanished.
He was gone.
He had forsaken them.
The
shock was too much to bear for the team.
What
would happen to them, now that Tezuka was gone?
Why
did he quit?
Why
did he leave?
Nan de? Nan de mo?
But there was no answer.
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Pro Tennis Limited issue, Tennis for Intermediates, Tennis Rule Book… Wristbands, tennis strings, tennis shoes…
They were all thrown into a box.
As he stood staring at the belongings he had come to own over the years, he couldn't believe how things had changed.
These
were items that were so precious to him in the past, but now, they
meant nothing to him.
No,
not anymore.
Things had changed.
And Tezuka
had to learn how to let go of the things that he held so closely to
his heart.
His
team, tennis, and… Fuji Syuusuke.
Picking
up a photo of the tensai and him that they had taken not long ago, he
ripped it into pieces and flung them into the box.
There
was no hesitation in his actions.
He
could not afford to.
Because
if he did, he might do something that he will regret.
Because
if he did, he may never be able to truly forget the tensai.
He
had to endure.
Endure
the pressing urge to see the other, to hold him in his arms once
again.
No.
It
was impossible.
It
would only hurt the tensai even more.
It
would tear him down, until there was nothing more left to salvage of the blue eyed boy.
Fuji
had a future, he had a dream, he had a beautiful destiny.
One,
that wouldn't include him.
Because
his future was in shambles.
Or
rather, he had no future.
No
future to be proud of.
He
was bound to leave sooner or later.
And
it might as well be now.
To be continued…
A/N: I know this is kinda short. Gomen. The other chapters are not completed yet so yup, just to give you a little bit more of the story. Please let me know what you think of the story so far. Suggestions will be greatly appreciated.
And thanks to all for your reviews! Really brightened up my day and inspired me to continue. :) Arigatoo!
Spoilers:
Tezuka? Leaving sooner or later? What does it mean? And what is the
reason behind him abandoning tennis, something he held on so dearly
to? Will the team be able to stand strong without their buchou
around? Who will become the next buchou in place of Tezuka?
Next chapter anyone?