Disclaimer- I do not own Hikaru no Go characters. I'm just borrowing them because I love the story, I love the characters and I have way too much imagination.

To all those who wanted a sequel to Distance, here it is.

I hope you enjoy!!!

Only You…

Ch.1- A New Day

            A couple of weeks had passed since Touya, Akira had come back from his trip to China. And in that short amount of time, his whole world had seemed to spin on its head before going back to a semi normal state. Semi because of course… nothing was ever normal when Shindo was involved. Hikaru. It was Hikaru now… Akira smiled softly and shook his head, his shoulder length hair gently brushing the side of his face.

            He was waiting for the other Go player to finish his game so that they could 'hang out', as Hikaru had called it. Akira didn't really know what to expect but had decided to stop worrying about it because it would only prove Hikaru's point in the fact that he was always too tense and serious, which he wasn't. Meh. He let himself lean back onto the wall, hoping not to catch another pro's eyes that would then want to start a conversation with him. His hope was to no avail as a new pro came from the elevator and came to his side. With an inward sigh, Akira straightened himself, his polite smile replacing the small tentative smile that had been making its way onto his lips minutes before.

            Hikaru walked out of the room with a smile on his face and his hands stuffed deep into his jean pockets. He tried not to look too ecstatic at the fact that he was going to finally be hanging out with Akira a whole day without anyone else with them and tried to wave it off as being happy that he had won another game. He also tried to not make it too obvious that the fact that he would be getting away from Waya's incessant teasing and 'brotherly' advice as the redhead so termed it, just made the day look even brighter. He must not have been too convincing as Waya sighed for the hundredth time and rolled his eyes upwards in desperation. He decided to ignore the look and pressed the elevator button so that they could go down.

            "I've never seen someone fall so hard so fast before…" The redhead muttered with a disgusted tone. "It's scary. Especially since it's you."

            "SHHH!!!" Hikaru hissed at his friend frantically. "Shut up!" The only response he got from the redhead was a loud laugh that seemed to echo within the elevator. "Why me?" He moaned. "I never teased you about Isumi and…" Waya stopped laughing, giving the younger man a pointed glare. Hikaru just looked back, a smile coming back onto his face.

            "First of all, don't start. We are totally different. And second of all… you didn't because you were oblivious and when you did figure it out it was because we spelled it out for you…then you were too embarrassed to even mention it. So…" Waya trailed off as the elevator came to a stop. The doors slid open after a few seconds of waiting and allowed the two young men to step out. The half blond bleached boy nearly ran out, bumping into a growing crowd around who he could only guess was his…boyfriend. He bit off an exasperated sigh and decided that he'd go with the whole rude and oblivious act and plunder into the group of people. "Hikaru… what the hell are you doing?" Waya started, about to grab his friend away but failing to do so as Hikaru ducked his outstretched hand.

            "Going to the rescue." He muttered, daring to look back for a mere second before actually starting to push his way through. "Ne… Touya! You baka! We're going to be late!" He nearly shouted, surprising the people that had been questioning the nineteen year old. The pale tall boy looked up and arched an eyebrow in surprise.

            "Shindo… I am not a baka. And I have been waiting for you. You are the one who is late." His voice never rose but everyone heard the anger behind each word. No one but Hikaru saw that it was all an act.

            "Oh really?"

            "Yes really."

            "What the hell! Don't give me that…"

            "Shindo…"

Hikaru huffed loudly in exasperation.

            "Why the hell do I even bother with you?" He made a show of walking out, leaving Akira to either go after him or watch him leave.

            "Shindo!" The strong voice sounded from behind him, along with a growing cloud of murmurings as the usual calm go player stalked off after his eternal rival. Waya sighed, trying to resist the urge to roll his eyes once more. People could be so dense at times. He stuck his hands in his pockets and shook his head. As if those two weren't obviously in love with each other… eh… Whatever. It wasn't his problem. He heard his name being called out and he looked up only to see Isumi smiling at him with a questioning look.

            Outside the building, the air was still cold and brisk but it did nothing to lessen the laughter that was spilling out of Hikaru's mouth. Akira watched the other go player with a smile of his own.

            "Oh man did you catch the look on some of their faces?" The half dyed blond nineteen year old asked, still grinning. Akira nodded, more of his amusement coming to show on his face as he allowed himself to relax.

            "Some." He was about to ask exactly what they were going to do when the smile disappeared off Hikaru's face only to be replaced by a measuring look.

            "You didn't bring a change of clothes did you?" Hikaru asked, his tone a bit accusatory. Akira bit back a sigh and shook his head, trying to hide the sudden nervousness he felt about the rest of the day. What was wrong with the clothes he was wearing now? It was his regular shirt and slacks…

            "If you had told me exactly what we were going to do… I would have." His excuse was waved away as Hikaru reached back and took hold of his hand.

