One Year In Four
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Disclaimer: me no richie therefore PoT me no ownie. Mou, I wish I could be adopted by Konomi-sensei or by the animators…
Warnings: yaoi, lemon… OOCness, presence of OCs…
Pairings: TeFu (I'm loyal and biased… they're the epitome of love)
Summary: Fuji and Tezuka had a rift. They both think they moved on. Then comes Fuji's twenty-fourth birthday (sixth, actually) and he invites the old team over. The past resurfaces, should they seize it or leave it? nya, this is a leap year gift to our favorite tensai from our favorite buchou. Enjoy:3 (third settlement based on Fallen Angel and A Fine Week.)
a/n: uhm. Well… here we are again. :3 sorry for the late update. UPDATE!!! An exam came up unexpectedly because the teacher was a bit too eager. Then, the exam had to be moved to another date so I had to study again. Anyway, I'm sorry that I still had to show that thing here… And I wasn't satisfied with the way my first draft for this chappie turned up so what I did was put an enormous 'X' on my notebook. Then, I wrote this one. Forgive if it has an awkward wording… I haven't been writing anything fictional in two weeks. –sniffs-
OYIF Calendar: February 23, 2008
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wirbelwind – thanks. I won't be explaining about Fuji's question here yet. But I will wait patiently for your picture ideas… :3
HellRaiserAlchemist – hell to Honda, I agree. And I treasure you pic ideas. Much thanks –hearts- and I read your fic before typing this chappie, so there! I'm glad you love this fic. :3
faith lane – maa. Don't worry. I perfectly understand the impatience of waiting especially after such a cliffy… :3 and here's the update!
Soring Angle P.O.T. – hm. I wouldn't want Honda to die because she has a fetus inside… They could get a blood test, of course. Hmm…
Shia Nosake – rape? Who said anything about rape? –laughs evilly- this is me… I like to tease a lot. Just read on to know what really happened. Oh, I don't mind your language, not at all. This is after all where the plot turns a second time. :3
Miji-Chuu – I do hope that you managed to take Honda's eyes out. I'm so happy for you, you know? That's why you should update soon! I was thinking that Fuji apples would have to be Tezuka's favorite fruit, just as Mt. Fuji is his favorite mountain to climb. Ü and thanks for the pic idea… I'll make sure to consider it.
alchemistgrl09 – woot. I can't tell you about the embryo yet. But. Well. But.
kunimitsu4shusuke- I know you hate Honda and you know that I hate her too. Nothing could separate TeFu. Not even Fate because no Fate is stronger than Love. :3
serenitatis417 – again, thanks for those scenes… you'll learn about Akito soon enough. :3
xoHakugei – I agree with everything you said about Honda. –nods- But I don't want the baby to get killed. And well… uh. Well. Thanks for enjoying it and I'd leave off with another cliffy without even trying to resolve the last. –evil laughs- thanks for the pic ideas. :3 I heart Luna Lovegood… I heart Harry-Luna, which is why I'm very, very disappointed right now. I think you know what I mean.
Animestar73 – woohoo!!! Go you!!! Rid the world of evil Hondas… that would be nice. If you would kindly throw Honda Tohru into outer space as well, that'd be really nice. Yes, Honda Megumi IS with child… and I'd leave off with another cliffy. –laughs evilly-
okinneko – I'm sure Fuji and Tezuka can't stand her anymore. They probably hate her as much as we do, even more, actually. I'm so glad of your sharp memory... So just wait and see. :3
Tora Macaw – woohoo!!! Yes. Smite evil Honda. YES!!! –blushes- Thanks. I do try to make the emotions fluctuate in this fic. It's really fun to do. :3 –yells with you- Tezuka! Hurry up and marry Fuji RIGHT now! Ü and, a big 'Yes, please' for all the picture ideas, thanks.
