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Title: Lunch Break

Features: Hikaru, Akira

Summary: Hikaru doesn't just like eating ramen and McDonald's, right? Right?

Disclaimer: These wonderful characters are not mine. I wish they were.

A/N: Inspired by peroxidepest17's Bleach Drabbles. It's on my Favorite Stories for anyone who wants to read it…you definitely should read it!


"Waya told me a new Thai place opened up a few blocks from here. Want to try it out with me?"

I was speechless.

"Touya?"

My mind was blank.

"Um, does that mean no?"

I didn't answer, or more accurately, didn't hear him after he said 'Thai place'. He fidgeted a bit, looking nervously around. His tongue quickly darted out and licked his lips.

"If you don't want to, it's okay. I'll just ask Waya or Isumi-san."

I was still doing my statue impression. Ignoring Shindou often led to one of two outcomes, anger or disappointment. It was the latter this time. He turned to walk away, shoulders hunched. I thought he pouted as well. What I did next, I blamed on guilt. Damn conscience.

"Wait, Shindou."

He paused and flashed his big eyes at me. There was a spark of hope in them. Double damn.

"I'll go with you."

His smile shone like a miniature sun and I resisted the urge to cover my own eyes.

"Great! Let's go! You'll enjoy this."

He grabbed my sleeve and tugged me to the elevator. I allowed it. The meal was delicious and he entertained me with his childhood anecdotes. I laughed once or twice. When we returned to the Go Association, I thanked him for inviting me.

"I was right, huh?"

I smirked, but privately admitted that he was right. It had been an enjoyable lunch break.