"Okay, so let me get this straight," Tsuzuki said, nibbling one fingernail
\n in concentration.<\/p>\n
Hajime tried not to laugh at the rather cute picture the man made.<\/p>\n
"Because St. Rudolph isn’t participating in the tournaments any more,
\n all the third years are supposed to retire from the team and pay attention
\n to studying for exams."<\/p>\n
Hajime nodded agreeably.<\/p>\n
"And you and Akazawa-kun are not doing this because you feel like you
\n have an obligation to be good examples to Fuji-kun for as long as you really
\n should have been able to had fate not conspired against you in inexplicable
\n ways," Tsuzuki recited more or less verbatim from Hajime’s explanations.<\/p>\n
"That’s right." Hajime crossed an ankle over his knee, watching Yuuta
\n practicing doubles with Kaneda. Kaneda’s natural flair for it just about
\n made up for Yuuta’s stubbornness.<\/p>\n
"And how is breaking the rules a good example to him?" <\/p>\n
Hajime snorted. Tsuzuki had a talent for asking questions like that while sounding
\n honestly curious. "Knowing when to abide by the rules and when to bend
\n them is a valuable lesson," he noted. "Not that Yuuta-kun hasn’t
\n learned it very well already," he added, casting a look of possessive
\n pride on the new team captain.<\/p>\n
Tsuzuki gave him a cheerful smile. "For someone who hates surprises as
\n much as you do, Mizuki-kun, you have an odd taste for unpredictable people."<\/p>\n
Clearly, Tsuzuki had heard the whole story of St. Rudolph’s matches against
\n Seigaku, and Yuuta’s insubordination. Hajime leaned back on the bench, brows
\n raised. "I like a challenge as much as the next person, Tsuzuki-san,"
\n he murmured.<\/p>\n
Tsuzuki directed his smile out over the courts. "Why tennis?" he
\n asked after a minute.<\/p>\n
Hajime was genuinely surprised, now. "What do you mean?"<\/p>\n
Tsuzuki blinked at him innocently. "Well, I would have expected you to
\n chose debate or something like that. Politics, perhaps. It seems a lot closer
\n to what you actually like doing."<\/p>\n
Hajime looked away, reminded sharply of Tsuzuki’s disconcerting perceptiveness.
\n "Where’s the fun in meeting people head-on, when they know where you’re
\n coming from?" he asked, lightly.<\/p>\n
Tsuzuki’s voice gentled, and he rested a steady hand on Hajime’s shoulder.
\n "Just because you change your mind that doesn’t mean your life is out
\n of control, Mizuki-kun. You can always choose again, if your first choice
\n isn’t what you hoped for."<\/p>\n
That cut too close to the bone. "Which is, of course, why you stay in
\n your current occupation when you dislike it so much," Hajime shot back.<\/p>\n
"That’s because he’s a masochist," Kurosaki said, briskly, from behind
\n them. "Tsuzuki," he added, as if Hajime wasn’t there, "you
\n have a call from Watari-san."<\/p>\n
Tsuzuki winced, suddenly looking far less piercing and far more hangdog. "I’m
\n on assignment, he can’t test anything on me while I’m on assignment,"
\n he muttered, sounding more forlorn than hopeful. He reached for the phone,
\n and paused, glancing back and forth between the distinctly cool look Kurosaki
\n was giving Hajime and Hajime’s amused smile.<\/p>\n
Hajime folded his hands ostentatiously. "A challenge, I said, Tsuzuki-san,"
\n he repeated, smoothly. <\/p>\n
The suppressed laugh in Tsuzuki’s eyes said he understood the implied comment
\n on Kurosaki’s straightforward nature. Tsuzuki’s hand brushed over Hajime’s
\n hair as he stood. "Trust yourself. You don’t need to control everything
\n to win," he said, softly.<\/p>\n
Hajime bit his lip, trying not to react to the sudden shiver of warmth in his
\n chest. He heard Kurosaki sigh as Tsuzuki took the phone and they moved away.<\/p>\n
"I swear, you’d pick up every stray we met if I let you…"<\/p>\n
Hajime settled comfortably into his irritation at the insult. It was much easier
\n than dwelling on the ache of Tsuzuki’s unexpected sympathy.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
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