Chapter twelve is here. This is the final chapter. It's been fun. I will put a sequal chapter up after this. Enjoy. R&R

Summary: With the breaking of a promise, Yuuta's world becomes unstable and seeks other people to try and bring that world back from the brink of destruction, but even after going as far as to try and repair things, will Yuuta ever find a way to repair the damage done (especially in his heart)?

Warnings: This is yaoi, YuutaxMizuki, FujixTezuka, YuutaxAtsushi, Fujicest, and Kisarazucest, and mentioning of TezukaxRyoma.

Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis, nor any characters in this fic. And I do not own any songs you see, belongs Blake Shelton.

// I never thought that you

would leave me

I always thught that I could

find you

Somewhere near a phone to answer

When I call

Now you have my full attention

Now you're all that I can think of

This is not what I expected

At all

I thought there was time

Are you even on this planet

Can you see these pretty flowers

Or am I standing here just talking

To the wind

How I wish that I had told you

How I wish that I had shouted

I love you, I love you, I love you,

I love you

Back then //

"I'm no good." His tiny frame shook as he gripped his racquet. He had lost again. He could never seem to be good at playing tennis, and it frustrated him. Maybe it was just his brother's sport, and he wasn't meant to play it.

"Yuuta..." Fuji plopped down next to the youner boy, throwing an arm around him and pulling him close. He rested his head atop the other's. "You did good, Yuuta. You make me proud."

"But I lost." Yuuta sniffed, rubbing his eyes.

"That doesn't matter. Just have fun. That's what really matters. I have fun when playing you. Do you have fun playing with me?" Grey orbs looked up to the other, Yuuta nodding.

"Yes." Syuusuke smiled at the younger boy.

"Then don't give up, so we can keep playing tennis together. It's so much fun when it's just us. You're always getting better and better. Soon, you'll be better than me."

"Really?" The small boy's voice was soft. Fuji nodded.

"Really."

Yuuta had been attending Seishun for a couple days now. He wasn't joining the tennis team, and never made it slightly known. He hung out with Kaidoh and Momo when around the classroom, but once school was out, he went home. But today would be different. Syuusuke would stop home real quick after tennis and then leave, always coming home late and leaving for school early, if he even came home Yuuta didn't know. Yuuta was sitting at the gates, waiting for his brother to be done with tennis practice. He had already called Yumiko to tell her he would be home a little later than usual. He could hear people saying their goodbyes, so he got up. He stepped back into the shadows at the sight before him. Fuji was with Tezuka, both walking out and talking together. Yuuta figured it was nothing, and left for home on his own. But this was just the beginning.

Yuuta sighed the next day at school. Fuji hadn't returned home last night. He was up till late, falling asleep at his desk. The first year stretched, his back still aching from his mistake. Yuuta didn't know it, but this would become a regular thing for the rest of the week. Fuji wouldn't return home, and Yuuta would fall asleep at his desk. Even that weekend was filled with no Syuusuke.

Monday rolled around and Yuuta waited by the gate. This time, he was going to talk to his brother, was going to figure out why he wasn't coming home. Everyone, even himself, was worried. Once again, Yuuta seemed to be taken aback by the sight of his brother with Tezuka, but this was different. The first year could feel his world collapsing around him. Fuji was smiling, smiling that warm smile, not at him, but at Tezuka. Those smiles were his, they were the ones his brother always used for him.

A month would pass after Yuuta's transfer, and still no progress. Yuuta began to wonder why he transferred when he felt like everything was getting worse. Maybe it was his own fault? He never talked about his brother, never talked to him, and never tried to.

As Yuuta was stretched out on his bed, he was struck with a thought. He tugged his phone out of his pocket and quickly dialed a number. His breath almost catching at the other's first words.

"Atsushi, can I talk to you?" Yuuta could feel Atsushi smile on the other line. He was a Fuji, he had the weird sense of being able to tell other's expressions even when he couldn't see them.

"Sure, talk away, Yuuta." The said boy nodded to himself, more than to anyone. He began to explain to the elder boy about everything that has been going on, even of how he's been doubting if he was doing the right thing. But his worries were wiped away by Atsushi's words. "Just wait for your brother to come to accept things. He'll return, Yuuta." Of course, Yuuta didn't know the other boy was secretly plotting in his mind.

Atsushi was a clever boy, and knew ways of getting information. He asked the coach to ask the Seishun coach for Tezuka's address, actually getting it. And with that, he and his brother set right out to the Tezuka household. Both boys were accepted in by Kunimitsu himself, and actually were slightly surprised to see Fuji sitting in the livingroom as if he did live there. The four sat down for their little chat.

"Fuji Syuusuke, it was your idea to have him transfer. Now you're making him miserable again. To the point he's thinking of transferring back. That place has Hajime Mizuki in it. Your brother might get mixed back up with him." Atsushi knew the mentioning of Mizuki was something Fuji hated, after all the talks with Yuuta he did catch somethings that Fuji doesn't like (Mizuki being one of them).

