Uh there was a delay in my writing. A roadblock, if you will. It is called school. I am done. My car has been shot. Not really. I don't have a car. LOOK, TEN MARSHMALLOWS!1!1 …this chapter is very short, but be happy. I'll update mor often in the coming weeks.


The unimaginable had occurred. At first, Fuji felt shocked. Then he felt a little sick to his stomach. Lastly, he felt a hint of intrigue. It wasn't the only story of this type, which was sickening.

It was true that he loved his brother Yuuta but… not like this! How could someone be so twisted, so perverse, to write about incestuous affairs in the Fuji household? WHO! Fuji fell silent for a moment.

"…Ewwwwwwwwwwww puke."

He decided that it would be best if he tried to think about something else. He thought about Tezuka and his mysterious pause when answering about fanfiction. It is difficult to make Tezuka feel awkward, and if he ever does, you cannot tell… because he's actually a robot. Ha ha ha ha. Fuji laughed light-heartedly. He then took a glance at his computer screen and came back to reality. Suddenly, someone knocked on his door.

"Syuusuke, do you need anything?"

The hairs on his back arched. "Eh? N-no I'm ffffine. Heh heh…"

"Okay. Call me if you need anything…" Yumiko's voice trailed off. Fuji heard his sister's footsteps move back downstairs. Thoughts raced through Fuji's mind. What if that had been Yuuta? What if he had looked at his computer screen? What if Yuuta had read one? Oh dear lord what if he had written one! Fuji hit himself in the forehead. Stop. You are jumping to conclusions here. Yuuta doesn't really like computers… or literature. That could not be entirely said for Tezuka, but for Yuuta…

There was to be no more thinking of Yuuta. Fuji moved on to the next item in his brain… Tezuka. Fuji spent many seconds of pondering on how to confront Tezuka. Should he confront him? Should he leave messages on his doorstep that say, "I KNOW YOUR SECRET ABOUT YOUR OBSESSION WITH FANFICTION"? Mm. Maybe that was too specific. What he needed to be here was vague. Or sneaky. Fuji could sneak into Tezuka's house with great guile, go on his computer, and check the history and favorites lists. How would he pull off something like that? Although Fuji was very swift he wasn't agile all the time. No member of Seigaku ever sees him when he is at home by himself and is tripping down things and bumping into walls. If he could hire someone, it would make the situation a lot easier. Fuji snapped his fingers.

Kikumaru.

Eiji is very nimble and would do something like this for absolutely nothing. Fuji wouldn't even have to tell him a motive! Just offer Eiji some delicious toothpaste and WHAMO! he has a hit man… I mean, stealth ninja. Fuji picked up his phone, which was near him from the time when he called Tezuka and stumbled upon this strange event.

"Hoi hoi!" Eiji had his usual energy, even after practice was over.

"Hey Eiji, it's Fuji… I've got a job for you…"


TO BE CONTINUED, BECAUSE I AM A BUM AND MY FAMILY IS LIKE ERYEUTRGAEUYTEGTR AND LOOKING AT ME.