To crack a nut

Title : To crack a nut ( chapter 4 )
Disclaimer : I don't own them. Just took them out to play for a bit. Making no money out of this all. Hehe..
Fuji's point of view
Authors notes : i'm having minor writing blocks.. Maybe i'll revise this.. soon..

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I could only remain kneeled in front of the hot young model I had stumbled over earlier this month. Nailed to the ground, it took me a while until it registered to me that Kunimitsu had come here upset for some reason and stalked away after claiming I had done something to provoke that feared anger. I looked up at the confused model before me, gave him an uneasy smile before standing to run after my lover.

What was going on with him lately?

“ Mitsu!” I called after the chestnut brown haired man as he staggered away. He looked confused and looked wobbly in his footing.

I rushed to his side, grabbing his thin shirt as I tried to steady him. Instead of working with me, the taller man pushed me away using so much force that I almost fell over if I hadn’t caught my balance in the nick of time. I looked at him for a moment, as he stood there in an ape-like stance, face flushed and nostrils slightly flared. His lips quivered and I could see his uneven breathing by the rise and fall of his chest.

“ Get away from me.” Through gritted teeth, I heard his dangerously low voice dripping with venom.

If looks could kill, the chestnut brown haired man’s gaze was very near it. I had been around him when he was upset but never to the extend where he would shout and push me away, in public no less. This took the argument to a whole new level. The worst part was that I hadn’t the slightest clue what was the cause of all this. The only thing I had to work on was that it involved us and it seems to him that I was the cause of all this. In fact, after this evening’s news it should be me who should be mad at him.

“ Mitsu, I don’t know what happened while you were sleeping. Maybe you were dreaming and got confused with reality, but whatever it is I shall deal with it when I return home later. I’ll see you at home.” I released a breath I didn’t know I was holding and stood, waiting for his reaction.

I maintained to hold his gaze as he seemed to accept the fact that this should be kept for later; somewhere private at the very least. The taller man removed his glasses, wiped his eyes as though he had been tearing. With slender fingers he ran his fingers through his hair only to turn and face me with a renewed intensity in those oval orbs. A slight nod was thrown in my direction before I gazed upon the back of my lover; or at least he was my lover till just now.

I shook my head and decided to continue what I had been doing. If any of this got back to the client, I might get into trouble. I turned around only to find many of the workers had stopped their work to watch the early morning soap opera drama. I clenched my fist and gritted my teeth and I tried to coolly walk back to the tent. The on lookers had immediately snapped back into work mode the moment I turned around.

The model whom I had left back in the tent come dressing room gave me an uneasy smile. I returned to readjust his belt that I thought just looked out of place for the photo shoot. I couldn’t imagine what I had done wrong to make Mistu-chan so angry, enough to come disturb me while I was at work. I grabbed my camera off the counter of the dressing table and clicked the lens. Let’s get working now.

At the end of the photo shoot the sun had risen. The photographs would surely look marvelous as I had poured everything I had into them. It wasn’t only that I snapped better photos when I was tensed and stressed but that the models, or at least one model in particular had a raw natural talent and the camera loved him. The models that I had hand picked had interesting bone structures that photographed well even in the dark light that was needed to set the atmosphere for the shoot. I grinned as I attached the camera to the laptop and looked through the photos. Some editing would be needed as usual but nothing major; that I was thankful for. I didn’t need to spend so much time in front of the computer correcting and editing all those stupid mistakes. All of a sudden I felt a slight pressure on my shoulder. I turned around and found it was one of the models; the one who had been with me when Tezuka had walked in on us.

“ Fuji-san, thanks for all your hard work today. Here” He gave me another reassuring squeeze before handing me a cup of hot coffee and smiled.

“ Thanks. No, that is what I should be saying to you. The camera really loves you. I believe this shoot will help boost your career.” I took the cup with gratitude for some much needed caffeine as he pulled up a chair and sat beside me.

“ Fuji-kun, that man from before, he’s Tezuka the tennis player right.” His voice rattled on and my grip around the cup tightened. What now.

“ Yes he is.”

“ He’s your lover, right?” My eyes widened as I was asked such a direct, not to mention personal question by someone I hardly knew. I could only nod as my eyes remained glued to the monitor.

“ Syuusuke, if it doesn’t work out between him and you, let’s just say that I would be more than happy to.. take his place.” His hot breath suddenly tickled my ear and I turned to face him. His face only mere inches from mine and I glared at him in disgust.

“ What did you say?!” I stood abruptly, my chair scrapping the floor before toppling over. My lips were pursed into a thin line, a clear indication at my displeasure of the conversation.

“ Cool down, I’m just saying that I wouldn’t mind being with you. If you ever change your mind you know where to find me, Fuji-kun.” His knuckles grazed my soft skin and before I knew it I had thrown the hot cup of coffee on his chest. A piercing scream was heard as his fingers moved quickly to remove the soaked article of clothing. He began swearing as I stood there watching in amusement.