"And if I go back and he decides then he wants to transfer back?" Fuji seemed so cold, and Ryou didn't like it. He had his brother back, but he didn't like how the boy before him treated his younger brother, not just Atsushi, but also Yuuta.

"You haven't given him a chance. You've been here the whole time."

"Ryou is right. Yuuta was telling me you haven't been home once since he returned back there, since he transferred. He's been trying to make an attempt to repair things, even when he believes it's impossible. You're making it impossible, by not making an attempt." Tezuka was the next one to speak, causing all eyes to go on him.

"You can't run away from things forever, Fuji. Just tell him straight forward, everything. Your brothers, it's unconditional love no matter what. And if he loves you, he'll accept your words. Life comes with pain, but unless you can come to deal with that, you'll always be forcing it upon others." Syuusuke sighed in defeat.

"Alright." And with that, the second year left for home, the Kisarazu twins returning back to Chiba.

Yuuta was asleep on the couch when Fuji stepped into the house. No one else was home. So he moved into the living room. Yuuta rolled over as Fuji sat down, slightly waking up.

"Aniki?" Yuuta rubbed his eyes, sitting up. Fuji's smile seemed so sad.

"I'm sorry, Yuuta." Yuuta's eyes went slightly wide.

"Eh?"

"For everything I've done lately." Yuuta crossed his arms and looked off to the side.

"Hmph." Fuji sighed, figuring he deserved it, but still continued to talk. Yuuta pretended not to listen, but was infact hanging on every word his brother said.

"I...I really wanted you to return back home. When I talked to Atsushi and he told me that he would be returning back to Chiba, he told me it's my job to watch you now. I wanted you right back here. Some place that's safe." Fuji stared at his feet. "But then when Nee-san told me about you transferring and coming back home, I was really happy. But I couldn't think about staying around. I didn't want to come home and find disappointment in your eyes, or even hatred, but running away solved nothing. I want to work things out with you, Yuuta. I want us to become close again, like how we had been when we were little kids. More than anything, I want to be the "cool aniki" you once saw me as." A sigh escaped his lips.

"Stupid Aniki." Yuuta hugs Fuji and kisses him, but then quickly pulls back, regretting his actions. He gave a small bow. "Sorry. I shouldn't have done that, you're still with Tezuka."

Fuji patted Yuuta on the head. "No, Yuuta, I'm not. We haven't been dating for several months. He couldn't take my brother complex anymore, as I couldn't take him always having Ryoma on his mind. Anyway, he even told me to find you and set things right." Yuuta nodded, reaching a hand out to grip his brother's sleeve.

"I...I ran away to St Rudolph in the first place to try and think. It's not right for me to love you in such a way. I was so mad at myself for being in love with you. I was always just happy following you, hanging around at your side, but then one day I realized I wanted more from you. More than anything, I wanted aniki to myself. It's like a shadow trying to grasp the real self." Yuuta drew in a deep breath. "But I still have trouble coming forward with these feelings. But.. but I... I still love you, Aniki." His head was slightly bowed, mostly to hide his red tinted cheeks. He was forced to look up at a clicking sound and flash. Both boys looked at their sister, who had just ruined what would've been a more dramatic scene. Yumiko had started to laugh as both boys twitching.

"Yuu-chan is all grown up." Yuuta's jaw almost dropped at being called a name he hadn't been called since he was a baby. "But you were brothers, and you shouldn't hate each other. So it's nice to see you two making up." Her smile was atleast genuine as she left. Both boys couldn't believe their sister, mostly that she couldn't comprehend their love being more than brotherly love.

"I'm not going to go anywhere, Yuuta. I'm gunna remain here, and we can work everything out perfectly." Syuusuke had pulled his brother into a tight, warm embrace. Yuuta seemed to melt in his brother's arms, but he wouldn't ever admit so. He was happy, they would finally get to try and work things out.

No, Yuuta was sure things just went down hill. How had he actually given in to going to tennis practice with his brother? Fuji was already a regular for the high school, and it was embarrassing following him around. Even through this, all eyes moved onto him.

"Yuuta!" Momo was the one the throw an arm around the boy. "So you finally decided to come join us."

"Uh...It was aniki's doing." Fuji's smile was slightly on the mischivious side. Everyone was so welcoming to Yuuta. And he was surprised, a lot of them calling him by name and not as 'Fuji's younger brother' and the likes. He was still Fuji Yuuta the left-hand killer. Even the captain was nice to Yuuta, confessing to have been a fan and enjoyed watching the younger boy play and was egar to see what the boy had.

Walking home, both boys were content. They talked, laughed, and felt like there hadn't been so much of a gap as they thought there had been. Woulds still hurt, and they couldn't do anthing but patch them up with thier love for each other.

This is the end, and as stated before, next is just a sequal. Read to know the future of the brothers.