A/N: See. I told you I would have this up as soon as I finished KikumaruCupid? I actually finished this before I finished that. Well, it is a lot shorter. This might be the last thing I upload for a while though. I haven't had any inspiration and school's starting (today actually) so I probably won't be writing much. Not with the full schedule I have. I'm really happy with how this turned out.
This is the Companion fic to Love Letter and its sequel KikumaruCupid?. If you haven't read those, don't worry, this can be read by itself...although I hope if you like this you might go and read those too :)
WARNING!: For Those Reading KikumaruCupid?: Finish it first. It might ruin the ending otherwise. Just a warning.
For Those PLANNING on Reading KikumaruCupid?: Read that first. Same reason as above.
Disclaimer: Only a person saner than I am could have written Prince of Tennis...I think. Right. I don't own it. These characters are not mine
ORDER in which to READ this
1. Love Letter
2. KikumaruCupid?
3. Just Say So
"…and then Oishi…"
Fuji sat by the window, only half listening to his best friend ramble on. Most of the time, he found it endearing how Eiji had a crush on his doubles partner. But sometimes, like now, Fuji couldn't help but feel frustrated. Not that it showed. Fuji learned a lot about Oishi from his friend, more than he cared for. For one thing, Fuji did not need to know the name of Oishi's goldfish. Enough was enough. Something had to be done.
Fuji watched Eiji as the latter energetically went on about some feeling or other he got when he was with Oishi. Eiji liked to go to Fuji whenever he wanted to just talk about Oishi. Of course, it was Fuji who had offered to listen to him all those months ago when he first noticed Eiji's feelings. He had found it cute then. But now, he knew enough of Eiji's feeling to write a love letter for him.
Love letter?
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Oishi,
You must be surprised at receiving this; after all, you don't receive many. I would know because I just can't help but notice the things that concern you. "Is this really a love letter?" you must be wondering. How could it be anything else considering the color of choice for the envelope and paper? No, I didn't mix you up with Tezuka or Fuji or even Kikumaru. They are great people, I'm sure, but it is you that I have fallen for.
I never intended to tell you of these feelings. I planned on graduating without you ever knowing. And I guess I still plan on doing so since I have no intention of signing this letter or the ones after this one. I just wanted you to know that there is someone out there who admires you, Oishi Shuichirou, over Tezuka or Fuji…
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"Fuji. There is a 75% chance that the letter Oishi just received was written by you."
"Only 75%?"
"Yes, well there was a 93% chance that you have feelings for Tezuka, so I factored that in."
Of course Inui would notice something. Not that Fuji would give him an answer. He smiled as he walked away from Inui.
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Eiji was ignoring him. Fuji had anticipated this, after all, how could Eiji not know his handwriting? Eiji had been copying Fuji's homework since the school year started. Not always, but enough. Enough to recognize the Tensai's handwriting.
But even if he had anticipated this outcome, that didn't mean it would hurt any less. How could it not hurt when his best friend was ignoring him?
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Everyone noticed it, noticed that something was a little off with Eiji. Naturally, they all asked Fuji, whether it be "Fuji," or "Fuji-senpai," or "Fuji-san," or even "Fuji-kun," from some of his classmates, they all thought Fuji knew something. He always answered the same way, "Saa…."
That is until one day Oishi approached him.
"Fuji! Do you know what's wrong with Eiji?" Fuji turned from the fukubuchou to look at his red-headed friend.
After a moment, Fuji replied, "He'll come around soon. Don't worry."
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Fuji could feel that it was time, time for him to sign the letter after leaving all the others unsigned. He could tell Eiji was going to give. That look he had every time he snuck a peek at Oishi when he thought no one else noticed gave him away. All he had to do now was sneak the letter into Oishi's cubby, make sure Eiji and Oishi were alone together when he got the letter, and make sure no one would disturb them while they're alone. No problem. Not for Fuji anyway.
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"Fuji." Fuji turned to see Tezuka. He hadn't expected Tezuka to be there.
"Tezuka." Fuji tried not to look guilty, not that he was guilty of anything. It just looked very suspicious with him sneaking around.
