Warnings: Slight swearing and lime in this chapter. I'd rather you didn't skip over it though...cause it's funny? It's not that bad, and if you're reading this story, then I'm sure that you can handle this.

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Verse 6 - Awakening

Tezuka seemed to have a constant, ongoing headache. He hadn't slept well after the party was finally over (around two in the morning), and had woken up at his usual time. Lack of sleep was something he could deal with, as he had spent many a sleepless night staring at the ceiling after Fuji had left, during the Nationals Tournament, etc. However, lack of sleep with an over energetic Atobe, an evil looking Yukimura, and an annoyed Sanada was not on his List of Favorites.

"Tezuka! Finally, you're up!" Atobe's voice was overly cheerful, yet still confident and cocky. "I thought you were going to sleep forever!"

Tezuka resisted the urge to roll his eyes. He had woken up at his usual time, five-thirty, and had been reading. Atobe had bounded down the stairs two hours later and had taken the little peace that Tezuka was starting to find.

"Fine. Don't respond. Anyway, today is very important. Hurry up and get dressed!"

The last few words were an order that Tezuka wouldn't have followed had Yukimura's smile of imminent death not been hovering behind the egoistic man.

By eight, they had arrived at Aiden's house, once again. Tezuka faintly wondered whether he was doomed to spend the rest of his vacation over here.

When they finally arrived, the house seemed cheerful. Tyler and Sakuno greeted them quickly before both leaving, Tyler for the meeting's preparations, and Sakuno for her summer classes.

Aiden stayed behind and served them all breakfast which Tezuka was sure Sakuno had made, though Aiden tried to claim otherwise. By eight-forty-five, it was only Tezuka, Sanada, and Yukimura, as Atobe and Aiden had left to attend aforementioned meeting.

"Tezuka…where's Fuji?" Yukimura asked quietly.

Right on cue, Yukimura's cell rang. Yukimura spoke into it for a short while before dutifully handing the phone over to Tezuka. "It's Aiden," he murmured.

"Ah, Kunimitsu? Can you hear me? Damn technology, being so confusing."

Tezuka nodded, before realizing the other couldn't see him, and spoke quietly. "Yes."

"Okay, so I think you've probably noticed that Shu isn't up yet. Unless, he's already there with you, in which case, could you please give the phone to him?"

"He's not here."

"Oh, well, okay. So, I know this might be a bit troublesome, but could I ask one of you to please wake him up? It's Saturday, and for some reason, he likes to sleep in on all Saturday's."

"…" Tezuka knew that, since Fuji had almost always been late to Saturday morning practices.

"…I'll take that as a yes. Thanks a lot Kunimitsu! You're a lifesaver! To get to our room, follow the hallway from yesterday and take a left at the end. Go through the first door you see, and take the first left. Next take a right, and it should be on the left. Ignore the door that says his name, that's actually the guest bedroom. Oh, and send Seiichi and Genichirou my love! Tell Fuji I love him and to make sure everything is ready for tonight! Good luck! Bye!"

After promptly hanging up, Tezuka handed Yukimura his phone back. "He sends his regards." Tezuka nodded towards the two of them. He wasn't actually about to say that Aiden was sending his love – it sounded more fruity coming from Tezuka than anyone else.

"Anything else?" Yukimura had that knowing voice with him again.

"He wants us to wake Fuji up."

All three of them knew that the task would just end up being Tezuka's. Yukimura wasn't about to try, and he'd somehow prevent Sanada from trying too.

"Well, good luck with that. Geni and I have plans for today, so we'll see you later, okay?"

Before Tezuka even had a chance to reply, Yukimura was up and halfway out the door. Sanada followed after, dutifully, but gave Tezuka a parting nod and a look that said that he felt sorry for him.

And, once again, Tezuka was left alone in a place he didn't know – a stranger's house. He figured he might as well put himself in known company, even if said company induced migraines.

The house was exactly the maze Tezuka expected it to be. Luckily, he'd memorized the directions to Fuji almost as fast as Aiden had spoken, and he somehow managed not to get lost.

As Aiden had said, he ignored the door that said Fuji's name and instead tried the one with Aiden's name.

The room was pretty big, bigger than his own back in Japan, but Tezuka had honestly expected more of Aiden's obvious liking for grand things. He then remembered that Fuji liked smaller spaces. Apparently, they had compromised.

The walls were colored a light blue, the kind that you saw in commercial designs, and were accented with white. The king-sized bed was slightly right of the door, but occupied the middle space of the room. Three doors next around the room, Tezuka guessed, lead to the closets and the bathroom.

The only thing that really stood out to Tezuka was the numerous paintings in the room. They were all different, ranging from a little girl playing the piano to a river cutting its way through the earth. The only deviations from this theme were the paintings near one of the windows (there were three), which were all cacti. It was then that Tezuka realized that he hadn't seen a single one of the pointy specimen anywhere in the house – that was strange, because Fuji would have to be dead to be separated from his precious cactus plants.

