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The match
My first Tezuka x Fuji fic ever ヽ(´ー｀)ﾉ I hope you'll like it.
Oh, and there're probably like a million mistakes since I didn't have anyone who would've read this before publishing ,__,
Editor's note: Omfg, Fuji's a slut ♥
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Fuji leaned his head forward as his lover, the captain of Seigaku tennis club, Tezuka Kunimitsu was getting ready to hit the ball with his racket, as fast as a shooting star in the sky. Tezuka could feel his staring in his back but he couldn’t care less. Right now, the match was more important. His opposite, Atobe Keigo, was leading, he had no choice but play like it was his ass in fire. Well, actually it felt like it, but Tezuka closed his eyes for a millisecond when Atobe put the ball on the move. Like a lightning, he got in front of the ball and it was close he didn’t miss it. He managed to return the ball with his hit. The crowd was screaming his name, Te-zu-ka, Te-zu-ka, and it was freaking hot. It looked like Atobe had no problems at all, he looked as fit as always, his hair was shining in the sun and Tezuka... Well... He was nothing more but Tezuka. He just had to win this match. But only if he had known how hot this day would be, he totally wouldn’t have done all those things with his lover last night. He cursed Fuji in his mind, why in the world did that boy have to be so sexy? No. He had to focus, concentrate on the game. If for nothing else then for Fuji. The crowd was amazed because of Tezuka’s spacing out for awhile since Atobe didn’t hesitate to use this chance to beat his opposite. He launched a nasty attack right to Tezuka’s forehead. Tezuka snapped out of his thoughts and bit his bottom lip. That Atobe… He never changed.
“ Oh, sorry! Totally an accident. “ Atobe yelled with an evil smirk on his face. Tezuka took a deep breath and glared at him without saying anything.
“ Wow.. No wonder he’s our captain, ” Fuji thought and bit his fingernails. “ But still, Atobe is leading… What if he actually loses? Is that even possible? “
“ Fuji, do you think it‘s possible… that… our captain is actually going to lose? “ Eiji asked carefully when he saw his friend worried expression. Fuji remained silent and stared at the game. Eiji rotated his head a bit to see where he was looking, though he knew it even without looking. Fuji blinked his eyes and gasped as he noticed his friend calling his name over and over again.
“ … Eh? Sorry, did you say something, Eiji? “
“ … Never mind. “
Fuji bowed his head down. “ You asked if he’s gonna lose, didn’t you? “
Eiji gave his friend a quick look and nodded. Fuji shrugged and closed his eyes the half-way like he always did. “ I really don’t know but… It seems like it, Eiji. “ he answered slowly and put his eyes back on the game. Tezuka was really in trouble. He could nearly feel how Tezuka was trembling on the field, how he cursed himself to be slacking power like that. He had to win this match, or everyone would be picking on him for losing to a Hyoutei’s idiot like Atobe. Tezuka tried his best but it seemed like nothing could help him anymore, he was going to lose. Fuji looked around. He saw Inui writing something to his little black notebook, Momo biting his lip in terror, Echizen nearly asleep by his side since there wasn’t much interesting situations in the game for him, that little freak… Everyone looked worried in some way. Fuji knew Tezuka was feeling bad for them, and for himself but he also knew that because of all this Tezuka would be pushing himself harder.
“ Ah! “
Tezuka was looking at him, longing, begging. Fuji felt his heart beating faster.
“ Tezuka… Please… You can do it, you can do it. “ he kept thinking but said nothing. Eiji was still standing right next to him and shook his head knowing that Tezuka saw him doing it. He was just trying to make him push himself a bit harder. Eiji knew Tezuka was an amazing player but now… Something was wrong, he wasn’t himself. And he was glaring at Fuji. Eiji closed his eyes and opened them right in a moment after realizing something.
“ … “ Eiji looked Fuji quickly and then gazed at the sky, sighing. “ So that’s it. Fuji… Did you do… Something with Tezuka last night? “
“ U.. Uwah? Wh-what? “
“ Hm. I thought so. “ Eiji said and put his arm down on his friends shoulder. “ You wanted to help him, didn’t you? “
Fuji didn’t answer to him since it seemed like Tezuka had gotten back into the game.
