HI . MI . TSU
by Hikari, AkA Machi no Tenshi
email: usagi_san1540@hotmail.com
Rated NC-17
Started on 02/18/03
Note: Since Touya's house is of a traditional nature, it implies that so is his bath. Hence, if you have no idea what traditional Japanese household baths look like, I suggest you look it up. That goes along with usual mannerisms of showering ^_~
Chapter 1:
He leaned closer to the window as he relaxed in his seat. The landscape passed by quickly as his eyes glazed over. The title match had gone well, and his victory over Nagamu-san gave him the 4-Dan title. It had been an arduous battle, but in a couple of hours, he would finally be home...
The commotion that the press had given to his game had really tired him out. It seemed that after the Hokuto Cup, privacy over his own affairs was becoming hard to come by. Sure, some things weren't secret but Amano-san had even asked how his off-record matches with Hikaru were going at his salon.
"Hikaru..." he let the name roll off his tongue as he closed his eyes. All he wanted to do now was go home and play go with him. To see his concentrated face bent over the goban -his mind thinking of a thousand ways to out-play him... His slightly parted lips and the unconscious way his small tongue licked them moist every once in a while... Akira could feel the blush as it began to surface on his pale complexion.
Obsession. Was that what his feelings had become? 'But it was nothing new!' he tried to argue. Since their first game, like a fated meeting, he had chased after him. Then, in turn, Hikaru had chased him! And now... what now?
His features closed off. 'What *had* Hikaru been doing with Waya at 11:45pm?'
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"Hikaru~" she called as her orange eyes picked him out of the crowd. 'Damn the cafeteria for always being packed at lunch.' She squeezed through the masses and reached his side. Tugging on his uniform sleeve, she placed her best smile on and whimpered, "Hikaru..."
At that, he turned. "Akari... What do you want?"
"The person in charge of ordering the lunches today couldn't make it so I..." Like a lost lamb, she worked the helpless look for all it was worth. "I need to order 25 bento boxes but the lady can't see me." Her eyes were pleading. "Onegai, Hikaru... could you do it for me?"
He looked her over at first with disbelief, and then with worry. Akari had never been the sort of girl to feel helpless in a situation. 'Had she hit her head on something?' His eyes scrutinized her face for any scratches. "Onegai?" he heard her ask again.
"Fine," he blew his breath out. "Give me the money and list then, wait for me at one of the tables."
"Hai!" she hopped as she scurried off. Shindo's brows drew near as his green eyes followed her. Something was definitely up; he just wished he knew what it was.
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Lunch was over, everyone had gotten their meals and back in homeroom, Akari looked over the article again. She concentrated on the passages, putting to memory each tip and suggestion it gave. 'Life... was like go.' She thought when comparing it with her way of playing. 'Build up territory, then attack.'
"So, did it work?"
Akari glanced up from over the Summer-Love Special Issue -her friend's face was eager for the details. She placed the girl's magazine aside, as a bright smile broke out on her lips. Showing her friend the victory sign with her right hand, she squealed, "OK!"
The short haired girl grabbed the chair from the seat in front and sat astride it. "So... TELL ME!" A smile was on her lips. "What happened?"
"Well, I acted like the article told me to and I could tell that at first he was a little weirded out but," Akari leaned in closer. "When he came back with them and helped me hand them out... Afterwards, he seemed really concerned as he asked me if I was ok."
Her friend's eyes became dreamy. "Really?" she sighed as she propped her head on her hand.
"He wouldn't leave my side even when I told him I was really ok." She rested her forehead against her friend's as they both giggled over the situation. "Thank god for articles on how to make dense guys more aware!"
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"Tadaima..." Touya called out once he had finally crossed the front door.
His mother popped her head out into the hallway and smiled. "Okaeri... are- " she stopped. This had been the first time she had ever seen her son so weary after a trip. "Are you alright Akira-san?"
He took of his shoes. "Yeah, just a little exhausted from the trip." He began to tug at the knot on his tie. "Will the bath be ready soon?"
"Hai," she began to head towards it. "I'll go get it started for you."
