Lovers and Friends

Otakugirl and la tensai

Lovers and Friends

*Sometime wanna be your lover sometime wanna be your friend
Sometime wanna hug hold hands slow dance while the record spins
Opened up your heart cause you said I made you feel so comfortable
Used to play back then now you all grown up like Rudy Huxtable
I could be your +Bud+ you could beat me up
Play fight in the dark then we both make up
I do, anything just to feel yo butt
Why you, got me so messed up* - Ludacris

Fuji Syusuke cheerfully makes his way past the school’s tennis courts well before school lets out, as he is skipping study hall. *Maybe Tezuka will be around, since he has this time for team business* he muses, smiling even more as he thinks of the team captain. For a couple of months they’ve been spending quite a bit of time together, even sharing a kiss every now and then. Fuji smiles all over again as he thinks about Tezuka’s no-nonsense manner and apparent shyness in matters of affection.

Fuji is a bit surprised to see one of Echizen’s fans already sitting beside the court, muttering to herself about being hungry. “You want some Pocky?” he asks, holding out a box as he shuffles up behind her.

“Yeah!!” the girl squeals, then eats it all without removing them from the container.

“Whoa! How\'s that cardboard taste?” Fuji teases.

“Papery. I used to eat paper a lot when I was younger,” she says, looking a bit sheepish.

“Me too!” Fuji offers a super-grin.

“Wai! Finally someone who doesn\'t cringe!” she squeaks, then proceeds to glomp the boy.

“Excuse me, who are you?” Fuji turns slightly as he hears a deep voice behind them, a voice he cannot mistake for anyone but Tezuka.

“Who me?” The girl blinks up at the tall bishounen. “Ah, are you jealous? Don\'t worry, I can glomp you too!” So saying, she does so.

“Whoa!” Tezuka grabs the girl\'s shoulders to keep her from getting too close and glares at a giggling Fuji.

“I don\'t think he\'s jealous of ME...” Fuji chuckles.

The girl looks blank, then a little light appears above her head. “OOH!! I see, sorry! I didn\'t mean to molest your boyfriend or anything!” She brushes invisible cooties off of Fuji\'s shirt.

“My...what?” Tezuka squawks, eyes wide. “No no no, it\'s not like...I mean....” He glares even more at Fuji, who is laughing behind his hands.

“What?” Fuji asks, looking innocently at the flustered brunette.

“It\'s just...never mind!” Tezuka barks at the girl. “I need to talk to him!” He points at the other boy.

“Hm, okay, I guess.” The girl walks off.... but not too far, as she has no one else to stalk for the moment.

“So who was that?” Tezuka mutters.

“Oh, just someone who I share some common experiences with,” Fuji replies, looking mysterious.

Tezuka narrows his eyes at the shorter boy. “What *kind* of experiences?”

“Why do you want to know?” Fuji smiles.

Tezuka’s look becomes another glare. “Because I don\'t like the idea of you doing certain things with other people.”

Fuji blinks at that. “I didn\'t know you cared so much... if it makes you feel better, I\'ll do it with you too,” he says as he strokes Tezuka\'s cheek with his knuckles.

“Do WHAT? What did you do?”

Fuji simply giggles. “What, can\'t you guess? Even though I\'m a genius, I have certain.... urges, like normal people. Come on, let\'s go somewhere where there\'s some privacy, ne?” He takes Tezuka’s hand and leads him to the empty changing rooms.

Tezuka grinds his teeth together as he follows his pseudo-boyfriend. *URGES? He...with that girl? I know he\'s done a lot more than me but I didn\'t think I’d ever have to meet one of his...ugh.* Once inside, he pulls his hand away from Fuji and crosses his arms as Fuji locks the door. *Jealous...so jealous...* “Okay, so what is it that you want to do?”

“Look, I understand that you\'re jealous of my previous experiences, but you\'re the only one I love. Therefore, I\'ll show you what I\'ve done, ok? Just sit there for a bit, ok?” Fuji attempts to pacify the other boy. He goes to his locker, opens it and digs around for something.

