SUGAR HIGH!
Eiji's mobile rang. "Hoi hoi!" the energetic acrobatic player of Seigaku said cheerfully.
"..."
"What? Fuji, calm down! I don't understand what you're saying!"
"..."
"Oh god -- No way! Are you sure?! Did you check --"
"...!"
"Okay, okay! Don't move, Fuji! I'm coming over right now!"
In the manner of most Seigaku communications, news spread quickly. Eiji called Oishi ("Of course I told Oishi! I tell Oishi everything!"), who called Inui ("You have to help! Maybe there's something in your data!"), who called Kaidoh, and Momoshiro, who was already with Ryouma, and Kawamura ("Ii data...").
So it was that the entire Seigaku Regulars were assembled in front of Fuji's bedroom in a matter of minutes.
Eiji was the first to move. "I think this is... it?"
Oishi swallowed, and knocked tentatively at the door.
A moment of silence, and slowly, the door creaked open. A mostly-naked, disheveled Fuji looked out from behind the door, his eyes rimmed with red.
"Fuji..."
Fuji silently pushed the door open in silent invitation. Gathering a white sheet closer about his unclothed body, he pointed dramatically at his bed.
Slowly, the Regulars gathered around the bed, looking down at the still prone figure with a kind of sick fascination.
"... God, Fuji... you killed Tezuka with too much sex..."
****
OMAKE: UNSPOKEN REACTIONS
Slowly, the Regulars gathered around the bed, looking down at the still prone figure with a kind of sick fascination.
'Oh my... he's just as _big_ in death as he was in life'
'How could he leave me this way? I didn't even notice he was gone until *after* I came...'
'Wah!!! Now Oishi and I will never get our chance to fulfil our threesome fantasy with buchou!'
'Che. He died before i could grow up and make him my uke.'
'fushuuuuuuu.'
THE END.
omi: *fuwas* my first and only zuka/fu ficcy... no wait! not my first! but... heh. yeah. *ambles off in search of more sugar*