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A/N: Thanks to beadartist at LJ for the beta and suggestions!

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The Bachelor Party

"Eiji is so nice, Tezuka. He's kind of childish sometime but I know you'll like him. He's so adorable. You should hang out with him sometimes."

What had he done to deserve hearing the ranting of a lovesick so early in the morning? Sometimes Tezuka wanted to scream to the heaven and asked about the injustice in his life. First, he was engaged to a woman nine years older than him, and then he was engaged to said woman's brother and not too mention their families were all too supportive about it (Tezuka cursed whoever put a pack of condom in his bedside drawer) and lastly his best friend fell in love with a bundle of childish energy (no, Tezuka didn't think Eiji was cute… not at all..) and neglect his role as Tezuka's unofficial shrink. He must've done something really, really bad in his previous life.

"… ne, Tezuka, are you listening?"

Tezuka sighed and rubbed his temple. Damn Oishi and his lovesickness. "I'm sorry. No."

This time it's Oishi who sighed. Tezuka wanted to point out that Oishi wasn't the one suffering from information overload of his love interest here but a knock on the door distracted him. Glad to be rescued from the flood of information about Eiji, Tezuka went to open the door.

The first thing he saw was a brilliant, almost radiant smile and then a tennis racquet. But the first thing he heard was an excited cry of 'Oishi!'. Tezuka blinked owlishly at his guests.

"Good morning, Tezuka. Have you had breakfast?" Fuji greeted him cheerfully as if he didn't have a redhead trying to walk through him to get to Oishi.

"Good morning. Yes, I have."

"Then what do you think about a game of tennis?"

Tezuka briefly recalled agreeing to play Fuji yesterday so he nodded. "All right."

Fuji smiled and peered over his shoulder. "What about you Oishi-san? Would you like to join us, too?"

Oishi stammered, his good manner undoubtedly told him not to disturb Tezuka and Fuji's 'quality time'. But a good sense as a best friend (and mother hen) told him that Tezuka would do something drastic (like murdering his pet goldfish) if he were to be left alone with Fuji in what seemed to be a date. Eiji made the decision for him, though. "C'mon, Oishi!"

"Well, if it doesn't bother you too much…"

"Of course not. Let's go." Fuji answered.

The tennis courts were fortunately unoccupied. Tezuka and Fuji played on the left most court while Eiji and Oishi played on the rightmost. Eiji had offerd to play double match but Tezuka rejected. He had played tennis long enough to know that he isn't a good doubles partner. His playing style was far too individualistic.

"Yoroshiku, ne?" Fuji said when they shook hands before playing.

"Which?" Tezuka asked, ready to decide who will serve first.

"Rough."

There's something about the way Fuji said the word that made Tezka's stomach squirmed. He wondered if Fuji was teasing him, but his attention was fixed on the racquet so Tezuka couldn't decide. He twisted the racquet and showed Fuji the result.

"Rough."

"I'll serve then." Fuji said with a smile.

Tezuka had intended to go easy on Fuji. He was confident that without his secret moves he would be able to beat Fuji just as easily. He was just going to win the first game set when Fuji did the unexpected. Tezuka narrowed his eyes as the ball that Fuji served disappeared. He stopped and suddenly heard a thumping from his left where the ball hit the court. Fuji was smiling innocently when he looked at him. But when Fuji made to serve again, Tezuka saw the look of concentration upon his face and his breath caught. Before he knew it, Fuji stole the first game set from him.

It was the toughest game Tezuka ever played. Soon he was forced to use a move he hadn't used for years after Fuji did a beautiful technique to counter him. The match lasted longer than any other matches he had ever played. Fuji was testing him to his limit. His heart was racing in his chest as he ran to chase the ball Fuji sent to him but somewhere in the back of his mind a small voice told him that the difficult match wasn't the only reason why his heart was beating so quickly. Fuji's eyes were open as he hit the ball back to Tezuka, the blue orbs barely flickered to Tezuka as they watched the direction of the ball. Tezuka suddenly felt a twinge of jealousy toward the yellow ball but quenched it down as he executed his hidden technique once more. The ball dropped just over the net and suddenly skidded back under the net to his side of the court. He had earned another point.

