DISCLAIMER: Starting on the next chapter, I will no longer write this portion. Because you know it.
"Handcuff her, you idiot!" - Atobe
Tezuka frowned at Yukimura's slumped position on the couch. Among the latter's circle of friends, Tezuka was among those who had direct access to the other's apartment. Meaning, he has keys. So he didn't have to bother with the doorbell or knock on the door to let himself in. He can barge in and out of the bluenette's place any time.
"Seiichi.." he muttered, taking off his coat and hanging it on a nearby rack. When no response came, he went in front of his friend and knelt down, taking hold of the other's hand. "I'm here."
A mild frown flashed on Yukimura's face as he looked straight at his visitor. He gave a soft squeeze to Tezuka's hand and snapped his eyes close. "Atobe has her."
Tezuka stood up and sat beside him. "Have you talked to your sister?"
The bluenette shook his head. "But I know Atobe has her."
"We don't know that Seiichi. And why would Atobe do that? He doesn't-"
"Because he WANTS you Kunimitsu. And he knows I'll do anything for Seira...so I'm asking you. Bring her back."
Tezuka was silent for a couple of minutes, assessing the situation at hand and looking at possible scenarios. What Yukimura implied was how Atobe is using Seira as a sort of blackmail material - perhaps in an attempt to invalidate his engagement with Fuji. But of course, that doesn't make sense. One, because he and Seira doesn't share a romantic relationship whatsoever, and two, because he will never break his engagement with Fuji. Not even at Yukimura's request. So if Atobe's doing this on purpose, for what?
But before anything else, he'll need to talk to him.
"Good wine deserves to be shared with good company. So here, drink," Atobe ordered, taking a sip from his goblet. Sitting in front of him was Seiichi's sister, someone he never wanted to invite to his mansion. But hey, this is emergency. And when emergencies involve Tezuka, Atobe can make compromises.
"You dragged me here just to drink wine. Really?"
"I had you decently picked up, lady," Atobe retorted, making it more than obvious that he was only forced to indulge in this conversation for some reason.
"Yeah sure. Picked up by a bunch of armed goons on a bulletproof limo. Thanks," Seira retorted, her voice filled with sarcasm and disgust.
Atobe wanted to retort but decided otherwise. He had more important issues to discuss. And while he was itching to get rid of the woman out of his precious territory, he was more interested on the vital information she has yet to reveal.
"You must understand Seira that the sooner we can talk, the sooner you can get out of here," the diva said, waving a hand emphasizing the presence of his armed guards just outside the glass room where they're at. Obviously, there wasn't any way out without Atobe's permission.
"Fine. What do you want."
"Information."
"About what?"
Atobe smirked, setting down his goblet on the glass table in front and looking straight at the woman in front of her. "About that child you're carrying."
And just like what he expected, the look of utter shock on the lady's face was evident. It took a full minute for Seira to recover and face him head on. "You're spying on me?"
"Ah. So you're not denying that you're pregnant? Good to know we're finally talking."
Seira gave him a death glare but Atobe refused to be intimidated. The only glare that managed to intimidate him so far was that of Tezuka's. And Seira, though formidable, is just not on the same level as his soulmate.
"Why are you interested?"
"Excuse me but I'm not interested with that fetus per se," Atobe said. "But I am very much interested on why you're hiding it from his father."
Seira gritted her teeth. "Where are you going with this?"
Atobe just shrugged. "Simple actually. I want Fuji out of Tezuka's life." he said, eyes darting to Seira's belly. "And that unborn child is the answer."
Seira bolted to her feet, ice-cold glare not leaving the diva. "You stupid, arrogant bastard leave Fuji and Tezuka out of this," she said, her voice coiled with unmistakable threat. "Tezuka is not the father of this baby, so if you ever make the mistake of telling him otherwise-"
"If I ever make the mistake, what will you do? Shoot me?"
Seira smirked. "Shoot you? That would be too easy." And with that, she grabbed her half-full goblet of wine and splashed its content on Atobe's face.
"YOU!"
The reaction was instant, two maid immediately went to Atobe's aid, wiping his now stained, designers suit. It was then followed by Sanada who came barging in with a surprised and confused expression. He darted a look from Atobe and then to the sister of his boyfriend.
"Handcuff her, you idiot!" Atobe thundered, knocking off one of the maids with an accidental sideway punch. Atobe didn't care. Just because he let his guard down in front of Seira doesn't give her the right to do anything she wants. He's going to teach her a lesson.
Sanada, who was still partly in shock slowly approached Seira. They weren't well acquainted with each other well. But they both respect their individual relationships with Seiichi. More importantly, she's Seiichi's sister. There's no way he can ever handcuff her for crying out loud!