“ Eiji, hey, could you please shut up for a moment and just watch the game? “ Oishi whispered angrily behind them. Eiji’s face flushed red when he heard Oishi’s voice. Fuji smirked, he had always known something was going on with those two, something more than just partnership in tennis. He swallowed and turned back to the game. Tezuka was burning up scoring when Atobe seemed to have lost it. Tezuka was getting nearly all of the points for now, he was catching Atobe. Maybe he still had a chance to win. Fuji tried to curb his happiness but right then…
The match ended, the umpire whistled and told the numbers. The whole crowd which had been keeping thumbs up for Tezuka to win sighed while Hyoutei’s fans were screaming in ecstasy. Fuji bowed his head down after looking at his lover again. Tezuka had fallen down to his knees and buried his face to his hands.
“ Tezuka… “
Atobe laughed and walked by his side to get out of the field. He smoothed Tezuka’s hair and seemed to say something to him but Fuji couldn’t hear it all the way there. He bit his bottom lip. That Atobe… Judging by Tezuka’s face, he had said something really mean. Even though Tezuka didn’t show his feelings out so much, Fuji could still see when his lover was pissed as hell.
“ Fuji…? “ Eiji tried to call his friend but got no answer. He looked up to Oishi who shrugged and scratched his head. Fuji’s eyes widened when Atobe finally let his hand go of Tezuka and he jumped up. Eiji ran after him and so did Oishi, but it was really hard for them to stay on his track. Fuji was nearly running. When he reached the field he stopped running and closed his eyes.
“ Tezuka… “ he said quietly as he came closer to his friend, his lover, his captain. “ Are you okay? You played well. “
“ The hell I did. I sucked “ he said directly and looked up to Fuji. He reached his hand but when he noticed Eiji and Oishi coming behind him, he let his hand drop back down. Fuji rotated his head to see what happened.
“ Captain, that was one hell kind of a match! “ Oishi said and Eiji nodded. Tezuka shrugged and lift his eyebrows. Eiji and Oishi both bowed their heads down.
“ … Sorry. “
Tezuka forced a smile on his face. “ It’s nothing. It was just a match “ he said and tried to stand up. Fuji sighed. He knew his lover was feeling really down right at the moment. He gave his hand to Tezuka and pulled him up.
“ Ne, Tezuka… Shall we go home? “
Oishi and Eiji switched a quick look and stared at them, surprised.
“ Eehh? You’re living together?! “ Eiji screamed and he almost like a girl. Oishi slapped him in the head. “ Baka! Of course he meant he’d take Tezuka home, not to his place. It doesn’t mean they’re living together, you idiot. “
“ Aahh! Gomen, Oishi! Gomen! But... But… He said -- “
Fuji grinned. He hadn’t told Eiji he really was shacking up with Tezuka, and he wouldn’t do that for a while. Eiji was so cute when he was the way he was. Inui and the rest of the Seigaku team finally arrived to the field and Inui was the first to say anything.
“ Ne, Tezuka, that didn’t go too well, did it? “
“ Inui, shut up. “
“ If you were in that condition, “ Inui insisted his captain and kept on talking even though everyone else was looking at him, trying to stop him. Tezuka was looking really scary, his face looked like he could’ve snapped out of it and killed Inui with bare hands. “ wouldn’t it have been better if you -- “
“ Inui. Tomorrow. 30 laps. “
“ Eh? What? But I didn’t -- “
“ 50. “
“ … “
Inui gave up, bow his head and closed his notebook with one quick hand movement. Fuji smiled. Good, old Tezuka.
“ Are you really okay? “ Fuji asked when they were alone in his room. “ I mean… You looked really bad there and… I felt sorry for you. “
Tezuka leaned his head against Fuji’s shoulder and smiled. Fuji looked into his eyes and kissed him quickly, gently on the nose. Tezuka caressed his hair softly.
“ Really. I’m okay. After all, it was just a match, nothing more. There’ll be more matches and then I’ll be kicking their asses. “
Fuji bit his lips. “ You’re lying to me, Tezuka. “
Tezuka didn’t say anything. He grabbed his lover into his arms sliding his tongue into his mouth, caressing his back. Fuji closed his eyes as they kissed, and when Tezuka’s fingers slipped down to his pants.
