Okay, so I want to post something on Tezuka's birthday as my contribution and I just got this idea. For my lovely friends who had reviewed the first chapter, this is my present for you. Hope you like it! Enjoy!
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Fuji entered his office with a big sigh, everyone turned their head to him, some of them were snickering, some were giggling and the rest was wriggling their brows teasing the brunette.
"Fuji, how was your sleep last night?" one of his colleagues dared to ask.
"I slept soundly, thank you for your concern." Fuji replied firmly and continued his walk to his cubicle.
"So, how was it? Is he hot?" his friend asked. "I bet he is. You must have a wild night huh, looking how late you are today." He laughed.
"I!" Fuji shouted but sighed, "I come straight from MY own apartment, the chief needs me to do something first so I enter the room late. And for your information, chief also asks for your report before lunch today." He replied harshly and that made his friend cursed and continued his work and minded his own business.
Fuji rolled his eyes and blew air through his mouth to his bangs. Since that damn day...
His phone rang and Fuji answered automatically without seeing the caller ID. "Hello."
"It seems like I don't have to find a hottie for you, puri."
"Nioh." Fuji said darkly.
"I don't know you need that high level man to satisfy your need." He snickered.
"Stop that, Nioh. If you call only to talk about this, you have better to stop or die as well."
He heard Nioh snorted, "And overlook this interesting moment? Impossible."
"There was nothing happened that day, okay? I interviewed him, we got into a small argument, I tripped and fell on him. That's all! What and where did you get about this anyway?" He asked in frustration.
"Where I got this is not important. You need to introduce us, Hiroshi said you suit each other." He said half in amusement and half in teasing tone.
"Forget it. I don't know him personally and have no business with him and don't you ever try to pry this up anymore or I won't talk to you unless you stop talking nonsense." Fuji disconnected the phone.
He threw his phone to the corner of his cubicle and messed his short hair in frustration. He never knew everything turned out so bad after his second meeting with the athlete. At first he hoped, so much that Tezuka Kunimitsu would forget about him but that was impossible.
Then on the day he planned to escape but his killer chief wouldn't let him and warned what he would do to Fuji if he escaped and that he would ruin their reputation if rejecting the request. So Fuji went on and interviewed the said famous athlete.
Fuji thought he was going to interview the man together with one his colleagues like what they usually do but he wasn't. He was all alone, with Tezuka Kunimitsu and a small empty conference room. Fuji did his best to be professional and cried triumphantly when the athlete acted professional and proper. The interview itself was short and uneventful, he requested for the bespectacled man to do some pose then took his photos for their magazine and that's all. It was finished before he realized it. He almost though that the incident days prior was only his imagination.
Almost.
Only when the interview finished and Fuji was busy scribbling something on his notebook he heard a shutter went off, from the athlete's direction and the object was Fuji. Fuji looked at him in confusion and bewilderment, "What did you.."
"Sorry, I can't resist it." He smiled and commented lightly, he clearly didn't regret it. Fuji fought the urge to blush and ordered the taller man to erase his picture.
"I took your picture only after you agreed. You never asked to take my picture." Fuji explained when Tezuka said it's only fair to take Fuji's picture after the said man took Tezuka's.
"Give it to me." He stretched out his hand and demanded the phone. Tezuka waved his phone with Fuji's picture in it, writing on his notebook seriously, his hair tucked behind his ear, his shirt showing a large expand of fair skinned neck and a bit of upper part of his chest. Fuji grumbled and stood up quickly to snatch the phone but Tezuka was quicker. He locked his phone and held it high, far from Fuji's range. The smaller man jumped a little to reach and didn't realize how close they were, he was too focused on the phone.
He didn't know how the taller man looked at him too. He was smiling and chuckling when he saw Fuji's desperate attempt to get his phone. "Tezuka-san, I really appreciate it if you ooph—" Fuji tripped on Tezuka's long leg and toppled to the taller man when they fell down with Tezuka on his back on the floor and Fuji was laying on him. The smaller man could feel the warm fine shaped body below him and had to stop himself from touching and feeling it.
He straightened himself and apologized to the taller man. Unfortunately, the most gossiping girl entered the room and saw how Fuji straddled the athlete quite provocatively and excused herself quickly.
