Amethyst Fascination

Atlanta, USA in July

Tezuka never thought that he would meet the most special child in his life in the first tournament after joining the ATP.He even didn't expect that the two of them would meet as opponents in the final.

Standing on both sides of the net, staring quietly at the child who has grown a lot taller with his dark eyes, he smiled to himself in a familiar voice and said, "Long time no see, Minister."

Yes, long time no see.He had indeed not seen the child who had disappeared since the day of U-17's intensive mental training.But in fact, he sees it every day. The necklace that Bu Er gave is the only accessory he wears around him. He has to look at it countless times every day for more than half a year.

Because, this child has already been engraved on his heart, it is a scar that would hurt his heart if he touched it lightly, but he has to touch it every day.

Tezuka Kunimitsu is such a stubborn and stubborn person.Stubbornly unwilling to forget, obstinately insisting on missing, and pouring out all emotions to love this child who still calls him "Minister".

Slightly closing his eyes, he stretched out his hand to gently hold the hand that was outstretched to him, Tezuka's lips that were always tightly pressed slightly raised a faint arc, and said softly, "Don't go carelessly, Echigo."

The always cool young man couldn't help but smile when he heard this familiar sentence, squinted his beautiful eyes and stared at Tezuka, he smiled: "It's still the same, Minister."

Letting go of each other's light handshake, they turned and walked to their bottom line, starting the game that will be talked about by the world tennis community for a long time.

That was a really good game.

As teammates who have fought side by side in national competitions, they are all too familiar with each other's style of play.After opening Perfect Clothes, the same trick made the eyes of the audience freeze.

What is the relationship between these two people?

Almost all the reporters were paying attention to the game while frantically digging into the past of the two. The commentator explained the game in an almost fanatical tone while looking back at the summer that these two had fought for.

They are all from that small island country, they are members and ministers, and they are all recognized as the pillars of the team.Their appearance has given the world too many surprises.

In Japan, thousands of miles away, Yukimura specially took half a day off, huddled on the sofa in the living room, and stared at the delicate face that the cameraman kept showing close-ups with a smile.

He conceded that the focus on this ordinary ATP regular season was because Tezuka was there.

He will never forget that the kid called him before the game to tell him that his opponent in the final was Tezuka.At that time, there was a touch of excitement in the child's voice.

He will never forget the longing in Tezuka's eyes when he looked at the child in that year's national competition, and his determination to buy time for him in the final battle even if his arm was in danger of being crippled .

Tezuka loved the child deeply, he knew it.So even if they are dating now, he can't help but care.

Yukimura Seiichi, it turns out that you also worry about gains and losses.Whenever you come across people and things related to that child, you will always be different from yourself.So you never, never dare to think that there will be a day when you will lose that child.

Seeing the last powerful smash of the petite boy, knocking the ball down in Tezuka's half, Yukimura smiled slightly, and then turned off the TV.

"Congratulations, little guy. This is your first ATP championship." Smiling softly and sending blessings, squinting at the blue sky outside the window, Yukimura bent down to pick up the ball bag, turned and walked out of the house.

It won't be long, and before long, there will only be one person standing across from that child.That's him, Yukimura Seiichi.

Looking quietly at the child who raised the trophy and showed the proud smile in front of the world, Tezuka had a slight smile in his eyes.This is a game without regrets, even if he lost, but there is no regret.

Walking back to the dressing room, Tezuka did not leave in a hurry, but sat quietly by the window, waiting.Just be willful for a while, take a good look at him, and then keep his face clearly in your mind.

"Minister?" The young man who managed to escape back to the locker room under the siege of the reporters looked at the familiar figure still sitting by the window with slight surprise in his eyes. "Have you left yet?"

"Long time no see, I want to talk to you for a while. Do you have time, Echizen?" Under the clear and clear lens, the pitch-black phoenix eyes are like the deep sea, staring at the delicate face that has not changed much, Tezuka will All emotions are hidden under the calm voice.

Slightly raising his eyebrows, the boy looked at Tezuka, walked straight to the exclusive locker, and took off his sweaty jersey without hesitation.While wiping his sweat, he looked back at Tezuka, and said, "Okay, to your place or to my place?"

If it is too ambiguous, Tezuka's face will feel slightly hot.Turning his head away from looking at the naked slender body, he said softly: "Go to my place, you must be the reporter's attention now."

Thinking about it, the boy didn't say anything more, found out the clean clothes, turned around and said with a smile: "Wait for me to take a shower."

I have always liked quietness, so Tezuka chose to live in the suburbs of Atlanta.Returning to the residence with the boy who pulled the brim of his hat low, he poured a glass of water and put it in front of the boy, and said softly: "I didn't know you were coming, I didn't prepare Fanta, so let's go."

