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A/N: This chapter is rather poorly edited because I�m still
sleepy from the lack of rest these past couple of days. But what the hell, I�ll
do anything for Tezuka. So Happy Birthday Tezuka-Buchou!!

Patience, the Final Chapter

Fuji returned to practice
the next day but the only thing he said to his captain was �good morning�. The
tensai busied himself running laps and playing against random opponents, never
once sparing a glance at Tezuka. It hurt Tezuka to see this. Not being able to
see and talk to Fuji was one thing, but to have Fuji nearby and unable to
talk to him was completely different. It hurt him more this way.

His
teammates who had witnessed yesterday�s event decided to behave themselves.
There were few incidents, mostly between Momoshiro and Kaido. But a glance at
their suffering captain and they immediately walked away from each other,
murmuring about how practicing was more important than dealing with the other.

It
was supposed to be a perfect day to practice, but Tezuka couldn�t bring himself
to focus on the training menu. His heart was slowly breaking inside as Fuji avoided him and he couldn�t think of anything but to
embrace Fuji
and ask him to return to him.

He
tried to do as Fuji
said. He thought of their relationship and the mistakes he had made. He had
thought hard but just couldn�t find the mistake in trying to claim what was
his. He found no mistake in trying to keep Fuji all to himself. Maybe his methods were
wrong but the motivation behind it was only right. Couldn�t Fuji see that?

She�s out of my life

She�s out of my life

And I don�t know
whether to laugh or cry

I don�t know whether
to live or die

And it cuts like a
knife

She�s out of my life

But
days passed and it seemed like Fuji
didn�t realize it. Their brief meeting in hallways and practices passed without
so much as a glance from the slender brunette. Tezuka spent more time brooding
in his room than he could remember doing in his life. He brushed off anyone�s
attempt to cheer him up. The only thing he needed was Fuji. He felt like a fool whenever he
deliberately passed Fuji�s
classroom jus to catch a glimpse of him. There were moments when Tezuka just
wanted to go to Fuji
and hold him in his arms never to let go again.

One
day Tezuka looked at the calendar and realized that it�s been two weeks since
the meeting at the restaurant. Two very lonely and cold weeks had passed and
just in two days was his birthday, the day he and Fuji had been anxiously waiting for. Now that
it�s only around the corner but Fuji
wasn�t here with him to welcome the long-awaited moment of his 17^th
birthday.

It�s out of my hands

It�s out of my hands

To think for two
years she was here

And I took her for
granted I was so cavalier

Now the way that it stands

She�s out of my
hands

The
walk home had been painful that day. Last year he had Fuji walking home with him. Last year he
could hold Fuji�s
cold hand in his and warmed it with kisses. Last year he told Fuji that they only need to wait another
year. Now, Tezuka thought as he looked at the cold empty spot beside him, he
had nothing.

�Tadaima.�
He called out softly when he arrived home. Just as he took off his shoes, his
sharp eyes caught something. Another pair of sneakers. A familiar pair of
sneakers. �Fuji.�
He murmured disbelievingly to himself. Quickly he took off his shoes and went
to search his lover. It didn�t take long for him to find him in the kitchen.

�Okaerinasai, Kunimitsu. Look who�s here!�
Tezuka Ayana said when she saw her son standing in the doorway leading
to the kitchen. �I was worried about you. Shuusuke has arrived an hour ago but
still hasn�t arrived home.�

�He
must have some school works to do. He is a very busy person.� Said a pleasantly
smiling Fuji.

Tezuka
could say nothing. He could only stare at Fuji
with a half disbelieving expression. Fuji
was here, in his house, smiling as if nothing ever happened. He felt a surge of
relief washed through him. Did this mean he had been forgiven?

Realizing
the awkward atmosphere, Tezuka Ayana immediately rescued herself from the
place. �I have to shop for dinner. I�ll leave you boys, okay? Bye.�

The
silence last a few minutes. When finally Tezuka found his voice, it�s laced heavily
with hurt and longing. �You came.�

Fuji smiled. �Aa. I wanted
to help your mother prepare your birthday party.�

��

�Of
course I don�t come here only for her.� Fuji
smiled seductively. �But also for her son.�

�Shuusuke.�

Tezuka
walked toward Fuji
dreamily. When he was right in front of Fuji, he
put his hands on the counter on either side of Fuji�s hips, trapping him there. He wouldn�t
let him escape anymore.

�Shuusuke��
he whispered.

�I
miss you, Kunimitsu.�

�Uh,
sorry, boys, I forgot something.�

Tezuka
automatically took a step back when he heard his mother�s voice. He nodded
vaguely when his mother took something form the kitchen table while smiling
apologetically. When Ayana shouted her goodbye and closed the door behind her,
Tezuka turned to his lover once again. Fuji
had used the chance when Tezuka back off to slip away and was now facing away
from Tezuka.

