DISCLAIMER: POT is created and owned by Takeshi Konomi and technically the company who produced the anime.

"Take your clothes off." - Tezuka

(Me while editing: Jeez Tezuka...this is rated T okay?! Be considerate!)

"I want you Seiichi, but-" - Sanada

(Me while editing: As always Sanada. But this is rated T so hands off!)

I'll stick to my rating gorgeous bishies. So stop tempting me.

The engagement party went exactly how Yukimura had planned. It was a private celebration where few family members on both Fuji and Tezuka's side were present. Some of their closest friends also attended the event. To Fuji's surprise, there wasn't any Atobe around. And while it slightly worried him, knowing how the diva was so averse on the idea of him getting engaged to Tezuka, he wasn't also in the mood to think about Atobe's absence. In fact, he didn't care.

Contrary to what Tezuka hoped for, his mother didn't make it. His father managed to drop by his condominium prior to the start of the celebration but immediately excused himself, saying something about catching a flight to France. It was only Tezuka's grandfather who graced the event on its entirety. The Fuji family attendees on the other hand were composed of Yumiko and his mother. Friends like Yukimura and Sanada, Shiraishi, and few other colleagues from university also came.

"That went great," Fuji said when he and Tezuka finally got their lone time inside a hotel room Yumiko has prepared for them. Other guests who plan on staying for the night also had some rooms reserved inside the hotel.

"Yeah."

Few moments of silence passed between them, knowing without talking, the similar sentiment they shared during the entire event - the absence of their expected visitor, Atobe Keigo. It wasn't like they got engaged for the sole purpose of pissing Atobe off. However, they specifically made the effort of inviting him in hopes that he will attend, and perhaps realize that his obsession with his so-called friend and soulmate, Tezuka Kunimitsu, is out of place.

Yet he ditched it off.

Fuji walked to the fridge found at the small living room area of that room and brought out two cans of beer. He opened one and handed Tezuka the other.

"Shouldn't we be drinking champagne?"

The blue eyed boy shrugged, taking a swig at his own drink. "So ugh...this is our first night together...I mean as officially engaged couple...and..."

"And you said that we're going to do it." Tezuka finished, opening his can of beer.

"Yeah."

Another silence.

Okay, so this is awkward. They've spent countless of time at Tezuka's bedroom, yes. But those were solely limited to nothing more than studying and well, kissing. Tonight, is different. Fuji finished his drink and threw the can on the nearby trash bin. He inhaled deeply and faced his fiancee.

"Okay. Do what you have to."

Tezuka stared at him. He wasn't sure how to respond or if he even needed to. Fuji's words were clear. He's ready and he wants him to take control. Still, Tezuka found himself a little bit...lost.

"Have you tried this before?" he asked.

Fuji frowned. "No. If I did I wouldn't be this nervous."

Ah. So he was right. Fuji's nervous. "Okay. Ugh...why don't you strip."

Fuji gaped. "What?"

"Take your clothes off."

"I heard you," Fuji said, eyeing his fiancee in slight confusion. "But isn't that supposed to be your job?"

It was Tezuka's time to frown. "Where did you get that?"

Fuji was about to say that it was what Shiraishi told him, but decided that mentioning another man's name in this intimate moment is inappropriate. Plus, he didn't want Tezuka to get the wrong idea that he was asking a male friend specific details on private matters such as sex. "I've...read it...from somewhere."

Tezuka sighed, setting aside his half empty can of beer and grabbing Fuji's arm. He dragged him to bed and pinned him down. "Did you know that the best form of education is learning through action?"

"Yeah. So what?"

Tezuka smirked and leaned down, capturing Fuji's lips in a gentle but demanding kiss. The tensai brought a hand to his nape to pull him down but Tezuka pulled away. "So the next time you want to learn something about sex, it's best if you ask me for answers."

Fuji blinked twice. "Point taken."

Tezuka smiled and once again kissed him. Fuji kissed back. He wasn't even drunk but Fuji can swear his senses were on heightened alert. He felt hot. He flinched when Tezuka bit his neck, but didn't care to stop him. The next thing he knew, his shirt was thrown away, only to be replaced by Tezuka's hand, touching him. It felt strange. Fuji knew very well how his fiancee's hand felt for the countless times they held each other. But feeling the same hand caressing his navel, fingers drawing slow patterns on his sides felt...so different, better.

"Kunimitsu...that's-" Fuji's words were swallowed by his own moans when he felt Tezuka's tongue on his nipple. He grabbed the other's hair by instinct, earning him a groan from his fiancee. Tezuka stopped and looked at him. Fuji blushed. "That's...I..."

"You want to stop?" Tezuka asked, leaning down and sucking his earlobe. "Because I don't.."

Fuji shivered. How can Tezuka be so hot and cool at the same time? It's so unfair! "Just...take it slow.." he muttered, his face turning redder. "And take your shirt off, dammit!"