Tezuka sweatdrops. *Am I imagining things, or is he acting weirder than usual?* He suddenly remembers to defend himself. “Who says I’m jealous?”

Fuji smiles slightly. “The green in your eyes, perhaps?”

Tezuka shakes his head and looks away, arms still crossed, as he sits down heavily on a bench. *Who to kill first?*

“Now...” Fuji begins, and Tezuka looks up to see him leaning against his locker with his hands behind his back. “This can be very intimate if done right....” He moves toward the captain and then sits face-to-face on Tezuka’s lap, one hand under Tezuka’s chin and the other still behind his back.

“... “ *Kill kill kill kill kill...* “If done right?” He squirms a little at feeling Fuji’s warm weight over his legs and hips. “...So what am I supposed to do?”

“Just close your eyes.... go on.” Tezuka sighs and does what Fuji asks him to do. Fuji’s breath washes over his face as he whispers, “Your lips must be wet for this...” Fuji leans forward and moistens Tezuka’s lips with his tongue. The taller boy feels his lips part slightly under Fuji’s tongue, his heart rate speeding up out of both nervousness and excitement.

*I hate how he can do this to me so easily...* he muses.

“And then... this...” Fuji says softly. He brings out his hand from behind his back and presses the thing he\'s holding into Tezuka’s mouth. “There you are!”

*What the...?* “Peh! What the hell is that?” He opens his eyes and gives Fuji a weird look. “Is that PAPER?” He spits out the scrap of paper and then cries, “What the hell kind of urge is *that*?”

“Well it was a long time ago and I was hungry and it was two hours until lunch! What was I supposed to do?!”

“THAT\'S what you did with that girl?” *Relief...relief...*

“No no, I\'ve never met her before. We just chatted some and we found out that we\'d both eaten paper a lot.”

“That\'s really weird.” Tezuka looks away sheepishly, even though he puts his hands on Fuji’s waist, enjoying the shorter boy\'s warmth still settled on his lap. “Sorry,” he mumbles. “You just made it sound like...something else.”

“Who? Me?” Fuji giggles and kisses Tezuka’s cheek. “I never implied anything. But I must admit that you\'re pretty cute when you\'re jealous.”

The team captain blushes. “Shut up.” Somehow, he feels slightly disappointed at the innocent nature of Fuji’s \'urges\'…not toward the girl, of course, but… “Is that why you intentionally try to make me jealous?” With one hand still on his waist, he raises the other to run through Fuji’s hair.

“Well, how else can I make you chase me? You\'re always the ever-respectful captain... I guess I should say that I\'m sorry too but... I\'m not,” Fuji smiles.

“Jackass. Why should I have to do the chasing?” Tezuka gives the other boy a small kiss.

“Aah.. I guess it makes me feel special...” Fuji pouts, ignoring his infamous title as a tennis-genius.

“You\'re already special.” Tezuka blushes at his own unusual openness. “But it makes me worry a little when you don\'t go after me.” He pouts a little and then kisses the other again slowly. When he gets no complaint from Fuji, he moves his hand from his hair to his cheek and presses his lips a bit harder to the other boy’s.

“Mmh...” Fuji places his arms around Tezuka, pressing himself closer to the other boy. The hand on Fuji’s waist moves up to stroke over his back, then tangles in his shaggy hair.

*He\'s such a child sometimes...but there\'s only so long that I can resist this...* Tezuka thinks to himself.

Fuji kisses Tezuka more passionately, his tongue delving deep into the other\'s mouth. Every touch, stroke and sound kindles the fire in his belly. *Finally... I\'ve waited for so long...*

“Mmmh...” Tezuka moves his other hand to join the first so that both hands are tangled in Fuji’s hair. He thrusts his tongue against the other boy\'s, enjoying the soft sounds he makes. *Why does he have this effect on me?* He pulls back breathlessly in order to take his glasses off and puts them (hopefully safely) on a nearby shelf, then just stares with half-open eyes at the boy on his lap.

