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The
Terms of Engagement

Tezuka was completely silent on the way home. He tried to
think of time he had spent with the person who was now his fianc�e and could
barely think of any at all. While he often came to Fuji�s residence due to his parents�
encouragement to get better acquainted with his (now ex) fianc�e and his
(still) soon-to-be in laws, he hardly ever met Fuji
at all. They met quite often as little children. Tezuka
remembered him as a prodigious artist as proven by the paint of Fuji�s
living room�s walls that changed by every visit and Tezuka�s
plain white t-shirt that suddenly became a copy of Monet�s painting.

Two
years after Tezuka�s engagement with Yumiko, Fuji left for Europe to continue his study. Tezuka didn�t see him off. He was still a little
traumatized by the engagement and got a little lightheaded at the sight of his
then nineteen year old fianc�e. He attended Junior High in England, Senior High in Austria, and then studied
art in France.
He last went back to Japan
three years ago and didn�t leave any deep impression other than his smiles and
teasing remarks and the way he almost made Yuuta�s
girlfriend commit suicide that night.

And
now he�s engaged to him?! Gods, being engaged to Yumiko was so much easier.

�What
do you think about him?�

Tezuka glanced at his mother on the passenger side beside
him. She had thought that her son would need maternal support after the shock
therapy and insisted on accompanying him home. Tezuka
frankly thought that what he needed right now was a shrink, but didn�t have the
heart to tell his mother that.

�I
barely know him.� He answered quietly.

�He
seems like a nice young man.� Then she chuckled softly in reminiscence. �Oh, I
remember when you two were just kids you often play together. He would tease
you mercilessly until you gave in and did what he asked. He doesn�t seem to
change much, ne?�

Tezuka hummed in agreement, silently wishing that Ayana would let him mourn his fate in silence.

�You
don�t know much about him, ne?�

Tezuka held back an exasperated sigh, wondering if his
mother ever listened to him at all. �No.�

Ayana hummed thoughtfully. Tezuka
glanced at his mother through the rearview mirror. He had a very bad feeling
about this. He braced himself when his mother�s face brightened suddenly. But
nothing could prepare him for what Ayana was going to
say. �Oh, I know. You two should spend more time together! I�ll ask your father
to buy you a house so that you two could live together! I can�t wait to tell
him this! He will agree!�

Tezuka�s sleek black sedan made a sudden halt, causing the
car behind him to honk its horns loudly. Tezuka
ignored all the noise in favor of staring at his mother incredulously. �What?�
Then, remembering his manner, he changed his tone to a more polite one and
continued to drive. �No. It�s not necessary.�

�You�re
right. What about an apartment?�

�Mother,
I don�t think��

�Your
father would give nothing less than the best. A house it is! I can�t wait to
tell him about the plan!�

Tezuka sighed in resignation. He so hated being right.

*

�Are
you really pregnant?�

�Yes,
I am.�

�Of whose child?�

Yumiko
handed her brother a photograph of a young man. �My
boyfriend�s. His name is Shibuya Shori. We met
at our company�s party.�

�Is
he our employee?�

�No.
His father runs a small company we work with. He�s quite a competent worker,
being made a CEO at young age. He�s younger than me by the way.�

�Are
you sure he�s not just using you?� Fuji
asked as he scrutinized the young man on the picture intently. He was here to
make sure that Yumiko wasn�t lying just to get away from the engagement but his
mission might change if he sensed something funny about his sister�s
�boyfriend�.

�No.
He didn�t even know I�m the president�s daughter until a few weeks ago. He
didn�t treat me more specially. If anything, he freaked out and almost ditched
me in fear of me thinking he�s only using me. Well, he can�t go anywhere now.�
Yumiko said in satisfaction as he stroked her stomach lightly.

Fuji
hummed and returned the picture to his sister. He looked around Yumiko�s
spacious room that was dominated by red and brown colors. The room was
decorated with a style that cross a young girl�s box of memory and a woman�s
love nest. It made Fuji think of
redecorating his room. No changed had been made since he left Japan
eight years ago and he wanted to reflect him more. But something told him that
though he would stay in Japan
for a while, he wouldn�t need to redecorate his room at all.

�How
old is the pregnancy?� He asked Yumiko who was lying on her queen-sized bed.

�About
two months.�

�Have
you told him?�

�Of course. He�s going to come tonight to meet all of us.�

�All
of us?� Fuji�s eyes glinted
mischievously and his smile widened when he heard this.

Right
at this moment, the door opened to let a fuming Fuji Yuuta
in. He stopped short upon seeing the occupants the room.

