about this story: it's basically about our perfect pair's story with big city as the setting. The cities I use here are those which I've visited or heard, but I'll gladly take ur recommendations.

disclaimer : I own no Fuji nor Tezuka, and the song used here (written in italic) is 'Forget Jakarta' from Adhitia Sofyan. It's good if you hear this song while you read the fic to get the mood of the story :)

To Forget and To Find

[ Coordinates: 6°12′S 106°48′E ]

I'm waiting in line to get to where you are
Hope floats up high along the way
I forget Jakarta
All the friendly faces in disguise
This time, I'm closing down this fairytale

This is a city where the weirdest things happen; where all the contradictory things try to reach out to each other and mingle.

The rich as hell people inside billion rupiahs car ride pass the sweat drenched people inside metrominis (1). The big shopping centers stand beside the rain tarnished markets. Luxurious apartment fills the gap between small houses with barely-there roofs. The western oriented clothes on the small body and dark skins of South East Asian people.

A city where Fuji Shuusuke found his first love and then lose it; broken hearted for the first time.

He closed his eyes, mourning over the tan skinned lover he used to have, and finally reached inside his small travelling bag to get his plane ticket.

He fell in love at this city when he first came. The merry sounds of the ondel-ondel(2) parade in Monas(3), the exotic looking old colonial buildings, the food, even the warm, humid air. But at that very moment, looking at the international terminal of Soekarno-Hatta Airport, he took a deep breath and mused. He missed Japan already; the four seasons, the food, and most of all, his family.

He was working in Jakarta because of his profession as a journalist, but now, he believed, is time to go home and forget this city. The city he wanted to forget, but at the same time tried to remember forever. The stage of his failed love story, his too sweet too forget first relationship.

His future was waiting for him in Japan.

And I put all my heart to get to where you are
Maybe it's time to move away
I forget Jakarta
And all the empty promises will fall
This time, I'm gone to where this journey ends

His forlorn muse ended when he bumped into someone on his way to the check in counter.

"Maaf(4)," he said in a well practiced Indonesian. "That's okay," the man he bumped replied in an accented english, the accent Fuji Shuusuke familiar with. He took another look at the man in front of him and felt a strange shiver when the other did the same scanning look to him. When their eyes finally met, blue met brown, they were shining in a same recognition.

"Are you Japanese?" they said in unison, then chuckled lightly.

The rest of their conversation was in Japanese.

The man was going back to Japan as well during the short break of his banking job, and after that, he was going to stay in Jakarta for another 2 or 3 years.

He asked Fuji if the journalist would be back to Jakarta or stay in Japan, and Fuji answered that he isn't sure either.

They shared their first impression stories of the city and the other daily-life stories, the brown eyed man wasn't as stiff as he looked and Fuji smiled his first genuine smile for the past 2 weeks. By the time they paused their conversation and listened to the passengers call to proceed to the gate, both of them were all relaxed and their shoulders looked less stiff.

And Fuji noticed, for the first time since they bumped into each other 2 hours earlier, how attractive this man was. And when they almost reached the airstairs, the young banker suddenly grab his hand gently and slip his name card into his grasp with an almost shy look cracking his stoic mask. Fuji knew that look.

That was a rather bold statement of the other man's orientation and the young journalist felt strangely light heartened by that fact.

"You see, call me if you're back to Jakarta, okay? I mean… it will be nice to have someone to talk to with familiar language and all.." the taller man's voice trailed off, and Fuji lightly squeezed his hand which slipped the name card inside his own. "I'd love to," he took a peek at the simple designed name card, " Tezuka Kunimitsu-san" then Fuji walked pass him fleetingly after he gave the brown eyed man one of his killer smile. When he turned his back to the other man, his smile turned into an amused smirk, mumbling, "I am interested, you know..", forcing his feet to walk ahead and not turning back and say those words to the young banker.

The other man seemed to understand, anyway.

Few minutes later, sat comfortably on his seat, Fuji said softly to the man sat beside him, "Well, do you think this is a sign for me to come back to Jakarta?".

'Are you the sign for me to come back?'

Beside him, Tezuka Kunimitsu gave him his best stoic expression, answering, "Yes it is. Definitely".

Fuji laughed softly. Apparently, Jakarta hasn't lost all of its attraction to Fuji Shuusuke.

But if you stay, I will stay
Even though the town's not what it used to be
And pieces of your life you try to recognize
All went down

1) metromini = a cheap mass transportation in Jakarta. A small bus with 20-30 seats which goes all around Jakarta.

2) ondel-ondel = large puppet-mask dance

3) monas (monumen nasional) = a 422 ft (128.7 m) tower in Central Jakarta, symbolizing the fight for Indonesia's independence, the monument was opened to the public in 1975, it is topped by a flame covered with gold foil.

4) maaf = sorry in Indonesian (bahasa Indonesia)

so whaddya think?

no, this is not a tourism commercial in disguise Xd

okay, the next city will be... -insert dramatic sound effects here- Brugge! -clap clap-

It's one of my favorite city in Belgium since it's so beautiful and the chocolates and pralines are worth to die for xD

let's just hope that I'll be able to edit the story soon, kay.

Well, review please! feel free if you want to recommend a city, I'll be really happy to use it as the setting :)