"What are you doing?" Tezuka was giving Fuji a look of disapproval. Tezuka knew that Fuji sneaking around was never a good thing.
"Nothing." Fuji surreptitiously slipped the notably pink envelope into the cubby behind him. He didn't need Tezuka getting the wrong idea, if any.
"Fuji…" Tezuka gave an exasperated sigh. He didn't need Fuji causing more trouble. Tezuka was almost positive Eiji's less than normal behavior was due to Fuji's meddling. He just hasn't figured out how yet.
Fuji quickly turned around, and, pretending to grab his things, hid the envelope in Oishi's thing.
"Class will be starting soon." Fuji said coolly and walked towards the door. Tezuka just watched him go.
Tezuka thought he saw Fuji slip something into Oishi's bag. He wasn't one to pry, but if whatever it was was going to interfere with practice more than Kikumaru's behavior was doing, he wasn't about to just let it pass. Upon taking a closer look, though, he noticed a pink envelope. Although he stayed out of these kinds of things in general, he knew Oishi had been receiving a number of love letters recently, all with envelopes about this shade of pink. If Tezuka hadn't known better, he would say it was Fuji sending Oishi all those letters. It couldn't be though…could it? But the more he thought about it, the more it made sense. At least it would explain Eiji's attitude towards his friend.
Tezuka got a sinking feeling in the pits of his stomach. This might just become another headache for him.
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Fuji hid by the club room. The only way this was going to work was if Oishi and Eiji were the only ones in the club room. It was both a good thing and a bad thing that Eiji now took his time going to practice: a good thing because it gave Fuji the time he needed to prepare, a bad thing because it meant Fuji would have to do extra work in order to ensure that the two were alone. He already had to drive some freshman away when Oishi showed up. Quickly hiding, Fuji waited until Oishi went in before taking his place in front of the door. In his hands he held a piece of paper and a roll of tape.
"Fuji-senpai. What are you doing?" A few second years approached.
"Oh…nothing. Tezuka asked me to put this up." Fuji raised the hand with the piece of paper, making sure to angle the sheet just so, so that they could read what was written. The note was written in Tezuka's hand and was signed and dated.
"So club practice is cancelled?" they asked.
"It seems so." Fuji smiled. The three started moving away, not quite sure what to make of it. Tezuka never cancelled practice, but that was undoubtedly Tezuka's handwriting and stamp.
Fuji had a bit of trouble getting a hold of the stamp, but it was needed for this to work. He had to sneak into the student council room to get it. Faking Tezuka's handwriting was easy, though, for the tensai.
Fuji spotted another group of first years. As they approached, Fuji turned to greet them. Before it dragged on too long, Fuji told them Tezuka had cancelled practice and showed them the note, as he had already done a few times before, and watched them go. He could see Eiji approaching and, before the red head could see him, hid himself again. Fuji listened for the closing of the club room door before leaving his hiding place and taping up the sign he'd been only pretending to put up until now. He went back to his hiding spot since it gave him clear access to whatever conversation went on inside the club room.
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Oishi stared at the pink envelope. He didn't really know how it got into his bag but there it was with his practice jersey. He could hear some chattering outside, but brushed it off as just students passing by. He was too distracted by the letter to really pay attention to what was being said outside.
Although he was flattered by the sender of these letters, at the moment he wasn't too happy with it. He was fairly certain that the reason Eiji was avoiding him had something to do with the letters. At the moment, he would rather have Eiji talk to him again than receive any more of these letters. He had a strong urge to just throw it away when the door opened.
"Are…are you still getting those letters?" It was a voice he hadn't heard in a while.
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Tezuka didn't know why he didn't like the idea of Fuji sending love letters to Oishi but he didn't. And although Tezuka knew he was pretty dense when it came to matters such as love, he never thought he was that dense. He would never have thought Fuji had feelings for his vice-captain. The thought had never occurred to him. Then again, neither did the thought of Fuji having feelings for anyone else. If Fuji really did like Oishi, he would just have to ignore this stabbing feeling he got every time he thought about it.
