Disclaimer: Pot doesn't belong to me. Too sad, isn't it?

Rating: T

Summary: Eiji loves Oishi but Oishi loves someone else. Fuji is the middle… GP Fuji/Eiji

A/N: English is not my first language; feel free to point out the mistakes I made.

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FEELINGS

Kikumaru was running. He wasn't seeing where he was going. Everything was blurred because of all the tears he shed.

He finally came to a halt. He was in a park in front of a huge oak tree. He leant against the trunk, head buried in his arms, tears slowly running down his cheeks, sobs coming out of his dry throat.

His sobs became louder and louder and suddenly he collapsed. It was too much. Oishi rejecting him was the worst thing that has ever happened to him.

People were passing by him, throwing him compassionate glances but nobody came to him to ask if he needed help. He didn't how much time he spent on the ground, what time it was, if his parents were worried because he wasn't at home….

He stood up and wiped his face with the dusty sleeve of his school uniform. He began to walk home. For each step he took a tear fell to the ground. By the time he reached his front door he was crying.

He skipped school during two days. He spent his time alone in his room, faking a strong fever. He went through his photo book, remembering all the wonderful moments he spent with his double partner.

Fuji was really worried. Well he was happy that Oishi finally told his friend how he felt but he didn't expect Kikumaru to take this news that badly. One may be a genius but one can't know what is in people's heart.

The fact that Kikumaru skipped school didn't surprise him but the fact that he missed during two days was more than unusual. He decided to visit him, with the excuse of bringing him his homework

Fuji knocked and was ushered inside the house by a woman who had to be his friend's mother. She looked at him with a worried expression on her face.

"Oh Fuji-kun I'm glad that you're here. Maybe you could convince Eiji to eat and to go back to school. I don't know what happened two days ago. He came home and enclosed himself in his room. I know he had been crying a lot…"

"I'll do my best Kikumaru-san."

Fuji climbed the stairs and knocked lightly on his friend's door. No answer came so he decided to come in knowing that Kikumaru wouldn't be at him.

What he saw broke his heart. Kikumaru was on his bed hugging his huge teddy bear, photos scattered all around the room; dirty tissues lying here and there. Fuji cautiously made his way to the bed and started looking at his friend.

His eyes were red and puffy; his face was pale and marked by the tears he shed. Kikumaru didn't notice his friend's presence until he felt a hand on his shoulder.

He stared blankly at his friend; his eyes were deprived of their shining appearance. He took Fuji's hand and pushed it away. He stood up and went in a corner of the room

Fuji followed him and made him face him. He opened his icy blue eyes and locked them in Kikumaru navy blue ones.

Kikumaru tried to push him away but Fuji took his hands and held them.

"Eiji what's the matter with you? Where is my friend, the boy who makes me laugh?"

"Go away!"

"I won't leave less until you tell me what happened."

"You won't understand, nobody will."

"Eiji I know what happened. I saw everything. He will pay for what he did to you."

"You know!"

Kikumaru was surprised.

"Yes I knew everything from the beginning. I knew what would happen in the coffee shop. I knew you would be sad but I didn't expect you being that depressed."

"…."

"Please talk to me. Seeing you like hurt me more than you can imagine."

"You want me to talk. Well, you say you are my friend. A true friend would have told me that Oishi doesn't love me. He wouldn't have told me that there was hope. I hate you Fuji!"

"You don't understand. It's because I'm your friend that I didn't talk to you about that. Oishi was the one who had to tell you about his feelings. You wouldn't have listened to me. You are free to hate me but please be the Eiji we all like, if not for me do it for your mother."

Fuji put Kikumaru's homework on his desk and left.

A few days later Kikumaru was back to school. Tezuka made him a great numbers of laps for skipping practices. Teachers nearly sent him in detention because he didn't give them an excuse letter, explaining the reason of his absence.

Days passed. Kikumaru was slowly going back to his old self. Nevertheless his tennis wasn't what it used to be. Trusting his double partner was difficult but for the team's sake he did his best. And little by little, everything went back to the state it was before the incident. On the court yes; but concerning Oishi and Kikumaru's relation as friend, it was as if they didn't know each other.

Kikumaru didn't want to have something to do with him whereas Oishi tried everything to win his friend's trust back.

Well not everything was back to the state it was in before Oishi's confession. Kikumaru refused to talk to Fuji or to stay anywhere near him. In class he asked his teachers for the authorization to sit somewhere else. Of course as he had no valid reason they refused.

Fuji, even if he showed nothing of his feelings, was hurt. Nothing had hurt him like that before.

Kikumaru was his best friend, his confidant, the only one who knew how his brother's departure affected him.

Yes Fuji was really hurt. Even if he didn't show anything, his friends could sense that something was wrong. His play was far more aggressive than before. He went all out even during practice matches, hurting a second year students and breaking his racket strings several times.

He no longer ate the spicy meals his sister cooked for him. At night he often wondered why Kikumaru's remarks had such an impact on him. This painful feeling was normal when one of your friends rejects you but for it to be so intense meant something different.

One evening his sister came to his room and sat next to him.

"Syusuke what's the matter with you? I don't recognize you anymore. Your coach called me this morning. She is really worried."

"Well I don't care."

"You were acting the same way when we moved from Chiba and when Yuuta decided to go to St Rudolph. It means that somebody you like a lot hurt you. You captain said that he would suspend you from the team id you don't change quickly"

"So what? Can't I be sad? Should I always hide my emotions?"

"Nobody asks you that. Now tell me why you're so sad."

"Someone I really like told me that he doesn't want to talk to me or see me ever again. Are you happy? You know what is bothering me!"

Fuji couldn't help snapping at his sister.

"You don't have to snap at me. If you behaved like that with your friend you won't have to wonder why he left you. I'll leave you alone and when you are ready to talk, come to me."

Yumiko left him alone. As soon as she closed the door she heard a loud BANG. Fuji had thrown his photo album on the wall.

Kikumaru was doing his homework. He has been staring at his English notebook for two hours. English wasn't his favorite subject and usually Oishi or Fuji would help. Without thinking he took his cell phone and began to dial a number.

Snapping out of his dream he looked at his phone and hung up.

At the other end of the town, someone picked up his phone and heard nothing. The only trace of the call was a number displayed on the screen of the phone.

He dialed this number and when he heard the ringing he hung up. He didn't know why he did it. His pain was still burning and he didn't how he would have reacted if he had talked to him right now…

End part 2

Last A/N: This story was supposed to be a 2 chapter fic. I'll have to write a third chapter because the characters didn't do what I wanted them to do… I'm also sorry if this chapter was sad or sadder than the first one. I'll promise you there will be a happy ending.