Place : Victoria Park's centre, where statue of Queen Victoria lies in the centre of it.

Tezuka looked at his watch. A quarter pass. Fuji will be there another 30 minutes. Tezuka was anxious. He kept touching and cleaning his glasses every 4 minutes. Sitting under the statue of Queen Victoria in Victoria Park, he felt exposed. People were smiling when they looked at him; he was obviously waiting for his girlfriend. He wore really formal wear. Add a necktie; he could be mistaken for some door to door salesman. He kept muttering to himself the commandments Inui said to him yesterday (it was no longer an advise—it has become a law). He sighed. It was a nice, clear day. A perfect day for a date.

"Will I be fine….?" Two voices in unison said the same thing.

Tezuka was shocked and looked back. Sanada was there, looking at him too. They were frozen for a minute.

"…Hi."

"…Hi."

It was very awkward. Both didn't know what to do. They are enemies inside the tennis court; they usually speak with their rackets. Inside the school; they are rivals. Outside the school… they are strangers bound with same fate. They are similar in one way: both emitting 'old man's aura' around them.

After 5 minutes, Tezuka felt obliged to start a conversation again.

"…Hi."

"…Hi. What a nice weather, huh?" Sanada spoke out in attempt of making conversation.

"Yes, it is." Tezuka answered. The silent followed.

"How is your practice?" Tezuka asked stiffly.

"It's fine. We were very energetic after last national competition. How about you?"

"Ah, we are fine and full of spirit too."

"We will win in next tournament."

"We won't lose to you."

The atmosphere around them turned moody. Tezuka stared at Sanada's outfit. It was exactly like him. They both might pass as beauty product company salesmen, competing with each other to be the highest sales of the month. Tezuka cleared his throat.

"May I ask why you are here?"

"… How about you? Why are you here?"

"Well, I asked first, so…"

"But I insist you go first."

"No, you go…"

"No, it's fine, you go first…"

After five minutes muttering who go first, Tezuka and Sanada both gave up. People have already looking at them like some kind of show. Both look like the Japanese comedy show. They sighed, and in unison, they said loudly "I am on a date!" together. Both stared at each other, feeling uneasy, but somehow connected.

"Date?"

"yes."

The spirit of old man filled the air. People clapped their hand. The show has ended.

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Fuji looked to his watch. He is 10 minutes early… he hoped that he wouldn't look too eager. He was angry yesterday because of Tezuka's passive action. Was that poet better than him? Thinking about it still make his blood boiled, so he kept his mind from it. He promside to himself that he will make Tezuka fall all over him today, no matter what. While thinking of some new strategies, he bumped accidentally to a girl beside him.

The girl fell down, and feeling responsible, Fuji held out his hand. "are you ok? I am sorry…"

"I am fine, it doesn't matter…"

Both stared at each other. The Child of God meets Tennis Genius.

They both smiled out of reflect. Yukimura received the hand stretched for him. Both looked at each other and smile. That smile stayed even until Yukimura stood back.

"Thank you." Yukimura smiled.

"It's fine, it was me who wrong." Fuji smiled.

They both made a quick Manhattan's makeover.

Fuji, with an oversized grey turtleneck and jeans, looked unbelievably sexy. He looked like a girl (yes, he didn't mind, just for today. He borrowed his sister's perfume on top of that. He just wanted to make sure that Tezuka is still desiring him) with a tomboyish attitude. Added with the exotic look and confidence he possesed, Fuji is beyond enchanting. Yukimura noted to himself that he lost. Fuji looked way more alluring than he was.

Yukimura, on the other hand, was wearing a white T-shirt inside a long sleeved sweater. His natural curly hair gave aid to him so that he looked adorably cute. He looked like a soft, petite and delicate (sickly) girl. Yukimura has been choosing this clothes since last night—and attempt to make effort but don't want to over-scared Sanada. Fuji noted to himself that he lost to Yukimura's natural 'damsel in distress' charm.

They both still smiling. The world has turned so, so unbelievably dangerous.

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"Yes, I know… I need to even call our Data Collector Inui…"

"Same here, I need to call our team's Data Master, Renji…"

They both nodded in agreement.

"our team has similar properties." One said when another nodded.

"it's hard." One said again when another one nodded. Surprisingly, they both can get along quite well.

"Tezuka!" "Sanada!"

Both Tezuka Kunimitsu and Sanada Genichirou looked up. They found their queen/angel was walking towards them. In a split of second, both of them was too stunned to talk (Tezuka: Fuji looked so…sexy… almost nosebleed),(Sanada: My angel looked so divine…perfect bride material). But the next second, they realized that both their lovers are in smiling dangerously mood. The atmosphere around them was scary. it wasnt rose coloured--it is more like purple dark bluish calm atmosphere before the storm.

Sanada and Tezuka looked at each other. They realized something: they are asking dating advises from the same material. It make the worst possibility: they might have been planing the same thing for today, and that's mean they will have to bear with each other (not that they care now, but their lovers might).

"Tezuka!" Fuji run a bit and straight away thrown himself into Tezuka's arms. "I am sorry I was late… I though we met at 12…"

"No, it's ok, Fuji… you are so precious that it worth my time' Tezuka spoke out the trained sentence while secretly thanking Inui in his head. Yes, he will send Kaidoh to Inui's room next tennis trip as the sacrifical lamb!

Fuji blushed, while nesting his head on top of his lover's chest. And he kissed Tezuka's cheek. "You are such a charmer!" he whispered seductively. Tezuka blushed, really, really red, like a baboon's ass.

Fuji stole a glance to Yukimura. And smirked.

Yukimura was eyeing the whole situation with some fury feeling rising inside his stomach. It was his nature that he wouldn't accept defeat; and looking at how easy Fuji can charm Poker-faced Tezuka Kunimitsu into some kind of baboon's ass face is really annoying him. He must do something to his Sanada!

"Yukimura… you look beautiful… today." Sanada gulped down his saliva. It was lucky that he still remember the advice Renji gave to him. He was being honest with himself. Yukimura looked different from usual… and more breath-taking.

Yukimura was lost. His face involuntarily blushed into crimson red. And he smiled, forgotting Fuji. Sanada lost his cool, and he grabbed Yukimura into his chest. Yukimura could feel Sanada's faster heartbeat near his ear. How calming…

Yukimura smiled to Fuji, whom was looking with annoyed expression to them now.

"Let's go."Both Sanada and Tezuka let go their queen/angel and grabbed their hands.

They have the same destination: the love-nest café which was popular for dating venue.

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This chapter sucks. sorry.

any recommendations for Juubei x Kazuki from GB? They are totally made for each other... drooling...

oh, and the Statue of Queen Victoria is not mine. it's the property of Sydney's state goverment or smthing (for people living in Sydney : Imagine QVB!)