Hi! Thank you very much for taking the time to read my fanfic. This does
contain some yaoi elements, but nothing bad. I hope you enjoy it, and of
course this is just a fan fiction for the fans. This is the first
fanfiction I've ever written. = ) Also, for those who gave me ideas thank
you very much! Hikaru no Go is of course owned by Hotta Yumi, and Obata
Takeshi.
Lastly, when writing this story I was holding the stereotypes very much in mind when it came to Akira, and Akari. That's really the main reason this story was written in the way it was written. I will warn you now that Akira is OOC on purpose. Personally he's my favorite character from Hikaru no go, so I'm not bashing him. I'm actually bashing the stereotype of 'stalker' he got stuck with.
Desperate Measures
"You can't go!"
Touya Akira stood blocking the only exit. His hands were stretched out against the door frame. Desperation was plastered across his face as he tried to make Hikaru understand.
"I'm not going to let you just run away from me again. Never again! You can't! I won't let you."
Akira's heart was torn with fear. Hikaru was the one person he would never forget. If he turned away from him again, he didn't know what he'd do. The thought of never seeing him again... No. He'd come back, now. If only for the game, he would come back sooner or later. The thought of it being later than sooner though made his stomach churn.
"It's not a big deal, Touya. I just thought..."
"This is a big deal! What exactly did you think, anyway? That you could escape by running away to America? You thought I would just let you go like that! I don't care about your family moving. You can not go!"
A cold calculating flame was burning in Akira's eyes as he stepped closer to Hikaru, slowly closing in on his prey. Hikaru was his and he'd do anything to keep him near-by.
"It's not like we can't play igo on the internet, and there are always international tournaments. Don't expect to win though! I'm going to be a lot stronger the next time you see me!"
Hikaru smile was filled with mischief. Akira wondered if he knew just how adorable he was like that. How much would that smile be missed? When would the next time it would be there to brighten his day? He had to stay at any cost!
"Stay, with me!"
"Huh?"
"Stay here. If it's about money we can figure something out. We both make money from our igo games. We could... we could get an apartment if we split the rent and living costs we could afford a pretty nice one."
"But,"
Akira began to close the distance between the two of them his hands reaching out to grasp Hikaru's shoulders. Forcing Hikaru to look him in the eye.
"Please!"
"Huh... okay. I guess so."
"Really!"
Joy lit up Akira's face. It would be alright things would work out. There would still be a chance for them now. Even if Hikaru chose Akari-san he would still be there, near him every day. He wouldn't loose Hikaru! Akari-san though better not think it would be an easy victory though. Hikaru was his.
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Lastly, when writing this story I was holding the stereotypes very much in mind when it came to Akira, and Akari. That's really the main reason this story was written in the way it was written. I will warn you now that Akira is OOC on purpose. Personally he's my favorite character from Hikaru no go, so I'm not bashing him. I'm actually bashing the stereotype of 'stalker' he got stuck with.
Desperate Measures
"You can't go!"
Touya Akira stood blocking the only exit. His hands were stretched out against the door frame. Desperation was plastered across his face as he tried to make Hikaru understand.
"I'm not going to let you just run away from me again. Never again! You can't! I won't let you."
Akira's heart was torn with fear. Hikaru was the one person he would never forget. If he turned away from him again, he didn't know what he'd do. The thought of never seeing him again... No. He'd come back, now. If only for the game, he would come back sooner or later. The thought of it being later than sooner though made his stomach churn.
"It's not a big deal, Touya. I just thought..."
"This is a big deal! What exactly did you think, anyway? That you could escape by running away to America? You thought I would just let you go like that! I don't care about your family moving. You can not go!"
A cold calculating flame was burning in Akira's eyes as he stepped closer to Hikaru, slowly closing in on his prey. Hikaru was his and he'd do anything to keep him near-by.
"It's not like we can't play igo on the internet, and there are always international tournaments. Don't expect to win though! I'm going to be a lot stronger the next time you see me!"
Hikaru smile was filled with mischief. Akira wondered if he knew just how adorable he was like that. How much would that smile be missed? When would the next time it would be there to brighten his day? He had to stay at any cost!
"Stay, with me!"
"Huh?"
"Stay here. If it's about money we can figure something out. We both make money from our igo games. We could... we could get an apartment if we split the rent and living costs we could afford a pretty nice one."
"But,"
Akira began to close the distance between the two of them his hands reaching out to grasp Hikaru's shoulders. Forcing Hikaru to look him in the eye.
"Please!"
"Huh... okay. I guess so."
"Really!"
Joy lit up Akira's face. It would be alright things would work out. There would still be a chance for them now. Even if Hikaru chose Akari-san he would still be there, near him every day. He wouldn't loose Hikaru! Akari-san though better not think it would be an easy victory though. Hikaru was his.
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