An Engaging Situation
Epilogue
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A/N:
As a final A/N for AES, I would like to thank everyone who has reviewed. You
don’t know how much your reviews cheered me up in bad days. I owe you a lot.
Also for that kind flamer who told me that this story is the most ridiculous
thing in the internet. Thank you, since I do mean this
story to be humorous (hence it falls in the humor genre). I hope this epilogue
satisfy you!
Disclaimer:
PoT is still not mine.
“Good
morning, handsome.”
Fuji
stifled a laugh as Tezuka blinked away sleepiness. He
always looked more open in the morning when he wasn’t fully alert and without
his glasses on. Fuji had resorted to hiding his glasses every now and then just
to see that look again. Not today, though. Today he had a feeling that it
wouldn’t be necessary. His smile widened when Tezuka
wrapped his arms around him and lazily kissed his cheek.
“
“Someone
was overzealous last night.” Fuji replied. He rested his head on
sound combined with the warm sunlight and sounds of waves crashing on the shore
coming from the open windows lulled him. He could fully understand why
It’s a good change, though. It’s nice to see Tezuka
finally relaxing, losing the tension that used to be constantly present.
They
remained like that for a while, lazing around on the bed. Fuji felt
back and felt more content that he’d ever been. Why hadn’t they done this
sooner?
“Do
you have any plan today?” Tezuka asked.
yesterday. We can relax today.”
“Are
you sure you want to just relax?”
Fuji
lifted himself up and smiled at Tezuka playfully.
“Why? What do you have in mind?”
answered. If not for the fact that Fuji knew him well, he would’ve thought
mothers aren’t tailing us.”
Playfully,
Fuji punched Tezuka’s shoulder. “Oh, that’s just
cruel. Don’t you miss your mother?” He didn’t fight, though, when
naked bodies closer, loving the sensation of bare skin against bare skin.
They
wouldn’t have dared to do this before but things had changed now. After that
fateful night when Fuji returned from Brazil, they decided to move away as far
as possible from their family. Fuji had managed to blackmail their fathers into
giving them enough money to support them for a while. After giving a suitable
punishment to Tezuka for his decision to bet on
Fuji’s well-being with the help of ever-so-helpful Oshitari
and Kawamura’s ever-so-delicious sushi, they immediately left Japan. Fuji was
still working as a photographer now, travelling around the world to take
pictures he would send to Oshitari who now become
some kind of middleman between him and his sponsors. Meanwhile,
They had nothing to worry about in terms of business partnership now since
Yumiko had issued a contract detailing the terms between their companies which
didn’t involve trying to get either Tezuka or Fuji
pregnant.
A
loud ringing voice distracted Fuji from his thought. He wanted to ignore it but
Tezuka was pushing him away slightly despite the fact
that he obviously enjoyed their kiss very much. “Your phone.”
He said, lightly caressing Fuji’s swollen bottom lip with his thumb.
Fuji
pouted but obeyed, deliberately dragging his body over his fiancé’s groin as he
reached out for his cell phone on the bedside table. He smiled as he picked up
the phone when Tezuka tightened his grip on his hips.
“Hello?”
“Hello,
Fuji. There’s a 99% chance that I am interrupting your morning session with
Fuji
chuckled, lolling his head to one side when Tezuka
lightly kissed his neck. “It’s all right, Inui. We’re used to having audience
and being interrupted. Why did you call?”
Inui
cleared his throat uncomfortably on the other side. There was a soft hissing
sound in the background, making Fuji wondered if Inui also interrupted his own
session when he called. “I think you’d want know that Atobe
has found your location.”
Fuji
raised an eyebrow. “Really? How?”
“He
rented a P.I. named Yanagi. There is an 89% chance
that he’s going to your place now. You have approximately seven hours,
thirty-two minutes, and forty-seven seconds to go. Good day, Fuji. Give my
regards to Tezuka.”
Fuji
put his cell phone back to the bedside table then turned back to kiss
ran his hands up his sides. Fuji bit his lips as he tried not to rock his hips.
“Atobe found us.” He gasped out as
commented. He undoubtedly recalling the time Atobe
nearly got them just over two weeks ago.
Fuji
shrugged. “Yeah. Too bad, I love this place.”
“When
will he arrive?”
Fuji’s
eyes glinted mischievously. “In around seven hours. That...” He said as he
rolled their position so that he was now on top of Tezuka.
“That is still enough time for more…ah, vigorous activity, to quote my mother.”
but wisely changed his mind. Fuji smiled as he bent down to kiss his lover and
linked their fingers together. Neither cared about leaving
this place immediately. They didn’t care where they’re going to go next
to avoid their mothers and Atobe. They didn’t care
about what’s ahead of them. They had all he needed. They had each other. And a
suitcase full of lubes, condoms, and toys Yumiko insisted to send them. And
those were all that mattered.
O~WA~RI
A/N: And it’s finished (and have been for a while but I’m
too lazy to upload to aff)! Once again, thank you so much! I hope this won’t be
my last PoT fic. And it
won’t! I have another saga ready but this time it will be dark and
For now, it’s a goodbye! It’s been a wonderful three (!) years! Don’t forget to
R&R!