�What
are you doing here?� He asked pointedly to Fuji.

�Okaerinasai, Yuuta.� Fuji
greeted with a smile, completely ignoring the hostility in Yuuta�s
voice. �I�m here for nee-chan of course.�

At
the mention of her, Yuuta turned to his sister. �Is
it true what I heard that you are��

�Yes,
Yuuta, I�m pregnant.�

Yuuta stared wide-eyed at Yumiko. �Who��

�My boyfriend, Shibuya Shori.�

�Why
don�t you sit down, Yuuta. You look like you�re about
to faint.� Fuji said, patting the
spot on the bed beside him.

Something
had definitely gone wrong with Yuuta because he
obeyed and dazedly sat next to his brother. The smile on Fuji�s
smile grew. �That�s why you called me to come home soon.�

�She�s
two months pregnant. Isn�t it wonderful?� Fuji
beamed, causing Yuuta to squawked and paled slightly.

�What?!�

�Come
to think of it, you haven�t congratulated me yet, Shuusuke.�

�Ah,
you�re right.� Fuji leaned down to
kiss Yumiko�s cheek. �Congratulation, nee-chan.
I know you�ll make a great mother. Aren�t you going to congratulate her too, Yuuta?�

�I�
I��

�Good
news!� Fuji Yoshiko cried as she entered her daughter�s room. She stopped at
the sight of her youngest son. �Oh, okaeri
nasai, Yuuta. Have
you greeted your father?�

Yuuta nodded wordlessly with slacked face, still trying to
comprehend the sudden flow of (over)information. Fuji�s
smiled mischievously upon seeing this.

�What�s
the good news?� Fuji asked, reminding
his mother of what she was going to say. He doubted there was better news than Yuuta�s return home.

�Oh,
right. Tezuka Ayana just
called me. She said that Kuniharu agreed to buy a
house for you and Kunimtsu to live together in.� She
announced excitedly.

�That�s
wonderful!� Yumiko said, clapping her hands together.

�Wait
a second. I thought you said that this is Shiro�s
child?� Yuuta looked at his sister in shocked
bewilderment.

�It�s
Shori, Yuuta.� Yumiko
corrected her brother kindly.

�Yes,
that. And you�re going to live with Tezuka Kunimitsu?!�

�Not
me. Shuusuke is.� Yumiko shook her head with a wide
grin.

�What?�
Yuuta squawked. There must be something wrong with
his ears. Damn those cell phones and their electromagnetic waves.

�Shuusuke is going to live with Kunimitsu.�
Yumiko kindly repeated to her brother.

�What?�
It seemed like the shock had erased a good portion of Yuuta�s
vocabulary. He looked at his brother�s smiling countenance and felt his head
spin.

�Didn�t
your father tell you?� Yoshiko said, blinking innocently as if she hadn�t just
take part in the plot of causing heart attacks to as many people as possible in
a day.

�No,
I just ran up here when I heard that nee-chan��
Apparently some of his vocabulary was still salvaged from the damage.

�Well,
since I�m pregnant Shuusuke is going to take my place
as Kunimitsu�s fianc�e. And, it seems like you are
going to live together now!�

�But,
you�re�� Yuuta stammered incomprehensibly. How could
this be happening? Two men engaged to each other? Not to mention that one of
them was his brother. God, he needed aspirin. A very large
dose of aspirin.

Fuji
smiled teasingly at his brother. �Why, would you like to take my place?�

�No!�
Yuuta cried adamantly. �No way!�

�We�re
going to find the perfect house for you! And by the way, have you gone to
pediatrician? We need to make sure that your baby�s all right. And� Yuuta! Yuuta!�

Too
much information in one day is bad for your health. The theory was proven by
the fainting of Fuji Yuuta.

*

Tezuka used the next day to cool his head and think about
the situation at hand (on ring finger, to be precise). He had felt like
screaming to the heaven the better part of the day, demanding an explanation of
why he was put in this situation. This was solved with a game of tennis but the
next day he nearly got a panic attack when he woke up and caught sight of the
ring on his necklace.

It
was very unusual for him to not go to his classes so Oishi
called him to ask if he was okay. He hated being fussed about and forced
himself to go the next day. He fervently hoped that no one noticed how he
jumped every time the name Fuji
was mentioned. It was by pure and sheer bad luck that his professor as
explaining the effective strategy of FujiFilm. The
poor professor was subjected to many difficult questions and death glares from
the Tezukas heir. He was resorted to dismissing the
class early in fear of being the victim of a homicide.

�Your
fan girls were worried about you yesterday.� Oishi
informed Tezuka as they walked out of the university
building. Being Tezuka�s only known friend, he had
been subjected to a long hour of interrogation from the girls before they
finally realized that he knew nothing more than they did about Tezuka�s absence.

Tezuka let Oishi spoke all he wanted.
His mind wasn�t really in the monologue. He was still in shock from the news he
received two days ago about his new fianc�e. Oishi
was kindly informing Tezuka of Professor Nara�s
lecture yesterday when his best friend suddenly made a halt beside him.

�Tezuka?� He looked at his friend
in question.

Tezuka didn�t seem to hear him. He was looking at a certain
direction ahead of them mutely. His body was visibly tense and the expression
on his face could only be described as horrified. And Tezuka
showing any expression at all was something Oishi had
never seen. He wondered if Tezuka got a virus that
attacked his brain or something. Yes, that must be it.

�Tezuka?� he called out his friend in concern. Had the virus
ruined his control over his limbs and speech also? Oishi
fished for his cell phone to call ambulance. That�s when he realized that Tezuka�s eyes were fixed to a certain point. He followed
his gaze and saw nothing out of ordinary. There�s only Tezuka�s
car� and someone leaning on it. Oishi squinted his eyes to get a better look of the person. The
petite stranger had brown hair and his eyes were obscured by a pair of
sunglasses. His sense of clothing was like nothing Oishi
had ever seen in Japan
though he was clearly Japanese. Suddenly it clicked to Oishi
who the person might be.

�Tezuka, is that your fianc�e?�

Tezuka turned to Oishi sharply
when he heard that. No, he didn�t just hear that. Oishi
didn�t just imply that he knew about his new engagement. No one knew about the
disaster that fell upon him. His ears had only deceived him. Must
be the result of getting hit by a tennis ball in the head yesterday.

Not
realizing Tezuka�s thought, Oishi
grinned sheepishly and confirmed Tezuka�s worst
suspicion. �My father told me.�

Tezuka took a deep calming breath as he felt a severe
headache forming in his head. Yes, it was definitely simpler when he was
engaged to Yumiko. It definitely gave him less headaches.

�He
was under strict order not to tell anyone, though, so you don�t have to be
worried. Anyway, I think he�s waiting for you. You should go to him.�

Tezuka nodded in defeat. �I�ll see you tomorrow.� Then he
walked to the direction of his car. Unease filled him as he neared his
destination. When Fuji noticed him, he
leaned away from the car and smiled to him as he waited for him to stand before
him.

�Hi.�
Fuji greeted him
naturally as if they hadn�t just been announced to be engaged to each other two
days ago. Tezuka envied his ease. He still felt like
demanding the heaven to return his parents� sanity or to wake him up for the
nightmare. Fuji seemed to know
this and smiled sympathetically. �Do you have other class after this?�

�No.�

�Then
could we go somewhere? I�d like to talk to you.�

Unable
to refuse, Tezuka unlocked the car and climbed into
the driver side. Once Fuji
had gotten seated and put on the seatbelt, he asked, �Where do you want to go?�

�I�ve
heard of a nice place. I�ll direct you there.�

They
spent the ride in silence, broken occasionally when Fuji
spoke to give direction. Soon they arrived in an exclusive caf� downtown. The
caf� was thankfully quiet at the time they arrived but still they took the
seats on the corner, not wanting to be seen or heard.

�I
believe this is our first real conversation since three years ago.� Fuji
started the conversation after giving his order to the waitress who couldn�t
help drooling at the sight of the two gorgeous young men.

�Aa.�

�Maa� You should speak more, Tezuka-kun.
I�m not a very good mind reader, you know.� Fuji
joked.

Tezuka sighed softly. �I�m not very comfortable with our
situation.� He admitted.

Fuji
nodded in understanding. �I know. That�s exactly what I want to talk about.�

Hope
bubbled up in Tezuka but he quenched it down. He
waited for his companion to talk but Fuji
was suddenly more interested to the mural on the wall than the conversation.

�What
do you study in college?� The blue eyed boy asked suddenly.

�Business.� Tezuka replied. If he
was surprised or annoyed by the sudden turn of conversation, he didn�t let it
show in his voice.

�Do
you like it?� Fuji looked at Tezuka in curiosity, tilting his head cutely to one side. Tezuka blinked. No, he did not just think of Fuji
as cute. It was the stress eating at his brain. He didn�t think that Fuji
was cute at all.

Good
looking, maybe.

