A/N: Ok, I figured it would just be easier to clarify the first chapter here. So here is the first Interlude: Fuji and Tezuka's conversation without the FujiTezu-ness that's in my other story. 'Kay?

Do you know how hard it is to have three different ways one scene can be portrayed? I swear, my brain's going to explode! And no, I'm not kidding. And I will kill one of you if I end up writing this scene a fourth time. I will.

Interlude One – The Beginning

Walking up to Fuji, Tezuka just couldn't help but get that feeling that something was terribly amiss. He shook it off. He just needed to borrow one of Fuji's books again, nothing big. But still…he had the strangest feeling. As if the next few days would be filled with head-aches and annoyances.

"Here you go," Fuji said cheerily, handing his history textbook over.

"Thanks," Tezuka replied, slowly taking the book. He was still nervous from that unsettling sensation earlier.

Fuji smiled. "Do you eat your books, Tezuka?" he asked.

Tezuka blinked. Did he just ask…No, it must've been his ears acting up. "What?" he questioned, wanting to know what Fuji said and dearly hoping it wasn't what he thought he heard.

"You heard me," Fuji replied, that misleading smile still on his face. Drat, it seemed Tezuka had heard right. Why were geniuses always the insane ones?

Tezuka opened the book he had been given and flipped through a few pages before landing on one of Fuji's doodles. Really, why did Fuji feel the need to draw in his textbook? If one of the teachers saw, he'd end up getting a detention. And detention meant missing tennis practice and as everyone knows, tennis equals life. It just wasn't acceptable to miss a day.

Tezuka held up the page he flipped to. It held an image of the history teacher, Morikawa-san with a few choice words written over her picture.

"You know it's true, Tezuka. Besides, she's a boring teacher," Fuji chuckled.

Tezuka just heaved a sigh and closed the book before walking off to class. Fuji should be thankful that he erased the doodles and kept him out of detention. But of course, it was Fuji, he shouldn't expect anything.

Tezuka strained his ears as he turned to enter his classroom. He could just barely hear Fuji saying, "He never answered my question."

Not good. Knowing Fuji, he would make something up like "Tezuka eats books!" That unsettling feeling returned. He'd have to keep and eye open for another one of Fuji's plans for the next few days.

A/N: There, Tezuka and Fuji's conversation from the first chapter. I am sick of this scene, and I repeat, if I have to write this a fourth time, I will kill somebody.

Probably not as good, but I really don't care. Now I won't get any more reviews saying, "Oh, it did make so much more sense!"