A/N: I couldn't resist my favorite pairing and the result of that is a new Short story. It has been one I thought of doing for a long time after Waiting for you but I dropped it… now with some prompting from people, I decided to put the first chapter up. Depending on the responses, I'll either delete it or continue it XP
Review please!
Wet With Tears
Rated: T
Summary: Ryoma never wanted to fall in love…because falling in love meant losing your mind, losing logic, and an Echizen Ryoma without a mind shouldn't exist.
Pairing: FujiXRyoma
Chapter one: There's No Such Thing As Fate
Atobe Corporations
Tokyo, Japan
Saturday
"It's due to your talent that we are even struggling through." Takumi said fondly to his boss. His boss continued to stare out at the lights that lit Tokyo in the night. His emotionless face didn't budge as he raked a hand through his dark green hair.
"Echizen-san?" Takumi questioned.
"Uresai(shut up) Doujinshi Takumi" Ryoma said using his full name when he was overly irritated by his secretary.
"Ha-hai!" Takumi agreed and returned his eyes to the papers in his hands.
It had taken his boss a year to get where he was in Tokyo. The Echizen's had always been a big part of business in Tokyo and internationally but it was due to his boss's father that they had fell back a couple years. To be doing business with the Atobe's was one of the biggest accomplishments his boss had done this month.
"Echizen-san, Atobe-san is ready to receive you," a young woman said softly.
"Come Takumi…" Ryoma said in an emotionless voice. He tore his gaze from the view and followed the woman into a spacious office. The wide windows were closed now but the tasteful art and furniture that was in the room was artfully designed to yell "masculinity".
"Echizen…" Atobe greeted.
"Atobe." Ryoma greeted with his own slight nod. He sat in a black leather chair across a huge cheery oak table tastefully designed. The quality of everything was top-notch as was the coffee the secretary just handed to him.
"Domo" Ryoma said to the woman and she smiled.
" Let's get down to business." Atobe said with a smile and handed a folder over to Ryoma.
"Aa." Ryoma said and accepted it.
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Takumi fidgeted in his seat. He had seen the look on Atobe's secretary's face. It was one that was seen on multiple ladies in the past when they looked at his boss. Desire.
Although the boss never seemed to care or notice, he was indeed a very good-looking man at the age of 28. He was toned from years of tennis and working out. The child-like features he had back then had shaped into a strong look, a formidable man.
" I accept." Ryoma said after skimming the outline of the agreement. " I expect a layout soon to see how my hotel will look. The Tokyo branch cannot be less grand then my other chains."
"Understood." Atobe smiled. " Ore-sama only orders the best to be done, especially if it's for my brat!" Atobe finished fondly.
Ryoma didn't reply as he signed and stood to leave. Atobe and his relationship dated way back to middle school days when they had been at each other's throat due to financial standing or any other sport. Although Atobe was older by two years, he had the tendency to bug Ryoma.
"Dating anyone yet brat?" Atobe asked.
"I don't have time for praising women about their hair." Ryoma said with a wave of his hand. Atobe smirked and posed haughtily as he always did. "Ore-sama is NOT surprised! With your attitude, I'd rather enjoy Tezuka's company!"
"You are, nonetheless, still the monkey-king," Ryoma said with a sigh and started to walk out.
"The opening ceremony of my mother's charity is tomorrow! You'd better show."
"Mada mada!" Ryoma said and walked out of the room with Takumi trailing after him.
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"Perhaps tomorrow you can pick up a nice girl." Takumi suggested to Ryoma as they waited for Horio to drive the car around.
"Why?" Ryoma asked. He glanced at his watch again; he had things to do,
"You are 28." Takumi pointed out. " How about that nice Ryuzaki girl? Aren't her parents always throwing her your way?"
"That's exactly why I avoid her." Ryoma stated and climbed in as soon as Takumi opened the door.
Takumi sighed and decided not to breech this topic again for a while. Ryoma was completely dense that the Ryuzaki's daughter actually liked him. Then again, anything that couldn't be explained using logic was crap to Ryoma. Takumi had been with the family ever since Nanjiroh had married Rinko and took over the company. He had watched the love and growing that took place. The family was even generous enough to take in Nanako, Najiroh's sister's daughter when Nanako's father fell into debt and committed suicide taking her mother with him.
"Takumi, what work do I have left to do?" Ryoma asked.
"Nothing of importance Echizen-san…you've finished this week's work already." Takumi said checking his list.
"What about next week's?" Ryoma asked impatiently.
"There's only a meeting about the layout for the new hotel." Takumi confirmed. " You're two weeks ahead of schedule."
Ryoma nodded but Takumi knew he wasn't really paying attention; his gaze was focused on Tokyo tower.
"Okaa-san…" Ryoma muttered.
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Ryoma sighed and took off his business suit handing it to the maid. Heading towards his bedroom he stopped when Nanako came out of her room.
"Okaeri!" She greeted with a bright smile.
Ryoma's defenses lowered a bit and he smiled a stiff smile back to her. " Tadaima."
"Did you eat already Ryoma?"
"Aa." Ryoma said. "You didn't have to wait up for me Nanako."
Nanako shook her head slightly, "Iie, daijoubu desu (it's all right)" Nanako said. "It's because you're all I have left Ryoma…it comforts me to know you come home."
Ryoma clucked her chin lightly. " I'll always come home."