The next day turned into disaster.
Every single person knew that position but didn't care to know why it happened. They giggled, speculated and joked with it. Which made Fuji went crazy.
He couldn't forget Tezuka's handsome yet evil smirk. How could the embarrassing things happened everytime they met. He wished he could turn back the time and changed everything back to normal.
Fuji groaned and banged his head to his table. "Stupid. Stupid."
His phone rang again and Fuji spat to the caller, "I told you to forget it. Damn you!"
"U..Um.. Fuji?" another voice which wasn't Nioh replied. Fuji straightened himself and looked at the caller ID. "Uh.. Sorry. I thought you were Nioh."
"His sin must be very bad that you curse at him." The voice giggled lightly.
"Yeah, something like that."
"Are you busy right now?"
Fuji looked at his colleagues who tried to eavesdropping so he left his cubicle to get a better privacy. "No, why? Are you okay?" He asked quickly after realizing how low his friend sounded.
"Mou... I.. Fuji.. Can you help me?"
Fuji went stiff when he heard that question, last time he helped someone he ended up in an embarrassing situation. "I.. I don't.."
"I beg you. I need your help so desperately." He heard his friend in a verge of crying.
"M..Maa.. Let me hear it first, ne? Perhaps I might help you." He answered honestly.
"Un.. It's my boyfriend."
"What about your boyfriend?"
"You see..tomorrow is our anniversary and we are going to have a dinner."
"Well, I'm glad to hear that." Fuji smiled.
"But he is going to bring his friend with him! After long year being separated yet he is going to bring someone else! What if he is trying to break off with me?" He wailed.
"No, no. He won't. Believe in me. He loves you." Fuji assured.
"Really?" his friend sniffed, "Because he doesn't even have time to meet me today and only said to meet tomorrow."
"Perhaps he is preparing something for you." Fuji reasoned.
"Um.. You might be right but Fuji.."
"Hm?"
"Can you come, too?"
"Eh?" Fuji was surprised. "What do you mean?"
"You see, he is going to bring his friend. It will be very awkward, having a stranger on our table and I don't want anyone to ruin our night. Please?" He begged.
"But, Eiji.. I.."
"Please, please, Fuji. Pleaseeee.." His friend listed down what would happen if they he didn't agree.
Fuji sighed, "Alright. I will." He cursed himself for not be able to say no to any requests. Perhaps he got a curse for not be able to say no.
"Really?! Yosha!" Eiji exclaimed happily. "I will send the address and time, please dress handsomely, okay?"
"But Eiji I won't—" the said man disconnected the phone. "I won't stay long." He sighed.
Whatever.
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"Fuji!" He heard his friend's voice. "Over here." He waved enthusiastically, Fuji chuckled and went to Eiji's table. He sat across to the red head, backing the entrance. "They're not here yet?"
"No, not yet." Eiji grinned. Fuji had to admit that Eiji chose a right place to celebrate their anniversary here, a classic styled restaurant with chandelier and all. They were sitting on the side of the room with low fence separated them to a romantic lit garden. He saw a big fountain in the middle of the garden and small gazebos spread all around the garden. The view must be great in the afternoon. It's a shame that Eiji and his boyfriend would have to entertain unwanted guests on their special day. Perhaps he could have a short conversation then drag the stranger to go with him to leave them alone. That was a better option.
Fuji praised Eiji's choice and the red head informed about how difficult to get a reservation at the restaurant. He had to reserve two months in advance. "I almost gave up when I thought Oishi would not be able to come." He murmured. Fuji chuckled, "Now all of your worries are paid off, ne?"
"Um.. I hope so." His eyes shifted tp the door when someone entered. "It's him! Oishi!" Fuji chuckled at his antic. "I miss you!" Eiji ran to Fuji's behind so the brunette decided to stand and greet Eiji's infamous, ever so busy boyfriend.
"This is Fuji, my best friend!" Eiji said happily.
"Ah, I am Oishi Shuichiro. Nice to meet you." He said warmly and Fuji smiled while introduced himself, "I'm Fuji Syusuke. Nice to meet you too."
"Nya? Where is your friend?" Eiji asked while looking around quickly.
