Fuji stared blankly at the clear blue sky. He was sitting on one of the benches at the park, and was enjoying the warm summer breeze that soothed his skin. He didn't feel any single worries even after he received a memorandum, informing him of his temporary suspension.

And the reason?

Well he just had the guts to strike back at Kunimitsu Tezuka through an article he'd written entitled " Perfect Deception", which apparently raised several controversies on the part of the novelist.

Although the article was exclusively published on the monthly newsletter of their company alone, it was more than enough to create a huge fuss among their colleagues and superiors. And if there was one who suffered from intense headache by what he did, Fuji was a hundred percent sure it was Leanne.

He never wished to give her any hassle, but it just can't be helped. Tezuka was pushing him to his limits, and God knows he's just being logical in teaching the novelist a lesson of how he can bring him down just by the tip of his pen. 'You're barking at the wrong tree, Tezuka..' he thought.

Fuji gently sighed.

Oh how he loved his life of alternate simplicity and fame. He believed it was perfect. Save for a certain Kunimitsu Tezuka who started ruining the life he had long been dreaming to have ever since he became the latter's apple of the eye.

Fuji's phone rang. Hr frowned upon realizing it was Tezuka, but still decided to pick it up.

"Moshi, moshi.." he coldly answered.

Fuji had expected his call. He knew he had stepped on a land mine when he had his article released, but he never regretted anything. How could he regret if it was what he wanted in the first place?

"Your sister got into an accident..better be here as soon as possible." Tezuka monotonously informed him from the other line.

Tezuka's statement didn't quite register on Fuji's consciousness. Accident? Her sister? Tezuka? How? – Everything just seemed to be obscure. He was so engrossed with his own thoughts that he failed to hear what the other guy was telling him. Finally, he heard Tezuka sigh.

"I'm hanging up." Tezuka said, breaking Fuji from his trance.

"M-matte…where's my sister now?"

In less than a minute, Fuji was already heading to where his sister was.

"Daijobo, Syusuke…this is just a simple scratch. Nothing serious." Yumiko reassuringly said with a gentle smile.

Doctors had already confirmed that his sister was free from any danger and harm from the fall that she had, yet Fuji just couldn't stay at ease. That was the first time her sister got into an accident, which really hurt her, and he was quite concerned as to the post-traumatic effect that it may cause (if ever there is).

Fuji sighed.

"Demo Syusuke…I think you should go and check your friend." Yumiko said with a concerned look.

"….he must have hurt his hand badly for trying to catch me. I'm sorry…" she added.

Friend?

'It couldn't be..'

His premonition came true when he found out that it was really Tezuka, the novelist whom her sister was talking about. Fuji gently massaged his temples. 'Great coincidence' he thought. He brushed away all hesitations and headed to the room where the taller guy was confined.

He can at least be a little bit grateful, can't he?

Author's note:

...this time, a short chapter..

Thanks for the read!

N.S.C.M.