Make you fall in love with me

Chapter 1 Reflections

Fuji winced in pain as his Tsubame Gaeshi hit the net. Involuntarily his hurting knee gave in under him and he sank lower. Now he knew how Tezuka had felt, or atleast he would soon.

From a not so outsider's eyes Ryoma observed the figure on the court. A serious expression on his face, as he was well aware of what Fuji was trying to accomplish.

It was not for revenge or to return the promised pain alone. It was to get closer to Tezuka again. Fuji was chasing after Tezuka again.

There was no doubt Fuji didn't miss the stoic captain. When Tezuka had left for Germany, he had left a madly in love tensai behind as well. But to achieve one's goals had been the only thing Tezuka had found important enough and his love for the tensai had come in second. He had wanted his lover to feel the same, but Fuji had never taken tennis or anything else serious enough for it to work that way.

Ryoma tightened his fists as he watched his boyfriend. He had never seen Fuji this serious before. Once again the honor went to Tezuka. The never stopping lifting planes that filled the sky above them didn't help any either.

Fuji was mentally only focusing on rewriting a story. First he would crush his Atobe on the opposite side of the court and then he would have rewritten history.

To crumble down, or to get injured like Tezuka was not an option, because then nothing would've changed. Fuji needed this win to win in his past.

His past with Tezuka. Ryoma was furious with the feeling of living in an unwelcomed threesome-relationship all the time, and although he had never been the romantic kind, he still wished he could have Fuji alone and with him for just once.

The other regulars had no idea either. Everyone had known about the captain and the tensai being together. Fuji would tease the hell out of Tezuka both in public and behind closed curtains, but that was just the boy's way of showing his affection.

Not in this case though. No one knew about Fuji and him. It was so obvious and right under their noses, but both of them knew no one could ever even guess they were in a relationship of somekind. Probably because everyone avoided even talking about Tezuka as much as talking about Yuuta, whether Fuji was around or not.

Ryoma didn't want to announce to the world that he was with Fuji, but parts of him couldn't help feeling jealous about the fact that he wasn't being teased in public. He was the boytoy Fuji found comfort in and the person who would atleast show in his actions that he loved the tensai. That was what Fuji craved for right now. Love, or more like the feeling of being loved since Tezuka would never have showed it to him, let alone told him.

"Tennis is not meant to hurt people with!" Fuji's dead serious voice came, holding up the last ball he had shot, earning him the win of the match.

Kirihara looked more than shocked, as if he had expected the last shot, Hakugei, to hit him or atleast hurt him on its way back to Fuji.

Eiji hugged Ryoma tightly, which he probably wouldn't have dared to do had he known about who the smaller boy was seeing. Ryoma could see Fuji's face lighten up and the smile take place on his face, and so the mask was back on again.

The referee called a quick break, when they would make sure both players were alright. Fuji let Oishi quickly examine his knee, before excusing himself and saying he'll be right back.

Fuji made it outside the grandstand and sipped on some water from his bottle, letting his gaze roam up towards the sky where yet another plane passed by leaving a white line after it.

"Are you alright?" the tensai's eyes met golden ones and Ryoma stalked over to him, handing him a bottle. "Your favorite Inui juice."

"Thank you." Fuji beamed a smile and changed bottle, starting to drink from the other one instead. Ryoma felt a chill go down his spine just thinking about the awful liquid Fuji was pouring down inside him.

"You just keep doing that. You keep stalking after." Ryoma gave a sigh and Fuji stopped drinking.

Fuji looked at the boy surprised. "What?" he asked and Ryoma gave him a knowing look, not even wanting to mention any names. Not that it would have been needed.

"Saa, you're one to talk." Fuji then replied, drinking some more. "You're the one who's chased Tezuka even more on court."

Ryoma flinched at how easily Fuji spoke their captain's name. "Yeah, but I do it only on the court."

Fuji slammed the bottle down on the nearby bench, the quite loud sound silencing everything else around it. "Your match will probably start soon."

Ryoma just glared for a while. "When are you going to admit to yourself that you're not dating him anymore? That you're dating me!"

To his surprise Fuji chuckled somewhat amused. "We're dating?" the tensai smiled, and Ryoma felt his cheeks heat up. In all of his frustration he had forgotten how he had so often refused to admit that they were dating. In his opinion time had just passed and they had kept spending it together.

Besides they had only started dating after Fuji had admit that he was sleeping with Ryoma for another reason than just the sex and the fact that Ryoma had been the first pretty boy he had laid his eyes upon after Tezuka had left.

Fuji's laughter slowly faded and the older boy seemed to be spacing out. "Sometimes I miss how he took control over me." Fuji absently mumbled.

