DISCLAIMER: I don't own Prince of Tennis

Tezuka and Yukimura faced each other uncomfortably. With the spectacled guy taking momentary glares on every Seigaku players who glanced at their direction, Yukimura couldn't wish for more than to order them to run laps to get his boyfriend's attention solely directed at him.

The sharp sigh he gave out told Tezuka that it was an awkward position even for the other guy.

"We could've set this some other place." he said.

Yukimura snickered. "I doubt about that."

"Yuki-"

"You were the one who was so intent back then to settle things straight after my surprised visit to your teammate, and I don't want to have my time be wasted just because you're so conscious with those lame stares from your team."

Tezuka frowned at the unmistakable hint of sarcasm in Yukimura's voice. "I didn't mean it to sound that way." he said, defending himself from the previous outburst he had on the phone when he learned about what Yukimura did.

"Oh yes, you did."

"What you did wasn't right."

"And you really think you're in the right position to tell me about that?"

Tezuka grabbed Yukimura's arm, pulling him closer. "Yes."

Yukimura pulled his arm away and looked at his boyfriend in disbelief and disgust.

"I think a cool-off isn't just what we exactly need in here." he said coolly, making sure his voice wouldn't crack with the intensity of emotions that were all threatening to spill out anytime .

"Seiichi….this is…very complicated."

"It is." Yukimura agreed striking a glare at his boyfriend.

Fuji stopped on his tracks when he saw the ongoing matter between their captain and his mortal enemy. When he thought the tension has somehow loosen up, he stepped out from where he was standing and casually gave out his famous smile to the two. He didn't miss the smirk on Yukimura's lips; something which made it clear how he was not particularly interested in dealing with him as of the moment.

"Fuji." Tezuka suddenly called, stopping the tennis genius and earning him a warning glare from Yukimura.

"I'm sorry." the captain said.

"You're not." Yukimura said in warning, eyes fixed hard as a hawk at Tezuka.

Fuji smiled, enjoying the fact that this has taken Yukimura off guard. "While you're not supposed to be the one apologizing, that's fine." he said.

Fuji intended his response to spite and annoy Yukimura, but the relief he saw on his captain's face as he heaved a sigh, made Fuji temporarily forget about the bluenette's presence. His eyes instead found their way to Tezuka's who has this look of gratitude towards him. That, at least, he can tell.

"Well now,..if you'll excuse me." Fuji said as he hurried away, careful not let any other emotion seep out of him.

He never expected that look from Tezuka. It has been a while since he looked at him that way. If his memory served him right, that was after his defeat against Shiraishi during the semi-finals of the national tournament the other year. Fuji knew deep inside that he missed it. He loved it.

He shook the thought away from his mind the moment he entered the tennis court. He shouldn't be thinking of those things right now.

"I don't know if Tezuka told you..but I guess..he and Yukimura broke up." Sanada said, careful with his every word as he observed Fuji's reaction to the news.

They were currently seated at the farthest corner of the public library near Fuji's place, with the intention of studying together with whatever they thought apt for the upcoming exams on each of their schools. Of course, Sanada took the plan seriously. As for Fuji, he knew it was more like of an excuse to spend more time together than to actually do something productive for their academic performances, which weren't really showing any signs of falling out.

"..so I've heard." Fuji said without looking at the other guy and focusing his look instead on the book he was reading about the benefits of being a vegetarian

"Tezuka told you?" Now it was Sanada's time to face his book and listen to what his boyfriend has to say.

"Nope. Just thought about it. They've been some kind of distant lately." Fuji said.

Sanada nodded. He had a lot of questions he wanted to ask, but decided to keep it to himself so as not to ruin their mood. He hated to admit it, but he somehow felt like worried about how it went through with the two captains.

Sanada knew how Fuji was still trying to forget Tezuka, and now that the latter was back to being single and free, he wondered if Fuji ever thought about ending things between the two of them and settle back on his feelings with the spectacled guy. It was a grim thought which hold every amount of possibility Sanada feared. He didn't want to lose Fuji. Not when he's now totally in love with him. The mere thought of them, breaking up, brought a strange uneasiness and pain to Sanada's chest.

He frowned.

"Is everything alright?" Fuji suddenly asked, blue eyes fixed on Sanada's trembling hands which were clutching the hard bound book he was holding. Fuji's confusion turned to worry when he averted his gaze at Sanada's face.

It took few seconds for Sanada to get rid of his unwanted thoughts before he finally shook his head. "Nothing. I…just remembered something."

"Bad, isn't it?"

Sanada hesitated then nodded.

Fuji smiled and brought his hand to Sanada's. He leaned closer and planted a kiss on his cheek. "Perhaps we need some break."

Sanada turned his head to look at Fuji, but before he could even agree, Fuji had already claimed his lips in a searing kiss. Sanada knew he couldn't win against this kind of assault, much as he knew how he's letting himself be carried away by whatever was inside Fuji's mind. Fuji leaned closer, making Sanada adjust from his own seat. His chair gave out a tiny squeak, which would have drawn attention from people if not for a fact that the area they were in seemed to be deserted.

"Fuji.." he breathed, when he had the chance.

Fuji pulled him once again for another kiss. This time, Sanada tried his best to forget everything else, and focus on Fuji, and how he was expertly wiping off his self-control.

Just when he was succumbing to his own desires, a loud thud on the floor broke in like a thunder cracking on a silent night. Sanada pulled away almost immediately and averted his attention to where the sound came from. He thanked his years of kendo training for the over-sensitive hearing he's got. It saved him quite a lot for the past years.

Now seeing the wide-eyed look and the color slowly draining from the person's face who was standing across them, Sanada knew it didn't save him this time.

He stood gaping at Renji Yanagi's stunned figure. The discarder thick book laid an inch away from his foot. Renji opened his mouth to say something, but stopped mid-way when Fuji raised a brow at his direction.

"We're-"

"We're just about to leave. You're now free to sit in here." Fuji cut Sanada off, as he pulled him up on his feet.

They disappeared on the library as if they've never been there, leaving a still stunned Renji staring at their direction.

Author's Note:

So I was like: "Alright. Yukimura and Tezuka's turn this time."

Yet as I was writing the first draft of this chapter, Fuji came barging in, looked at my work with contempt and unplugged the computer.

And I was like, "Holy crap. That was unsaved!" and Fuji was like. "Well then, it only means its crap. Now go right all over again, and settle my damn situation!"

Then he plugged in the computer again and walked out as silently as he'd entered.

And that was how it ended this way.

COMMENTS FOR THIS CHAPTER SHALL BE DIRECTED TO SYUSUKE FUJI. (swear)

::Really..there are times when the characters just went out there and let you write what they want…It's cool…(..ugh…I just hope it wasn't with Fuji…a hard to deal personality..)::