�Tell
me, Kunimitsu, are you ashamed of me?�

�No.�
Tezuka shook his head. How could he be? Fuji
was the most wonderful lover anyone could ever ask for. He was the most
wonderful person in Tezuka�s world. How could Tezuka be ashamed of him? If
anything he�s the one who should ask if Fuji
was ashamed of him.

�Really?
Because sometimes I think you are.� Fuji
finally turned to face Tezuka. Tezuka�s heart sank when he saw the
disappointment in Fuji�s
eyes.

�That
was my mother��

That
was someone who acknowledges and approves our relationship. I can understand
why you don�t want to show your affection in general public. �m not
unreasonable. I know what could happen.� Fuji�s
voice gradually quieted as he spoke but this was what Tezuka feared the most.
As they matured, Fuji
had left his childish tantrum to show his anger and turned to something more
frightening; silent and cold rage. Tezuka was rarely subjected to it and in the
rare times he was, it never last too long and was never this intense. Fuji�s eyes were screaming
anger, sadness and disappointment. Tezuka could only listen in silence as Fuji�s voice grew even
softer to contrast the burning anger he must�ve felt. �I understand why you
refuse to show you feeling to me in public, at school. But sometimes when you
just pushed me away or refuse to touch me like just now, I wonder if you really
like me.�

Tezuka�s
eyes widened slightly but them narrowed again. �You know me. You choose me.�
He said lowly, menacingly. How could Fuji doubt
his feeling for him especially because of the lack of show of affection,
something Fuji
should�ve understood from the very start. Tezuka wasn�t the kind of person who
would show his feelings openly. He was a very private person who preferred to
show his feeling to the object privately. Fuji
should�ve known that, understood that.

�And
oemtimes I wonder if you�re gong out twith me just because you didn�t know how
to reject me two years ago.�

Tezuka
didn�t bother to waste his breath to answer. He sent one of his glares that
conveyed annoyance and rage. Hadn�t he proved his affection by succumbing to Fuji�s wishes? Hadn�t he
tried hard enough to appease Fuji?
Why was he never enough for Fuji?

Fuji seemed to read his
mind. �If I didn�t initiate anything you probably woldnt even glance at me,
right? And if I didn�t�� Fuji
stopped, exhaled loudly and turned his back to him. �I know you�re not a man of
many words and that there are things better expressed without word. But I�m
just a normal lover with my own doubts.� Fuji
paused slightly. �Yet for two years there hasn�t been any word, hasn�t been
anything.�

Tezuka
knew he should�ve sympathized. He knew he should�ve understood. He knew he
should�ve tried to assure his lover. But the thought that Fuji still doubted him after everything he
did, every effort he made, every sacrifices and every heartaches he felt
angered him. �Nothing?� Tezuka breathed out angrily.

There
was no need for words. Tezuka merely had to glare at Fuji�s
back and he knew that Fuji
understood what he didn�t say.

All
this time Tezuka had complied with most of Fuji�s wishes. Fuji wanted to go to the new mall, he�d go with
him. Fuji
wanted to make out in the park, he�d do it. With Fuji he had crossed almost every boundary he
had set on himself. He had conflicted with not only himself but also other
people for Fuji.
He�d done everything in his power to stay with Fuji. Why weren�t they enough? Why was he
never enough for Fuji?

�You
know it�s not true.� He spat out lowly.

�If
you could find the right words then, would you reject me, Tezuka?� Fuji asked, not listening
to Tezuka. Anger layered his soft voice.

�Why
do you keep doubting me?�

�Because
I think I�m the only one making any effort to keep this relationship!� Finally Fuji lost it, yelling just
loud enough to startle Tezuka. �And I�m tired Tezuka. I�m tired of convincing
myself, assuring myself, comforting myself all the time!�

So I�ve learned that
love�s not possession

And I�ve learned that
love won�t wait

Now I�ve learned that
love needs expression

But I learned too
late and�

�Don�t
you think I have my share of this tiredness, too?� Tezuka asked angrily. �Do
you ever consider my feeling when you �convince� yourself of my loyalty? Do you
ever bother to ask?�

He
knew that Fuji
was shocked by this revelation. He never thought that Tezuka would mind his
actions. Tezuka always surrender in the end and he saw it only as a sign of
affection, not wariness. It wasn�t entirely true but sometimes Tezuka felt so
wary and tired of playing along with his lover. He loved Fuji. He would do anything for him. But
conflicting against himself could be tiring and it seemed like Fuji never cared.

