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Only You, Only Me

Kawamura took the crate from Fuji
and smiled at him briefly before stacking it atop the others behind the
bar.

�I think that�s the last of them.� He said, nodding as he surveyed the
vicinity. Fuji
smiled, his expression serene and mild even after the
emotional upset he�d been dealt earlier that day.

�It�s hard to believe this is the same room that Momo and Kikumaru had dinner in not even an hour ago.�

Kawamura laughed, rubbing the back of his neck as he
straightened, stretching out the muscles in his back. �True.
But I like to look at this way:
how much fun would dinner actually be without Momo-chan
and Kikumaru?�

Fuji
nodded. �Agreed. It wouldn�t be the same without them.�

Kawamura was silent, taking a moment to really look at Fuji. Not too shy, just this once, to let his gaze
linger where it would. �Shuusuke?� He murmured, voice gone soft the way it was
wont to do when they were alone.

Fuji turned his
body only barely, just enough to face Kawamura.
�Yes, Takashi?�

Kawamura reached out, hesitant when he grazed the tips of Fuji�s
fingertips with his own, becoming bold enough to lean into Fuji
when the smaller boy twined their fingers together. �Thank you for staying to help. You shouldn�t have, you know. You should be resting your knee.�

Fuji shook his
head, taking a step toward Kawamura, not releasing his hand. �I�m fine, Taka-san. I told you that on the way back from the hospital, didn�t I?�
His eyes, when he glanced up, flashed mischievously and Kawamura felt
his heart skip a beat.

�Ah�yes. You
did.� He paused, lips curling into a
playful smile. �Fujiko.�

Fuji rested his
other hand on Kawamura�s broad shoulder and he leaned into him in a tentative
embrace, his eyes sliding shut when the taller boy�s arm slipped around his
waist to hold him gently.

�I was scared for you today.� He admitted, voice
tinged with reluctant shame.

Fuji rubbed his
cheek against Kawamura�s soft sweater and tightened his grip on the taller
boy�s hand. �You never let on.�

Kawamura felt his face go hot and he prayed that Fuji
would not look up to catch him blushing � again. �I wouldn�t have embarrassed you that way.�

�And yet you insisted on accompanying me to the hospital and
you made very convenient excuses as to why no one else could come.�

Kawamura only blushed more at Fuji�s
light amusement. �Well�ah�I couldn�t be
sure that you�d be taken care of the way you should be.�

Releasing his hold on Kawamura�s fingers, Fuji
slipped both arms around his friend�s waist and smiled softly when Kawamura�s
strong arms went loosely, instinctively, around his shoulders.

�You always take care of me, Takashi.� He murmured, speaking more to himself than to
his friend.

Kawamura lifted one hand to stroke Fuji�s
hair tenderly. He loved touching Shuusuke�s hair � it was the softest, silkiest texture he�d
ever experienced. �I always will. No matter what.�

A long silence stretched between them and then he spoke
again, voice low and hesitant. �If he�d
hurt you, Shuusuke.
Really hurt you��

Fuji nodded,
palms smoothing over the back of Kawamura�s sweater. �I know.
I hope you�re never in that situation, Takashi. You�re too good to dirty yourself with
someone like Kirihara.�

Kawamura blinked, surprised.
He�d never heard Fuji speak
ill of anyone before, regardless of the nature of their personality. It said a lot to Kawamura that he did so
now. �I couldn�t imagine you trading
places with Tachibana. I couldn�t let
that go, Shuusuke.
No matter what you say.�

Fuji looked up,
blue eyes solemn. �I didn�t win the
match for Tachibana. But I didn�t let go
until Kirihara tried to hurt him again. Just because he could. That�s when I let go of my self-restraint.�

Let go of. Not lost. The distinction was incredibly obvious to
Kawamura � then and now. �Tachibana was
an inspiration of sorts, I suppose. Or motivation at the very least. He has that ability, I�ve noticed.�

Fuji tipped his
head, considering Kawamura. �Taka. You�re doing
it again.�

There was no reproach in Fuji�s
tone and so his words took Kawamura by surprise � if only because he could not
ascertain the meaning behind them.
�Doing what?�

Fuji lifted one
hand between them to brush his fingertips over Kawamura�s lips. �Second guessing you. Second guessing me.�

Kawamura blinked, surprise and a hint of panic evident in
his wide, soulful eyes. �No�Shuusuke, I��

Fuji smiled,
shaking his head again, just enough of a movement to shift strands of hair over
his eyes. �Takashi. There is � was � nothing between Tachibana
and myself other than friendship and respect.�

Kawamura flushed and this time, it was from more than
embarrassment. He was horrified that Fuji
might think he was that petty � or that insecure. �No, Fujiko.
It never crossed my mind, I swear it.�

Fuji rose on
tiptoes to brush a feathery kiss across Kawamura�s lips. �I believe you, Taka. But you are unsure of me, even now. You�re unsure of yourself, aren�t you?�

Kawamura ducked his head in an attempt to hide his eyes but Fuji
only shook his head and tipped Kawamura�s chin up, forcing him to maintain eye
contact. �It�s unnecessary.�

Kawamura passed his hand between Fuji�s
shoulder blades, needing to feel his solidity, his delicate strength. �It�s just that�you�re so perfect, Shuusuke. You�re
everything that anyone could ever ask for.
I can�t help wondering when you�ll wake up and realize that I�m nothing
but a friend to you.�

Fuji arched one
fine brow. �And you�re so certain that I
will?�

Kawamura shrugged, embarrassed and disheartened for giving
voice to his most dreaded, secret fear.
�One day. When
you fall in love.�

