Flowing Ink, Shimmering Blue (Prince of Tennis Fanfiction)

[I wrote this years ago. Looking back now, I can see there are quite a few red flags, so read with caution!] The Fuji in my eyes should be warm, always serene and smiling just like that. Maybe sometimes his smile is only a mask, but more often than not, he never begrudges his friends a sincere, gentle smile. I don't like seeing him sad, perhaps simply because it hurts my heart. Or perhaps I have always felt that someone so perceptive and wise should have a heart broad enough to turn his sorrow into a faint smile. What many people see as his slyness seems to me no more than a little prank from a genius, with a childish mischief that makes you smile in spite of yourself. This gentle, water-soft boy will always be the one and only Fuji. "I... just want to write the Fuji I see in my heart." Theme: