Yay! Chapter two! This chapter was so much fun to write…hope you like it. I kind of go off into a spin at the end, I probably won't do that in the future. By the way, I don't own Hikaru No Go. If you think I do, see a psychologist, not a psychiatrist. You need drugs.

"You…broke my glasses…" Tsutsui said softly, half dazed.

"So I did…" Kaga sweat dropped, Tsutsui sat there blinking, until finally the realization of the situation hit him.

" YOU BAKA!!! WHAT THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITHOUT MY GLASSES?? I CAN'T SEE A FOOT IN FRONT OF ME! WHAT IS MY MOM GOING TO SAY? WHAT AM I GOING TO TELL HER? WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO UNTIL SHE GETS BACK??" Kaga winced. He hadn't meant to break the kid's glasses, what the hell were they doing there on the floor anyway? " Oh my gosh, this is bad. This is so bad. I am so screwed. 'Oh hi mom, my glasses? Oh yeah, my boyfriend threw his cell phone and well, I know how you always say, don't throw things in the house, put your glasses on the nightstand, no company if I don't approve first…heh heh…" Tsutsui laughed. Kaga concluded that this was not a good laugh, it was more like the laugh of someone who has lost their mind.

" Just relax, I have an idea," Tsutsui held his head in his hands, muttering to himself, " My second uncle on my father's side of the family is an optometrist. I'll just ask him to do me this favor. We can go out there, he'll examine your eyes, and then make you a pair of glasses, " Tsutsui looked up.

" Where does he live?"

" …Shikoku…"

" WHAT?? That's more than 300 kilometers from here!" (AN-It's about 200 miles from Tokyo, probably a bit more than that, but it's on a separate island)

" I know, but at least I didn't say Kyushu right? Besides, you need your glasses don't you?" He slid off of the bed and walked over to where the glasses lay. Bending over, he picked up the broken frames and examined them. One of the lens was totally broken. Pieces of glass fell out when he moved them. The other lens was just scratched. He finished poking out the broken lens. The frames were fine. That was good. He handed them to Tsutsui, who was sitting on the bed, " When are your parents coming back?"

" My mom will be back at the end of this week," He said reluctantly.

" And your father?"

" They're divorced." Kaga nodded.

" I'll call the school from your house and pretend to be your mom. I'll say your going on a trip, which is true right?" He narrowed his eyes, " But you have to think of something to tell your mom," Tsutsui sighed. He tried to think, which was worse, having to tell his mom that he'd broken his five hundred dollar glasses, or waking up tomorrow morning in Shikoku-he wasn't even about to think about what would happen if he was caught.

" I'll tell her that I got lonely and went to stay with a friend. She won't be happy, but I guess it's better than telling her about my glasses…" Kaga grinned and walked over to Tsutsui's book shelf. He pulled down a large world atlas. Opening it to a map of Japan, he looked down at it solemnly.

" Ok, we'll take Tokyo to Nagoya to Kyoto to Osaka by train. After that we'll take a boat to Shikoku. My uncle lives in Kochi. Today is Sunday. If we leave tonight, we can be there by noon tomorrow, see my uncle on Tuesday, leave Wednesday and be back that night. Since you're telling your mom that you're staying with a friend, I'll say the same thing. I don't think my uncle would rat us out," He picked up his cell phone. It was perfectly fine, not even a scratch, " I'll call him to let him know we're coming. Afterwards, you call your mom from this phone, and I'll call the school from yours. Give her my cell number because she'll probably want to check on you." Tsutsui narrowed his eyes, although it didn't help. Everything was blurry. Kaga was just a hazy shape before him.

" Kaga…"The auburn haired boy smiled.

" Can't you at least call me by my first name?! We've only known each other six years!"

" Tetsuo…"

" Yes, Kimihiro?"

" How do you expect us to pay for this? Transportation, food, my glasses…" He closed his eyes, " And what excuse are you going to give the school for us being gone four days?" Kaga nodded.

" Don't worry about expenses, I'll talk care of it. I've been saving up for a little vacation anyway, and I hear Shikoku is real nice this time of year. Our homeroom teacher owes me a favor anyway, and I'm sure if we explain the situation to him, me breaking your glasses and all, he'll do whatever I tell him."

