Move With Me: chpt 5
A/N: This chapter is dedicated for the memory of my Great-Uncle Joe. You will be dearly missed good man…
It would be safe to assume that Fuji was a little apprehensive about the party; not that he was antisocial but because he knew Tezuka was. The captain/coach/trainer never seemed to want to join in on their ‘team-building’ activities also known as the feeding of the bottomless pit of a kohai-tachi Momoshiro and Echizen, randomly stalking fellow teammates, or the friendly odd games of billiards or bowling and swimming. No, in the short time that they have spent together Fuji knew that tonight would be a challenge in itself to just get Tezuka there much less dance with him. He would need help; Professional help. Fast.
For only that reason, he convinced himself, was he behind the swimming pool hall waiting for the only Atobe to ever grace Seigaku grounds.
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Eiji whistled low as his eyes fixed on the structure before him. “Is this what Atobe-san meant when he said manor? It looks like a mansion to me.”
Oishi pulled up to Atobe’s downtown manor which indeed appeared to be a miniature replica of the actual mansion his family resided in most of the time at the edge of the city. The building was a comfortable looking two-storey European style home with a third level window jutting out above the middle of three balconies. The house had a small semi-circular curved shape along the sides and bright lights and music could be seen and heard coming from the right curve where two chimneys were smoking. Assuming that the party was being held in that section of the house; Oishi allowed the valet to park his car as he escorted Eiji around to the party.
The place was packed. It seemed as if every single member of the team, and then some, came to the party. Eiji paused to look for familiar faces, going up on his tip-toes to see above the crowd. Oishi tapped his shoulder and pointed across the yard to small group of people he recognized.
“I’ll be over there ok. I haven’t seen Sengoku-kun or Kajimoto-kun in a while. If you’re looking for anyone, try the food bars first, at the very least Echizen and Momo should be there.”
“Ok Oishi. Don’t forget you owe me a dance later nya!” Eiji replied before bouncing off to the bar and greeting everyone he knew along the way. He vaguely registered that only the middle Fuji was missing, when he passed the eldest Fuji talking with Mizuki and Yuta on the deck.
Said Fuji was currently combing the crowd below from the second floor of the manor for one bespectacled brown-eyed buchou. With his self proclaimed Tezu-Radar it didn’t take long. He found him over by the pool, lounging with Sanada. They weren’t talking, dancing or anything, just standing side by side with drinks in their hands and watching the dance floor.
“When I said to make sure Tezuka made it to the party, I meant make sure he was here to party. Not stand around like one of your garden statues with Sanada.”
“I did my part, Tezuka is here. It’s up to you to get him to notice you, not me.”
“Then don’t blame me when you can’t keep Jiroh awake between your rounds of self praise. If I’m on my own with the socially inept, then so are you.” Fuji replied to the haughty heir before deftly stalking of to find his friends and mingle.
Atobe, always one to enjoy watching Fuji leave, admired the unconscious sway to his hips. He would never truly understand his love-hate relationship with the other boy, yet wouldn’t change it for the world. He took a sip of margarita before turning to find his own unresponsive partner amongst the crowd. With any luck, the boy would actually be conscious.
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“Nice night for a party huh?” Fuji said as he approached the now alone Tezuka. He figured Yukimura must have finally arrived and the ever attentive Sanada had to be by his side. It just wasn’t right to leave Tezuka to his lonesomeness when there was a perfectly willing Fuji there to keep him company.
“Ah.”
“…The music is nice too. Atobe-kun got a good DJ.”
“Ah.”
Fuji was quickly losing confidence. He had no idea what they should talk about. The man was like a rock. He sighed softly as his eyes fell on Eiji and Oishi dancing amongst the crowd. How nice it must be to be here with a date already. A party was the perfect place to get Tezuka to socialize and maybe notice him for something other than his diving but the big lug just didn’t want to cooperate.
“Would you like to dance?”
Fuji looked at him surprised for a moment before replying, “Ah.”
