Disclaimer: Don't own PoT. Storyline is mine, though… unless I unwittingly copied someone else, in which case please inform me and I will write a lengthy apology PM to that person, and maybe take this fic off the site.

Epilogue

Tezuka knew the instant that Fuji realized who he was. Fuji's eyes opened wide, and there was something in them that made Tezuka halt. His eyes were filled with disbelief, shock- and longing. Tezuka took another step towards Fuji, whispering his name. He imagined that his own eyes had a similar expression in them.

Fuji looked up into the almost unrecognizable face of Tezuka. What had happened to him? Silently, he reached out, felt Tezuka's cheek. He'd lost weight, Fuji realized. Those shadows under his eyes, and his unkempt hair- what in the world had happened? Fuji discovered that he didn't care. As Tezuka swept him into a tight embrace, Fuji found himself trying to convey all his emotions into that one hug. He hoped that some of them had gotten through.

They sat on a park bench, discussing the last 3 years. Fuji, with the help of Tezuka's warning, had been able to get away. He'd been wandering the streets when he noticed a sign. "Help wanted. Inquire within." He'd walked into the McDonalds and asked if they would hire him. From there, he had been able to get more jobs. He had an apartment now, and he was doing quite well. Fuji planned to go back to school and get an education- there were so many things he still wanted to learn.

Tezuka's story was far grimmer. He had spent the last 3 years in jail- they'd discovered that he had taken 2 pictures, but hadn't shown them to the police. Those pictures were of Fuji- if he'd shown them to the police, Fuji would have been one of the first to be caught. He was charged for withholding evidence as well as being an accomplice to the sex house- after all, he had helped one of them escape. Tezuka had accepted the charges and spent his time in jail. He'd been completely alone- nobody trusted him, as the people were wary of cops. Although inmates tended to group together, Tezuka had found himself alone among hostilities. Many of the people had used Tezuka as an outlet for anger- they were mad at the cops, so why not beat one of them up? At the end of 3 harsh years, Tezuka was finally let out. He'd come here immediately, hoping that he would be able to find Fuji somehow.

He had. And Fuji would never let him go again.

*** Owari *** (For real this time!)

A/N: Okies, that's it. This one's been sitting on my computer for a while, so I thought I'd clean it up a bit and post it. Review please~