Disclaimer: Same applies for each chapter…
A/N: I know I pretty much only gave it a day…but my friend, rayray2314 gave me an idea. So, I suppose this will continue.
Always Tomorrow
Day Two
Today was the day that Atobe Keigo of Hyoutei Gakuen would make Tezuka Kunimitsu of Seigaku his own. Oh yes, Ore-sama was in high spirits and refused to be rejected by the object of his affections again. Not that Ore-sama ever thought of Tezuka as a—
No matter. Seigaku's buchou will belong to him…whether he has to fight for him, or the cold one would easily be awed by Ore-sama's flawless skills. Either way, Atobe Keigo would not give in. No was not an option.
"Aan, Tezuka," he said arrogantly to himself as he walked, yes walked, the rest of the way to the other's house, a smirk on his face all the while. "You will fall to Ore-sama's charm."
With that, the mighty one finally made it to the Tezuka residence and slowly walked up the porch steps before he knocked softly on the door. He waited patiently for an answer.
Silence.
"…"
Knocking again, he gave the door a slight glare, his patience fading with the while he was waiting.
Again, silence.
"………"
Eye twitching, he clenched his fist, getting ready to pound on the door…but no, Ore-sama does not pound on the door. Ore-sama is calm…completely calm.
… Though the calmness was fading fast. …
"… Tezuka," he finally bid himself to speak, allowing his hands to unclench so not to bother the perfect tone of his skin. "Ore-sama has arrived." He was answered in silence.
"…………"
Lifting his right hand, he cleared his throat, and began knocking again. Maybe his persistence would get Tezuka Kunimitsu to open the door and speak to him. But then again…Tezuka was Tezuka.
No. No matter what, Atobe Keigo would not leave until Tezuka Kunimitsu was by his side, going on a date with him. Eventually Tezuka would have to give in…
"Tezuka Kunimitsu of Seigaku, Ore-sama Atobe Keigo, requests that you go on a—"
The door finally opened, stopping the narcissist from continuing his sentence.
"Atobe Keigo." His voice was cold, annoyed that the Hyoutei captain was so…selfish and persistent. If anything, Tezuka Kunimitsu would be the one to make Atobe Keigo take no for an answer. "I will not go on a date with you. Now give up."
"…"
Again, Tezuka basically left Atobe speechless…but he still would not quit.
"Tezuka," Atobe stated with a smile. "You will go on a date with Ore-sama. Ore-sama demands it. And everyone obeys Ore-sama's demands…"
Tezuka all but scoffed, just about ready to slam the door in Atobe Keigo's face like he couldn't last night…but he knew that it wouldn't work. So he settled for a question instead.
"What will it get you to go on a 'date' with me, Atobe?"
The question was cold, his eyes almost lifeless, with the exception of the glow of the sun's rays shining on his glasses. That was the only thing that kept Tezuka Kunimitsu looking…alive.
"What are your motives?"
That left Atobe Keigo speechless for the second time that day. It wasn't because he was being rejected by the one person that he saw good enough for himself…but it was because Tezuka basically asked him what he was being…offered? That made no sense. No one offered Atobe Keigo anything…except when he asked for it. And not once in his life had someone told him 'no.' What was it that made Tezuka Kunimitsu so much…better than Atobe Keigo? Was it the fact that he didn't have a fan-club like Atobe did?
… Why?
"Tezuka—" He started and had the full intention of saying something, but…he lost all thoughts as he caught the look in his rival's eyes. Confusion? Hate? Why was Tezuka Kunimitsu so unreadable? He was the one person that Atobe Keigo could not read; could not understand…and that made Atobe want him.
"Atobe. What do you really want?" Seigaku's buchou asked coldly, his expression never faltering as he looked at his rival. He wasn't afraid of Atobe Keigo; not in tennis, and definitely not in something like this. A date? Was the buchou of Hyoutei really asking him, Tezuka Kunimitsu out? How many times would the great Atobe be turned down before he lost all confidence in himself?
No matter. Tezuka Kunimitsu would not falter in this. He refuses to lose to Atobe in tennis…and he refuses to give in to Atobe. Tezuka does not give others what they want, unless it's the ultimate win for the team he holds himself responsible for.
"Ore-sama—"
"No. Not 'Ore-sama.' You. What do you, Atobe Keigo, really want?"
It was a simple question…but still, it was not one that Hyoutei's top narcissist was ready to answer. He hadn't expected anything like that from Tezuka Kunimitsu of Seigaku.
"I want…" He started, but immediately stopped, thinking diligently about what he should answer. Did he even know what he wanted? Of course he did. He was Atobe Keigo, after all. And Atobe Keigo knew everything…and he refused to take no for an answer, especially for something he was so desperate to have.
Tezuka Kunimitsu was no exception. Atobe will claim Tezuka for his own…one day. If not today, Atobe Keigo will still manage to capture the heart, maybe more, of the one he had wanted; the man who couldn't be shattered. And he refused to share him. Ore-sama did not share…especially his rival.
"… Tezuka," he finally finished without even trying. The only way he was able to complete the sentence…was to end it with 'Tezuka.' And it was true. No one else could do anything about it.
"… That is not an answer, Atobe."
His walls almost at the point of shattering, Atobe froze. It was like a staring contest. He wanted to blink. He wanted to blink because the intense staring was burning his eyes…but he found himself unable. The pain was unbearable. The only person that could beat him at a staring contest seemed to only be Tezuka Kunimitsu. He could never beat him. Seigaku was the team, the only team, that he completely and utterly hated losing to. Had Seishun Gakuen not had Tezuka Kunimitsu, they would have not been worth the effort. No one on that team was worth anything…especially not that Echizen kid. Tezuka was far superior to Echizen Ryoma. Hands down.
But somehow he had to redeem himself. Save himself from the future break. How was he supposed to defeat his rival if he was shattering by his rival's hand…his eyes? Tezuka Kunimitsu was breaking Atobe Keigo. For years this had been going on. Years that Atobe stared at Tezuka from afar. Why couldn't Tezuka care? Why did Tezuka affect him this much?
Tezuka Kunimitsu, Atobe thought, eyeing the man in front of him. Why can't you save me?
Did he really look to Tezuka to save him? Why? What was so great about the captain of Seigaku? And why couldn't Atobe just…let him go?
Giving the other one last glimpse, Atobe turned to leave, his back facing Tezuka.
Save me.
The words rung in the form of a painful echo in Atobe's mind as he walked away, his right wrist flicking elegantly in Tezuka Kunimitsu's direction in an arrogant farewell.
Save me. Tezuka Kunimitsu.
With that, Atobe Keigo was gone from sight, leaving Tezuka alone at his own doorstep this time. But it was alright. Everything would be fine. Maybe soon, Atobe would have the answers. But, until then…
There was always tomorrow.
A/N: Eh…this isn't my best work, but…I'm trying. Really. Hopefully soon I'll be able to write better.
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