Tezuka
clenched his jaw and left the kitchen to the living room. There, he sat on an
armchair, trying to calm his anger by breathing deeply and slowly. It was their
first major fight and he didn�t know how to handle it. They had spilled out
their hidden discontent but he didn�t know what to do about it.

After
a while, Fuji
followed him to the living room. Tezuka resolved not to look at him and closed
his eyes. He could hear the rustling of clothes when Fuji came to stand before him. There was a
long moment of silence before Tezuka felt a weight on his knee. Surprised, he
opened his eyes and saw Fuji sitting on the floor, placing his hand on Tezuka�s
left knee and rest his head on the back of his palm. He said nothing and Tezuka
couldn�t see his face to judge his feeling, but the submission in his pose
stirred his heart. Tezuka realized no matter how bad they fought he was still
in love with Fuji.
He never stopped lovng him for even a second.

She�s out of my life

She�s out of my life

Damned indecision and cursed pride

Kept my love for her locked deep inside

And it cuts like a knife

She�s out of my life

The
captain placed his left hand on Fuji�s
head, gently caressing the soft tresses. The anger lingered but the gesture
clamed them both. They spent some moment in silence, thinking, apologizing, and
forgiving. And then Fuji
lifted his head and looked at him.

�We�ve
made our mistakes.� He concluded softly. �And I want us to fix it. I want to
make this relationship work.�

Tezuka
couldn�t agree more. �Aa.� He nodded.

�I�m
sorry.�

�Me,
too.�

Fuji smiled and pushed
himself up to kiss Tezuka softly. The he straddled Tezuka�s lap and snuggled
close to him entirely not for physical gratification. Tezuka found himself
smiling as he stroke Fuji�s back comfortingly
and buried his face in Fuji�s
hair, inhaling the sweet scent he longed for.

�Shuusuke,
I��

�Shh��
Fuji
interrupted him by placing a finger on his lips. �You might have broken your
own promise, but I won�t let you do it again. Let�s wait.�

Tezuka
nodded, removed Fuji�s
finger from his lips and kissed his forehead. �I do mean what I said the other
day.�

�I
know. I know.�

Tezuka
decided that the fight worth the while when their lips met again. He liked the
sweetness, the apology and the understanding in that kiss. Perhaps people were
right when they said that make up sex is the hottest and the sweetest. Tezuka
didn�t know and despite wanting to know decide to grant his lover�s wish and
wait.

�Now
why don�t you help me prepare your birthday party?� Fuji said after breaking the lingering kiss.

�Should
there be a party?� Tezuka asked warily.

�Why,
yes. It�s not everyday that you turn seventeen.� Fuji answered while lightly caressing
Tezuka�s slightly puffy lips with his thumb.

�I�m
not a kid anymore.�

�It�s
not going to be that kind of party. No balloons and clowns for you. Just your
family and our friends.�

�That�s
a lot of people.�

�You�re
used to deal with more people at school anyway. It�s just you, me, your
parents, grandfather, Seigaku regulars from our junior high school days, Atobe
and Tachibana.�

Tezuka
flinched at the mention of Atobe. Fuji
noted this and quickly asked. �Yo don�t want Atobe to come? I thought the two
of you are already on better terms.�

Tezuka
didn�t answer that and Fuji,
having known Tezuka for many years, recognized this as a sign of Tezuka�s
displeasure. �We could not invite him if you want. But�� Fuji bit his lips.

The
previous anger bubbled up again. But this time, along with it was guilt. He had
deprived Fuji
of affections and assurance of his love for him. He was sure that Fuji knew that he loved
him, but knowledge alone didn�t help to erase his insecurity. Perhaps he should
do as Fuji
asked and showed to the world what he felt for him. It would be a good
opportunity to put Atobe in his place by showing that this beautiful boy
belonged to him.

�If
you don�t want then I suppose it�s all right. It�s your birthday after all. You
can invite anyone you want.�

Tezuka
silence his lover with a gentle kiss. �No. It�s all right. I�m just surprised
that you invite him.�

Fuji smiled in relief.
�You two seemed to get along well lately. So I thought maybe you�d like to have
him for the special day.�

Tezuka
hummed and embraced Fuji
tighter. Inwardly he promised himself that on that day he would claim Fuji thoroughly so that no one in the whole world, not
even the monkey king himself could even hope to take Fuji away from him. No one. Not ever.

*

The
next day moved smoothly for Tezuka. Fuji
was back as his usual self. They had lunch together and Fuji had been an irremovable presence by his
side during practice. Yet something between them had changed. There was an
understanding that hadn�t been there previously. Fuji
was careful not to push his captain too much in front of others and Tezuka made
sure to show Fuji
his affection whenever he could.

