Detective Tezuka Chapter 13

[tacuma]

Title: Detective Tezuka chapter 13 – One Man Show
Writer: Tacuma
Pairing: Perfect Pair, Silver Pair, Platinum Pair
Chapter: 13/ ?
Genre: AU, romance, angst
Word count: 2198
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Minor character death
Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis 

Previous Chapters: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 |

Chapter 13 – One Man Show

'I'd like to welcome you all to the exposition of one of Tokyo's most talented new photographers, Fuji Syuusuke!'

With a bright smile Fuji stepped forward, and took the microphone from the owner of the gallery. He bowed to the audience.

'Thank you very much!' he started. 'I'm glad so many people have come to the opening of my very first exposition. I would like to thank my family and friends for their help, and their support. I would like to thank you all for coming tonight, and I hope you will enjoy my work.'

A loud applause sounded, and Fuji bowed slightly before he returned to Tezuka's side.

'Well done,' said Tezuka, and he smiled a little at his lover. 'And congratulations. A lot of people have come tonight.'

Fuji smiled brightly. 'Yes, a lot of owners of other galleries have come. I'm glad. Hopefully I can make an appointment with one of them for my next exposition.'

'Looks good, Fuji-san,' said Sengoku who appeared beside Tezuka.

'Your pictures are beautiful, and very interesting,' said Yagyuu.

Fuji thanked them both. He had been surprised when Tezuka had asked him if his colleagues could come to the opening. It was then Tezuka had told him Eiji had asked Oishi to come, and when the others heard about it, they wanted to go as well. So Yagyuu had taken Nioh, Ohtori had asked Shishido, and Oishi was there with Eiji. Sengoku had been angry, because they all invited their lovers, and he would be the only one that had to come alone. But he had come anyway.

'Could you tell us something about your work?' asked Ohtori. 'I heard you made this for Saeki-san.'

Fuji nodded. 'I did. I wanted my first exposition to be for Kojiroh. That's why I chose the theme 'light and dark'. Dark because he died for nothing, and light because he has always been my best friend, and he knew how to brighten my days.'

Tezuka laid a hand on his lover's shoulder. Fuji still missed Saeki-san a lot, and there was nothing he could do. Fuji didn't want to talk about him, so Tezuka never asked him about it, but he could see Fuji still got tears in his eyes when mentioning his friends' name. Maybe this exposition would help him to move on.

'So, Syuusuke, is that your lover?' asked a voice.

With wide open eyes Fuji turned around. 'Okaa-san, Otou-san? What are you doing here? Weren't you somewhere in Europe? Yuuta, Yumiko-neesan? You're here as well?'

'Yuuta read about your first exposition, and contacted us. Of course we didn't want to miss it, so we came back to Tokyo for a week,' said Yoshiko. 'You should have told us about your exposition! And about your boyfriend as well, so please, introduce us.'

'Okaa-san, Otou-san, this is Tezuka Kunimitsu,' said Fuji proud. 'Tezuka, this is my mother, my father, my little brother Yuut,a and you've already met Yumiko-neesan before, right?'

Tezuka nodded. 'It's a pleasure to meet you,' he said, and he bowed.

'It's nice to meet you too, Tezuka-kun,' answered Yoshiko. 'And who are the others?'

'Do you remember Eiji?' asked Fuji. 'He has been my friend since middle school. This is Oishi-san, Yagyuu-san, Ohtori-san, and Sengoku-san. They're Tezuka's colleagues. Then we have Nioh-san, and Shishido-san. They're the lovers of Yagyuu-san, and Ohtori-san. We've gotten to know each other quite well by now.'

Fuji turned to his parents. 'I'm really happy you came to the opening. Please take a look around. Come, and have a drink in my apartment afterwards, then we can talk.'

The Fuji family went to take a look at the photographs. Fuji took Tezuka's hand, and pulled him towards the other side of the hall.

'I want to show you something,' he said, and he pointed to one of the pictures. 'This is my favourite.'

