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Fuji wasn't faring much better, staring out the window and waiting for class to end.
"Fuji-kun! Fuji-kun! Shusuke Fuji!!" Fuji finally noticed the teacher calling his name as Eiji nudged him with his foot.
"Yes, Sensei?" Fuji asked with a smile.
"Do the problem on the board," The sensei said, irritated by Fuji's nonchalant attitude. Fuji stood, looking at the board.
"Using the Law of Cosine, we can tell that side 'C' is equal to fifteen centimeters. Then, if we use the Law of Sine, we can proceed to discover that angles 'B' and 'A' are equal to ninety-two degrees and fifty-three degrees respectively," Fuji took his seat as the teacher, astounded, punched this into his calculator. It was all correct.
Eiji was surprised as well, it wasn't often that Fuji showed his genius, and to execute both the Law of Cosine and the Law of Sine in his head, so quickly, had certainly shown that. Now Fuji had gone back to staring out the window, not smiling. What could be distracting him so much that he had shown a bit of his true-self and dropped his smile?
'Tezuka-buchou,' Eiji thought to himself, still a bit amazed as he continued to watch th tensai exhibit these strange behaviors.
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Finally, school was over, and practice was all that was left before Kunimitsu and Fuji could bring the relationship before their parents, and ask for their approval. He had made sure that everyone was out of the locker rooms except Fuji, and then made his move. He slipped in on silent feet behind the tensai and put his arms around his waist. Fuji's breath caught in his throat as he realized who it was, and he fought to regain control of himself.
"Kunimitsu," He gasped, "Don't... My wings..."
"Are beautiful," Kunimitsu whispered in his ear, bending over just a bit. "Don't worry about them. There's no one else here. They're all at the courts already."
"My shirt will rip," Fuji strained, fighting his wings desperately.
"You have a second shirt," Kunimitsu said, "or we could cut slits in the back of this one, and you could hide them on the court with your jacket."
" A-alright," Fuji caved, knowing how he had longed for Kunimitsu's touch all day long. "The scissors are in my bag." Kunimitsu pulled them out, one arm still around Fuji, and patiently cut the back of his shirt. When He saw Kunimitsu put the scissors back, Fuji released his wings, his entire body trembling from Kunimitsu's smooth touch.
"I could do whatever I wanted to you now," Kunimitsu whispered, turning Fuji around to face him, "And no one would know." Kunimitsu's wings were out too, Fuji noticed, and almost laughed at Kunimitsu's attempt to play the bad-boy role.
"Try," Fuji said, a smile lighting up his face, "I'll return it to you ten-fold." Kunimitsu smiled slightly.
"Are you sure you wouldn't end up spoiling me?" he asked, and Fuji chuckled.
"I already do," He said, giving him a quick kiss, "But you spoil me too, so it's even." Kunimitsu kissed him now, lengthening it, and making it deeper and more meaningful.
"We can't stay in here forever," Fuji said, trying to bring the love-struck Kunimitsu, normally so sensible, back to the real world, "We'll have to go out on the courts soon, or Ryuzaki-Sensei will send someone looking for us."
"We can't, can we?" Kunimitsu asked, frowning, then shrugged, "I don't ask for forever, just a few moments longer." Fuji smiled again.
"Alright," he said, "Alright, alright. But then we have to go out there. We haven't even told our parents yet."
"I know," Kunimitsu said, "but we will today, and they will be fine with it. At least, my parents will. My grandfather knows, and he didn't seem to disapprove."
"I noticed," Fuji mumbled, remember how that same elderly man had almost told everyone that they were holding hands under the table, "And my parents have never been too particular about what I do, so I doubt they'll start caring now." Kunimitsu didn't feel like talking anymore, and he closed the space between the two of them, planting his lips on Fuji's. Fuji moaned against Kunimitsu's kiss and kissed him back, neither hearing as someone came in. Ayame stopped and stared at the two, seeing wings and all, before turning and hurrying out.
While Kunimitsu had thought he might have heard something, he didn't see anything when he opened his eyes, and brushed it off as nothing. After all, there was no reason in worrying Fuji over nothing. Fuji finally pushed him back, breathing hard.
"Come on," he said when he was breathing normally again, "can't we continue this tonight?"
"One condition," Kunimitsu said, holding up a finger.
"What?" Fuji asked, interested.
"You have to go on a real date with me, after we talk to both of our parents'." He smiled at the reaction he got from Fuji, who's face lit up with a look of pure awe, and he suddenly looked closer to his age, more immature.
"Of course!" he exclaimed, but was now trying desperately to revert back to his normal, calm smile.
"Alright, let's go," he said, "You can go first, and I'll come in a few minutes. Ryuzaki won't ask questions, I'm sure."
"Okay," Fuji agreed, and Kunimitsu gave him a small peck on the lips before letting the tensai head out of the locker rooms. Then he sat down to wait.
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"I'm nervous," Fuji said, "I'm not sure why, I've never had problems talking to your parents before." Kunimitsu gave his shoulder an affectionate squeeze.
