Perfect Pair date~
It was rare, catching Fuji by surprise. After all, he was the all-knowing (Or so it seemed) tensai, he easily kept tabs on each and every of his teammates. It seemed that the genius would know everything about the Seigaku team, all the blackmail, gossip, love lives and so many other things. Yet, something so simple had managed to surprise him. How could that be?
"Tezuka... Are you wearing purple?" asked Fuji, his eyes open and flashing dangerously. That look did suit the captain... But it seemed a bit too similar to the things one person wore...
Giving a curt nod to Fuji's question, Tezuka wondered why Fuji would question his choice of clothing. Why? Purple was cimply a color, nothing to be worried about, wasn't it?
"Saa... Do you realize who wears purple? Are you perhaps being influenced by someone?" It seemed that Tezuka certainly didn't understand what it meant when he was wearing purple... Seemingly imitating a certain annoying diva that loved to listen to gossip and stalk his boyfriend.
"No, I do not know who you are speaking of." replied Tezuka, his mind on other things such as the fact that he could go out hiking soon, that there was certain mountain he wanted to climb, and that the weather would be nice on the weekends. Though, really, that was a mistake he shouldn't have made, letting his guard down around Fuji.
"Is that so? I suppose that that's alright then..." stated Fuji softly, closing his eyes, now assured that Tezuka wasn't influenced by a certain Atobe Kiego who just loved stalking the pair. "Just make sure to tell me if anyone flamboyant, rich and arrogant pops up like a virus, will you?"
"I will," stated Tezuka absentmindedly, still thinking of other things to do. He certainly wasn't paying attention that day.
"Good. Then, what type of ice cream do you want, Mitsu? There's a vendor over there."
"Vanilla."
Humming softly at the thought of only buying a cone and sharing it with Tezuka, and of course, meeting in the very middle to steal a kiss away from his stoic boyfriend, Fuji's smile came back. He had nothing to worry about that stalker intruding on his and Tezuka's date, seeing as the idiot hated being among commoners. So many times had they gone to a restaurant, only to find that they and Atobe were the only ones inside. It made a murderous feeling come upon him, seeing the other try flirting with his Tezuka.
Paying for the cone of vanilla ice cream that he had bought, Fuji's eyes snapped open as he saw that accursed male next to his Tezuka. How dare that whore get near his boyfriend! A killing aura coming around him, people scrambled to get out of his way, fearful of the dangerous look in his eyes... And well, the fact that he was known around the city for being sadistic.
Striding over to the chattering Atobe and his stiff boyfriend, Fuji let out a low hiss. “Saa, what’s this? Why, Keigo, I thought you were too high in the business and social elites that you couldn’t whore yourself out like a slut to my boyfriend?”
“Ore-sama would have no need to “whore” his genius self out to your “boyfriend” as you call Tezuka. Ore-sama could easily take him away, na, Kabaji?”
“Usu.”
“Then, tell me, for the past two years, you’ve been stalking us, managed to kidnap Kunimitsu, yet not once has he gone over to your side. Saa, what makes you think he’d leave me for you?”
“Ore-sama has merely been biding his time! A plebeian such as you would have no understanding of the way my mind would work!”
“Is that so… Well, ‘Mitsu, shall we leave? I’m rather sure that the diva would love to be by himself… Kunimitsu? Mitsu?”
Looking over at Tezuka, wondering why his lover didn’t respond, Fuji felt the rage build in him as the other male said, “Ahn?” How dare Atobe influence his Mitsu!
“How dare you, Keigo-chan… Forcing Kunimitsu to talk like you… Are you really that narcissistic, making a person imitate your mannerisms?”
Advancing menacingly on the self-proclaimed Fuji didn’t bother keeping the rage inside of him. He would make sure that that brat got everything he deserved for making his Mitsu dress and talk like him!
Well… Let’s just say that things didn’t end so prettily for Atobe… Shall we?
"Tezuka... Are you wearing purple?" asked Fuji, his eyes open and flashing dangerously. That look did suit the captain... But it seemed a bit too similar to the things one person wore...
Giving a curt nod to Fuji's question, Tezuka wondered why Fuji would question his choice of clothing. Why? Purple was cimply a color, nothing to be worried about, wasn't it?
"Saa... Do you realize who wears purple? Are you perhaps being influenced by someone?" It seemed that Tezuka certainly didn't understand what it meant when he was wearing purple... Seemingly imitating a certain annoying diva that loved to listen to gossip and stalk his boyfriend.
"No, I do not know who you are speaking of." replied Tezuka, his mind on other things such as the fact that he could go out hiking soon, that there was certain mountain he wanted to climb, and that the weather would be nice on the weekends. Though, really, that was a mistake he shouldn't have made, letting his guard down around Fuji.
"Is that so? I suppose that that's alright then..." stated Fuji softly, closing his eyes, now assured that Tezuka wasn't influenced by a certain Atobe Kiego who just loved stalking the pair. "Just make sure to tell me if anyone flamboyant, rich and arrogant pops up like a virus, will you?"
"I will," stated Tezuka absentmindedly, still thinking of other things to do. He certainly wasn't paying attention that day.
"Good. Then, what type of ice cream do you want, Mitsu? There's a vendor over there."
"Vanilla."
Humming softly at the thought of only buying a cone and sharing it with Tezuka, and of course, meeting in the very middle to steal a kiss away from his stoic boyfriend, Fuji's smile came back. He had nothing to worry about that stalker intruding on his and Tezuka's date, seeing as the idiot hated being among commoners. So many times had they gone to a restaurant, only to find that they and Atobe were the only ones inside. It made a murderous feeling come upon him, seeing the other try flirting with his Tezuka.
Paying for the cone of vanilla ice cream that he had bought, Fuji's eyes snapped open as he saw that accursed male next to his Tezuka. How dare that whore get near his boyfriend! A killing aura coming around him, people scrambled to get out of his way, fearful of the dangerous look in his eyes... And well, the fact that he was known around the city for being sadistic.
Striding over to the chattering Atobe and his stiff boyfriend, Fuji let out a low hiss. “Saa, what’s this? Why, Keigo, I thought you were too high in the business and social elites that you couldn’t whore yourself out like a slut to my boyfriend?”
“Ore-sama would have no need to “whore” his genius self out to your “boyfriend” as you call Tezuka. Ore-sama could easily take him away, na, Kabaji?”
“Usu.”
“Then, tell me, for the past two years, you’ve been stalking us, managed to kidnap Kunimitsu, yet not once has he gone over to your side. Saa, what makes you think he’d leave me for you?”
“Ore-sama has merely been biding his time! A plebeian such as you would have no understanding of the way my mind would work!”
“Is that so… Well, ‘Mitsu, shall we leave? I’m rather sure that the diva would love to be by himself… Kunimitsu? Mitsu?”
Looking over at Tezuka, wondering why his lover didn’t respond, Fuji felt the rage build in him as the other male said, “Ahn?” How dare Atobe influence his Mitsu!
“How dare you, Keigo-chan… Forcing Kunimitsu to talk like you… Are you really that narcissistic, making a person imitate your mannerisms?”
Advancing menacingly on the self-proclaimed Fuji didn’t bother keeping the rage inside of him. He would make sure that that brat got everything he deserved for making his Mitsu dress and talk like him!
Well… Let’s just say that things didn’t end so prettily for Atobe… Shall we?