Detective Tezuka Chapter 7

[tacuma]

Yes, finally after waiting for weeks you will be able to read who the killer is! XD Sorry that it took me like forever to update. Really, school is trying to kill me. They want me to study 40 hours a week. No way I'm going to study so much. I also have my part-time job and volleyball! I won't have time to write or read anymore!

Well, let's forget about school for now, because it's time for chapter 7! XD XD


Title: Detective Tezuka chapter 7 - One Shining Moment
Writer: Tacuma
Pairing: TezuFuji
Chapter: 7/ ?
Genre: AU, romance
Word count: 3571 words
Rating: PG-13
Warning: None
Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis
A/N: Hurray for akiko88who beta-ed my fic even while she was really, really busy! Thank you so much for all your help! You always help me when I'm stuck with my fics and you give me prompts when I need them! Where would I be without you?

Previous Chapters: Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6 

Chapter 7 – One Shining Moment

Again Tezuka, Yagyuu and Sengoku stood in front of the Atobe residence, but this time to get the great Atobe Keigo himself and not one of his servants. Ohtori had managed to break into Ibu-san’s computer and email. Between the deleted items he had found emails from Atobe-san. He wrote about his vacation on Hawaii with Akutagawa-san, but also about keeping an eye on Saeki-san, Kawamura-san, Oshitari-san, Tachibana-san and Kikumaru-san. There were also emails from Ibu-san to his employer about anything their victims did. Atobe-san replied with only four words: get rid of him.

When they rang the doorbell, Yanagisawa opened the door, just like last time. Without asking anything he brought the policemen to his boss. Atobe sat in the living room, drinking tea. When he saw Tezuka and his colleagues, he angrily placed his cup on the table and stood up.

‘What are you doing here? Did you come to arrest more of Ore-sama’s servants? Ore-sama won’t let that happen. If you go on like this, Ore-sama will have to clean his own house and serve his own tea.’

‘You won’t be able to see your house for a few years or drink your own tea, Atobe-san. You ordered Kabaji-san and Ibu-san to kill innocent people,’ answered Yagyuu as he handcuffed the rich man.

‘Why would Ore-sama order his servants to kill men Ore-sama doesn’t even know?’

‘You can think about that all night and tell us about it first thing in the morning,’ answered Tezuka, and he followed the diva and his men as they left the enormous house.

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It took a while to lock Atobe up. He wanted a lawyer, the best lawyer available. It was his right to have a lawyer to help him, so Tezuka picked up the phone to call a lawyer. Oishi stopped him.

‘I’ll do it, Tezuka. You’re tired, you should go home and rest. Tomorrow will probably be a long day filled with interviews.’

Tezuka thought Oishi worried too much, but he listened to his friend anyway. Oishi was probably right. He did feel a little tired. So many things had happened.

‘I’ll see you tomorrow then,’ said Tezuka as he handed Oishi the phone. He grabbed his coat, and left the police station. He stepped in his car and drove home, thinking about what had happened today. He had arrested Kabaji-san in the morning, and Atobe-san in the evening. They had Ibu-san’s emails as evidence. Even the most expensive lawyer couldn’t help Atobe-san anymore.

But still something was bothering him. He had kissed Fuji. Why had he done that? He never had the urge to kiss someone before he met Fuji. Maybe it were those blue puppy eyes the boy had showed him. Or maybe he just felt sorry for Fuji, who lost almost all of his friends. There had to be a reason, right? Was he really falling for Fuji? He had never been interested in love. He had seen how it drove men crazy, and he didn’t want that to happen to himself. But now…had he fallen in love without realizing it?

The kiss had felt good, but was it lust or was it love? It wouldn’t be bad if he really loved Fuji. His parents knew he preferred guys over girls. They still hoped he would come home with a girl, but they would probably accept Fuji, wouldn’t they? Maybe he should talk to Fuji about it.

Tezuka parked his car, stepped out and walked to the entrance of his apartment. His eyes opened wide in surprise when he found the blue-eyed student he had been thinking about, sitting on his doorstep.

