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CHAPTER 5 - THE CONDITION
The sexual relationship that Fuji had been forced into with Tezuka was well into its second month now. It always began with Tezuka messaging him the time and place to meet and ended with Fuji going as told, like a sacrificial lamb to the slaughter. The so-calledrendezvous was usually in Tezuka's house, since he had more or less the whole place to himself most of the times, being an only child with working parents.
Sometimes Fuji would resist Tezuka's demands, if only to satisfy the rebellious streak in him, but in the end, he always gave in. He adamantly clung to his belief that it was because he felt threatened, notbecause he was starting to enjoy their trysts much more than he cared to admit…..
"Syusuke, wait up!" Fuji turned around and saw Saeki running up to him. School had just ended, and Fuji found himself free from Tezuka for once as the other boy had gone off to attend his grandfather's birthday party.
"Hey, Syusuke, how come you never hang out with us anymore?" Saeki whined a bit sulkily when he drew abreast with his friend.
"I'm...busy," Fuji replied succinctly as he continued walking out of the school gate.
"Oh, yeah? With what?" Saeki quirked an eyebrow questioningly. Suddenly, his midnight blue eyes widened. He just noticed something that hadn't been there before.
"Is that a hickey?" he demanded, sharp eyes fixed on the area of Fuji's neck which had been accidentally exposed.
"Nn...no!" Fuji instinctively clamped a hand over his neck and turned away from Saeki's prying eyes.
"Oh, younaughty, naughty boy," Saeki taunted mercilessly. "So that is where all your time were spent on.…."
"Who is she?" he nudged his friend conspiratorially. "Anyone that I know? Come on, you can tell me. It's not like I am going to snatch her away or something..."
When Fuji remained silent, Saeki prompted him again. "I am your best friend, Syusuke. Best friends are supposed to share everything…. Unless you are ashamed of it….." He stopped dead in his track as a thought occurred to him.
"Holy shit! Don't tell me…."
"What?!" Fuji asked sharply, beginning to get really annoyed at Saeki's incessant jabbing.
"You are still playing seme and uke with Tezuka, aren't you?!" Saeki blurted out. The sudden heat creeping onto his friend's face was answer enough for him.
Saeki laughed till tears rolled down his face. "Hah! Youpervert. Getting all worked up over nothing when all along you were enjoying it, weren't you?" His face then took on a thoughtful expression. "I didn't want to tell you this, but I've always thought you would make a great uke..."
Fuji's cerulean blue eyes glinted dangerously. "You really don't put much value in your life, do you?" he asked in a menacing tone.
When Fuji started threatening someone's life, Saeki knew it was time to stop. "All right, all right, I'm sorry," he apologized. "I won't pry into your weird love life anymore. Friends again?"
Fuji ignored him.
Saeki draped an arm around Fuji's shoulder. "Aw, come on. What do you say we go for a bowl of ramen like we used to? That is, if you are not too busy to spare some time with this neglected, old friend of yours….."
Fuji sniffed. "Fine, but only if you are treating."
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Fuji was at Tezuka's house again, having just finished yet another screwing session, as Fuji had spitefully dubbed it. As he was busy putting back on his clothes, Tezuka suddenly asked, in a seemingly too casual tone, "Fuji, who is that guy I often see you hanging out with?"
"Uh?" Fuji turned towards Tezuka as he finished donning the last button on his shirt. "Who are you talking about?"
Tezuka didn't bother to get dressed. Instead, he was taking an unusual interest in the blank wall opposite him while he spoke. "You know, the tall bleach-haired one with dark blue eyes?"
"Oh, you mean Saeki Kojirou." Fuji shrugged. "We go a long way back. I've known him ever since I could walk. He is my neighbor and also..." Fuji stopped. He was about to say the bastard that got me into this mess in the first place with that bet of his...but he didn't think Tezuka would appreciate him mentioning about the bet to his face again.
"And also...?"
"Nothing, slip of the tongue," Fuji edged, then went to stand in front of a mirror to tidy up his mussed hair. Tezuka had this annoying habit of running his fingers through Fuji's hair and totally messing it up during sex.
"Fuji, I don't want you to see or talk him again."
Fuji's head snapped around. "You can't do that!" he said belligerently. "What you are asking is impossible. He lives just beside me, for God's sake, not to mention that we go to the same school as well."
Tezuka raised a condescending eyebrow. "I'm sure you'll manage. Didn't you do an excellent job in avoiding me before?" His voice took on a hard edge. "Kindly remember that you are answerable to my every whim as long as I have that condemning tape in my hand."
