Pairing: Fuji x Atobe
Disclaimer: Prince of Tennis does not belong to me
Part: 6/?
Warning: Few background facts AND sequential orders of events regarding the characters have been altered.
Note: This whole fiction was primarily in Atobe's pov but this chapter I want the reader to see things from Fuji's pov.
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Another Monday morning had arrived; my life had been very predicable since I started middle school. I woke up, get dress, go to school and attended tennis practice. It is a cycle that had become a habit of mine. I surprised a lot of my classmates when I decided to attend Seishun Gakuen instead of Hyotei Gakuen. Everyone had assumed that I will attend Hyotei Gakuen because in terms of academic and quality of tennis team Hyotei was obviously the better choice but trivial things like that never really concern me. I am thankful that my parents trust my judgment when it comes to my life and didn't question my decision to turn down the better school for a less favorable one.
I never told anyone that I decided to attend Seishun Gakuen because I had some unfinished business with a student there, his name was Tezuka Kunimitsu. In the sport of tennis, I was praised by many and even earned the nicknames like "tennis tensai" and "tennis prodigy" I had never let them get to my head because of Tezuka. The first time I meet Tezuka I knew that there was something different about him and I haven't felt that sensation again till I meet Keigo. I had never cared much about the outcome of any tennis match except for one match. I was excited when Tezuka accepted my challenged to play an unofficial match but rather than getting what I had wanted from Tezuak, I was disappointed. I could felt my anger rising when I saw Tezuka used his right arm when it was obvious to me that he was left handed.
I left in anger and disappointed but later when I ran into another Tennis player named Oishi, I realized how wrong I was. When I first meet Tezuka I thought he was just another guy who needed to loosen up a bit. But Tezuka changed me. I had never seen anyone who had so much respect for the game even after what tennis did to him. I was shock when Oishi told me that Tezuka's left arm was seriously injured after some upperclassmen discovered that Tezuka had played them with his right arm when he was left handed.
Since that day, I decided that I would attend Seishun Gakuen and become Tezuka's teammate. I want to be the first person that Tezuka play against when his arm was fully healed. Finally, I am about to be rewarded for my patience. Just last weekend, Oishi told me that Tezuka will be returning to the tennis team in time for the Spring season with his left arm completely healed. I had never been this happy since Keigo told me that he was going under the knife to get his eye sight back.
Keigo.
Sometimes it frustrates me at how natural it was for me to refer random things or people to Keigo. There were always time when I wondered if it was a dream, those few days that we spend together. It started as a summer like any other. I would get to spend time with my father at his work but that summer my father had been anxious to introduce me to his newest patient, someone that he refered to as "Little Keigo."
At first I was jealous but then jealousy become curiosity and ultimately I was lured in by his strange charm. I didn't want to like Keigo at all but then again we all knew that things never went the way we planned. I was expecting a spoiled rich child with tantrum problems but instead I saw a lost child with the life literally sucked out of him.
The first time I saw Keigo, he reminded me of a caged bird. Surrounded by beautiful things, completely sheltered from the outside world but yet he appeared so lifeless and sad. At that moment I was determined to make him smiled. I want to see the life being brought back in his soul. I surprised myself because I had never cared so much about a stranger before but the more I stare at his face the more I want to make a change to it.
I want to draw a smile on his face but more importantly I had been dying to see his eyes. When Keigo left I made him promised me that he wouldn't make me wait for more than five years. The words slipped out of my mouth and I had never regretted it. I waited and I would be lying if I say that I wasn't disappointed. I had waited and I had watched the season's changes and yet no sign of Keigo.
The snows will clear up soon and spring will arrived. It will be the last spring before our deadline. I wonder if Keigo still remembered our promise, the promise that we made when we were nine, a time when we were both naïve and stubborn.
I don't know why I waited.
I don't know why I was holding on to a childish promise.
Snow will melt soon.
Spring will be here.
Tezuka will be back soon.
But will Keigo remembered his promise?
Maybe Spring will be different this year.
Maybe I will be surprised by a complete stranger.
Maybe ...
TBC
A.N: I swear I am not evil and umm ... yeah.