Three

"Kaoru!"

It shattered the moment completely like a brick hitting a thin glass window. Inui kept hold of Kaidoh but moved them away from the wall and Kaidoh helped him push his glasses up. Inui noticed that he looked rather…flustered. Maybe even ashamed since she was here?

Inui lifted Kaidoh back up to the dry concrete area before moving away to his own space.

Yuri looked like a completely different person than she did at the live. She had on a yellow summer dress that had lace trim and went above the knee, her hair was pulled back into a twist, and she wasn't wearing dark make-up and red lipstick like she did at the live but light daytime make-up from what she could tell. She looked a little shorter in more modest white heels.

Beside her were Hazue and Kinomoto in more casual clothing than yesterday…

"Yuri-san!" Momoshiro called out happily.

Kaidoh stood up feeling heavy…so he took his now wet shirt off before snapping at the idiot, "She's not here for you!"

"Uwa! You look so cute Yuri! Nya!" Eiji called out admiring her outfit. He had sisters but they never looked cute in a sophisticated way like Yuri did…

Oishi smiled knowing Eiji too well. Once, the boy had told him that he slightly wished he were a girl so he could wear anything and everything. He's always admired his sister's or somebody's outfits. This was one of those times… Oishi blushed madly as a rather strange image of Eiji in a halter, mini-skirt, and pumps came to mind. He could have died. Why was he thinking these things?!

"Thank you!" she called out in English.

Inui felt childish again. Here he was jealous over Kaidoh giving attention to a girl… A pretty stylish girl who he wished would stay away from Kaidoh…

"Are you coming to rehearsal today?" Yuri asked.

"Um… I guess. Just let me change and get my guitar," said Kaidoh.

Kaidoh ran inside. Yuri's hazel gaze went directly to Inui who remained emotionless on the outside.

Kaidoh was back out within minutes, "You don't mind do you Fuji-senpai?"

Fuji smiled, "Not at all. You have a responsibility and a wonderful girlfriend here to help please so go have fun!"

Yuri blushed and opened her mouth to say something until Kaidoh said, "T-Then I'll be heading out, then. See you all later."

Then he disappeared out the back gate with the Yuri.

"We'll be heading out as well. Sorry for intruding," said Kinomoto.

"No problem, it's nice seeing you all," Fuji said.

They then left and everyone went back to what they had been doing. Kaidoh had left the radio on and Inui was rather curious what was on the mp3 player. The music had stopped long ago. He climbed out of the water and disappeared inside.

_-_-_-_

Fuji and Tezuka were the only ones to notice Inui's disappearance.

"Inui's worked up over something," Fuji mentioned in muse.

"He seemed okay earlier with Kaidoh," Tezuka pointed out.

Fuji thought about it and then his usual smile grew and his lidded eyes opened in realization.

"I see what's going on…"

"Hn?"

"Inui's bothered by Yuri because she's pulling Kaidoh away from him… I tested out the 'girlfriend' thing to see how he'd react. He's jealous of her, meaning I think our little data genius has fallen for the snake," explained Fuji.

"He probably doesn't realize it," assumed Tezuka.

"Probably not… I feel sorry for him. Kaidoh's completely oblivious, Yuri both knows and is as sadistic as I am or likes Kaidoh back, and Inui's sadly the one suffering and confused about his own feelings," Fuji said.

_-_-_-_-_-_-_

Ryoma relaxed back into the water completely tired from the water fight that had gone on.

"Exhausted?" Momoshiro asked.

"Yes…and hungry…"

"Want to get out now and grab a bite to eat?" asked Momoshiro.

Ryoma nodded standing up with Momoshiro before gasping as the air hit his wet skin. He looked like some wet cat…

"Cold?"

"No!"

Momoshiro rolled his eyes before placing a towel onto Ryoma's shoulders before he placed his own arms around him before asking Fuji if it was okay to raid the refrigerator.

"Take whatever you need," said Fuji waving them off.

The taller male decided in the end to carry Ryoma, who protested quite loudly that he did not need to be carried and that he was twenty now and even attempted to bite Momoshiro who just smirked and walked up the stairs threatening to hang him on the coat rack if he acted up.