“Tezuka...” Fuji murmurs, “You must promise me not to take your glasses off in front of other people. You\'re so cute when you\'re wearing them, but when you take them off, you\'re absolutely adorable...” He licks Tezuka’s lips, then continues, “Delectable even...”

“Shut up...” Tezuka mutters, then nips lightly at Fuji’s lower lip and runs his hands slowly up and down his back.

Fuji gasps as Tezuka’s hands find a certain spot at his lower back. “W-wait! Go back there....”

“Hm?” Tezuka pulls back slightly to watch the other boy\'s face as he slides his hands under the back of his shirt and searches slowly for whatever spot Fuji was talking about.

“A bit to the left... aahhn! There! Oh, yeah...” Fuji squirms on Tezuka’s lap, rubbing his body against the other boy\'s and kissing him passionately.

“Mmhh...” Tezuka moans softly into the kiss, lightly tracing his fingers in circles over the spot that seems to turn Fuji on immensely. *Who ever heard of someone\'s back being a hot spot like that?*

Fuji, meanwhile, doesn\'t bother to keep in the small moans that escape his mouth. “Nnnhh... Tezuka...” He brings his hands beneath Tezuka’s shirt, caressing the abs before sliding up to the chest and the nipples.

“Ahh...” The captain gasps as warm hands touch his oddly sensitive stomach, but then he is distracted by the touches on his nipples. “Shit...” he whispers.

“Nh? You like this? Where do you want me to touch you?” *Mmh... he\'s so warm, and he smells so nice....* Fuji nuzzles Tezuka’s neck, placing small kisses along it.

“Ah...when you...” Tezuka pauses, blushing shyly. “When you touched my stomach...do that again.”

“Like this...?” Fuji scratches his nails lightly against the soft skin as he slides his hands from Tezuka’s chest. He rubs the muscular stomach experimentally, listening for Tezuka’s response.

“Mmhh...” He closes his eyes and hides his face in Fuji’s neck. “Ahh...that feels good...now move up...”

“Your voice is so deep, it turns me on when you talk like that...” Fuji murmurs. He places a light kiss on the hollow part of Tezuka’s collarbone as he listens and complies to Tezuka’s breathy wishes.

“Mmhh...Fuji, what you did before...there. Do it again...” *If only I could talk the way he\'d probably like me to...* “You feel so good...” He runs his fingers over Fuji’s back again and then starts trying to pull the shorter boy\'s shirt off.

He lifts his arms to help Tezuka. “Let me take yours off too, I want to see your sexy muscles...” Fuji ignores the blush that spreads on Tezuka’s cheeks as he takes his shirt off as well. This time it\'s his turn to blush. *Wooow... I\'ve seen him in the showers, but never this close...*

“You look good...” Tezuka says quietly. He runs his hands from Fuji’s shoulders, down his arms, finally taking the other\'s hands into his own and kissing the back of each hand. “You\'re really sexy...” He brings one hand to his mouth and slowly kisses Fuji’s knuckles.

The smaller boy shivers as Tezuka’s lips move teasingly on his hands. *Why does it feel so good? It\'s like I\'m ultra-sensitive or something...*

*Somehow his skin feels so nice. No matter where it is...* Tezuka thinks, then gets the odd urge to gently lick at Fuji’s fingers, so he does. *Yum...*

“Ah…T-Tezuka...” His mouth becomes dry as Tezuka’s tongue becomes increasingly playful, making his entire body tingle from his flushed cheeks down to his curling toes.

“Hm?” The other boy glances up at Fuji as his tongue slowly strokes over the length of his middle finger. “Mm, sorry.” He pulls back a bit, blushing slightly. “Was that weird?”

“Yeah, but it felt really good. Let me show you.” He takes Tezuka’s left hand and tries to copy the movements against his own fingers that gave him such wondrous sensations.

“Ah...” Tezuka closes his eyes and sighs. “That does feel good...” A moment later he opens his eyes slightly to see Fuji staring at him, his tongue sliding over his skin. “Mmh, why is it that everything you do feels so good?”