As Tezuka approached the door to the club room, he noticed the sign posted on the door. He had seen Fuji come out of the student council room earlier, although the tensai had claimed he was just looking for Tezuka. It was a bit odd since he knew Fuji knew Tezuka didn't usually go to the student council room during lunch but Tezuka had ignored that. Now he knew why Fuji was there. The stamp on the sign was proof of that. Hands halfway to the doorknob, he heard it. It was a bit muffled, but he could make out enough.
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"Heh…*sniff*…don't worry. I'm just really, really happy right now, nya!"
Fuji gave a satisfied smile at no one in particular and extracted himself from his hiding place. As he made to go, he saw Tezuka standing there in the silliest way. Tezuka's hand was hovering above the door handle as if he were about to open the door, but he made no motions of doing so. Tezuka's face was painted a light pink, no doubt from hearing the conversation that took place within. He couldn't help himself. Fuji walked over and pulled the stupefied Captain away from the door. Besides, it would be better than leaving him there where he was certain to be caught.
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"Aren't you glad you cancelled club activities today, Tezuka?"
Fuji couldn't look back at Tezuka. He was certain he would laugh if did.
"I didn't cancel club activities. You did."
It was just like Tezuka to figure it out.
"No one cares about the small details. Not much you can do now, Tezuka. I'm sure everyone's already gone home."
Fuji chuckled as Tezuka sighed.
"Fuji, you're running a hundred laps tomorrow."
Fuji glanced back at Tezuka.
"Of course, Tezuka."
Fuji continued holding Tezuka's hand. It felt nice. Right. Perfect.
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Tezuka couldn't make of what Fuji was feeling. If Fuji had been sending those letters, shouldn't he be upset right now? But Fuji didn't look upset at all. He was smiling like he always did. Like he always did. Could it be that Fuji was trying to hide his heartbreak? Somehow Tezuka doubted it, but still, on the off chance that Fuji really was heartbroken, shouldn't Tezuka, as a friend more than anything else, at least offer some condolence?
"Fuji…" he began awkwardly, "Did you hear that…conversation in the club room?"
"Of course." If anything, it seemed Fuji was happier than usual, but that couldn't be…could it?
"You're not upset," Tezuka stated.
"Why would I be?" Fuji stopped then and turned to look at Tezuka. It didn't escape Tezuka's notice that the Tensai was still holding his hand. Not that he was complaining. It felt nice, actually.
"Aren't you the one sending Oishi those love letters?" Tezuka couldn't quite keep little stab he felt from coming out in his voice. Anyone else probably wouldn't have noticed. But the person staring at him was the Tensai. And of course Fuji would notice.
"Tezuka…Were you…jealous?" A very sinister smile was playing on Fuji's lips. Tezuka got that sinking feeling again.
"No." At least he didn't think so. Why would he be? But he couldn't quite meet the Tensai's eyes…even if they were closed.
Fuji chuckled again.
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Fuji could tell Tezuka was uncomfortable and did not want continue with this conversation, but Fuji had absolutely no intention of dropping this.
"You were jealous." It came out as a statement.
"…" Tezuka really didn't have an answer for this. He wanted to end this conversation.
Fuji took a step towards Tezuka. The two were still holding hands. Fuji noted how Tezuka made no action of extracting his hand. Tezuka didn't move. Fuji took another step towards him, and still Tezuka showed no sign of moving. Fuji continued until he was right up against Tezuka. It was more than just a little uncomfortable for Tezuka and he leaned back just slightly, almost not moving. Almost.
"I don't have feelings for Oishi." Fuji's eyes were open and Tezuka was swimming in a brilliant blue. Tezuka vaguely noticed the accelerated beating in his chest and the disappearance of that stabbing feeling. Only vaguely. He was too busy trying not to get lost in the blueness.
Fuji's free hand was making its way around Tezuka's neck. He pulled the taller boy lower.
"The one I love is you." Fuji whispered before closing the distance between them.
Tezuka was a bit shocked, but it didn't stop him from kissing Fuji back.
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Off in the distance, a pair of square glasses gleamed. "Ii data."
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