As they changed courts, Tezuka noticed that Eiji and Oishi had finished their match and were watching them. Inui stood behind the chain link fence and took some notes as he watched their match. Tezuka ignored them and focused on the game once more.

Tezuka was just about to serve the ball that would determine the result of their game when a drop of water fell on his cheek. He looked up to see that the sky had darkened above them. He had been so engrossed in the match that he didn't notice the change of weather.

"We must stop." Tezuka shouted to Fuji. What he saw on the other side of the court, though, struck him speechless.

Fuji was standing still on his side of the court, his body tensed, ready to return the ball. His chest was heaving and his eyes were open to look at him with such intensity that almost scared Tezuka. But Tezuka wasn't scared. If anything, he was entranced. Fuji that he knew was always smiling, always in control over his emotion. This was the first time he saw him loose his cool. He looked so passionate, so wild, so sexy.

The rain poured harder over them. Oishi and Eiji ran for cover, calling them to join them, but Tezuka paid them no heed. His entire attention was focused on the person on the court across from him. Fuji stood still, his closed eyes turned toward the stormy sky. Tezuka stayed silent, watching him, waiting for him. When Fuji looked at him, his eyes were hidden and his smile returned again.

"Let's go inside." He shouted over the heavy pouring of rain.

Tezuka nodded, stifling the sudden sense of disappointment. Together, they ran inside where Taka-san had already waited with towels in hand. They took the towels with gratitude and after drying themselves, went to the seats Taka-san got for them. For a while they simply sat in silence, drinking the hot cocoa the young butler provided.

"It was a nice game." Fuji commented lightly, sipping his warm drink.

Tezuka narrowed is eyes at Fuji. It wasn't just nice. It was the best game he had ever had.

"You are a very skilled player. What are those techniques? I've never seen anything like it before."

"They're the techniques I made a long time ago." Tezuka explained, not taking his sharp gaze off Fuji. The latter didn't seem to mind though and only smiled at him calmly. "You're a very skilled player yourself."

"Hmm?" Fuji replied absentmindedly. "Thank you. I'm nothing like you, though. I'm just a regular player."

Tezuka didn't believe him at all. Fuji was one of the best players he had ever played against. The level of their skills was almost equal, and Tezuka had played since grade school. He wondered who would have won the match had the rain not fallen.

"Do you like tennis, Tezuka?" Fuji asked. "That look on your face when we were playing… you seemed to enjoy it so much."

"Do you like tennis?" Tezuka asked back, not denying Fuji's .

"It's fun. I play it occasionally." Fuji answered with a smile and sipped his drink.

Tezuka knew he wasn't lying and wondered how good Fuji could be if he truly dedicated himself to the sport. As a tennis player Tezuka thought that it was such a pity to waste what was clearly a great talent. But Fuji was Fuji and from what Tezuka had heard, it was nearly impossible to make Fuji commit to something.

"Anyway, I think we should change. We'll catch a cold at this rate."

Realizing that they were still in their wet clothing, Tezuka nodded. Together they walked to their rooms. Oishi and Eiji had gone to their rooms before them so they walked along in complete silence. It wasn't exactly a calming silence though. Tezuka had a feeling that the reason Fuji said nothing was because he had something on his mind. Understanding an eccentric mind wasn't easy. Tezuka wondered why suddenly felt like it should be one of his life goals.

"Have you ever been to bachelor party, Tezuka?" Fuji suddenly asked, breaking the silence.

Tezuka frowned, remembering the kind of parties he'd watched on movies. Wasn't it when the groom had a party involving alcohol and the night before the wedding? "No." he said with a finality that said that he had never and would never go to such thing.

Fuji ignored this though. "I want to throw a bachelor party for Shouri. Would you like to join us?"

"No."