“Fu fu fu, maybe it\'s because I\'m a natural?” He grins teasingly and strokes Tezuka’s stomach again.

“Nnhh..don\'t be so proud of yourself, Syusuke-kun.” Tezuka grabs Fuji’s ass, which is still seated on his lap, and squeezes gently. “Always wanted to do that...”

“Ah! Kunimitsu-kun no echi!” Fuji exclaims, wiggling his butt. “Sugee, you\'re so straightforward. I won’t lose to you!” He opens Tezuka’s pant button and the fly before sticking his hand inside. “Where\'s Mini-Mitsu now…ah, found him!”

“Ahh! Fuji! What the-wait. Slow down.” Tezuka yelps, then pulls Fuji’s hand away. “Just...give me some more time to get used to you, okay? Does that make sense?” He leans over and kisses Fuji’s neck gently, making his way toward his chest. “I want to know what other strange turn-ons you have...”

Fuji pouts a bit about being put off. “Mm-okay, gomen ne... ahh... that\'s nice...” He leans his head to the side to give Tezuka better access to his throat.

“What else do you like?” Tezuka asks quietly. He licks tentatively at the boy’s neck. *Shit, I can\'t believe he...did that.…* Though he had felt bold for long enough to grab Fuji’s ass, his normal straight-laced side popped back up immediately afterward.

“Here.…” Fuji lifts Tezuka’s hand to his left nipple. “It always gives me the shivers when I stroke myself there...”

The taller boy watches Fuji’s face as he runs his finger lightly over the hard nipple. “Y-you...touch yourself like this? That sounds...really...” He blushes, then pinches lightly at both nipples. “Does that feel okay?”

Fuji whimpers loudly and grabs Tezuka’s forearms to keep them in place. His entire body grows hotter and he squirms on top of Tezuka’s groin, rubbing his hardness against his captain\'s abs.

“Ahhhnnn...ah god, S-Syusuke...I can feel your...” *God, why can\'t I say it? He already said he likes to hear me...* Tezuka scolds himself. He then whispers, “You\'re so hot like this.” He places one hand against Fuji’s back to hold him in place, then leans down to lick at a nipple. “Tell me what to do.” He then licks at the other nipple.

“Ahn! Ah! Don\'t stop! Mmhhh... Kunimitsu... Kuni-chan….” Fuji tangles his fingers into Tezuka’s hair, fighting to keep his grip light. “Please, more...”

*More...?* Tezuka sucks at one nipple while pinching the other, making sure to keep his pressure light, not wanting to hurt the other boy. “Mmh!” He gasps as he feels Fuji’s fingers suddenly tug a bit harder at his hair. “Mmh, yeah...” he mutters against Fuji’s chest, then moves to lick and suck at the other nipple. *Okay THAT\'S weird...I know he didn\'t mean to pull my hair, but it felt like an electric shock, only...good...*

“Nnh? Wha?” Fuji bites his lower lip in concentration. *Did he just... but what was it that I did?* A sudden nip makes him gasp and tighten his hold on Tezuka’s hair again.

“Nnhh...” *Hm, I’m sensing a pattern here...* Tezuka pinches one nipple a bit harder and then tugs at the other with his teeth.

“Aah!! Oh god! Kuni-chan!” Fuji whimpers. His body grows taut with each nip, his hips rubbing themselves firmly against Tezuka’s abs. “Ahn, no, no more or I\'ll...” He suddenly forces himself to grab hold of Tezuka’s hands and back away on his lap. “Sorry, but you\'re too good. I almost came too early...”

Tezuka gives him a wide-eyed look. “Just from...? Ahh. God.” He sighs and runs a hand through his hair. “That was...really...wow.”

For once, it’s Fuji that blushes. “Like I said, I\'m really sensitive there... but I heard you too... what did I do that felt good?”

Tezuka blushes as well. “Um...it...I don\'t know, it doesn\'t really make sense.”

