Post by whitelilacs on Jun 11, 2006 17:08:33 GMT -5
Okay...so I wrote an angsty, or started an angsty fic (this one should be a bit long hopefully). Because I live, eat, sleep, think, dream angst...XD XD The drama that I prefer not to be a part of in real life. So here's the first two chapters for your reading pleasure...^^;
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Prologue
By: Milai Sapphire
Pairing: Tezuka/Fuji
Disclaimer: Don't own these characters...only a few plushies. Oh and the title is actually a song on the Kingdom Hearts OST...so yeah that really isn't mine but it's my favorite song on that soundtrack (and the song that started this whole thing I guess). ;)
Author's Note: Only this chapter is Fuji's POV. The rest of the fic will be third person (mostly Fuji 3rd person) unless otherwise noted. Hope you enjoy my first attempt at a long TezuFuji fic.
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Those words...
His words...
I couldn't understand...
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I never understood those words he spoke, and nothing had changed the uncertainty in my mind seven years past…
"Tezuka, is something bothering you?" My voice sounded faintly into his ears with the passing winds. In his eyes, he heard me, but his actions remained still and unwavering.
"I've got a lot on my mind…" Immediately, I had taken a step towards him to provide some support, but his voice came out clear and resolute forcing my feet to halt their motion. "…but don't let that worry you. They're my problems." His voice trailed further away from me, sounding cold and somewhat bitter, as he released his hands from grasping the rooftop fence.
"Is that so…but…" My eyes looked up to find him standing two steps in front of me.
"'Why' is all I can ask." His words were faint and whispered so only my ears could hear, "'It's impossible' is all I hear in return…so…" Tezuka Kunimitsu's words seemed more than distant, as he just looked at me. No, his eyes couldn't even turn in my direction. He brushed past my arm to the rooftop stairs leaving only the trace of two words that froze my heart, harsher than winter's biting cold.
"Tezuka…" My voice fell to a mere whisper, as I heard his voice. This wasn’t the same person I saw every day on the tennis courts, giving orders, working so hard to perfect his skill. Nor was it the young man I grew to like and understand off the courts. And somehow, for some reason, it only bothered me.
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Chapter 1: The Silence That Follows
By: Milai Sapphire
Pairing: Tezuka/Fuji
Disclaimer: Don't own these Prince of Tennis characters.
Author's Note: So after constant revisions, I think I came up with a chapter that I am pleased with for the most part. Hope you enjoy it. And don't forget to review (will let me know if I should continue writing this fic). :)
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Practice was practice. Not much could be said about that. Twenty laps around the tennis courts. The daily run-in with Inui's latest drink invention. Reporters on the sideline taking down the tiniest and important details as the tennis season came to its close and the 3rd year regulars would be graduating. Those moments taken for granted. A careful glance in Tezuka's direction told Fuji something. Almost like…
"Fuji-san. Play a match with me. Onegai shimasu." Kawamura Takashi asked with a sincere smile on his face and his head slightly bent in politeness. Unfortunately, his words didn't quite reach Fuji's ears, whose mind and eyes were focused somewhat solemnly in another direction. "Ano…Fuji-san…"
“Huh?” Fuji turned around abruptly, his eyes fixated in slits as if to say “not right now”.
“A..an..ano…I was wondering if you would like to play a match with me, but if you’re busy right now that’s alright too…”
“Un…that’s fine Taka-san. Shall we?” Fuji’s composure completely changed from before. An innocent smile graced his lips, and the fearful look in his eyes was gone.
“GREATO! PREPARE TO LOSE FUJI!” Taka-san exclaimed as he raised his racket, and stepped onto the tennis courts. At Taka-san’s change of pace, all Fuji could do was smile, and prepare for his serve. As he threw the ball into the air, it shielded his eyes from what light shone in his eyes, and he could hear a faint whisper in his mind.
Anata no tame ni. For your sake. A sole truth that liberated itself from Tezuka’s lips replayed in Fuji’s mind.
Just then, Fuji opened his eyes losing himself in his thoughts for a brief second, and the ball came falling before his face. As he prepared to move his arm to make his serve, the ball bounced at his feet.
“HORA HORA…COME ON FUJI!” Taka-san shouted on the other side of the court, wondering why Fuji actually let the ball fall to the floor of the courts.
“Eh?” Fuji looked blankly at the ball that sat his feet, and blinked his eyes a few times in confusion. Seemingly, all motion stopped as they witnessed this awkward moment: Fuji missing his serve?
