I'm In Love With You, You Idiot!!!

Written by: red_planet31

Summary: In which there is violence, deadly clothing, and Rudolph!Love. Oh, and Fuji Syusuke XD.

Disclaimer: If I owned Prince of Tennis, Echizen wouldn't be anywhere NEAR Atobe's hair.

Warnings: Slight swearing? Shonen-ai. Meaning boy/boy love. Don't like don't read.

Pairings: I'm sure you all should know by now. MizuFuji. FujiMizu. MizuFujiMizu.

Author's note: I AM SO SORRY FOR THE IMPOSSIBLY LATE UPDATE. Life came up. But my muses finally hit me again after goodness knows how many years. Hope you guys enjoy the chapter and I will update it soon!

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Chapter 2: OW! or DAMNIT THAT HURTS!!!

Sometimes Yuuta wondered where Mizuki got his clothes. Sure, the sneaky manager had style- most of the times but occasionally innocent bystanders would get an eyeful of clothes so….. mind-scarring, for lack of a better word, that they probably shouldn't have existed on this Earth in the first place. Which leads to a thought that maybe Mizuki's clothes are actually extraterrestrials from outer space. Seriously, no shirt should actually glow that radioactive purple color accompanied by moving rose patterns. EVER.

Yuuta took a deep breath. "Mizuki-san, are you sure you want to wear that shirt?"

"What do you mean?" Mizuki looked down at his shirt like it was the most normal thing in the world. Like shirts are supposed to glow.

"Umm… I mean," Oh God, Yuuta can't believe that he has to actually spell it out for his possibly color-blind senior. "It's rather…" hideous, garish, RADIOACTIVE "…bright."

Mizuki had an eyebrow raised as he asked, "What's wrong with bright?"

Before Yuuta could reply, Yanagisawa cut in for him. "THAT's the spirit da ne. BLIND the love of your life!"

Mizuki felt an eye muscle twitch as he glared at his fellow teammates who have all gathered in his room to give last minute advice while he was attempting to pack although it was more Yuuta whining, Yanagisawa making his usual da ne comments while Kisarazu whacked his head half-heartedly from his sprawling position on Mizuki's bed and both Akazawa and Kaneda looking troubled and amused as they lounged on the couch.

"Well," Mizuki started snappishly, "with the way he practically walks around with his eyes closed, bright is good." Mizuki opened the door to leave the room, his patience reaching the limit at his teammates lack of fashion sense. His shirt was FINE.

Yuuta sighed, desperate times call for desperate measures. "Buchou…" he pleaded.

Akazawa stood up. "Right. I'm sorry, Mizuki, but this has to be done."

"What the hell do you-" Mizuki managed to sputter before all 5 of his crazy teammates pounced. "ACK!!! What do you think you're- OW!!! Stop that!! Oh, I will make you pa- DAMNIT THAT HURTS!!!"

After a lot of struggling, painful shoving and possibly inappropriate touching…

"FINE!!!!!" Mizuki screamed. "I'll put on a different shirt!!!"

The rest of the team laid on the ground, out of breath as Mizuki stomped off muttering about evil teammates and their blasted violent urges.

"It's for your own good, Mizuki!" Akazawa managed to call out before Mizuki slammed the door on them.

"Well, that was fun da ne."

The rest of the team groaned at Yanagisawa's statement. "How is attacking our manager FUN?" Kisarazu muttered as he sat up.

"Yuuta agrees with me da ne."

"No, I actually have to agree with Kisarazu-senpai. How is attacking our manager 'fun'??"

"Revenge for all the crazy schemes he got us involved in and the grueling practices he has us do all the time?"

Yuuta considered this. "Ok," he relented, "Maybe it is fun. A little…."

"……… (da ne ^_^)"

"A lot." Yuuta amended with a grin.

Akazawa laughed. "St. Rudolph. Best. Team. Ever."

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Fuji Syusuke was in a state of bliss, thrill and exalted joy. Which is a dramatic way of saying he was happy. It wasn't every day that your beloved baby brother would be coming back for the holidays to spend time with you and AWAY from unwelcome influences such as evil crazy ambitious maniacal tennis club managers. So, yes, Fuji Syusuke was happy and currently planning all the brotherly fun stuff that he would need to convince Yuuta to join.

Which is probably why he missed out on an important detail about Yuuta's homecoming.

"Syusuke~ Stop daydreaming and could you help me put this in the guest room," Yumiko asked as she put a pile of pillows in his arms.

