Editor: Anessa

Pairing: Waya x Hikaru

Disclaimer: I do not have own the characters

Warning: Ehem… yaoi!

A/N: Fuuuh… finally my mid-examine already had finished, as soon as I had been writing this chapter. Nevertheless, long holiday still far away in front of eyes.

Feelings

Chapter 6: Hesitation

Hiroyuki Ashiwara fastened his tie when he was looking at his roommate with curiosity that was sitting down on the couch while hugging a pillow and sighed desperately once in a while, his expression was blank. He all gesture reminded Ashiwara at a boy who had broken heart after broken off with his girlfriend. He certainly did not what the problem had alight on his friend after he came back for search Waya and Hikaru last night in poor condition, his clothes was soaking wet, his eyes was red like after crying and looked weary. 'They are all right Ashiwara-san, you don't worry about them' His voice was quiet, very very quiet, which made Ashiwara almost did not hear him if he did not set his ears with well. 'I am really tired; I am wanted to back to my room now.' He trudged towards to his room.

As if only knew what the problem, Ashiwara really wanted to help him, to relieve him.

"Akira?"

The boy did not respond. He tried to call him once more. "Touya Akira?"

The green-eyed boy blinked and looked up at the man. "Huh?"

Ashiwara sighed. "Didn't you have a match this morning? Why you aren't you ready yet?"

The teen did not answer.

Ashiwara approached him and sat down on the couch in front of him.

"You look unhappy. What is the matter hmmm? Tell me."

Akira just looked at him sighing as he lowered his eyes to the table.

"Do you… did you ever fall in love Ashiwara-san?"

"What?" The older man blinked. "Wa… Wait a minute, you mean…" He paused and smiled wickedly. "Oooh…my little friend Akira finally can fall in love also. Who is she?"

"Honestly I don't know, this is not love, I just don't know, but everything the person is near me, my heart flutters"

He did not continue his words, his feelings were jumbled. He let out a breath. "I don't know Ashiwara-san, it's very difficult for me."

Meanwhile, in the next room, there laid Hikaru on rumpled sheets, a boy laid above him, a boy who really loved him and would do anything for him. They kissed passionately, enjoying the sensations of their tongues battling for dominance; they were like that for more than an hour. Just enjoying the kissing sensations, and tasting each other.

"I love you, Shindou." Waya murmured into Hikaru's mouth.

"Mmmhh." The blonde responded into the kiss.

Waya's left Hikaru's mouth, and descended unto his supple neck.

"You taste so sweet, darling."

"Really?" Breathlessly asked, Hikaru said tilting his head to give his lover had better access.

"Yes." The older boy replied before nipping his neck affectionately.

"Ah!"

Kriiing! Kriiing!

The phone rang interrupting their activities. Waya flew to the phone, ignoring Hikaru for now, muttering something; he picked up the phone beside the bed.

"Hello? Yes, I am. Of course, I have not forgotten. Yes, thank you." Waya hung up the phone.

"Who?" Hikaru asked now sitting.

"Ashiwara-san. He remembered that I had a match this morning" He answered and turning his head to Hikaru without changing his position, his back towards his roommate and lover.

The blonde neared him, laid his cheek at Waya's back, and wrapped his arms around his waist. "Do you want go?"

"I must make preparations, Shindou. My match will start in about an hour again. Besides we should come down for breakfast"

"Stay here with me, just for five minutes please"

He whispered trailing his hands under an already unbuttoned shirt. "I don't like to be alone" he whispered nipping at his ear.

Waya took his hand and kissed it gently.

"I will be back quickly, I promise." The 4-Dan turned around.

"I like you, Waya." The green-eyed boy stared at the other boy, love filling his eyes.

"I like you too, Shindou." He put his hand on Hikaru's shoulder, trailed his fingers on Hikaru's smooth cheek, bringing their faces closer as he lay down on the bed.

0o0

Akira examined his appearance at his reflection once more. He was ready to come down when the door started pounding. Akira walked up to the door and opened it.

"Steve?"

"May I come in?"

"Sure."

He went in and sat down.

'I saw them last night."

"Who?"

" Shindou-san and Waya-san, I saw them…" Steve paused and gazing into Akira's eyes searching for some kind of emotion there as if want to search something in there. " I saw them when they back to their room hand in hand with soaked clothes, they looked so happy..."