"I am not that short," muttered Ryoma with a pout.

"Short and light enough for me to carry you. Honestly Echizen, you'd think since you play tennis and all that you'd be heavier…" Momoshiro said. And with that he laid Ryoma onto the bed and began drying him off knowing if he left the boy alone that he'd be cold…

Blushing madly Ryoma hit him before snatching the towel away, "I can do it myself." He hid his face behind the towel as he dried his dripping wet hair.

Just what game was Momoshiro playing at?!

_-_-_-_-_

"The kiddies are gone," Fuji said almost teasingly.

"They're at least twenty, they're no longer between twelve and fourteen," pointed out Oishi as he helped a very exhausted Eiji across the pool to the shallow side to rest with Fuji and Tezuka.

"Mn, but it does remind you of old times…" Fuji reminisced.

"Yeah, it's like some sort of weird dream almost," said Eiji. He looked as if he was going to fall asleep right then and there.

Tezuka slightly looked away. They had pretended absolutely nothing happened… Why was he here in the first place? He knew it was Fuji but at the same time he wondered why he came back before he saw Fuji. He had hurt him after all and was responsible and he felt like the most responsible thing to do was stay away. Yet, he came back anyway to see Fuji looking like he had survived a train wreck…

The beautiful boy still was beautiful…like an angel. At the same time however he was broken. His eyes no longer looked as bright and cheerful like he had lost sleep for many many nights…

Fuji glanced at him, he gently smiled at him as if reading his mind and trying to reassure him that he was fine.

For a tensai he was almost childishly forgiving…

_-_-_-_-_-_

Inui felt a little guilty going through some thing of Kaidoh's. Yet here he was flipping through each song. A lot of it was J-Rock… Then he found the recordings. It was almost like the band had a CD. Yuri's voice rang out through the microphone on stage but Inui could clearly hear her voice through the recording. She was passionate and powerful and Kaidoh's skills fit her voice perfectly.

It hurt knowing that Kaidoh was this dedicated. His guitar solos were amazing to add to the facts…

Inui couldn't listen anymore without feeling disheartened and like he didn't have any chance. He carefully placed Kaidoh's MP3 player on his bed before laying down on his own to fall asleep alone again… Kaidoh always tended to disappear when he felt the worst.

Kaidoh and Yuri were so right for each other. There was no way he stood a chance against Yuri who was not only pretty but talented. Inui felt powerless and little. Kaidoh wouldn't even look his direction when Yuri was around…

He admitted it quietly to himself not realizing he was really, 'I'm jealous. I want Kaoru to myself and I don't want to share his attention with anyone else…'

_-_-_-_-_-_-_

Fuji had changed into some drier clothes and got him something to drink before searching for Tezuka. Eiji and Oishi had headed up to their own little room to sleep. The Golden Pair was absolutely adorable. If Oishi wasn't in denial of his feelings they'd be a couple already. Eiji was giving more than enough hints to his friend that he liked him. Oishi was either dense or in denial. Fuji preferred to stick the mother-hen of Seigaku into the denial category.

Tezuka was in the living room sitting the dark. Fuji knew better than to flip on the lights but strode across the large room and placed his arms around Tezuka who jumped at the contact before pushing him harshly away.

Fuji fell to the floor with a hurt yelp of pain almost knocking over his drink on the coffee table.

The cold buchou stood up and even in the dark you could tell there was a hurt look in his eyes. His left hand went up to his mouth to cover probably what had been a gasp.

He would only show this side to Fuji…

"Syusuke…" he whispered behind his fingers.

"I'm okay…" Fuji reassured.

"No, no, you're not. I hurt you..." Tezuka said.

The tensai shook his head in protest, "You were just startled-that's all. It was my fault, really."

Tezuka kneeled down to help Fuji up before holding him in his arms like a glass porcelain doll that would break at any moment. He led them to the sofa still having firm hold on Fuji…

"I have no idea why I came back in the first place," murmured Tezuka. He felt a headache come back. As well as regrets. If it were going to be this way then he should not be here.

"I thought you said it was to repair things," Fuji pointed out, pulling away suddenly as if taken aback.

