Electronic Love | By : Akuma Category: Prince of Tennis/Tennis no Ohjisama > General Views: 8525 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Electronic Love
Warning: bad grammar... typos...Shounen ai... etc, etc...
A/N: This week is a quite a hectic week and it's almost a miracle that I
could update. Your reviews get me going and motivate me to send this chappie. Thx guys!! Unfortunately I will be rather busy for at least three
weeks to come but I'll try to update EL anytime I could just don't be mad if I
can't. So today I post two chapters to entertain you for three weeks to come
^_^. And about the smut part, I'm sorry to say you must wait till the last
chapter. I'm not good at making 'solo' scene and beside, they haven't known each
other. But I'll try to make up for it in the last chapter. Btw, I'm currently obsessed with the actor who plays Tezuka in Tenipuri
movie, Shirota You. I saw his pic in wikipedia and fell in love instantly. Check
out his pics! Don't you agree that he's gorgeous *melt at spot*? I won't keep you waiting to read the story. R&R and happy reading!!
Disclaimer: I wish Tezuka and Fuji were mine. That way we'd get some real
'action' in Tenipuri...
An Outside Help
Fuji
didn’t know what possessed him today but he actually managed to smile at his
buchou and Echizen in the morning practice. It was an achievement, especially
considering yesterday’s event. But maybe his sister’s speech had given him
the strength to move on. Tezuka had been the center of his universe for a good
three years, but now it’s time to put it all behind no matter how painful it
was. Finding a new person to fill the gap in his life was the first step. The
second one, which he was still unsure of, was moving to another school.
Eiji
still openly showed his displeasure about this plan. He had pouted and begged
him for five days now. Fuji refuse to relent to his friend this time and
didn’t show that he actually doubt his own decision.
The
rest of the regulars weren’t more receptive to the idea of him moving to a
rival school. If he proceeds with the plan, Inui said, then Seigaku High tennis
club was up for a great challenge from St. Rudolph. Well, at least they didn’t
whine and pout like Eiji did. They only waited anxiously for him to change his
plan.
Tezuka
had been quiet through this whole affair. The stoic boy only looked at him as he
argued with the other team members while watching the first year practicing
their swings on the court. Echizen looked as smug as ever, only commenting
slightly that even though Fuji moved to another school it only meant they needed
to fight harder to win. Fuji briefly wondered if Echizen was in a relatively
good mood because of his date with Tezuka yesterday.
Fuji
looked at his buchou’s straight face then back to the court. Tezuka still said
nothing even after he announced that the practice was over. Fuji deliberately
stayed behind, using the chance to stare at Tezuka. He wondered if Tezuka cared
at all if he left. Maybe he didn’t. Fuji’s leaving only meant he must find
another player to be Seigaku’s second –third, if Ryoma replaced him- pillar.
Yes that’s probably the case.
Fuji
sighed sorrowfully and went to the clubhouse to change. Even though he was
prepared for the pain of not being able to be with Tezuka, he was still
reluctant to stop being considered as Tezuka’s friend. If he moved to St.
Rudolph then he would be Tezuka’s rival and stop being Tezuka’s companion.
He wasn’t ready for that.
The
tensai was tying his shoelace in the clubhouse when a deep timbre voice called
him. He almost jumped in surprise, not expecting anyone to be there at all but
controlled himself in time.
“Tezuka-buchou.”
He acknowledged the second presence with a smile.
“Tezuka.”
The bespectacled boy corrected him. He had told them to drop the buchou when the
practice was over. But being anywhere near tennis with Tezuka always made him
forget.
Fuji’s
heart beat faster when he realized that he was alone with his crush in the close
space. And this was probably the first time in almost a month when Tezuka spoke
privately to him. His heart still stung when he remembered the even he witnessed
the previous day but fought to keep the pain of betrayal from showing on his
face.
“If
you’re trying to persuade me to change my mind, it wouldn’t work.” Fuji
found himself saying without even turning to face Tezuka. It seemed like the
pain rooted deeper than he thought. His words sounded rather cold and bitter
even to his ears.