Fuji laughed
silently, slight shoulders shaking.
�But, Takashi�I�ve already fallen in love.�

Kawamura�s eyes widened, even as his heart plummeted. �You have?
When?�

Fuji touched
Kawamura�s face and smiled softly. �When the sun was setting that day. When we kissed. Right here.�

Kawamura parted his lips as though to speak, but no words
were forthcoming. Fuji
smiled sweetly. He loved rendering
Kawamura speechless. Particularly
when he got that look in his eyes.
When finally he found his voice, it was soft, disbelieving. �You mean�me?�

Fuji stood on
tiptoes to kiss the corner of Kawamura�s mouth.
He always tasted good. Like
something exotic but safe. �Only you, Takashi.
It�s been only you for a long time now.�

Kawamura�s expression was still one of stunned disbelief,
but the look in his eyes was one that would follow Fuji
for the rest of his life. He honestly
hadn�t known. He�d spent time with Fuji
and shared moments with Fuji, had
touched, kissed, whispered the sweetest things to Fuji
and had done it all without the certainty of Fuji�s
heart. It made something tough and
unbending in Fuji break down from
the inside out. �I love you, Takashi.�

Kawamura licked his lips, blinked a few times and swallowed
nervously. Fuji Shuusuke
was one of the most caring, most kind-hearted people that Kawamura knew � had
ever known � and still he�d never expected to see this side of the person he�d
been in love with since he was too young to understand what love meant. �I�Fuji��

Fuji smiled, sweet face open and eyes suspiciously bright. �You don�t have to say anything. I just realized that you didn�t know. You didn�t know what you are to me � how
could I let you go on not knowing?�

Kawamura took a deep breath then, hands hot and a little trembly at Fuji�s
back. �No, Shuusuke, please.
Let me say it.� He put a little
space between them, but only long enough to frame Fuji�s
face with his hands. Then he leaned in
to meet Fuji�s gaze directly � this
time there was no trace of hesitation, no trace of bashfulness or
uncertainty. �I never thought you�d love
me back, Shuusuke.
Not in a million years did I think I�d ever get to touch you this
way. I didn�t even let myself think on
it too long, when we started this, because I was scared to death that it wasn�t
nearly as important to you as it was to me.
God, I love you � I guess you�ve always known. I mean, I�ve made no secret of it.� He paused, a quiet laugh escaping him, and he
brushed his thumbs over Fuji�s
cheeks. �You�re the only one I want and,
if you�ll let me say so, the only one I�ll ever
want.�

And so saying, he pulled Fuji
to him, characteristically gentle and sweet, and kissed the smaller boy with a
heat and a passion that he�d kept hidden until now. All the kisses they�d shared, the frenzied,
bashful caresses and touches � they were nothing of the emotion, nothing of the
true, pure feeling that Kawamura shared with Fuji
when he wrapped his arms around his lover and pulled him close.

They kissed � deep, hot, urgent � for long, long moments
until Kawamura pulled back to take in the sight of one Fuji Shuusuke,
speechless for the first time in his life.

He gazed into Fuji�s
eyes, never looking away when he lowered his hands to unfasten the buttons of Fuji�s
shirt. His hands shook and his brows
drew together in concentration and intense focus and Fuji
stood stock still while Kawamura unfastened buttons to spread the black fabric
open, revealing his pale skin. He licked
his lips again and went down on his knees before Fuji,
hands settling at the slighter boy�s waist.

He kissed Fuji�s
belly, his side, the center of his chest, all with a carefulness that bordered
on reverence. Then he rested his cheek
just over Fuji�s heart and wrapped
his arms around his lover�s waist, holding him tight and making no move to do
anything else. �I love you, Shuusuke.� He
whispered again, unable to believe that he had the freedom to do so.

Fuji�s heart had begun to race the moment Kawamura got down
on his knees and now, as he twined his fingers into Kawamura�s hair and stood
above him, seeking support and acceptance as surely as Kawamura was, himself,
he let himself feel all that he�d suspected he felt for quite some time.

Kawamura looked up, that familiar beloved expression giving
nothing of his usual shyness away. �I
want to be with you, Shuusuke. Just you and me and no one
else. I want�I want to touch
you.�

I want to love you.

Fuji lowered
himself to the floor before Kawamura and edged ever closer, until they were
sharing space, sharing breath, sharing the same thoughts. �I want you, too, Takashi. I want��

Kawamura touched two fingertips to Fuji�s
soft mouth, not allowing him to speak the words that Kawamura knew were on the
tip of his tongue. As welcome as they
would be, now was not the time or the place to do what he�d been dreaming of
doing. But he could admit,
finally, that it was what he wanted. He
could admit that he was not afraid to take what Fuji
would offer him.

He heard his Father�s footsteps overhead and knew that their
moment was about to pass. It didn�t
bother him in the slightest, though. Not
now. Not after this.

�Shh. It�ll keep, Fujiko.�

Fuji closed his
eyes and pressed a soft kiss to the pads of Kawamura�s fingers. When he opened them again, he was treated to
the sight of Kawamura�s sweet smile and the knowledge that they finally
understood where they were going.

�Yes. It�ll
keep.� He agreed, reaching between them
to do up his buttons before Kawamura-san walked in on something he might not be
able to easily process.

Fuji stood
first, offering his hand to Kawamura who took it in a firm grasp and hoisted
himself up. He took off his sweater and
offered it to Fuji.

�Come on, Fujiko.
I�ll walk you home.�

Fuji burrowed
into the too-big sweater, pushing up the sleeves to take his partner�s
hand. �Okay.�
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