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An Engaging Situation	By : Akuma Category: Prince of Tennis/Tennis no Ohjisama > General Views: 5060 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Love Cruise

That
Tezuka, how should Fuji
describe him? Nice and handsome were the first words that came to mind when
thinking about the bespectacled boy. Fuji
didn�t know much about him and wasn�t sure of how to find out. He thought about
hiring P.I. as he had done to investigate and then �eliminate� Eiji�s prospective boy friends but thought that the risks
if Tezuka and his family found out were too big.

He
didn�t have much time to get to know his fianc�e better. During the hectic and
hasty preparations of his sister�s wedding, he had met Tezuka
at least once a week. Tezuka Ayana
had kindly offered to help with the wedding preparations and brought her son
along whenever she managed to threaten the poor young man. Unfortunately (or
fortunately) those meetings were brief and offered little privacy because
whenever Fuji tried to speak to Tezuka, their mothers
would giggle and glanced at them in a very girlish manner unfitting for their
age. This caused Tezuka to withdraw and tried to make
himself scarce or invisible by standing in the furthest corner (and failed
horribly at it because if he was so lucky to avoid Fuji and their mothers, he would have to face
gushy maid in honors which would lead him back to Fuji).

So
far Fuji gathered only Tezuka�s three sizes from the time they ordered the suits
for the wedding, Tezuka�s major in college and Tezuka�s seeming-allergy to flowers (Ayana
told him later that Tezuka�s locker was once swarmed
with flowers, lover letters and chocolate on Valentine Day that eventually led
to an ambush by his fan girls after school). And frankly Fuji
didn�t feel like rushing to find out either. He was enjoying peeling of layer
by layer of the enigma (a more romantic version of what he had in mind: onion).
But the temptation to find out instantly about Tezuka�s
dirty secrets came strongly in form of a phone call.

�Moshi moshi.�

�Hello,
Fuji. It�s been a
while.�

�I�m
glad to hear from you again, Inui.�

�There�s
a seventy six percent chance that you would return to Japan before finishing your
study in France.�

�How
big was the chance that I would return because of my sister�s pregnancy?�

Inui
didn�t seem to be surprised at all by the question but then again the dataman was known for his ability to predict about every
little thing that would occur in the future. Fuji
took it as a sign that he needed to raise his eccentricity up another notch. �One point seven.� He said confidently.

Fuji
laughed. His P.I./ex-schoolmate was one of the most interesting and intriguing
individual he had ever encountered. Unfortunately Fuji
was more interested in countering Inui�s data rather than gathering data about
him. �I don�t think you called just to tell me that.�

�No,
I didn�t.� Fuji smiled as he
imagined Inui�s glasses glinted dangerously. �I called to confirm an information I just received recently.�

Fuji
hummed to show that he�s listening. He thought he knew what Inui was going to
ask, after all there was only a few new information could be gathered from him
since his return to Japan
three weeks ago.

�Is
it true that you are currently engaged to the heir of Tezuka
Kuniharu, Tezuka Kunimitsu?�

�Yes.�
Fuji replied calmly.
He wondered how Inui managed to get that data. It seemed like he needed to do a
little investigation of his own. Whoever had leaked that information should
wish that Fuji wouldn�t find them
because he was capable of damaging one�s brain even without the aide of dubious
looking juice.

He
heard the familiar scribbling noise before Inui made his next question. �Is it
true that you two will live together?�

�Yes.�
Fuji answered with a
smile. �Inui?�

�Yes?�

Fuji
allowed his eyes to open slightly as he spoke. He knew that even though Inui
could see him, he was smart enough to recognize the danger ahead. �This
information will stay between us. It is not to be made public. All right?� he
said sweetly. In the entire room people shivered from the sudden drop of
temperature.

The
scribbling paused as Inui hesitated. �Of course.�

�Wonderful.�
Fuji said in
satisfaction and the temperature rose again. He smiled at Yuuta
who threw him a furtive glance. �Now, I�d like to invite you to my sister�s
wedding. Consider this a token for your generous help these past few years.� He
said, referring to the many helps he has given to not
only Fuji, but also his
sister.

