Fuji/Tezuka, prompt number: 009. Hard, but much truer. This is Fuji's theme song.
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Just how deep do you believe? Will you bite the hand that feeds? Will you chew until it bleeds? Can you get up off your knees? Are you brave enough to see? Do you want to change it? - The Hand That Feeds, Nine Inch Nails
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There are perfectly logical explanations, and Tezuka can list them all. They did not play a match immediately after they met, because Tezuka did not realise Fuji Syuusuke was a person of any real character or talent. Then came the incident, so that when the match came to pass, he was unable to play, and forced himself anyway. After that came the long, long months of slow recovery, during which Fuji began to blossom, ever so slightly, as though making up for Tezuka's backtracking.
When they slipped into second year, Fuji Yuuta appeared. His joining the tennis team seemed to overlap with Tezuka's full recovery, so that at the very moment he might have proposed the long-awaited rematch, Fuji was smiling down on his younger brother and trying to persuade him into a match in front of everyone else.
And then Yuuta got to see how much his brother had been holding back against him, in order to let him improve on his own, and the whisperings of 'tensai' and 'Fuji Syuusuke's younger brother' became too much. And Tezuka saw the promise of a match crumble as surely as Fuji Syuusuke's drive to win, small as it was already. Only Yuuta had fueled that fire.
Yuuta left midway through second year, but Tezuka could see that it was no time to ask for a rematch. It would take more time than they really had for Fuji to recover from a blow so sharply dealt, all because of something over which he had no control; other people's opinion of him.
Then, perhaps stranger than everything else so far combined, the dating began. In secret at first, and not exactly conventional, but it helped Tezuka understand Fuji's motives better. And Echizen Ryoma came onto the scene son after they started their third year, and the last road-block to a deciding match between Tezuka Kunimitsu and Fuji Syuusuke.
He even pitted them against one another; the prodigy and the freshman extrordinare, and still Fuji would not give anything away. Tezuka could have cursed the skies for the rain that fell, interrupting the match and cutting it off completely.
"I know you played Echizen." Fuji says, but not in those words at all, and Tezuka knows he would not have won this round.
"Even now Fuji, you'd still bite the hand that feeds?" Tezuka asks in a voice he's not sure is entirely his own. He can be sarcastic, sharp, give orders; he's never been so cutting.
It is the first time he sees Fuji's eyes open wonderfully wide in complete and utter shock. He is the only one, the only one on the entire team not to take from the coaching and Tezuka's talent and feel the pull of improvement.
'I'm sick of your fear,' he says with his hand gripping Fuji's arm tightly. He can't pull away; physically Tezuka is slightly stronger. 'Are you so happy to play at the lowest of your abilities forever?' he asks with his lips pressed hard against Fuji's. It is the first time he understands why one might want to be in control in the bedroom, but he uses it to send his silent messages. 'Are you using Echizen this year as your excuse? I haven't forgotten about you; Echizen will be left behind at the end of this year, but you'll still be alongside me, I'll make sure of it.'
Fuji drowns beneath him, clutching in a way he never has before, letting himself be told what to do and when to do it. Tezuka is still reeling from the feel of the power with his pants unzipped and Fuji on his knees in front of him, a hand tangled in Fuji's hair as he uses newly discovered tricks to make Tezuka's own knees almost buckle beneath him.
"You don't just bite..." Tezuka murmurs absently, tongue loosened by orgasm, and Fuji looking up curiously as he sinks onto a bench before his knees give out completely. "More like you keep gnawing until you rip off the hand completely."
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Just how deep do you believe?
Will you bite the hand that feeds?
Will you chew until it bleeds?
Can you get up off your knees?
Are you brave enough to see?
Do you want to change it?
- The Hand That Feeds, Nine Inch Nails
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There are perfectly logical explanations, and Tezuka can list them all. They did not play a match immediately after they met, because Tezuka did not realise Fuji Syuusuke was a person of any real character or talent. Then came the incident, so that when the match came to pass, he was unable to play, and forced himself anyway. After that came the long, long months of slow recovery, during which Fuji began to blossom, ever so slightly, as though making up for Tezuka's backtracking.
When they slipped into second year, Fuji Yuuta appeared. His joining the tennis team seemed to overlap with Tezuka's full recovery, so that at the very moment he might have proposed the long-awaited rematch, Fuji was smiling down on his younger brother and trying to persuade him into a match in front of everyone else.
And then Yuuta got to see how much his brother had been holding back against him, in order to let him improve on his own, and the whisperings of 'tensai' and 'Fuji Syuusuke's younger brother' became too much. And Tezuka saw the promise of a match crumble as surely as Fuji Syuusuke's drive to win, small as it was already. Only Yuuta had fueled that fire.
Yuuta left midway through second year, but Tezuka could see that it was no time to ask for a rematch. It would take more time than they really had for Fuji to recover from a blow so sharply dealt, all because of something over which he had no control; other people's opinion of him.
Then, perhaps stranger than everything else so far combined, the dating began. In secret at first, and not exactly conventional, but it helped Tezuka understand Fuji's motives better. And Echizen Ryoma came onto the scene son after they started their third year, and the last road-block to a deciding match between Tezuka Kunimitsu and Fuji Syuusuke.
He even pitted them against one another; the prodigy and the freshman extrordinare, and still Fuji would not give anything away. Tezuka could have cursed the skies for the rain that fell, interrupting the match and cutting it off completely.
"I know you played Echizen." Fuji says, but not in those words at all, and Tezuka knows he would not have won this round.
"Even now Fuji, you'd still bite the hand that feeds?" Tezuka asks in a voice he's not sure is entirely his own. He can be sarcastic, sharp, give orders; he's never been so cutting.
It is the first time he sees Fuji's eyes open wonderfully wide in complete and utter shock. He is the only one, the only one on the entire team not to take from the coaching and Tezuka's talent and feel the pull of improvement.
'I'm sick of your fear,' he says with his hand gripping Fuji's arm tightly. He can't pull away; physically Tezuka is slightly stronger. 'Are you so happy to play at the lowest of your abilities forever?' he asks with his lips pressed hard against Fuji's. It is the first time he understands why one might want to be in control in the bedroom, but he uses it to send his silent messages. 'Are you using Echizen this year as your excuse? I haven't forgotten about you; Echizen will be left behind at the end of this year, but you'll still be alongside me, I'll make sure of it.'
Fuji drowns beneath him, clutching in a way he never has before, letting himself be told what to do and when to do it. Tezuka is still reeling from the feel of the power with his pants unzipped and Fuji on his knees in front of him, a hand tangled in Fuji's hair as he uses newly discovered tricks to make Tezuka's own knees almost buckle beneath him.
"You don't just bite..." Tezuka murmurs absently, tongue loosened by orgasm, and Fuji looking up curiously as he sinks onto a bench before his knees give out completely. "More like you keep gnawing until you rip off the hand completely."
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