Prince of Tennis: Tezu/Fuji Drabbles
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Prince of Tennis/Tennis no Ohjisama › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
2,112
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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A Gift Given
Title: A Gift Given
Rating: G
Summary: Beware the Fuji that comes bearing gifts.
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A Gift Given
Fuji slinks into the dim room, a paper bag clutched tightly against his chest and an all too innocent smile turning up the corners of his lips.
"Zu-ka-kun." he sing-songs in that wickedly playful way he has.
Tezuka's head snaps up from the program he's watching and turns warily in Fuji's direction. He could swear that the simple looking bag is giving off an ominous aura and nervous sweat begins to form on his brow.
Fuji just lifts an inquiring brow, smiles wider and gives the paper bag an affectionate pat as he purrs, "I went by the new candystore and I decided to get a present for you."
Once again ,Tezuka's eyes fall to the deceptively simple bag and he surpresses a shiver.
"Well?" Fuji questions with a tilt of his head.
"You didn't have to." Tezuka murmurs and not out of the obligatory politeness standard in these instances. No, he demurs out of a sense of self-preservation because he believes he can still feel the unpleasant and painful burn on his tongue from the XXX-Hot Habanero Chocolates that was Fuji's last gift.
Fuji's eyes fully open and his lips turn down into a little moue of disappointment but it's the expression in those blue orbs, promising a torturous or embarrassing, or a combination of the two, revenge that has Tezuka sighing in defeat and reluctantly holding out his hand.
Fuji's smile returns to his face and, with a little laugh, he rushes forward to bestow upon Tezuka his gift.
"Thank you." Tezuka says with a small smile that barely hides his trepidation. He pulls Fuji down for a kiss and stares down at the package summoning his courage. He then begins to open the bag and silently prays that the milk in the fridge is not too far past its expiration date.
End
Rating: G
Summary: Beware the Fuji that comes bearing gifts.
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A Gift Given
Fuji slinks into the dim room, a paper bag clutched tightly against his chest and an all too innocent smile turning up the corners of his lips.
"Zu-ka-kun." he sing-songs in that wickedly playful way he has.
Tezuka's head snaps up from the program he's watching and turns warily in Fuji's direction. He could swear that the simple looking bag is giving off an ominous aura and nervous sweat begins to form on his brow.
Fuji just lifts an inquiring brow, smiles wider and gives the paper bag an affectionate pat as he purrs, "I went by the new candystore and I decided to get a present for you."
Once again ,Tezuka's eyes fall to the deceptively simple bag and he surpresses a shiver.
"Well?" Fuji questions with a tilt of his head.
"You didn't have to." Tezuka murmurs and not out of the obligatory politeness standard in these instances. No, he demurs out of a sense of self-preservation because he believes he can still feel the unpleasant and painful burn on his tongue from the XXX-Hot Habanero Chocolates that was Fuji's last gift.
Fuji's eyes fully open and his lips turn down into a little moue of disappointment but it's the expression in those blue orbs, promising a torturous or embarrassing, or a combination of the two, revenge that has Tezuka sighing in defeat and reluctantly holding out his hand.
Fuji's smile returns to his face and, with a little laugh, he rushes forward to bestow upon Tezuka his gift.
"Thank you." Tezuka says with a small smile that barely hides his trepidation. He pulls Fuji down for a kiss and stares down at the package summoning his courage. He then begins to open the bag and silently prays that the milk in the fridge is not too far past its expiration date.
End