“ Nn… Tezuka… “
“ Wow, you’re really needy, “ Tezuka said and grinned. “ you’re getting hard by just a kiss like that… You little slut… I like that… “ he continued, sliding his fingers over Fuji’s body, his chest, his lower body, his thighs…
“ Ah… “
Oh, and there're probably like a million mistakes since I didn't have anyone who would've read this before publishing ,__,
Editor's note: Omfg, Fuji's a slut ♥
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Fuji leaned his head forward as his lover, the captain of Seigaku tennis club, Tezuka Kunimitsu was getting ready to hit the ball with his racket, as fast as a shooting star in the sky. Tezuka could feel his staring in his back but he couldn’t care less. Right now, the match was more important. His opposite, Atobe Keigo, was leading, he had no choice but play like it was his ass in fire. Well, actually it felt like it, but Tezuka closed his eyes for a millisecond when Atobe put the ball on the move. Like a lightning, he got in front of the ball and it was close he didn’t miss it. He managed to return the ball with his hit. The crowd was screaming his name, Te-zu-ka, Te-zu-ka, and it was freaking hot. It looked like Atobe had no problems at all, he looked as fit as always, his hair was shining in the sun and Tezuka... Well... He was nothing more but Tezuka. He just had to win this match. But only if he had known how hot this day would be, he totally wouldn’t have done all those things with his lover last night. He cursed Fuji in his mind, why in the world did that boy have to be so sexy? No. He had to focus, concentrate on the game. If for nothing else then for Fuji. The crowd was amazed because of Tezuka’s spacing out for awhile since Atobe didn’t hesitate to use this chance to beat his opposite. He launched a nasty attack right to Tezuka’s forehead. Tezuka snapped out of his thoughts and bit his bottom lip. That Atobe… He never changed.
“ Oh, sorry! Totally an accident. “ Atobe yelled with an evil smirk on his face. Tezuka took a deep breath and glared at him without saying anything.
“ Wow.. No wonder he’s our captain, ” Fuji thought and bit his fingernails. “ But still, Atobe is leading… What if he actually loses? Is that even possible? “
“ Fuji, do you think it‘s possible… that… our captain is actually going to lose? “ Eiji asked carefully when he saw his friend worried expression. Fuji remained silent and stared at the game. Eiji rotated his head a bit to see where he was looking, though he knew it even without looking. Fuji blinked his eyes and gasped as he noticed his friend calling his name over and over again.
“ … Eh? Sorry, did you say something, Eiji? “
“ … Never mind. “
Fuji bowed his head down. “ You asked if he’s gonna lose, didn’t you? “
Eiji gave his friend a quick look and nodded. Fuji shrugged and closed his eyes the half-way like he always did. “ I really don’t know but… It seems like it, Eiji. “ he answered slowly and put his eyes back on the game. Tezuka was really in trouble. He could nearly feel how Tezuka was trembling on the field, how he cursed himself to be slacking power like that. He had to win this match, or everyone would be picking on him for losing to a Hyoutei’s idiot like Atobe. Tezuka tried his best but it seemed like nothing could help him anymore, he was going to lose. Fuji looked around. He saw Inui writing something to his little black notebook, Momo biting his lip in terror, Echizen nearly asleep by his side since there wasn’t much interesting situations in the game for him, that little freak… Everyone looked worried in some way. Fuji knew Tezuka was feeling bad for them, and for himself but he also knew that because of all this Tezuka would be pushing himself harder.
“ Ah! “
Tezuka was looking at him, longing, begging. Fuji felt his heart beating faster.
“ Tezuka… Please… You can do it, you can do it. “ he kept thinking but said nothing. Eiji was still standing right next to him and shook his head knowing that Tezuka saw him doing it. He was just trying to make him push himself a bit harder. Eiji knew Tezuka was an amazing player but now… Something was wrong, he wasn’t himself. And he was glaring at Fuji. Eiji closed his eyes and opened them right in a moment after realizing something.
“ … “ Eiji looked Fuji quickly and then gazed at the sky, sighing. “ So that’s it. Fuji… Did you do… Something with Tezuka last night? “
“ U.. Uwah? Wh-what? “
“ Hm. I thought so. “ Eiji said and put his arm down on his friends shoulder. “ You wanted to help him, didn’t you? “
Fuji didn’t answer to him since it seemed like Tezuka had gotten back into the game.
