"Get out of the way, Sanada-kun.." Fuji said with his usual lovely smile on place.
Sanada remained still in front of the tensai, as if he was unable to hear what the other just said.
"I just want to know what's going on inside. Promise. I won't do anything bad." Fuji continued, now trying to fake an honest, innocent, face which could have been very much effective, and convincing if it was not a Sanada Genichirou whom he was talking to.
Realizing his failed attempts, Fuji finally gave up with a sigh.
"Fine." he muttered.
He turned on his heels, and thought of how boring Yukimura's tennis life could be if he doesn't get rid of his 'no fun' fukubuchou.
"Where are you going?" Sanada asked.
Fuji turned back and smiled.
"Suicide. Wanna join me?"
Sanada frowned.
"That's not funny."
"So are you."
They waited for each other to say something, and when nobody spoke, Fuji just shrugged and left. Sanada stood still. His mind was debating whether or not he'll come after Fuji or yank the door of their club room open, and tell Yukimura about what happened. Sanada shook his head. Choosing the second option will surely displease their captain. Especially when Yukimura had told him not to barge in.
'It's just Fuji, it's just Fuji..' Sanada thought again and again as a way of convincing himself that Syusuke Fuji is no different from Rikkadai's other regular members, and that he is very much capable of 'handling' him properly as what Yukimura had instructed him the other day.
And so, he stormed away from the front door of their club room and followed the tennis tensai. If he had a choice, Sanada would've refused to 'babysit' Fuji while Tezuka and Yukimura were having their 'one on one' meeting inside their club room. But he realized too soon, not even before he could air his concern to their captain, that the only way to make things as good as it could possibly be is to temporarily remove Fuji out of the picture. And 'that' , is one thing he's supposed to do.
"Fuji!," he called out as soon as he caught up with the tensai's figure.
"What now?"
"Let's have a match." Sanada said, expecting that Fuji wouldn't refuse. Well, they didn't really have any chance to play any formal games before, and Sanada thought this might be the right time. He just needed to finish the match before Yukimura goes out of 'that' room. Otherwise, he'll end up running laps for an unauthorized game. And he's not in a very good mood for that.
"I refuse." came Fuji's quick reply which literally stunned Sanada. " I don't have particular reasons, so never mind asking." he continued, throwing 'that' devious look at the taller guy. "...it's just that..I know of a better way to keep us both entertained." he finally said with a gentle smile.
Sanada should have known better.
He should have realized beforehand how Fuji's smile could be a lethal weapon under certain circumstances.
So unfortunate because he's too late.
"If you're still up to the idea of getting in the clubroom, I think you should just - "
"I really don't care about what you're thinking Sanada-kun. All I want, is to get MY captain out of there."
"Then wait." Sanada concluded.
Fuji pouted as he tilted his head to the side.
"I practically don't like waiting..unless of course.."
Sanada frowned. He smelled something unusual to Fuji's tone. Oh well, what does he know about Fuji's way of talking anyway?
"Unless what?"
Instead of answering him, Fuji went closer and hooked an arm around Sanada's arm, pulling himself closer to the frozen guy beside him.
"Unless you do your job well of keeping me some company, ..."
Sanada cleared his throat, and tried his best to ignore the awkward proximity between them. He honestly doesn't know how to properly deal with this. Fuji might share a lot of similar attributes with Yukimura, but it's not like the Rikkaidai's child of god does a lot of similar acts like what Fuji was doing right now. Fuji was just...too close. And Sanada was torn between pulling himself away from the tensai like how the gentleman Yagyuu would probably do, or simply shoving Fuji away like what Kirihara would likely act. - purely instinct; no analysis and sensitivity.
Yet before he could even draw his conclusion, Fuji was already tugging his shirt, apparently demanding his attention.
"Mou..Sanada..."
Sanada sighed. Why does he even need to put up with this? OK. He actually knows the answer as much as how he knew how there's no alternative for that. How silly.
"Fuji...Will you just let go and stop - " Sanada groaned in disagreement as Fuji leaned his head on Sanada's shoulder and started to trace the contours of his collarbone with the tensai's free hand.
"I've always admired your all too perfect built Sanada...I wouldn't be surprised if women would dare to lose their v-"
"Watch your words Fuji." Sanada warned. If he had the slightest idea that Seigaku's tennis tensai was this straightforward, he would have consulted Yanagi for situation assessment. Only then will he manage to get out of this mess.
Fuji giggled. This time, he brought his hand down to Sanada's chest.
"Gomen ne..." and trailed his fingers down to the taller guy's abdomen, carefully savoring the nice feel of Sanada's 'perfect' abs.
'Crap.' the taller guy mentally cursed as he swallowed hard. Perhaps a 'Kirihara instinct' is what he really needs. And just as he has tightened his resolve to push Fuji away, he felt the warmth of the tensais hand lowering down.
Sanada immediately snagged Fuji's wrist, stopping the tensai from 'touching' anything anymore.
"Fine. What do you want?"
Fuji glanced up at him and smiled.
And Sanada?
Well Sanada regretted why he even looked back, only to be welcomed by Fuji's captivating blue eyes. He's doomed.
Sanada shut his eyes and sighed before opening them again.
"What do you want." he asked again, more like of a command this time.
"Tezuka." Fuji sweetly answered.
"Fuji...look. Why don't you just wait until they're finished and- "
"I can't do that."
Sanada stared at nowhere in amusement. Both to Fuji and to his damn self. He didn't know which part of what he said was so difficult for a genius like Fuji to understand. The same as how he didn't know what to do next just to make the other guy shut his mouth up. He's lost.
"Fuji..."
"Hmm.."