�It�s
an honor. I�ll come, thank you.�

�But
before that, there�s something I need you to do.�

�What
is it?�

�Find
anything you can about the Shibuyas and their
company.�

�That�s
your sister�s soon-to-be in laws.�

�Yes.�

Inui
hummed in understanding. �All right. I�ll give you the
report at the wedding, is that all right?�

�Yes,
thank you.�

�Your welcome. Good day, Fuji.�

Fuji
cut off the connection and looked up in time to see a red faced Yuuta yelling at Yumiko. �I�m not going to wear pink!�

�But
Yuuta, it�s the wedding theme. And besides, you�ll
look cute in that color.� Yumiko explained calmly.

�I
don�t want to look cute! It might look okay on Aniki,
but me!�

Finally
Yumiko�s patience snapped as it happened often lately with the combination of
wedding stress and pregnancy. �You are going to wear the pink suit to my
wedding or I�ll make you wear a tutu and make the entrance dance to the altar.�

Good
day, indeed.

*

The
wedding would be held in Fuji�s
cruise ship. Some hundred of close relatives, friends as well as business partner
were invited to the wedding. Along with them there were also crews and workers
that would help to prepare the wedding. It�s a small number considering the
real capacity of the cruise ship.

The
cruise would last five days and the couple�s were scheduled to marry on the
third day. After that they would go to Fuji�s
private island where they would stay for four days before returning to Japan,
leaving the newlyweds for their honeymoon. It was a lengthy event but few dared
to not bide to Fuji-san�s invitation.

On
Tezuka�s case though, he dreaded the event. He
couldn�t help but be nervous to be around Fuji
in front of so many people. Their mothers might suddenly decide to announce
their engagement some time during the trip. Tezuka
had braced himself to jump off the ship if that ever happen. Dealing with the
sharks was much easier than dealing with the situation that would surely ensue
after the announcement.

Just
in case the thought of the engagement drove his sanity away, Tezuka took Oishi (whose family
was officially invited as his father was the vice president of Zeroshiki.co) with him. The young man had proven to be
quite a reliable supporting rock at times of crisis and this was nothing if not
crisis. Tezuka was sure of that when he heard the
room arrangement.

�I
will not sleep with him in the same room.� he said sternly, trying to level
down the death glare he�s sending Yoshiko and Ayana.

�Why not?� Ayana asked with an
innocent smile.

Tezuka glanced at Fuji
for help, but the blue eyed boy seemed to enjoy seeing him being tortured by
these women. Damn. Where was Oishi when he needed
him? Oh, right. He was outside, getting friendly with Fuji�s
friend, Eiji. Damn.

�I�m
not comfortable with it.�

�With what exactly?� Yoshiko piped in with a teasing smile Tezuka had seen several times on Fuji�s
face when he�s teasing Yuuta. �Is there anything
wrong with the room or the bed? I could get you a room with a king sized bed if
you like.� She offered kindly.

Do
you think anyone would notice if Tezuka threw this
woman off board later at night? Tezuka fought the
murderous intent and took a deep breath.

�Tezuka-kun? What do you think?�

Screw
it. That woman�s so dead tonight.

�I
think what Kunimitsu means is that he doesn�t like to
have his privacy disturbed. Ne, Kunimitsu?�
Fuji spoke up and
saved the day (and his mother in this case).

Tezuka stared at Fuji.
Did he just call him by his first name?

�Oh.�
The women�s faces fell as they couldn�t make any argument to that. Tezuka sighed in relief internally.

�I�ll
take the room down the hall instead. No one�s occupying it, right?� Fuji
continued with a calming smile. �That�s all right, ne,
kaa-san, Tezuka-san?�

Soon
Tezuka was alone in his room, unpacking his
luggage. Oishi still hadn�t come around so Tezuka took it that he was still too busy to make friend
with Eiji. Tezuka explored
the suite after he finished unpacking. It was decorated with a lavish and
classic style that somehow still looked homey. It had a warm peach tone that
made Tezuka think of his family. Sun shone through
the glass door leading to the balcony. Tezuka felt
rather bad for driving Fuji
out of this beautiful suite.