Tezuka looked at the photo, but didn't see anything special about it. There was a large tree on it, and a person leaned against it, reading a book. Light was filtering through the leaves of the tree. It was beautiful, and it fitted perfectly with the theme of darkness and light, but Tezuka didn't understand why it was Fuji's favourite.

'It's you,' said Fuji. 'It's you, sitting under a tree, reading a book. You didn't want me to photograph you, but when I saw you sitting like that I just had to make a photo. I'm not surprised it became the most beautiful piece of this exposition. It's my way of saying thank you for saving me.'

Tezuka smiled a little. 'You know you didn't have to thank me. But thank you. The picture is beautiful.'

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'Syuusuke, your cooking is as wonderful as ever,' said Yumiko after she took a bite of the food. 'I understand why Tezuka-kun chose you.'

'Oneesan, that's mean. Don't you think he would have chosen a girl instead of me if it was only because of my cooking?' answered Fuji with a pout.

The whole Fuji family, and Tezuka sat around the small dining table in Fuji's apartment. It barely fit, but nobody complained. The family was finally together again.

'If it was just for the cooking I would chose a chef,' said Tezuka. 'But your cooking is delicious.'

'Thank you,' beamed Fuji proudly.

'So, Tezuka-kun, I heard you're a police officer,' said Fuji's father.

'I'm a Detective Chief Inspector,' answered Tezuka. 'I work at the CID, and handle mostly murder inquiries.'

'You're a Detective Chief Inspector already? But you're still young, right? Have you passed thirty already?' asked Yoshiko.

'He is twenty-five, okaa-san.'

Yoshiko blushed. She thought the young man was older already. He looked like he was older. 'I'm sorry,' she said. 'I thought you were older. But a DCI at the age of twenty-five must be rare.'

'It is,' agreed Tezuka. He was used to people who thought he was about ten years older than he really was. He didn't really mind. It helped him with his job, because people respected him more.

'A young DCI, and a famous photographer,' said Yumiko. 'You two sound like a perfect couple.'

They finished their food, and when they were done Fuji cleared the table. Tezuka helped him with the dishes. The whole family stayed for a few more hours, drinking tea, and talking about their lives. When it was getting late the Fuji family stood up, ready to leave.

'We'll be in Tokyo until the day after tomorrow,' said Yoshiko. 'We'd like to spend more time with the two of you, so make sure you're ready tomorrow around dinner time. We're taking you to a restaurant.'

Fuji smiled. 'Thank you, okaa-san. Good night, and see you tomorrow then!'

The Fuji family left, but Tezuka stayed behind with his lover.

'You should go too, Tezuka. It's getting late.'

'No, it's all right, I'll help you with cleaning up the mess.'

'Don't you have to wake up early tomorrow?' asked Fuji surprised.

'You have an extra futon, right?' answered Tezuka, and he walked back into the living room. Fuji smiled and followed him. They cleaned up the mess in the kitchen and the living room. While Fuji was preparing the futon, Tezuka stood in the living room. He watched the door to Saeki's room. It had been locked since his death.

'Don't even think about going in there,' said Fuji when he came out of the bedroom.

'Why don't you move to another apartment?' asked Tezuka. 'Then you won't be confronted with his death every single day.'

'I don't want to forget Kojiroh.'

'You won't. You will never forget him. He is in your heart, and in your memories, not in this house.'

'I have searched for other apartments, but they were either too expensive or not appealing,' replied Fuji a little sad.

'Move in with me.'

Fuji looked up in surprise and blinked. 'Move…in? But we're only dating for about six months.'

'We don't have to live together like lovers do,' said Tezuka. 'I mean, you have seen my apartment. It's big enough, and I have a spare room. You could sleep, and work in there. But that way we can see each other a little more often. I know my work takes a lot of my time, and I rather spend it with you, but we both know that it's impossible. So I would like to spend every minute I can with you.'