�It�s
convenient for the future.� Tezuka said neutrally,
carefully avoiding Fuji�s eyes.

�So
you don�t like it.� Fuji pointed out,
smiling.

�I
don�t like it, but I don�t dislike it either.� It is simply a must, he added in
his head.

�It
is simply a must.� Fuji echoed thevoice in Tezuka�s head.

Tezuka blinked n surprise. How did Fuji
know what he was thinking?

Fuji
continued to smile innocently, this time not realizing Tezuka�s
line of thought, or deciding to ignore it. �And since you study business you
must understand that our fathers� companies� partnership is important, ne?�

Tezuka nodded in resignation. He knew what Fuji
was trying to say. There was nothing they could do with their situation.

�We
can�t call off this engagement.� Fuji
said, turning his hand so that the back of his right hand was visible. That�s
when Tezuka noticed that he�s wearing Yumiko�s ring. Tezuka�s own ring burnt his chest when he saw its twin.
�It�s important that we maintain this.�

�I
know.� Tezuka said quietly.

�Do
you ever think about getting married, Tezuka?� Fuji
asked abruptly. Tezuka was starting to wonder about Fuji�s
habit of suddenly changing the topic.

�Yes,
I have.� How could he not when it showed up in his nightmares every other day?

�Do
you think we would ever get married?�

Tezuka looked at the person before him in discomfort.
Thinking about marriages and Fuji
in the same sentence tended to make his head throbbed madly. And this time it
felt like it�s going to explode. Getting married to Fuji Shuusuke?
Oh, God. �I don�t know.�

Fuji
smiled wider. �I don�t know either. But I think this engagement will change
little things in our lives.�

Tezuka frowned. Two men were engaged and would probably get
married within a couple of years or even months (God, make that decades,
please). Was that not live-changing enough?

�I�m
sure you�ve heard of our mothers� plan for us to live together.�

Tezuka nodded. He remembered how his other had excitedly
told him about how she had found the perfect house (�It
has swimming pool, Jacuzzi, sauna, and a lot of bedrooms�).

Fuji
leaned forward slightly, revealing his blue eyes slightly. Tezuka
felt his heart skipped a beat but ignored it yet again. �You know, Tezuka, I think that�ll be as far as we would go.�

�What
do you mean?�

�Your
parents will want grandchildren. If we�re married or even engaged, that will be
impossible. We will only have to live together until our parents grow tired of
their little matchmaking scheme. And then�� Fuji
leaned back onto his chair with a satisfied smile. �We could go on our own
ways.�

�But what about the partnership?�

�I�m
sure you�ll come up with something that will benefit us all.�

Tezuka considered Fuji�s
plan. It�s so full of probability. What if their parents wouldn�t change their
minds? What if they still wanted them to get married? But it�s still the best
plan they have though it sounds more like ground rules to Tezuka.

�All right.� Tezuka agreed
reluctantly.

�Good.
For now I suggest we should get better acquainted.�

�Better
acquainted?�

�If
we�re going to be stuck together, we should.� He waited until the waitress who
delivered their drinks left before speaking again. �Anyway, nee-chan is going to get married in a month.�

�So soon?� Tezuka raised an
eyebrow.

�Her
boyfriend, a guy named Shibuya Shori came for dinner
last night and asked to marry her. His parents will come to discuss the wedding
tonight.�

Wedding. It could�ve been his own with
Yumiko. But Tezuka imagined that if they did end up
together, their mothers would make it a wedding to remember, the greatest party
in the history of Japan.
He cold imagined the headline of National newspapers: Tezuka
and Fuji heirs to wed in
wedding of the century after being engaged since ten. Tezuka
shuddered. That was something he didn�t one anyone to know about.

Acros from him, Fuji
stared at him and smiled sweetly. And for some unknown reason, Tezuka felt butterfly in his stomach.

*

The
first thing that greeted Fuji
when he opened the door to his bedroom was a very, very loud squeal.

�Fujiko!�

And
then Fuji found himself
with an armful of a redheaded boy. He hid his surprise well and tried to peel
the redhead off him.

�Hello to you too, Eiji. It�s been
a while, ne?�

The
redhead, Eiji Kikumaru, was
Fuji�s childhood
friend. He had come along with Fuji
to England
to continue their studies. But when Fuji
was going to move to Austria,
he was asked to return to Japan.
Though they had less time together after that, they were still communicating
and remained close.

�I
miss you, nya!�

�I
miss you, too.� Fuji said as he closed
the door and pulled Eiji to the couches near the
windows. �Have you been waiting for long?� He asked, noticing two glasses of
strawberry milkshake on the coffee table.

