A Visit (WARNING some BL parts)

"Fuji!"

The tensai smiled, drawing closer to his lover, each exhaled breath moaned teasingly in his lover's ear, "But it's been so long, Tezuka.."

The former captain of Seigaku Tennis Club flushed, stifling a gasp as he felt warm fingers sliding to his inner thigh, teasing his zipper, suddenly gripping hard. His vision blurred and all he wanted was to let Fuji continue while no one is watching in the auditorium -

Auditorium! His eyes flew wide, realising where they were. Fuji had asked him to this lecture of rare plants and chosen the highest seat. Far away from the lecturer's sight, Fuji felt bored and began to turn his attention on his speciment/lover.

Tezuka grabbed Fuji's hand, ignoring the gasp but gently brought his hand back to his side.

Fuji did not borther his captain after that.

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It was a rare occasion to invite the rest of the regulars to Fuji's house. Fuji had successfully grown a catcus hybrid and shown it to his professor who gave him the highest marks in his faculty - as expected from a genius, everyone would say.

But no one understood its significance. It was just the occassion that mattered - it had been a long time since they had gathered - even more rare that Tezuka had flown all the way from Germany - and - with Fuji's repeated calls - Ryoma flying down all the way from America.

Among the reputed singles' player of the former Seigaku Tennis club Fuji stayed in Japan, continuing his education. However he declined Tokyo University's offer to pursue his studies in Seigaku University.

Each of them had not changed much - they decided not to let any circumstances change them.

But they knew why Fuji had invited them here. No one dared to take the initiative - or so it seemed.

"Buchou."

It had been years since they heard this address, especially from Ryoma. They stopped their merriment and each fell into silence.

"Echizen."

The atmosphere tensed as the rest knew Tezuka and Ryoma may break each other's rackets, hands and limbs as they compete face-to-face in a tennis singles' international match one day.

"Heard about it, Buchou's condition." Ryoma casually drank from his Ponta can.

That hit the nail on the head. Fuji bit his lip, hoping that Tezuka would not know the true objective of this gathering.

"Ah." Was the former captain's reply.

"Any plans?" Their favourite ochibi continued, still drinking from his can.

Momoshiro tried his luck. "Tezuka buchou, wouldn't you like to come back -"

The cup that their former captain was holding had rested on the table. Fuji knew. If he had suggested, Tezuka would burst at him. However in the presence of others, he would keep his cool and try to think calmly as he spoke, "I have."

Fuji's heart leapt, he almost clapped his hands together smiling, "That's wonderful, ne?" but he knew it was not the right time. Trust Ryoma to be casual about it. "When?"

Each of them held back their eager anticipation.

"Hyoutei's coming back with a bang, Atobe that spoilt king of a brat had donated a huge sum of money to the sports association for tennis." The reigning Prince of Tennis looked squarely in his former captain's eyes. "I'm coming back, buchou."

"Everyone, I'm sorry. I have to think about it." Tezuka Kunimitsu's answer ended the gathering.

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"That was uncalled for."

Fuji gazed at the night sky. Fuji had asked Tezuka to stay at his place since his sister is away on a business trip.

Tezuka stared into the sky in silence.

"You have no family there," Fuji continued. "It must be hard being alone." What more, Fuji? "I can't -" he broke off. He couldn't go on.

"Fuji." The eyes once hard had softened to a gaze so fixed in Fuji's eyes as he felt a strong arm around his trembling self.

"Let me go." Fuji pleaded. He couldn't bear to see his lover leaving him.

"You told me to stay." The hand was so warm as he felt his lover gently wiping away his tears, slowly bringing him to rest on the wooden floor.

"Why..did you come back..?"

"Because it has been long."