Prince Of Tennis Fan Fiction ❯ Electronic Love ❯ The Beginning ( Chapter 2 )

Electronic Love

Warning: Shonen ai. Mindlessness. Stupidity. Madness. OOCness. Bad grammar. Mistakes. Blah blah blah...

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Disclaimer: I want to own everything related to Tenipuri, esp. Shirota Yuu... But obviously I can't and never will... *sigh*

The Beginning Nearing the final exam, there were less club activities in Seigaku. This also applied to the tennis club. So as he’d been doing many times this past month alone, Tezuka went straight home after school. Tezuka was rather surprised when his long-time friend, Oishi, offered to accompany him. It was rare for Oishi to go home alone these days, especially after he got together with Eiji. Tezuka never said anything about this. He had felt that his friends’ personal affairs were none of his business as long as they didn’t affected their performance in tennis in a negative way. Tezuka let Oishi accompany him home that day. He didn’t need to ask why Oishi didn’t go home with Eiji. He knew his silence and lack of effort in starting a conversation would prompt an explanation. True enough, soon Oishi began to speak. “Eiji went to Fuji’s house today.” The vice-captain explained. His eyes sparkled when he mentioned his lover’s name. The conductor announced the next station through the loud speaker and the crowd inside the subway started to shift around. But all these were lost to Tezuka the moment Oishi mentioned Fuji’s name. How was the prodigy doing? Tezuka hadn’t met him since their last practice last week. The only time the met was in the corridor to say hi. The weekend had been torturous for Tezuka since he was haunted by Fuji’s smiling face and sultry voice. The ‘hi’ had somehow turned into many interesting sounds and unrelated words in his dream this weekend. Dreams which usually got him to wake up in a soiled bed. It was a challenge to push the image of his friend to the back of his mind and focus on exam. Tezuka turned to the glass door beside him, hoping that the light from the dying sun would cover his flushing face. Thankfully Oishi seemed oblivious to this. “He’s trying to convince Fuji to change his mind.” Oishi said laughingly. “About what?” Tezuka finally asked, curiosity got the better of him. “About not going to Seigaku High.” For a moment Tezuka thought his heart had stopped beating or someone just stabbed his chest. Because it felt hurt, it felt numb, it didn’t make sense. Oishi realized this and started to worry like the mother hen Seigaku’s tennis club’s regulars claimed him to be. “Tezuka?” “I thought he’s going to Seigaku High.” Tezuka said quietly. He was grateful for holding the railing because he felt like he was going to fall. “He changed his mind. Eiji told me yesterday and now he’s trying to persuade Fuji to go to Seigaku High.” Tezuka was silent. So Fuji was leaving… him, and the team and their dream. And most of all Fuji was going to leave his life. Tezuka’s heart stung but he showed nothing of it on his face. But Oishi knew him long enough to know that the stoic buchou had tensed. “Tezuka? You alright?” “Yes, I’m alright.” Tezuka answered curtly. Oishi fell silent. Maybe Tezuka was worrying about the future of the team. He knew that the reason why Tezuka wanted to go to Seigaku High was because of its tennis club. Of course Tezuka had wanted to bring along his old teammates as well. And they had agreed, too, even Fuji. This change of mind had probably altered Tezuka’s plan of going to the Nationals again. So the gentle vice-captain remained silent during the rest of the way home. He let Tezuka lost in the contemplative silence, unaware of the true nature of the silence. * “Oishi!” A very loud, very clear voice greeted the vice-captain of Seigaku tennis team just as he opened the door to his classroom. Suddenly Oishi found himself with an armful of a teary-eyed redhead. “E… Eiji!” Oishi spluttered with a blush, acutely aware that they were making a scene here, in the school of all places! Quickly Oishi called his whining boyfriend and pulled him into his class. “What is it Eiji?” Oishi asked his double partner patiently after they were seated. “It’s Fujiko, nya!” Eiji whined. “What happened with Fuji?” Oishi asked, suddenly alert. “He wouldn’t change his mind!” Then Eiji proceeded to tell his boyfriend about the previous night. He had stayed in Fuji’s house and tried to convince him to go to Seigaku High with him, all night long. But Fuji just smiled and told him that he was sure about his decision then simply changed the topic. “And Yumiko-nee-san didn’t help, either! She just laughed when I ask