“ Eiji, hey, could you please shut up for a moment and just watch the game? “ Oishi whispered angrily behind them. Eiji’s face flushed red when he heard Oishi’s voice. Fuji smirked, he had always known something was going on with those two, something more than just partnership in tennis. He swallowed and turned back to the game. Tezuka was burning up scoring when Atobe seemed to have lost it. Tezuka was getting nearly all of the points for now, he was catching Atobe. Maybe he still had a chance to win. Fuji tried to curb his happiness but right then…
The match ended, the umpire whistled and told the numbers. The whole crowd which had been keeping thumbs up for Tezuka to win sighed while Hyoutei’s fans were screaming in ecstasy. Fuji bowed his head down after looking at his lover again. Tezuka had fallen down to his knees and buried his face to his hands.
“ Tezuka… “
Atobe laughed and walked by his side to get out of the field. He smoothed Tezuka’s hair and seemed to say something to him but Fuji couldn’t hear it all the way there. He bit his bottom lip. That Atobe… Judging by Tezuka’s face, he had said something really mean. Even though Tezuka didn’t show his feelings out so much, Fuji could still see when his lover was pissed as hell.
“ Fuji…? “ Eiji tried to call his friend but got no answer. He looked up to Oishi who shrugged and scratched his head. Fuji’s eyes widened when Atobe finally let his hand go of Tezuka and he jumped up. Eiji ran after him and so did Oishi, but it was really hard for them to stay on his track. Fuji was nearly running. When he reached the field he stopped running and closed his eyes.
“ Tezuka… “ he said quietly as he came closer to his friend, his lover, his captain. “ Are you okay? You played well. “
“ The hell I did. I sucked “ he said directly and looked up to Fuji. He reached his hand but when he noticed Eiji and Oishi coming behind him, he let his hand drop back down. Fuji rotated his head to see what happened.
“ Captain, that was one hell kind of a match! “ Oishi said and Eiji nodded. Tezuka shrugged and lift his eyebrows. Eiji and Oishi both bowed their heads down.
“ … Sorry. “
Tezuka forced a smile on his face. “ It’s nothing. It was just a match “ he said and tried to stand up. Fuji sighed. He knew his lover was feeling really down right at the moment. He gave his hand to Tezuka and pulled him up.
“ Ne, Tezuka… Shall we go home? “
Oishi and Eiji switched a quick look and stared at them, surprised.
“ Eehh? You’re living together?! “ Eiji screamed and he almost like a girl. Oishi slapped him in the head. “ Baka! Of course he meant he’d take Tezuka home, not to his place. It doesn’t mean they’re living together, you idiot. “
“ Aahh! Gomen, Oishi! Gomen! But... But… He said -- “
Fuji grinned. He hadn’t told Eiji he really was shacking up with Tezuka, and he wouldn’t do that for a while. Eiji was so cute when he was the way he was. Inui and the rest of the Seigaku team finally arrived to the field and Inui was the first to say anything.
“ Ne, Tezuka, that didn’t go too well, did it? “
“ Inui, shut up. “
“ If you were in that condition, “ Inui insisted his captain and kept on talking even though everyone else was looking at him, trying to stop him. Tezuka was looking really scary, his face looked like he could’ve snapped out of it and killed Inui with bare hands. “ wouldn’t it have been better if you -- “
“ Inui. Tomorrow. 30 laps. “
“ Eh? What? But I didn’t -- “
“ 50. “
“ … “
Inui gave up, bow his head and closed his notebook with one quick hand movement. Fuji smiled. Good, old Tezuka.
“ Are you really okay? “ Fuji asked when they were alone in his room. “ I mean… You looked really bad there and… I felt sorry for you. “
Tezuka leaned his head against Fuji’s shoulder and smiled. Fuji looked into his eyes and kissed him quickly, gently on the nose. Tezuka caressed his hair softly.
“ Really. I’m okay. After all, it was just a match, nothing more. There’ll be more matches and then I’ll be kicking their asses. “
Fuji bit his lips. “ You’re lying to me, Tezuka. “
Tezuka didn’t say anything. He grabbed his lover into his arms sliding his tongue into his mouth, caressing his back. Fuji closed his eyes as they kissed, and when Tezuka’s fingers slipped down to his pants.
“ Nn… Tezuka… “
“ Wow, you’re really needy, “ Tezuka said and grinned. “ you’re getting hard by just a kiss like that… You little slut… I like that… “ he continued, sliding his fingers over Fuji’s body, his chest, his lower body, his thighs…
“ Ah… “