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I give you ...
Some other TeFu drabbles ... XD
Ticklish
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There are few things that can bring Tezuka out of his concentration. And Fuji has recently found one.
"Fuji. Don't."
It's no question. It's no statement. It's an order.
Pouting Fuji withdraws.
"You're no fun to tease ... Tezuka."
The glare Seigaku's Buchou shoots him is only the warning of what is about to come.
"Fuji, 50 laps. Now."
Grinning the Tensai leaves his friend's side. He will get his revenge later this evening. And he knows Tezuka knows.
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"No, Syusu...ke..."
It does not matter how hard he tries. He can not stop the giggle from escaping.
"How come you act so stoic, and yet in my presence you are ... like this?"
Hazel eyes lock with blue ones. An intense gaze.
"You are the only one who dares to tickle me."
Fuji's eyes widen upon hearing the comment and upon seeing the small smile breaking through.
"Mitsu ... "
A soft punch against the Captain's arm is his only warning. And a second later he is rewarded when the Tensai's lips cover his own.
True, he was ticklish. And true, he didn't want anyone to know. Certainly not the blue eyed boy in his arms. But this, Tezuka decided, was worth the teasing ...
The End
A long walk
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The sun is slowly coming up. A full blue sky. Just a couple of white clouds. A promise for a beautiful day.
Smiling my eyes drift back towards the ground. Following the rhythmic pattern of my feet. The next song starts, and I tell myself I'm gonna stop running when this song has ended. As I told myself at the beginning of the previous song, and the one before that, and the one before that. As I will tell myself at the beginning of the next song, and the one following that, and the one following that.
I know myself. That's why I've made a playlists of songs I love. Songs that motivate me to keep running...
~ * ~ * ~
"Had a nice run?"
I smile, immediately capturing the hidden meaning behind her words.
"Yeah, sure..."
I know she catches mine as well.
Turning I walk out of the room, immediately halting when I hear her soft voice call me back.
"It will turn out to be alright."
Something between a snicker and a sigh escapes my lips. I trust my nee-san's predictions and feelings, though this time, I fear she is wrong...
~ * ~ * ~
The hot water relaxes my muscles. It's strange how, even though I hate running and it's a lonely road I'm taking, I love the satisfied feeling afterward.
"Syusuke ... Eiji on the phone for you!"
I smile when I turn off the water for a second.
"Ask if I can call him back within a quarter ... "
It doesn't take long before my sister yells back it's okay. And my smile widens when the hot water crashes down on me once again.
~ * ~ * ~
"Eiji! How are you?"
My smiling mask falters when I realise how long ago it has been.
"All fine over here. How are you?"
Even though his voice is as cheerful as it has always been, it can easily detect the suptile worry in it. Seems I still know him well enough.
"Fine as well. Though ... I'm sorry I haven't called you sooner... It has been way too long ago."
In the background I can hear Oishi yell that dinner will be ready in ten minutes.
"Nya... I could have called sooner as well. We're both to blame Fujiko."
A soft chuckle leaves my lips upon hearing the old nickname.
"How long has it been?"
There is no mistake in hearing the worry and sadness this time.
"Long Eiji ... So long ... And I've been walking the entire road alone ... I'm tired of waiting."
There are not much words needed between us. There never were. And he knows me.
"Nya, did you know Oichibi is back in Japan?"
I smile. Grateful. Though I know he will worry about my words later on.
~ * ~ * ~
"Aniki. Play a match against me."
It's not a question. And I blink in surprise.
"Yuuta... I didn't think you'd be home already..."
There comes no reply. There never comes.
Shrugging I nod.
"Sure, I'll go take my stuff."
~ * ~ * ~
"Ah..."
I can feel my legs are going to give away underneath me. Quickly I set myself down, vaguely hearing Yuuta call out the result of our game.
Sweat is slowly dripping down my face. I lost. 7 games to 5.
It amazes me time and time again that he has grown so strong. And that my tennis has turned so weak. Perhaps I should have kept playing. Perhaps I should not have left. Perhaps we would ...
"Aniki..."
Looking up I can see the worry clearly written on my brother's face. And it is by looking at him that I notice there is no smile on my lips, my eyes are opened, and silent tears are rolling down.
I hate being alone. I hate walking on a road, with no one by my side. I ...
~ * ~ * ~
My plane leaves in 10 hours. I've seen everybody again. My family. Eiji. The other's of our old team. Even Echizen. But not him. Not Tezuka.
Yuuta walks passed my door and I can see him shooting a worried glance inside my room. He had never expected me to break down like that. Hell, I had never expected me to break down like that.
Standing I take my suitcases. Placing them near the door.
Another job. Another country. Another couple of months away from home.
Again leaving without seeing him, without talking to him, without ...
I lay myself down on my bed. Trying to get my emotions back under control. Trying to get the smiling mask back on my face. Trying to forget him.
"Syusuke... Visit for you."
Blinking I wonder if I heard the doorbell ring.
"Coming."
Taking a couple of steps, I walk through the doorway, and immediately halt again.
"Te...zuka..."
There is nothing to read on his face. Mine on the contrary is like an open book.
"I'm sorry ..."
I can't say anything. No words leave my lips.
Slowly he raises his arm. And there, in the palm of his hand, lies a tennis ball. Words written on the yellow surface. Words I know by heart, without needing to read them.
"I'm sorry it has taken me so very long."
A small smile starts gracing my lips.
"It was a long walk. Lonely. And so very long. But I finally managed to catch up with you."
A couple of tear escape my eyes and I can feel Yuuta leaving his room to see what's going on. But it all does not matter when I can feel strong arms wrap around me, and I can lean against his chest, feeling his heartbeat.