"He is talking to someone and he— there he is! Tezuka!" He called someone and by that name Fuji frozen over, he felt as if he was dumped by cold shower.
No. It can't be.
He shifted his gaze to the entrance and saw a man who he didn't want to meet the most. Tezuka Kunimitsu was walking towards their direction, cladding in an expensive dark suit, usual tousled hair, and his trademark rimless glasses. His face was stoic yet handsomely attractive, the most attractive man Fuji ever met.
Why him?! Why me?!
"Tezuka, let me introduce you. This is Eiji, my partner and this is his friend, Fuji."
Eiji introduced himself animatedly but the bespectacled man was looking at Fuji fervently. "You.." Fuji whispered.
"Huh? You know each other?"
"Ah.. We met last week and he interviewed me three days ago." Tezuka informed.
"You are the Fuji Syusuke!" Oishi said automatically.
"Pardon?" Fuji frowned.
Oishi glanced to Tezuka, "Ah, no. I mean.. it's nothing." He laughed awkwardly.
"Nya~ let's sit, I'm hungry!" He circled his hands on Oishi's arm and leaned on the man lovingly. Oishi smiled and pat his red head affectionately.
Four of them sat down, with Oishi and Eiji sat next to each other, Fuji had no other choice except sitting next to Tezuka much to Fuji's chagrin.
The dinner was quite pleasant if only Fuji didn't have to hear Tezuka's teasing; he head heard accidentally meeting twice, secret hobbies once, toys almost five times and new friend thrice. Fuji didn't know whether it was him who was overly sensitive or the other men were too insensitive. He had tried to get help from his friends through the phone; chatting, email or even calling, to get away from the most awkward and embarrassing situation he had right now but no one could help him.
"Excuse me, I think I need to go to..um..toilet." He said sheepishly and stood. Tezuka followed and let Fuji out of his position, confined between Tezuka and the fence.
"Don't go too long, the main dish is to be served anytime now." Eiji said.
"Yeah." Fuji waved and went to the restroom across of the room. He entered a cubicle immediately and walked around the small room frantically.
What should I do? What should I do?
He couldn't stay if he didn't want his secret got busted but he couldn't leave without a strong reason, Eiji would be upset, Oishi would think he was ungrateful impolite man and Tezuka would laugh at him.
Run or not? Run or not?
He stopped abruptly. "I'm sorry Eiji but you are all by yourself tonight. I don't want to spend another minute with him and put myself in another embarrassing situation." Fuji murmured his decision. He would text Eiji later when he arrived at home, pretending that something urgent happened and he was in a rush.
Now what? He couldn't leave through the front door because Eiji could see it clearly from his position. Disguising was out of options too. Then what? He looked around the room and found a window in the middle of wall.
Fuji stepped to the window and slid it open, he inspected the size and he was sure it would fit. The window headed for a small alley covered by large trees. He might have his chance. "Lucky." He chuckled and started to climb.
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"Fuji is taking too long. His food is getting cold." Eiji said worriedly, he shifted his gaze to the area where Fuji disappeared before but there was no indication of the brunette to come back.
"Do you think he is alright? Do we need to check him?" Oishi said automatically and grabbed Eiji's hand to calm him down.
"I'll go then." Tezuka offered. "Thanks, Tezuka." Oishi smiled.
"Hn." He walked to the restroom area and found one door was closed in there. "Fuji? Fuji, Are you there?" He knocked on the door softly. He heard a grunt and whimper.
"Are you okay?" He asked worriedly, afraid that the smaller man was sick or even worse injured himself. "I'm...I'm okay." He heard a faint answer.
He undoubtedly wasn't fine. "Get away from the door, I will break in."
"No!" He heard Fuji's hurried answer. "I'm okay, really. Just give me..five minutes." He grunted again.
"Are you hurt? Do you need some help?"
"No way! Just..go away, please.." He begged.
Tezuka decided to ignore Fuji's plea and entered the cubicle next to Fuji's and climbed on the wall to see Fuji more clearly.
What he found was the half part of Fuji, his lower part, from waist tp his feet, kicking the air, trying to break free from a small window on the wall. He could see well shaped back and slender legs covered by tight jeans and dark colored work boot from his position. Tezuka was torn between laughing out loud or sympathetic to his condition. He hopped off the cubicle and went out. He walked out of the restaurant to the small alley next to the restroom and found Fuji trying his best to get out.
