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Yes, I'm still spamming old and unfinished stuff. Never mind ;D 460 Words.

Inspiration comes from the series Tales of The Otori by Lian Hearn. I've read the first three books at this point. All you really need to know are the various Tribe Clans and their skills.

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An attempt to begin this prompt from reddwarfer for this fic meme. It just never went very far; my enthusiasm and inspiration during fic memes burns short and sharp and once it's gone, it's gone. 339 Words.

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fandom: prince of tennis
pairing: Tezuka/Fuji
notes: 892 words. ( The ramble before you read... )

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Again, inspired by some themes posted over at the

tezukafuji comm.

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tezuka, fuji, "condoms"; 209 words.

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-and in a spurt of comedic genius in terms of timing, it's as Tezuka walks into the locker room to discover his team engaged in pinging elastic bands at one another that one ricochets off of Momo's head and straight at Tezuka's cheek, stabbing like a tiny, personal slap. When it falls into his open palm, he looks down and realises it isn't elastic bands they're catapulting after all.

"I'm sure you'll be very disappointed to know that your student council meeting caused you to miss sex education, Tezuka," Fuji says, leaning back where he sits and smiling in satisfaction as out the corner of his eye he watches Momo rubbing the side the spot just behind his ear.

Eight pairs of eyes are on him as he glances back down at the offending object in hand and wonders how dignified he can make wrinkling his nose and throwing it as hard and as far as possible. The thought is fleeting.

He takes steps until he is in front of Fuji, offers out his hand and downturns it so that the condom falls into Fuji's hand.

"Be more careful next time," he says, delighting Fuji with his innuendo.

"I do believe that that was the entire point," he replies.

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Was browsing the old

tezukafuji comm, and came across some themes. And inspiration struck, a little at a time!

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tezuka, fuji, "yamato buchou"; 100 words.

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"Ah, Tezuka-kun you're still here," Yamato says, stepping up behind Tezuka. The smile drops from his face as his chin lifts to follow Tezuka's gaze onto the court. "If you are trying to get some information on possible future rivals, you might spend your time better elsewhere."

"Yamato-buchou," Tezuka replies without the merest infliction in his voice. Yamato sighs beside him. He voices no further opinion before vacating his spot, leaving Tezuka alone to watch the perfect repetition of a serve that is technically accurate but singly false.

As he takes a breath to leave, Fuji turns and waves.

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title: v. Domestic moments among the exquisite dead
fandom: Prince of Tennis
characters: vamp!Yanagi, vamp!Kirihara)
prompt: From

vacivity: Five ficlets, each focusing on a different characters, set in a Vampire!AU setting. You must feature Fuji, Tezuka, Echizen, Kikumaru, Atobe. Any others are up to you.
notes: Written a while back, archiving. Fifth (final!) of five. 293 Words.

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title: iv. still the blood in your veins
fandom: Prince of Tennis
characters: vamp!Yagyuu/Niou
prompt: From

title: iii. hatred is holy
fandom: Prince of Tennis
characters: vamp!Sanada, vamp!Yukimura, vamp!Atobe
prompt: From

title: ii. wait for me whenever darkness falls
fandom: Prince of Tennis
characters: vampslayer!Tezuka, vampslayer!Echizen
prompt: From

title: i. the heart beats on and will not stop
fandom: Prince of Tennis
characters: vamp!Eiji, vamp!Fuji, Oishi).
prompt: From

fandom: Prince of Tennis
prompt: from

mlina; "telephones and microphones"
characters: Sanada, Yukimura.
notes: 692 words. AU future!fic with Yukimura abroad as a famous tennis star. It's just silly ;)

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title: Metamorphosis
fandom: Prince of Tennis
pairing: Niou/Yagyuu, slight references to Yagyuu/girls.
inspiration: We would be living together apart.
We wouldn't go far.
We would never be able to cope with,
the ones that we are.
- "Forever", Beborn Beton
notes: r-rated. Sexual references, swearing. 5062 words. That is long for me! ...And of course I couldn't stop Yukimura sticking his nose in, I never can. For you, Cyn ;)

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title: Eyes Closed
fandom: Prince of Tennis
characters: Seigaku ensemble (minus Kawamura which I didn't notice 'til near the end and apologize for, but I didn't picture him in this. We get around that by saying this is obviously set after he quit tennis ;) )
prompt:

31_days: 15 September 2005: Your eyes closed
notes: I was reading about Postulates. This has nothing to do with that anymore, really. 988 Words.

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April; Cliches/Kinks etc. Month.

A prompt for every letter of the alphabet. Prompts all taken from a world of kinks list.