“Eh? It doesn\'t have to, as long as it makes you feel good, right? You don\'t have to be shy with me... you made me feel out of this world just a minute ago, I want that for you too.”

Tezuka looks away in embarrassment. “Well, it just seemed weird to me...it seems like whenever you...well…pulled on my hair, it just...I don\'t know if it felt *good*, but it...” He blushes even more. “It was kind of exciting.”

“Eh..? Your hair?” Fuji murmurs. He eyes the soft locks in a new light... a load of nosebleed-inducing images bombards his mind, all including some form of hair-pulling. *Someone out there must really like me!* “That\'s...interesting...” His eyes gleam as he tugs experimentally at the brown strands.

“Mmh...you don\'t think it\'s weird?” Tezuka closes his eyes and feels his breathing start to speed up again, just slightly, at the light pressure on his scalp. “Ne, Syusuke...a while ago, you said something about...touching yourself. What...what do you think about when you do that?”

Fuji looks coyly at the taller boy. “Obviously, I think about the person I care about the most... I imagine his hot gaze on me, his breath tickling my skin, his fingers teasing me...”

“O-oh...” Tezuka looks away in shy embarrassment. “I guess you mean...me, right?” He sighs. “I don\'t know what I’m doing, but I know this much...you\'re gorgeous, and right now I want you more than ever.”

“R-really?” The gleam in Fuji’s eyes returns and he wiggles his fingers in the air. “Then I guess I\'ll make another visit downstairs, ne?”

Tezuka raises an eyebrow suspiciously. “Huh??” *I have a feeling my mind isn\'t dirty enough to keep up with him...*

“Heh.” He pats Tezuka’s groin while grinning suggestively.

“…Oh. Um...I.…” Tezuka bites his lip and looks away. “You know what you\'re doing, so...”

“I certainly do, but if you feel uncomfortable then say so at once, okay?” Fuji smiles reassuringly at his nervous boyfriend. Then he lowers his hand into his pants again and grasps the hardness with gentle fingers. “You okay?”

“Mmh...” Tezuka closes his eyes. “Y-yeah...hahh...I’m okay...” Fuji keeps an eye on Tezuka’s face as he starts teasing the sensitive shaft, pulling the skin back and forth across the head. “Ahh...mmh...” Tezuka moans softly. He grips Fuji’s waist tightly, then bites his lip in an effort to stay quiet. *God...it\'s different when it\'s someone else...*

*You\'re so hot...* Fuji thinks. *I want to see more of your expressions.* Suddenly he presses his thumb against the small slit, teasing it mercilessly as he watches Tezuka’s features twist in pleasure.

“Ahh...god...Syusuke...that f-feels good.…” Tezuka leans forward blindly to try to kiss the boy on his lap. He ends up kissing his cheek and murmurs, “Ne, I’ve thought about this too...mmmm....”

“Really?” Fuji breathes. “You\'ve imagined me doing this?” He pulls at Tezuka’s length, relishing the heated gasp that follows. “You\'re so hot, Kunimitsu... there\'s... something that I want to do, if it\'s ok by you...?”

“Mmh, yeah, this, and...other things...” Tezuka opens his eyes slightly. “Something you want to do? What is it?”

Fuji blushes a bit. “Well, it\'s the same as caressing it with your hand, except you use your mouth instead.”

“Ahh...um, okay, if you want to...” Tezuka blushes furiously. *Oh god...I can\'t even imagine how that would feel. His mouth...* “…Your mouth...” he whispers. “So sexy...so soft and wet...” He leans in for a soft, slow kiss, doing his best to caress Fuji’s lips in a seductive manner.

“Nnh...” The smaller boy swirls his tongue around Tezuka’s in an imitation of what he wants to do to Tezuka’s dick. He pulls back slowly, then slides off of Tezuka’s lap and in between his legs. He pulls the taller boy\'s erection completely out of his pants before taking a first, tentative lick of the hot shaft.

