Title: Touch

Genre: Drama/Romance

Disclaimer: Prince of Tennis does not belong to me.

Pairing: Atobe x Fuji and others (will reveal later)

Words in italic represent thoughts.

A/N: I suddenly feel like writing a story on the Tofu pair after being so wrapped up with Tezuka x Fuji pair for so long. It is another AU story and I hope you guys enjoyed it. Like always, reviews will be greatly appreciated.

Chapter 1:

First meeting

"Atobe-san, it seems that the limo had a flat tire. I will fix it right away and we should be on our way in roughly ten minutes." Stated the driver in an apologetic tone.

I push the communication button and told my driver that I will be out getting some fresh air while he fixes the tire.

"But Atobe-san, it is quite late at night and I would never forgive myself if anything were to happen to Atobe-san." Stated the driver quickly.

I got out of the limo and answered, "I am fine. I just need to move around a bit after sitting in the limo for so long."

I took out my gold lighter and watch motionlessly as the flame light up my cigarette. Like a bad habit, I started to inhale the disgusting smell before taking a long puff. God, how I loath the filthy smell of cigarette but like a moth flying towards a burning flame I continue to smoke and had been for years. I am truly pitiful if I need something as disgusting as cigarette to help me get through another day. Suddenly, just when I was starting to head back to the limo I heard some noise near by.

"Hey grab that kid before he run away from us again."

"Dame, who would have thought the little brat would be so fast on his feet."

"Hah, relax don't damage our new toy before we get a chance to break it in."

I don't know if it was the sudden curiosity but I follow the voice and from far away I saw a tiny body trapped in a corner with two large men. From the tone of their voice I could tell that whatever they had planned for the kid was anything but pleasant.

"Get away from me." Stated the boy coldly.

"Stupid whore after we are through with you, you won't be able to walk for days." Commented one of the men with a sneer as he rips the kid's shirt open.

I took another puff from my cigarette as I wait for the kid's reaction. I wasn't sure what to expect from the kid but for someone in his situation he was acting way too calm and rational. His choice of wording was a far cry from elegance but something about his voice bothers me.

It wasn't fear.

It wasn't frustration.

It wasn't even anger.

There simply wasn't any emotion behind his voice and that intrigue me. I made my way toward the two men because I want to have a good look at the so call "whore" that they have been slowly tearing apart so kindly in front of me.

"Who the hell do you think you are?" Demanded one of the men.

"I am taking the kid with me." I replied as I throw away my burn out cigarette.

One of the two men looks at me and laughed, "The hell you are. We paid good money for this kid and he is coming with us."

A chuckle escapes my throat as I wondered, "Money?"

The second men seemed to be amused by my chuckle and commented, "Hey buddy, just wait your turn. We will let you taste the kid after we have our way with him."

During this whole time I continue to stare at the kid. I couldn't tell if he was scared or not because not once did he ask me for help. I don't know what kind of reactions I was hoping but in a strange way I want him to look at me like a savior. I can't explain it but I want him to reach out and ask me for help.

"I don't have a habit of repeating myself so move aside because I am taking the kid with me." I replied once again.

"Hey, don't you piss us off." Commented the guy who is currently holding the kid.

There was no point in dealing with trash like them. I took out a wad of cash from my pocket and throw it on the ground.

I light up another cigarette before replying, "I don't know how much you paid for him but that should more than cover it. If you still insisted on taking the kid then I will hold no responsibility for the consequence of defying my order."

The men laughed nervously before saying, "Hah, we are only kidding. We will take the money and you can keep the kid."

I took a quick glance at the kid and noticed that his clothes were all badly torn from trying to run. Without thinking I took off my Italian suit jacket and give it to him.

"Put on the jacket and follow me." I commented indifferently.

I started walking back to the limo and not once did I stop to see if the kid was following me.

"Atobe-san, you are back. I was getting so worry." Stated the driver with a sigh of relief.

"There is no need because I was perfectly safe." I replied.

As I open the limo door, I saw him standing there without any expression on his face.

"Get in the limo." I commented.

Wordlessly, he got in the limo with me and sat across me. It wasn't long till we made it back to my mansion. I told the kid to follow me and again it delights me to know that he was following my order without any objection.

After we both enter my master bedroom I told the kid to shower because of the thought of other people's touch on him made my blood boiled. Usually I would feel exhausted and dead tired after a business trip but right now I feel surprisingly refreshed. I was opening a bottle of red wine when I saw the kid walk out of the bathroom in an over sized shirt and pant.

In my clothes, the kid seems smaller than before. Strange enough, I like the look of my clothes hanging off on him. It made him seem more touchable than before. At that moment, I was able to sense vulnerability in him that I didn't sense from before and it delights me.

"So what is your name?" I asked him after taking a sip of my red wine.

"Fuji Shusuke." Replied Fujii coldly.

"What were you doing in a place like that before?" I asked him as my interest grows.

Fuji took a seat by the couch near me and said, "I was running away."

I couldn't help but laughed and said, "From Ore-sama's view it didn't look like you were doing a good job."

"That last corner was a gamble." Answered Fuji.

"A gamble?" I asked more intrigue than I had been in a long time.

"Before that corner, I had a choice of either taking a left or a right turn and I happened to pick a dead end." Answered Fuji.

"I take it luck wasn't your strong forte." I commented.

"Can I ask you a question?" Asked Fuji.

"Go ahead." I stated with a grin on my face.

"Did you take me home with the same intention as the other two men?" Asked Fuji quietly.

"Hah, and what intention might that be?" I asked with a smirk.

"Are you like the others? Did you want to sleep with me too?" Asked Fuji again as he stared straight at me with such empty eyes.

I put down my wine glass and replied, "I had never force anyone to sleep with me. Trust me when I said that there are plenty of men and women whom would want to share Ore-sama's precious bed."

"I am sorry." Stated Fuji.

"You are safe right now and I can have one of my driver take you home whenever you are ready." I offered.

"Home….. I don't have a home but don't worry I will leave your house as soon as possible." Answered Fuji as he started walking toward the door.

"Wait, it is getting late. We will talk more in the morning. In the meantime, you can stay here for the night." I commented.

I was afraid that Fuji would have trouble sleeping after today's event so I gave him a cup of warm milk with some sleeping pill before carrying him off.

His face looks so fragile and innocent up close. A smile appears on my face before I leaned down and brush his hair away from his face. It was soft and silky just like how I imagine it would be. I don't know why I decided to carry Fuji to my own bedroom because god knows how many empty rooms I have left in my mansion. Yet, I can't deny the fact that I want to just spend a little bit more time with this interesting kid name Fuji Shusuke.

"Get your hands off me…" Protested Fuji unconsciously in his sleep as he twist and turns.

I noticed numerous scars on Fuji's frail body while he was moving around in his sleep and it angers me. Throughout the night, I keep hearing Fuji mumbling and I quickly become aware that the place Fuji had previously stayed was anything but safe.

"I need to keep running. I can't stop running. Must keep running …" Mumbled Fuji quietly as he leaned toward my body unknowingly.

My arm found Fuji's fragile frame before I whispered in his ear, "Hey kid, you can stop running now because I promise you that I will never let anyone lay a hand on you again."

I don't know if Fuji heard me but he seems to calm down after my promise. A grin appeared on my face as I tighten my grip on Fuji and it was at that moment I decided that I am not about to give him up.

I am not going to give up on the one person who had perked my interest after being bored for so long.