a/n: short fuji/ryo. It's been so long since I posted something, but I think I got better at writing (see my previous work).. shameless advertising, i know. haha, anyway. I think this could be a prequel to something... uhm, hope you like it, and even if you don't.. review.

disclaimer: i don't own PoT. I wish I did though.

He never really expected his attraction. As far as he knew, he liked girls-- he was straight, damn it. So why was it that he was so captivated by the freshman, when nothing ever seemed to catch his interest?

Fuji sighed as he averted his eyes from Echizen's lithe body. Even as he warmed up, the boy looked so graceful and innocent and... beautiful.

It was this and the boy's ability to egg him on that attracted him. He should know, for he had never forgotten that match in the rain---- no one had ever challenged him, teased him in his own game before. Few matched up with him in skill, and it left him rather bored. But then, Ryoma came along and since then, his eyes would always stray to the rookie's figure.

He wasn't exactly discreet too. They noticed his interest. And they respected it, never coming in between him and the freshman. They wonder, though... why is it Fuji was taking so long?

People would have expected him to chase after this... obsession; after all, since only few things interest him, Fuji clings to those things with a death grip--- possessive and protective, never letting it go. But Fuji wasn't as heartless as everyone believed.

'He isn't ready.'

And until then, Fuji is content just to gaze on as he watched his obsession grow stronger and faster and more thrilling... Bidding for the right time and moment....

"Saa. Ryo-chan. Still mada mada."

Ryoma looked up and acknowledged the challenge.

Fuji smiled brightly.

After all, a difficult prey is more thrilling to chase.

;) End