Somewhere in the middle of reading this story I realized I was in love with your Fuji.
“No, not on eBay,” Fuji says, a little woefully. “Why didn't I think of that.”
“He doesn’t like girls, Fuji.” Fuji stares at him. “That’s just a rumour. I know, I made it up.”
To: Echizen Ryoma From: Fuji Shuusuke Subject: re: re: re: ... There's a saying that goes, 'fish, or cut bait'. It means, either continue fishing or cut bait and go home. It's like 'put up or shut up'. Are you going to fish, or are you going to cut bait. That's the big question.
To: Fuji Shuusuke From: Echizen Ryoma Subject: re: re: re: re: ... That is NO help. Are you suggesting we go fishing???
. . . It's like he's familiar enough that you can tell he's a relative of all the other fandom Fujis, but somehow he manages to distinguish himself. I really do appreciate how you managed to have him orchestrate the plot without turning into a plot device (I didn't know this could be done!)--even when you'd figure that matchmaking would rob him of all his autonomy as a character, I somehow still believed his motivations. And the way you ended with him was just right.
I hope I don't sound too weird talking about Fuji when this is a TezuRyo story. Actually, I wasn't able to agree with your characters for the whole story--there were occasionally lines of dialogue that threw me just because I think our mental pictures of Tezuka, etc. do differ somewhat--but there were still a bunch of moments and some images that I really liked. As far as character goes, I did really like your build-up to Ryoma's realization that
Ryoma doesn't want to be blurry. He wants to be focused and driven. But he always wants these moments: the peace and quiet. He wants friendship. He wants Tezuka in his life. And for the first time in his life, he doesn't want tennis to intrude.
. . . and I thought Tezuka's ultimate decision re: buchouness felt right too.
Anyway, this was a really neat find for a TeniPuri story I'd had no idea existed. Thank you! I have no idea whether you get old comment notifications or not but maybe someday you'll see this.
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“No, not on eBay,” Fuji says, a little woefully. “Why didn't I think of that.”
“He doesn’t like girls, Fuji.”
Fuji stares at him. “That’s just a rumour. I know, I made it up.”
To: Echizen Ryoma
From: Fuji Shuusuke
Subject: re: re: re: ...
There's a saying that goes, 'fish, or cut bait'. It means, either continue fishing or cut bait and go home. It's like 'put up or shut up'. Are you going to fish, or are you going to cut bait. That's the big question.
To: Fuji Shuusuke
From: Echizen Ryoma
Subject: re: re: re: re: ...
That is NO help. Are you suggesting we go fishing???
. . . It's like he's familiar enough that you can tell he's a relative of all the other fandom Fujis, but somehow he manages to distinguish himself. I really do appreciate how you managed to have him orchestrate the plot without turning into a plot device (I didn't know this could be done!)--even when you'd figure that matchmaking would rob him of all his autonomy as a character, I somehow still believed his motivations. And the way you ended with him was just right.
I hope I don't sound too weird talking about Fuji when this is a TezuRyo story. Actually, I wasn't able to agree with your characters for the whole story--there were occasionally lines of dialogue that threw me just because I think our mental pictures of Tezuka, etc. do differ somewhat--but there were still a bunch of moments and some images that I really liked. As far as character goes, I did really like your build-up to Ryoma's realization that
Ryoma doesn't want to be blurry. He wants to be focused and driven. But he always wants these moments: the peace and quiet. He wants friendship. He wants Tezuka in his life. And for the first time in his life, he doesn't want tennis to intrude.
. . . and I thought Tezuka's ultimate decision re: buchouness felt right too.
Anyway, this was a really neat find for a TeniPuri story I'd had no idea existed. Thank you! I have no idea whether you get old comment notifications or not but maybe someday you'll see this.