Thanks so much for the reviews. Some people were a bit confused with my summary. The stalker-fangirl will be showing up in a few chapters. THAT GIRL refers to Akari.
Warnings for this chapter. DO NOT READ if you don't like original characters, crossdressing, toilet humor and other nastiness. Some OCs here poke fun at me and some of my yaoi-loving friends. Oh, and there' s no real yaoi or angst here yet. Just a few chapters of pure fun until seriousness kicks in. Flames will be used to toast marshmallows.
The Shining Go
Interlude Two: What Comes Around...
"I don't get it Hikaru-kun... how could a microwave explode?" Touya Akiko asked, confusion evident on her normally pleasant face.
Hikaru sighed almost imperceptively and attempted to explain again to her Akira's kitchen exploits. Touya Kouyo merely glanced questioningly at his son. Akira blushed to the roots of his hair. Yashiro tried to hide his snickers.
Akira's parents had arrived home a week early (Touya-sensei won all his games) and had arrived to see the three boys scrubbing the kitchen floor and throwing away the charred remains of the machine. At first, they were met with denials and accusations of "he did it" being thrown around until Hikaru confessed that he destroyed it. Akira, not wanting his guest to take the blame, stepped forward and admitted to being the guilty party. And it was up to Hikaru to explain to his hosts the do's an dont's of operating a microwave and how it ended up in the trash bin in the first place.
"Ara..." That was Mrs. Touya's initial reply. Her husband merely rolled his eyes and muttered something under his breath that suspiciously sounded like, "Boys will be boys."
After the fiasco, Touya-sensei gave an announcement to his family (and houseguests). "Your uncle Hiroshi is coming," he said. "And he's bringing his daughters with him." Akira turned pale. Yashiro and Hikaru looked puzzled. Yashiro then said, "That's good, err...is it?"
Mrs. Touya looked mildly embarrassed. "You see, Hiroshi-san's daughters are um... unusual, in a way..."
"They're yaoi fans." Akira interrupted. THAT statement caused raising of eyebrows. Hikaru said. "I guess they need their perks right? We can't judge them by their preferences..."
"They're straight. Just yaoi fans."
"Oh."
Yashiro gathered up enough courage to ask, "Why did ya turn so pale all of a sudden, Touya? What did they do to you that's so bad that you were scared stiff?"
"You'll find out soon enough." Akira rubbed the bridge of his nose and sighed heavily. "Believe me, this will definitely be a horrifying experience in your lives."
The Touya relatives arrived that weekend. By all appearances, they looked perfectly normal. Hiroshi himself (strangely enough) bore little resemblance to Touya-sensei. Maybe because of the presence of a cheerful smile plastered on his face. Emiko, his oldest daughter was about twenty years old and wore all leather, boots, jacket, pants, and the like. Kumiko, the other daughter was around 18. She wore glasses and had a placid (if not blank) look on her face most of the time. Mariko, the youngest, looked 16. She wore her dark black hair in a long braid down her back. Yup, they were perfectly normal. Until they started speaking...
"Akira-chaaaaaan!" Emiko squealed and glomped her younger cousin. Hikaru and Yashiro could only gape. Her attitude was totally different from the "tough biker chick" persona she seemed to have earlier. They stopped when Kumiko and Mariko introduced themselves to them. Yashiro noticed that Kumiko's eyes were fixated on Hikaru's face. Then her gaze travelled to his neck, his shoulders, hips, lower and .... met his stare. She smiled politely, then that smiled warped into a slightly more evil form. He found himself stepping back from her...
Hikaru on the other had, seemed to be more at ease. He stood close to Akira and found himself chatting amiably with Emiko. She giggled and ruffled his bangs. Then a shiver crept up his spine. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught Kumiko eyeing him, as if she was mentally undressing him. Hikaru shook his head to as if to clear those disturbing thoughts and returned to his conversation.
Akira seemed stiff and uncomfortable. He had realized earlier that his cousins were sneaking glances at Hikaru and Yashiro, checking them out (and most probably, Akira thought grimly, creating mental scenarios for their generally unpleasant plans to be carried out later).
"So, Hikaru-chan." Emiko beamed. "How long have you known each other?"
'Here it comes,' Akira mentally groaned.
