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Sep 30, 2004 12:15

Second round matches have been completed. The results were... interesting. We got rained out yesterday, so the next round won't start until Saturday. It is gratifying to see people on the courts outside of club time to prepare or practice (including myself, I admit).

Still no indication from Kantoku on who he will choose for fukubuchou. Although I admit I've noticed him watching a couple of the third-years more than others, but of course I can't say whom at this point.


You're something else - have I told you that? I am so tempted to watch you to the exclusion of others in public... my eyes just seem to keep straying in your direction. You've gotten under my skin and deep into my heart... (heh, and no need to make a comeback to that, I already know what you're going to say...)

love you already...


This new relationship with Fuji... although I feel like I've fallen into this headlong and deeply, I nevertheless feel a little queasiness... because I can't help but wonder if his feelings for me as just as strong. How can they be? He's had a relationship before... and might there still be feelings there? Then there is Yuuta... Syuusuke obviously loves his brother very much and has a great deal of affection for him. Can we say "brother complex"? I just wonder whether I'm setting myself up to be hurt.

I guess... what might help is that I continue to develop other friendships. Syuusuke has Yuuta and his old friend Saeki... I don't really have any support group like that for myself. Oshitari-kun, perhaps... and I think Saeki and I will become friends, too, through this project for the paper we're working on together. He's certainly a likable guy. But he could be too close to Syuusuke...

(and when did I start thinking of him as Syuusuke, anyway?)

Fuji and I haven't... done much. Although I have to admit that sleeping together has been incredible, though that's pretty much all we do aside from making out. We haven't gone further... and I have no idea which one of us - or both - is holding back.

Perhaps we're afraid of drowning... am I? Is he?

Something to contemplate...
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