"Maa, there won't be any strippers, Tezuka. We're practically going to do it around our parents, remember? Plus I don't think we can get any strippers in the middle of the ocean unless we get lucky and find a mermaid to strip for us though I doubt that would ever happen." Fuji joked. "There'll be some drink though. Interested?"

"No." Tezuka repeated for the third time. He sped up, wanting to escape this uncomfortable conversation as soon as possible. With the way Fuji was speaking, it seemed like he would not take no for an answer. Just as Tezuka reached out for the knob of the door leading to his room, Fuji slipped between him and the door and smiled mischievously.

"C'mon, Tezuka. It'll be fun. Accompany me at the very least." Fuji purred. "Please?"

Tezuka froze as his groin tightened. An image of Fuji on his hands and knees, crawling towards him and purring out 'please' came unbidden to his mind. He took a cautious step back. What was wrong with him?

Not realizing the direction Tezuka's mind was turning, Fuji continued to smile. He revealed his beautiful blue eyes as he stepped closer to Tezuka. "Please?"

Fighting back a blush, Tezuka cleared his throat and asked, "Where?"

Fuji smile widened at the acquiescence. "Actually if you don't mind, I want to do it in your room."

Tezuka scowled. "My room?"

"Shouri's room is close to our parents'. Eiji's is close to the guests. My room is unfitting for the occasion at the moment. I just received a delivery of art supplies." Fuji smiled his best smile, a cross between a seductive, innocent and wicked smile. "There won't be too many guests and I'll take care of everything. Please?"

Fuji's pleases seemed to have a strange effect on him. "Fine." Tezuka relented finally.

"Thank you." Fuji said happily. Tezuka mused how childish he could be when he got what he wanted. "I'll come to your room later to set up."

Tezuka watched as Fuji went to his room. The young man waved to him before closing the door to his room when he saw that Tezuka was watching him. With a sigh, Tezuka entered his room. Fuji's pleas still rang clear in his ears.


Fuji and Taka-san came to Tezuka's room later that evening. Together they decorated his room, turning it from lovely and understated to something akin to a bar. Tezuka just stood watching, refusing to take any part in preparing a party he was forced to attend. Soon after they had finished the guests started to pour in and the party began.

Most of the guests were Shouri's friends and relatives, but for some reason Eiji and Oishi were also present. Perhaps Fuji had invited them to calm down Tezuka if he blew up over seeing his room being demolished. But if so, then they had failed their purpose completely because they only spent no more than a minute with Tezuka before disappearing into a distant corner. Fuji himself chose to make himself invisible, silently watching the crowd' especially Shouri. Thus proving that Fuji's objective for throwing the party wasn't entirely for Shouri's entertainment, but also as a way to asses his soon-to-be brother in law. Tezuka pondered about locking the door to the balcony to prevent Fuji from tossing the groom overboard should he prove unsuitable for his sister. Tezuka decided against it because he would like to have a place to escape to when the party grew out of control as he suspected would soon happen once the men each had several bottles of beer.

Tezuka couldn't fathom how many times Shouri's brother's (Yuuri. Is that his name?) blond companion had steeped on his foot that night. Tezuka thought they looked suspicious with the way the blond kept glaring and pouting every time Yuuri as much as opened his mouth to speak with someone, especially Fuji.

Tezuka was rather surprised when he saw Yuuta sneaking into the room. When Fuji spotted him and happily welcomed him to the party he said that he merely came to make sure that the party didn't go out of hand. However he ended up sitting uncomfortably still (as far away as possible from Fuji who kept hinting for him to pole dance in a negligee their sister apparently bought for him in a moment of rage/madness/Medusa mode) all the while watching over Shouri's every move.

The party did get out of hand about two hours later. Shouri had loosened up and was lamenting his soon-to-end bachelorhood and soon-to-begin fatherhood to some of his friends. The blond took one too many sips of his beer and was currently strangling Yuuri while confessing his love for him. One of the guests who turned out to be the blonde's older brother (Tezuka couldn't see how they were related as they were so unlike each other) had the presence of mind to stay sober and watch over everyone to make sure that no harm was done. Yuuta was also drunk and was muttering something about an unrequited love that Tezuka hope Fuji would never hear of. Meanwhile, Oishi and Eiji were still in their little love corner, totally oblivious to the world outside of theirs. Tezuka was rather concerned that they might start making out there in front of everyone though he doubted that anyone would notice seeing as how most of the guests were already drunk.