I love you
The End
Glass Window
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Nine years. It has been nine years. And yet ... He has not changed a bit.
Hair still ruffled. No smile. A stern looking face. Arms often folded. Glasses still in place.
His style hasn't changed either. Strong. Simple. Effective. Dangerous. Merciless ... It reminds me of back then. Of how much I enjoyed playing against him. All the times we secretly played, when no one of our team knew. I have very fond memories of the court next to the railways.
I smile when I hear people next to me gasp in surprise. My eyes are glued on the game, following the curve of the ball, eventhough I know it will always return towards him.
"Tezuka Zone ..."
My voice is but a mere whisper, not even loud enough for the person next to me to hear it.
~ * ~ * ~
The press conferention is loud and overcrowded. Of course it is. Who wouldn't want to see the great Japanese player. Who wouldn't want to hear the great Tezuka Kunimitsu.
A soft snicker leaves my lips.
If Tezuka speaks as much as 5 words the entire conferention, it will be much... Methaporicly speaking, of course. But then again, the reporters should be used to that by now ...
I know I'm taking a risk. Standing behind the glass wall. He just has to turn his head ... But I can't help it. I just have to see him. After all, nine years. It's really long ...
Long fingers run over my body, through my hair, caressing my face. His body is warm against my own. His embrace is strong and safe. His heartbeat, beating in time with mine. His breathing a ghostly touch. His voice, calm and sexy and his words only meant for me to hear. His rare, open, honest smile, for me alone to see.
My cellphone brings me back to reality. Picking it up I quickly walk away from the huge window seperating us once again.
"Moshi Moshi."
Eiji's cheerfull voice rings through my ears. It's not enough however to make me feel better.
"Iie. I'm not at home."
The silence in the hallway makes that my voice sounds loud when I speak.
"Sure. What time shall I pick you up tomorrow?"
Nodding I take out my agenda, smiling sadly when I pass the picture I pasted in it.
"How did you know?"
My eyes open wide. There's no one to see it anyway.
"Hai. I'm at the press conference. And yes, he hasn't changed..."
Sighing I lean against the wall. It's coldness against my back is somewhat reassuring.
"Eiji.. Please, I do not wish to talk about it... I ..."
My voice falters when I see a familiar figure approach.
"Gomen ne, I got to go. See you tomorrow."
I don't even wait for an answer. Knowing he probably understood why I hung up so suddenly.
"Fuji..."
His voice is soft and still as I remember.
I nod once, not really trusting my voice to speak, to say his name. Not in front of him.
"It has been long..."
Nine years Tezuka. That is not long... That is an eternity if it concerns the one you love.
I should say it outloud. I really should. But the words seem to refuse to leave my lips.
"How are you?"
My eyes are closed, and not because it's a habit, but because he'd be able to see too much in them right now.
"Fine. Just fine ..."
Now I am. Now I've seen you. Now you talk to me.
"Don't lie to me Fuji. Please don't."
My eyes open slightly. Revealing only a thin line of blue. Most people get scared of it.
"Then don't leave me again ..."
I did not mean for these words to come out. I did not want to reply at all. And eventhough I am scared of what his reaction will be, I know there is nothing on my face, nothing in my composure that betrays my feelings.
His eyes widen. Rather a comical sight. And I can see a lot in his usual stoic face.
Confussion is the most present. A bit of sadness, what I don't really understand. But not at all rejection. Far away I think I even discover acceptance and ... love?
Taking a deep breath I push these thoughts away. I must be imagining things I hope I would see.
"Why did you never tell me?"
A humourless chuckle escapes my lips.
"You're really asking me that?"
Turning I am ready to walk away. Not being able to stand it any longer.
His hand that closes around my wrist is a gentle touch. Though it makes me stop without a second thought.
"Don't run away. Don't run away from me."
Closed eyes are watching the floor. My back still facing him.
"I've wasted nine years already. Gomen ne."
Slowly I rise my head. Though I'm still not facing him.
"Please, cancel whatever you were planning to do with Kikumaru."
His voice is soft, gentle, fragile.
"Your scheduele. You don't have time for..."
He doens't even let me finish.
"My scheduele doesn't matter. Not anymore. Not now..."
Turning I let our eyes meet, letting my blue orbs tell him everything.
"I made a terrible mistake..."
A small smile graces my lips when I move my hand to caress his face. How long have I longed to do so?
"Play a match against me tomorrow."
A simple nod. His hand squeesing mine gently.
It are all the answers I need.
Yes, nine years had been extremely long. But I could wait a couple of days more before feeling his lips on mine. And I knew it would take even longer before I would hear him whisper these words I longed for. It was okay though. I could see them written clearly in his eyes now.
I love you
The End
Studying
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The library is silent and empty. It's my favorite hide-out place. Nearly no one comes to the library anymore. Except for some. Some who I'll never try to hide for.
"What are you studying?"
The soft whisper sounds loud.
Smiling I look aside. Strange that I didn't notice him taking place right next to me.
"Chemistry."
I turn my attention back on my book, knowing he'll not speak another word. One hand on the table, turning the pages every now and then. My other hand resting in my lap.
"There is ..."
Surprised I look up. Seeing him sit as concentrated as ever on his own book in front of him. I must have heard wrongly.
Yet when his fingers close themself around my hand, I understand what he meant. A gentle squeeze in all the answer I give. All the answer he needs.
Smiling I take an empty piece of paper. Quickly sqruibling something on the blanck surface.
The smile that graces his lips is all I need. I love you too.
The End
They were posted over at TezuFuji art/fic/drabble.
Guess it was about time I posted these stories here as well ... XD