TF FanFiction 1.23-T1
2Cent of Drunkenness (Tezuka PoV)

Hey'ya~ I'm back with another experimental project... A songfic, though I kind of rephrased/rewrote the lyrics to match the thoughts of out favorite perfect pair. Well, I'm not really sure if this will be to your liking, but your comments are very much appreciated.

For this chapter, I used the song "Mama Mia" by ABBA to relay Tezuka-sama's thoughts. You can sing it to that tune, and perhaps it would make more sense (?). This should be read along side 2Cent of Drunkenness (Fuji PoV) [TF FanFiction 1.24].

Well, enjoy~!

Disclaimer: I own the love, but not the rights...

TF FanFiction 1.23
2Cent of Drunkenness (Tezuka PoV)

It's Friday night... Two days to go before Tezuka goes to Germany for rehabilitation. There were still things he needed to pack (though most were already sealed in his bag pack and traveling bag), like those nine neon balls his teammates - friends - personally signed. Those little balls that could as well be his little protection and encouraging charms (as Fuji said) while he's away from home, he definitely hold it dear.

Well, the Seigaku tennis team is stronger than what everyone deems they are, Tezuka believes this wholeheartedly, and every one of them will undoubtedly prevail even in his absence. No, he is not abandoning them... rather he doesn't want to disappoint them, so he had to make himself better - be his as perfect as he can possibly be. This is for the best, perhaps...

It's for the best, Tezuka reassured himself, but why does he so uneasy and conflicted about leaving? And why can't he stop looking at his angelic face... his enigmatic smile... his unpredictable transformation? More specifically, why does leaving Fuji for this short period of time bother him so much?

The megane pinched the bridge of his nose to release some internal tension. This was his farewell party (though he was sure he said he didn't need one, especially something this grand), and this was supposed to be having a good time. Well, it should be, if a few of those mischievous kyohai's didn't spike up the punch, and got event 'a little too loud' for his preference.

No, he's definitely not drunk... even though he had quite a number of glasses from friends and well-wishers, Tezuka's oh too sure he is not drunk... maybe... hic*

Soon the party quieted down. Friends and rivals each headed for their own homes... Until only Tezuka and Fuji were left on their own. The walk and the small talks were pleasant, when they reached a free street tennis court along the way. Perhaps, it was because of his insight that he felt that he just had to bring his tennis racket that night. Either way, it was good that Fuji brought his racket, too, though if the Tensai didn't, he's willing to share.

They entered the battle ground: the tennis court. Face to face, they stood... The fiery determination burned brightly in their eyes - the unspoken intent, their real self.

The ball is tossed high up... *THWACK!*

And the game begins...

=[O I have fallen for you
=[O Since I don't know when

=[O Thought I've made up my mind,
=[O But it's hard to pretend

=[O Look at me now,
=[O I'm just so confused

=[O I don't know how,
=[O But I suddenly lose control
=[O There's a fire within my soul

=[O Just one look
=[O And I can melt in your eyes

=[O One more look
=[O And I am so mesmerized
=[O Woah~oh~

=[O Kami-sama!
=[O Here I go again
=[O Fuji, why can't I resist you?

=[O Kami-sama!
=[O Does it show again?
=[O My, my, just how much I want you

=[O Yes, it's most frustrating
=[O But oh how so exciting
=[O Why, why do I have to leave you now?

=[O Kami-sama!
=[O Now I really know
=[O Syuusuke, I don't want to leave you now

=[O I been haunted by you
=[O And everything that you are

=[O Oeuvre of mystery
=[O That I just can't get through

=[O And when you're near
=[O And you stand by me

=[O I think you know
=[O That you're breaking away my guard
=[O You know that I'm not that strong

=[O Just one look
=[O And I can melt in your eyes

=[O One more look
=[O And I am so mesmerized
=[O Woah~oh~

=[O Kami-sama!
=[O Here I go again
=[O Fuji, how can I not love you?

=[O Kami-sama!
=[O Does it show again?
=[O My my, just how much I've need you

=[O Yes, I'll be brokenhearted
=[O Blue on the day we are parted
=[O Why, why do I still hesitate?

=[O Kami-sama!
=[O Even if I say
=[O Bye bye, I'll never forget you

=[O Kami-sama!
=[O Please don't play with me
=[O 'Bye bye' doesn't mean forever

=[O Kami-sama!
=[O Here I go again
=[O Fuji, how can I make you mine?

=[O Kami-sama!
=[O Does it show again?
=[O My, my, just how much I love you

=[O Yes, I am being careless
=[O Oh~ My heart's in such a mess
=[O Why, why can't I just tell you so?

=[O Kami-sama!
=[O Now I really know
=[O Syuusuke, I am so in-love with you~

*THWAP!* dropped the neon ball, signaling the end of their rally, yet neither of them seems to care where it has landed nor who won. All their sense had been focused on the person opposite each of their side of the court.

Their eyes held onto each other's with unspoken intensity. Scorching embers and freezing sapphires, overlapping with explosions of unleashed passion...

No words were resonated - none was needed - as they neared each other as both predator and prey. Both succumbed to their instinctive urges, the feeling of ravaging pulse of deep yearning completely engulfing their entirety... A Pandora's box of desire, tempting and alluring them to surrender their rationalé...

Tezuka leaped over the net, before swiftly and possessively enlacing his arm around Fuji's waist... Bodies pressed together so intimately they could bleed sugar diamonds~

Fuji's smiled whimsically, as he let a finger feather-litely traced over Tezuka's strong jaw line. Then he suggestively snaked his slender arms around his beloved's neck, pulling their faces closer...

And closer...

And closer...

And when their moist lips met...

No word nor expression could define the ephemeral phenomenon that drowned their senses in, the melting sweetness of euphoric sensation yet to unfold within the darkness of the night~

Ah... Sweet young love. There's no denying now, Tezuka was left with no other option than believe that he is, without a doubt, drunk - drunk with love for Fuji.