“ Don’t ever try hitting on me when I’m at work, especially when I’m attached and not available.” With that I moved to grab my laptop and walked off leaving him crumbled on the floor, his chest turning a shade of red as the others still at the site moved to assist him.

I had walked to my car parked across the street from the park when my assistant came running up to me. His soft pink hair bounced as the sun shined to reveal his white highlights. The short ball of energy came towards me with a silly smile on his face and his palm held out. I could only shake my head as he approached me, shrieking a “ good morning Fuji-sensei ” my way before glomping me. He got off me and remained with his palm held out.

“ Yes, I understand. I lost.” I slipped a note from my pocket and placed the money in his awaiting hand. He mouthed a thank you before pecking me on the cheek and skipping off to who knows where.

My assistant and I had made a bet before the photo shoot on whether any of the two male models would make a move on me. I had said no since I was quite sure he wouldn’t approach someone who was attached but after what had happened with Kunimitsu this morning, it had changed my odds dramatically. I was also partially angered with the previous model as I had lost another twenty bucks. This was probably the second time this month and it looked like it was going all down hill for me. With so many takers, no wonder there were so many rumors going around about me being such a slut.

I shook my head in defeat and I climbed into the car. Now to deal with the ticking time bomb waiting for me at home. Hopefully it didn’t explode in my face and I had several moments to seek some shelter. In my mind, there was no doubt it would go off, one way or another it was only a matter of time and how bad the damage was going to be. As I drove home, I had to stifle several yawns and force my eye lids open. I was so tired that I was sure I would be able to collapse and go straight to slumber land once I reached the soft bed.

The bedroom was silent as I walked in and sighed in relieve as I saw a lump underneath the comforter on the bed. I began undressing and went to join the sleeping figure only to have brown eyes glare at me from where it lay. I ignored the daggers and continued to climb in with him. I turned to face him only to have the taller man move away from me and face his back to me. I frowned but was too tired to do anything about it and succumbed to sleep. My brain began to swim with uneasy thoughts that I had to push them all away before I ran to catch the last ship to slumber land.

I was awaken with a jolt, a natural reaction compliments of the irrationally loud blare of the television from the living room. Groggily I searched for the time. 2.35 pm. At least he allowed me my eight hours of sleep before throwing a tantrum. Slowly but surely I made my way into the bathroom, turned on the slower and sat under the shower allowing the water to drum over my head in a massaging rhythm. It was soothing and allowed me to relax my body to a certain extend. I didn’t want to be tense and uncomfortable when I spoke with him; it would only make me snap faster.

Smells of a hearty lunch being prepared wafted into bedroom as I stepped out of the bathroom. I had only my boxers on and a thin sleeveless but today was too hot a day for anymore articles of clothing. I padded into the kitchen and found the taller man seated at the kitchen counter reading what I assumed to be today’s papers.

“ Morning, Mitsu.” I squeak out awkwardly and took a seat opposite him.

Only a nod is thrown my way as he pushed a plate of fried noodles and other condiments towards me along with a cup of lemon tea. What was up with the brown eyed man and tea, I’ll never understand though I did enjoy my own special delicacies that nobody could comprehend. Blue eyes stared at the man across me with puzzlement but the newspaper was held high to keep me out of his vision scope. I frowned but ate the noodles anyway; I wasn’t one to be picky at a time like this. I couldn’t really be bothered actually.

“ Syuu, where did you go off to last night?”

“ Eh? I was working. I had a photo shoot.” I tried cracking a smile his way but no to avail was I able to break through his tight defenses. He looked on at me as though waiting for me to continue.

“ That was sort of the reason why I had been, sort of reluctant yesterday. I didn’t want to be so tired till I couldn’t concentrate but it’s hard to say no to you, isn’t t, Mitsu-chan.” I tried the coy approach though the chances of it actually working was close to zero.

“ Stop it. Who was that punk you were going to suck off.” It sounded more like a statement but dutifully I answered. I shocked me that he had thought I was into such a punk, what more he was yet to establish himself in the industry. It was preposterous.

“ I was going to do no such thing. Kunimitsu, you know I want nobody else but you. Why are you so upset? If anyone was going to be upset, it should be me!” I crossed my hands over my chest protectively and glared at him.

“ You?! What right do you have to be upset? None!” He folded the newspaper neatly before placing it on the counter and allocating his full attention to me.

“ Don’t start with me. You have no right and you don’t even know what I know.” I wanted to jump over the table and give him a piece of my mind.

“ Know about what? What have I ever done that was wrong!” The way those lips pouted it would’ve severely turned me on if not for the circumstances right now. Tezuka had not been known to be this vocal but then I guess when he had walked in on a scene of your lover looking like he was about to have oral sex with someone, you too would be pretty pissed.

