title: Medusa's Lament
fandom: Prince of Tennis
characters/pairings: Tezuka/Fuji
rating: G/Teen
warnings: kissing
summary: Fuji contemplates
notes: written for Jumpy Boys! drabble deathmatch. which i failed miserably at. miserably! ^_^ ah well, so it goes...

Notebooks opened to half-filled pages were strewn uncharacteristically over Tezuka's perfectly neat floor, homework abandoned like jetsam in the wake of a storm. His arm was hanging over the edge of the bed, his fingers brushing the carpet.

Fuji's lips moved over his skin. "Do you ever think that Medusa did it all on purpose? Captured her loved ones, preserved them, waiting for the day when her true love could break free?"

Tezuka frowned. "She couldn't have loved all of them."

"Mm. But. It's amazing, when stone cracks, becomes flesh."

Tezuka closed his eyes. "Very funny," he sighed.

Fuji smiled.