On the bed was a lump occupying the left side, making a mess of the covers; the right side looked perfectly neat. Every now and then, the covers would rise softly, and then descend; though Tezuka couldn't hear it, he knew it was Fuji's rhythmic breathing.

He sighed and set himself to the task of waking up the tensai. It wasn't going to be easy, since you never could tell what Fuji would do once asleep.

Tezuka moved next to Fuji quietly, and tried to shake where he assumed the other boy's shoulder was. "Fuji," he said in his best buchou-voice, hoping that it still affected Fuji. "Fuji, wake up."

All Tezuka was answered with was a groan and Fuji turning away from him.

"Fuji!" Tezuka tried again, still trying to shake the other man's shoulder. Again, he got a groan in response.

Tezuka sighed. He grabbed the covers that Fuji had smartly wound around himself and pulled them off in a smooth motion.

Fuji shivered as soon as the covers were off. The room was cold and the previous night, he'd only had time to put on pajama pants before he collapsed onto his bed. Vaguely, he wondered why Aiden even bothered trying to wake him up anymore. The boy never succeeded, but he always seemed to try so hard.

He'd been having another dream about his old team – they'd gotten more recent since Tezuka had decided to pop up in his life after six years – and he'd been enjoying the dream. He'd realized how much he missed everyone. They had all been the best of friends and he wondered how the time had passed so fast. He had honestly meant to keep in contact; it just…never worked out how he had planned.

"Fuji!" Aiden's voice called again. Fuji wondered why Aiden was calling him by his last name. He almost never did that unless he was mad. If he was, Fuji would make sure he wasn't for long.

A warm hand touched his shoulder once more and he was being shaken much more roughly this time. It didn't wake him up at all. "Come on, Aiden," he said instead, in pure English; "cut me some slack and let me just sleep."

Aiden's hand didn't retreat, but seemed to still for just a moment.

"Fuji, wake up," came the accented reply. Fuji didn't really notice. If Aiden wanted him to wake up, then the other had better be ready for the consequences as well.

As the hand continued to try to wake him, Fuji grabbed it and pulled its owner down on top of himself, never once opening his eyes. He could already tell it was too bright.

Aiden tried to get away from Fuji, but Fuji didn't really care. He already had a vice grip on the man's body and didn't plan to let go. So, instead, as Aiden got up, Fuji was pulled along with him.

Once Tezuka was standing, trying not to be too affected by the fact that Fuji had almost kissed him, he tried to coax Fuji's hands into letting him go. He knew that Fuji thought he was Aiden, but that didn't really help the situation or make him feel better.

Fuji's arms were clinging hard to Tezuka's shoulders in a grip that made him want to wince. In a blink, Fuji's legs were secured behind him as well, and Tezuka had to use his arm to make sure he didn't lose balance. Fuji was forcing Tezuka to carry him, probably still thinking that he was Aiden, and Tezuka didn't want to end up in another awkward position if he fell. It wasn't like Fuji was the lightest thing in the world.

"Hm…Aiden? I've told you many times not to try and wake me up, right?" Fuji paused, knowing Aiden wasn't going to answer. It was more for dramatic effect. "Then why are you?"

Fuji, once again, didn't give the man who was carrying him any chance to answer. Instead, he attacked the other's neck. He started kissing down where he knew the tanned skin was, searching for that one spot that made Aiden draw in a breath. Once he thought he found it, Fuji bit down. Hard.

Tezuka winced when Fuji bit down. His brain had decided to abandon him right then, as he had no idea what Fuji was doing. Why was the other boy kissing his neck? Why did Fuji bite him? Why was he now sucking at the area that he'd bitten?

Tezuka knew nothing of how couples behaved – he'd never had a girlfriend, or boyfriend – but he hoped that people didn't make a habit of biting each other. It seemed a bit savage, and it hurt.

"Fuji," he tried again. He grimaced when he noticed that his buchou-voice had disappeared and sounded quite weak now.

Fuji smirked as he heard the change in Aiden's tone. It was a bit early for him to give in already, but Fuji didn't particularly care. He stopped sucking on what he was sure was going to be a very proud hickey, and instead kissed Aiden full in the face.

Aiden seemed surprised, and didn't respond well.

Tezuka's only coherent thought was 'What the fuck?' Once the sucking had stopped, he'd thought that Fuji would let him go. Instead, the tensai had kissed him.

Sometime during all of this, Tezuka had been pushed back against one of the walls. He felt incredibly trapped.

Tezuka didn't move as Fuji seemed to make his way all over his lips. He wasn't about to respond to kiss from someone else's fiancé. He wasn't really sure what to do anyway.

After a while, Fuji started nipping at his lips. Every now and then, something wet would touch his lips lightly, but would retreat quickly was well, as if it was waiting for something. Tezuka had no idea what.