“Nnnh! Ahh...Syusuke...” Tezuka bites his lip as he looks down at the other boy. *God...I’ve never seen anything so sexy...isn\'t it awful of me to think that?*

Fuji’s gaze snaps up, meeting the other boy’s. *He\'s watching me....* The thought turns Fuji on like nothing else, making the last of his hesitance disappear. He places lingering kisses along the stiff length and makes long swipes with his tongue, exploring the feeling of the silky hardness with his mouth.

“Mmhh...” Tezuka closes his eyes again. *I don\'t know how long I can watch him like that...it\'s almost too much.* He unconsciously lets a hand drift down to tangle gently in Fuji’s hair.

Fuji takes the head between his lips, being mindful of his teeth, and caresses it with his tongue as he moves his head slowly back and forth. “Mmmh... “ *I think I can understand what you meant about your hair, Kuni-chan....*

“Uhh...shit...” Tezuka opens his eyes to look at Fuji again and a fountain of blood almost erupts from his nose. “Ah, god you look amazing...” He uses the hand that\'s not in Fuji’s hair to trace light fingers over his nose and then chin.

“Nnfhu…” Fuji releases the hardness and smiles at Tezuka. “That tickles.” He licks his lips, looking contemplative for a second. “You taste better than anything else, did you know that? Can I have a second helping?” He smiles teasingly at Tezuka’s blush.

“It-it doesn\'t really...taste good, does it?” He gives Fuji a sheepish look and then runs his hand through the smaller boy’s hair. “You look like a fallen angel. Eh, I mean...I don\'t mean that like...ah, hell, I don\'t know.” He looks away, embarrassed.

“Fu fu fu, you\'re so cute, Kuni-chan. You don\'t believe me?” Fuji stands on his knees and pulls Tezuka towards him. He meets him in a kiss, letting him taste himself. “Well?”

“Mmh...” When Tezuka pulls away, he looks around like a scared rabbit. “I...it\'s...different.”

“Ah, gomen... was I too forward?”

“No, I just...I’m still getting used to it all, you know? Whatever you want to do is okay...” Tezuka murmurs.

“Still, I guess I should\'ve warned you. From now on I\'ll tell you what I\'m about to do so you don\'t have to be so surprised, okay? Now…” Fuji says softly, “I want to taste you even more. I want to take you deep inside my mouth, feeling your cock against the roof of my mouth...I want to feel you release inside my mouth...”

“Mmh…” Tezuka moans helplessly at Fuji’s words and sexy voice. “Why is it you can turn me on just with words like that?”

“I guess I\'m a natural. Only for you though...” He winks at Tezuka before kneeling and taking the rock hard dick into his mouth again. He\'s more sure of himself this time, and wastes no time in going down further than before. “Mmh...” *He\'s wet already... mmh, he tastes so good.* “Nnnhh...”

“Ahh, Fuji...Syusuke...” Tezuka threads his fingers through his hair again, watching as Fuji’s mouth works over his length. “Mmh...ahh...you\'re so good...” He traces his fingers over the other boy’s face again, this time across a cheek, and feels a surge of lust down his spine as he can feel his own hard length in Fuji’s mouth. “Ahh...” When Fuji adds suction, the hand in his hair jerks slightly.

“Nnnhh! Mmghh...” The first salty drops of fluid smear across Tezuka’s tip and Fuji’s tongue, filling his mouth with Tezuka’s own unique essence. Eager for more, he starts using his hand at the lower part of the shaft to jerk more of the hot fluid into his waiting mouth.

“Ahh! Ahh god...oh god Syu-chan, I don\'t think I can wait much longer...nnh...ahh, ahh...more...” Tezuka pulls again at the kneeling boy’s hair, his other hand gripping the boy\'s shoulder.

“Mmmhhh…nnngghh!!” *Oh fuck, this is so hot...* Fuji opens the fly on his own pants and pulls out his weeping erection, desperate for attention. He jerks himself off in time with Tezuka, groaning loudly at the multiple sensations. He feels more and more pre-cum leak from the dick in his mouth, making him realize that it\'s not long before.... “Mmmhhh..!!”