"What are you doing here?!" Fuji said nervously, his blue eys dilated quickly when he saw Tezuka.
"That should be my question." Tezuka replied.
"As you can see, I'm stuck."
"Ah, I can see that." He didn't hesitate to stare at Fuji openly. He saw beads of sweat formed at the smaller man's temple, his red cheeks and his lithe body below the loose shirt and sweater. "Like what you see?" He heard Fuji's question and nodded, "Ah."
"If you finish then leave me alone."
"Don't you need a help?" Tezuka asked, Fuji was as tall as he was at that position. "It looks tiring."
"No. I don't need it. So you can leave me alone. Go." He hissed.
Tezuka stepped closer to the brunette, "What are you doing?" Fuji asked hysterically.
"I'm trying to help you." He circled his arms around Fuji's torso, hugging him and pulled a bit. "You don't have to. Leave me." Fuji tried to push him away and he saw Tezuka's shoulder shook. "You are laughing at me." Fuji accused.
"No." Tezuka's voice trembled and he coughed to cover his laugh. Fuji groaned and grumbled indecisively, trying to cover his embarrassment. "Oh, kill me now."
Tezuka stepped away from Fuji, "May I ask why you do this?"
Fuji sighed and covered his face, "Because I don't want to spend another minute with you. I am so embarrassed about what happened that day also at my office." He let his hands down and sighed in defeated, "Yet now this."
Tezuka shook his head, "You are being silly. It's better to talk about it than in such situation, hm?"
Fuji groaned, "I know, so you can help me or get lost."
"Ah.." Tezuka left Fuji alone there.
"I can't believe it! He really does leave me alone! What the hell?!" Fuji cursed and tried to move, he couldn't step on anything to help him or reach on something to help him pull out of the window. "Life is suck."
Tezuka went back to the restroom with one of the employee, "It's a good thing we have a spare key, Sir." He unlocked the door easily but when he tried to open the door Tezuka stopped him. "It's alright, I can manage from here."
The employee smiled and nodded, "Of course. I hope your friend to get well soon."
"Hn." and Tezuka was left alone. He entered the room and grabbed Fuji's leg, he heard Fuji's surprised exclamation. "Calm down, it's me."
"How can you enter?"
"I ask someone to open the door for me."
"Do you think you can help me from there?"
Tezuka tilted his head, "Pardon?"
"Over there, you would help me, ne?" Fuji said nervously.
Tezuka smirked smugly, "I never say I will help. You told me just now either I help or get lost."
"Yeah, you are standing there so you are going to help, aren't you?"
"What do you think?"
Fuji grumbled in frustration, "Then go away, go to hell! Get lost! I don't want to see your face."
"You can't see me so what's the problem?" Fuji tried to kick Tezuka with his slim foot but Tezuka was smarter, he stepped between Fuji's legs and pat his tights lightly. "Where are you touching?"
"So I can't touch you too?" He chuckled.
"No!" Fuji hissed. If he was not in such vulnerable state he would laugh about their silly conversation yet he was the object of Tezuka's teasing and couldn't push him away, quite literally.
"Alright, no helping, no watching and totally no touching."
"If you aren't going to help me just leave me alone please." Fuji said listlessly, he sighed and added, "Or at least call for some help, okay? I fell not very good here."
He didn't hear any reply and when he looked back from the blurry window he found no one in the small room. "At least close the door, you big oaf! What if someone enter and see this?!" Fuji cursed.
"Damn it! Just. move!" He sighed, "How can I get free. I just want this to end!"
"Then you should believe in me." He heard Tezuka said in front of him.
"Since when.."
"Fuji, I want to help you but I need your cooperation, can you do that?"
The lithe man looked at the dark hazel eyes, he was confused with Tezuka, one second he teased him like the devil himself yet now he declared that he wanted to help. Which one of him was the real one?
Fuji looked uncertain, "You tried just now and it didn't work."
"It will. Just believe in me, okay?" He said confidently and Fuji had no choice beside to take his offer. "Okay.." He whispered finally.