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title: (Untitled), Part One.
fandom: Prince of Tennis
characters: Rikkai ensemble minus Yagyuu and Kirihara thus far.
summary: This is a memory he cannot recall; knows not where it comes from.
notes: So I intended to take a dip into writing cyberpunk or something like it, but I think my plot is running away with me and I don't know precisely what genre I'd call it now. 2115 Words.

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AU setting (not in any particular verse), Tezuka/Fuji living together. 644 Words. Prompt: 31_days, 20 august 2005.

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Alhambra (signifying 'the red' in Arabic ).
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It's blood, blood everywhere spreading across skin like spilt ink, dripping in a casual way blood never should be allowed to, and he can't help but be reminded of that time when Tezuka had pushed himself too hard and too far in his match, even though they were internal injuries and there had been no blood in sight. In his mind all he'd seen at the time was the world stained red.

He gropes aimlessly for a dish cloth, not remembering where he'd left it; the plain white one with stripes of blue woven through it. He is kind of reluctant to swamp it in his own blood, even if he is losing a lot so quickly, because his mother had offered them all to him as a peacemaking. All the same pattern but in a rainbow of colours. Because I don't know which colour would match your kitchen, she had said, but not accusingly. Just regretfully. If she'd only shown an interest, she would have known sooner.

Fuji laughs to himself as his head begins to pound, but it feels lighter at the same time. Here he is up to his arms in his own blood and he's thinking about the colour of the kitchen walls. He tries to think, to concentrate. He knows he can get up off his knees if he tries, can pull the dish cloth from where it overhangs the cupboard, can use his undamaged hand to hold himself up and to reach for the phone. He's definitely going to need medical attention.

"What happened?"

Tezuka's voice is always so calm, even in the most dire of situations, even when it's something happening to himself. Fuji breathes out. The dish cloth is being wrapped tightly around his palm, and though it hurts he refuses to flinch because lacking blood is worse. Tezuka's hand around his is suffocating, just as it needs to be. In his other hand Tezuka already has his mobile, dialling for an ambulance.

"I was just going to make dinner," Fuji sighs out. "Chop up some vegetables."

"The knife slipped?" Tezuka doesn't really have to ask, but the operator on the end of the phone will.

"Deep." Fuji nods and grits his teeth. Tezuka is squeezing his hand again. There is blood drying into his trousers.

"My partner was chopping up some food and the knife slipped. It's a deep cut; there's a lot of blood. Yes, he's still conscious. Yes, he's talking. Hold on. Fuji, are you feeling light-headed, or dizzy?"

"Yes." Fuji whispers. Tezuka rattles off their address and his thumb digs into Fuji's palm. Fuji hisses but knows it's all an attempt to stop the blood escaping. While the paramedics make Fuji sit on the couch as they clean up the wound, Tezuka mops up the floor.

"Efficient." The woman says with a smile.

"He knows he can't be of any help to you." Fuji says softly enough that Tezuka won't hear. "He'd rather do something productive. He doesn't like feeling useless."

The bleeding stays stopped once it is stilled, and they bandage him up, extract a promise to call again if anything happens, and leave on another emergency call.

Tezuka brings tea for them both, and Fuji takes his with his good hand, the warmth finally allowing the shock to sink in.

"It's such a shame," he says carefully, bringing his drink up to his mouth and blowing. "Now that I've ruined the dish cloths my mother is going to have to buy us a better belated house-warming gift."

He sips at his drink and is grateful to it for keeping a smile from his face. Tezuka's look of disbelief is priceless.

"You didn't do this just for..." He can't finish his sentence.

"Oh Tezuka, no, of course not." Fuji assures him quickly. "It was just a happy coincidence, don't you think?"

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series title: Eraser ~~Chapter One~~
fandom: Prince of Tennis
pairing/characters: Tezuka/Fuji, Yumiko.
summary: in any fiction (...) there was only ever room for three players (...) between adoring spouses, a seducer, or a child. - Imajica, Clive Barker.
notes: 2618 words. Future!fic, established relationship, angst coming up eventually. r/nc-17 rating from the beginning.

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To Em; the last alternate prompt for you :*

Tezuka/Fuji - Before you ask me, I want to tell you something.

You can do it in geisha!verse or in canon!verse or whatever ;)

fsop

2007-03-08 03:01 pm UTC
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Canon!verse; set after episodes 39&40 - the infamous duel in the rain ;)

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"Tezuka, has the desire to see my true strength overcome the desire to unleash it yourself?"

No answer is forthcoming. Fuji meets Tezuka's eyes and damns the pride that stills his tongue.

"You play with a healed arm, you give everyone the best of your strength. You could have put us into the same block in the last ranking match, but you were too concerned with another issue. This time it's you pushing us away."

He wonders if he should turn and make for the door; it doesn't ever take many words to get his meaning across. But before he can take that action, Tezuka is pressing his palm to the door and forcing it to stay shut.