When
they walked together to Tezuka�s house later in the evening, Tezuka held Fuji�s hand. Every
glances, smiles and touches had meaning now. Tonight they would cross the last
line in their relationship.

His
father and grandfather were home when they arrived home. At first Tezuka was
worried that they would treat Fuji
unkindly or worse, got angry. But a glance at Tezuka�s content face and his entwining
hands with Fuji�s,
they hearts seemed to melt. They were startlingly civil to Fuji
that evening, something which Tezuka and Fuji
were incredibly grateful and relieved for.

No
one voiced objection when Tezuka asked Fuji
to spend the night in his house. It was a sensible offer anyway, since when Fuji had done helping
Tezuka�s mother it was already very late. Though for Tezuka�s father and
grandfather�s sanity, Fuji
had asked to sleep in the guestroom. Not that it would make much difference
since the guestroom was right in front of Tezuka�s room.

So
as predicted, after himself and chatting with Tezuka�s family, the bed Fuji climbed into wasn�t
the one in the guestroom but in Tezuka�s room. Thankfully at that time, it was
already over 11 p.m. so no one witnessed Fuji
sneak into Tezuka�s room instead of the guestroom.

When
Tezuka brushed his teeth and changed into pajamas in the bathroom he had half
expected to find Fuji
waiting for him on his bed with his birthday suit. He was rather (pleasantly)
surprised when he found Fuji still decently
clothed (by Fuji�s
standard) waiting for him expectantly (on his bed). Tezuka swallowed, knowing
that Fuji would
make this the longest half an hour in his life.

�You
smelled nice.� Tezuka said, nuzzling Fuji�s
neck as he climbed into his bed.

�Like
apple pie, you mean.� Fuji
replied, arching his neck to give his lover better access to the area. He had
helped Tezuka�s mother baked apple pie for Tezuka�s birthday tomorrow and even
though he had bathed afterward Tezuka could still detect the faint scent of his
favorite treat on his lover. The sweet and spicy scent made him hungry, and not
necessarily for food. Realizing this, Fuji
pushed Tezuka slightly. �Ne, wait. Look at the time.�

Tezuka
gave up the treat with a final light nip on Fuji�s jugular. �You didn�t exactly help.� He
said meekly as he settled beside Fuji.

�Oh?�
Fuji faked
innocence. The boy was wearing a very thin t-shirt and cotton trouser. Tezuka knew
without having to ask that Fuji
was wearing nothing underneath. He did run a hand down Fuji�s
waist and hip to assure that fact though causing Fuji to purr in response and arch into his
touch.

�You
should�ve slept in the guestroom.� Tezuka tried to be sensible despite his
almost uncontrollable desire to make love to Fuji as soon as possible.

�But
I want to be the first to wish you a happy birthday.� Fuji said with a cute pout. �Let me stay here
for a while, ne? I promise I�ll try to behave.�

Tezuka
didn�t miss the word �try� in Fuji�s
sentence but he didn�t mind too much. After all, soon he would turn seventeen
as the date turned to the date he had been waiting for. Tezuka settled on the
headboard and allowed Fuji
to snuggle up to him.

�The
party will be great.� Fuji
said.

�I
still think there are too many people invited.� Tezuka complained, wrapping his
arms around Fuji�s
shoulder.

�No,
there aren�t. Your mother had wanted to invite every school we�ve played
against. That�s a lot more people.�

Tezuka
winced slightly at the thought of having tens of teenagers swarming his house.
Having his teammates is more than enough. They were already capable of creating
havoc without the help of their rivals, friends, and brother-snatcher (for Fuji�s part).

�Be
careful of Atobe, though. He might bring his fan girls with him.� Fuji teased Tezuka
lightly.

As
he always did lately, Tezuka tensed when he heard the Hyoutei�s captain�s name.
This had become a sensitive subject with him, especially when Fuji was the one who spoke. Suddenly Fuji pulled away from him.
Tezuka peered at him cautiously, wondering if he had done something wrong and
angered his lover.

�There�s
something I�ve wanted to ask you.� Fuji
said, shifting onto his side. �What is it between you and Atobe? You always
seem to act weird every time anyone mentioned his name.�

Tezuka
frowned. His first instinct was to deny it, to say that there was nothing wrong
between him and Atobe. Bu he knew that Fuji
wouldn�t buy it; he knew him too well. So Tezuka decided to be honest about his
issue with Atobe.

�And
there�s something I want to ask you, too. What�s between you and Atobe.�

�Huh?�
Fuji blinked in
confusion.

�I
saw you two together about a month ago. You were shopping together.� Tezuka
looked away. His heart clenched painfully when he remembered what he saw that
day.