"They are a lovers now." Akira cut into his words immediately.

"What?" Steve's eyes widened, wondering if his ears were deceiving him.

"They admitted feelings for each other last night. I over heard their conversation in the garden"

There was a long pause.

"Then how about you?" Steve asked.

"Huh?"

Steve smiled and leaning forward to whisper into his ear. "You have an interest in Shindou don't you?"

The dark haired boy turned away, he did not want to answer the question, because he knew it was true.

"May be you should even more aggressive if you want to have him" With that he pouncing Akira on the couch roughly, straddled him; which made that boy surprise. He should not to do this to him now beside that he had a match a few minutes again.

"Steve! What are you doing?!"

"I just wanted to show you how to subdue him. Believe me hon, you couldn't regret it."

"NO! This isn't time for you to… mmmpph!!!" His words died in his throat as the blue-eyed boy kissed him hard.

Akira struggling beneath him, tried to escape form the unexpected situations; but there was no deny it that he need this too. Helplessly, he sank his fingers into Steve's hair, kissed him back as the energy same as him. Steve smiled into it and lowering his hand to unbutton Akira's suit which he already wore a few minutes ago.

0o0

Hikaru walked alone in the lobby did not know want to where after he had gotten his breakfast with his lover who already had in match room one minute ago. This morning he had not a match, so he free to doing whatever he wants. As he intended to exit from the building, he saw Ashiwara walking hastily with slightly worried on his face.

"Ashiwara-san?"

"Shindou-kun?"

"Ashiwara-san, what are you doing here? Didn't you have a match?"

"Akira. I have not seen him since breakfast, the match will going no more than fifty minutes but he is not appearing yet. Therefore I have intended to pick him up."

Touya not come there yet? This is not like him. Hikaru thought.

"Let me to tell him." Hikaru said.

"Thanks Shindou. Eh, could I ask your favor to give back this book?" He showed the kifu book. "There was someone who asked me to return this to him."

"Sure, I will."

0o0

Hikaru walked up to Akira's room while thinking at his rival's attitude, which in his opinion rather a bit strange from usual days, when he realized he already had in front of Akira's room. He intended to knock the door as he heard someone gasped in that room. He sticks his ear against the door carefully.

"Steve… I… I think we shoul st… stop this I… Aaahh!!!"

"But… you look like it so much. I doubt that you really want me to stop."

"Ste… Steve." "Mmm… you fells nice, Akira-kun. Why we don't this before?"

Hikaru startled and straightened himself quickly. What… What are they doing in there? He thought before knocked the door loudly for several times.

"There was… someone in…"

"Ignored it."

NO! I should…OH!!! Steve pleaseee… stop it!"

The familiar annoyed starting to overwhelm Hikaru, he knocking the door more loudly and wait for a few moments before the door opened, only made his eyes widening in shock. There was Akira in front of him with his flushed face, his shirt was rumple, and his hair was untidy. Behind him, Steve was buttoning his shirt, his appearance did not far difference from Akira, and his brown beautiful hair was untied. That boy seemed unnoticed Hikaru's presence. All these obvious view in front of his eyes, made Hikaru wanted to cry, to ask them what had happened in there.

"Shindou?" Akira asked but Hikaru just stood immobile and stared at the boy who stood before him with a shocked expression.

Kami-sama, what have they done?

Steve approached Akira and stood next to him. "Oh, Shindou-san? Is there a reason your here?"

"..."

"If there isn't your here for, can you please leave so we I and Akira could finish what we started earlier." Steve smiled smugly, his hand reaching up to Akira's cheek and kissed him gently.

Hikaru felt his eyes sting, the emotions, which he could not define, overloaded in his chest.

Why does my heart hurt so much? This is… this is…

"Stupid!" He threw the book against Akira's chest before stomping his foot, running out as fast as possible.

"Shindou!" Akira called him.

"Is he… angry?" Steve asked.

Akira sighed desperately, touching his temple and turned around to walk into his room, intended to recover his crumpled mind.

To be continued

A/N: For Akira x Hikaru? Ops, don't worry, I'll present them both in the romance situations to the next chapter.