I'm trying my hand at crack……..

Warnings: May or may not contain OOCness.. oh and Mizuki stabbing (in a way)

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"Ne Tezuka why can't we make buttons?"

It was a warm sunny day in Segaiku (forgive cliché please). The sky was a forget-me-not blue and our favorite Tensai and piece of Toast were lying down on the grass next to the tennis courts. Practice had not started yet there was a sleepy, temperate feeling about.

"…"

"I'm sure everyone will wear them! They can say a bunch of things, like 'Segaiku Tennis Club', or 'I love Tennis' or 'Our buchou is hotter than your-

"No."

"But Kuni-chaaaaaannnn!!!!" Fuji whined

The stoic captain sighed. He knew the giggly tensai would win in the end. He often found it extremely annoying that people were under the impression that Fuji Shusuke was an extremely mature young man. Anyone who actually knew the boy would beg to differ. The squirrely, sadistic, slightly feminine looking third year could be extremely childish when he wanted to be.

"Like right now", Tezuka thought.

"Okay Fuji you can make buttons, but please count me OUT. I have a lot going on right now and don't have time to let my guard down for something as frivolous as this."

"Kuni-chaaaaa-"

"Don't call me that" he interjected

"Fine!" Fuji huffed "Tezuka, who am I supposed to make them with then? I just can't do it alone!"

"…"

"Your helping me Tezuka," he replied with a dazzlingly sweet smile "think of all the good you'll be doing for the world with them!!"

"What good? What is even the point of buttons? What will people do with them?"

Fuji leaned in closer until his honey brown hair tickled the side of Tezuka's face. The confused Megane twitched and made a feeble attempt to shirk away but the Tensai held him tight. A slow smile inched onto his face illuminating his crystal blue eyes and a shiver ran down the uncomfortable boy's spine. He was NOT used to people invading his private space.

"Stab people of course!"

BAM!!! The tension in the air snapped like a rubber band. If Tezuka was a lesser man he would have cursed, or maybe screamed but he ISN'T a lesser man, he is TEZUKA "Buchou" KUNIMITSU! (and not Shishido Ryo) So all he did was twitch, give Fuji "the look" and walk away.

Needless to say, Fuji found no one to make buttons with and made them by himself one rainy day. He later on used said buttons to stab voodoo dolls of his enemies.

OMAKE

"Die Mituliwhatevertheheckyournameis, DIE!!!!!" Fuji yelled while holding a ratty sock-puppet thing that looked suspiciously like Mizuki of St. Rudolph

Miles away at St Rudolph a manager clad in all purple sneezed.

"I must be getting a cold nfu"