So
Tezuka went to Fuji�s
room. He hesitated for a second in front of the door before knocking it. He
didn�t have o wait very long before the door was opened by a young man. Tezuka blinked at him in surprise. Fuji
brought a man to this cruise?

�Is
Fuji here?�

Right
then, Fuji�s voice came from
the bedroom. �Who is it, Taka-san?�

�Come
on in, sir.� Taka-san opened the door wider and gestured for Tezuka to enter. �Please sit down. I will get Fuji-san for
you.�

Tezuka sat down on the couch and have a look around the
room as he waited for Taka-san to get Fuji.
Like his room, this was also a suite. It was decorated with a more modern
touch. Blue, white and green seemed to be the color theme of the suite. There
were several photographs on the wall, mostly of scenery. On a corner, pots of
cacti sat, drenched in the golden sunlight pouring through the glass door
leading to the balcony. Tezuka noted that this room
seemed more personal than his. It seemed to fit Fuji�s
character. He was admiring the room�s d�cor when Fuji
entered the living room.

�Ah, Tezuka. What brought you
here?�

Tezuka waited until the brunette sat down before speaking.
But he was interrupted by the young man who opened he door for him earlier.

�Thank
you for your help, Taka-san. That would be all.� Fuji
said with a smile upon noticing that Tezuka�s
attention was on the person behind him.

�What
would you like to have for lunch?�

�Wasabi sushi will be nice.�

Taka-san
nodded and after bowing to both Fuji
and Tezuka, left the room quietly. Tezuka stared at Fuji
hard even before Taka-san closed the door behind him. Fuji
ignored this and continued to smile at Tezuka. Finally,
Tezuka realized that he wouldn�t speak until Tezuka spoke.

�Who
is he?� Tezuka finally asked with a very neutral tone
that clearly spoke volumes of the emotions swirling within, whether Tezuka admitted it or not.

�He
is Kawamura Takashi, our chef�s son. His father has been working for m family
for a long time. We�re some kind of childhood friends.� Fuji
explained calmly. And then he gestured around the room when Tezuka
didn�t say anything anymore. �Do you like the d�cor?�

�Yes.�

�This
is the room I usually use whenever we use the ship. They have redecorated it
slightly especially for the trip.�

Tezuka looked at one photograph of Paris
at night. It suddenly struck him that Fuji
was the one who took the pictures. �You took these pictures yourself?�

�Yes.
I sent them to nee-chan a couple of years ago. She
loves Paris at night. I
didn�t think she�s use it to decorate this suite.�

�They�re
beautiful.� Tezuka complimented honestly.

�Thank
you. But I don�t think you�re here to check out my room, right?�

�No.
I want to thank you for earlier.�

Fuji
nodded. �That�s all right. I don�t think I�ll be very comfortable sharing a
room with you anyway.� Then he chuckled lightly at the reminiscence. �Our
mothers are very eager to see us together, aren�t they?�

Tezuka grunted softly in agreement. They were far too eager
for his liking actually. A headache formed in his head when he thought of going
through that madness everyday during the cruise. He hoped he�d still be alive
and sane when they finally got home.

�Anyway,
have you take a look a round the place?� At Tezuka�s
wordless negative reply, Fuji
continued. �Then I�ll be delighted to give you a personal tour.�

�Aa. Thank you.� From what he�d
seen the ship seemed to be a magnificent place. He hadn�t had the chance to explore
it (and found a hiding place in when their mothers went on their mad attempt to
make them an item. The broom closet he spot earlier
was unfortunately too small for his built) and a tour would be very
appreciated. Besides, their mothers would probably go easy on them when they
see them together.