Fuji! She’s so cruel, nya!” Suddenly, as Oishi tried to calm his boyfriend, he realized that there was another presence behind him. He turned to see Tezuka standing quietly behind him, probably since Eiji started his complain. Oishi didn’t realize his presence before at all. Eiji’s whining could be distracting. Eiji suddenly realized his captain’s intimidating presence and started to whine to him. “Buchou!” Oishi quickly held his boyfriend down, least Eiji would glom on to Tezuka. He didn’t know what kind of reaction the stoic captain would give and besides, Oishi wanted that to be exclusive to him only. Even sharing with Fuji was rather difficult at first. Unaware of the thought in Oishi’s head, Tezuka only looked at his vice-captain questioningly. “He couldn’t convince Fuji to change his mind.” Oishi explained with a smile. For a second, Oishi thought he saw pain and disappointment crossed Tezuka’s face. But that observation was pushed aside when his boyfriend spoke again. “I’ve told him that everyone will be there and it won’t be fun without him but he wouldn’t listen, nya! Instead he showed me some dating website, nya! Why would I need that I already have…” “Dating site? I don’t know Fuji’s into these things.” Oishi exclaimed, purposefully interrupting Eiji before he could announced their relationship in public. “He said he’s new there. It’s called find love or something. But that’s not the point, nya!” “Findurluv.com. Spelled F-I-N-D-U-R-L-U-V dot com. Seventy percent of the female students in Seigaku is its members.” Eiji and Oishi jumped at the new voice but Tezuka didn’t even twitch an eyebrow. Inui was standing near Eiji while reading his notebook. No one saw him coming but Inui was known for his uncanny ability to magically appear in places, anyways. “So Fuji is also into this thing.” The data collector, murmured while scribbling something into his notebook. “Inui, Fuji is not going to Seigaku High!” Eiji said. Oishi held him down harder to prevent him from jumping Inui. Inui looked momentarily surprised. He paused his scribbling and looked at Eiji. Then calmly he said, “There is a seven percent chance he would change his mind. So he did.” “Nya, Inui!” Eiji exclaimed in annoyance, ready to throw a tantrum. “Was there any chance to change his mind?” Oishi asked while trying to stop his boyfriend from tackling Inui. “Where’s he going?” “He talked about St. Rudolph.” Eiji said hopefully, ceasing his attempt to murder the data player much to his boyfriend’s relief. “In that case, there’s only four percent chance Fuji is going to relent.” “St. Rudolph?” Tezuka murmured. “Is he planning to join their tennis team?” Oishi asked Eiji warily. “No! Fuji just wants to taste the life in the dorm, nya!” “Or try to get closer to his brother.” Inui said. “There is a ninety seven percent chance that Yuuta will be angry.” “Make that a hundred percent. I’m positive he will.” Oishi said with wary amusement. “Or perhaps…” Inui began but trailed off. “He went to a dating site, you said, Eiji?” Then the manager started to scribble something again. “What do you mean, nya?” Eiji asked in cute confusion. “I can’t say for sure but there’s forty six percent chance that Fuji had come to term with his sexuality and hormones and decided to find a boyfriend.” “Nani!” The golden pair exclaimed in shock. Tezuka barely reacted to this proposal, but Inui’s sharp eyes caught a very slight twitch of his slender eyebrow. Tezuka realized this, of course, and pushed his glasses up to hide it. Inui started to scribble like crazy again. “Is there really no chance in convincing him to do otherwise, Inui?” Oishi asked once he got through his surprise. It wasn’t the possibility that Fuji was gay that shocked him. He knew Fuji well enough to know that at least the brown haired prodigy wasn’t entirely straight. But to hear that Fuji had come to term with his sexuality and planned to live in an all guys dorm shocked him… Even he and Eiji weren’t in that stage yet! “There is a four percent chance to change his mind. There’s actually ten percent chance if he planned to go somewhere else. But there is six percent chance he will not pass the opportunity to be near his brother.” Eiji whined again and Oishi tried to cheer him up. Tezuka remained silent and impassive, as he knew Inui was scrutinizing him. The bell rang to sign the beginning of the class. Oishi decided to walk Eiji to his class, just in case the redhead had a tantrum on the way there. This left Inui and Tezuka staring at the door from which the couple disappeared. “Aren’t you going to return to your class, Tezuka?” Inui asked his captain. Tezuka started to walked out of the