"Hn." and with that Tezuka stepped closer, closer till his was standing face to face to the smaller man.
"What are you doing—"
"Sshh.. Just relax." He whispered lowly and cupped his face gently, his warm breath brushed Fuji's face softly, they stayed, looking at each other, hazel and blue, Fuji could smell mint, bergamot and a bit of musky smell from the taller man. Tezuka touched Fuji's face, the tip of his nose and his lips, "You smell so sweet." He whispered huskily and before he knew it, Tezuka was kissing him right on his lips.
"Tezu.." Fuji tried to move away but Tezuka brought him back to his lips, "Relax." He whispered again before dipping down and taste Fuji's mouth. The kiss was sweet and warm, Tezuka started it with small kisses, testing the water and when he felt Fuji was not resisting his advance, he pulled Fuji's chin with his thumb and forefinger to taste the heaven.
Fuji felt it when Tezuka took the liberty to kiss him deeper. He groaned when he felt Tezuka's tongue caressed his, never before he felt such feeling. It was a torture, a heavenly taste and an addictive things altogether for him. "So sweet." He heard Tezuka whispered again before he got another taste from Fuji.
The smaller man's position didn't give him a power to encounter so he just gripped on Tezuka's shoulder, his neck or his cold tresses to keep him adjusted and received all of Tezuka.
He didn't know how long they kiss, he just let Tezuka to take anything, everything. They kissed and caressed, mouth, tongue, body, in every single limbs they could touch.
"I..." He said while panting to gain his breath after Tezuka detached from Fuji.
"I think you should date me."
Fuji was still in daze to response. "How so?" He looked at Tezuka who was so taller suddenly, he gasped and licked his lips automatically and could taste Tezuka im his mouth.
"I just help you out of the small window bare hands. It's not an anybody's work, hm?" He said and pecked Fuji's lips.
Only then Fuji realized that he was standing on his feet with his hands circled around Tezuka's neck, the taller man's on his waist just an inch away from his back, their bodies were clinging to each other.
"Wha... How..." Fuji moved away from Tezuka. He looked at his feet and the window then back to Tezuka.
"As I said, you just need to believe in me." He brushed Fuji's cheek with his thumb and Fuji couldn't help but to blush.
"It...it's just a coincidence, but thank you anyway." He crossed his arms.
"Hn.. Perhaps next time we can utilize the small room for another more interesting activity." He put his left hand on his pocket, looking handsome and relax.
Fuji stepped aside and started to walk away, "You must be crazy to think that I will go there with you, I—" Tezuka pulled him back to his embrace and kissed Fuji senselessly once again, this time Fuji melt wholly in his arms.
"I prefer kissing these lips than leaving it unused." Tezuka said.
"Unfortunately, I prefer to use it to talk than—" Tezuka grabbed Fuji's hands, locking them in one hand easily while the other holding Fuji's head securely anddipped down again giving a sensuous open mouthed kiss to the smaller man. "Wait—" a kiss, "You—" another kiss involved bitting and tugging, "You can't—" and another long breath taking kiss until Fuji was too dazed to talk.
"You...are..an evil." licked his glistening lips weakly, Tezuka smirked. Fuji pouted how he was losing his breath while Tezuka looked so calm and composed after those kisses.
"Don't even think that you have won. I don't like you." Fuji leaned on Tezuka's chest and grabbed his body fitted coat desperately. Tezuka kissed Fuji's temple and circled his arms around Fuji's torso, "Ah.. I never surrender to get what I want." He tucked Fuji's head under his chin, hugging him tightly.
Fuji smiled shyly in Tezuka's arm, "Glad to know that. I will see the moment when you lose one day." He teased.
"I play only to win." He hummed. "Moreover, I love to change your mind."
Fuji shivered in anticipation of what Tezuka would do to change his mind.
Tezuka started to walk with Fuji on his side, his hand circled on Fuji's waist protectively. "Now, let's continue our conversation at the cafe that day, shall we?"
Fuji couldn't help but to worry whether Tezuka was saying the truth or merely jesting.
He had only one way to find out.
Okay, so this is the second chapter which I never thought I would ever write but I did anyway and honestly I love it! Very much! Thanks for reading! Give me your love a.k.a your reviews too, okay?!