Rating: Worksafe crack.
Fandom: Tennis no Oujisama.
Pairing: Hints of Tezuka/Fuji and Inui/Kaidou.
Warning: Crack. If you want what I'm taking, listen to The Megane's' "Megane wo Hazusu Yoru" while reading Superdickery.com.
Extra notes: I really am very, very sorry for this.
The rain fell in sheets. Fuji smiled, since he liked days like these the best. As he stared into the black sky, he saw something like a comet sweep across the sky. Whatever – or whoever – it was, it gleamed red, white and blue. The colours of Seigaku, thought Fuji. How tasteful.
There was a flash of rainbow light on the horizon, near where the comet seemed to land. Fuji's eyes opened for the first time that day. Something had begun.
"Fuji-sempai! Did you hear the news? Tezuka-buchou quit!"
Momo stood panting in front of Fuji at the school gate with Ryouma following behind him at a more moderate pace. Fuji regarded them both with understated confusion.
"Quit?" Without realising it, Fuji gingerly touched his left shoulder.
No way. Not again...
"Sempai. He quit this school." That was Ryouma, who packed a disgusted sidelong glance at Momo into a few brief seconds.
"He's talking to him." Momo smiled sheepishly and rubbed the back of his neck. "A least, he's trying to. He texted us but... It really didn't sound good."
"I'll go too. Can you explain to my absence to Ryuuzaki-sensei?"
"One pregnant woman story on stand-by, sempai." At that, Ryouma strolled off.
Fuji would have liked to have believed that he seemed less sure of himself with his mentor gone, but the boy really didn't seem any different from usual.
"See you tomorrow," Fuji waved to Momo as he left.
It was testament to Fuji's belief in Tezuka's willpower that he'd left himself a whole day to change his mind. For most of the Seigaku tennis team, he would've promised to meet Momo for lunch.
When he got to Tezuka's house, the curtains were drawn and there wasn't a sound to be heard. The latter wasn't particularly surprising. Tezuka's temperament changed as drastically as Taka-san's when he was in possession of a racket and he lived a mild-mannered existence off the tennis courts. The curtains were more surprising, since Tezuka lived his life like clockwork and would not permit the curtains to be drawn during daylight hours.
The sound of sporadic sobbing came from his right. Behind a brick wall, he found Ooishi curled into a little ball.
"Don't do it," he whispered. "Don't go in there. It's like darkness has fallen upon that household."
Fuji awkwardly patted him on the head. "I'll be careful."
Inside the front door, he placed his shoes neatly in the shoe box and used the pink indoor slippers to pad softly to Tezuka's room. The door was closed, but not locked.
The voice was inhuman and Fuji's hand jerked away from the doorknob immediately. His resolved steeled once more, he opened to find the room in pitch darkness.
I SAID, "GET OUT"!
Was the voice really Tezuka's? Whomever the voice belonged to, his eyes shined bright in the dark, like an animal. Even Fuji felt the evil emanating from the figure that crouched in darkness.
"Tezuka?" There was a tremor in Fuji's voice that he hadn't really meant to be there. "Tezuka, I'll find out what happened and help you."
The pinpoints of light closed and Fuji realized for the first time that they were eye-shaped and Tezuka wasn't wearing his glasses.
HELP ME... FUJI...
"How can I help? What can I do?"
TALK TO YUUTA...
"Yuuta!? I will, Tezuka. I'll avenge you."
I'M NOT DEAD, YOU KNOW.
Fuji carefully shut the door behind him and headed back home. Yuuta had not been acting strangely to his mind, but in retrospect he could fit the pieces together in his mind. By the time he had reached his house, there could be nothing stranger than the way Yuuta had been acting lately.
Fuji's hand tingled as he entered his bedroom. He tentatively pushed open the door, already feeling there was somebody inside.
"I knew you would come here," Yuuta announced. He was sitting cross-legged on Fuji's bed in a strange outfit. "Somehow I just knew."
"Of course," pointed out Fuji. "That's my bed."
Yuuta wore a white Spandex jumpsuit with a Y logo emblazoned on it and tennis shorts over the top. It was quite endearingly homemade and for just a few seconds Fuji smiled in appreciation at the effort Yuuta had put into it. Then he remembered his promise to Tezuka.
"Yuuta? Do you know what's wrong with Tezuka?"
"Of course." Yuuta held up something shiny that reflected light in all directions.
"Tezuka's glasses?" Fuji gasped more in confusion than shock.