"I'm not pushing you away." He says roughly.

"No, you're just trying to push me onwards, as ever. But this time you couldn't even do it yourself, you had to send in reinforcements!" Fuji laughs and it tastes bitter on his tongue. "Did you think we would break each others barriers at the same time and fulfil your intentions? I don't respond well to manipulations, Tezuka. I use them. I knew what you were doing as well as what he was doing during the match."

"It was worth a try." Tezuka shrugs. There's never any apologies. Tezuka will never make moves he may later come to regret. It's almost admirable.

"You could at least thank me for doing you a favour in regards to Echizen." Fuji says, folding arms across his chest and leaning against the door. "His frustration sets a fire under him. It's wonderful to watch. The only thing I wonder is why he wanted to beat me so badly. Because of my reputation? Or does he see me as a stepping stone to you?"

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	crysaliz 2007-03-12 01:28 am UTC (link)
	sdjlsl;afjsla;f.... Wahhh....i can SOOOO imagine this happening (behind the scenes...coz they had to cut it out).... Fuji, you're soo perceptive..of course surpassing your reputation isn't all that Ryoma wants. ~~We all know that he's trying to get rid of the competition for Tezuka's attentions.~~ C'mon Fuji, go stake your claim! ^_^ (Reply to this) (Parent)

To Em; February prompt number 28
Tezuka/Fuji - Second date. At a carnival.

Actually written 6th March 2007, cracky second date where the Regulars interfere. Tezuka/Fuji, 1073 Words.

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"I suppose you like these kind of things?" Tezuka asked, pushing the flyer for the carnival under Fuji's nose. He had taken quite some time to perfect his aura which made him quite unapproachable, and it had unnerved him a lot to suddenly have the guy, who had not been much older than him, shove the flyer into his hands on the way to school.

"Don't you?" Fuji asked pleasantly in reply, looking up at Tezuka. His gaze managed to be piercing even when his eyes weren't open.

"Ah, I've never been."

"Well then, I'll take you." Fuji said, packing his books into his bag to leave for lunch, slipping an arm through Tezuka's for a moment just to see him squirm away from the closeness. "Don't look so scared, Tezuka. It's a place people go to have fun."

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"Fuji, what's this?" Eiji asked, grabbing at the paper sticking out of Fuji's bag. "Oooh, a carnival? Tonight? Are you going?"

"I probably am." Fuji nodded, smiled at his thoughts. He wondered if Tezuka would look down his nose at the childish rides, perhaps jump when on the ghost train. That would be something to see.

"Well if Fujiko's going, I will too!" Eiji grinned. "I'm going to see if Oishi wants to go!"

He seemed to forget class was about to start again in five minutes. Fuji put his hands into his lap and smiled to himself; things like that didn't matter to Eiji. If a certain tennis captain ever got wind of that, laps most certainly would follow.

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"I ran into Momo and Taka-san and Ochibi after talking to Oishi about it, and getting a papercut and having to go to the nurse to get a plaster; Oishi makes such a fuss but at least he doesn't faint at blood like Hikata-kun did! And they're all going to come tonight too, isn't that great?" Eiji held a questioning finger to his lips. "I wonder if Inui or Kaidoh might come too if I asked them."

Fuji pressed his lips together, nodded as he tried not to laugh and wondered when it had become Eiji's tennis club trip instead of his and Tezuka's date.

Tezuka was not going to be amused. But then, he rarely ever was.

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"Ah, everyone's finally here!" Eiji grinned as Fuji and Tezuka made their way up to the group. Until they had gotten into plain sight, Fuji had been practically dragging Tezuka along by the arm, warning him tactfully about the entourage that would be accompanying them all of a sudden. Luckily it was all Eiji's fault, and he could say so with a completely straight face. "I'm surprised you convinced Tezuka-buchou to come, Fujiko!"

"We all have our price." Fuji said with a mysterious smile. And was promptly drowned out by four different voices simultaneously picking out rides to go on.

"Ghost Train!"

"Carousel!"

"Hoopla!"

"Ferris Wheel!"

"Look, we can all split up and meet up later for snacks." Fuji said quickly, stepping closer to Tezuka. "Just decide who wants to go where."

He kept purposely silent until everyone else had chosen so that he might pick somewhere for he and Tezuka that they could be alone. Eiji and Momo insisted on dragging Oishi and Echizen onto the Ghost Train, and Kaidoh and Kawamura were happy to tag-along with Inui so that he could use their tennis skills to determine how to win on the Hoopla.

"Well, I want to go on the Ferris Wheel first," Fuji smiled in a way that made people close their mouths against arguing, though they couldn't quite figure out why. "So we'll see you guys later."