Thin-K – No one has the right to force Tezuka and Fuji apart. NO ONE:3 so just wait and see. And, yes, I know you hate her. I'm going to end up in a cliffy here as well. :3 Tezuka would have to love Fuji apples. :3
Ketchup for Blood – much thanks to the scenes from the manga, sorry for venting on you, too. But I'm very much at peace now. Yes, I agree that Chapter 13 was fun. Teehee. :3
Kyoka – give Honda howlers, yes. Howlers would be good. That would mean public humiliation to Honda and her stupid image. Thanks for liking this story… and you'll know about the favor soon enough. :3
Enigma – woot. Thanks. I'm very, very flattered. :3 It must be difficult for TezuFuji, I know. But they'll have a way out of all these things. :3
SkySurf – I agree that Honda is way too mean. She'll get her retribution in the proper time…
Ulat Bulu – I will check those djs when I get the time. Say, In October? -.-" I'm so happy that you've finally caught up. –cheers-
ginta- well, I'd like to think that the tougher the road to love is, the more meaningful love gets. :3 so don't worry about Honda. I just need her to make this point. :3 and I'll try those doujins when I find the time.
cassie – you do have a sharp memory… about the 'sake game' I mean. I don't think Tezuka was being spineless. Not at all. I heart Tezuka as much as you do… so I say no to spineless Tezuka. (although, of course, we can't love Tezuka as much as Fuji does). I could swear that Tezuka was doing something important in that chapter. You see, every tiny detail in this fic matters… :3 and I understand that kind of involvement. I share your pain and your stress. btw, how about getting a ffnet account so you'd get an author alert, ne:3
Jingy5 – please, feel free to knock her off. Although, I feel sad for the child. I think I said that I would update come Saturday, so I'm sorry for the delay.
PyroSiren – I refuse to change the name of the characters simply because I want a vampire Fuji and a vampire hunter Tezuka. I can give my friend a vampire het fic instead, so that's settled. :3 annoying women who never seem to get the point if they're being pushed away…
Forbiddenstars – thanks for thinking the chappie awesome. If I raved against fujiryo before, I'm sorry. I was in a terrible mood at that time(I was lacking in sleep), but I'm quite sane now and very cheerful, too (not really since I was rather disappointed with this book called HP-DH). But I'm still firmly TezuFuji. I do think you understand that. :3
maldita08 – I hope you hit her carotid in target practice, Honda's carotid, I mean. A DNA test… could you do that this early in pregnancy? Hm, well… but I don't think that'd be necessary. About breaking tezufuji up, well. Well. Just, well. I know about the choosing to notice only the tefu scenes. I do that a lot as well. :3
Thelchtereia – yes, everyone seems to want to murder her now… I'm glad you liked that chappie. I mean, well, TezuFuji is LOVE!!! ;3
Potter's Wifey – Thanks. And I'm praying that TezuFuji will be together forever just like you. :3
hitsugayasugar – We'll learn about Honda in the right time. Just you wait and see. PERFECT FAMILY if TezuFuji will get married. Hearts.
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Love scenes, if genuine, are indescribable, for to those who have enacted them, the most elaborate descriptions seem tame and to those who have not, the simplest seems overdone. So romancers have better let imagination paint for them that which is above all art and leave their lovers to themselves during the happiest minutes of their lives. – An Old-Fashioned Girl , Louisa May Alcott
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Chapter Fourteen
"Professional tennis player, four-time Wimbledon champion- "
"Nya, news is boring," whined Eiji, abruptly cutting off the rest of the morning news by switching to the local movie channel. "Kyaaaaaaa! It's a horror movie. Kyaaaaaaaaa!" wailed Eiji, covering his face with a cushion.
Pulling his face into a rather confused frown, Echizen grumbled pointedly, "It isn't a horror movie."
"Why is it so dark then, unnya?" asked Eiji, pouting his lips and peeking over one edge of the cushion cautiously as if fearing that some monster would spring out at any moment.
Oishi let out a muffled laugh. "It's night in the movie, Eiji."
Fuji watched with part amusement and much gratitude at his friends' carefree antics. His friends' childishness kept him and Tezuka distracted and safe from the bombs of intrigue that Honda had dropped – for the moment, at least. Fuji's attention was diverted, however, when a phone buzzed beside him. He threw a side glance at Tezuka and took a look at the display.
As always, Tezuka's countenance betrayed none of his emotions. He merely nodded his head, murmured a quick word of excuse and headed toward the window.
"Moshi moshi, this is Tezuka Kunimitsu. Yes, Murihiko-san?" a dark cloud obscured Tezuka's amber eyes as he listened to his manager's response. "A press conference on the twenty-seventh. Yes, I understand." Tezuka's grip on the phone tightened as his manager expressed another concern. With a voice that was deep and rich in conviction, Tezuka said, "I'll settle it myself, sir. Yes, sir. Thank you." Heaving a deep breath, Tezuka hung up and slipped his hands into his pocket. He cast his gaze through the window, a distant look was in his piercing brown eyes.
"A press con?"
Tezuka neither blinked nor moved as Fuji came up to him.
Tezuka stood still as Fuji leaned his back against the window so that he and Tezuka were facing each other. He let his arms graze the window sill to support his weight. "Was that your manager?" asked Fuji, still wearing a serene smile. He craned his neck, turning his head to the window thus revealing the smooth creamy skin of his slender neck.
"Ah," said Tezuka, standing stock-still and fighting the urge to hold Fuji.
Fuji pressed a side of his forehead against the glass window. "It looks like rain," he said offhandedly as he watched the dark clouds in the sky.
Fuji's voice hummed in Tezuka's ears and Tezuka's gaze fell on the revealed blue eyes. He pursed his lips tightly and crossed his arms. Fuji wouldn't ask questions, Tezuka knew. But Tezuka felt compelled to share anyway. "Murihiko-san told me to move to my parents' house for the rest of my stay in Japan," said Tezuka matter-of-factly.
Still peering through the window, Fuji nodded. "If you stay here, there will be further speculations about you. On top of that, there's this new problem with Honda." He tilted his head to regard Tezuka. "If you choose to go, that would be just fine." He chuckled jovially and grinned. "But you have to promise to call me every hour of the day and promise that you'll come on my birthday, ne, Kunimitsu?"
The crease on Tezuka's forehead deepened – the only indication that he was displeased with Fuji's forced show of nonchalance. "Syusuke," he muttered curtly.
"Hm?" said Fuji, raising an inquiring brow. His smile was in place, but his lips were shaking at the corners.
"What do you want me to do?" asked Tezuka in an abrupt, yet intent voice.
Fuji's eyes narrowed and he flashed a lenient smile. He straightened himself and placed a hand on Tezuka's shoulder, saying, "I'd be a hypocrite if I said that I really want you to go. But I don't want to be too selfish and ask you to stay." He squeezed Tezuka's shoulder and went, "And I want the decision to come from you. I'm sure that what you decide on will be for everyone's best interest."
Furrowing his brows, Tezuka added, "I am also supposed to announce my plans for the Grand Slam."
"That's great!" said Fuji, beaming happily.
Allowing himself to drop his guard, Tezuka sighed and shut his eyes. "Syusuke," he called in a hoarse whisper, "Don't you want me to stay?"
Before Fuji could reply, the doorbell resounded, announcing the arrival of some unwelcome visitor.
"I want to see Kunimitsu," came the demanding tone. Honda entered the living room, strolling casually inside even without invitation.
Making the effort to control his temper, Fuji gave Tezuka's shoulder a mild squeeze before letting go. "She must really want to talk to you," he said, trying to form a smile with his twitching lips. "There's something I need to do; I'll be upstairs when you need anything."
Tezuka's stomach sank as he watched Fuji ascend the stairs and as he heard Honda approach. He pressed his lips tightly, wishing that Fuji would be more possessive of him, more demanding even. But Fuji was too selfless to ask things from him. There was one thing Tezuka was certain of, though: if Fuji asked him to stay, he would stay without question.
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A smile of admiration graced Tezuka's lips a he stepped into the bedroom that he shared with Fuji. His brown eyes softened at the sight of Fuji out at the balcony. Fuji was seated before a table and was scribbling in swift strokes against a sheet of paper, a pensive expression was written all over his face. A few locks of hair had fallen down to his face, thus further enhancing his gentle features, and he tucked them repeatedly behind his ears. He gave up the feat, however, when for the fifth time, his hair refused to stay back. Wrinkling his nose ever so slightly in childish thought, he leaned back against the chair. He rested his head against the back of his hand, watched the falling rain and let his mind wander.
Stirring as little noise as possible, Tezuka rummaged through a drawer and took the camera out. Setting Fuji's face in the viewfinder, Tezuka pressed the button and smiled to himself, silently adoring Fuji's beauty in the tiny screen. Every little thing about Fuji was too wondrous to give up on, that much was clear to Tezuka. Every little thing about Fuji was precious to Tezuka.
After making sure that the camera was kept hidden and safe, Tezuka paced toward the balcony.
Wearing a soft smile, Fuji broke his reverie and lifted his head as he heard Tezuka's shuffling footsteps. He gently laid his pencil on the table and asked, "Are you going to pack now?"
