Summary: A society where parents have full control of what happens to their child until they are eighteen. AU.
Disclaimer: I don't own Prince of Tennis. I wish I did though. lol.
Pairing: Perfect Pair
Author's Note: Well, I've started a new story, since it's summer time and Emptied Life is almost complete anyways. Hope you all enjoy!
It had all started on a rainy day.
A rainy day where the worst possible thing Fuji could imagine ever happening to him had happened.
He and Tezuka were playing a game of chess at the time, huddled over a small table that was in Tezuka's bedroom. Both players were determined not to lose, but it seemed Fuji had the upper advantage, having gotten rid of almost all of Tezuka's pieces, even his queen. Tezuka was rubbing his temples, with a slight frown plastered on his face.
Fuji gave a small laugh. "Don't worry, Tezuka. In total I'm only four games ahead of you." He moved his rook forward.
"Yes Fuji, you're four games ahead of me," Tezuka admitted. "However, I'd like to remind you that we've only played four games in total, so that means I'm losing. Badly."
Fuji waved a hand, showing it was really nothing. "You'll get better. We've never really had a chance to play chess until now, since your mother dislikes playing games at all."
Tezuka sighed, moving his remaining pawn forward. "Yes, we're only playing because you somehow convinced me that playing board games in my room doesn't count because my room isn't actually a part of our house. You claim that my room is a totally different world entirely and should be treated at such, so it isn't breaching my mother's rule of 'no playing any kind of game in the house'."
"It's important to have this sort of skill of going around rules," Fuji declared, taking his bishop and eating up Tezuka's pawn. The brunette gave a small grunt of disapproval, and Fuji smiled again. "Adults around here can order us around however they want. Even though my parents don't really do that, but it's everyone else's parents that I'm concerned about."
"You're lucky, Fuji, that you have such nice parents that aren't worried about controlling their child every day," Tezuka acknowledged, moving his king away to a safer place. "It's slightly disturbing know that your parent has full control over you, and you do things unconsciously. People can even hurt other people unconsciously and feel no guilt about it; like it's the right thing to do."
Fuji nodded. "It is somewhat unfortunate. I just hope it doesn't go too far." He moved his bishop closer to Tezuka's king. "Check."
"You don't think my parents will find out, will they?" Tezuka moved his king away to a safer spot.
"What, about this chess game? I'll tell them it was for a science project and we're using the chess pieces as solar generators or something." Fuji moved his rook this time. "Check."
"No, not about our game." Tezuka moved his king once again. "You know what I'm talking about."
"I'm sure they won't," Fuji assured him. "After all, how would that thought ever cross their minds? We seem like two close friends, that's all."
"My parents can be unpredictable," Tezuka reminded him. "You remember that last time when they claimed your sister had a pet llama, all because her hair was wet."
"Oh, that." Fuji waved it off. "Your parents are just illogical. Oh, and I think I won the game."
Tezuka was frowning, disappointed that he had lost yet another game. Fuji laughed. "Oh, don't worry Tezuka. You're already pretty good for a begin-" He was cut off by the sudden opening of the bedroom door.
Tezuka Ayana was facing them, and her eyes quickly were drawn to the chessboard that was currently lying on her son's table. She frowned, and anger flashed in her eyes. "Kunimitsu, have you been playing board games when I told you not to?"
Tezuka met his mother's gaze. "No, mother. I have been ordered not to play board games; therefore I am not going to do it. I have no power to do it."
His mother's eyes narrowed. "Don't lie to me."
"I am not lying." Tezuka was only able to say this because Fuji had convinced him that he wasn't ever technically 'lying', he was just not telling the whole truth.
"Actually, Tezuka-san," Fuji cut in. "We were working on a physics project together. You see, we're taking the weight of each chess piece over here." He gestured to the chess pieces that were currently on the board. "Then we're are to calculate the velocity and the-"
"That's enough," Tezuka's mother interrupted, waving a hand in the air. "I am not interested in your explanations. The fact is, I have heard exactly what you two were saying this whole time. And believe me, I am not pleased at all."
Fuji gave her a questioning look. "Ah, so you can care to explain to me what we did wrong with our project? I have a feeling something's just not quite right; I think our queen's calculations were inaccurate."
The cold look from his friend's mother silenced him. "I cannot believe you have been teaching my son how to lie and cheat his way out of things! I cannot believe he has such a friend like you!"
"And I can't believe a parent can eavesdrop on their child's conversations with a friend," Fuji replied scathingly. "Oh, I'm sorry, I meant lover."
"Fuji!" Tezuka was shaking his head, a worried expression on his face. "Don't let your guard down!"
His mother's rage was clearly shown on her face, and her eyes were widening in shock. "To think that my son would be interested in you! A liar, a cheater, a person who doesn't even deserve to live! You know completely well that I have control over my son, do you not?"
Fuji could sense a wave a dread washing through him. He had lost his temper, and badly. He knew full well he would pay the price, but he just hoped it wouldn't be anything too drastic. "Yes, you have control over your son, but not full control."
"Very well," she screeched, a maniacal grin now on her face. "Let's just see how much you can rebel against my control over him! Kunimitsu, from now on you are to forget Fuji Syusuke! To you, he is nothing; you will not be able to see or hear him! He is now invisible to you!"
Fuji watched in horror as Tezuka blinked, once, then twice, and then looked at his mother in confusion. "Mother, why are you angry? What happened?"
"Tezuka! Can you hear me?" Fuji asked, tugging on Tezuka's sleeve. "Tezuka!"
Tezuka brushed his hand away. "Mother, why are you angry right now? I didn't do anything wrong, did I? Or are you angry at someone else? But it doesn't make sense, I'm the only one here right now."
I'm the only one here right now.
Fuji gasped, withdrawing his hand immediately. "Tezuka?"
Tezuka Ayana gave a satisfied smile. "No, son, there is nothing wrong. I am just not feeling too well. Continue on now with whatever you were doing." With that, she left the room, giving Fuji a wicked smile as she walked out the door.
In Fuji's life, the thought had not even occurred to him that Tezuka's mother could have done something like this. It had been unpredictable.
Tezuka was right. His parents were unpredictable, and Fuji had let his guard down.
And he had paid a terrible price.
Well, there's a short prologue for you all! Please tell me what you think!