Blind Wind: Chapter 1 - Long Gone
Be nice P lol It's
the first time I'm gonna test out a story divided into chapters. And I
know I can be a bit wordy, so I divided it up into paragraphs.
A small boy, precious and sweet, his face filled with the colors of autumn, his presence that could mean a thousand diamonds, his beautiful shimmering eyes that had been so sea-blue.
That small boy, now his knees down on the ground, his hands by his side, clenched in a hopeless fist. One hand was raised up, leaning against the sakura tree in front of him. He was a boy, the boy who was crying in tears that meant nothing to anyone at all.
And maybe this would be the last time he could cry, for all his tears would be wasted away and he would have no more left.
The strongest wind cannot be seen. It cannot be felt. It cannot be heard. It cannot be touched. One moment there is nothing and the next, it brushes past you ferociously.
But the weakest wind is visible. It is avoidable. It is evident. It is in the focus of the eye, a sound audible to the ear. Yet it can do no more than rustle the leaves on the trees.
Leave me.
Fuji is a weak wind. He is in the attention of the fan girls at Seishun Gakuen School. He is noticed wherever he goes, through the hallways, a break to the bathroom. The well-known prodigy: a god to loyal fans and a lion to his opponents.
But just as a weak wind cannot wreck a house or bring a tree tumbling down onto the ground, Fuji could not grasp the eyes of Tezuka Kunimitsu, the captain of the Seigaku tennis team.
Leave me. I don't want to know you. I don't want to see that face of yours ever again.
May Fuji be granted all the wishes he could wish for he was not granted Tezuka. And may Fuji try all he might he sorrowfully knows deep down that Tezuka could never be his. Because Tezuka was a strong wind: he was the strongest. And Fuji was the weakest. Luck occurs to the one who is chosen, and Fuji was not that one.
So strong Tezuka is, he could do more than beat his rival at tennis. He could hurt Fuji. He could break his heart, tear him apart, and rip him to pieces until all he has left are the tears flowing like a waterfall down his cheeks.
He could rob away the light in Fuji's blue eyes, steal away his smile like a theft, and above all, take away what Fuji treasured the most: Tezuka himself.
He could do that. He could do all that, his power, his influence, his strength.
Iya…Tezuka…
Don't you dare call me that name again!
And perhaps that was what he did.
FLASHBACK
"Tezuka!" His hand reached forward and grabbed the shoulder of the other one.
Immediately, Tezuka turned around and jerked the hand away. "Don't even try to touch me!" The fire in his eyes stung Fuji for more than a mere two seconds.
A horrible silence filled the room to its peak.
His mouth trembled as he spoke the words. "Te-Tezuka. What did I do?" He touched Tezuka's arm and unbelievably, Tezuka did not react. "Ne? Tezuka, tell me."
Tezuka saw the horrid grieving look in his friend's eyes. And right there, for a moment, he thought he might have been mistaken. For a flash there, his emotions softened, the anger on his facial expression lessened. For just that split second, he felt that he wanted to comfot Fuji, to tell him how sorry he was.
But then he stopped.
So this is how Fuji had been controlling people. This is how he could be cruel, how he could make one do what he wanted. His mental power over others, Tezuka frowned at this thought.
"Leave me."
Fuji's did not release his grasp, but nor did he tightened it.
"Leave me. I don't want to know you. I don't want to see that face of yours ever again," Tezuka said in a stern, but quiet voice. But once said, he turned his head toward the wall next to him. No, he was not going to see Fuji's face. Fuji will not control him. Not anymore. This is payback time.
"Iya…Tezuka…" The voice haunted Tezuka's mind.
"Don't you dare call me that name again!"
And surely enough, Fuji let go. He let go of Tezuka's arm. He had given up, had let go, had let free of something that had remained a part of himself until now: Tezuka.
END FLASHBACK
"Ne! Tezuka!"
He turned around to see Oishi running down the sidewalk toward him.
"So how has it been going? Are you ready for our practice today?" Oishi asked, a grin spreading across his face as he made eye contact with Tezuka.
"Ah."
So everything was still normal since yesterday…so far at the very least. And it stayed that way for the rest of the school day. And even during tennis practice, everyone acted just as if nothing had happened. Of course, they wouldn't know. Momo and Kaidoh got into their usual arguments as did Echizen indulge himself with a continuous winning streak.
Kawamura went on with his famous phrase, "BURNING!" throughout the whole time he played the seniors, Oishi and Eiji enjoyed their usual doubles playing, and Inui made the practice worthwhile scribbling down who-knows-what in his notebook.
But of course, a normal day like this would only mean the absence of Fuji.
"Saa, Tezuka-buchou, do you know where Fuji is? I haven't seen him all day. Perhaps he's sick?" Momo had asked him around ten minutes into the practice hours.
"Mm. Perhaps." Unfortunately, that was all Momo received. On the other hand, Tezuka secretly kept his own thoughts to himself, as he always did.
Somehow today, things seemed to move a little slower than usual. It occured to him that he didn't seem to have enjoyed the day as much, and because of that, nor did the other regulars. Due to his bad mood today, many of them joking around had been punished to run 20 laps around the court, and probably more than just one time. Though probably not very importnat, Inui had begun to scribble small little notes in his notebook about Tezuka's attitude today. And he also jotted down another aspect: Fuji was missing.
"Hmm."
"What is it, Inui?" Kikumaru asked, adjusting the frizziness of his red-colored hair.
Inui closed hi book and put away his pen. "88.7 percent that Tezuka would be like this in due to the matter that Fuji is not at practice today."
"Ne? Hontou!"
He shook his head slightly. "They aren't the kind of people who show their weaknesses that easily. For that, I may be off. But presumbly, Fuji's absence is the only reason I've narrowed down to so far."
But then, perhaps Fuji was there all along. Perhaps there was a pair of eyes from behind the locker room, staring out into the open tennis courts since the very beginning. Perhaps there was a true nature hidden, running along like a small shadow so no one could catch it.
And perhaps, that shadow ran away before Tezuka turned around.
Author's Notes: Saa, so how was it then? Please review! XD I dunno how long the chapter should be. Is it too long? Or is it too short? Too wordy? I'd like to know
And I think that this fanfic will be about...2 or 3 so chapters? Maybe 4, but basically, not that long XD (I'm not ready for long stories yet)