A/N: Thank you for your reviews! Really appreciate them! Hugging myself with joy. I'll try to complete this as soon as possible. I had the story all mapped out in my mind. I just need to transcribe them into words…. Well, here's chapter three. Smex ahead!

CHAPTER 3 - THE SEDUCTION

Fuji had been meeting up with Tezuka everyday in the library now after school. Today was their fifth day together. Two more days before the deadline.

He was starting to get a little desperate when all his subtle seductive ploys didn't have any effect on Tezuka. The stoic boy seemed to be oblivious to everything except making Fuji memorized his equations properly. He was taking this tutor role of his too seriously by half.

He really is a blockhead not to get all these hints and meaningful touches I've been dropping on his head, Fuji thought with a sour note. But, other than that, he had to admit that Tezuka made an excellent tutor. His tenacity was to be admired, and everything often sounded so easy after he had gone through with them.

Tezuka was droning on about the Pythagoras Theorem today, but Fuji, as usual, was too busy getting lost in his own thoughts to listen closely.

Fuji stared absently at the boy in front of him, chin propped up on the palm of his hand for support. He really is quite beautiful isn't he, he mused. But it was a different kind of beauty from Fuji's androgynous one. Tezuka possessed a more masculine kind. Fuji guessed it must have some magnetism as well because he was clearly enjoying what he was seeing.

His hair is so nice and thick and his green-flecked eyes behind those oval glasses are really beautiful. No wonder there are a substantial amount of girls falling for him even with that unapproachable attitude of his. Fuji found himself having a momentary urge to count those green flecks in Tezuka's eyes.

He quickly lowered his gaze and fixed them on those moving lips, hardly paying attention to the words coming out from them. Someone should just tell Tezuka that it was falling on deaf ears. Hmmm, he has nice lips as well. Not too thin or thick, with just enough pink in them to prevent his mouth from looking too hard. Maybe kissing those delectable lips wouldn't be so bad after all. He just might enjoy it…..

"Fuji-kun, you are not concentrating…." Tezuka pointed out when he found the sandy-haired boy spacing out.

"Ah, gomen, gomen," Fuji immediately apologized with a sheepish smile. "My mind tends to wander easily. Ne, Tezuka. You don't have to put a suffix to my name anymore, OK? We are friends now, right?"

Tezuka nodded slightly, accepting the privilege. "Can we get back to the question in hand?"

Tezuka is such a dumbass. I guess it's time for me to resort to drastic measures. "Ne, Tezuka," Fuji started, revising the plan he had just cooked up in his mind. "I'm afraid I won't be able to meet you in the library after school tomorrow. I am expecting a delivery but nobody will be home."

"Shall we cancel our tutorial?" Tezuka asked, his face as serious as ever.

"Oh, but I really need to learn everything as soon as possible before the test." Fuji paused for a moment, as if thinking of a solution. "I know, how about coming to my house after school instead? We can do our studies there."

"Sounds fine to me. I'll meet you by the school gate tomorrow then."

"Really, Tezuka, you are too kind," Fuji beamed. This was such a splendid idea, even if he did say so himself. Within the confines of his home, he could act bolder. He would definitely be able to get a kiss out of Tezuka by then. 60,000 yen, here I come. That cool digital camera that he had been eyeing for so long was at last going to be his .…

"Make yourself at home, Tezuka," Fuji said as he invited Tezuka into his room. "Would you like some tea?"

"It's all right, you don't have to go through the trouble. Let's bring out your Math book and get started."

"Oh, OK." Fuji tried to keep the annoyance from his voice. Prick, he muttered. He went to get a low table out so that they could study facing each other.

While Tezuka was busy yakking away about algebras and theorems, Fuji was busy thinking about a plan to get Tezuka to kiss him. He needed to come up with something, fast. Time was ticking away. Subtlety didn't seem to work. Maybe he should opt for a more direct approach instead?

He glanced at his watch. Three o'clock. Ah, Kojirou should be letting himself in any moment now. Fuji had planned for his friend to witness the kiss between him and Tezuka so nobody could dispute the fact later.

"Fuji, you are spacing out again," Tezuka said reproachfully.

"Oh, sorry." Making up his mind (direct approach it is, he thought resignedly), Fuji leaned across the table until he was a breath away from Tezuka's face. "You have such wonderful lips, Tezuka. How about giving me a kiss?"

"That question is impertinent to Math," Tezuka replied archly, without any change in his stoic features.

"I know, but I really want to taste them," Fuji whispered as seductively as he could, focusing his gaze intently on Tezuka's lips. "You like me, don't you?" He moved in dangerously close, bringing their lips only a finger's breadth away. When he looked into Tezuka's eyes, they were already dilated. Good.

Fuji was pretty sure he had heard a noise downstairs. Convinced that his friend had arrived, Fuji swiftly got into action"Kiss me, Tezuka," he demanded.

When Tezuka still hesitated, he gave an impatient yank to his shirt. The act brought Tezuka tumbling towards him and squarely planted his lips on Fuji's. Tezuka's lips felt surprisingly cool and soft.

Fuji knew he had cheated a bit (Tezuka didn't actually initiate that kiss), but Kojirou didn't have to know that. All he needed to see was the two of them in lip-locked. Yes, VICTORY is mine! Fuji shouted triumphantly in his head. Eat your heart out, Kojirou.

He hoped Saeki was witnessing this. For good measure, Fuji decided to prolong the kiss a bit more so that his friend would be really convinced.

"Fuji…." Suddenly strong arms grabbed hold of Fuji and he was tossed none too gently onto the bed. Tezuka's body quickly followed, lying heavily on the smaller boy, before Fuji could even manage to catch his breath. A very hard evident of Tezuka's arousal was poking into his abdomen.

"Now that we have kissed, why stop at that?" Tezuka asked, his tone sounding slightly off from his usual cool and collected one. "Let's go all the way this time, shall we?" He began tearing at Fuji's shirt and pulling his pants down before the other boy could protest.

"Wait….," Fuji gasped as he felt Tezuka's tongue swirling and sucking at a nipple and his hand pumping vigorously at his member. Shit, this is getting out of hand. If I don't stop this, I'm going to get raped….

"I can't wait anymore," Tezuka whispered in Fuji's ear. "Your teasing and innuendoes for the past few days have brought me to my limit." He deftly turned Fuji around and started licking at his anal opening.

Uh? So he is susceptible to my charms after all, Fuji had the time to think smugly to himself before he realized what Tezuka was doing to his butt. He involuntarily arched his back at Tezuka's probing tongue.

"Stop Tezuka…I ah!" Fuji shuddered. His voice seemed to have suddenly escaped him. Darn it, I don't want to be at the bottom. I don't want to be the uke! His mind screamed silently. I'm not gay! I'm not gay! I'm not gay! Kojirou, you bastard, come and help me!

"How can you ask me to stop now when you are already so hard and wet? Let me relief you…." Tezuka growled hoarsely, his passion laden voice a strange sound to Fuji's ear. He took Fuji into his mouth and began to suck hungrily.

Fuji made no answer. He couldn't. His brain was too overloaded at the moment with sensations that Tezuka had incited in him to function properly anymore. He felt like his circuits were going to be fried if he didn't find release soon.

In the end, they did it all the way, many, many times, in fact, that Fuji nearly fainted with exhaustion in the aftermath. His last thought before succumbing to sleep was just how badly his plan had backfired this time…..