Tezuka soon felt lost in his own room. He looked around for the person responsible for this chaos and found him in the balcony, looking up to the dark sky above. Tezuka joined him as soon as one of the drunken guests suggested a karaoke contest. The room was thankfully soundproof so that when he closed the glass door behind him, only a fraction of the unrecognizable noise was heard.

He stared at Fuji's back for a while before walking to stand next to him. A glance told him that Fuji was holding a can of beer while looking up to the sky above. Tezuka directed his eyes to the silver sphere above as soon as his brain started to notice the paleness of Fuji's skin under the silver moonlight and how delicate he looked right now.

"It's a beautiful night, ne?" Fuji said, his voice soft as usual.

"Aa."

"Don't you think it deserved to be immortalized in a picture?"

"Aa." Tezuka paused. "Do you want to…"

Fuji tilted his head to one side. "No. Tonight I just want to enjoy the moment while it lasts."

Silence wrapped over them once again. Tezuka sipped his beer, enjoying the soothing sound of the waves. Fuji was completely still as wind caressed their bodies, teasing their hairs and clothing to dance to the song of a silent night.

"What are they doing inside?"

Tezuka glanced behind him and almost shuddered when he saw Yuuta screaming something to the microphone while jumping up and down on the table. "They're doing karaoke."

Fuji smiled softly. "Sound like fun. Do you want to join them?"

"Do you?"

"No. I'm a horrible singer." Fuji answered with a chuckle.

"So are they."

Fuji's chuckle turned into a laugh, melodious as the wave of the ocean. "I didn't know you're capable of that."

"Of what?"

"Cynicism. You seemed to be a kind and perfect young man."

"So are you."

Fuji hummed and took a sip of his beer. "I won't argue."

"Never judge a book by its cover."

"Looks are deceiving."

Tezuka smiled lightly at that. He raised his beer can for a toast with the wind. "I'll drink to that."

Fuji agreed and together they drank their beer. "So much for seeing is believing." He paused. "I'll drink to that, too."

Tezuka agreed and they drank again. Fuji offered him a new can of beer when he found out that Tezuka's was now empty. "Thank you." Tezuka took the can an opened it.

"Doesn't that make you think of what could happen to us someday?" Fuji suddenly asked after several moments of comfortable silence.

The beer can paused in its way to Tezuka's lips. "Aa." He said before gulping his beer.

"Do you think we'll get married?"

Tezuka frowned lightly. "We've discussed this."

Fuji smiled. "Then I'll change my question. Do you want to marry me?"

"It's convenient for…"

"What do you think of me?" Fuji asked as he turned to face Tezuka.

Tezuka hesitated to answer but slowly faced Fuji to give his answer anyway. "You're nice, kind, eccentric, unique, mysterious, good-looking, handsome, beautiful." The drink had loosened his tongue but he was barely aware of it. The sight of Fuji looking so vulnerable in the embrace of the night, yet so attentive to him drove all rational thought out of his head. "Lovely, attractive. Extremely so."

"So…?" Fuji asked so softly that Tezuka thought he had dreamt of it.

"Hmm?"

"Extremely so…?"

Tezuka closed his eyes, trying to recall what he had said. But the wind had carried them away and the alcohol clouded his brain making it difficult for him to think of anything beyond this moment. He opened his eyes to look straight into clear blue orbs that expected an answer.

"Kind?" Fuji tried to help. "Eccentric? Mysterious? Beautiful? Attractive?"

Tezuka nodded. "All that."

Fuji seemed rather awed. "Thank you. But looks can be deceiving."

"I know you." Tezuka insisted softly.

"Do you, I wonder?" Fuji replied with a bemused smile.

"Perhaps not as well as I thought, but I know what I see."