Atobe, seeing the hesitation on his personal bodyguard stood up and grabbed the handcuff kept on Sanada's vest pocket. Sanada protested but Atobe will have none of it. He was insulted. And everyone in the whole universe knows that no one insults ore-sama and gets away without paying. He grabbed Seira's arm but she pulled away. The diva saw it as a challenge and pulled her arm harder. This time, she grimaced at the jolt of pain that struck her elbow. She tried to resist but the diva began twisting her wrist, making her yelp in pain.
"Atobe! Stop!" Sanada yelled, wanting to take the other's hand off Seira but afraid that Atobe will just hurt her even more if he makes his move.
"Let go, bastard!" Seira gritted her teeth.
"You dare cross me on my territory, little witch. Ore-sama shall teach you a lesson for such atrocity," Atobe said with his trademark evil smirk. He spread the cuffs open but-
"Put me on handcuffs and I'll tell my brother you hurt me and my baby!" Seira yelled despite the growing pain on her wrist. Atobe responded by tightening his grip, reducing Seira to pained whimpers. Few seconds after, he released her arm, throwing the handcuff back to Sanada and marching off the room without a word or back glance.
The two maids, who saw the entire thing unfold, stared at Seira in shock and worry. Sanada ordered them to leave before going to Seira's side.
"Seira-san..." he muttered, frowning in worry at the young lady's defeated form, with her head cast down and one hand gripping her other wrist in an attempt to reduce the pain inflicted by Atobe's assault. "I'll drive you to Seiichi's place. C'mon."
Seira slowly stood up and followed Sanada out. They drove to Yukimura's place in silence. Sanada would've wanted to ask about the baby, but decided that it wasn't the right timing. Right now, his priority is to have Seiichi's sister back home. Then perhaps they can talk about it after.
"Seira..." Seiichi muttered, walking closer to his sister and pulling her in a tight hug. All the while, Seira kept her eyes glued at Tezuka who was standing few feet away.
"Nii-san..."
Seiichi pulled away and darted a look at his boyfriend who remained glued at the doorstep, not sure if his presence is welcome at the current set-up. Sanada felt suddenly out of place. The fact that Tezuka was here at this time would mean that Seiichi called him...for some reasons. Somehow, that bugged Sanada a bit. And why in the first place would the stoic professor be at his boyfriend's place during his post engagement night with Fuji? It doesn't make sense.
"Seiichi nii-san...I'd like a moment with Kunimitsu."
Yukimura stared at his sister in worry but nodded. He gave Tezuka a weak smile before approaching Sanada. "Thanks. Let's go to my room."
Sanada let Yukimura lead him away. He still wasn't sure what was happening, but he figured the answers could wait. Right now, he has his own questions to Seiichi.
Seira and Tezuka stared at each other for a couple of seconds before the stoic ex-professor decided to break the ice. "Atobe called."
The Yukimura heiress rolled her eyes. "I bet he did."
Another silence.
Tezuka sat back down on the couch. Seira followed beside him.
"Is it true?"
"It depends on what you're asking."
Tezuka swallowed. "That you're pregnant?"
"I am. And no. My brother didn't know."
They allowed minutes of silence to pass between them, knowing exactly what was coming up.
"Am I the father?"
Seira felt the slow tightening of her chest. She sighed. "No."
It was Tezuka's turn to give out a sigh - one that sounded forced and hollow. "You never dated anyone, Seira."
The young lady faced him. "Just because it happened to us once doesn't make you the father of my child. And you're wrong. I dated one. I didn't tell you," she said, lowering down his voice on the last part knowing how its implication sounded.
"And that person's the father?"
Seira remained silent. Because honestly, she wasn't sure.
Atobe tapped his foot on the marble floor - a clear display of his impatience. He, along with Tezuka Angels's IT specialist, Kajimoto were inside his personal office, working on some updates on the club's official website.
"Uploading of photos is almost done. We're just waiting for Mizuki to send us the edited version of the article," Kajimoto said with a soft yawn. When Atobe called him to do an urgent job, he was expecting to handle it early the next morning and not at dawn. But their president wouldn't take any excuse saying how the information he has is of irreplaceable value to the club and to the whole population of Tezuka's supporters. So he did what any devoted member would do - rush to Atobe's mansion to work on it.
True to his word, the article they're about to release at the Gossip section of the site is indeed highly interesting. When the whole school gets a whiff of this tomorrow, it'll be one hell of a news break. He can't wait.
"Make sure the subscribers from outside our school receives an email notification," Atobe commanded.
"Done."
"And Kajimoto?" Atobe said with a smirk. "Make sure Syusuke Fuji receives it as well."
The IT specialist shook his head with a sigh and went ahead with the task.
SY: Ore-sama is back on the game after his grand Christmas and New Year vacation! *throws pink confetti to Atobe!* And Tezuka...*pats Tezuka on the shoulder*