Fuji didn't bother showering after he had finished his laps, he wasn't that bad off. Changing quickly he headed to where Atobe was waiting. He gave the other a mild look, hitching his bag on his shoulder and heading off Seigaku grounds towards where Atobe no doubt had the car waiting.

"I hadn't expected that." An altercation, yes, but a huge fight? Not really. He should have known better, Tezuka and Atobe were such repressive drama queens. Ignoring an issue until it fucked them over.