Touya treaded towards his bedroom. While opening the shouji screen, he let his business coat slide off of his slim shoulders. He placed it on the back of a chair and pulled on his tie so it slipped from within his shirt collar. Gently moving his neck from side to side, he felt the strained muscles begin to loosen.
"Bath's ready," he heard his mom call out.
"Hai..." He answered as he moved his suit case closer to his computer desk. He made his way towards the bath, and once inside began to undress. Getting into the shower, he sat down and poured a bowl of water over his head. He sat pensively on the stool, his hands full of shampoo, before he began to lather his hair.
He closed his eyes as he let his hands massage his scalp. His fingers were strong and applied the right type of pressure, go-player hands... Hikaru had hands like that.
Touya's lips parted as he leaned back a little. "Hikaru," he whispered into the empty space. He wanted to see him again... to play go with him... he wanted to let his hands slide through his undoubtedly soft hair.
He groaned as the mental images began to torture his libido. He grabbed the bowl again and poured it once more over his head. The soap suds, along with the warm water, trailed softly down his body. That part of him, between his thighs, was still throbbing with the after images.
"Oh, god!" he whimpered as he allowed his own hand to close around it. "Hikaru," he moaned. He could see it all so vividly now. Those fiery eyes, his angry face, and those temptingly kissable lips... He was here with him now and it was Shindo's hand which stroked so purposefully his member, not his own.
Touya was aware of everything around him, and the image of Hikaru doing such a thing with him made the feel of the beads of sweat and water rolling down his chest all the more arousing. He was close... *so* close! He picked up the tempo as that feeling of blissful pain began to spread through him. When it engulfed him and he threw his head back, biting his lip so as not to scream his name, he knew that he wanted him more then ever before...
To be continued...
End Note: I don't think masturbation, or even my description of it, will earn this chapter an NC-17 rating. However, I will warn you that later chapters *coughs* like within the next 2 *coughs* might cause me to do a little balancing act for the rating system. The option of whether I continue to post it here shall be all left up to you. I've already gotten a warning by a reader on my other R rated story saying she thought it was too much. Leave a comment... let me know what you think ok? In the mean time, I'll keep writing.
by Hikari, AkA Machi no Tenshi
email: usagi_san1540@hotmail.com
Rated NC-17
Started on 02/18/03
Note: Since Touya's house is of a traditional nature, it implies that so is his bath. Hence, if you have no idea what traditional Japanese household baths look like, I suggest you look it up. That goes along with usual mannerisms of showering ^_~
Chapter 1:
He leaned closer to the window as he relaxed in his seat. The landscape passed by quickly as his eyes glazed over. The title match had gone well, and his victory over Nagamu-san gave him the 4-Dan title. It had been an arduous battle, but in a couple of hours, he would finally be home...
The commotion that the press had given to his game had really tired him out. It seemed that after the Hokuto Cup, privacy over his own affairs was becoming hard to come by. Sure, some things weren't secret but Amano-san had even asked how his off-record matches with Hikaru were going at his salon.
"Hikaru..." he let the name roll off his tongue as he closed his eyes. All he wanted to do now was go home and play go with him. To see his concentrated face bent over the goban -his mind thinking of a thousand ways to out-play him... His slightly parted lips and the unconscious way his small tongue licked them moist every once in a while... Akira could feel the blush as it began to surface on his pale complexion.
Obsession. Was that what his feelings had become? 'But it was nothing new!' he tried to argue. Since their first game, like a fated meeting, he had chased after him. Then, in turn, Hikaru had chased him! And now... what now?
His features closed off. 'What *had* Hikaru been doing with Waya at 11:45pm?'
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Hikaru~" she called as her orange eyes picked him out of the crowd. 'Damn the cafeteria for always being packed at lunch.' She squeezed through the masses and reached his side. Tugging on his uniform sleeve, she placed her best smile on and whimpered, "Hikaru..."
At that, he turned. "Akari... What do you want?"
"The person in charge of ordering the lunches today couldn't make it so I..." Like a lost lamb, she worked the helpless look for all it was worth. "I need to order 25 bento boxes but the lady can't see me." Her eyes were pleading. "Onegai, Hikaru... could you do it for me?"
