Title : Lessons of Loving - Advanced Edition

Author : DnKS – giRLs

Rating : PG-13

Pairing : RyoFuji

Disclaimers: Not ours… simple, right?

Warning: It's even more stupid than the prequel. We already warn you…. Not only the story, the characters involved in said story is also become stupid…

Chapter 1 – A Lesson on Leaving

Echizen Ryoma scrunched his face in mild distaste as he stared at his–seemingly–mutilated apartment room. There were clothes thrown aside to every direction, not to mention some books and things-he-had-never-known-to-exist-before scattered on the floor. And amidst those things, a single person who doubtlessly was the one behind the cruel carnage of his room knelt.

"Are you trying to remodel my room?" Ryoma asked as he carefully walked and avoided some pots of cacti and… was it a knife he saw just lying next to his bed?

"Huh? Oh… no, of course not, I'm just having fun packing my things," the one in question said cheerfully to him. Trust Fuji Shuusuke, Ryoma thought, to make a mass destruction sound like a joyful trip to wonderland. But… wait, packing?!

"Packing?" Ryoma said. He knelt beside Fuji and watched as his newfound boyfriend stuffed some photographs into his duffel bag, trying so hard not to see the contents displayed in said photographs. Sadly, he failed, and now the image of Fuji Yuuta in pink tutu would haunt his nightmare forever…

"What do you mean by packing?" he asked again as Fuji had yet to answer his previous question.

"I have to go back to Japan before New Year," Fuji explained. "You don't forget that I initially only intended to live here for a week, do you?"

Oh!

"Of course not!" Ryoma said quickly.

Actually, he did…

"Yes, so… my parents called me last night and they hoped for me to be there on New Year's eve," Fuji sighed as he folded his beige cashmere sweater which Ryoma remembered he wore during the time he first showed up before his apartment door. "I have been staying here for more than a week already. I even spent my Christmas here. It feels somewhat disrespectful toward my family if I also spend my New Year here."

"But…" Ryoma stuttered. "How about your work?"

"Ryoma, I have finished that ages ago… and you know that!"

"...You won't get any ticket during holiday season like this," Ryoma tried again.

"Well, I pride myself in my luck," Fuji smiled brightly. "I've got ticket for tomorrow's flight already."

"Er.. my family hasn't come back yet…"

"You said it yourself that you did not mind being alone while they were away…"

Ryoma fell silent for a while. "...how about…" Ryoma stopped.

After waiting for a few seconds, Fuji finally asked, "What?"

"…me?"

At that, Ryoma saw how Fuji completely stopped his work and stared at him with something akin to amazement in his eyes. He knew then that he had said something really stupid but it was too late to take that back now.

"Ryoma…" Fuji said, frowning, and at the very same time, smirking, a little. "You don't want me to go?"

His response to that question was a meaningless mumbling sound but amidst those growls and stuttering noises he made, he managed to insert a message of 'well, who might possibly want to be left behind by their lover'.

He regretted saying that, though, when he saw the look on Fuji's face. He regretted it even more when Fuji patted his head in a way that made him feel like he was a twelve year-old rookie from Seigaku again.

"There, there…" Fuji said comfortingly. "It'll be alright. You won't be lonely. Though I do find your childish gesture of not wanting me to go as somewhat cute…"

Ryoma's brain snapped with a loud 'clink' when he heard the word 'childish' and 'cute'. Sure, he was once childish and maybe he could even say he was cute back then but there's no way he would stand being called such things now, even if it was his very own lover who did so.

"Fuji," Ryoma said as he removed Fuji's hand from the top of his head. "I'm not childish and I don't enjoy being called as 'cute',"

"But you are!" Fuji said.

"Am not," Ryoma said back.

"Are too."

"Am not!"

"Are too!"

"Am not!"

"Are too!" Fuji said. "And the way you behave now just proves it."

"This is ridiculous," Ryoma said. "I'll prove that I'm not a child!"

Fuji smirked mischievously, "Really?"

Ryoma frowned upon seeing the expression his lover was making. He sensed something fishy there but he knew he would be damned if he backed off at that moment. So he stared straight into Fuji's eyes as if challenging him and said, "Yeah."

"Okay then," Fuji beamed. "You can start proving your… ah, un-childishness… by letting me go back to Japan and maybe even take me to the airport tomorrow… because, you see, as an adult I believe you're capable of handling my departure and I also believe you're a gentleman enough to accompany me waiting for my flight in that cold cruel airport…"

'Damn' was the first thing that crossed Ryoma's mind the moment he heard Fuji's words. He realized then that it was really a stupid move to try challenging his somewhat devious boyfriend. He had fallen perfectly into Fuji's trap and now he had no turning back. He had to let Fuji go because if he did not it would mean he betrayed his own words and like hell he would let that happen.

And so that was how he found himself and Fuji standing side by side in the airport on the next day. Fuji was having a wide smile on his face while he was trying so hard not to scowl. He hated Fuji because he managed to manipulate him ever-so-smoothly. Yet he also hated himself for so easily falling into his boyfriend's trap. And he hated Fuji more for making such trap in the first place. But he hated himself, again, because he still loved Fuji, that little scheming evil lover of his who had made such trap for him. Then he hated Fuji for making him fall in love with him. And he hated himself for actually falling in love with Fuji of all people. And then…

"So then… good bye for now, I guess…"

And then he HATED Fuji for LEAVING him!

Oh great, Ryoma thought as he rolled his eyes, now he had become some kind of romantic-sap-type-of-guy. Just wait until Kevin or Lucy or, worse, Ryoga heard about it. Not that he wanted to tell them, of course. Even imagining it could make him shiver.

He straightened his shoulder and tried to give Fuji his neutral look, "Yeah, good bye for now…"

"Oh, come on, don't sulk," Fuji said.

"I'm not sulking!" Ryoma said, definitely sulking.

"Right," Fuji sighed. Ryoma could see that he was about to say something when his flight was announced. The sound of the announcement made everything felt more real for Ryoma, that Fuji would go and he would be alone without him…

And that he definitely had become a romantic sap.

"Shouldn't you be going?" he asked.

"Aww… now you're pushing me away, I'm hurt," Fuji said with a mock hurt expression, at which Ryoma only rolled his eyes. But he soon felt two arms around his body as Fuji gave him a warm hug there, in front of people. He even dared enough to kiss him on his lips and Ryoma was lying if he said he did not enjoy that.

They soon broke apart and stare deep into each other's eyes. And Ryoma had to hold onto every bit of self-restrain he had in him not to grab Fuji and lock him up in his apartment so that he could never go away from him.

"Miss me?" Fuji said mischievously to him.

"Already," he grunted.

Fuji only laughed and he watched as his lover turn his back on him to leave him. Ah well, Ryoma thought, true, he could not take his words back, but he had already let Fuji go, he even drove him to the airport! Now, if only his flight was cancelled…

"Oh, and Ryoma…" Fuji said suddenly, giving him a very impish smile.

"Yes?"

"Stop hoping for my flight to be cancelled."

Damn!

- end chapter 1 –

(A/N: Ahahaha…. We tarnish Ryoma's personality for this fluff-turning-into-cracky fic… But still, please do review!)