DISCLAIMER: NOPE. POT's not mine.
WARNING: SERIOUS Niou Masaharu!
(Camel 3-0-0-9 requested an update. Dozo!)
Fuji Syusuke - 2nd year Psychology student, genius
Atobe Keigo - 2nd year Theater Arts Studies student, President of Tezuka's official fans club.
Niou Masaharu - University head counselor, Anatomy professor
Fuji threw death glares at Atobe who stood across him, tapping a foot in impatience. The latter refused to glare back, much less acknowledge Fuji's presence. They were both at the school counselor's office after receiving a summon few hours ago. And both are aware of the reason for such call. Neither acknowledged their faults.
"So..." Niou started, darting a look from Fuji to Atobe. "Are we just going to enjoy wasting our time or will someone start talking?"
"I invoke my right against self-incrimination," muttered Atobe.
The head counselor rolled his eyes and slumped on his swivel chair. "No one's incriminating anyone, Atobe so stop talking about some legal bullshit. You don't even know what that means."
Atobe gaped at his professor, feeling so scandalized and insulted. "For a teacher, you sure don't have the decency to show some respect."
Niou just shrugged. He wasn't in the mood to tame some spoiled, narcissistic, rich kid who's too in love with himself. He was well aware of Atobe's reputation, and he didn't really care. But he's got no choice when that same reputation calls for some of his expertise in the so-called field of 'counseling' and 'student discipline.' Atobe and his reputation just seemed to be a magnet for chaos. And he, the ever peace-loving counselor is left to clean up the mess.
If he could only have his way, he'd rather drag Atobe out in the open, strip him naked, and hang him on the school's flag pole for the whole student body to see. But of course he can't do that. He's a guidance counselor after all. And counselors are supposed to be a peacemakers. Right.
"You're not really in the right place to demand respect Atobe. But if you want, then start by apologizing to Fuji. Now."
Atobe snickered, one full of contempt and disbelief. Fuji sighed sharply. He had had to cancel his lesson with Tezuka for this stupid meeting and now what.
"You know what Niou-sensei, forget it. We're all wasting our time."
Atobe nodded. "You both are wasting my time. Good to know you are aware, Fuji." he said, smiling at the tensai in indifference.
Fuji stood up and refused to talk back. He will not let this diva get to him. Not again. "I'll go ahead," and with that he stomped out of the room.
Niou breathed a sigh in relief. "Get lost Atobe."
The proud president of Tezuka's Angel smiled. "Well then, I shall take my leave."
"Oh my god..It started, didn't it?" Shiraishi asked in worry, looking at Fuji's stained shirt. The ugly brown-colored stain told him enough. "What did they do?"
"Nothing. Look...I need an extra shirt. Do you think you can lend me one?" Fuji asked, starting to unbutton his own knowing that Shiraishi always kept a spare on his locker. They were inside the basketball team's changing room, where Shiraishi was playing as a varsity for the school. Fuji stuffed his shirt on his bag and extended a hand to ask for his extra shirt.
His friend sighed and handed Fuji one. And that's when he noticed that small bruise on Fuji's upper arm, several cuts on the other and another visible bruise just below the collarbone. "What the hell.." Shiraishi said with a frown, grabbing Fuji's shoulders and pulling him close to look at the bruises closer.
"I'm fine, Shiraishi." Fuji said.
"You got cuts and bruises on your skin and you're fine? What did that bastard do?"
Fuji shrugged. "Tried to bully me perhaps. But I took care of them for good. So no problem."
There was an eerie moment of silence that passed between them, with Shiraishi eyeing him in doubt. "You took care of them how?" he asked.
Fuji took the shirt from Shiraishi's hand and put it on. "What do you do when someone bullies you?"
His friend frowned. "I don't know. Run. Go to the student council. Or Sanada-san. He's quite effective.."
Fuji chuckled. "In theory, that works."
Shiraishi's frown deepened, not liking the tone on his friends voice. "Wait..you didn't.."
"In practice, the best way to ward of bullies is to bully them back. Ten times the intensity."
Fuji muttered a short thanks and headed home.