�I�ve
been waiting for you for an hour! Mou, where were
you?� Eiji complained.

�Gomen, Eiji. But I just had to
meet someone.� He apologized smoothly.

Eiji pouted but immediately brightened when he remembered
something. �Ne, ne, Fuji,
what is this news I heard about you being engaged? To Tezuka
Kunimitsu, no less!�

�How
did you know?� Fuji asked, not
denying the accusation.

�Your
sister told me, nya! She was here until a while ago
when her boyfriends called.�

�Sou ka. Well, it�s true.�

�Really?� Eiji asked, wide-eyed.

Fuji
nodded calmly. �Nee-chan is pregnant and I have to
replace her as Kunimitsu�s fianc�e.�

�Have
you met him? Was he the person you met just now? Are you already dating? How
did he react to this? Do you like him? Tell me, nya!�
Eiji asked excitedly.

�Maa� That�s a lot of questions, Eiji.�
Fuji laughed.
�Yes, we�ve met. Yes, he was the person I met just now. No, it wasn�t a date.
He isn�t too pleased with our situation but is unable to do anything about it.
And� do I like him? Saa��

�Come
on! You must feel something for him! If it�s not like then it�s
dislike. Which one is it?� Eiji pressed on.

�He�s
a nice person. He never changes from three years ago. What I feel for him
doesn�t change from three years ago.�

�And
what was that?� Eiji asked eagerly.

�Indifferent.�
Fuji said with a wide
smile.

Eiji groaned. �Aw, come on. There
must be something, nya!�

�But
there�s nothing. Eiji would you like some drink?�

Eiji pouted but let Fuji
pick up the phone and order the butler to bring some drink for them.
�Strawberry smoothie and jalapeno juice, please. Thank you.� He shuddered but
quickly shook the feeling off. He�s been Fuji�s
friend for years so his weird taste in food doesn�t surprise him anymore though
still made him a little sick. Thank god Fuji
didn�t study culinary. He couldn�t imagine what world will become if Fuji Shuusuke ruled over the culinary world.

�Then
tell me about your meeting today!�

�I
came to his college, asked him to come with me to talk. We discussed our
situation and decided that little could be done to it. We talked some more and
then we parted ways.�

�So
you�re not, in any way, attracted to him?� Eiji
asked with a mischievous grin.

Fuji
shook his head. �I�m not gay.�

�But
you can�t be straight either.�

�What
makes you think so?�

�Well,
you�ve never had any girlfriends.� Eiji pointed out
the overlooked fact. And it�s true that during the three years they spent in
England Fuji had never had any girlfriends, or boyfriend in that matter. He
never mentioned anything in his emails to Eiji after
the redhead returned to Japan either. Eiji couldn�t
comprehend why Fuji never picked any
lover. He himself had never had any for some mysterious reason. His potential
boyfriends usually suddenly contracted an Eiji-phobia
and avoided him after a while.

�I
don�t count on flings.� Fuji
replied breezily. He never picked any lover because they usually bore them on
the first date. His longest running �relationship� was with an uprising artist
he met at Louvre a year ago. It last four days before
Fuji decided that he
didn't like the artist style and left him.

He
was reputed to be a playboy, he knew. But that didn�t stop people, male and
female alike, to throw themselves at his feet. It�s
never the other way around. He was difficult to impress. His interest on other
people never last long enough and was never strong enough. Fuji
had resolved to never have any serious lover before he found someone who could
keep him interested all the time.

�It
took more than a handsome face to make me gay.�

�So
you do think he�s handsome.� Eiji teased.

�Of course. Everyone would agree that he is. But as I say,
it�s not enough.�

�You
said he�s handsome and nice. What else do you want, nya?�

Fuji
tilted his head to one side thoughtfully. �Saa� I
want him to be more human, I guess. He�s more like a marble statue to me.�

Eiji pondered this for a while. Well, the Tezuka Kunimitsu that he knew did
resemble a marble statue. He�d been like that for ever since Eiji knew about him. Eiji
wondered if that�s Fuji�s way to say that
he wouldn�t ever love Tezuka.

His
musing was cut short as the butler came with their drinks. Well, now he had
more urgent matter to attend to than Fuji�s
recent engagement. He eyed his strawberry smoothie hungrily. Fuji
would have to wait.

^_^

A/N: *sigh* it�s not as good as the first chapter. I�ll try
to get my muse back and edit this later but for now we�re all stuck with this.
Does anyone still want to read the next chapter of this? Thanks to all who has
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