"Guess they're on it. He's not answering his phone," Yukimura said, slamming himself down on bed where Sanada lay on his stomach, reading a plain-looking book packed with text and numbers, which was apparently, according to the latter, talks about the secrets to a successful business.

Yukimura just studied his boyfriend's figure. Sanada was really 3 years younger than him but with the constant furrow of his brows and stoic appearance, he can easily pass as someone older than the Humanities professor. Yukimura inched closer and draped an arm across Sanada, slowly caressing his lower back with feather-like touches of his fingers.

"I want you Seiichi, but-"

"But you're busy with study for your upcoming exam which is due next week, specifically Thursday at 2 pm. I get it, Genichirou," Yukimura said with a sigh. "You've been saying the same thing for the past nine times I flirted with you. I totally get it."

Sanada released a deep breath and looked at his boyfriend. "My grades are failing. You know that right?" Ever since he took up the part-time job Atobe has offered, he had to juggle more responsibilities with his academics and that of being a student council member on top of it. Of course he wanted moments of intimacy with his lover. But he really needs to keep up with his studies. He had even wished for Yukimura to have more loads at work so he can keep himself busy and so he wouldn't have to reject his advances every now and then. But Yukimura is Yukimura. And he never gets busy for some reason.

Yukimura nodded, feeling so stupid for being a brat. After attending the engagement party between Tezuka and Fuji and seeing the looks his ex co-professor was throwing at his fiancee, Yukimura couldn't help but feel jealous.

"I have to get high grades on this. After that..." Sanada gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "I'll make it up to you."

Yukimura smiled. "Fine. I'll go," he said, getting out of bed and giving Sanada soft kiss on the lips. "Study well."

"I love you, Seiichi.."

The bluenette opened his mouth to respond but found himself holding back. He gave one lovely smile and headed out. He likes Sanada a lot. But is it love?

"Ne, Syusuke..." Tezuka whispered, snaking an arm around a half asleep Fuji on his side.

"Hmm?"

"You felt so good."

Fuji opened his eyes and smiled. After what they did tonight, he was so tired to even say a word in response. Yukimura told him the day before that it will feel good. But 'good' is a severe understatement for what Tezuka made him feel that night. It was...epic, for a lack of a better term. Of course it hurt at first. But he expected it. What he didn't see coming was for his fiancee to be so...what's the term? Hyperactive on bed. While Tezuka might have the best self-control and reserved personality when in public, he's certainly impossible to control once he starts ravishing you on bed. Take it from someone who just had a taste of Tezuka's fierce side.

"No one would believe me if I say that the stoic Kunimitsu Tezuka everyone knows gives killer kisses." Fuji whispered.

Tezuka pulled him closer and nuzzled his neck. "And no one else would know."

Fuji let out a soft chuckle and shifted on bed to face his fiancee. He held out a hand caressed Tezuka's lower lip with his thumb. "Thank you," he muttered. "For everything."

Tezuka replied by kissing his palm. They stayed staring at each other for the minutes that followed, savoring the warmth of each other's presence. With Fuji's final exams for the semester coming up and his fiancee's ongoing thesis requirements, it might take them a while before they can once again share this kind of intimacy. The welcome silence that passed between them was interrupted with the low but audible beeping of Tezuka's phone lying on the floor. He wasn't planning on answering it if not for the fact that Fuji insisted. Apparently, the other was aware of the call even before Tezuka noticed it hours ago.

"Hai..." the stoic professor answered, sitting on the bed with his back to Fuji. "What? No, wait, calm down. He won't do that." Tezuka listened for a few seconds. "All right. All right, I'll be right there. Bye."

"Who was that?" Fuji said, trying but failing to stand up from bed.

"Yukimura. He says Seira's missing."

Fuji frowned. "Is it Atobe?"

"No. I don't know. But I have to go."

"Where?"

"To Seiichi's apartment. I'll bring him his medication."

Fuji's frown deepened. Tezuka, sensing the worry on his lover leaned closer and gave him a short kiss. "I'll be back early morning."

"Is Yukimura-sensei sick?"

Tezuka hesitated but nodded. "It's a sort of mild paranoia. It doesn't happen often but I've seen his breakdown once. It's terrible."

Yukimura has a psychological disorder? Fuji can't believe it. He's always considered the Humanities professor as smart and in control. The fact that no one seemed to know about his condition except for Tezuka is already a proof that he's really good at hiding it. A sudden thought came to Fuji - Just how deep is Yukimura and Tezuka's relationship? The clearly knew each other even before he did. And while Tezuka does answer personal questions, he never really talked about his past with his friend.

But that could wait. Right now, Yukimura needs serious help. And Tezuka seemed to be the perfect person for that job.

"Call me if anything happens," Fuji said.

"I will. Go get some sleep."

They shared another kiss before Tezuka left.

SY: Is anyone still out there reading this? We're back to the 2 chapter update per week since I've started working again. If you want extra reads though, I could recommend you to my previous works under a different account - The Silverclaimer.

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