“That’s my line.” Tezuka replied with a small smirk as he took Fuji’s hand in his and led him onto the dance floor. As he wrapped his arms around the lithe figure he noticed that their outfits blended almost perfectly. Fuji’s white silk mandarin collared shirt made his black pinstripe dress shirt look more exotic than it was. He had daringly left two buttons open, which he thought pointless, but next to Fuji’s high collar he oddly felt more comfortable with his skin bare.
“I’ll give you fare warning now; I’m not a very good dancer.”
“Neither am I. I much prefer to bump and grind…” at Tezuka’s bewildered look Fuji swiftly added, “…or swaying. Yes, we can just let the rhythm move us.” He continued with what he hoped was a calming smile.
They danced for a few songs, and Fuji was pleasantly surprised when he felt Tezuka roll his hips into his own during an upbeat song. But now as they held each other loosely he couldn’t help but admire the man in front of him.
Greedy eyes ran over the smooth expanse of exposed skin and Fuji wondered if he would be too forward if he laid his head there. He didn’t want to risk making Tezuka uncomfortable, but he did it anyway.
Tezuka tensed slightly at the feel of silky hair on his bare chest. He felt Fuji begin to pull away and tightened his hold on the tensai. Raising his head just enough to rest his chin on the shorter boys head, he continued to sway to the soft music around them, perfectly content.
The mood was broken, however, when he felt his cell phone buzz, soon after a shrill sound rang in the air. Reluctantly excusing himself, Tezuka left the dance floor to answer the call in a quiet corner.
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Seeing Tezuka leave, Eiji felt it was his right as the best-friend to coax some information from the tensai. He had been watching them dance earlier and couldn’t help but feel that there was something more beneath their innocent motions. Whether there was or not, he was going to find out and now seemed the perfect time.
“Fu-ji-ko…” he sang playfully as he sashayed toward the short male. He theatrically embraced the shorter man and led him in the upcoming waltz.
Fuji chuckled at Eiji’s antics and decided to humor him before the expected interrogation began. “Why Eiji, I already knew you were light on your feet, but it seems you’re a regular twinkle-toes ne?”
Eiji sighed. He knew this wasn’t going to be easy but he still hoped for an easy answer. So he let all playfulness fall from his face, “Do you like Tezuka-san?” When Fuji answered with a nod he continued, “I don’t know how far along you are but remember I’m always here to help if ever you want to coincidently meet somewhere for a double date. Tezuka-san seems comfortable enough around Oishi so I’m sure it wouldn’t be uncomfortable nya.” He ended thoughtfully.
“Thank you Eiji. If ever I need assistance, I’ll be sure to let you know. I’m going to say goodnight to Saeki, he seems a little exasperated with Kurabane and David’s attention.”
Eiji watched as Fuji ‘rescued’ Saeki from the duo, he appeared to only make things worse by indulging David. Feeling uncomfortable standing on the dance floor with no partner, he looked around for someone to occupy his time. He spotted Tezuka pacing in a corner, he seemed slightly irritated by the conversation he was having. Not thinking much of it, he walked over to the other man to find out his intentions with Fuji.
“No I don’t want you here.” He didn’t pause long enough for the other person to reply, “I’m enjoying myself enough without your company.”
Tezuka paused to rub the bridge of his nose “I’ll call you when I get home, but do not contact me again while I’m with Fuji-kun. I don’t want him to know about you.”
Before he could completely close the flip phone, Tezuka felt himself being turned around.
“Stay away from Fuji.” Eiji fiercely whispered. Despite the loud music around him, he’d heard every word and was appalled to learn of Tezuka’s two-timing ways.
“Excuse me?”
“You heard me, and if you don’t stay away from him, I’ll be sure that he stays away from you!” Eiji declared before storming out to find his friend. There is no way I’m going to stand around and have him mess with Fujiko-chan. Not when there are still decent people here.
