Author Note : Sorry if it take too long..

Chapter 3

Fuji Syusuke sat on his chair inside his office. The photographer was still in bad mood since yesterday meeting with Tezuka and Atobe. He hoped Atobe would help him to make Tezuka left him alone but the rich man told him to apologize him. Like hell he would. He wouldn't be able to foget Tezuka's fault. What if Tezuka would hurt him after he forgave him and accepted him once more. He wanted a happy ending for himself. He didn't want to be hurt again. Not again. He sighed and leaned on his chair. He closed his eyes and something from past entered his mind.

"Syusuke" a deep and rich voice called him gently as the strong arms pulled him into a warm hug.

Fuji smiled and leaned into the arms. He felt peach and safe. He closed his eyes and enjoying the later's heart beat.

"I love you Syusuke. I really do" The arms tighten around him. Fuji smiled and opened his eye.

"I love you too, Kunimitsu" Tezuka leaned down to press his lips onto the smaller's man. The kiss was full with passion and love.

"Fuji-san, what's wrong??" Fuji opened his eyes and found his co-worker stared at him concerned.

"What?"

"You crying" The woman pointed to his wet cheeks. Fuji touched his cheeks and realized his tears were made their ways down to his cheeks.

"It's okay, Nami-san" He said, smiling as he whiped the tears away. He didn't want anyone know what in his mind.

Nami walked to him and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Tell me if you want. You're look like a little brother for me Fuji-kun" Nami gave him a kind smile. Fuji felt touched and suddenly missed his sister.

'It's really nothing, Nami-san. Don't worry" He said.

"Are you sure?"

Fuji nodded and smiled to her. She smiled back and put down a map on his table. Fuji eyed the map curiously. He supposedly didn't have any job for today.

"Very well then, this is you new job as a photoghrapher and journalist." Nami said happily.

Fuji picked the map up and opened it. He could see a familiar name on the paper. Atobe Keigo.

'You see, the richest man in Japan Atobe Keigo, held a party in his mansion. I heard some famous people was invited there. I want you to report it for our magazine."

Fuji nodded, "Famous people, huh?"

"Yes, like singer Sora Takashi, dancer Kurohime Suzuka, some atlet like football player Nakamura Yusuke and tennis player Tezuka Kunimitsu and then a basketball player Suzuki Asuka.."

Fuji dropped the map when he heard a certain name, "Sorry.. I think I heard you said Tezuka Kunimitsu"

Nami nodded excitedly, "Yes, Fuji-kun. You know, Tezuka Kunimitsu is Atobe Keigo's friend. Oh my If only I can meet him personally… I have a crush on him since I saw him played in Grand Slam. He's so cool, ne?"

"Then… why don't you… take this job instead?" Fuji aked carefully. He didn't want to meet Tezuka. Not again.

"Well, it's you job not mine. The editor will be angy to me if I take it from you. I know you are free fom your job today but he said so. Ganbatte ne Fuji-kun, don't forget to inteview Tezuka Kunimitsu, Yusuke Nakamura and Suzuki Asuka, okay…" She said and walked out from the office.

Fuji sighed. Tezuka would be there in Atobe's party. If he just had to interview the football player and basketball player it was okay for him, but when it came to Tezuka, could he do it??

"Atobe, Atobe do I look cute?" Akutagawa Jiroh jumped and landed exactly in front of Atobe. He wore the expensive clothes Atobe gave him for the party. Atobe chuckled. He couldn't deny that his boyfriend was cute whatever he wore. Atobe pretend to take a good look at Jiroh then smiled.

"You looked really cute, Jiroh" He said. Jiroh blushed a little before jumped in delight.

"Arigatou, Kei-chan…." He said happily. He walked away and looked at himself through the mirror. Atobe took off his tie and sat down on the bed. Jiroh turned around and frowned.

"You look tired, Kei-chan. Did Tezuka-san said something that hurt you?" Jiroh walked to him. Atobe reached out his hand to hold Jiroh wrist and placed the sleeping beauty on his laps. He burried his face into Jiroh's hair.

"No, he didn't."

"So…?"

Atobe looked at him and leaned down to give a sweet kiss on his boyfriend's lips. Jiroh kissed back and threw his arms around Atobe's neck. Atobe slowly pushed his boyfriend down to lied on the bed and he towered on him.

"Keigo, we have to prepare for the party…" Jiroh warned. Atobe smirked.

'I know but we still have an hour beside I'm the owner of the party, we could come little late." Atobe said as he silence his boyfriend with a kiss once more.

The party was great. Many people came and as expected many famous people came as well. Tezuka sat at the corner with a glass of cocktail in his hand. His eyes scanned the guest that entered the mansion. He was looking for Atobe. The owner of the party hadn't come into the hall. Oshitari said that Atobe was in his room with Jiroh and would come soon but it was fifteen minutes since Oshitari said that. Then he saw him. He saw the porson he wanted to for few years. Slowly, he stood up and walked to the person. He walked to him and His eyes never leaving the beautiful peson who was busy interviewing a profesional football player.

"Thank you so much for your time, Nakamura-san." Fuji said and bowed to the tall man in front of him. Nakamura smiled. He was a nice person to talk with. The football playe nodded.

"It's no problem Fuji-san…"

"Once again thank you.." Fuji said. Nakamura turned aound when he heard someone called him. He nodded to Fuji and said that he hat to meet his friend. Fuji msiled and nodded back, telling that he understood. Once Nakamura gone, He sighed 'Two more left..'

He turned around and saw the person he hated so much standing in front of him. His eyes widen.

"Syusuke.."

"Te-Tezuka san"

TBC

Author's note : Sorry if I haven't update because I'm so busy....