Wasabi Apple
This is a birthday fic for applentoast. Though it's already 5 days ago. I hope it's not too bad for a present(?).
Anyway...Belated Happy Birthday Yui!
Title: Wasabi Apple (please forgive me for my lack of imagination on naming)
Pairing: Perfect Pair
Genre: A boring humor...maybe?
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Konomi-sensei owns the characters.
Summary: Fuji cheated on Tezuka (?!)
Warnings: Un-betaed, slightly crack.
"Yada*! Eiji, not there..."
"Nya? But you just told me a little bit lower, and it's lower now!"
"Mou, Eiji..."
When Tezuka was going to turn the door knob of the clubroom of Seishun Gakuen boys tennis club. He didn't mean to hear something like this. He just happened to show his face at the afternoon practice earlier than usual due to the postponing of the student council monthly meeting.
Tezuka wasn't someone who would eavesdrop. He certainly wasn't. It's just that when it involved Fuji, he had to make sure the smaller boy won't do some Tezuka-embarrassing-pranks or manage to turn the practice session into a disaster. He absolutely wasn't eavesdropping because of what the conversations seem implying to. No he wasn't.
"Mou Eiji! I said Yada! That tickles..."
"But Fuji! I'm just doing what you've asked nya!"
"..."
"Here nya?"
"Mm...kimochi**..."
"..."
"Ah...Ah! Eiji...could you please not rub that hard? It was starting to get hurt..."
"Nya? Gomen Fuji, I was just too concentrate and forget the force..."
Tezuka wasn't eavesdropping because of the satisfied moans Fuji gave. And he certainly wasn't irate because of what Fuji and Eiji seem doing. Of course he wasn't.
But still, he felt like exploding at any minute. And he sure it wasn't by the moans. It certainly didn't have anything to do with those sensual moans.
"N...ha..."
He couldn't take it anymore.
*****
"Kikumaru! Fuji!"
"?"
There, Fuji was lying prone on the bench, shirtless. There's a large towel place on the bench where Fuji lying on. Eiji, who’s kneeling beside Fuji, shirtless as well.
With a bottle of sun block in his left hand.
"Ah, Tezuka! Come here!"
"Ne, Tezuka, look! Eiji brought this for me yesterday. Would you want to have some? This is wasabi apple flavor***!"
Tezuka didn't know when Eiji got out of the club room. And he didn't even know when Fuji shoved the sun block into his own hand.
All he knew was Fuji looks palatable enough.
Though he never fond of wasabi, it won't hurt to give it a try, will it?
"Shouldn't you finish your task on hand first, Fuji?"
"Saa...you're right, Tezuka."
*END*
A/N:
* = やだ, means "No" in English.
** = 気持ち, means "Feel good", or "Comfortable" in English.
*** = This was just something I made up. I know it sounds weird, please don't mind me.
**Posted to: tezukafuji