A/N: *Sigh* sorry it took so long to update, but apart from the hassles of school and the multiple deaths I learned about last week -my fav. great uncle and a close friend’s father- I found Fuji and Eiji’s scene as well as Eiji and Tezuka’s difficult to write -I hope you liked it regardless of the awful material- I’ll try to update once a week at the least but it would seem that there may be multiple chpts within the same week as well… anywho I look forward to your reviews!!! They guilt trip me into updating faster!!! lol
It would be safe to assume that Fuji was a little apprehensive about the party; not that he was antisocial but because he knew Tezuka was. The captain/coach/trainer never seemed to want to join in on their ‘team-building’ activities also known as the feeding of the bottomless pit of a kohai-tachi Momoshiro and Echizen, randomly stalking fellow teammates, or the friendly odd games of billiards or bowling and swimming. No, in the short time that they have spent together Fuji knew that tonight would be a challenge in itself to just get Tezuka there much less dance with him. He would need help; Professional help. Fast.
For only that reason, he convinced himself, was he behind the swimming pool hall waiting for the only Atobe to ever grace Seigaku grounds.
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Eiji whistled low as his eyes fixed on the structure before him. “Is this what Atobe-san meant when he said manor? It looks like a mansion to me.”
Oishi pulled up to Atobe’s downtown manor which indeed appeared to be a miniature replica of the actual mansion his family resided in most of the time at the edge of the city. The building was a comfortable looking two-storey European style home with a third level window jutting out above the middle of three balconies. The house had a small semi-circular curved shape along the sides and bright lights and music could be seen and heard coming from the right curve where two chimneys were smoking. Assuming that the party was being held in that section of the house; Oishi allowed the valet to park his car as he escorted Eiji around to the party.
The place was packed. It seemed as if every single member of the team, and then some, came to the party. Eiji paused to look for familiar faces, going up on his tip-toes to see above the crowd. Oishi tapped his shoulder and pointed across the yard to small group of people he recognized.
“I’ll be over there ok. I haven’t seen Sengoku-kun or Kajimoto-kun in a while. If you’re looking for anyone, try the food bars first, at the very least Echizen and Momo should be there.”
“Ok Oishi. Don’t forget you owe me a dance later nya!” Eiji replied before bouncing off to the bar and greeting everyone he knew along the way. He vaguely registered that only the middle Fuji was missing, when he passed the eldest Fuji talking with Mizuki and Yuta on the deck.
Said Fuji was currently combing the crowd below from the second floor of the manor for one bespectacled brown-eyed buchou. With his self proclaimed Tezu-Radar it didn’t take long. He found him over by the pool, lounging with Sanada. They weren’t talking, dancing or anything, just standing side by side with drinks in their hands and watching the dance floor.
“When I said to make sure Tezuka made it to the party, I meant make sure he was here to party. Not stand around like one of your garden statues with Sanada.”
“I did my part, Tezuka is here. It’s up to you to get him to notice you, not me.”
“Then don’t blame me when you can’t keep Jiroh awake between your rounds of self praise. If I’m on my own with the socially inept, then so are you.” Fuji replied to the haughty heir before deftly stalking of to find his friends and mingle.
Atobe, always one to enjoy watching Fuji leave, admired the unconscious sway to his hips. He would never truly understand his love-hate relationship with the other boy, yet wouldn’t change it for the world. He took a sip of margarita before turning to find his own unresponsive partner amongst the crowd. With any luck, the boy would actually be conscious.
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“Nice night for a party huh?” Fuji said as he approached the now alone Tezuka. He figured Yukimura must have finally arrived and the ever attentive Sanada had to be by his side. It just wasn’t right to leave Tezuka to his lonesomeness when there was a perfectly willing Fuji there to keep him company.
“Ah.”
“…The music is nice too. Atobe-kun got a good DJ.”
“Ah.”
Fuji was quickly losing confidence. He had no idea what they should talk about. The man was like a rock. He sighed softly as his eyes fell on Eiji and Oishi dancing amongst the crowd. How nice it must be to be here with a date already. A party was the perfect place to get Tezuka to socialize and maybe notice him for something other than his diving but the big lug just didn’t want to cooperate.
“Would you like to dance?”
Fuji looked at him surprised for a moment before replying, “Ah.”
“That’s my line.” Tezuka replied with a small smirk as he took Fuji’s hand in his and led him onto the dance floor. As he wrapped his arms around the lithe figure he noticed that their outfits blended almost perfectly. Fuji’s white silk mandarin collared shirt made his black pinstripe dress shirt look more exotic than it was. He had daringly left two buttons open, which he thought pointless, but next to Fuji’s high collar he oddly felt more comfortable with his skin bare.
