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Title: Make You Stutter
Day / Theme: October 28 - and laugh, but smile no more
Series: Prince of Tennis
Characters: TezukaxFuji.
Disclaimer: This Prince of Tennis fanfiction story is based on characters and settings developed by Takeshi Konomi.
Rating/Warnings: None – crack!
Word Count: 922 words

A/N: AU- Tezuka and Fuji are Tokyo University students and share an apartment together. A snapshot of their life together, sharing moments to make memories.

Memory: … and Fuji retaliates, now it’s Tezuka’s turn to be dazed.

Tezuka couldn’t hide the smile that he fought so hard to keep inside. His unexpected amusement resulted from teasing his boyfriend inside the busy Halloween costume store. By the looks of it, his enjoyment made Fuji quite upset. Tezuka would rarely do anything to cause any discord between them or tease Fuji publicly for his own enjoyment. But he couldn’t resist himself from doing so after seeing Fuji’s coy innocence displayed before him.

He followed the honey-haired man, carrying the bags of numerous items he purchased. Fuji explained to him while cashing out the items, that he had to purchase them for the costume grab bags his art team will distribute randomly during Tricksters' Night.

Fuji remained quiet while they continued to walk around the mall. The entire mall was festively decorated with different orange and black hangings, a lot of the spider webs dangled in the overhangs and entrances of the stores, with creepy looking monstrosities caught in it. Most of the store employees dressed in Halloween costumes, but there were other stores where the workers dressed as anime characters. Fuji preferred the ghouls and goblins kind of costumes to the anime cosplay ones. However, he knew for a fact what Tezuka preferred and Fuji just couldn’t get over how theidea caught him so blushed and flabbergasted. It’s not like they were both innocent when it came to things they did (so far) within the private confines of their bedroom. Fuji just didn’t expect Tezuka would imagine him dressed in a risqué female outfit. He closed his eyes and sighed. He wondered whether he should consider the idea of feeding Tezuka’s perverted fantasy.

“Is something wrong?” Tezuka asked from behind him.

Fuji shook his head in reply. He couldn’t believe he was even considering wearing the bustier for Tezuka. He didn’t want Tezuka to imagine him as a female.

He is a man!

Fuji could see his animated self, landing a heavy punch on his imagined animated Tezuka, a jab right under his chin that would send his head all the way up and beyond Mt. Fuji.

“Syuusuke?” Tezuka muttered, “there’s a bistro over there, let’s go for a bite ok?”

Fuji noted Tezuka’s gentleness and concern in his voice, Fuji shrugged his shoulders in reply and walked towards where the bistro was located. From the corner of his right eye, he noticed something sparkled red. Fuji turned to look at the item, and his eyes widened, more bemused than upset. He moved closer, dead center in the display case was a pair of bright, candy-apple red stilettos, shiny patented leather with three inches of slim pointed heels, cris-crossing fine strings of leather and a long- silky lace to strap around the ankles.

Fuji smiled and his devilish smile mirrored on the glass for Tezuka to see.

“I was joking, Syuusuke." Tezuka whispered, coughing the tightness in his throat.

Fuji turned to gaze at his perverted boyfriend, who now looked like the Brad Majors character from the “Rocky Horror Picture Show”, so awkward and out of step. The music bouncing off the huge speakers from the music store next door played "Stutter" by Maroon 5 and Fuji couldn’t think of a better song to match the moment.

Blue eyes glinting at the taller man, Fuji crooked his index finger instructing Tezuka to come closer, so he could whisper in his ears. As Tezuka sort of nervously lowered his head, Fuji noticed the heavy gulp that his boyfriend did. The devilish smile turned evil, and the glint in his eyes wicked.

“I am going to fulfill your fantasy Kunimitsu." Fuji’s sultry voice whispered, “I will dance to this song, Stutter, dressed exactly the way you imagined me earlier. I will make you feel so good and make you s-st-utter.”

Fuji moved closer, his lips almost touching Tezuka’s. He gazed at his boyfriend's dazed brown eyes from underneath the thick eyelashes draping his sparkling blue eyes. He released a warm sigh, his breath grazing Tezuka’s skin and the athlete’s Adam’s apple lumped heavily. Fuji slowly cat walked backwards, sashaying his hips to the rhythm of the very suggestive, sexy tune. Fuji touched his lips with his index finger, planting a kiss. He pouted his lips once more before disappearing into the store.

The image constantly played in Tezuka's head just like Fuji described it.

“I will dance to this song, Stutter, dressed exactly the way you imagined me earlier. I will make you feel so good and make you s-st-utter.”

The way the honey haired man eyed him hungrily, just now, and Fuji’s smile was so enticing. Left standing still and dazed, Tezuka’s body heated up all over.

“I am so screwed,” Tezuka noted to himself.

Fuji could still see Tezuka standing outside the store like someone who just eyed Medusa and turned stone with a duh look. The honey-haired man sniggered, amused at how well he got Tezuka back for teasing him earlier. He found a pair of over-sized yellow webbed duck slippers and purchased the item. Fuji thought about purchasing the stilettos for fun.

""Nnnoo," Fuji blurted in his mind.

It was so tempting but he figured letting Tezuka imagine it would be more interesting than showing him. He was pretty confident. He fed his boyfriend's perverted brain a suggestive image of him, for Tezuka to dream of.

Fuji glanced to check on Tezuka again. His boyfriend remained standing outside the store with the shopping bags he carried, now covering his front area.

Fuji’s smile widened. “You so deserve that Kunimitsu!”

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