Fuji blinked, and then smiled. 'Thank you. Let me think about it for a while. It's still a big step, even though we will live like normal housemates.'

'I understand,' answered Tezuka. He didn't show that he was a little disappointed.

'Let's share a futon tonight,' said Fuji suddenly. He wrapped his arms around Tezuka's shoulders, and kissed his lips.

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Tezuka woke up when his phone started ringing. He sat up, put on his glasses, and checked the time. It was 5.45 am. There was only one person who dared to call him at a time like this.

'Yagyuu,' he said when he picked up the phone.

'Tezuka, you better get out of bed,' answered Yagyuu. 'There has been another murder, and it might have something to do with Fuji-san.'

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It was 6.00 am when Tezuka and Fuji entered the gallery with Fuji's exposition. One of the windows was broken, and there was glass everywhere on the floor.

'What happened,' asked Fuji as he looked around. Tezuka had pulled him out of his bed this morning without telling him much about what was going on. The owner of the gallery approached them.

'The alarm went off at 5.15 am this morning,' said the man. 'I immediately went to take a look. Nothing is gone, everything is still here. But one picture…'

Yagyuu stepped forward. 'Somebody sprayed black paint on one of the photos.'

Fuji looked around and gasped when he saw black paint all over his favourite photo of Tezuka. The one where he was reading a book against a tree.

'Why did they do that?' he asked almost in tears.

Tezuka wrapped an arm around him to comfort him. 'I don't know Fuji. I'm sorry. This is probably the work of a vandal, who just wanted to break something. Is it possible to make a reprint of the picture?'

Fuji nodded. 'Yes, I guess I can.'

'Talk to the owner then, and try to arrange things with him. He would probably want a replacement as well. Let me know if you need any help,' said Tezuka.

When Fuji went to talk to the owner to tell him when he could have a copy of the photo, Tezuka turned to Yagyuu.

'Is it related to the murder?'

'We don't know yet, but we should go there now. The others are already at the scene.'

Tezuka said goodbye to Fuji, and left him his car keys. With Yagyuu's car they drove to the place where the murder was committed.

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'Akazawa Yoshirou, twenty six years old. He lives here in Tokyo, on his own. He'd had anormal office job. His hobbies were participating in various sports,' said Inui to Tezuka. Meanwhile Yanagi was examining the body.

'He has been dead for 8 to 10 hours. There are a few stab wounds in his back. I can't tell much about the knife yet. I'll tell you that when we're back, and I'll write it in the autopsy report. There is no blood on the body. Last nights heavy rain washed it all away. I want to have him out of this puddle now, and get him dry, otherwise traces and evidence might get lost.'

Tezuka called for a few men, and they helped Yanagi to move the body.

'Ohtori, what can you tell me about Akazawa-san?' asked Tezuka.

'He was the last to leave the gym last night. He had a training session with a few others, and their coach. They have that every week. The others had left already, but Akazawa-san stayed longer. He had been talking to the owner of the gym, Mizuki Hajime. They're friends. Akazawa-san and Mizuki-san were talking for about fifteen minutes before they left as well. Akazawa-san left through the front door, and locked it. Mizuki-san went through the back, and locked that one, because it was closer to his home. He didn't see or hear what happened to Akazawa-san. He went straight home.'

'Thank you Ohtori,' said Tezuka. 'Take Sengoku, and ask the people that live around here if they heard or saw anything last night. Yagyuu, in the afternoon I want to talk to the people of the training session. Find out who they are, and get them to the station. Including their coach. They're the last ones who saw him alive. Oishi, join me, I'm going to talk to Mizuki-san.'

'I have to warn you then,' said Ohtori. There was a light blush on his cheeks.

'Is he upset?' asked Tezuka.

'Yes, very, but that is not what I want to warn you for. He likes muscled men, and I think you have enough muscles to attract his attention.'

Tezuka sighed, and walked away. 'Thanks for the warning.'

 

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