4 missed calls.
Fuji frowned as he saw Leanne`s name in the call register. It was still 3 a.m., and he wondered what could have happened for his editor to try to reach him desperately. He sighed as he stared at Tezuka who was silently sleeping beside hoped none of them would regret this. Fuji then leaned closer and kissed the other guy`s forehead.
"I love you." he whispered.
It took him a few seconds before he fully understood what he had just confessed. He loved Tezuka...as to when, how, and why he didn`t know.
"Tezuka..."
And before he even realized it, tears started to flow down his cheeks. It was cruel; looking at the person whom you love but whom you could never have. Painful. He reached out and caressed Tezuka`s cheek. More tears swelled down his eyes.
`I wish I could tell you how much I love you..` Fuji thought.
If only they could go back to where they`ve started, things might have been less painful by now.
"Fuji..."
Fuji flinched at the soft voice of Tezuka. The taller guy was now looking at him - worried by tears that still continued to flow down his cheeks. Fuji instinctively brought up his hand to wipe his tears, but Tezuka was quicker to held his wrist, preventing him from doing so.
"You`re crying." Tezuka said as he slowly propped himself up on bed.
.
Fuji looked away. He hated it when he`s so vulnerable. And God knows how vulnerable he felt at that moment.
"Nothing." he muttered.
"Tell me." Tezuka commanded.
"I told it`s nothing. Now will you just shut up and sleep."
"I won`t unless you tell me."
"I don`t have anything to say." Fuji said in complain as he looked straight at Tezuka`s eyes.
Tezuka frowned.
"Yes you do."
Fuji sighed.
"You`re not letting this go, are you?"
"Right."
Fuji turned his back at Tezuka and buried his face on his pillows. He knew he was blushing, and judging from the abnormal beating of his heart, he knew he felt nervous. More nervous than a man who is up to a public execution in China.
`Crap.` he silently cursed.
"Fuji.."
"Fine, I get it, alright!" Fuji snapped almost childishly.
"Say it."
Fuji bit his lower lip. So now he was up to confessing his love for Tezuka? Crap.
"I love you." he said - face still buried on the pillow.
Silence.
Fuji slowly turned, feeling quite curious and maybe a bit worried at Tezuka`s sudden silence.
"Say it again." Tezuka commanded as Fuji finally faced him.
"I won`t."
"I didn`t hear it."
"Then it`s not my fault!" Fuji childishly mocked.
Tezuka smiled, and give a quick kiss on Fuji`s cheek.
"Say it."
Fuji gave out an exasperated sigh. He lost. If only Tezuka wasn`t so seductive. (sigh)
"Alright...well...I think I love you.." he mumbled.
"You do?" Tezuka asked with a teasing smile.
Fuji just nodded. He knew he was blushing, but who cares now? He have had enough of the embarrassing moment in front of Tezuka, and he assumed another one wouldn`t be a great deal anymore.
Few more moments of silence passed.
"What now?" Fuji finally asked with impatience and slight worry.
Tezuka snickered, and Fuji raised a brow on that, demanding an explanation.
"Nothing. I was just not prepared for that."
So that was it. Fine. Fuji turned his back on Tezuka and closed his eyes. He shouldn`t have been so talkative in the first place. He felt the weight of the bed shifting as Tezuka leaned over and kissed his neck.
"...but it doesn`t mean I don`t like it."
"Liar."
Tezuka smiled and urged Fuji to face him, which the tensai did.
"What proofs do you need?"
"Nothing."
"But I`d like to give you one."
And before Fuji even realized it, he was already mentally cursing himself for being so weak in resisting Tezuka`s kisses. (though he thought everyone would..). Even if Tezuka was a good kisser, no, a very good one, Fuji thought he should at least learn how to hold back. But that is exactly the problem. He never learned much skills to control his own desires. Well he always gets what he wanted since he was a kid, so practically doesn`t see the point as to why he needed much of this `self-control` thing.
Now he knew why.
They were already in the heat of the moment when Fuji`s phone rang in its maximum volume, loud enough to wake a sleephead like him from slumber.
"Turn that off." Tezuka whispered without bothering to remove his attention form his current `business`. (Right. That is of course if you entirely consider kissing Fuji`s neck, collarbone, chest...etc.. some sort of a business. Fascinating isn`t it?)
"No...uhm...I have to take this." Fuji said as he slightly pulled himself away from Tezuka.
"No cellphones from now on.." the taller guy muttered with a smile.
Fuji smiled back before answering the call.
"Leanne.."
"Great. Finally the great Syusuke Fuji decided to give the poor me some mercy and answered his phone. Just where on earth are you?"
"Yeah..I was...well never mind. Anyway what can I do for you?"
"I need some back-up files for the recent article that you`re working. It`s urgent."
Fuji bit his lower lip and glanced back at Tezuka, who went back lying on bed.
"When?" he asked.
"When? Of course now. I`m outside your apartment. Come down and just hand it to me. I`ll manage the rest myself."
Fuji stared in space. He couldn`t tell her that he`s at Tezuka`s place, could he?
"W-wait..I can`t."
"Huh?"
"Uhm...I`m not in my apartment right now...I...I`m at a friends house."
Leanne rolled her eyes and sighed.
"...but if you could wait for like an hour, I could drive back and get the stuffs you need." Fuji offered, hoping that Leanne would dismiss the idea, and just find some other way.
"No...I'd better pick you up. I brought my car with me, anyway...Just give me their address." Leanne said as she settled in and started her car's engine.
Fuji could hear the sound of the car going back to life on the other line's background. He stood up in panic and turned on the lights of the room. Tezuka looked at him in confusion. Fuji ignored him.
"Leanne, wait...just stay there, okay? I'll be there in 30 minutes."
"Ugh, Syusuke...Why don't you just tell me where you are, so we can get through with this.."
"No...I'm..it's a bit complica-"
Fuji didn't manage to finish what he was saying when Tezuka grabbed the phone from his hand, pulling it away from his reach.
"Tezuka,..." he hissed.
The novelist gave him one last look before bringing the phone to his own ears.
"Leanne..." greeted Tezuka's formal tone.
Leanne frowned.
"Tezuka?" she wondered while removing the key from the car's ignition. "What happened?"
"Fuji's with me." he simply answered.
The tensai attempted to reach out for the phone, but Tezuka's height advantage prevented him from doing so.
"This might be too much...But I'd appreciate it if...you'll take the business by morning."
Leanne pressed her fingers on her temples. If what she's thinking is true, Fuji's got a lot of things to explain.
"What`s he doing there?"
"Nothing."
She bit her lip and sighed.
"Did he get you in any trouble?"
"No..I was..I asked him to stay."
"The whole night?"
"Yes."
This time, Leanne bumped her head on the car`s steering wheel.
"Tezuka.." she started. "Tell me you didn`t use him to..." her voice trailed off as she felt the painful lump on her throat. She had the idea of Fuji`s growing attraction to her "ex-boyfriend", a potentially dangerous attraction that had been quite apparent for the past few weeks. She thought it would end up just like that. But it seems like Fuji had been very careless lately.
Noticing the silence from the other line, Tezuka decided to speak.
"I`ll drive him in your place at 7 a.m. along with the papers you need."
Leanne didn`t care to say anything before she hang up and threw her phone on the backseat. Surely, things are getting less favorable...and more dangerous.