‘Fuji, what are you doing here?’ he asked worriedly. ‘Come in.’

He pulled Fuji up, opened the door and walked to the living room. The student sat down on the couch, while Tezuka hurried to the kitchen to make some tea. Not much later he returned with two cups, placed them on the table, before sitting down across from Fuji.

‘Is something wrong, Fuji?’

‘I…I have to tell you something Tezuka,’ answered Fuji, refusing to look at the Chief Inspector. ‘I should have told you earlier.’

Tezuka held his breath. Was Fuji about to say that their kiss had been a mistake? Now he had accepted that he liked Fuji, the boy wanted to tell him a relationship between them was all wrong?

‘It’s Atobe,’ continued the student, ‘he is the one behind all these murders.’

The bespectacled man sighed relieved. ‘I know,’ he answered. ‘We arrested him this evening. How do you know it’s Atobe-san.’

‘He…he had threatened Kojiroh for a few weeks before he killed him. Kojiroh wrote an article about Atobe. He wrote about fraud and drug dealing. He had investigated it. What he wrote is the truth! Atobe threatened Kojiroh to write that he had been wrong, that Atobe’s company didn’t deal drugs. Kojiroh had refused, and had said he was free to write what he wanted. We got threatening letters, and one day there was a dead cat on our doorstep. Atobe kept calling us, during the day, but also in the middle of the night. One day Kojiroh had told me that he felt like somebody was following him. A few days later he was dead.’

‘Why didn’t you tell me, Fuji?’

‘I couldn’t tell you. Atobe threatened me as well. I caught him while he was trying to break into Kojiroh’s laptop. That was before you visited me. He…’

‘Wait a second,’ said Tezuka, ‘Atobe told me he was at Hawaii with Akutagawa-san.’

‘He probably was,’ answered Fuji, ‘but he has a private plane. He can leave whenever he wants. And Akutagawa-san won’t notice. It seems he sleeps a lot.’

‘I’ll have to talk to the pilot of the plane then, but tell me what Atobe was doing in your house.’

‘He told me Kojiroh had given him permission to delete the article. I knew he lied. I asked him where Kojiroh was, and all he had said was that I should become his boyfriend instead of Kojiroh’s, because Kojiroh was cold. I feared that he had done something to Kojiroh, but I didn’t realise he had killed him. When I said I would never be the boyfriend of a drug dealer, he said he would rape me, and kill all of my friends if I said a word to the police.’

When Fuji started crying, Tezuka stood up, and sat down next Fuji. He wrapped his arms around the young man. ‘Did he touch you?’

‘Not really,’ whispered Fuji, ‘he touched my chest, shoulders and cheek, that was all.’

‘He touched you while you didn’t want him to touch you. I will add it on his list of sins. The more punishment he gets, the better,’ said Tezuka softly. ‘Continue your story.’

‘After you told me Kojiroh was killed, Taka-san got killed. I thought it was a warning. But soon my friends were killed for no reason. I never said a word to you or any of your colleagues, but he kept killing and attacking them. I didn’t know what to do, but I was afraid that more of them would die if I told you. But you were so nice to me. When you kissed me today, I…I knew I had to tell you. I should have told you earlier. I might have saved lives if I had told you earlier.’

‘Don’t blame yourself, Fuji. He might have killed even more of them if you had told me. We caught him now and you and your friends are safe,’ said Tezuka as he pulled the boy closer. It must have been difficult for Fuji. His friends were killed or attacked and he couldn’t do anything. More of his friend might have been killed if he talked to the police. Atobe-san could have killed Fuji himself or could have raped him, like he had said. Tezuka wouldn’t let Atobe-san get away with this.

‘Tezuka?’

‘Hn?’

‘Can I stay here tonight?’

‘Of course.’

‘Can I sleep in your bed?’

Tezuka raised an eyebrow. Why did Fuji want to sleep in his bed? Well, whatever the reason was, it wasn’t a big problem, was it?

‘If that’s what you want.’

‘I want to sleep in your bed together.’