"Don't be nervous," Kunimitsu said calmly as they approached the house, "They both adore you. They won't treat you differently just because I tell them I'm dating you"
"I'm sure, but..." Fuji said, still nervous, He held his breath as Kunimitsu opened the door, letting Fuji in first before entering himself. They both took off their shoes in the entryway, and the noise alerted Kunimitsu's mother.
"Kunimitsu! Shusuke-chan!" she said, delighted, "I could hardly believe I'd get to see you both today!" She hugged both, he head in between theirs' as she captured one in each arm. "Come on into the parlor, I've got fresh cookies, and both your father and grandfather are waiting. You grandfather said you had an announcement." The two followed her quietly, Fuji amazed as he always was the Kunimitsu took after neither of his parents, with their laid-back attitudes. The only one he resembled, was his grandfather, who sometimes drove Fuji crazy with his riddles. Thankfully, that trait hadn't been passed to Kunimitsu.
"Okaerinasai," Kunimitsu's father said, and Kunimitsu bowed.
"It's nice to be home," he answered, "Fuji following suit, bowing and saying a formal greeting.
"Enough formalities," Kunikazu demanded, cutting Kunimitsu's father off before he could ask if Fuji was well. "Get on with it." Kunimitsu wondered if his grandfather needed a nap, but said nothing offensive.
"Yes," He said, and took Fuji took his hand for support, hiding it behind them
"Ohh! They're holding hands!" Kunimitsu's mother exclaimed, elated. Fuji smiled, but realized how careless he had been, forgetting she was behind them so quickly. "I knew it!" She ran pst them to Kunikazu.
"I knew it! As soon as you told me he and Shusuke-chan would be here with an announcement, I knew it!" she insisted, though on one was arguing with her, and hugged the two boys again, "I'm so happy for you both!"
"T-that made that easy," Fuji said, surprised, but smiling, "I'm happy you approve."
"Of course we do," Kunimitsu's father smiled kindly, "We've all been expecting this for a while. Since the first time you came over, actually."
"I didn't realize I was so obvious," Fuji was blushing slightly.
"Kunimitsu was probably the only person who didn't notice," Kunimitsu's mother pouted, "You two could have been together and happy long ago if my son wasn't so thick. Sumimasen, Shusuke-chan."
"I didn't notice his feeling either," Fuji reminded them, and they all looked at one another.
"Who did? We just figured he couldn't help falling for you eventually," Kunimitsu's father admitted. They continued talking for awhile, Kunimitsu growing increasingly nervous about talking to Fuji's parents next.
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"Do what you want to, Shusuke," Was the answer Fuji heard through the phone. "Who you date is none of my business."
"Arigatou," Fuji said, and heard his father hang up the phone. Of course, his mother, the self-proclaimed 'stay at home mom' had failed to make an appearance, and his father, a foreign-based employee, had shown absolutely no interest in Shusuke. One big happy family. Yumiko, however, was overjoyed to find out, and congratulated the boys properly before shooing them off to go on their date.
"Where to?" Fuji asked, once outside.
"Not sure," Kunimitsu answered, "I didn't think that far ahead, I guess."
"Unbelievable," Fuji shook his head with mock-disappointment, "The ever organized Kunimitsu Tezuka has no plan." Kunimitsu didn't bother to come up with a response, merely grabbed Fuji by the hand and led him along. They walked for awhile, Fuji trying to get Kunimitsu to tell him where they were going. Fuji laughed when he realized he had led him to the mall.
"Come on," Kunimitsu said, and Fuji let himself be dragged along. Once inside, Kunimitsu was at a loss again. 'Now what?' he asked himself, looking around. He finally turned to Fuji, "What do you want to do?"
"Saa... I'm a bit hungry," Fuji answered honestly, and the two headed for the food court to get a few burgers. As they ate, Fuji glanced into the nearby shops, window shopping with his sharp eyes, which picked up details of objects, even at great distances. His eyes settled on a pair of necklaces in a jewelry story. They were a pair of silver wings, that could separated into two necklaces, meant, obviously, for people in a relationship. Half of him longed to have that pair, one for him and one for Kunimitsu, but he was certain he didn't have enough money with him, and there was absolutely no way he could ask Kunimitsu to buy them.
When they finished, they headed into a music store near the jewelry shop Fuji had been peering into. While Fuji browsed, Kunimitsu said he was going to check out the classical music section and disappeared from sight. A few minutes later, he was back, asking if he was ready to go. They looked through several more shops, but ended up leaving empty handed.
"I'm sorry," Kunimitsu apologized as they began to walk towards home. Fuji looked at him quizzically, but Kunimitsu merely explained, "That wasn't much of a date... I'm not very good at this sort of thing..." Kunimitsu was by now looking at the ground, and Fuji took a moment to see that Kunimitsu was embarrassed. After adding this to his mental scrapbook, labeled as, 'a new discovered emotion', he smiled, and took Kunimitsu's face in his hands.
"It's fine," he said, "I enjoyed myself. I was with you, and that's more then enough to make this a great afternoon."
"I probably made it sound like I had something romantic planned, but..."
"Saa, Kunimitsu," He delicately moved Kunimitsu's face so that he was looking into Fuji's eyes. "It's fine. It's like tennis. Practice." Kunimitsu smiled only slightly.
"Practice," he repeated.