“AHH!” Tezuka’s mind is overwhelmed with all the sensations...Fuji’s hot mouth working on him, as well as the vibrations and muffled sounds caused by his loud moans, not to mention the sight of Fuji touching himself. “AHH GOD...shit! Yes~ Fuji!” He grinds his teeth together and yanks at Fuji’s hair as he explodes into his mouth. “Nnhhh...god...”

“Nngh!!” Fuji moans loudly around Tezuka’s cock as its release spills onto his tongue. The sensation of Tezuka’s hands pulling at his hair and the husky noises emitting from his throat prove to be too much for him, as he releases his pent up desire as well. “MMMHHhh!! NNnnghh...” He jerks at his length and licks Tezuka’s length until it begins to soften. He catches the exhausted boy\'s gaze again, swallowing his mouthful of Tezuka loudly, smirking.

Tezuka only watches Fuji with wide eyes, gasping for breath. “Oh my god...” Then he frowns slightly. “You...hm, I kinda wanted to see what *you* tasted like.”

“That\'s not a problem.…” Fuji lifts the hand he used to jerk himself off into view. His fingers are covered in the white substance, glittering faintly in the dim light of the changing room.

Somehow (slightly) less embarrassed than earlier, Tezuka hesitantly leans forward toward Fuji’s hand, staring daringly into his eyes. After a moment, he licks delicately at a coated finger. *Hmm...* He then moves his tongue in long swipes over the fingers before taking one into his mouth and sucking gently at it.

*No....waaaay....* Fuji shivers and keeps his gaze riveted on Tezuka’s soft lips, wrapped around his fingers. “You\'re so hot, Kunimitsu...”

The taller boy blushes slightly and releases the now cleaned finger, then moves on to another one. *Hot? Hardly. Not compared to him...*

Fuji realizes that he\'s gaping and closes his mouth with an audible snap. *When did my mouth turn so dry??* He turns to look at the clock hanging on the wall. “Oh no.…” He buttons their pants hurriedly. “I\'d love to continue this, but the others should be here soon... we\'ll continue this later, ne?”

Tezuka sighs, “Yeah, I guess...oh shit.” He turns to the door with a frown. “Do you hear something out there?” He raises an eyebrow and listens carefully. He can hear what might possibly be faint arguing outside.

Suddenly a voice that sounds an awful lot like Kaidoh yells, “Why don\'t you just break a window??”

“Ara... we better stop them before something breaks, ne?” Fuji mutters. He stands up and brushes the dirt off his pants.

Before he can get very far, the other boy grabs Fuji’s arm. “You think they heard anything?”

“Well... if they ask we\'ll just say we had a little fight, ne? It\'s not such a-... Oh. Hang on.” He leans forward and licks at the corner of Tezuka’s mouth. “You missed a drop,” he smiles.

The captain flushes and pushes Fuji away. “Should we go out one at a time or something?” There is a sudden banging on the door.

“What\'s going on?” Echizen calls from outside. “Is someone in there?”

“Dammit...” Tezuka mutters, then flings open the door and growls at the four boys outside, “Can you people exercise SOME kind of patience? I was having a very serious conversation with Fuji, and I wanted to keep you nosy brats out of it...” He glares rather nastily at the startled faces of Kaidoh, Echizen, Kikumaru, and Oishi. “NOW you may come wreak your havoc on the locker room.” With that, he stalks out of the room, completely forgetting everything he might need to keep with him.

“Fu fu fu...” Fuji laughs softly as Tezuka storms off, then turns to his team mates. “Well, you heard the captain...” He picks up both of their belongings and puts them in his locker.

Tezuka had been walking with his head down, but then he freezes and jerks his head up. “Shit! I guess there\'s a good reason I can\'t see 10 feet in front of me...” *What the hell did I do with my glasses??*

Back in the locker room, Fuji giggles softly as he puts Tezuka’s glasses in his shirt pocket. *Kunimitsu-kun... Kuni-chan, you\'re so cute, you know that?*

To Be Continued…