"About four years." Hikaru enthusiastically piped up.
"Cool! Did anyone ever tell you that you guys make a cute couple?" Kumiko grinned ferally.
"Eh...?" Hikaru's eyes grew wider. Yashiro looked like he wanted to puke.
"I wonder who's seme and uke in this relationship?" Mariko whispered to herself. "Probably Hikaru-chan since he acts younger and is smaller in built. The perfect uke."
The boy's face had turned pallid. "Anou, you guys are getting our relationship wrong, we're not..."
"Ah! You're the seme aren't you! Akira-chan is also cute as uke! He looks like a girl and is refined, cute..."
"No! We're not together like that..."
"He was so cute when he was six and we dressed him up in Marisa's cute dresses." Emiko sighed with bliss. "We even have photos! We took him to the grocery store and everyone told us what a cute little sister we had. Of course we had to stop since Akira-chan looked ill and so we brought him back and auntie nearly threw a fit when we were late!"
'It's because he was wearing GIRL'S clothing! That's why she threw a fit!' Hikaru and Yashiro simultaneously thought. Akira tried to ignore the sisters' conversation but failed. He wondered what would be his punishment for murdering his cousins. Then again, they might reward him for getting rid of them...
Kumiko was yelling out loud. "Hikaru-chan will probably look like a cute girl when we're through with him! I got the wig and the skirt, and the push up..."
Meanwhile...
Touya Kouyo and Hiroshi calmly sipped their tea as they lounged in the living room. Hiroshi dropped his smile and began, "And it starts again."
"Yes."
"They traumatized poor Akira-kun for life."
"Absolutely."
"They're going to traumatize the other two boys as well though."
"This is going to be interesting." Touya Kouyo said, swirling green liquid around his cup and picked up a copy of the Weekly Go. "Hmm... nothing interesting..." he murmured as shouts started to be heard from the front lawn...
"And are you sure this would work, Emiko?"
"Have I ever been wrong? You did put the sleeping pills in Hikaru-chan's teacup didn't you."
"Yup. Mission completed."
"Operation make-up has commenced."
***
Hikaru woke up that morning, his vision was blurred, there was an odd taste in his mouth and his clothes itched for some reason. He remembered a party, Emiko trying to feed him sushi and procurred a bottle of Oolong tea. He had liked that particular brand and had gulped down what had been offered to him. Feeling a bit comfortable, he closed his eyes and went back to sleep.
***
Akira decided to wake Hikaru up since he had overslept (probably because of a hangover of sorts but unlikely since there was no alcohol served) but it seemed strange to him that the girls generously offered him some homemade punch and they had such an evil look in their eyes. He had refused the punch immediately.
"Shindou?" He rapped at the edge of the screen door, opened it and gaped at the person who was sprawled out in the futon.
'She' had long black hair that framed a delicate face, eyes closed in slumber. Her lips moved slightly with each breath taken and there was a pink flush to her cheeks. She wore a simple cotton nightgown that rode up during sleep and revealed shapely legs and the border of the nightgown showed creamy thighs and the boxer shorts that she wore... to... the...
Waitaminute... boxer shorts? What the...
"Shindou!" Akira screamed.
"Argh!" The boy woke up and glared at Akira. "What the heck were you thinking? You could have given me a heart attack by waking me up that way!"
"Look... in the mirror..."
"Why? Is there a reason to..." Hikaru caught his reflection and gaped at it in stunned silence.
Yashiro was having such a nice dream. He had just taken the Kisei title and he was shouting at his parents that he had made it and that he was the best Igo player in Japan. He was on the 5th game to claim the Meijin title and at the instant he placed his finishing stone, he...
"ARRGGHHHH!!!" A scream reverberated through the entire house.
"Wha?" He woke up, bleary-eyed. When no one screamed again, he slumped back into his pillow and slept. He was snoring within seconds.
***
Emiko, Kumiko and Marisa snickered as they looked through their Polaroids of a sleeping Shindou Hikaru in women's nightclothes...
***
"Oh dear." Touya Akiko paused in the middle of setting the table. "They've struck again and they seemed to have targetted Hikaru-kun today."
The Touya brothers sighed collectively and went out of the kitchen to investigate the situation.
to be continued...
Glossary:
seme- the one on top
uke- the one in the bottom