Fuji looked stunned. �You
saw that?�

�You
were carrying on so intimately with him.� Tezuka continued, blinking away the
tears that rose to his eyes. �So how long has it been?�

�How
long has what been?� Fuji
asked in confusion.

Tezuka
glared at him, slightly annoyed that Fuji
still acted stupid. �How long have you been having an affair with him?�

Fuji blinked. He said
nothing for a very long moment, obviously shocked by Tezuka�s display of
jealousy and pain. The suddenly, he started to laugh, softly at first but then
his laughter grew louder. He tried to stifle it, minding the fact that it�s
close to midnight.

Now
it�s Tezuka�s turn to blink in confusion. How could Fuji laugh at him? Didn�t he take this
seriously? Was this just a game for him? Tezuka scowled at the boy beside him.
�It�s not funny.� He said lowly.

�Yes.
Yes, it is.� Fuji
chuckled and wiped the ears of mirth from his eyes. �Is this why you behaved
strangely a couple of weeks ago?�

�Strangely?�

�Yes.
You asked me to go to malls with you. You bought me clothes, cameras, and
things unrelated to tennis. Is that why?�

�Yes.�
Tezuka said in irritation. �And now that you mentioned it, I did ask you to go
with me. Yesterday you said I never did that.�

�Well,
you just let me wander around in the mall, following me wherever I went. The
kind of date I was talking about involves walking side by side and, if
possible, hand in hand.�

Tezuka
glared at his amused lover, feeling a bit put off. �Answer the question.� He said,
crossing his arms on his chest.

As
usual, Tezuka�s glare had no effect on Fuji.
The tensai merely smiled wide and teased him. �Are you jealous?�

�Fuji.� Tezuka glared even
harder.

�Are
you jealous?�

Tezuka
continued to glare. Then, realizing that it had no effect on Fuji, he sighed and looked away. �Yes.� He
murmured.

Fuji chuckled again.
Tezuka wanted to glare and order his lover to stop and just answer the question
but it�ll make his blush visible to Fuji.
He knew he would be teased mercilessly if Fuji
ever saw him blush. He considered jumping Fuji
to make him stop laughing. Screw waiting until his birthday.

�I
swear.� Fuji
said between his chuckles and kissed him on the lips chastely. �You�re just too
cute sometimes. Me and Atobe? That�s just hilarious.�

�It�s
not.�

�Oh?
So you think I�ll look good with him?�

Tezuka
scowled but it only made Fuji
laughed harder. �Answer the question.�

�Not
before you answer mine.�

Tezuka
growled softly and tackled Fuji
onto the bed. �No. You�re mine and mine only.�

Fuji chuckled breathlessly
as Tezuka marked his neck with nips and bites. The captain�s hand was already
down his pants, fondling him possessively. His chuckles were replaced by quiet
moans and gasps as Tezuka moved his hand to his ass and ground their hips together.
For a while Tezuka forgot his promise, lost as he was in pleasure, but Fuji reminded him by
pushing him away.

�Look
at the time.� He gasped out. His flushed face told Tezuka that he was as
aroused as he was.

�I
don�t want to wait another minute.� Tezuka said stubbornly, pushing down his
hips to meet Fuji�s,
causing his lover to moan.

�I�m
sure you don�t.� Fuji
said, pushing Tezuka again. He then reached a hand down between their bodies to
cup Tezuka�s arousal through the cloth. �But you have to.� He said huskily as
he stroked the hard flesh teasingly.

Tezuka
closed his eyes and groaned softly as Fuji
pleasured him slowly. Fuji�s
fingers sent maddening tingles down his spine, testing his control. His hips
moved slowly to meet Fuji�s
hand. He leaned his head on the crook between Fuji�s
neck and shoulder, kissing and nipping Fuji�s
fair skin lightly. He rode the pleasure slowly until it almost overwhelmed him,
but then suddenly Fuji
withdrew his palm. Tezuka looked up in annoyance, meeting amused blue eyes.

�Five
minutes.�

Fuji pulled him to rest on
the bed and put his head on Tezuka�s chest. Together they stared at the clock,
willing it to move faster.

�Fuji��

�Shh.
Wait.� Fuji
reprimanded him softly, stroking his side in assurance.

Tezuka
obeyed his lover, pulling Fuji
closer to him. The smiling brunette sighed in contentment, snuggling closer to
his lover�s chest. Now that Tezuka knew Fuji
wasn�t involved with Atobe he felt slightly calmer though he was still curious
about the explanation. He had more reason to want October 7^th to
come faster. Not only that he could finally posses Fuji
completely on that date, but he would also be able to hear Fuji�s explanation.