Ryoma jerked to this, steping back a little. "Well, I'm sorry for being the uke." he muttered and turned to walk towards the courts. Fuji realized what he had said and pulled himself back to reality.

"Ryoma!" the tensai caught up with the smaller boy, hugging him from behind with a pleasant smile. "Good luck in your match."

Ryoma broke loose and trailed over to the courts. With an even more serious expression he watched his opponent make himself ready for the match.

Maybe if given time, Fuji could learn to love Ryoma and leave Tezuka out of their relationship. But how do you make someone love you? Simple. You don't. You can't.

Ryoma gazed Sanada again. The young boy felt like this was going to be a good match. He had some stress to relief.

'So, my boyfriend is again playing in singles 1, just after I have played in singles 2.' Fuji reflected, seeing Ryoma serve. A sudden fear hit him, as if in a trauma, that Ryoma would also be hurt and Ryoma would also go away and leave him all alone.

That was probably why Fuji was refusing to open up to Ryoma the way he had done to Tezuka. In fear that that could make him vulnerable to the smaller boy, the way he had been to Tezuka.

Tezuka had been his first. His first love. And his first heartache. If Fuji allowed himself to fall so completely again Fuji was sure he would get burned. Better to stay hollow and empty.

Despite that the tensai couldn't deny how Ryoma could sometimes wake emotions inside of him. Feelings he thought he had burried a long time ago, because it felt like Tezuka had left him years ago and every moment after that had been an eternity.

But Ryoma was right. Fuji was not dating Tezuka anymore, however it hurt him to even think so.

To have seen Ryoma standing right here, where the tensai was standing now, with that grumpy but behind all that still worried look upon his face when Fuji had played…Fuji could recognize himself, hiding behind the smile while worrying about how Tezuka was holding up.

Fuji heard the crowd around him cheer and saw Ryoma change the direction of his smash in the air. If the boy had hit it the way it was going at first it would've hit Sanada's knee. Instead Ryoma had barely changed the direction and the ball was called out.

Fuji's smile widened. Ryoma's new smash may have been born in a match against Atobe, but its purpose was to seal Fuji's higuma otoshi. Ryoma had never really gotten over the match he had had with Fuji just before that tournament…when Fuji had still been together with Tezuka.

That very evening after everyone else had left when the rain had continued to fall like mad, Fuji had been all hyped up and he had stayed with Tezuka in the locker room to…unleash some of the thrill he had felt while playing Ryoma. That was one match Fuji had wanted to continue.

The brunette woke up from his thoughts, hearing how it was announced that Ryoma had won. An even wider smile made its way onto his face, although he had known from the start that there was no way Ryoma would lose. The smaller boy wouldn't allow it, just like Fuji in his match before, and just like Tezuka had given his all-

The tensai shook his head, bangs falling over his eyes. No, he could not think about him anymore. Tezuka was in the past and Ryoma was in the now. That was all that mattered. But Tezuka had been gone for months already and it would probably not be long 'til his return. So the question was; who was in the future?

Lifting his head Fuji saw his current boyfriend still wear a serious face, not going to let it turn into a smile anytime soon, if ever. Fuji mentally sighed with a sting of guilt going through him.

He had been unfair towards the younger boy. Tonight he would either make it up to him or let him go. This was selfish and Fuji was just using him whenever he felt like it.

A true smile forming on his lips Fuji followed the rest of the regulars to the court. Ryoma looked confused up at the oddly cheerful face, and a hand was laid to rest on his back.

Ryoma didn't know what to think. One moment Fuji acts like he can't count the days until he can dump Ryoma and greet Tezuka on the airport like a wife, and the next Ryoma is suddenly his little precious.

The boy tried to keep reminding himself not to be so harsh. Fuji had not had it easy and this was not the time to be acting like the poor unappreciated uke. It was hard to stay mad at Fuji as well, seeing behind that mask a real smile, but also two really hurt eyes. And Fuji probably thought Ryoma hadn't known him long enough to see him through.

The smaller boy sighed, this time being the one to feel slightly guilty for causing Fuji unnecessary pain. Maybe he could make Fuji feel better again. Give him something he once had had with Tezuka. Tonight Ryoma would try his best to give Fuji what he no longer experienced in his relationship with Ryoma.

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A/N notes : Ever since I saw the raw episodes of 124-125 [and even before that] I've wanted to write this fic, but my policy of no bad ending fics and character deaths etc has prevented me. Now I finally just wrote it down. There will be 2 more chappies, with more angst and romance, but do feel free to flame me!

Poor Fuji!! hugs

Poor Tezuka!! hugs

Poor Ryoma!! hugs

Can't we all just get along?? ;D