DISCLAIMER: It's a fact that Takeshi Konomi-sensei owns Prince of Tennis.

Fuji chats with Yukimura. Lovely.

"I can't believe...that it's over," Fuji said, eyes fixed on the sheet of paper he has on his hand containing a short note of recommendation and his average grade on his crash course in Psychology.

"Isn't that good news?"

Fuji looked up to look at his professor. "Yeah...but that would also mean I won't be seeing you often,"

Tezuka raised a brow. "I can always come to you if you ask. Or you, to me."

Fuji smiled.

"By the way, I've tendered my formal resignation effective next week."

"What?"

"I'm just a part-time teacher anyway. Plus, I'm doing my thesis for my masters. I'll need more time to do the research."

"Sounds like you'll be preoccupied."

Tezuka nodded.

Fuji folded the paper, placed it on his pocket and stood up. "Tezuka...about our engagement...I knew it was all too sudden, and that people might not be very comfortable about it...but... You see, I want-"

"We'll do it," Tezuka cut him off, walking closer and holding his hand. "I've already asked for some help."

Fuji looked at him with a confused frown. "What help?"

As if to answer his question, the door of Tezuka's office opened revealing the gorgeous as ever Humanities instructor, Yukimura Seiichi.

"Perfect timing." Tezuka said, recognizing the presence of the bluenette. "As always."

"It's a Yukimura skill. So...what did I miss?"

Fuji stared at Yukimura for a moment and then back to Tezuka, silently asking for an explanation.

"I asked Yukimura to help us plan it out."

Fuji wanted to say something but Yukimura was suddenly on his side, draping a friendly arm around his shoulder. And in as much as he wanted to ignore it, the other guy smelled so good that he was almost tempted to lean in and take a sniff. And Fuji could swear it wasn't because of any perfume. He blushed at his own thoughts.

"Atobe still doesn't know anything about this. Yet." Yukimura said. "And we want to be prepared when he does."

"Your plan?" Tezuka asked, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

Yukimura sat down. Fuji followed beside him.

"The plan is for you to invite him personally and make sure he doesn't bring all of his annoying, little minions on the event."

"All right, done. Then what?" Tezuka asked.

Yukimura thought for a while, looking at them both. "Had you two, actually tried dating?"

"Yes. In our rooms," Tezuka answered immediately.

Fuji blushed. It's not like he was hiding it. But he still wasn't well acquainted with Yukimura, and discussing his love life in the open just doesn't sound proper at the moment.

"For a psychology professor, you sure lack creativity, Tezuka," the bluenette admonished.

Tezuka shrugged. "Well excuse me for wanting to keep Syusuke to myself. I'm always of the opinion that cuddling and kissing are private activities that should transpire behind closed doors."

"Tezuka...that's..." Fuji cleared his throat, turning more red and suddenly wanting to get out of the room away from Yukimura's now teasing stares directed at him.

"I'm interested to hear more of those private activities, but they could wait. I have an idea.." Yukimura started, giving Fuji a conspiratorial wink. "Why don't we have a little chat, Fuji-kun?"

Fuji looked at Tezuka, and when the other nodded, he agreed.

"So let me get the facts straight. You two, never went beyond hugging and kissing." Yukimura said in a matter of fact tone.

They were currently at a cafe just few blocks away from the campus. It's a place normally packed with people on mornings and late afternoons but almost deserted just after lunch. Which is exactly why they decided to bring their talk in here. Still, Fuji had to lean closer to the person sitting across him in an attempt to tone down Yukimura's voice. The sight of a popular teacher and a controversial student is enough of a head-turner. He need not to draw more attention than what is needed.

"Yeah...but look...is this really important?"

"Of course!" Yukimura exclaimed, drawing few pairs of eyes at their direction. Fuji cleared his throat, looking away. "Look. If what you said is true. And I mean Tezuka, doing most of the advances, then it'll have to change if you want our plan to work."

Fuji frowned. "Yukimura-sensei...I appreciate the help. But you haven't clearly stated what the plan is, and you're losing me."

The blue-haired teacher shifted on his seat. "The plan is for you to take control, and Tezuka doesn't need to know about it."

Fuji's frown deepened. "Me taking control?...I...why..and how?"

"How's your psychology?"

"He gave me above average."

Yukimura nodded. "And you're familiar with the psychology of men? Like how they respond to certain degree of stimulus and unexpected situations? Characteristic patterns?"

Fuji stared at him. "Yes. But-"

"And have you tried reading Tezuka's behavior?"

"N-no...why would I do that?"

Yukimura leaned back and sighed. "Because the way I see it Fuji...he's in need. And I mean sexually." he said. Fuji stared at him, eyes widening as the realization of what Yukimura was suggesting hit him. "But Tezuka's highly sensitive and considerate of other people's reservations, and he wouldn't make a move on you, unless you show him that you're interested."

"I am interested." Fuji blurted out a bit too loud to his own liking.

"Not enough apparently."

Fuji gaped. "You're suggesting me that I...that I no...no?"

Yukimura frowned. "It's not seduction when you're just doing your part to reciprocate. Tezuka's more than willing, trust me. You just need to be more...straightforward yourself."

Fuji brought a hand to his face. He might not be very much familiar about Yukimura as a person, but he sure wasn't completely clueless as well when it comes to the other's preference. And it didn't help that Shiraishi once spilled a secret about something involving the bluenette and the student council vice-president Genichirou Sanada being into some sort of intimate relationship. If Yukimura's so confident on suggesting these things, then Fuji could only guess it's because the other have tried it firsthand.

"And how will this keep Atobe at bay?"

"It wouldn't."

Fuji glared.

"But it would place him on the right position where he should be at. I'm confident he'll be sending out his photographers to follow you and Tezuka around once he receives the invitation. Just feed them some of your best moments."

"And let the whole campus know about it. Great." Fuji retorted in sarcasm. "If we're going to go ahead with this, that website has to be taken down first."

Yukimura leaned with a sweet smile plastered on his face. "Or use it to your advantage."

"So...did you have a fine talk?" Tezuka asked.

He was currently driving home with Fuji and judging from the silence coming from his lover, he knew that Yukimura said something that got the other's attention.

"Hmm."

Tezuka glanced at him. "Everything okay?"

Fuji responded by holding his hand on a tight clasp.

"If you're hungry, we could stop by the next cafe and grab a quick bite."

"I'm fine. Just drive."

The rest of their trip to Tezuka's home went in silence. When they arrived, Fuji hesitated.

"You said you need to do some reading for your research. I better go home."

Tezuka pulled him out of the car, almost dragging him along the process. "I need inspiration."

Fuji can't hide the smile that crept on his lips. "Don't blame me if you get distracted,"

Tezuka opened the door and urged him to go inside. "You're a welcome distraction."

Fuji just rolled his eyes.

SY: Ahh... So updates may not come as often as we all like. A lot of article requests came up for work and it takes most of my time, so I'll probably stick to 1 or 2 updates per week. Thanks for all those who're still up there and following this story!

(Atobe's demanding more attention...and so we'll go write about him on the next chapter...)