title: Lust
fandom: Prince of Tennis
characters/pairings: Fuji/Tezuka, Tezuka's father, mother, and grandfather, Yuuta, Yumiko, all of Seigaku
rating: T
warnings: sexual situations, kinkiness, bloodplay, AU
summary: Tezuka has a secret that could destroy him... and Fuji.
notes: blaming this on Bryan, who also named this (perfectly), and who kept me going as i wrote it. apologies for any errors regarding Japanese culture or schools; did the best that google and wikipedia would let me. much luhff to xelloss, who provided me with off-the-cuff beta'ing as i posted. thankyou!!

After High School

Fuji found Tezuka in the door of the salle that led out to the garden. He was reading some of the manga they had gotten earlier in the week, when they had gone to see Oishi, but he set it aside as soon as he heard Fuji coming.

Fuji wasn't totally steady on his feet. It was just too hot here! He tugged at his yukata, opening it more.

"You're supposed to be sleeping," Tezuka chided softly, still smiling. He lifted his hand, reaching for Fuji.

"It's too hot to sleep," Fuji complained. He took Tezuka's hand, grateful for the coolness of it. "It's too hot to do anything. Why don't we have air conditioning?" He set himself down between Tezuka's legs.

"It's the same reason for everything, Syuusuke," Tezuka smiles, brushing Fuji's hair out of his face. "This house was built before there was air conditioning."

"That's no excuse," Fuji pouted. "You should have it put in." He pulled open Tezuka's yukata all the way to his waist, and curled up to Tezuka's body, pressing his cheek to Tezuka's cool flesh. "At least you are cool. I'm going to nap here."

Tezuka kissed the top of Fuji's head. "I drank too much last night," he sighed. "You should have a transfusion."

"Nah," Fuji yawned. "I'll be fine if I can nap. It's just too hot. Usually spend summer in air conditioning." He looked up to wink at Tezuka.

"I'll look into it," he promised, smiling.

"Good," Fuji smiled.

Tezuka wrapped his arms around Fuji's body, holding him closely. "Syuusuke. Are you happy?"

"'Mitsu," Fuji yawned. "You know the answer to that. Now let me nap."

"Yes, beloved," Tezuka murmured, kissing Fuji's forehead, his cool lips feeling like balm.

Fuji drifted off, and slept with a smile on his face.

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