Eiji and Ryoma sat down on a red couch. Eiji crossed his arms and looked like he was about to snap. Kina sat at her desk holding onto a pad of paper.
"I'm so glad you two could make it. You may call me Kina. I'm always looking for fresh, young faces to become new models. When Yagami-kun showed me the pictures, I was lost for words. Echizen Ryoma, you have such a beautiful smile. The way you looked in those pictures was so natural…I found it hard to believe. Though, I must say, the last picture of the two of you together was what made me call for both of you. Kikumaru Eiji, I feel like I've seen you somewhere before," Kina softly smiled.
"I submitted pictures at the same time as Fuji Syusuke," Eiji mumbled.
"I see. Well, I do hope the first rejection will be forgiven. I see great things happening for you and Echizen-kun," she began to write on the paper. "You both have some sort of relationship with Syusuke-kun, right?"
"Kikumaru-senpai likes Fuji-senpai," Ryoma bluntly pointed out.
"That's not true!" Eiji's face began to heat up. "I don't like him. I hate Fuji…"
"You don't sound very confident when you say that," Ryoma snickered.
"Be quiet, Ochibi!"
"Please, no need to fight," Kina stood up. "Syusuke-kun was just saying how you used to be friends, and you used to be teammates. All the models here are like my family. I treat them with kindness. You see, I wanted to find a shoot where Kikumaru-kun and Syusuke-kun would be together. I thought the two of you would look nice in the same photo. When I suggested doing so, there was sadness in his eyes. He told me he wanted to work alone. It concerns me that he was affected by me saying such a thing. Of course, I shouldn't be getting in the middle of things. Sorry, ignore the fact that I said anything."
Eiji began to shake and quickly got on his feet. "He's an idiot. He threw everything away just to become a model. Tennis…school…our friendship. What's so great about being a model anyways? You'll get a few times in the spotlight…then you'll be put off to the side. You'll grow old. You'll gain weight. You'll become ugly. No one will want you. Then, in the end, you'll realize you threw away everything just for a moment of fame. I don't want that. I just want Fuji back."
"Senpai, are you ok?" Ryoma titled his head to one side. "Your eyes are watering."
"Fine, I do love him," Eiji turned and ran out of the room. "I just don't want to!"
"Senpai!" Ryoma called after him. He let out a sigh and pulled out a blue cell phone. "I have an idea. Give me a minute to call Oishi-senpai. I hope you'll help me out."
Kina nodded. "Sure."
Eiji made his way through the hall and down the stairs. Unsure of where he was going, he continued to walk until he bumped into someone. As the two of them collided, Eiji fell to the ground.
"Sorry," Eiji pulled himself off of the floor.
"Ah, it's ok," the other boy took sight of who bumped into him. "Eiji."
"Oh, it's you, Fuji," Eiji's tone turned sour.
"Is something wrong?"
"Are you stupid? You threw everything away for this…and now you have the nerve to ask me if something's wrong? Some friend you are!"
"What's with all these cold words? You're so brash…you don't even give me a second to say anything. Have you ever thought about how I felt?"
"You? It's always about you!" Eiji pulled up his arm and smacked his hand across Fuji's face. "This is why I can't stand you. This is why I don't want to love you. I hate you!"
At that moment, a younger woman walked into the building. She smiled and walked up to the two boys.
"Excuse me, I'm a…um…news reporter. My name is…uh…Oi-Oimi," she coughed. "Yes, I would like to take a minute of your time for an interview."
"Sure!" Eiji and Fuji both put on a fake smile.
"That you so much," Oimi pulled out a small camera. "First, how do you like this building? Is it cozy? Comfy?"
"It's big," Eiji mumbled.
"You get used to it," Fuji added.
"Are you two models here?"
"Not really…I'm not sure."
"And your names?"
"And your relationship?" she leaned in closer.
"I hate him," Eiji crossed his arms.
Fuji looked directly at the camera. "I don't know."
"I see, I see. Would you mind if I take a few pictures?"
"Sure," they both agreed.
"Ah, my assistant will help. Noma!"
A girl that looked like she was only in her first year of high school walked down the hall. She began to set up a camera.
"Just act natural. Pretend as if I'm not even taking pictures," Noma began to click to take pictures.
Fuji stared at the camera and noticed that it wasn't even on. He then looked back and forth between Oimi and Noma. Finally, he noticed who they really were. They were actually Oishi and Ryoma cross-dressing.