�Shall
we go now? It�ll be very hot soon and I�d hate to have more tan.�

*

The
cruise ship, Tezuka thought, have
to be the most luxurious ship ever built. It was a ship meant to indulge the
rich. Fuji had taken him to
a mall (complete with a jewelry store among other things), a casino, and a
movie theatre (that had the collection of over a thousand movie titles). There
was even a small park at the heart of the ship and, much to Tezuka�s
delight, tennis courts. He had a feeling that he would need to play a lot of
tennis to ease his nerves.

When
they stopped at the tennis courts, Fuji
studied Tezuka�s face carefully as he stared tat the
courts longingly. �I heard you play tennis.� Fuji
stated conversationally.

�Aa.�

�You
won several championships in Japan,
too I heard. You must be a great player.� He smiled wider when Tezuka didn�t reply. It seemed like Tezuka�s
modesty impressed him. �I played some tennis myself. Maybe we could play
tomorrow?�

�Of course.� Tezuka agreed graciously.
He paused at the sight of Fuji�s
smile. It seemed more beautiful now when he�s bathed in sunlight and the soft
sea wind caresses his brown hair. Tezuka shook his
head mentally. What was he thinking? The summer heat must�ve messed his brain.
�Where will the wedding take place?�

�It�ll
be in the park and then we�ll move to the hall for the reception. Here, let me
show you.�

Not
much had been done to the spacious room, but from what Tezuka
had seen the wedding theme must be pink. Several items had been put to place
for the wedding. The workers bustled busily to make sure that everything was
set properly for the wedding of the century.

�Nee-chan thinks that white will make her a hypocrite.� Fuji
explained with an amused smile.

Tezuka remained silent as he tried to imagine himself with
Yumiko in a white wedding. She would be hiding behind her smile and he would be
glaring at anyone who dared to congratulate them, he imagined. And then later
that night, they would�. The very idea made Tezuka
shudder.

Then,
he glanced at the person beside him. Fuji
was explaining about the d�cor plan, but Tezuka
wasn�t listening. He replaced Yumiko with Fuji
and added blue into the pure white setting of the imaginary wedding. Fuji
would converse with the guests, giving Tezuka the
moment for himself. And then later that night, they would go to Tezuka�s room and�

�Fuji!�

Tezuka turned to se a bespectacled young man waving
slightly at Fuji. In his hadn he carried a thick file.

�Inui.� Fuji
acknowledged him with a nod. �Excuse me for a moment, Tezuka.�

Tezuka nodded and watched as Fuji
talked to Inui. Inui seemed to keep looking at him, but Tezuka
couldn�t say for sure because his eyes were strangely obscured by his glasses.
He saw Inui hand the file to Fuji
and after exchanging a few more words, left to join a young man with green
bandana waiting on the doorway na
disappeared from view.

�That
was an old friend of mine, Inui Sadaharu. He�s doing
a favor for me.� Fuji said after a
brief silence.

If
the file�s content was meant to be a secret then Fuji
did a very bad job at hiding it. Tezuka could read
the name SHIBUYA written on the file.

�You�re
spying on your sister�s in laws?�

Fuji
hummed, neither denying nor confirming Tezuka�s
opinion. �Nee, Tezuka, would you like to see the
bowling alley?�

What
kind of person Fuji was, spying on
his sister�s in laws like that? Tezuka made a mental
not to behave more carefully when Inui was around. The young man must be some
kind of P.I. or something. Not that he had that many things too hide. He could
only hope that Inui wouldn�t find the stash of magazines that his mother gave
him as a gift for the engagement (and turned him into another shade of red but
he, for some reason couldn�t throw away) very exciting.

*

�Where
were you? Mou, it seemed like lately I have to wait
for you!�

Eiji�s complaint was the greeting Fuji
received when he entered his room. He merely smiled at his best friend. He
didn�t mention anything about how Eiji let himself into
his suite. They were close enough that such thing as intruding each other�s
privacy no longer bothered them as it should.