Tezuka blushed. He hadn’t excepted that. He could see that Fuji didn’t mean to do…intimate things with him, but still, they weren’t even officially lovers yet. He didn’t want to disappoint Fuji, but he didn’t feel comfortable with the idea of sleeping in one bed. His bed was big enough for the two of them. Maybe one night wouldn’t hurt.

‘Alright,’ answered Tezuka. He was glad he agreed when he was rewarded by a beautiful smile.

‘Arigato Tezuka.’

Almost two hours of eating, talking and cuddling later, it was time to go to bed. Fuji changed into one of Tezuka’s pyjama’s while the hazel-eyed man used the bathroom, and when they were ready they switched places. When Fuji came out of the bathroom, the Chief Inspector was already lying in his bed. His heart beat fast and his hands were sweaty. He had never laid in bed with another person. Not with one of his parents, not with a friend and definitely not with such a beautiful young man as Fuji Syuusuke.

When Fuji stepped in the bed he immediately curled up against Tezuka’s side. The dark-haired man stiffed before he switched off the lights. They laid like that for a few moments. Neither of them moved or spoke.

‘Your heart is beating fast,’ stated Fuji. ‘I can feel it. Are you nervous?’

Tezuka didn’t answer. He really didn’t know what to say. Would Fuji think he was weird if he said he was nervous?

‘I often slept in the same bed as my brother when I was young. I also shared a bed with Kojiroh every now and then. Especially if I was upset,’ said the blue-eyed boy.

‘I never shared a bed with anyone,’ answered Tezuka.

Fuji chuckled. ‘I expected that.’

Then the student suddenly grabbed Tezuka’s arms, wrapped them around his waist and crawled a little closer to the taller man. The Chief Inspector was glad it was dark, so Fuji couldn’t see that he was blushing like mad.

‘Much better,’ whispered Fuji before he fell asleep.

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‘You’re late,’ said Oishi worried.

‘Ah, I had something to do,’ was all Tezuka answered before he walked to the interview room. Today he would end this murder case, today he would get a confession from Atobe Keigo. He had all the evidence he needed. Today this madness would end.

When he walked past his office, he called Yagyuu. He wanted his Detective Sergeant to help him. He knew that his bespectacled helper wouldn’t be intimidated by the rich diva. Oishi and Ohtori would definitely be intimidated for sure, and Sengoku was too much of a joker. If he insulted Atobe-san, everything would be over and the silver-haired man would go free. Besides that, Ohtori and Sengoku had another job to do.

Tezuka and Yagyuu entered the interview room. Atobe was already waiting with his very expensive lawyer. The two policemen sat down and started the tape, so they could record everything.

‘Charge my client or release him!’ said the lawyer.

‘We have some questions first,’ said Tezuka. ‘Tell me why you ordered your servant Kabaji Munehiro to kill Saeki Kojiroh, Atobe-san.’

‘Ore-sama would never give his servants such an order.’

‘Stop lying already, Atobe-san, we have evidence. You sent emails with orders to kill Saeki-san, Kawamura-san, Oshitari-san, Tachibana-san and Kikumaru-san. We found them on Ibu-san’s computer. They were also sent to Kabaji-san,’ answered Yagyuu.

‘Ore-sama never sent such emails.’

‘You did. We took your computer, and found that it was used to sent those emails. Nobody else used it, because only your fingerprints were on the keys,’ said Tezuka and he showed the emails and the results of the fingerprints.

The silver-haired man looked at his lawyer. The highly paid man looked at the emails and fingerprints. He couldn’t help his client, the police had perfect evidence.

‘It’s not all you did,’ said the Chief Inspector who sounded angry. ‘You broke into Fuji-san’s and Saeki-san’s house and you hacked into Saeki-san’s laptop. You had threatened Saeki-san before ordering to kill him. We have the letters you sent him. You threatened Fuji-san. You told him you would kill his friends if he would talk to the police. Even though he kept his mouth shut, you killed his friends. You touched Fuji-san without his permission, which is sexual harassment. You also broke into my house to sent me a threat, the same threat you sent to an innocent citizen.’