"Are we done?" Eiji moaned.
"Just a few more please," Noma giggled.
Fuji pushed Eiji up against the wall. "You're being impatient again."
"F-Fuji!" Eiji stuttered.
"I finally have it where I can tell you what I want to. This isn't the place for you. Quit before you get sucked in. Go back to hating me and not wanting anything to do with me."
"I'm not going to start crying over you, Fuji. I refuse to."
Fuji leaned in closer and placed his mouth against the other boy's left ear. "Why didn't you ever ask how I felt? You go from being my friend…to my enemy…to hating me…to loving me…make up your mind so I can as well."
He pulled away and turned to the others. "Oishi, Echizen…please record this so I don't have to repeat myself."
"Right!" the two boys both held onto the camera.
"I wanted Eiji to be a model with me…but he was rejected. I wanted us to be seen together so our friendship would be seen by everyone. Then, when our fame died down, we would laugh about what had happened. While laughing, I would tell Eiji something very important; something that would change the rest of our lived," Fuji looked at Eiji. "As long as you continue to hate me, I will continue to be a model. Though, if you're willing to listen to the one thing I would like to tell you, I will stop…for you."
"What is it?" Eiji was drawn in by Fuji's silky voice.
Fuji held Eiji's chin up with his right hand and softly placed his lips on his. As he pulled away, he softly whispered, "I love you."
"Fuji…" tears formed in Eiji's eyes. "I…I-I…ok…I lied."
"I was jealous because I wanted you for myself. I said I hated you to cover up how I truly felt. Also, I couldn't hold back from crying any longer."
The two of them shared a hug as tears continued to stream down Eiji's cheeks. As the two of them stood there, Kina walked slowly up to them and snapped a picture. When the click of the camera was heard, they quickly broke apart.
"This will do," Kina smiled.
"What?" Eiji's face was completely red at this point.
"Well, I'm thinking this will be the perfect cover for next months Glam Style magazine."
"You can't use that! It'll be embarrassing!"
"Ok, ok," she giggled. "I'll make a deal with all four of you. One last photoshoot with all of you, and I will leave the memory card of this camera in your hands, Kikumaru-kun."
In the end, everyone got what they wanted. Fuji was able to share the friendship he had with Eiji with those everywhere. Eiji, even though it took him awhile, finally was able to admit his true feelings. Even Oishi and Ryoma felt like they did something successful by bringing the two together. As the last photo was snapped of the four, they parted from the building. Leaving Ryoma and Oishi behind, Fuji and Eiji walked hand-in-hand down the sidewalk. The sun began to set, and they shared one more kiss while promising to go back to playing tennis together and never doing anything with modeling ever again.
NOTE: And…it's over! I'm amazed I actually finished this one so soon. I don't know…I just couldn't find a way to drag it out any longer. I hope it doesn't seem rushed or anything. Actually, I didn't even use the ending I wanted to. I couldn't figure out how to make it work. The ending I wanted was that there was a photoshoot with Eiji, Ryoma, and Fuji. Fuji ends up saying something to Eiji and pushes him down and kisses him. In the end, Ryoma was going to be the only one in the picture. I just couldn't find a way to make that work. I tried.
Anyways, you got to meet Oimi and Noma…the female versions of Oishi and Ryoma. Haha. Yeah, things work weird in my mind…and I come up with this. I needed to bring Oishi back in, and what's better than having them cross-dress? Haha.
Thank you for reading this fic. I hope you enjoyed it. If you didn't…um…do you mind telling me why? Haha. No, if you didn't like it, you didn't like it. I'm down to two fics now. Wait! I have a new story that will be started soon. All that is known so far is that it's called "Beyond the Musical Notes" and it has various couples (The main one being TezukaXOishi.). Oh, and by the title, you can probably tell that it has a musical theme. I'm excited because I get to finally write something with music-ness to it. Writing, music, and the Prince of Tennis…three of my favorite things in one. Awesome! Haha! Sorry, sorry. Maybe you'll check it out when I post the first chapter…maybe you won't. It's up to you. After I'm finished with "The Pressure of Our Love", I will probably post a new FujiXEiji fic. You know me, I have to keep my fans happy (Wait…do I even have fans?).
Wow, yeah, I need to stop typing. It took me one month and twelve days to complete this fic. Thank you for sticking around that long. I hope you'll continue to support me as I continue to write more fics. Thank you, nya~!