title: running away to home
fandom: Prince of Tennis
characters/pairings: vague Fuji/Saeki, Yuuta, implied Tezuka/Fuji
rating: G
warnings: none
summary: Fuji runs away to the beach.
notes: for the pot challenge whatever week...

"Yuuta? Want to go to Chiba with me today?"

"...Aniki, it's five in the morning!"

"Mm. The first train leaves at six. We can meet up with Saeki."

"Aniki, go back to bed. You're being stupid."

"C'mon, Yuuta. It'll be fun."

"I have practice, Aniki. And. Don't you...? Isn't today...? I mean...?"

"Mm? Yuuta, let's go to the beach!"

"I'm going back to sleep. You should, too."

He stood in the shade, in the place he always met his best friend, back in the day when they both lived in this town. He recognized the sound of Saeki's gait, even with his eyes closed.

It was nice to be here again.

Saeki grinned at him, the way he always did. "Well, well. Looking good, Fuji."

Fuji tilted his head to the side. "Of course. Play with me?"

Saeki laughed, soundlessly. As if Fuji needed to ask.

"Too bad it's not raining today. I was hoping it would rain," Fuji sighed.

"Well," Saeki looked up at the sky, speculatively. "Never know. Probably better that it isn't, though, right? It's better for air travel for there to be clear skies."

"Eh?" Fuji frowned. "Are you going on a trip, Saeki?"

"Not me..." Saeki frowned. "Isn't he leaving today? Didn't you want to be at the airport to see him off?"

"See who off?" Fuji shrugged. "You're being cryptic." He pushed away from the tree, and started to stroll toward the beach. "Let's go looking for seashells!"

Saeki frowned, and then took off, catching up to Fuji. He put his arms around Fuji's waist, sliding his hands up, under Fuji's shirt. He pulled Fuji's compact body up against his own. "Hey," he whispered into Fuji's ear. "He'll be back as soon as he can. He doesn't want to be hurting."

Fuji squirmed out of his arms, and laughed. "Saeki. Chase me." He ran off to the water.

Saeki sighed, and did as he was told.

It was the only comfort Fuji would accept, so it was all he could offer.