When
Fuji turned back, he saw that Tezuka was slightly taken aback. A glimpse of
disappointment appeared on the stoic boy’s face, making Fuji wondered what he
was so disappointed about. Losing a formidable rival? Not likely. Being in
different should give them more opportunity to play against Tezuka. Losing a
team member? Most likely. Without him, Fuji knew there was less chance for the
new Seigaku High tennis team to win the National Championship. Yes that must be
it.
Tezuka
only saw him as the prodigious tennis player, or his friend in a few rare
occasions Fuji cherished in his life. Tezuka never saw him as a person, as a
man, like the way he saw Tezuka.
But
still, his heart said in protest, just because he would never see him that way
it didn’t mean he should runaway from him. And it’s true. Fuji could stay in
Seigaku, befriend his buchou and then suffer the pain of knowing that he would
never be his. This wasn’t running away. This was moving on.
Tezuka
pushed his glasses up his nose. For a moment he just looked at Fuji, his
expression incomprehensible. “Fuji…” He began.
“Ah,
gomen…” A voice came from the doorway.
Fuji’s
heart sank as he saw the person who took Tezuka away from him. He forced himself
to smile at the boy despite the homicidal urge he felt. Tezuka loved him, Fuji
told himself. He couldn’t kill him in front of Tezuka.
“Buchou,
Ryuzaki-sensei wants to see you.”
“Alright.
Thank you, Echizen.” The bespectacled boy then turned to his smiling
companion. “Think about it again, Fuji.”
Having
said that, Tezuka left with Echizen. The boy nodded to him slightly with a smirk
before leaving with Tezuka. The moment the door closed behind him, Fuji felt the
smile on his lips crumbled down. He leant on the locker for support as his eyes
started to sting and his body refused to cooperate.
He
might be able to be Echizen in a tennis match. But Fuji was well and truly
defeated in this game.
*
Surprisingly,
the accident in the clubhouse made Fuji more determined in knowing this Prince
Charming better. One would’ve thought that at least he became disappointed and
depressed for a while, and he actually did, until he saw Tezuka’s stoic face
and his ignorance to Fuji. With that, any kind of disappointment was pushed
aside and Fuji resolved to move to St. Rudolph and get to know this Prince
Charming even more. He just wanted to forget Tezuka at any cost. He had enough
pain from him by now.
The
moment he arrived home he checked the site to find Prince Charming’s message.
He sounded confused and anxious. Perhaps Fuji’s change of mind was too sudden.
Slowly he lifted his finger onto the keyboard. The slender digits remained
unmoving there for a while. Genius or not, making a poem isn’t an easy task.
In my nature, lying isn't even the
second
Though truth isn't always spoken
A promise meant only to be kept
Thus I swear my words could be held
I hope your oath soon to be made
For my words have been said
Your words I long to hear
Your words I will hold dear
His
message was quite clear. It confirmed his decision to get to know this Prince
Charming and, well, it sounded just like him. There’s that slight undertone of
desperation, though Fuji wondered if this Prince Charming would notice it.
With
a smile, Fuji turned off his computer and started to do his homework.
*
“Ano,
Tezuka…”
Tezuka
knew that Oishi only stuttered when he was nervous. He turned to his fried
slightly, wondering what had made his best friend like that this time. Did
something happen to their team? Momoshiro killed Kaido in the shower? Inui
poisoned Eiji with his drink? Or worse, Fuji got together with Taka-san and
decided to quit tennis to become a sushi chef!
“It’s
not about the team, really.” Oishi said with a small laugh, easily reading
Tezuka’s line of thought. “It’s something uhm… personal.”
Tezuka’s
eyebrow rose by two millimeters, a record. It’s a pity Inui wasn’t there to
take note of that. “Is that why you suddenly asked for this study session?”
Oishi
laughed nervously. “Well, yes. Though I’m also serious about the study. I
need your help for the physic test tomorrow.”
Tezuka
hummed and returned his attention to his book, knowing that Oishi would continue
if it were important enough. He could sense the vice-captain’s nervousness but
did nothing to dispel it. Sooner or later Oishi would spill the bean. Tezuka
just hoped it were sooner because he really still needed to study for that test.