�Ten�
nine� eight� seven� six�� Fuji
began the count down. �Five� Four� Three� Two� One� Happy birthday, Kunimitsu.�
He leaned up to capture Tezuka�s lips in a loving kiss.

�Thank
you.� Tezuka couldn�t help replying with a smile. He kissed Fuji again, more passionately this time. His
kiss promised what he want to do with Fuji soon,
causing Fuji to
moan into his mouth.

�Are
you still interested in the explanation?� Fuji
asked after breaking the kiss.

�Of
course.� Tezuka answered, remembering that part of their earlier conversation.

�But
before that, I have a gift for you.� Fuji
said before reaching under Tezuka�s pillow for something. When he withdrew his
hand, he had a small red velvet box in his hand. He put it on Tezuka�s chest
and giggled at Tezuka�s astounded expression. �Come on, open it. It�s for you.�

Hesitantly,
Tezuka reached for the tiny box. He threw a glance at Fuji before slowly opening the box. What he
saw inside made his breath caught. There was a ring in the box. It was a
beautiful silver ring with a square blue gemstone adorning it. He didn�t have
to ask to know that it was an expensive and precious jewelry. How much had Fuji sacrificed to give
him this?

�You
see, I want to give you something special for your 17^th birthday. I
couldn�t think of anything else to give but a ring so I searched for the
perfect ring for you. It wasn�t easy. The rings were either too expensive or
just not good enough. Then I remembered that Atobe�s family owned a jewelry
store. I called him and asked for his help. He agreed to make a custom-made
ring just for you with a special price. A couple of weeks ago we started to
search for the design and I got rather busy with some part time job I took.
When you saw us we were probably just browsing for the perfect design. The ring
took two weeks to be finished, that�s when we were �arguing�. Atobe nagged
everyday to apologize to you and not waste his effort, so I came here
yesterday� or was it two days ago? Well, anyway, do you like it? I took your
size so it should�ve fit� if you want to wear it that is. There is a necklace,
too, if you don�t want to��

Tezuka
silenced his babbling lover with a kiss. Then he put on the ring and showed it
to Fuji. �I
want to. Thank you. It must�ve cost a lot of money.�

Fuji smiled in happiness
and relief. �You worth it.�

�It�s
beautiful.� Tezuka commented about his present. He looked at it for a while,
admiring the beautiful ring. �So this is from you and Atobe.�

Fuji pouted. �That�s
mean, Kunimitsu. But, yeah, I�ve thought as much.� The slighter brunette looked
at the ring thoughtfully. He quickly brightened again soon. �But there are two
things only I can give to you. One is in the form of words and the other is
something I can only give once to the most special person in my life. Which
will you have first?�

Tezuka
paused, thinking. And then he sat up, forcing Fuji to do the same. He caressed Fuji�s cheek with his
thumb softly and smiled lovingly as he made his decision. �Words.�

Fuji smiled back. He
leaned closer to Tezuka and whispered heartfelt words, the words Tezuka had
longed to hear, into his ear. �I love you. I love you. Love you so much it hurts.� He wrapped his
arms around Tezuka�s neck. �I love you more than I thought I was capable of
doing. I love you so much I can�t live without you.�

Hearing
those words from Fuji�s
mouth after two long years of waiting brought tears to Tezuka�s eyes. He
embraced Fuji
close to him, sharing the warmth of love. That moment he fell in love with Fuji all over again. He
reminded himself of how lucky he was to have Fuji
in his life, to have Fuji
loving him. �I love you.� He managed to choke out.

Fuji pulled away just
enough to be able to kiss Tezuka. It was a loving kiss, meant to convey their
feeling for each other. Their love, longing and affection were poured into that
kiss. Tezuka cold taste salt in their kiss after a while and realized that Fuji was crying softly.
He broke their kiss to wipe the tears on Fuji�s
face. Fuji
chuckled softly and whispered �I love you� again, bringing a smile onto
Tezuka�s lips.

Tezuka
pressed their lips together again. The kiss started out sweet, but this time
sweetness finally gave way to lust. They soon devoured each other�s mouth
hungrily. Tezuka ran his hand down Fuji�s back
until it reached the soft mounds of Fuji�s
butt. He kneaded it rhythmically, causing Fuji
to cry out into the kiss. The lust from their earlier tryst hadn�t fully
diminished, only grew strong with each second they spent touching each other
intimately. Soon Fuji
struggled to unbutton Tezuka�s pajama, desperate for the feel of are skin under
skin. When all buttons had given way, he pushed the birthday boy down to lie on
the bed.

�It�s
your birthday. Let me.� He breathed out as he straddled Tezuka.