Fuji really, really hated to be threatened like that. His fuse, which was already very short to begin with, gave out and he blew his top. "How long are you going to dangle that stupid threat over my head?! I swear, one of these days, Tezuka, I will get too pissed off to care anymore whether you show the tape to the entire world or not! See what you'll have over me then!" Fuji bit out, his eyes burning with blue fire.
Tezuka took Fuji's outburst into consideration. "All right," he finally said after a short period of contemplation, during the time which Fuji had effectively brought his temper under control again. "You win. I will let you go, together with the tape…."
"Uh?" Fuji couldn't believe his ears. Did he just say he is going to...
"…..on one condition." Tezuka waited for Fuji to fully grasp his words.
"Go on," Fuji said warily, not trusting Tezuka to release him so easily. He'd had probably thought of something so unspeakably gruesome to ascertain Fuji wouldn't have the guts to go through with it.
"You have to accompany me for a four-day trip to my grandmother's onsen…as my lover. Do a convincing job of it, and I will give you the tape once the trip is over."
Fuji slowly digested the idea. That didn't seem so hard. He would just have to be a little nicer to Tezuka and then freedom would be his...
"How can I trust you to keep your promise?" Fuji asked skeptically.
"You just have to. What do you have to lose anyway?"
That's true…..And I get to go to an onsen, which I've never been before, out of this.…. "All right, I'll accept," Fuji quickly replied before he had time to change his mind again.
Tezuka nodded as if he had already expected Fuji's answer. "Oh, and one last thing," he continued, "you are to pretend as a girl during the entire time we are there. I don't want to send my grandmother early to her grave by bringing a guy lover back."
So, there is a catch after all…."Then why couldn't you bring a real one instead of me?!" Fuji exclaimed, aghast. "Not only did you force me into having a gay relationship with you, now you want me to be a cross-dresser as well!"
Tezuka wasn't fazed. "You want a way out of this, that's what you have to do," he told Fuji bluntly. "Isn't that a small price to pay for your freedom?"
Tezuka was right, and four days wasn't that long. But Fuji had to wonder what was Tezuka's motive in doing this to him? He really is a pervert through and through….
"Fine! I'll do it," Fuji agreed grudgingly, "but you'll better keep the end of your bargain…."
"I will." He then gave Fuji a warning look. "And I'm serious about what I said earlier about that Saeki guy. Don't see him until this is over, or the deal is off."
Fuji arched an eyebrow. He couldn't believe at Tezuka's atrocious high-handedness. "Why are you so concerned about Saeki anyway? Don't tell me you are jealous of him?"
Tezuka looked as if Fuji had hit a nerve.
Wait a minute, so, I was right! He really is jealous of Saeki….But that means….
"Didn't you say you are rushing for time?" Tezuka asked pointedly. "Why don't you get going now?" .
"Uh…yes," Fuji stuttered. His mind was reeling. He was suddenly seeing Tezuka in a whole new light. Had Tezuka fallen for him? That notion brought an inexplicable warm fuzzy kind of feeling in the pit of Fuji's stomach. But he didn't dare to dwell too deep into it yet, for fear that he had misread the whole thing….
On the way out, Fuji bumped into Tezuka's grandfather, who looked rather delighted to him.
"Fuji-kun, coming to study with Kunimitsu again?" the old man asked with a smile. Fuji gave a polite bow in greeting.
"You two boys have been getting really close, aren't you? I'm so glad, Kunimitsu used to be such an introverted child that it is difficult for him to make friends."
"Yes, Tezuka-san."
The old man continued talking. "Ah, Kunimitsu, he is a such a good kid. Very hardworking, responsible and respectful to his elders. Too proper for his own good, really."
Fuji almost snickered hearing that. You should see what he did to me behind closed door. Well, he wasn't about to correct and risk disillusioning the poor old man.
"How about staying for dinner, Fuji-kun?" The old man said next. "We could use a pretty boy like you to brighten it up."
"Thank you for your kind offer, Tezuka-san, but I've already made plans with my family," Fuji declined politely. "We are celebrating my brother, Yuuta's birthday today."
"Ah, that's too bad. Well, I guess I'll see you around some other time then, Fuji-kun."
"Some other time, Tezuka-san, " Fuji agreed. Or at least, until after the trip…..
Suddenly Fuji felt a twinge in his heart at the thought of not coming here anymore. He wondered if it is due to the anticipation of his freedom or something else…..