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Chapter 2 – Granting the First Wish

During tennis practice, Fuji Syusuke remained in his classroom to finish his assignments since he could not join the rest of the regulars. Occasionally, he would look out of the window to search the area for signs of the boy who always made him feel safe and, his heart flutter – Tezuka Kunimitsu.

"Ne, Tezuka," Fuji whispered as he gazed dreamily at the captain who was now in training with the tennis club members, "Just allow me to be selfish this time...Let me have the chance to have the feel of us being together like a couple..." he sighed, propping his face against his left hand as he leaned against the window sill, "...at least till my wishes are granted."

At the tennis courts...

"Alright everyone! That's all for today. You are dismissed!" Tezuka ordered.

Cried of joy and relief were immediately heard as the tennis club members had trained very hard for that day, much harder than usual.

"Let's have dinner together, Ryoma," Momoshiro, the dark-haired powerhouse player grinned as he draped an arm over the scrawny shoulder of his lover affectionately, "You are too skinny!"

"Mada mada dane," Ryoma smirked as he pulled his cap lower. Sensing that someone was looking, Ryoma glanced up and was surprised to find the tensai staring at the Seigaku captain, who was currently engrossed in a conversation with Coach Ryuzaki.

At once, Echizen Ryoma nudged the taller boy, and gestured him to look in the direction of Fuji Syusuke who apparently did not seem to notice the couple's stare.

"Takeshi," Ryoma began with a questioning note in his voice, "Why on earth is Fuji-senpai looking at Buchou with such a weird dreamy look?"

Momoshiro stared at the shorter boy before he gave a short bark of laughter. "Don't you find Fuji's expression familiar, Ryoma?"

Ryoma stared, his face crunched up as he searched his mind for an answer. A sudden realization dawned onto him soon enough as he looked up at Momoshiro, "That expression," he spoke with certain animation, his eyes brightened up by memory, "You had that expression when you fell in love with me!"

Once the words came out of his mouth, Ryoma immediately placed his hand over his lips, feeling embarrassed as he felt warmth spreading over his cheeks.

Momoshiro chuckled. Steering his partner in the direction of the changing room, he remarked, "Let's wish that Fuji will be able to be together with Tezuka," he paused as he gazed fondly at the still-blushing Ryoma, "...Just like us."

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Just as the sun was setting, dusk repainted the sky with warm orange light. Leaning heavily against the school main gate was Fuji Syusuke as he just reached the school entrance after walking slowly down three flights of stairs with his injured ankle.

"Fuji," a voice said quietly, immediately catching the tired boy's attention, "I am sorry to keep you waiting."

Grinning, Fuji's eyes brightened upon seeing the taller boy walking towards him. Without waiting for the tensai's reply, Tezuka took hold of Fuji's bag, which was surprisingly light, and slung it over his right shoulder.

"Let's go home," Tezuka said as he automatically took Fuji's right hand into his left. The hands fitted perfectly as though they were pieces that belonged to a same jigsaw puzzle.

The slow walk home after alighting from the bus was silent, yet comfortable. While Tezuka felt extremely happy without knowing why, the shorter boy kept stealing glances at the bespectacled boy, his stomach fluttering and heart racing at the close contact.

"Well, Tezuka," Fuji began, breaking the silence between them, "Can I ask you a question?"

Letting out one of his rare smiles, Tezuka replied, "You already did." He chuckled softly as he continued, "Okay, go on."

Fuji gave Tezuka a brief flash of amused smile before replying, "I did not know that the stony-looking Seigaku captain could joke," he teased before continuing, "What is your idea of a romantic date?"

Tezuka raised an eyebrow. "My idea of a romantic date," he began slowly, "...can be anything," he shrugged, "It may even include sharing bread with the one I love on a Valentine's Day...as long as we are together, a romantic date can take in any form, at any time, at any place." He finished, surprised at himself for saying so many things at one go.

"What is your idea of a romantic date then?" Tezuka asked, this time his turn to break the brief silence. Fuji tilted his head at Tezuka, smiling again as he gave a simple reply, "I don't know that myself."

However, deep down in his heart, Fuji answered silently, 'My idea of a romantic date is the same as yours, Tezuka. So long as I am with you, even a walk home like this makes me feel happy...and everything romantic.'

Upon reaching the house of Fuji Syusuke, Tezuka let go of Fuji's hand to hand over the shorter boy's school bag. The moment he let go of Fuji's hand, Tezuka immediately felt a twinge of loss in his heart. Shaking off that feeling for a moment, Tezuka said, "See you tomorrow. I will fetch you to school. Take care, Fuji."

"Take care, Tezuka. Thanks for sending me home," Fuji replied with an evident tease in his voice, his eyes twinkling.

Slowly, Tezuka turned and started to make his way home, staring at his left hand that just held Fuji's earlier. He wanted more of Fuji's companionship, hadn't he? If he had not, why would he miss the warmth and feel of Fuji Syusuke when they parted a few moments ago? Just then, a familiar ringing tone broke his thoughts. Taking out his cellphone, Tezuka forced himself not to express disgust when he saw who the caller was – Sue. Without hesitation, he shut off his communication device. The silence with Fuji Syusuke was much, much preferred.

A/N: (stares horrified at the piles of assignments. Author burns them.) This story is more important!! Haha.. XD

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