Tezuka
obeyed with no protest. He watched, captivated as Fuji undress on top of him. Instinctively, he
reached out to caress the newly exposed skin. The softness and fairness of Fuji�s skin beckoned him
to mark it. When twin buds of Fuji�s
nipple were exposed he couldn�t help but to reach up to tease them. Fuji hissed softly when
Tezuka pinched his nipple. His hips jerked forward at the unexpectedly pleasant
sensation. Tezuka moaned quietly when Fuji�s
movement caused friction against his erection. Before he could explore this new
sensation further, Fuji
removed his hand from his chest and put it on the bed.

�No.
Let me do it.�

A
protest rose to his throat but came out as a groan as Fuji grinded his ass against Tezuka�s still
clothed erection. Tezuka clutched the sheet to fight down his lust. His need to
come was almost overbearing, especially now that he had seen what�s hidden
beneath Fuji�s
clothes. But he wanted to go all the way tonight, he wanted to be one with Fuji. And Fuji wasn�t helping him at all by grinding
his ass onto Tezuka�s arousal.

As
if reading his mind, Fuji
moved away and removed their remaining clothes. For a few seconds Fuji�s gaze was fixated
on Tezuka�s now exposed cock. But then he wrapped himself all over again and
kissed the taller boy.

�Just
as I thought.� Fuji
murmured before latching his lips on Tezuka�s.

�Wha-unh��

All
questions flew from Tezuka�s mind when Fuji
wrapped his long fingers around their cock and stroke them both together. The
slides of Fuji�s soft hand upon him, Fuji�s cock so close to him made it all
the more difficult for him to control himself. Before he knew it, his erection
leaked copious amount of precum, wetting them both. He moaned into Fuji�s mouth. If Fuji kept this up, he
wouldn�t be able to last long�

Knowing
this, Fuji
slowed his hand slightly. He was close to losing control himself. They both had
been wanting this for too long, he wouldn�t let this end so quickly. The
brunette brushed his lips against Tezuka�s ear softly.

�Wait.
Just wait a bit more, please.� He whispered.

Tezuka
turned his head to blindly seek for Fuji�s
lips. As they kissed Fuji
straddled him again.

�Look
at me.� Fuji
whispered as he broke their kiss. He sat up and after being sure that he had
secure Tezuka�s attention, he put two of his fingers into his mouth, sucking
and licking them hungrily.

Realizing
what Fuji
intended to do, Tezuka felt himself hardened even more if possible. �Fuji�� he groaned his
lover�s name.

Fuji smirked when he saw
his lover�s frustration. He pulled his finger out of his mouth slowly. He
locked his eyes with Tezuka as he reached behind himself. The tip of his finger
circled his tiny entrance, teasing it to relax. Finally he penetrated himself
slowly, moaning from the sensation. The lack of lubrication caused him some
pain, but he didn�t remove his finger. He moved the fingers in and out of his
body until he felt his body relax around the appendage and then he insert
another finger.

Tezuka
shook with desire below Fuji.
He was so entranced by Fuji�s
show he almost forgot to breath. When a slight frown of pain crossed Fuji�s face, he shook himself out of his reverie and
started to stroke Fuji�s
cock slowly. Fuji�s
eyes widened in surprise when he felt Tezuka�s hand on his sensitive flesh but
he was unable to voice anything except a groan. �Have you ever�� Tezuka licked
his dry lips as he teased the tip of Fuji�s
slender erection, causing his lover to cry out as more pearly liquid dribbled
from the tip of his cock. �Have you ever done this before?�

�Everyday
in the past two weeks.� Fuji
moaned out his answer. The thought of Fuji
fingering himself on his bed almost became Tezuka�s undoing. He tightened his
hand on Fuji�s
cock, drawing a loud groan from the boy. �Please, Mitsu. I need you now.�

�Are
you sure?� Tezuka asked breathlessly. Despite his lust, the last thing he
wanted was to cause pain on his lover.

�Yes.
There�s lubricant under you pillow. Please, hurry, take it.� Fuji pleaded him.

Tezuka
abandoned Fuji�s
erection to search for the lubricant. A soft cry from Fuji
almost distracted him from his task but Fuji
reminded him of it. �Please� please� Mitsu, hurry��

When
Tezuka had found the lube, he quickly handed it to Fuji. The slighter boy was shaking with
desire above him and removed his finger with a breathless whimper to take the
offered lube. He squirted a generous amount into his hand. He smirked slyly to
Tezuka as he covered Tezuka�s cock with the lube, drawing a long low moan from
the taller boy. Afterwards he applied some lube onto his finger as he made sure
that he was ready for the penetration.