classroom quietly with Inui following him. He knew the data player wanted to know something from him and resorted to silence. If Inui wanted to know something he would surely ask no matter the situation. “Why were you there?” Inui asked. “I heard Eiji.” Tezuka answered truthfully. Inui nodded at this new information. He seemed to have underestimated Tezuka’s hearing ability. He didn’t know Tezuka could hear conversation in several classrooms away. He must make a research about that one. But then again, Eiji was that loud. Just as Tezuka was going to enter his class, Inui stopped him. “I know I said there was only four percent chance we would be able to change Fuji’s mind.” Tezuka looked at Inui evenly to prompt him to continue and he didn’t have to wait long. “But I haven’t said that if you were to be the one who try to alter his decision then there’s a seventy seven percent chance that he would relent. I’ll see you later, Buchou.” Tezuka watched Inui walked away thoughtfully. Then slowly he opened the door to the classroom and went inside. * That night, Tezuka sat silently in front of his computer. On the screen was the Internet Explorer window. All he had to do was type some letters and then… And then what? For the first time ever, Tezuka lacked confidence. Not even during his match with Atobe or his visit to Germany to heal his shoulder had made him this nervous. Almost unconsciously, his eyes drifted to his cell phone. Though he was unaccustomed to asking for help but this situation required some desperate measure, in other word, outside help. Tezuka found himself dialing a not-too-familiar number. “Moshi moshi, Buchou. I know you’d call. There’s seventy percent chance that you will ask for help regarding this situation. Fifty percent chance you’d call Oishi and fifty percent possibility you’d call me.” Tezuka wondered if he had made a mistake, turning to Inui for help. It’s too late to back down now, though. “I need your help.” He confirmed Inui’s earlier words. “To do what exactly?” “I want to talk to him without him knowing it’s me.” “The site.” Inui said. Then silence as Inui wrote something onto his data book. “There’s a seventy one percent chance you’ll use this method.” “What’s your suggestion?” “This site requires you to fill a form about your identity. You can use fake name there, change your date of birth, sex, etc. But Fuji isn’t going to be fooled easily. First, made a new e-mail address. Make sure that the address doesn’t give your identity away. Then join the site as a new member with that new e-mail address. There’s an eighty nine percent chance that Fuji will join the gay community. There’s seventy percent chance his name will be related to animals. But there’s one hundred percent chance he will not bother to change his e-mail address. It’ll probably take some times but it’s better if you check the ID first before coming to contact with anyone.” Inui explained at length. “Is that all?” “Yes, that will be all. And remember, buchou, be very careful with your words and don’t rush to start contacting him. Wait a couple of days. If Fuji realized…” “I know. I will.” “By the way, what do you plan to talk about with him?” Inui asked almost nonchalantly. Tezuka couldn’t be fooled easily, though. He knew his teammate too well. He could practically see Inui holding a pen in one hand, ready to write whatever he’s going to say. For a while, he considered lying, but then he gave up the idea. Inui had known anyway. “I have two agendas in mind.” Tezuka started. “To stop Fuji from going to another school and….” It was a good thing Inui couldn’t see him because Tezuka was sure the heat on his cheeks was a very red blush. He data collector would probably gather mad data from this. He wasn’t sure what kind of data could be retrieved from it and how it was going to be useful at all. But Tezuka was positive Inui would gather data from it anyway. “The end of the school year is approaching. I have waited for too long.” Tezuka wondered if the distant clatter from Inui’s side was the sound of the pen dropping as Inui was put into a shocked state by his words. It seemed like it was, because Inui was silent for a long periods of time and the scribbling sound had also ceased. “Good luck, then.” Inui said, still rather stunned by this confession. “Thank you. Good night, Inui.” “Good night, Tezuka.” For a second, Tezuka thought he heard a softly muttered 'finally!' as he hung up but ignored it. Right now he had more important things to do. With focus he rarely gave to anything but tennis and that time when he saw Fuji showered and bent down to take the falling soap bar, Tezuka started to type and click away. ~_~