Fuji was starting to get a bit annoyed by Aiden's lack of response. He'd been doing almost everything the other boy liked, and still no response.

Tezuka's eyes widened the moment Fuji ground himself against him, and his jaw slackened just a little bit. Before he could focus on the tingly feeling that just made its way from his groin throughout his body, his mouth was invaded by a searching tongue.

Tezuka was too bewildered to push Fuji away.

Fuji explored his Aiden's mouth fully, mapping it out as he'd done countless times before. A part of his slowly awakening mind registered that Aiden wasn't kissing him back, but he wasn't in the mood to care. Aiden could wait to say whatever he needed to until Fuji was done with him.

That was when Fuji noticed the airy, familiar but still unfamiliar smell hanging around Aiden. It was a quaint mix of lavender, mint, and milk tea.

Fuji smiled into the kiss as he remembered that Tezuka had always smelled exactly like that, and still did. "Say, Aiden, why do you smell like…Tezuka…?"

When Fuji pulled away, Tezuka immediately transformed his features into a glare. The last part had sounded both like a question and as if Fuji was just recognizing him.

Tezuka told himself that he was immensely happy that Fuji had stopped kissing him. He'd felt violated and everything had been completely against his will. He hadn't enjoyed the experience at all. It was almost a chant that he repeated to himself, over and over, as he tried not to focus too much on the fact that Fuji had a hard-on against his lower abdomen, and that he himself was slightly turned on as well.

He had not enjoyed it, and that was that.

Tezuka continued to glare at Fuji, hoping that he seemed angry and convincing.

Fuji was cursing in his mind in three different languages – Japanese, English, and French – as his sleep addled brain finally figured out what the hell was going on.

He'd mistaken Tezuka for Aiden. And given him a hickey. And kissed the living daylights out of him. And gotten really turned on from the whole thing.

'Well, damn,' he finally concluded, as he let go of Tezuka and landed on his own feet.

Tezuka was glaring at him, appearing very angry indeed. However, Fuji personally thought that it would've been more convincing if Tezuka didn't look so dazed.

"Are you awake now?" Tezuka's words sounded like steel to Fuji's ears, but he picked out the very slight shake in them anyway. Fuji nodded. "Good."

Fuji stepped back even more as Tezuka obviously wanted to leave the room. A part of Fuji was surprised that the older man hadn't assigned him laps for the whole ordeal.

As Tezuka finally left the room, without looking back even once, or saying anything else to Fuji, he could feel the tensai's eyes following his every move. It wasn't unnerving, but Tezuka wished Fuji would just look away for now.

Tezuka decidedly wasn't in the best of moods. He doubted anyone would be after being kissed first thing in the morning, against their will, by the sexy genius that was Fuji Shusuke. Yes, he'd finally admitted to himself that Fuji was sexy. That didn't mean a thing, though, so he didn't pay it too much attention.

Tezuka was focused more on how to calm down. Without noticing, his heart was pounding loudly against his chest, and most of his blood seemed to be concentrated near his lower abdomen. He felt slightly dizzy, and tried even harder not to remember the feel of Fuji's lips, his tongue, the way he – Tezuka stopped thinking, knowing it wouldn't – shouldn't – go any further than that.

Fuji felt a bit bad for forcing himself on Tezuka. Knowing Tezuka like he did, he was fairly sure that was Tezuka's first kiss, and he'd decided to let Tezuka go when he'd been rejected. He had even prevented himself from thinking too much about the other after he'd moved to America. He hadn't moped around or appeared depressed. Instead, he'd jumped into his new life and made new friends.

Fuji had thought it was working. Of course he still thought about Tezuka at least once a day (often, many, many, many more times). He'd liked the other for over six years, until Tezuka had become one of Fuji's obsessions. He couldn't simply forget about him like that.

That didn't mean he would go around kissing him just because he was still sleepy. It wasn't like he still liked him or anything.

Fuji looked over and stared intently as Tezuka left his room. The other's body was completely stiff and robotically controlled. Fuji was pretty sure that if Tezuka bent over at that moment, he'd break his spine.

As Tezuka turned to walk out the door, Fuji saw evidence of his effect on the other, which made him smirk.

'Well, at least Tezuka had responded to him,' he thought. It made his unknown effort worth it, and Fuji was genuinely smiling as he made his way over to the bathroom to take care of his own problem.

Tezuka shivered as soon as he felt Fuji smirked. He decided that no, he didn't want to know.

TBC

Okay, sorry, I just had to write that. There's a point to all of this (Tezuka and Fuji get to spend the day alone :D), but this seemed the easiest way to make the whole time awkward. I know I'm not good at writing this stuff - first time attempting to write lime, and you can see how bad it is, right?

Anyway, please review and let me know how you liked the chapter! If possible, please tell me how I might improve my lime/lemon writing. Though I don't plan for there to be any lemons in this fic, there will be many, many, in it's sequel, so I have to get good at it.

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