            "My house is this way… we'll pick some clothes up for you there…"

…

            It didn't take long to get to Hikaru's house and so it was only a couple minutes until Akira entered it, for the first time actually invited in. Hikaru's mother was in the kitchen but she came out to greet him, a smile on her face. As she looked Akira over, she started to ask Hikaru some questions which the other boy skillfully avoided in answering. This show of family affection which Akira had never yet seen connected with Hikaru was comforting to see as well as giving him a sense of not belonging. He was the intruder in the house…

He stayed silent as he watched the remaining questions being dodged.

            "Mo-om… I'm fine… yes…yes… YES! I did win. Yes… We'll be back later. No, don't worry. We just came to the house 'cause Touya forgot to bring some regular clothes. I mean… you can't exactly go to the beach with what he's wearing. K? Bye…" Hikaru reached once more for Akira's hand, the movement having become somewhat of a comforting habit. He pulled the taller youth upstairs and sighed loudly, ignoring the small protests that were coming from downstairs.

            "The beach?" Akira could hear the tsking sounds the woman was making. "In the middle of winter?"

            "Your mother has a point, Hikaru." Akira stated, ignoring the slightly wounded look that he was now being given as the two continued to make their way up the stairs. The switch to using their first names when they were alone was natural now and required no thought. "What are we going to be doing at the beach during the winter time? It's cold and…"

            "Don't even start, Akira." Hikaru warned, jumping up the last two steps. "I've got my mom if I want to be nagged at." With that the smaller boy started to imitate his mother. "You just barely got over that awful cold! You need more rest…blah, blah, blah…" He shook his head. "I'm fine. I really am…" And he did seem fine, the perfect picture of health as he continued to make his way towards his room. His complexion had regained its normal color in the past days and his voice was no longer roughened with coughs and pain. The night spent alone under the rain when it had been absolutely freezing had definitely affected Hikaru and though Akira had made sure the other Go player had been dried and warmed properly, the other boy still had gotten sick. "Anyway, the beach is at its best during winter. Less crowds for one thing."

            "That's because everyone else is sane." Akira muttered under his breath. He entered Hikaru's room and glanced around, taking in the slightly messy floor that had a bunch of kifus and manga strewn about it. There was a t-shirt on a chair showing that Hikaru must have been running late when he had thrown it back there. The usually serious green eyes widened slightly as Akira saw the tv and the personal fridge that was in the corner. He had never even thought it possible for someone to have their personal fridge in their own room when they still lived in their parent's home. With their mother who did the cooking. "I can't believe you…" Akira started. He went further into the room and knelt in front of the fridge.

            "What are you doing?" Hikaru asked, amusement plain on his face as well as some curiosity as he watched the taller young man open his fridge door.
            "Ramen…" Akira sighed. "I should have known." He closed the fridge and stood. It hadn't taken Touya very long to know of all of Hikaru's eccentricities. He turned around to see Hikaru with a sheepish smile on his face.

            "It's good." He said almost defensively. "Anyway… we aren't here to discuss my tastes." He handed Akira a pile of clothes that had been resting before on the side of his bed. "I figured you'd need to change into something else…" He commented quietly, a teasing smile coming onto his face. "So I already had them prepared just in case. I know my clothes would be a bit too small on you so I had to borrow some from my dad's. Hope you don't mind." Akira continued to just stare at him. With a slight blush growing on Hikaru's face, the shorter boy started to sputter. "Well, what are you waiting for? Go change into them. Or do you need help?" At that, it was Akira's turn to blush.

            "What do you mean, what am I waiting for? I'm waiting for you to leave the room so that I can change! I'm not giving you a free show… baka!"  All in all, it was a good thing that Akira had always been quiet or else his words would have carried back downstairs and startled Hikaru's poor mother. Hikaru torn between being so embarrassed that he couldn't breath and trying hard not to laugh, made his way to the door.

            "Good God Akira… Not so loud! Hurry up ok?"

            "Fine." Akira gritted out. Once the door closed behind the half bleached boy, Akira looked down at the clothes a bit helplessly. He couldn't believe he was actually going along with this. With a heavy sigh, he started to undress.

            Resting against the wall, Hikaru waited with a slight smile on his face that was still a bright red.

Today… would be a good day.

To Come Next- Hikaru and Akira's day at the beach.

Author's Note- Hey I'm back from college and done with exams. So that means that I'm gonna go back to writing fanfiction. I hope this first chapter of the sequel to Distance is ok and that you guys have enjoyed it!!! I will try to get the next chapter up as soon as I can but I make no promises for I will be traveling and therefore will be separated from my baby computer. Hope everyone has a wonderful holiday!

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

…hmm… as one can tell from the author's note and the date that this was actually placed on fanfiction.net, I'm extremely late at posting this chapter. Forgive me!