“Ara…ara. Feels like the sky is falling.” Momoshiro Takeshi looked up to the sun, shielding his eyes with his left hand.
“…Taka-san. Maybe…I’ll take a quick water break before this match. For some reason, I’m a bit thirsty. Excuse me.” Fuji took his racquet, grabbing a hand towel on his way out, and walked to the side of the school where the water fountains were located. The event of that afternoon still stayed fresh in his mind, and for some reason playing tennis could not help get his mind off of it at all. In fact, it proved more troubling than it should have been.
…I don't understand…anything…
Fuji continued to run his face in the vertical stream of water, soaking the ends of his hair in the process. When he resurfaced, he knew without a single move. "Tezuka….buchou…" The title was unusual to hear from his own lips, making the distance between the two friends potentially further. The young man behind Fuji handed him the towel, and proceeded to stand next to him.
"Is something wrong? You never let your guard fall like that." The tennis captain spoke firmly. Within a matter of seconds, he too let his guard down, and rested his hands on the ledge in front of the water fountain. His hair sheltered the side of his face, his eyes which held a look of anguish that did not go unnoticed by Fuji. "Is it…is it because of what…?"
Fuji abruptly halted the tennis captain's speech, "Tezuka. No, Tezuka-buchou. It’s nothing. Don’t worry about it. I think I understand somewhat." Fuji smiled his normal smile carefully concealing his emotions, questions. He began to walk away from Tezuka, but felt a strong hold on his wrist as if to say 'Don't go yet…'. Reluctantly, he stayed for a moment, his shoulders tense, and his jaw tightening. But as a moment passed, Fuji placed his hand atop Tezuka's saying without a single breath, or a single word: 'It's alright.'
"Really, it’s okay…so…" Fuji finally opened his mouth and turned to face a seemingly solemn Tezuka. …Even so, I will always be here…was the first thought that ran through his mind easily pushed aside by his pride. "…I'm going back to practice…Ja'." Fuji turned leaving a bitter, coldness in the wake of his path. One that Tezuka dare not follow.
…the final… Fuji detoured to the empty locker room, closing the door behind him, unable to finish his thoughts. Heaving a large sigh, his resolve strengthened and his composure fortified. A step further away. One step towards the fracture point.
----to be continued----
Comment here or review on fanfiction.net :D
Fanfiction.net Link
Prologue
By: Milai Sapphire
Pairing: Tezuka/Fuji
Disclaimer: Don't own these characters...only a few plushies. Oh and the title is actually a song on the Kingdom Hearts OST...so yeah that really isn't mine but it's my favorite song on that soundtrack (and the song that started this whole thing I guess). ;)
Author's Note: Only this chapter is Fuji's POV. The rest of the fic will be third person (mostly Fuji 3rd person) unless otherwise noted. Hope you enjoy my first attempt at a long TezuFuji fic.
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Those words...
His words...
I couldn't understand...
-----
I never understood those words he spoke, and nothing had changed the uncertainty in my mind seven years past…
"Tezuka, is something bothering you?" My voice sounded faintly into his ears with the passing winds. In his eyes, he heard me, but his actions remained still and unwavering.
"I've got a lot on my mind…" Immediately, I had taken a step towards him to provide some support, but his voice came out clear and resolute forcing my feet to halt their motion. "…but don't let that worry you. They're my problems." His voice trailed further away from me, sounding cold and somewhat bitter, as he released his hands from grasping the rooftop fence.
"Is that so…but…" My eyes looked up to find him standing two steps in front of me.
"'Why' is all I can ask." His words were faint and whispered so only my ears could hear, "'It's impossible' is all I hear in return…so…" Tezuka Kunimitsu's words seemed more than distant, as he just looked at me. No, his eyes couldn't even turn in my direction. He brushed past my arm to the rooftop stairs leaving only the trace of two words that froze my heart, harsher than winter's biting cold.
"Tezuka…" My voice fell to a mere whisper, as I heard his voice. This wasn’t the same person I saw every day on the tennis courts, giving orders, working so hard to perfect his skill. Nor was it the young man I grew to like and understand off the courts. And somehow, for some reason, it only bothered me.
------
Chapter 1: The Silence That Follows
By: Milai Sapphire
Pairing: Tezuka/Fuji
Disclaimer: Don't own these Prince of Tennis characters.