Nanako laughed lightly. " I can't believe you're already taller than me, even if I'm older than you by 4 years!"
"You should settle down with that boyfriend of yours." Ryoma said staring at her engagement ring. Nanako also looked at the 24 karat gold ring with 2 sets of diamonds encrusted into an intricate design.
"Not until you are." Nanako said and headed back to her room. " I expect to see you tomorrow at the Atobe's charity."
Ryoma suppressed a groan and nodded.
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Fuji Corp
Tokyo, Japan
Saturday.
Tezuka buttoned his shirt quickly as he searched for his jacket.
"Will I see you tomorrow?" Fuji asked sitting up from his bed.
"At Atobe's ball? Sure" Tezuka said softly and looked in the mirror as he corrected his jacket and slipped his glasses on. Leaning over, he kissed Fuji hard before moving back.
"Oyasumi (good night)" Tezuka said without a backward glance.
"Aa…" Fuji said and sprawled on his bed a while longer. Tezuka's scent was still strong next to him. Pushing the sheets aside, Fuji slipped out of bed naked and went to search for his pants among the rumpled clothes on the ground. Shaking it in an attempt to make it more presentable, Fuji went looking for his boxers. Slipping both on he looked in the mirror and noted the kiss mark on his collarbone. Fuji smiled as he brushed his fingertips by it before grabbing his shirt. He had to get home before it got to late. As far as Yuuta and Yumiko knew, he was working late at the office, which wasn't a total lie. He was at the office in his spare bedroom…making passionate love with his lover.
Grabbing his jacket, he shut the door to his bedroom and grabbed his suitcase on his desk before skidding out.
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Fuji drove home quickly. He was in charge of most of the work since Yumiko refused to take part in the family business of Ads and Photography. His parents were dealing with business overseas so he was left with sole responsibility for the Tokyo branch, whereas Yuuta was in charge of the minor chains in Hokkaido and Osaka. Pulling his tie slightly he opened the window and stared at Tokyo Tower. It was a beautiful sight in the middle of the night…
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"Okaeri."
"Tadaima Onee-san" Fuji greeted and took off his shoes. "Were you waiting for me?"
"Aa…" Yumiko said with a slight smile. "Syuusuke…you're 30 and you haven't settled down yet…which worries me…"
"Yumiko-nee-san, you're older than me, Fuji teased.
"But I'm married and I have a daughter!" Yumiko countered. " Syuusuke, haven't you found someone to love yet?"
"I have…multiple times," Fuji said with a smile to his sister. " Love is so easy to come by these days."
"But your kind of love means nothing in the long-run Syuusuke" Yumiko said with a frown. She stood and grabbed her purse. " I'm going home, Mizuki should be asleep by now."
"Aa…" Fuji said and waited at the door while his sister slid her heels on.
"Oyasumi Syuusuke…love will definitely play with you since you've been playing with it."
Fuji frowned slightly. " Onee-san…"
Yumiko disappeared into the night as she walked towards her car.
With a sigh Fuji shut the door, he needed to shower before sleeping.
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Yumiko sighed as she entered her car and looked at the passenger seat where she had been foretelling Syuusuke's fortune for the next few days. There was a lot of drama in the cards and the card that signified love and attraction was on the top of the problems. She had came to warn him, but this time, she believed he needed to feel the extent this time for his loose use of "love".
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Mizukochi Ballroom
9 pm, Sunday night.
It was one of those events where everyone of importance came to gossip and chat. It was the perfect evening to NOT be here in Ryoma's case. He hadn't been here for more than 2 minutes when he had already greeted 30 people and their daughters. He hadn't had one moment to himself since he stepped into this ballroom. With a slight sigh, he excused himself from an old business associate who wanted in on the money Ryoma was making. Ryoma went in search of Takumi, who had disappeared earlier to look for a glass of wine for him. Cursing his secretary underneath his breath, he headed to the nearest balcony to breathe fresh air.
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Fuji parted ways with his sister's family and Yuuta upon arriving. They descended into the ballroom together but dispersed among the crown to find their own things to do. In Fuji's case, he was looking for Tezuka. Tezuka Kunimitsu was the Atobe family's lawyer, there was no doubt he'd be invited. Fuji smiled lightly as he nodded to a couple people he knew and spotted Tezuka's stoic self in the middle of a crowd of girls. With a smile he advanced, straight on to Tezuka's side. Grabbing two cups of wine from a man that was passing by, he continued to head towards Tezuka, zigzagging through people that were talking here and there. As he approached Tezuka and the fawning girls, a big man behind him moved back bumping into Fuji. With Fuji's slender build he took the hit a bit more forceful than a usual man and went flying forward with no stop. He felt an arm wrap around his waist and steadied him upright again.
"Thank you…" Fuji trailed off as he noted that one glass he was carrying had spilled across his savior's black suit. "I'm so sorry."
"Mada mada." The man muttered and took off his jacket to reveal a nicely tone body through his white shirt.
Fuji looked up and noted the man was about his height. Ryoma looked up and Fuji was taken aback.
'Golden eyes…' Fuji realized.
Ryoma on the other hand was quite captivated by this person's closed eyes and slim figure. Although he wasn't much to look at, something about him caught Ryoma's eyes.
A/N: well that's all for chapter one. Review and tell me what you think so far…it's the first chapter so bare with me as one after another, each character had to be introduced.
Thank you for reading whether you liked it of not!