“My
class had this History assignment for today.” Oishi began. Tezuka glanced at
him. Was that Oishi’s personal matter? History assignment? Tezuka had sort of
expected him to rant about Eiji. “But since I was so busy with the tests
and… other matters I didn’t have time to do research.” Here, Oishi paused
slightly. “So yesterday I came to school earlier than usual to do research in
the library.”
Tezuka
fully turned to his friend. Oishi cringed in apology and fear. “I didn’t
mean to eavesdrop, really. But I saw you and was going to greet you but then I
saw the site and… well, I was shocked. And the Echizen came to greet you
and…” Oishi rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.
Tezuka’s
face might betray no emotion but Oishi knew his friend well enough to know that
Tezuka was nervous inside. The vice captain smiled sympathetically. He knew how
Tezuka felt. He had felt the same whenever Fuji caught him staring at Eiji too
long, though maybe he felt more fear than Tezuka did now. An angry or interested
Fuji never meant good omen. It was shocking when he found out that Fuji had
encouraged Eiji to make the first move in their relationship. He had thought
that Fuji would torment them or something.
Oh,
and speaking of Fuji…
“So
do you like Fuji, Tezuka?”
Tezuka
pushed his glasses up to hide his nervousness and embarrassment. “Yes, I
do.”
“For
how long?”
“Ever
since I know him, I think.”
“Oh.
So what are you planning to do now?” Osihi asked calmly though he was hiding
amusement inside.
“I
plan to convince him to stay in Seigaku.”
“That’s
all?” Oishi teased. The light blush on Tezuka’s face was so cute. Oishi
regretted that Eiji weren’t here to witness that. His lover was dying to see
the moment when the cool calm collected Tezuka blush.
Tezuka
glared though his blush deepened slightly. “I want to ask him to be my
lover.” He said quietly.
“I
don’t see you making any move.”
“I
have. Through the internet.”
“That
explains the site! Does he know it’s you?” Oishi asked enthusiastically.
Maybe Eiji’s hyperactivity had rubbed off on him.
“He
hasn’t known me yet. I ask him to give me a chance. He had agreed.”
“That’s
good!” Oishi exclaimed. “I’m glad to hear that, Tezuka. I think it’s
about time you finally make a move on him. So now what?”
Tezuka
cleared his throat slightly. He glanced at the computer on his desk then to
Oishi. He knew without shadow of doubt that Oishi was a bout to offer his help.
But despite having plans that would require outside help, Tezuka was still
reluctant to involve Oishi in his love life, mainly because of Eiji.
The
redhead was Fuji’s closest friend and plus, Eiji wasn’t very good at keeping
secrets. Tezuka wanted to make sure that his identity remained obscure till the
last minute. He trusted Oishi. But he didn’t trust that Oishi would keep
secrets from Eiji.
As
if reading his mind, Oishi smiled to his friend reassuringly. “I promise not
to tell Eiji.”
Tezuka
stared at his best friend for a moment. The he went to his desk to turn on his
computer. After a while, he had viewed Fuji’s latest reply. He was serious.
That’s good. Possessive, too. That’s so Fuji.
Oishi
peered from behind his shoulder. Tezuka allowed him to read Fuji’s message. The
smile on Oishi’s face grew wider and wider as he read each word and line.
“Wow.” He said after he finished reading. “That was so…” Oishi shook
his head in disbelieve. There wasn’t a word to describe the way the two
communicate. Wait. Maybe there was. “Unbelievable.”
Tezuka
wondered whether he had made a grave mistake or not by telling Oishi. Then he
decided that it’s too late to take back what he had done and just go with it
anyways. Tezuka stared at the computer screen for a while, his mind formulating
a response. Without taking his eyes off the screen he called out to Oishi.
“Oishi.”
Yes,
Tezuka?”
“I
need your help.”
^_^
A/N:
This time I'll only say GIVE
ME REVIEWS, minna-san... Real Threats in the next chapter.
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