Author's Note: So after constant revisions, I think I came up with a chapter that I am pleased with for the most part. Hope you enjoy it. And don't forget to review (will let me know if I should continue writing this fic). :)
---------------
Practice was practice. Not much could be said about that. Twenty laps around the tennis courts. The daily run-in with Inui's latest drink invention. Reporters on the sideline taking down the tiniest and important details as the tennis season came to its close and the 3rd year regulars would be graduating. Those moments taken for granted. A careful glance in Tezuka's direction told Fuji something. Almost like…
"Fuji-san. Play a match with me. Onegai shimasu." Kawamura Takashi asked with a sincere smile on his face and his head slightly bent in politeness. Unfortunately, his words didn't quite reach Fuji's ears, whose mind and eyes were focused somewhat solemnly in another direction. "Ano…Fuji-san…"
“Huh?” Fuji turned around abruptly, his eyes fixated in slits as if to say “not right now”.
“A..an..ano…I was wondering if you would like to play a match with me, but if you’re busy right now that’s alright too…”
“Un…that’s fine Taka-san. Shall we?” Fuji’s composure completely changed from before. An innocent smile graced his lips, and the fearful look in his eyes was gone.
“GREATO! PREPARE TO LOSE FUJI!” Taka-san exclaimed as he raised his racket, and stepped onto the tennis courts. At Taka-san’s change of pace, all Fuji could do was smile, and prepare for his serve. As he threw the ball into the air, it shielded his eyes from what light shone in his eyes, and he could hear a faint whisper in his mind.
Anata no tame ni. For your sake. A sole truth that liberated itself from Tezuka’s lips replayed in Fuji’s mind.
Just then, Fuji opened his eyes losing himself in his thoughts for a brief second, and the ball came falling before his face. As he prepared to move his arm to make his serve, the ball bounced at his feet.
“HORA HORA…COME ON FUJI!” Taka-san shouted on the other side of the court, wondering why Fuji actually let the ball fall to the floor of the courts.
“Eh?” Fuji looked blankly at the ball that sat his feet, and blinked his eyes a few times in confusion. Seemingly, all motion stopped as they witnessed this awkward moment: Fuji missing his serve?
“Ara…ara. Feels like the sky is falling.” Momoshiro Takeshi looked up to the sun, shielding his eyes with his left hand.
“…Taka-san. Maybe…I’ll take a quick water break before this match. For some reason, I’m a bit thirsty. Excuse me.” Fuji took his racquet, grabbing a hand towel on his way out, and walked to the side of the school where the water fountains were located. The event of that afternoon still stayed fresh in his mind, and for some reason playing tennis could not help get his mind off of it at all. In fact, it proved more troubling than it should have been.
…I don't understand…anything…
Fuji continued to run his face in the vertical stream of water, soaking the ends of his hair in the process. When he resurfaced, he knew without a single move. "Tezuka….buchou…" The title was unusual to hear from his own lips, making the distance between the two friends potentially further. The young man behind Fuji handed him the towel, and proceeded to stand next to him.
"Is something wrong? You never let your guard fall like that." The tennis captain spoke firmly. Within a matter of seconds, he too let his guard down, and rested his hands on the ledge in front of the water fountain. His hair sheltered the side of his face, his eyes which held a look of anguish that did not go unnoticed by Fuji. "Is it…is it because of what…?"
Fuji abruptly halted the tennis captain's speech, "Tezuka. No, Tezuka-buchou. It’s nothing. Don’t worry about it. I think I understand somewhat." Fuji smiled his normal smile carefully concealing his emotions, questions. He began to walk away from Tezuka, but felt a strong hold on his wrist as if to say 'Don't go yet…'. Reluctantly, he stayed for a moment, his shoulders tense, and his jaw tightening. But as a moment passed, Fuji placed his hand atop Tezuka's saying without a single breath, or a single word: 'It's alright.'
"Really, it’s okay…so…" Fuji finally opened his mouth and turned to face a seemingly solemn Tezuka. …Even so, I will always be here…was the first thought that ran through his mind easily pushed aside by his pride. "…I'm going back to practice…Ja'." Fuji turned leaving a bitter, coldness in the wake of his path. One that Tezuka dare not follow.
…the final… Fuji detoured to the empty locker room, closing the door behind him, unable to finish his thoughts. Heaving a large sigh, his resolve strengthened and his composure fortified. A step further away. One step towards the fracture point.
----to be continued----
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