Fuji sat on his bed and opened the first aid kit he always kept inside his room. The adrenaline that coursed through his body when he was busy warding and scaring off Tezuka angel members few hours ago at school has finally wore down. Now, all he could feel was the stinging pain from those cuts and bruises he acquired when literally running away or engaging some in a fist fight. Somebody even took some effort in installing wall spike traps on the hallway where he always pass by!
Really, it was all so childish and stupid. The bruises weren't that severe to the point of being unbearable. But still, they hurt.
He was starting to put some alcohol on his cuts when his phone rang. He picked it up on the second ring.
"Hai.."
"Fuji?"
The mention of his name by that all too familiar voice made Fuji literally throw the cottons and alcohol where it landed with a soft thud on his carpeted floor. The whole kit was shoved away as he adjusted himself on bed.
"Sensei...h-hi..I'm sorry for earlier. Something came up."
"It's all right, I know." Tezuka said. "Niou told me."
"Oh..."
He could sense the hesitation from the other side. Before he heard Tezuka clear his throat. "Are you...all right?"
"Yes, I'm fine."
"Fuji...about Atobe..."
"About Atobe, I've decided to ignore him for good. You don't have to worry. I'm not a little kid. I know how to handle him."
"But-"
"Tezuka...it's okay," Fuji assured, blushing slightly upon realizing that he just called the other guy casually by name. He felt suddenly self-conscious. "Is that why you called?"
Another hesitation.
"Yes..and no."
Fuji frowned but smiled. "What does that mean?"
"I was thinking...that perhaps we should have a change of venue."
"Oh.."
He heard Tezuka sigh from the other line. "If it's not a bother, we could have the lessons in my place...or yours, whichever is comfortable."
Fuji bit his lip in thought. Does this mean that they could finally be alone and concentrate on studies without worrying about a certain diva appearing and ruining the mood? In that case, then it's absolutely acceptable!
"I don't mind. Actually, I think it's a good idea."
"Well...let's meet at my office tomorrow same time and then we can walk home together. I'll have the lessons for the day prepared ahead."
"Okay," Fuji said, smiling with a blush.
That was the face he had when Yumiko suddenly barged in the room saying something about dinner before she stopped and looked at her brother curiously. Realizing what his sister must be thinking, Fuji decided to end the call.
"I'll see you tomorrow then. Bye."
"Bye."
And the line went dead.
Yumiko placed a hand on his waist and raised a brow. "What was that? A girlfriend? Is it finally happening?"
Fuji rolled his eyes, strategically putting on his shirt and setting aside his first aid kit before Yumiko starts asking questions. "It was just Tezuka. We're doing home study."
"Oh...and it's Tezuka now, not sensei?" she teased. "Where?"
"His place I think."
Yumiko covered his mouth with a hand as if in mock surprise. "Oh my...since when did you two..."
"No! That's not it. We're just...studying. I'm taking crash course in the first place."
Her sister just smirked and gave him that 'I-don't-believe- you-a-tiny-bit' look. "You know what, Tezuka's attractive. It's perfectly natural if you like him. Trust me. I've been there."
Fuji frowned. "You've been there?"
A slight blush crept on Yumiko's face before she darted her look away, "Well...I also have this kind of...crush to Tezuka ...just a little." she waited for any outburst from her brother. Nothing came. "But it was all in the past. Now, I'm no longer a member of Tezuka's angels and I've canceled my subscription to their weekly newsletter. There's nothing you need to worry about."
Fuji felt like shutting up his sister by throwing a pillow to her face with the amount of information that she has suddenly presented. Yumiko's a member of that club Atobe was heading? And what's with the weekly newsletter? Does it mean there's a website running stuff all about Tezuka and nothing but Tezuka?
"Wait a minute," he said, holding up a hand. "You're a member?"
Yumiko nodded innocently.
"And there's an official website for Tezuka?"
She once again nodded. "Facebook page and Twitter as well."
Fuji shut his eyes and heaved a sigh, not believing all the things he's hearing. "What else am I missing?"
"It depends on what you know."
The tensai bit his lip and looked straight at her sister. "Give me the name of the website."
SY: More talks. More Atobe. And hi Niou! ...seriously..have someone for real created a website containing 'Tezuka and nothing but Tezuka?' ^_^