"Fuji, I keep having mixed emotions. I think that I'm going to hurt you again and I think it's best I leave before that happens," said Tezuka.

Fuji felt himself tear apart at every word. He couldn't speak much less breathe. It was like it was happening all over again…

"I'm doing what's best…"

Fuji had stood up abruptly when Tezuka said he was leaving and without thinking his fist had collided with the picture and its frame beside him; the glass shattering and splintering onto the floor and into his pale skin.

"IT'S WHAT YOU THINK IS BEST!"

"Syusuke!"

Fuji found himself throwing glass that he had used to drink out of at Tezuka who quickly dodged it and heard the glass shatter on the wall behind him.

"You've never considered it have you? You just leave as soon as you have to face the truth! Tezuka Kunimitsu you're a coward! That's all you've ever been. You run too easily and because of this you probably absolutely have no idea how much I LOVE YOU!" screamed Fuji before breaking down to cry… He fell down on his knees feeling ashamed and utterly weak. He hated and loved this man and it drove him crazy. His defenses had rushed in like crazy.

His hand that had broken glass in it trailed down the walls staining the white paint with crimson blood. He was crying in both emotional and physical pain and all of it was killing him.

Tezuka was rooted to the spot. Fuji...loved him…

Eiji and Oishi who had been ready to go to sleep raced downstairs quickly followed by Ryoma and Momoshiro. Inui followed in afterward as well. Their eyes widened at the scene and instantly realized what was going on.

Tezuka and Fuji weren't pretending anymore. Everything that happened had happened and facing the truth hurt.

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It was the last day of school. The day of the third year's graduation... Everyone had cheered them on and supported them wholly. Fuji Syusuke felt like nothing could go wrong. He had already been offered a photography job that paid thousands. He had already made a name for himself. As a graduation present his family had saved up money to buy him quite a nice house so he'd have no worries and be able to focus on his career.

In all Fuji was having very good luck. He smiled contentedly as he stood under the sakura trees with Seishun Gakuen's strict tennis captain who refused to even look at him even though they were under the same tree. Everyone had left campus to celebrate. Taka had called them along for sushi but they both as if reading each other's minds had told that they'd come in later.

"Saa…" Fuji began looking up at Tezuka who was slightly taller than him, "It's all over isn't it?"

"Yes..." Tezuka answered.

"Let me guess you're playing tennis in Tokyo professionally?" questioned Fuji with a chuckle.

"Something like that…"

"Then live with me, I just got a new house and it's huge. I'll be lonely in such a big place," Fuji coaxed.

Tezuka let out a rare smile finally looking at him.

"Syusuke…"

And before Fuji realized it he was suddenly being tightly embraced by Tezuka whose lips brushed against his ear before whispering, "Don't get careless… Whatever you do Syusuke don't do something foolish. Promise me!"

Fuji looked confused but he agreed not knowing what it all meant.

"Good. Now go and have fun and please apologize to Kawamura for me? I have something to take care of," said Tezuka.

Fuji smiled, "Alright. Think about my offer won't you? I'll see you later."

Tezuka watched Fuji run off in a hurry to make it before all the sushi was eaten by the other regulars. It would be the last time he'd ever see Fuji. He never intended to go back to Japan ever again…

-_-_-_-_-_-

Oishi and Eiji made their way over to bleeding Fuji.

"What did you do to him?" snapped Oishi. Usually he wasn't the type to get angry. Especially not at Tezuka… But this was one of those times where he'd snap.

"Enough Tezuka, we'll take care of him," said Eiji as he gently coaxed his friend to stand up despite the pain.

Tezuka hesitated for a moment before making up his mind, "No. This is our problem."

"But didn't you say you'd leave?" Eiji asked knowing that had to be the reason Fuji was acting the way he did. That or his feelings had gotten harshly rejected by cold hearted Tezuka…

"Not after this I won't!"

"So it took Fuji to bleed for you to change your mind? Does he have to hurt himself every time you decide that you're going to just up and leave?!" Oishi screamed at him.