"Pack?" asked Tezuka blankly.
"Ahh," said Fuji, unconsciously wringing his hands together. "Your manager said – "
"Syusuke," said Tezuka, planting an intense gaze on Fuji, "I've been listening to him in the past six years." He paused to consider his words. "Look where it got me."
"I still think- "
"I'm staying," said Tezuka flatly.
No hint of emotion was in Tezuka's voice and yet Fuji knew that Tezuka's decision would not be deterred. Fuji blinked his eyes in surprise, but he shut them back quickly and offered a tiny smile. "Kunimitsu," he whispered absentmindedly as he expelled air from his lungs. Tezuka was so resolute, so firm and certain of everything while he was pondering too much of the plentiful sad consequences of their unorthodox relationship. He had been thinking too much of other people, too much of the what-ifs and what-could-have-beens. Yes, he had spent too much time thinking.
Fuji jumped up, his heart giving a leap when warms fingers entangled with his.
"You're working," said Tezuka matter-of-factly.
The deep voice rang in Fuji's ears and calmed his senses. He gave a smile, a genuine one, and he nodded. "I have to drop by the office later to submit this."
"Aren't you on leave?" asked Tezuka curiously.
At that, Fuji's beam widened. "I am, but I still have to do this. This is for a special anniversary issue."
"I'll go with you, then."
"Hm?" said Fuji, a questioning air was about him. He inspected Tezuka's brown eyes closely and said, "If you think I'll be running into Yana – "
"I'll go with you," Tezuka pressed. Yanada was out of the question now. Besides, he knew that Fuji would have no problems dealing with the guy. But there was one thing he wanted to find out. He wanted to see what kind of life Fuji had led without him.
The magazine that Fuji was working for occupied the eighth storey of a high-rise commercial building. As soon as Tezuka set foot at the lobby, he was able to earn prying gazes from the people who were going in and out of the building. Tezuka did not mind the glances, but he was annoyed by the buzzing exchange of whispers, which were probably about him, his male lover and Honda. He too could see that in spite of the amicable smile that Fuji was wearing, the latter was also fighting up the urge to brush past the gossipmongers if only to stop the chatter. Tezuka was not surprised at all when Fuji proposed to take the stairs instead of the elevator.
"Fuji!" A woman sprang up from her office chair the moment Fuji pushed the door ajar. She was a brightly smiling brunette, who was approaching Fuji along with a few other officemates who seemed to be glad to see Fuji.
Tezuka stood by the wall, watching silently as people crowded over Fuji. A tiny smile spread across his lips, seeing that Fuji was well-liked by his officemates. He knew that these people were drawn to Fuji's laidback attitude and to Fuji's eternal smile.
"Well, the boss was waiting for you," said the woman who was first among the welcomers. "And I can see that you're with a – " the woman's jaw dropped as her eyes strayed to Tezuka's direction. She turned to Fuji, wide-eyed in disbelief. "Is he really Tezuka Kunimitsu?" she asked, her cheeks gaining a deep pink color.
Fuji laughed and beckoned Tezuka to his side. "Everyone, please meet Tezuka Kunimitsu." He watched silently as Tezuka bowed to the others.
"It's a pleasure to meet you," said Tezuka cordially.
"It's an honor to meet you!" said the brunette woman. She bowed clumsily and said, "I am Toyama Hikaru." She turned to Fuji as the others greeted Tezuka. "Why is he here?" she nearly squeaked.
"He asked if he could come and see my office," said Fuji truthfully.
"Why?" asked Toyama.
"Well, he is my best friend…" said Fuji, smiling cheerily and stretching the words for emphasis.
Hearing Fuji's response, Tezuka tipped his head. He studied Fuji's face and pressed his lips disapprovingly.
"Anyway, Tezuka," said Fuji, beaming up at the tennis champion, my office is right there. He jerked his hand to a mahogany door at the right side of the room. It had a bronze plate that said, 'Fuji Syusuke: Head Photojournalist'. "You could stay there. I'll just talk to the editor in chief…"
Without a word, Tezuka nodded and excused himself. Before he opened Fuji's door, he heard Toyama's enthusiastic remark, "Your best friend?!? And you never told me! You know that I've had a crush on him for ages…"
As expected, Fuji's office room was simple yet it had touches of Fuji's elegance. The walls were dashed with white lined with some ash. The furnishings were mostly of wood and glass. But what truly caught Tezuka's eyes was the giant picture that hung behind Fuji's desk. Awe filled Tezuka's eyes as he took a closer look at the picture of a white tigress lying in the ground with her cubs. Its blue eyes were piercing, reflecting the notoriety of the feline, yet the way its paw curled against one of its cubs showed the maternal, much softer side of the beautiful creature.