No-one questioned Tezuka's silence, or how Fuji had decided they were going on it together. Eiji and Momo had already run off, Oishi picking up the pace to chase after them and Echizen muttering as he followed like he had allthe time in the world. Kawamura was trying to get Kaidoh to speak up, since Inui's nose was firmly between the pages of his notebook.

"I dislike this place already." Tezuka muttered. Fuji smiled and pretended he hadn't heard.

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"It doesn't look very safe." Tezuka said as they stood in the queue. The woman in front turned to glare as her son's eyes grew wide and he began to question the way the seats were suspended.

"Tezuka, shush." Fuji said, and pulled a lollipop out of his bag, checking with the displeased mother before offering it to her child.

"Do you always carry sweets to bribe children with?" Tezuka enquired.

"No, but I'll be making a habit of it when I'm with you in future I think."

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The inside of the car was not as nice as the outside would lead you to believe. Leftover drink cartons were the least of the problem. Fuji tried not to breathe in too deeply, warning himself that the scent he could smell just possibly might be urine. Now that wouldn't go down well.

Instead he sat down and placed his bag on the floor instead of inbetween himself and Tezuka.

"Just wait til we get to the top." He said brightly. Tezuka looked a little pale at the thought. Fuji had never stopped to wonder if Tezuka might be afraid of heights; it seemed like such a silly thing, for the captain of the tennis team to be scared of heights.

So silly he didn't want to voice the question. Not for one second did he believe he would get a response even if he did ask anyway.

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"It's so pretty." Fuji sighed, watching as the sky got closer little by little. They were still letting people onto the empty cars. He had a sudden urge to get up and touch the glass of the window, even if he couldn't reach the actual stars.

The car rocked a little beneath his feet, but he didn't think anything of it until Tezuka's hand caught his arm.

"Please don't do that." He said, his voice rough.

"What?"

"Shake the car. I already said it didn't seem safe."

"But Tezuka!" Fuji wanted to laugh it as so absurd. "You saw it moving when we were in the line, it's been used hundreds of times and it works the way it's supposed to! Everything is fine."

"Well I'm not used to it." Tezuka said.

Fuji nodded acceptance, and curled his fingers around Tezuka's as he sat back down to try and ignore the way they still itched.

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prompt: Geisha!fic; "A ribbon around her throat."
date: 15th February
characters: Fuji, Tezuka.
notes: 491 words. Features cross-dressing. An intrusion.

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challenge:

pot500's Festivals Challenge, #7.
characters: Fuji, Tezuka.
notes: Geisha!fic, not in the prompt list! 176 words. Features cross-dressing. Written on 18th February. Attending a Hanami*.

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prompt: Geisha!fic; "find a face behind our lipstick smiles".
date: 19th February
characters: Fuji, Tezuka.
notes: 458 words. Features cross-dressing. There are many different levels of disguise and deception.

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prompt: Geisha!fic; "Promise me to pass the time/Dance with me on plastic tears/Kiss me, We won't feel alone/Till morning when we disappear."
date: 22nd February
characters: Fuji, Tezuka.
notes: 662 words. Features cross-dressing. A farce.

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( imagined you saw me )

interlude; Prince of Tennis, Rikkai, 'Tales of the Otori' au

interlude; Prince of Tennis, Fuji age 16 for Fic Meme

interlude; Prince of Tennis, ana!Fuji

Condoms [Prince of Tennis, Tezuka/Fuji]

Future Rivals [Prince of Tennis: Yamato, Tezuka, Fuji]

Domestic Moments Among the Exquisite Dead [POT, vampire!au: Yanagi, Kirihara]

Still the Blood in Your Veins [POT, vampire!au: Yagyuu/Niou]

Hatred is Holy [POT, vampire!au: Sanada, Yukimura, Atobe]

Wait for me Whenever Darkness Falls [POT, vampire!au: Tezuka, Echizen]

The Heart Beats On and Will Not Stop [POT, vampire!au: Eiji, Fuji, Oishi]

Telephones and Microphones [Prince of Tennis, Rikkai gen, Yukimura, Sanada]

Metamorphosis [Prince of Tennis: Niou/Yagyuu]

Eyes Closed [Prince of Tennis: Seigaku gen]

April Cliches/Kinks Month

untitled cyberpunk!au part one [Prince of Tennis, Rikkai]

Alhambra [Prince of Tennis: Tezuka/Fuji, 31_days prompt]

Formerly chapter one [Eraser verse]

Push [Prince of Tennis: Tezuka/Fuji, February 07 Drabble]

Second Date [Prince of Tennis: Tezuka/Fuji, February 07 Drabble]

Geisha verse Ficlets (x4) [Prince of Tennis: Fuji, Tezuka]

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