�Gomen, Eiji. I was just showing Tezuka the ship.�

Eiji�s eyes
widened in interest at the information. �Hoi hoi,
it seemed like you�re hooked, Fuji!�

�Fuji
laughed lightly as a response. �I was just being kind. What about Oishi? You two spent a long time together earlier.�

�Oh,
he�s great, Fuji!� Eiji�s eyes sparkled as he began to talk about his new
acquaintance earnestly. �He loves animals and we talked a lot about our pets.
He actually wants to be a vet but his father forced him to study business. But
he still wants to get a master degree at veterinary. He will make a good vet, nya! He has known Tezuka since
they were little and is here to accompany him. He treated me at the restaurant,
too, nya! He�s so nice to me! And have I mentioned
that his father is the vice president of Zeroshiki
and he was forced to study business though he wants to be a vet?�

Fuji
smiled as he listened to his friend�s (somewhat nonsensical) ranting. It seemed
like Eiji was attracted to Oishi.
Fuji hadn�t had the
chance o know him further but Oishi seemed to be a
decent young man. Surely Tezuka wouldn�t choose a
vile person to be his companion. But still, Fuji
made a mental note to find out about this Oishi.
There was no need for Inui�s help this time, though. His job was done for now. Fuji
glanced discreetly at the file he had so casually put on a table upon enterig as to not draw Eiji�s
attention. Or maybe not. Depending on how well the
data about the Shibuya�s were.

�So
what do you think about Tezuka now?� Eiji asked eagerly.

Fuji
smiled widely as he answered. �Same as yesterday.�

�Come
on, Fuji. You must�ve
known him better now. What do you think about him?�

Fuji
thought about it for a moment. Tezuka was a mystery.
He was hiding behind his stern look just as Fuji
was hiding behind his smile. Their true selves were yet to be uncovered. Tezuka was an unfinished puzzle to him. Fuji
had managed to understand some part of him. He had learned to predict his
thoughts and emotions and was now trying to figure out Tezuka�s
passion. And Fuji had the feeling
that there�s a lot of hot smoldering passion hididng
behind the icy fa�ade.

Then
there�s the handsome face. Being an artist, Fuji
knew beauty when he saw one. Fuji
was right, Tezuka was a marble statue. Made of cold
pale stone, it seemed uninteresting at first, just a mere stone that despite
its value and quality took to much effort to polish and carved into a beautiful
statue. Many settled with admiring its value and outward characteristic, but
few were willing to try hard enough to uncover the beauty lying underneath.
These past few days, Fuji
had seen the glimpses of the figure hidden in the block of rock and there were
more waiting to be discovered by him.

Though
it�s hard, Fuji must admit that
he was interested in Tezuka.

�He�s
an interesting individual.� He said carefully.

�And?�

�And
I think it�s time for lunch. Are you hungry yet, Eiji?�

�Mou, Fujiko!�

*

Tezuka thought that diner would be easy. Fuji
would be with his family and he would be with his. The guests would be busy
with the bride and groom and Tezuka would have a
moment of peace.

He
thought wrong.

First
of all, his family was asked to join the Fujis and Shibuyas. It should�ve been an odd spectacle but everybody
on board knew that their families were very close. Being one�s in laws was the
same a s being the other�s.

And
then Tezuka had to sit next to Fuji
and endured all the teasing from their families. The Shibuyas
had been informed of their situation and apparently found it amusing. Shouri�s brother especially couldn�t help staring at him
all the time. He only stopped when Fuji
pointedly looked at him with his widest and most �disarming� smile that
actually meant doom to whoever he directed it to.

�Fuji-san, how do you do? I�d like to congratulate the
couple.� Said one businessman. �Even Tezuka-san is here!�

�Well,
we�d love them to join the family.� Yoshiko said with a wide smile.

Tezuka choked on his wine and quietly focused his attention
on the steak on his plate. Damn, should he say that?

The
businessman, who hadn�t a clue about the situation, smiled. �Of
course.�

�It�ll
be fun, don�t you think, Tezuka-kun?�

Tezuka tried to answer Yoshiko as politely as possible when
in truth he was trying not to murder her. �Of course.�

�How
is the preparation for the wedding? I saw the hustle in the hall. I hope you
don�t mind that I peeked. I couldn�t help myself. The wedding will surely be
wonderful.� The businessman�s wife said.