“I’ll give you fare warning now; I’m not a very good dancer.”
“Neither am I. I much prefer to bump and grind…” at Tezuka’s bewildered look Fuji swiftly added, “…or swaying. Yes, we can just let the rhythm move us.” He continued with what he hoped was a calming smile.
They danced for a few songs, and Fuji was pleasantly surprised when he felt Tezuka roll his hips into his own during an upbeat song. But now as they held each other loosely he couldn’t help but admire the man in front of him.
Greedy eyes ran over the smooth expanse of exposed skin and Fuji wondered if he would be too forward if he laid his head there. He didn’t want to risk making Tezuka uncomfortable, but he did it anyway.
Tezuka tensed slightly at the feel of silky hair on his bare chest. He felt Fuji begin to pull away and tightened his hold on the tensai. Raising his head just enough to rest his chin on the shorter boys head, he continued to sway to the soft music around them, perfectly content.
The mood was broken, however, when he felt his cell phone buzz, soon after a shrill sound rang in the air. Reluctantly excusing himself, Tezuka left the dance floor to answer the call in a quiet corner.
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Seeing Tezuka leave, Eiji felt it was his right as the best-friend to coax some information from the tensai. He had been watching them dance earlier and couldn’t help but feel that there was something more beneath their innocent motions. Whether there was or not, he was going to find out and now seemed the perfect time.
“Fu-ji-ko…” he sang playfully as he sashayed toward the short male. He theatrically embraced the shorter man and led him in the upcoming waltz.
Fuji chuckled at Eiji’s antics and decided to humor him before the expected interrogation began. “Why Eiji, I already knew you were light on your feet, but it seems you’re a regular twinkle-toes ne?”
Eiji sighed. He knew this wasn’t going to be easy but he still hoped for an easy answer. So he let all playfulness fall from his face, “Do you like Tezuka-san?” When Fuji answered with a nod he continued, “I don’t know how far along you are but remember I’m always here to help if ever you want to coincidently meet somewhere for a double date. Tezuka-san seems comfortable enough around Oishi so I’m sure it wouldn’t be uncomfortable nya.” He ended thoughtfully.
“Thank you Eiji. If ever I need assistance, I’ll be sure to let you know. I’m going to say goodnight to Saeki, he seems a little exasperated with Kurabane and David’s attention.”
Eiji watched as Fuji ‘rescued’ Saeki from the duo, he appeared to only make things worse by indulging David. Feeling uncomfortable standing on the dance floor with no partner, he looked around for someone to occupy his time. He spotted Tezuka pacing in a corner, he seemed slightly irritated by the conversation he was having. Not thinking much of it, he walked over to the other man to find out his intentions with Fuji.
“No I don’t want you here.” He didn’t pause long enough for the other person to reply, “I’m enjoying myself enough without your company.”
Tezuka paused to rub the bridge of his nose “I’ll call you when I get home, but do not contact me again while I’m with Fuji-kun. I don’t want him to know about you.”
Before he could completely close the flip phone, Tezuka felt himself being turned around.
“Stay away from Fuji.” Eiji fiercely whispered. Despite the loud music around him, he’d heard every word and was appalled to learn of Tezuka’s two-timing ways.
“Excuse me?”
“You heard me, and if you don’t stay away from him, I’ll be sure that he stays away from you!” Eiji declared before storming out to find his friend. There is no way I’m going to stand around and have him mess with Fujiko-chan. Not when there are still decent people here.
A/N: *Sigh* sorry it took so long to update, but apart from the hassles of school and the multiple deaths I learned about last week -my fav. great uncle and a close friend’s father- I found Fuji and Eiji’s scene as well as Eiji and Tezuka’s difficult to write -I hope you liked it regardless of the awful material- I’ll try to update once a week at the least but it would seem that there may be multiple chpts within the same week as well… anywho I look forward to your reviews!!! They guilt trip me into updating faster!!! lol