A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, the young man looked at Tezuka for a long time, until the other party looked away uncomfortably, then he smiled lightly: "Minister still remembers that I like Fanta."

Of course I remember, I remember everything about you.It's just these, you don't know, Echizen.

Without speaking, Tezuka took out a cigarette from his ball bag in silence, took one and lit it between his lips, took a deep breath, and calmed down the throbbing in his chest.

"Minister, how did you learn to smoke?" Looking at the cigarette flickering between Tezuka's fingers, the young man frowned slightly, and reminded in a low voice, "Smoking is not good."

"I don't smoke often, Echizen." Under the clear eyes of the young man, Tezuka subconsciously distinguished, and put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray. "Sorry for choking on you."

Really don't smoke often.I never think that smoking is a sign of maturity, but sometimes I feel uncomfortably lonely. When I think of you going crazy, smoking a cigarette can make me feel calm.

Everyone thought that Tezuka Kunimitsu was a man as calm as an iceberg, but they didn't know it.

Like they don't know, at the age of 15, he fell in love with a kid named Echizen Ryoma.As if they didn't know, under the condensed appearance he maintained, every night's thoughts were like a wild beast, gnawing at his heart.

"Well, it's okay, I've been used to it by my stinky dad." Blinking his eyes indifferently, the boy picked up the water glass and took a big gulp, licking his lips eagerly.

Squinting at the soft lips and pink tongue, Tezuka felt thirsty, and couldn't help but walked to him and sat down. "Echizen..." His usually cold voice had an undisguised hoarseness, his fingertips trembling as he stroked the corners of his lips that were stained with water droplets, he asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you dating Yukimura?"

Looking at Tezuka in puzzlement, the boy stepped back a little uncomfortably, and nodded slightly.

"Really?" Slightly startled, suppressing the tearing pain in his heart, Tezuka slowly lowered his hands and looked away. "When did this happen?"

He should have guessed this result a long time ago. Although he left U-17 relatively early, he had already guessed it in the phone call from Buer one night.That night, Buer, known as a genius, cried on the phone.That kind of crying is a silent sob, an unspeakable choking sob, and everyone who hears it will feel the pain of cutting flesh and gouging bones.

"Why did the minister ask this?" Staring suspiciously at Tezuka's flickering eyes, the boy frowned, and finally answered honestly: "When I was U-17."

Yeah?It turned out that you didn't date during the national competition.But why even if there is no relationship, there is still such a bond and tacit understanding between you and him.So, are you born for each other?

The cold face was slightly pale, and the fingers curled up in the palm pierced deeply into the skin, bringing a sharp pain.Inhaling forcefully, he raised his eyes to meet the clear and pure golden eyes of the young man. Tezuka's lips moved, but he couldn't make any sound for a long time.

I want to confess, but what's the point of confessing too late?In addition to increasing mutual troubles, is he also trying to take the child back from Yukimura?Is he capable of taking it back?He wasn't sure himself.

He had secretly observed the relationship between the child and Yukimura.For this child, Yukimura has always been laissez-faire or indulgent.Let him try it out on his own terms, and only give proper pointers afterwards.

Tezuka also thought about what he would do if Yukimura was replaced by him.Maybe he will stop his possible mistakes in time after observation, or severely criticize education.

This child has always been an unrestrained bird, how could he be constrained by so many rules.Therefore, only Yukimura is the most suitable for him.

"Minister?" Looking at Tezuka who had been staring at him but didn't speak, the boy raised his eyebrows suspiciously, and asked, "Is everything going well, Minister, in Germany?"

Always care so casually, but it's damn heartbreaking.With trembling fingers, Tezuka finally complied with his inner desire, gently stroked the boy's hair scattered on his cheeks, and asked in a low voice: "Echizen, why did you cry when I left for the first time?"

You liked me, right?I always thought that the attention you paid to me was because you liked me, so I went to Germany with confidence.

The dusty past was suddenly brought up, the young man blushed, lowered his head in embarrassment, and whispered: "Because I am worried about the injury of the minister, and worried that without the minister, the youth society will not be able to make it to the national competition."

So, you just treat me as a minister from the beginning to the end, and I think everything is self-righteous.

Sighing slightly mockingly, Tezuka got up and walked to the window, squinting at the bright sunlight outside the window, but couldn't feel any warmth.The sunshine that once gave him infinite warmth, those eyes that were dazzling in the dancing cherry blossoms when they first met, no longer have the possibility of belonging to him.

After a long silence, Tezuka said softly: "Echizen, I have something to tell you. I don't need you to respond, I just want to tell you. I hope you will forget it after hearing it."

Turning around and walking in front of the young man, he stared deeply at those eyes that he might never forget in this life, and for the first time softened his voice: "I like you, Echizen."