"And what do you see?"

Tezuka paused, thinking. The alcohol impaired his ability to think clearly. He couldn't think of a word to describe what he had in mind. He closed his eyes, trying to clear his mind slightly to grant Fuji an answer before opening them again shortly. "You. I see you, Fuji Shuusuke."

The smile froze, the eyes turned glassy. Fuji looked away from him and drank his beer to the last drop. Then he took a fresh can of beer.

"And what did you see in me?" Tezuka suddenly found himself asking.

Fuji paused and then smiled. "Not very different from what you said earlier."

Perhaps the confession should've made him embarrassed but Tezuka was strangely warmed by it. "Oh."

They finished their drink in silence. Not a word passed between them even as Fuji took two cans of beer and offered one to Tezuka.

"We should go in. It's getting cold out here." Fuji said after they both finished their drinks.

Tezuka nodded in agreement. He turned and caught Fuji just as the latter tripped on his own feet and almost fell to the floor. "How many cans have you had?"

Fuji giggled softly. "Fourish? What about you?"

Tezuka sighed and pulled Fuji up. Suddenly he found their bodies pressed close to each other, the natural sweet scent of Fuji and the sight of Fuji's flushed face so close to his made him . He shook himself out of his reverie when the glass door vibrated from the force of someone's voice. "The same as you. Let's go inside."

Seeing the two enter clinging to each other, Shouri took the initiative to stop the party. The drunken guests left with some complaints but the sober ones kindly led them away. Eiji offered to help Fuji return to his room but Fuji refused, saying that he wanted to clean the room. Despite knowing that it couldn't be true because Fuji could barely stand straight at that point, Eiji left him anyway, tempted by the chance to spend the rest of the night with Oishi. Soon only Fuji and Tezuka were left in the room.

"Thank you, Tezuka. I know you don't like parties but you allowed this anyway." Fuji slurred as he sat on a couch to gain his senses.

"I didn't really mind."

Fuji nodded. "I'll ask Taka-san to clean this later." Fuji stood up and immediately lost his balance. Tezuka caught him for the second time that night. But this time, Tezuka pulled Fuji close to him and didn't let go.

"I didn't really like the party. But I like having you with me." It was an honest slip of tongue, but Tezuka was beyond caring right now.

Fuji froze for a second and then he smiled. "I'm glad."

Fuji lifted his face.

Tezuka lowered his.

Sweet, sweet electricity ran through their bodies the moment their lips met. But there was nothing tender about the kiss at all. As soon as the kiss began, it turned passionate. Their tongues tangled with each other, branding each other's mouth with indecipherable marks on the soft pallets. Fuji wrapped his arms around Tezuka's neck as they devoured each other's mouths. Tezuka's pulled Fuji closer by his hips and grinded his growing erection on Fuji's stomach as he slipped a leg between Fuji's thighs. Fuji moaned lustfully as he ground his trapped erection against Tezuka's powerful thigh. Drowning in a sea of scent and taste and feel of each other, their need for air was forgotten and their lust burnt brighter.

Fuji broke their kiss with a groan and started to trail kisses down Tezuka's neck and chest. Then his mouth closed over a cloth covered nub and he started to lick and sucked on it. Tezuka moaned out loud and ran his hand down Fuji's back to knead a pert bottom. The sudden pressure caused Fuji to bite his nipple, sending a wave of pleasure-pain running over Tezuka. Unable to control himself anymore, Tezuka lifted Fuji into his arms and carried him over to his bedroom. Fuji assisted him by wrapping his legs around Tezuka's hips but the passionate kiss he once again shared with Tezuka did nothing to help Tezuka when he fumbled with the doorknob. At long last, the door opened and the two tumbled inside.

--censored, sorry for the inconvenience--

It took him a long moment to gather his senses. He kissed Fuji slowly and tenderly as Fuji unconsciously milked him off he last of his essence. Then with a soft grunt, he pulled out of his fiancée, laid next to him and gathered him into his arms. They shared one last kiss before drifting to sleep… and into tomorrow.


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