Tezuka could feel a welling up of pride in his chest as he realized that Fuji had accomplished this much when he was gone. Yet he resented the fact that he wasn't able to share the experience with Fuji. He knew he could have been with Fuji when the latter took the job and enjoyed the thrill of taking photographs of these white tigers in the wild.
"Nature's flaws sometimes cause wondrous things."
Raising his head, Tezuka turned to Fuji, who was setting tea on the coffee table right across the room. "Flaws?" asked Tezuka, moving to join Fuji on the couch.
"Yes," said Fuji, wearing a contemplative smile as his eyes fell on the picture of white tigers. "White tigers have pale coloration because of a certain genetic condition, usually, they are born cross-eyed. They are very rare to find in the wild." He rubbed his chin thoughtfully and turned to Tezuka. "They're very beautiful aren't they?"
Bringing his tea cup to his lips, Tezuka nodded. "Ahh."
"Flaws and aberrations can be very beautiful at times," said Fuji to himself as he leaned his head against Tezuka's shoulder.
"Still, oftentimes it is condemned," said Tezuka in a toneless answer.
Fuji nodded and shut his eyes, knowing that the relationship that he had with Tezuka was an anomaly, too.
"Fuji?"
Quickly, Fuji removed his head from Tezuka's shoulder and moved a bit farther as the call came from the door. "Yes, please come in."
"These are the pictures that you asked for," said Toyama, bowing her head as she handed a file folder to Fuji. She blushed furiously as she nodded to acknowledge Tezuka.
"Yes, thank you," said Fuji cheerfully.
Toyama merely bowed and set off.
"You shouldn't have lied."
"I'm sorry?" said Fuji, frowning up at Tezuka.
"You shouldn't have lied," said Tezuka pointedly. "You should have told them the truth about us."
Fuji heaved a shaky sigh. "No," he said sharply. "I wouldn't be as bold to do that and ruin your reputation."
Tezuka took a sip of his tea and ignored Fuji's answer. "Next time, you should tell them the truth."
"Kunimitsu," said Fuji, a frown marring his usually cheery face. "Your name –"
"Tell them the truth," said Tezuka snappily. "I don't want you to lie to others. I don't want you to hurt yourself."
Stubbornly, Fuji shook his head. "Everyone sees you as the perfect – "
"Nobody is perfect, Syusuke," reminded Tezuka firmly. He took Fuji's hand in his and said, "Stop lying. I don't want to see you hurt."
Tezuka wasn't sure whether Fuji agreed or not. But he knew that he wasn't perfect and he wanted Fuji to stop protecting his name. If people condemned him for falling in love with Fuji, that was just fine. If falling in love with Fuji were a flaw, then he would admit guilt because that was such a beautiful flaw.
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Shutting his book, Fuji pulled up the blanket and adjusted himself so that he was lying across Tezuka's chest. He felt extremely relieved and grateful that he was still sleeping beside Tezuka tonight. Earlier, he had feared that Tezuka would choose to leave but he kept pushing because he wanted a clean name for Tezuka, he wanted to make Tezuka happy, he wanted Tezuka to be accepted by everyone. What he failed to see, though, was the fact that Tezuka didn't need to be accepted by everyone to be happy…
"Honda asked me to talk to her parents this morning," Tezuka said, holding Fuji's gloved hand in his as they ambled down the sidewalk on their way from Fuji's office. Fuji only agreed to hold hands as Tezuka insisted on it and because the night was dark and only a few people were out in the road due to the cold weather.
"They wanted to make sure that you married their daughter?" asked Fuji, staring ahead, feeling a cold breeze blow against his face.
"Ahh."
Fuji felt a painful tug in his heart. All the same, he asked, "Did you agree?"
Tezuka halted and furrowed his brows. He eyed Fuji as if he had never seen anyone quite like Fuji before. "No," he said, a minute hint of outrage was in his emotionless voice.