"Just shut up, will you?" he said sternly.
Fuji grinned.
"You wish."
Sanada rolled his eyes. How wise of him to try to contain an all too rebellious tensai.
"If there's one person who disagrees most with whatever meeting Tezuka and Yukimura has, believe me it's not you. I don't care if you..."
Sanada continued reciting whatever he has left on his brain, hoping to at least nail a point on Fuji's consciousness. Never did he know that the blue-eyed boy cared least on whatever he has to say as his eyes were already drawn to a familiar figure few meters away from them.
Fuji smirked. He recognized the figure as Marui Bunta, Rikkaidai's red-hair volley specialist, who has the most concrete devotion to sweets. Judging from the curious look of the red-head, who was then looking at their direction, Fuji guessed he had no idea what was Sanada doing with him in the middle of their afternoon 'extended' practice.
'Be sure to look at this, Marui-kun...' Fuji thought as he pulled Sanada down and pressed his lips against the other guy's.
Sanada was already talking about Yukimura's ideals for their team, and his plan of joint practice with Seigaku when he felt Fuji's hands clutching his regulars shirt and eventually pulling him down to what he recognized, after few seconds of connecting the dots, as a kiss.
He felt too frozen and shock to even recognize his own instinct, which should have allowed himself to pull away and punch whoever it was that trespassed his privacy.
But Sanada just stood there, immobile. As if he suddenly lost his life and just turned into a statue. He even stopped breathing. Literally.
"Ne, Sanada...kiss me.." Fuji complained as he slightly pulled away from the 'statue guy'. He grimaced when he realized that wouldn't happen. Sanada completely didn't hear him.
Fuji looked back at Marui's direction and smiled delightfully at the emotions that he manage to extract from their 'audience' ; a mixture of shock, disbelief, amusement, curiosity, and disgrace. Yes, along the process, Rikkaidai's regulars seemed to have picked interest on what had happened and ended up witnessing the entire once in a blue moon event. Fuji couldn't help but get impressed with how everything turned out. He gave Sanada one last peck on the lips before finally leaving Rikkaidai Fuzoku's domain. He would have to delay his meeting with Tezuka, and evaluate his day with Yukimura's vice-captain. Perhaps it'll be more interesting.
"So? What happened?" Yukimura asked Sanada as they were packing up their things ready to head home. The others had left some moments ago, leaving the two guys in slightly awkward position. At least for Sanada.
"Nothing."
Yukimura eyed him curiously, and Sanada very well knew how dumb he is at lying. So what's the point?
"He badly wanted to see Tezuka." he said.
"Which obviously didn't happen." Yukimura continued.
"Right. Well, I asked him if he wants to play tennis while - "
"I'm afraid we're not on the same page Genichirou."
Sanada tensed as he took in the ominous tone on his captain's voice.
"What I want to hear, is why you literally stopped breathing for approximately 14.5 seconds while you're with Fuji. Renji never lies to me, and you know that."
Great. Renji, huh?
"There was just,..this complication..."
Yukimura smiled.
"And that is?"
The vice-captain took the hint and cleared his throat. He once thought Fuji and Yukimura shared the same smile. But while Fuji's was the kind of subtle mystery and mischief, Yukimura's has always been an apparent danger coated in loveliness. If he haven't stayed beside his captain long enough, he wouldn't have known that his smile just now was the type of like 'spit it out, and I'd spare you.' slash 'do otherwise, and you'll regret ever knowing me.'
"Fuji...kissed me." Sanada muttered.
Yukimura just raised a brow and nodded. He never said a word after that even as they were riding the train on their way home. Sanada felt relieved. Although somewhere at the back of his mind, a voice was telling him that he should be worried instead. He shoved the thought away.
They both walked in silence right after they got off the train and stopped when they reached the intersection where they have to split ways.
"Tell me you're not angry." Sanada said just as Yukimura bid him goodbye.
Yukimura smiled. This time, a kind one.
"I'm not."
Sanada nodded.
"...but I was wondering if you'd be willing to return back the favor to Fuji...The thought of owing someone is kind of unsettling to me.." Yukimura muttered.
The vice-captain frowned.
"We don't owe him anything, Seiichi. And 'that' was nothing." he said, feeling the need to assure his captain of his honesty.
"I thought so.."
Few moments of silence passed.
"Seiichi.."
"Yes?"
"..about you and Tezuka...Are you...I mean like - "
"Tezuka and I are good friends, Genichirou.."
Sanada nodded again, although he was not at all convinced with what his captain told him.
"I see."
Yukimura eyed him suspiciously as he noticed the sudden uncomfortability on his vice captain's feature.
"C'mon Sanada...Tell me you're not jealous."
The taller guy gave out an impassive smile.
"I really hope I can do that."
Yukimura looked at him in mixed amusement and delight.
"You know you're my favorite, don't you?"
Sanada shrugged. "You never told me."
Yukimura giggled. Is this really Sanada? He's acting kind of ...cute...After few more moments of giggles, Yukimura finally straightened himself and cleared his throat.
"You know what?...I'd really appreciate it if you sleep with me tonight." the captain said, rendering his vice captain wide-eyed with his jaw dropped.
Yukimura once again giggled at Sanada's reaction.
"I'll see you tonight, Gen.." he added as he walked away.
And just as he was few steps away from his vice-captain, he decided to face back and give his beloved Sanada one more reason to come to his place.
"I'm actually a better kisser than Fuji." he told him. "I just thought maybe you want to find out for yourself."
..and then he left.
Author's note:
Well...I was intending to end the story on the previous chapter..but due to requests, I thought I just have to do better. This is actually my first Sanada Fuji story, and ..well?
How was it?