" Y-you're talking about blackmail!" Tsutsui said exasperatedly. Kaga grinned and leaned over him, pressing their noses together. Tsutsui's pulse quickened. His eyes were still closed, if he opened them now…

" That's true…" He wondered if Tsutsui opened his eyes now, would he be able to see him? They were so close. Tsutsui's eyes remained shut, " But do you want to go or not?" He let his left cheek brush against Tsutsui's, enjoying the feeling of the smaller boy shudder beneath him, " If you don't want to go, just say so," Tsutsui sighed.

" Call then." Kaga grinned broadly and stood back, dialing the number on his phone. Tsutsui laid back down on the bed, pulling the blanket around him. He heard Kaga greet someone on the phone.

" Uncle? This is Tetsuo-no-TETSUO… T-E-T-S-U-O… No, not 'Setsuo,' TETSUO… Yeah… No, I'm in high school now… elementary school?! " He sighed and glanced over at Tsutsui, " I was wondering if you could do a favor for a friend of mine… No-not 'flavor'- FAVOR… Yes, favor. I accidently broke his-" Kaga paused, " Yes, I plan on leaving tonight. Could you please fix his glasses? His mother is going to kill him and he can't see without them, so I thought maybe you could-" Tsutsui turned over and looked up at Kaga, " Really? Thanks!… Uh huh, we're leaving tonight by train… No-we're staying in a hotel…yeah, vacation. Thanks anyway though…oh yeah sure. I'll pick some up on our way to the metro. Right, well, see you in the morning…bye," He hung up and gave Tsutsui the thumbs up sign, " See? No problem. Now I just have to call the train station and get tickets and make reservations at a hotel. Do you have a phonebook?" Tsutsui nodded.

" It's downstairs on the bookshelf, in the living room," He sat up, " Give me your phone," Kaga nodded and handed him the cell phone, " By the way, your battery is almost dead," He dialed his mom's cell phone number and after a few rings, heard the click of her picking up.

" Hello? Tsutsui Aoki speaking,"

" Mom? It's me, Kimihiro,"

" Kimihiro? How are you? Are you eating well? Taking your allergy medicine?"

" Yes Mom…"

" Are you staying out of the cold dear? You know how easily you catch a virus…"

" It's may Mom. It's 90 degrees outside,"

" Just the same Kimihiro, now, what did you need?" He paused. He'd hardly ever lied to his mother before, and never something so…serious,

" I wanted to tell you that I'm going to stay at a friends this week," Tsutsui took a deep breath, " He invited me over and I think that would be better than staying alone,"

" That's a lovely idea, Kimi!" He groaned inwardly. He hated it when his mother called him 'Kimi.' " He's a responsible boy isn't he? I don't want you to get into any trouble…"

" Yes mom, he's responsible, " He bit his lip, " About as responsible as they come, I guess,"

Well, how did you like chapter two? I did research for this chapter, but being a stupid American, it may not be totally accurate. I was looking at an atlas and trying to figure out a route to Shikoku, and picking an average sized city for Kaga's uncle to live in, then trying to figure out how much of a distance that was using the little measuring square thingy. Since American's are like the only country that uses miles to measure distance, I had to convert the miles into kilometers. The only thing is when Tsutsui says " It's 90 degrees outside" It's supposed to be celcius but I didn't know what 90 Fahrenheit was in celcius. Their wasn't a lot of romance in this chapter, or really in the first one, but expect more in the future. I wanted to establish a plot first. This is my first fic that's more than a one shot, and actually, this story started off as one…but I got good feedback so I decided to continue with it. Oh yeah, I know that it would be really hard to break a pair of glasses by throwing a cell phone across a room at them, but that's why this is fiction, and glasses do tend to break in stupid situations. One time in class I set my glasses down on my desk and this guy in front of me picked up his book bag and concluded to set it down on my desk, totally warping the shape of my frames. It sucked because I didn't have a warranty on them and glasses really are that expensive, depending on your frames. Cheap glasses are like, ninety dollars without a warranty.