"It's simple. These are actually made of Cinnabonite, which acts as a suppressant of all the power housed within Tezuka's body. Without them, he can't control his power."
"That wasn't simple at all."
"There's even more. We... are brothers."
"Yes, I know. You were born in the same hospital as me."
"Not true. We are from a different star system and Tezuka from yet another. We call them Meganejin, as they use these to manage their power when on Earth. The yellow sun powers this transformation."
"Tezuka... can photosynthesize...?"
"Enough! You too, can have this power. For us, Cinnabonite boosts our powers. Look at the ease at which you mastered the White Whale and then the White Dragon...! With Cinnabonite, you could master the White Elephant...!"
"The White Elephant!?"
His dream. His goal.
If anyone could help him with this, it would be Inui. Although he specialized in chemistry and maths, he would surely know something about space and other galaxies.
"I'll talk to Inui. He'll—" Fuji cut himself off abruptly when he saw his brother's face twist in fear at the mention of the other boy's name.
"He must also be dealt wit—"
"Now!" A deep voice resounded from across the room and two shadows swished past Fuji.
Two boys, one clearly Kaidou with a bandana wrapped around his face instead of his head, ran forward and wrapped a tennis net around Yuuta.
"Megane... Sense... tingling," intoned the unknown boy just before Yuuta punched him in the back of the head through the net.
"Sempai!" yelled Kaidou letting go of the other end.
Although both ends were now free, Yuuta was still tangled up. As he struggled to free himself, Fuji leapt forward and grabbed the glasses from him.
"We did it," said the unknown boy from the floor. He had spiky black hair and green eyes. He wore black Spandex, a cape and a mask. Across the front was a yellow disk that looked a bit like a tennis ball with a square pair of glasses outlined in black.
He got to his feet. "Fuji... I am the Shadow Megane. This is my protégé, Boy Wonder."
"How do you know my name?" asked Fuji.
Shadow Megane looked confused, but then hid it well. "The Shadow Megane knows all. And we go to the same school."
"I've never seen you at Seigaku," Fuji mused, handing him the glasses.
"And that is the way we like it. Away, my young protégé...!"
Kaidou, Boy Wonder, leapt into the Shadow Megane's arms as they both soared out of the second floor window of Fuji's bedroom.
Fuji then turned to see Yuuta, still wrapped in webbing, shuffling out of the door.
When he realized he'd been spotted, he said, "I'll be in my room."
"Take care, Yuuta," Fuji called out after him as he left.
Fuji sat on the bed, staring into space. He wasn't used to not being the one pulling the strings behind the stage. He hated not being the one that always knew what was happening. He reached into his school bag and pulled out his mobile. Time to phone Inui and try to figure out the whole mess.
As he started to select the other boy's number, he felt a breeze blow from his still-open window. Standing there was a man dressed in red, white and blue, his white cape fluttering in the breeze. He, too, bore the megane logo.
"It's..." began Fuji, then gave up because he had no idea who it was.
He had dark brown hair that fell down in front of his eyes and a serious grimace. He looked a little like Tezuka, but it couldn't be him because Tezuka wore glasses and had a more conservative sense of fashion.
"It's Meganeman," repeated Fuji.
TEZUKA THANKS YOU FOR RETURNING HIS GLASSES AND TELLS YOU TO FORGET WHAT YOU SAW TODAY.
"But... I have no idea what I saw today," Fuji protested.
Meganeman stepped forward, looking on Fuji with what seemed almost a smile.
THE SHADOW MEGANE IS MY BROTHER AND THERE ARE MANY MORE LIKE US. IN THE HANDS OF HUMANS, THE GLASSSES WORK IN REVERSE AND GRANT THE SAME KIND OF POWER THAT IS UNLEASHED WHEN WE TAKE THEM OFF. He moved forwards and lightly brushed Fuji's cheek with his fingers. I DON'T WANT YOU TO GET MIXED UP IN THIS.
Fuji opened his eyes fully. "But it's so interesting. Much more than school or even tennis."
MORE EXCITING THAN TENNIS? TWENTY CIRCUITS NOW.
Fuji chuckled. "No. I.. should go back to school really. Stay in touch. I want to see more of you."
I WILL RETURN. WHENEVER YOU NEED ME, FUJI, I WILL BE THERE.
"I know." Fuji planted a small kiss on his cheek, watching the way Meganeman closed his eyes as if he'd never been touched like that before.
With that, he was gone. Fading into the distance, Fuji could see him fly into the midday sun and land somewhere near Seigaku.
He would see him again someday. He just knew it.