“ I know about him!” I blurted out having nothing else to use against him. I didn’t like loosing out in these verbal battles we had, in fact I didn’t like loosing in anything unless it was to my benefit.

Silence draped herself over the two occupants in the small kitchen area.

“ Him?” A brow was raised to accompany that questioning tone.

The high chair scraped the floor as I pushed it back and jumped off, retreating to the bedroom with my nostrils flaring and eyes tearing up. I knew what was going to happen next and I didn’t need him seeing me breaking down. It would be degrading.

A firm grip held my arm and held me back as a force threw me against the wall where his arms boxed me in. As dramatic as today had been, this was really like something out of a scene in a movie. The smile that normally grazes my lips are now gone, replaced by an intense stare that matches those framed by titanium rims. My lips quiver as I try to steady my breathing once again. How he remained so calm in all of this continues to amaze me, but I guess he wouldn’t be Tezuka if allowed minor things to get under his nerves so easily.

“ What him. Who him. There is no him.” His monotonous voice caressed my ears; barely audible but he knew I heard it. Never questions but statements that told me not to doubt him.

“ Don’t lie to me.” My eyes couldn’t meet his, or more so didn’t want to meet his. Afraid that I might see the truth in those hazel orbs, I turned away afraid of the truth. Everything had become so messy to fast, it was hard to believe less than twenty four hours ago we were lying happily in bed together after several rounds of satisfying good hard sex but now look at us. Sex was never the answer, it just worked as a pacifier.

“ You’re the only him I’ve looked at since high school so don’t call me a liar. I should be the one who’s worried, not you.” Slender fingers turned my face to his, forcing me to look at him. He uses the back of his hand to caress my cheek and I lean into his touch, closing my eyes.

“ Don’t say things so confidently. Especially when you’re a world known player, people look at you. They notice the things you do and they want to ruin any happiness you have. They would go to such lengths just to catch you with your hand in the cookie jar; catch you doing all the dirty stuff and maybe this time, they have.” I slip away from him and venture into the living room standing by the window that overlooks the city. The traffic on the streets are partially heavy, an odd sight at this time. I wipe away the tear trails that were left previously by the droplets of liquid and try clearing my nasal passage.

“ What does that have anything to do with this? You’re not making much sense.”

“ Don’t play dumb. It’s better you come clean about it rather than deny it.” It feels insulting when you’ve caught someone red handed but yet they still try to wriggle their way out of it. It’s as though they insult your intelligence by doing so.

“ Fuji, why won’t you believe me?” He tries again to corner me in and encircles my waist, resting his chin in the crook of my neck. I offer him only silence as a response to show my discomfort and how upset I am.

“ Syuu, don’t think I don’t know about your bets, how you paw at your models, that they allow you to take advantage of them and get away with it just because you look so harmless.” I have turned around to face him in his embrace, his hands lazily hooking my hips. I pus my hands against his chest and faintly I am able to feel his heartbeat.

“ Harmless?”

“ You don’t look like you could ever do anything bad. Tensai of everything; How can you? Straight A student without much effort needed while we have to slug through school for a decent grade. Don’t think I don’t remember. You have it easy all the time! I don’t even know why or what made me love you. You’re just a spoilt tensai that just gets everything in life handed to him.” He had released me and I could feel my blood boil. How could he just think I had everything served to me on a silver plate?

Before I could even think, my body had reacted. Everything happened in slow motion but I had no control over it. My feet had brought me across the room to the brown haired man where my hand had made contact with his cheek. His glasses skidded onto the floor as they fell from his face. My vision was beginning to blur as I ran instinctively out of the apartment door, managing to snag the car keys too.

The elevator was stuck on one of the lower floors and I wasn’t in the mood to wait, especially when I could hear Kunimitsu coming up behind me calling out. I knew he wouldn’t let me leave like this, and maybe deep down I was counting on him to pursue me. It always made my heart skip a beat when he would be the one chasing me instead of it being the other way round. It was times like this that showed me my love wasn’t one sided.

“ Let’s stop this nonsense. It’s going to ruin everything.” He was right behind me as I pushed open the stairwell and began taking the steps two at a time.

“ How sure are you everything is not already ruined beyond repair?!” The words that escaped my lips shocked even me and I saw all the color drain from the taller man’s face as he gazed down at me from the upper floor, bending over the railing.

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Thank you for reading thus far. I’m sorry it took me so long to update. The internet’s finally been installed today. I also ended up tearing my ligament while playing tennis. Bummer!! No, I’m not using them as excuses, it’s just that for quite some time I’ve been preoccupied with assignments and other things. Not to worry, I will post up chapter 5 by the end of the week. Haha.. Please read and review. Have a pleasant weekend everyone..