There was a moment of silent. Atobe and his lawyer stared at Tezuka. Yagyuu had a small smirk on his face. His boss was angry, and he wouldn’t let Atobe-san get away with his crimes now that he knew what Atobe-san had done to Fuji-san.

‘You have no evidence,’ answered Atobe, ‘I was on vacation at Hawaii with my beloved Jiroh.’

‘I have evidence,’ said Tezuka. ‘I talked to the pilot of your private plane. He showed me that he brought you here on the day you went to Fuji-san. He has it all on paper. Fuji-san is willing to testify against you. We also found the magazines you used to make the threats. There were no other fingerprints than yours.’

The Chief Inspector handed the lawyer all the paper work. The man scanned it quickly and found out that Tezuka was right again. He tried to think of something to say. Anything that could help the rich and powerful Atobe-san, but before he could open his mouth the Detective Sergeant spoke.

‘We took a good look at your company, Atobe-san, especially your administration. You seem to get large amounts of money from nowhere. So we took a better look. Fraud. At this moment our colleagues are at your company, searching for drugs. If we find them, we’ll have to lock you up for the rest of your life.’

‘You don’t have permission to search through Ore-sama’s company!’

‘Wrong. We have permission,’ answered Tezuka.

When they heard a knock on the door, everybody fell silent. Yagyuu stood up to open the door. He wasn’t surprised to find Sengoku there. The bespectacled Detective Sergeant took the note from his redheaded colleague, before reading it and handing it to Tezuka. The Chief Inspector read it as well.

‘Such a coincidence. We were just talking about it, and now we hear that there is found 20 kilograms cocaine at your company. Could you explain that? Could you explain why you threatened Fuji-san? Why you killed Fuji-san’s friends without a real reason? Why you threatened me and Echizen Ryoma?’

Atobe glared at the paperwork that formed the evidence against him, as if he hoped he could burn it to ashes. Then he glared at his useless lawyer who he had paid a large amount of money ,and who couldn’t help him at all. Then he sighed.

‘Ore-sama let Kabaji kill Saeki, because he knew about the fraud and the drugs. He wrote an article about it. Ore-sama asked him to write a rectification, but he didn’t want to. So Ore-sama started to threat him, but he still wouldn’t listen. That’s why he had to die. Fuji came home when Ore-sama tried to find the article on Saeki’s computer. Ore-sama said he wouldn’t bother them anymore if Fuji would become Ore-sama’s lover. He didn’t want to. Both Fuji and Saeki suffered because of their stubbornness.’

‘You told us you were at Hawaii with Akutagawa-san. Why did you need Fuji-san if you already had a lover?’ asked Yagyuu.

‘My beloved Jiroh sleeps a lot. There isn’t much that can wake him up. One of the things that does wake him up is Fuji Syuusuke. Jiroh gets all excited when he sees that blue-eyed boy. Ore-sama wanted Jiroh to be like that everyday, but in order to get Jiroh like that, Ore-sama needed Fuji. When he didn’t want to, Ore-sama threatened him. Ore-sama knew that Fuji would know who was responsible for Saeki’s death. To make sure he wouldn’t say a word, Ore-sama ordered his men to kill Kawamura-san. You kept bothering Fuji and Ore-sama was sure he would tell you something, so Ore-sama ordered Kabaji and Ibu to kill the others as well. Ore-sama chose the people who had a crush on Fuji. It was better to get rid of them first. Except for Kikumaru Eiji. He kept touching Fuji. Ore-sama didn’t like that, so he had to go as well.’

‘Why did you sent those letters with ‘leave the blue-eyed angel alone’?’ asked Tezuka.

‘Even you, Chief Inspector-san, came too close to Fuji. Ore-sama couldn’t just kill a cop, so Ore-sama was nice and sent a letter before taking action. You ignored the threat, you kept visiting Fuji. You’re lucky that Ibu screwed up or you might have ended up dead as well. He has always been such a useless servant.’