"NO! Oishi don't you dare think that I'm purposely inflicting harm on him. I had no idea he…felt that way about me. Please, let me take care of him!" protested Tezuka just as loudly. He looked rather scary. If it wasn't for the fact that Oishi could be just as hard headed at Tezuka at these times it would have sent any other person running straight out of the room.

Oishi backed away.

"Eiji," he said.

Eiji's dark blue eyes glared up at Tezuka before whispering something to Fuji before slowly setting him down on the floor again, making sure no more glass would pierce his skin.

Fuji trembled a little as he was being placed down onto the floor again. Tears escaped his beautiful blue eyes and made clear trails down his pale skin.

Tezuka kneeled down onto the floor not caring if he got cut up by glass or not and lifted Fuji up off of the ground. He walked across the living room ignoring the tension and the glares… He deserved them.

"You better take care of him buchou," Momoshiro said.

Ryoma looked up at him confused. He had no idea what was going on.

"Clear things up Tezuka, or there's a good chance that you'll regret it," added Inui.

Tezuka nodded before walking up the stairs with the smaller male in his arms. He made his way into Fuji's bedroom, which was thankfully the master bedroom, meaning nobody would walk in on them if Tezuka cleaned him up since Fuji had his own bathroom.

Fuji started to cry again, quietly as if being ashamed of being heard.

Tezuka wanted to hurt himself for being so cruel to him. He just didn't have any idea that Fuji liked him at all…

"Shhh, don't overwhelm yourself okay? May I clean you up and make you feel better?" Tezuka questioned softly.

Fuji silently nodded his eyes never looking at Tezuka's own or even at him at that matter.

"Will a bath help?"

Another nod from Fuji…

_-_-_-_-_-_

"What exactly just happened?" Ryoma asked as everyone began to clean up the mess in the living room.

"It's a long story," said Momoshiro.

"Nya, we have all night," Eiji pointed out rather obviously.

"Alright, well basically I think it's some what obvious that Fuji has very strong feelings for Tezuka," Oishi began.

"Fuji said it was love at first sight. He was just automatically taken with Tezuka when he first met him in their first year at Seigaku. He was awed by his tennis at first and found his personality intriguing and wanted to know him better and all…" explained Eiji.

"So he of course got closer to him and it helped that Fuji was rank number two when it came to tennis. It meant more time with Tezuka. So a bunch of stuff happened in between and I think when Fuji graduated he offered for Tezuka to live with him here. He was in a vague way trying to express his feelings to him," said Oishi.

"But then that bastard left without saying anything-which you know, is basically taken as a rejection. Not only did Fuji feel rejected but the fact that Tezuka just up and left without saying anything to anyone kind of proved that none of us didn't mean anything to him at all. He had his life and that was it and he wasn't even going to consider letting at least Fuji into that life," Momoshiro added grimly.

Ryoma slowly was getting how this was working and was starting to feel guilty himself. He had left telling everyone but didn't keep in contact with anyone. He'd have to ask Momo-senpai if everyone was mad at him too.

"Yeah, so Fuji got really depressed for a while and I think-this is only a rumor- that Fuji attempted to slit his wrists and kill himself. That's how dedicated he had been on winning Tezuka over. He loved him that much so…seeing him again is a big deal," explained Oishi.

Everyone continued to clean up the glass and the sickening sight of blood that Inui offered to take care of since he was used to dealing with blood due to his experiments and doctor's training anyway.

It seemed like a lot had went on after Ryoma left… He wondered if anything would really be back to normal without having to play a painful game of pretend…

(A/N: I know this is playing out a lot of faster than Memory but you also have to keep in mind that my chapters are much longer than the original story's as well. xD I think if it were Memory it would either be chapter five or six? –amused- Don't worry, I plan to have a huge plot up and all and have been curious upon asking my readers if they'd mind if I combine Memory and Anything for You and place *both* into Kizuna. This would mean me labeling the chapters 'Seigaku' and 'Saint Rudolph' and I'm EVEN considering adding 'Hyotei' into the mix because I love Hyoutei a lot and some people had asked about them since they shortly appeared at the end. ^_^ They'd have separate stories I think until the end but what do you all think?  Should I do it?)