Disclaimer: I don't own Prince of Tennis but I hope you like this. And this chapter is in Fuji's POV.

Chapter 1

'I'm going abroad, Syusuke.'

That was the statement that you told me on my 20th birthday. Those were probably the last words I'll ever hear from you when we are at my house. Who am I to stop you from pursuing your goal of being a professional tennis player? It's your goal and dreams. Whenever you had the determination to do something, no one can stop you. That includes me.

I took a deep breath before turning around to smile at you. To give you my answer.

'Then go for it, Tezuka.'

I'm going to hate myself for saying those words to you.

The day the ex-Seigaku tennis team came to bid you farewell, I just stood at a corner watching you and your actions. I still can remember them still, even though it has been nearly 5 years already. Every movement, everything you did or said was all done perfectly. I guess they were right to call you Mr. Perfect.

As the team waited at the departure area, you pulled me behind a pillar in a dark and very deserted area of the airport. I'll never forget the kissed we shared. The last kiss that we will ever have together. You whispered something that I couldn't hear as I started to cry. All my feelings just started to take control. Yet you kissed my tears away. Smiling at me with a smile nobody will ever see except for me.

'Wait for me.'

Those were the words you whispered into my ears. The words that kept ringing in my head as I watched your plane take off. I lifted my right hand and stared at the silver ring on my fourth finger. It was the last present you gave me on my 20th birthday. I continued to look at it even when I came back and flopped myself onto my bed. I grabbed a pillow and screamed all my sadness and frustration into the poor soft object.

'Tezuka no baka.' I said sadly into my pillow before I fell into a deep slumber.

'We're moving to Singapore.' Said my father as he and mother started picking up the stuff. I was pursuing to go overseas to study counseling.

It has been 2 years since you went away. A lot have changed. No one kept in contact with each other within the team. Sometimes, I call Eiji only to get he saying that he doesn't recall a Fuji for a friend. Oh well. Everything has its end and everything will change continuously. I sometimes wonder whether you still remember me because I can only faintly recall your features and voice. It's as if you were getting erased from my mind bit by bit as days go by.

Will I still remember you when you return? That was my fear as I joined my family into the plane where we will be going to Singapore. Will you remember me? Will you know I am no longer in Japan?'

Will you find me?

On to the story………………..

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A palm was lifted of the bed and felt around for the alarm clock. Feeling around, the person was unaware that he was motioning the alarm clock to drop onto his head.

Thunk!

'Itai!'

The man sat up and pressed onto the snooze button. Then he realized something was wrong. It wasn't his alarm clock, it was his cell phone. Due to the fact that you still hear the sound and no one is crazy enough to set his alarm at 3. 15 a.m. in the morning.

He stood up groggily and answered his cell phone. 'Hello?' the honey brown haired man said while surpressing a yawn which was coming up. 'Syusuke! Thank goodness I'm able to get you.' A woman's voice was heard in anxiety from the other end of the phone. 'Yeah, thank goodness it is. What's up?' Fuji yawned as he heard what his colleague had to say.

'A police report was made that a lady is about to commit suicide as we speak! Get to Holland this minute!' Fuji had to his phone an arm's length to prevent her voice from deafening him.

'I'll be on my way.' Fuji said as he clicked the phone off.