�The
preparation is exhausting but I know it just worth it. I can�t wait to do it
again.� Yoshiko said excitedly.

Tezuka stabbed his steak with a fork. It�s too bad that
it�s so smooth. He didn�t get enough gratification for murdering the cow again.

�And
dear, don�t over exert yourself. You don�t want to be too tired for you big
day, do you?�

�It
never occurred to me how tiring it�ll be. But I surely enjoy knowing that it�ll
be a perfect event.� Yumiko said, turning to his fianc�e and squeezed his hand
lightly. �Now I can finally understand why some people just love weddings. I
think it started to grow on me. You should hurry up, ne,
Shuusuke?�

Now
Tezuka could see why that woman in the movie Titanic
(which Tezuka only watched after much persuading from
a heartbroken Oishi� once. Of course there were
legitimate reasons for the other few times he watched the movie again) ran away
and nearly plunged into the ocean. The icy water was a merciful belsisng compared to this. Tezuka
was now tempted to do the same. Well, without the drama, of course. He didn�t
want to be remembered as the young man who ran away (crying in frustration as
he was tempted to do a couple of times) from his family dinner, to jump into
the ocean. He had more dignity that that.

Cooling
his head seemed like a good idea, though. So without minding the hour, son
after dinner, Tezuka went swimming. He had initially
opted to get some company to stop him in case he decided to drown himself in
the swimming pool. But it seemed like Oishi was
currently trying to get better acquainted with (in other words: get into the
pants of�) Eiji. Really, that guy was developing a
lacking sense of responsibility. Tezuka brought him
here to console him and prevent his suicide, not to get laid!

The
cold helped him to escape the stress. When he resurfaced for air he saw a
figure walking toward the swimming pool. Since, he�s not wearing his glasses,
he couldn�t recognize the person so he waited until the stranger came close to
him and spoke.

�Night swimming, Tezuka? You could
catch a cold.� It was Fuji.
He was wearing the white trousers and shirt he wore to dinner. The suit jacket
had been removed. The shirt was only partially buttoned and was pulled out of
his trousers. Tezuka noticed this when Fuji
sat on the ledge of the swimming pool, folded his trousers to uncovered his
legs so that he could dip his legs into the water.

�You
don�t join our family?� Tezuka asked as he swam
closer and leaned on the ledge near Fuji.

Fuji
shook his head. �I don�t like casinos.�

Tezuka hummed in understanding. He remained silent then,
enjoying the sound of waves around them. Unlike what he dreaded conversing
privately with Fuji when there was no
one else around was not uncomfortable. In fact, he quite enjoyed having a silent
companion with him to enjoy the moment.

�I�m
sorry about kaa-san and nee-chan.
They meant no harm, really. They oculd be rather�
teasing at times.� Fuji said softly, not
quite wanting to disrupt the silence. At Tezuka�s
soft grunt, he smiled. �I know they made you uncomfortable. I�ll try to tell
them to be more discreet next time.�

Yes,
please. They�re driving me nuts. Tezuka said
inwardly. Fuji seemed to know
his line of thought and smiled wide. He inhaled the salty air deeply, pulled
his legs out of the water and stood. Tezuka glanced
at him questioningly.

�I
don�t want to disturb you longer. I�ll go to my room.�

Tezuka didn�t know hwy, but he didn�t want to Fuji
to leave so soon. �Would you like to join me?�

Fuji
stopped in mid turn. He looked at Tezuka strangely
but then smiled and shook his head. �No, I�d rather not. As you see, I�m not
dressed for the occasion and I�d rather not disturb your privacy more. Good
night, Tezuka.�

�Good
night.�

With
his impaired vision, Tezuka�s eyes followed Fuji�s
figure until it disappeared. Suddenly the night felt so cold.

^_^

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