"Even if the child were yours?" asked Fuji not being able to conceal his surprise.
"I still wouldn't marry her," said Tezuka without even pausing to think. "I wouldn't abandon the child, if that were the case. But I wouldn't marry her."
"Why not?" asked Fuji, urging Tezuka to get back to walking.
"I don't love her," said Tezuka as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "Besides…"
"Besides?" wondered Fuji.
"I wanted to tell you that there was this time when Honda stopped seeing me for more than a year," said Tezuka, heaving a deep breath. "She only appeared for functions and such things. We had almost no contact of each other at that time. She only came back a few months ago, saying that she still loved me…"
Fuji gripped Tezuka's gloved hands and squeezed it, saying that he understood.
Eyes heavy with a longing of sleep, Fuji rose up hastily as he heard a ring. His hands ran to the bedside table where it found Tezuka's phone. "Kunimitsu," he said, shaking his boyfriend to wake up. "Kunimitsu." When Tezuka didn't stir, Fuji decided to take the call only to be surprised by a female voice.
"Moshi moshi, Tezuka-san. I'm sorry to be calling late, but I have something to tell you…"
"I'm sorry but this isn't Tezuka Kunimitsu. He's asleep at moment so I took the call instead," said Fuji, trying to ward off the sleepiness in his voice. "I am Fuji Syusuke."
There was a moment of uncertainty from the caller. "I am Imai Reica," said the woman. "I am Honda Megumi's friend… Tezuka-san called last night to ask me something. And there's this very important thing that I have to tell him. Could you wake him up?"
"I tried already," said Fuji, shaking Tezuka again. "Can't you tell me what your message is?"
"It's a very private thing… but," Imai paused as if to consider. "Are you close to him?"
Fuji had to hold a chuckle when he heard the question. "Yes, very," he said. "We've been friends since junior high."
"I suppose I could trust you with this, then..."
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Was there ever a time when you fell in love with a person, but had to let go? When you thought you moved on, Lady Fate toys with you and makes you meet with that one person again. Other people, other loves may have come and gone through your life and yet you never forget the way that your heart used to leap or how your body used to tremble at the presence of that one person. Then, you realize that your love for him had always been there. That person is your constant. Simply put: he is your soul-mate, your one true love.
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a/n: Lo, and behold Tezuka's love for Fuji!!! As I constantly remind you… This is a leap year gift to our favorite tensai from our favorite buchou. This is where all it starts. :3
Okay. I really think my writing style got displaced. Strange. Please forgive the errors. I'm too lazy to beta at the moment and there is a LOT of school stuff I need to do. Anyway, I asked you what Tezuka's favorite fruit is… and, please don't kill me for this really, really, lame joke… but Tezuka's favorite fruit is Fuji apple! –sweatdrop- I thought that out when everyone was yelling tadpole jokes. At least I am saner than most of my classmates. –sweatdrop-
keep the ideas for the pics coming… please and thank you:3 Major requests are for smiling Tezuka or sleeping Tezuka probably because of the fact that only Fuji would be able to see Tezuka with his guard down. :3 I need a lot of pic ideas and I might even use ALL your requests.
I have another idea/challenge: What if Fuji got pregnant? (By Tezuka, of course) Wouldn't he be sooooo demanding? Hehe. I'd like to read something where Fuji is in the first trimester and is demanding strange food like Kimchi-Aozu-apple and pufferfish balls. –sweatdrop- or maybe he'll ask Tezuka to buy him a pink and yellow polka dotted tennis ball. I mean, imagine Tezuka's reactions! His brows will probably grow a permanent twitch and he'll lose body fluids by an extreme case of sweatdropping. But he has to do as Fuji says because he loves his tensai so much, ne? It's a crack!idea , so it has to be really funny. How Fuji will get pregnant is all up to you! –lol-
I think i'll only be able to update 3 weeks from now, assuming that school will be lenient enough to let me live. Gadz. TezuFuji is my only reprieve. And, what do you know, if I'm lucky enough, I might be able to publish my new tezufuji ficlet (Remembrance) and I do hope to write a LupinTonks soon… waaah! Pray for me, please.
p.s. starting from the reviews to this chapter, i'll be sending the replies through the reply button because it takes a lot of space and it bloats my word count due to my tendency to rant. you'll only find the reply to review in the next chapter if and only if you made an anonymous review and didn't include your email.