Syusuke grinned at his older sister, still engrossed in his thoughts. "Of course, of course." He walked off to deposit the load, not even wondering why the guest room needed pillows in the first place. Silly Fuji, you should have been more observant than that.

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"Alright, Yuuta-kun, here's the deal. I'm staying over at your place to help you in your training. Got it?"

Yuuta resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "YES, senpai, I got it. I got it the first time you told me. I got it the second time you told me. And I got it the next 100 times you told me and I will probably still get it if you ask me again."

"So-"

"DON'T ASK ME AGAIN."

"Just to make-" Mizuki began again.

Yuuta crossed his arms and leaned back against the wall of the train they were in with an exasperated look on his face. "Mizuki-san, you are staying over at my place to help in my training. I got it. Why are you so nervous???"

Mizuki looked as if he was going to deny that statement but stopped. "I just don't want your brother to think I have any ulterior motives."

Yuuta's eyebrows quirk at that. "But you do."

"He doesn't have to know that! Yet."

"Still doesn't explain why you're nervous. What happened to the confident, sneaky Mizuki Hajime that we all know and love somewhat with fear and dread?" Yuuta asked with a grin.

"He fell in love with Fuji Syusuke," Mizuki muttered. "He's obviously lost his mind. I have, haven't I????"

"No," Yuuta said with a wry grin. "I have. I'm the one supporting you, remember?"

Mizuki managed a small smile at that reassurance. "Yeah, yeah, I remember."

"And if it makes you feel any better, we've always thought you were a little insane- OW!" Yuuta rubbed his head where Mizuki just slapped him. Both boys proceeded to glare at each other before dissolving into laughter.

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Fuji Syusuke heard the sound of a car pull up and rushed to look out his room's window. He could just make out the silhouette of his brother in the taxi.

"Syusuke! Yuuta's here!" Yumiko called out from somewhere in the house.

"Coming!" Seigaku's genius practically leapt down the stairs. "Yuuta~" He greeted cheerfully with sparkles and hearts and full on prettiness, already thinking about how this holiday was going to be just PERFECT-

until reality crashed down when he saw who was standing next to his brother.

"Fuji-kun, it's been a while. How have you been?"

Syusuke glanced at Mizuki confusedly. "…And you are?"

Yuuta winced at the statement, fearing the outburst that he was sure Mizuki would make. Mizuki doesn't like being ignored. Or forgotten.

Luckily for him, Mizuki barely twitched at Fuji's question. Barely.

"Aniki, this is Mizuki-san, remember? St. Rudolph's team manager." Yuuta introduced.

"Hmmm, doesn't ring a bell," Syusuke answered brightly.

Oh, Mizuki definitely twitched at that. Yuuta sighed.

"Mizuki-san is here to help me in my training."

Fuji's eyes snapped open at that. "Training??? But it's the holidays."

Mizuki stepped slightly in front of Yuuta, offering the older Fuji sibling a confident smile. "Well, Yuuta-kun has to be in tip top shape. After all, he WILL be the captain next year and the captain must always be in the best condition to win."

"Not at the expense of his well-being." Seigaku's tensai said in a low tone, not only remembering the recklessness at which Mizuki treated Yuuta before, but also of Seigaku's very own captain.

Which Mizuki just realized. Open mouth, insert foot.

Mizuki tried to salvage the situation. "You have nothing to worry about Fuji-kun. Yuuta-kun's well-being is one of my top priorities." Mizuki tried for a reassuring smile.

Syusuke tried not to snort at that statement. He smiled brightly, so brightly that even Mizuki could tell he was faking it. "Oh I am SO relieved to hear that, Midori-kun."

"Mizuki." The manager corrected.

"That's what I said, Midoki-kun~" Fuji said breezily. He turned to his younger brother with a gentler, more genuine smile. "Come, Yuuta, let's get you unpacked."

Before Mizuki could say anything, Fuji had already grabbed Yuuta's hand and luggage, ignoring Yuuta's protest and dragged him into the house, leaving Mizuki with a rather disgruntled expression.

"Mizuki-kun, right?" A woman very much resembling the Fuji brothers walked up to him. "I'm Yumiko, Yuuta's older sister."

Mizuki bowed down in greeting. "Yes, Yuuta-kun has told me many things about you, Yumiko-san. Thank you for having me over." He said graciously.

"You have to excuse Syusuke, he's not usually like that." Yumiko reassured him. "Come, let me show you to your room."

"Thank you."

And thus, steeling his resolve, Mizuki entered the Fuji home.

TO BE CONTINUED

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Senpai : senior(what you call an upperclassmen)

Tensai: genius

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