When
he was sure that he�s ready, he hovered above Tezuka�s erection. He splayed a
hand on Tezuka�s chest for leverage and offered his lover a shaky but
determined smile. He guided Tezuka�s cock to his entrance with one hand. Tezuka
nearly lost it when the tip of his erection grazed the entranced to Fuji�s body. And then Fuji lowered himself and
enveloped him in his warmth slowly and Tezuka felt as if he had died and gone
to heaven. Fuji
was hot and tight around him, clutching him, contracting around him� The tensai
stopped only when he had fully taken Tezuka into his body.

Tezuka
caressed Fuji�s flushed face as he tried to
control his urge to make love to Fuji.
He knew Fuji
was still feeling pain from the penetration. He pulled Fuji�s head down to kiss him. The change of
position made Fuji
gasped and whimpered into the kiss as now Tezuka�s cock was angled to brush
deep inside him.

�Are
you okay?� Tezuka asked softly, his voice reflected his restrained and
unfulfilled desire. �We can stop��

Fuji shook his head. �We
can�t stop now.� With that said, Fuji
took a deep breath and willed his muscle to relax. Then he lifted his body
until only the tip of Tezuka�s rock hard erection remained in him before
pushing down to once again embraced Tezuka�s cock in his body. Tezuka threw his
head back against the pillow and moaned softly as Fuji started to move up and
down on him, at first slowly and then with growing speed and desire.

Tezuka
tried not to push into the tight heat in fear of hurting Fuji. But a muffled cry and the convulsion of
Fuji�s muscle
around him undid his resolve. He grasped Fuji�s
waist and pulled him down onto him as he thrust his hips up. Fuji�s eyes flew open and he bit his lips
hard to block his scream. He bounced himself up and down with more fervor as
Tezuka raised his hips to meet him and brushed his prostate with each stabbing
thrust. However, as much as he wanted more, his body grew tired and he couldn�t
move anymore.

�Mitsu�
I can�t� anymore�� he gasped.

Fuji wasn�t sure if Tezuka understood but he apparently
did as he flipped their bodies so that now Fuji was beneath him. He hooked Fuji�s knees over each of his shoulders, allowing his more
access into Fuji�s
body. With this new position he was also able to enter Fuji
deeper and Fuji
didn�t hesitate to inform him about this.

�You�
so deep� inside me.�
He gasped, touching his abdomen where he could feel Tezuka�s cock pushed
teasingly inside him. �More... please, more...�

And
Fuji got what
he wanted. With a feral growl, Tezuka withdrew himself only to slam back into Fuji, hitting Fuji�s
prostate. Fuji
opened his mouth to scream but Tezuka covered it with his mouth.

�Don�t
be so loud. We don�t want my parents to stop us now, do we?� He whispered to Fuji as he rotated his hips slightly to tease Fuji.

Fuji nodded and bit his
fist. He could only make soft pleading moans and whimpers as Tezuka rocked the
bed beneath them with his hard thrusts. Just when he thought he could take no
more and was about to ask Tezuka to finish him, Tezuka reached between their
bodies and grasped his cock.

�Come.�
Tezuka growled as he jerked Fuji
off roughly.

And
come Fuji did,
with a hastily stifled scream. His seed covered their slick and naked abdomens.
The force of his climax tightened his muscle around Tezuka and pushed him over
the edge as well. With one last thrust, Tezuka emptied himself inside Fuji with a hoarse grunt.

Tezuka
fell into a heap on top of Fuji.
His hips still moved in small little jerks as the last of his orgasm was drawn
from him. The intensity of the climax overpowered him, rendering him paralyzed
for a while. He rained Fuji�s face and neck with
tender kisses as Fuji
stroke his back soothingly. When he had gained enough strength, he unhooked Fuji�s legs from his
shoulder and pulled out of him. He reached Fuji�s
shirt to clean the mess on their bodies before settling down and pulled Fuji close to him to
enjoy the haze of their orgasm.

�Do
you like your gift?� Fuji
asked after a while, sounding tired but sated.

�Aa.
I love it.�

Fuji smiled and leaned up
to kiss Tezuka tenderly. And then he snuggled up to Tezuka again as he waited
for sleep to claim him.

�Thank
you.� Tezuka said suddenly.

�Hmm?�
Fuji hummed,
sounding tired and sleepy.

�For
letting me be your first.� Tezuka said with a blush.

�It�s
my honor.� Fuji
replied. They kissed one more time. �I love you. I really do.�

�I
love you.�

As
Tezuka watched Fuji
drifted odd to sleep, he realized how lucky he was. Many things could�ve gone
wrong with them. Many things very nearly went wrong with them. Yet here they
were, together. Their patience had paid off. It was a birthday Tezuka knew he
would never forget.

O~WA~RI

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