‘And you sent the letter to Echizen-san to make it look more realistic?’ asked Yagyuu.

‘Yes, and Ore-sama hoped he would become one of your suspects.’

‘You sent yourself a letter as well, so you could act like you were one of the victims. Clever, but you won’t get away with it,’ said the Detective Sergeant.

‘Thank you for your explanation. We’ll see you in court,’ said Tezuka, before he and Yagyuu left the interview room with small smiles on their faces, leaving the two frustrated men behind.

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Five policemen sat on the terrace of a café in a quiet park. They drank their tea while they chatted about the case they just solved. The killers were caught, the killing was over. Tezuka smiled slightly. Fuji and his friends were safe, and could start a new life now. They just heard that Kikumaru Eiji was awake, and that he could leave the hospital in a week.

‘You did a good job,’ said Tezuka to his colleagues.

‘Yes, we did!’ shouted Sengoku. ‘We’re the best! Yukimura-san should give us extra money. Or maybe a promotion! Detective Chief Inspector Sengoku. Sounds good.’

‘You have to grow up before Yukimura will make you Chief Inspector,’ said Tezuka, taking revenge for all the times the redhead teased him.

‘Will you buy us another cup of tea then?’ said Sengoku with a fake pout.

‘I will,’ said a voice from behind them.

When they turned around, two sparkling blue eyes greeted them.

‘Fuji-san! Did you come for Tezuka?’ asked Sengoku with a grin.

‘Partly,’ answered Fuji, ‘I came for all of you. I wanted to thank you for solving the case, so please let me buy you all another cup of tea.’

They all agreed to that, and Fuji sat down between Tezuka and Yagyuu. A few moments later the waitress brought six cups of tea. They thanked Fuji, and drank their tea.

‘So, Fuji-san, did you visit your friend in the hospital?’ asked Oishi.

‘Yes, I just came back from visiting Eiji. He is getting better. He even asked me if I could bring him some toothpaste with a nice flavour, since he didn’t like the toothpaste they have in hospital. He wanted to thank all of you as well, for helping me.’

‘I’ll send Oishi next week to make sure he is alright,’ said Tezuka.

‘Why me?’ asked Oishi.

‘Because you are concerned about him,’ answered Sengoku, and he grinned again. Oishi blushed a little, and looked away.

‘I’m sure he will like that,’ said Fuji with a smile. ‘But besides that I wanted to thank you, I came for something else.’

‘Why did you come then?’ asked Ohtori curiously.

‘Ne, Tezuka, you promised to play a tennis match with me. Do you have time to play now, since you solved the case? The five of you worked hard, you deserve a free afternoon!’

‘Yes, boss, play a match against him! I’ll be the referee!’ said Sengoku.

‘Alright,’ said Tezuka. He felt like smiling. After those dark days the sun was finally shining again. He hoped it would be a while before another insane person would start murdering again, so they would have a few days rest, like this day. He watched the others drink their tea while talking about tennis. He could see that Fuji was feeling better. His eyes were shining, and his smile was more beautiful than any smile he had seen from Fuji before. Atobe-san was right when he called Fuji an angel.

‘Tezuka, stop staring at Fuji-san,’ said Sengoku suddenly. Everybody looked at the bespectacled Chief Inspector who tried not to show any emotion, but who felt like slapping Sengoku in the face.

‘I don’t mind,’ said Fuji.

‘You don’t know our boss can be a real perverted guy!’ said Sengoku with a smirk.

‘I know he isn’t. He is my boyfriend.’

Four pairs of eyes stared at Fuji. The blue-eyed boy simply smiled at the four Detective Sergeants as Tezuka lay an arm around his shoulders.

‘You didn’t tell them yet, Tezuka?’ asked Fuji.

‘No,’ was all Tezuka answered.

The shocked expressions changed into faked angry glares. All four men started to shout and talk to Tezuka, saying he should have told them.

Tezuka stood up and pulled Fuji with him.

‘Come, let’s play some tennis.’

To be continued