He looked her over at first with disbelief, and then with worry. Akari had never been the sort of girl to feel helpless in a situation. 'Had she hit her head on something?' His eyes scrutinized her face for any scratches. "Onegai?" he heard her ask again.
"Fine," he blew his breath out. "Give me the money and list then, wait for me at one of the tables."
"Hai!" she hopped as she scurried off. Shindo's brows drew near as his green eyes followed her. Something was definitely up; he just wished he knew what it was.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Lunch was over, everyone had gotten their meals and back in homeroom, Akari looked over the article again. She concentrated on the passages, putting to memory each tip and suggestion it gave. 'Life... was like go.' She thought when comparing it with her way of playing. 'Build up territory, then attack.'
"So, did it work?"
Akari glanced up from over the Summer-Love Special Issue -her friend's face was eager for the details. She placed the girl's magazine aside, as a bright smile broke out on her lips. Showing her friend the victory sign with her right hand, she squealed, "OK!"
The short haired girl grabbed the chair from the seat in front and sat astride it. "So... TELL ME!" A smile was on her lips. "What happened?"
"Well, I acted like the article told me to and I could tell that at first he was a little weirded out but," Akari leaned in closer. "When he came back with them and helped me hand them out... Afterwards, he seemed really concerned as he asked me if I was ok."
Her friend's eyes became dreamy. "Really?" she sighed as she propped her head on her hand.
"He wouldn't leave my side even when I told him I was really ok." She rested her forehead against her friend's as they both giggled over the situation. "Thank god for articles on how to make dense guys more aware!"
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Tadaima..." Touya called out once he had finally crossed the front door.
His mother popped her head out into the hallway and smiled. "Okaeri... are- " she stopped. This had been the first time she had ever seen her son so weary after a trip. "Are you alright Akira-san?"
He took of his shoes. "Yeah, just a little exhausted from the trip." He began to tug at the knot on his tie. "Will the bath be ready soon?"
"Hai," she began to head towards it. "I'll go get it started for you."
Touya treaded towards his bedroom. While opening the shouji screen, he let his business coat slide off of his slim shoulders. He placed it on the back of a chair and pulled on his tie so it slipped from within his shirt collar. Gently moving his neck from side to side, he felt the strained muscles begin to loosen.
"Bath's ready," he heard his mom call out.
"Hai..." He answered as he moved his suit case closer to his computer desk. He made his way towards the bath, and once inside began to undress. Getting into the shower, he sat down and poured a bowl of water over his head. He sat pensively on the stool, his hands full of shampoo, before he began to lather his hair.
He closed his eyes as he let his hands massage his scalp. His fingers were strong and applied the right type of pressure, go-player hands... Hikaru had hands like that.
Touya's lips parted as he leaned back a little. "Hikaru," he whispered into the empty space. He wanted to see him again... to play go with him... he wanted to let his hands slide through his undoubtedly soft hair.
He groaned as the mental images began to torture his libido. He grabbed the bowl again and poured it once more over his head. The soap suds, along with the warm water, trailed softly down his body. That part of him, between his thighs, was still throbbing with the after images.
"Oh, god!" he whimpered as he allowed his own hand to close around it. "Hikaru," he moaned. He could see it all so vividly now. Those fiery eyes, his angry face, and those temptingly kissable lips... He was here with him now and it was Shindo's hand which stroked so purposefully his member, not his own.
Touya was aware of everything around him, and the image of Hikaru doing such a thing with him made the feel of the beads of sweat and water rolling down his chest all the more arousing. He was close... *so* close! He picked up the tempo as that feeling of blissful pain began to spread through him. When it engulfed him and he threw his head back, biting his lip so as not to scream his name, he knew that he wanted him more then ever before...
To be continued...
End Note: I don't think masturbation, or even my description of it, will earn this chapter an NC-17 rating. However, I will warn you that later chapters *coughs* like within the next 2 *coughs* might cause me to do a little balancing act for the rating system. The option of whether I continue to post it here shall be all left up to you. I've already gotten a warning by a reader on my other R rated story saying she thought it was too much. Leave a comment... let me know what you think ok? In the mean time, I'll keep writing.
