HI . MI . TSU
by Hikari
email: usagi_san1540@hotmail.com
Rated NC-17
Started on 02/18/03
Author's Note: Ok people... this is the censored version of chapter 3, watered down to please the management at FF.net. If you want to read the original version you can find it at Go-Luv-
Tomorrow, I start my summer internship, hence I will be pressed for personal time. This chapter is in thanks to everyone's kind reviews -written out in one day which just proves to you that thoughtful replies *can* make a difference. So keep them coming and enjoy your awaited smutty chapter. I don't know when I'll get a chance to get to chapter 4 (but maybe you guys can motivate me) ^_~
Also, and this is VERY important. "THANK YOU AISHUU!!!" (She was sweet enough to beta-read this chapter.)
Chapter 3:
"Oh... so he's not home." Akari pouted as she looked down at her crossed legs. Suddenly, her eyes grew wide. "With him?" Her voice became soft. "No, please don't tell him that I called." Her index finger twirled absent-mindedly the phone cord. "Yes. Thank you, you too..."
As she placed the receiver back in its cradle, the heaviest sigh escaped her lips. She groaned as she grabbed her pillow, pressed it to her body, before allowing gravity to pull her down fully onto her bed. Akari brought in her legs and curled herself into a loose ball. "Baka..." She pouted as her head envisioned the bleached haired boy.
It was always like this recently... and even from before, now that she thought about it. Ever since their long-awaited match Touya and Hikaru had become inseparable. 'Always spending time together... The Go Salon... The Go Center... The Go Tournaments...'
She growled aloud as she tossed the pillow aside. Why was she getting so upset? Go was his life, his passion -it was only logical that he'd want to spend time with people that could give him a challenging game. 'But *why* did it have to be Touya?' With his pretty straight hair, cut in typical bishounen manner... 'He could be mistaken for a girl. Long lashes and a slender body... a delicate collar bone and graceful neck...'
Quickly, she slapped a hand over her nose as she turned over in bed and made to grab, with outstretched fingers, the tissue box on her night stand. She tried to stop the bleeding. Why in the world had she gotten such a mental image?
"NO!" she yelled trying to push away the thoughts of Touya and Hikaru together in such an intimate situation. "Hikaru would never..." she said aloud trying to reassure herself. And then, she smiled to herself as she remembered the incidents after the Hokuto Cup. 'Yes, Touya and Hikaru had seemed inseparable after their reunion match, but upon their return from the Asian tournament...' Her spirits soared. "It's obvious they're nothing more than friends."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Touya walked hurriedly behind Hikaru. "Why don't we just go to my salon?"
"Be-cause!" The other boy turned around. "It's Sunday and I think you need a change of scenery."
He gave him a skeptical look. "Are you sure this isn't all just because of Kitajima-san?"
"Please refrain from mentioning his name in my presence." Hikaru began to walk again.
A wicked smile shaped his lips. "I guess he *does* intimidate you..."
A shiver crept up his spine as his feet refused to move. "Tou-ya..." he ground out. "Take that back!"
The preppie boy giggled softly as he ran past his rival. "No way!"
"Take it back!" Shindo yelled again, chasing after him. "Take it back or I'll make you feel sorry!"
"Neve- uhf!" He had hit something and Touya tried hard to catch his balance while his head kept spinning.
"Touya?"
Blue eyes widened miserably as he stared down at polished shoes. Slowly, he raised his head. "Ogata-san..." He swallowed hard at having been caught in such an embarrassing situation. "Sorry."
The older man's eyes moved past the bent head of his teacher's son, to the enigma that stood behind him. "Shindo..." He pushed up his glasses. "What are you two up to today?"
"Um..." a light blush was threatening to stain Touya's pale cheeks. 'To have been caught acting like a child...'
Hikaru took a step forward. "Actually, we're gonna be late for the train!" he said alarmed while grabbing a hold of Touya's hand and breaking into a run.
"Wait," Ogata-san said while his hand latched onto Touya's other arm. "I'll give you a ride."
Hikaru gave a hard tug and pulled loose Akira from the older man's grasp. "No thanks..." His cheek was twitching while he smiled. "If we run, we can make it." And so Shindo picked up his pace, dragging Touya along.
Once in front of the Go Salon, Hikaru rested his hands on slightly bent knees trying hard to catch his breathing. They had run all the way there. "Ah!" He wiped the sweat off his brow. "That was close! He would have kept us there for hours."
Touya calmed his breathing. "Is this it?"
Shindo opened the door. "Yeah, the owner's really nice... he let's me play for free."
"You can do that at my salon too..."
Hikaru turned around and with his index finger pushed at Touya's forehead. "Stop being such a hermit!" A warm smile broke out on his face. "I happen to like this place a lot, and I know you'll like the people here too. AH!" His voice grew secretive. "But there's also a guy in here that thinks he's really good, and if you beat him, he'll make you play him for hours." He grinned. "He's actually quite loud, and bossy, and- "
"WHO'S LOUD AND BOSSY?!" The spoken devil roared as his hand came down on Shindo's head and proceeded to ruffle it.
"Kawai-san!" Hikaru groaned. 'He hated it every time he did that.'
"AND YOU," he turned to Touya. "DON'T YOU DARE LISTEN TO HIM!" He blinked. "Touya Akira-san?" His eyes shifted from Hikaru back to the boy. "What are *you* doing here?"
Touya felt his pride sting before Shindo draped one arm around him and pulled him close. His rival had a sure smile on his lips while he squeezed his shoulder and said, "We're here to play team matches."
"Oh!" Kawai-san entered the establishment with them and paid his fee. "Then where's Waya-kun?"
The green eyed monster dug its talons into Touya's heavy heart.
"Waya?" Hikaru shrugged his shoulders. "Why would I know?" he answered nonchalantly as he walked deeper into the salon greeting the owner and regular customers.
The master patted Shindo's back warmly. "You brought a new friend with you," and extended his hand towards Touya. "Welcome."
Akira pressed his arms to his sides and bowed respectfully. "Thank you."
"Will you be playing the customers today?" the owner asked as he followed them to two open gobans.
"Yeah," Hikaru answered as he took a seat. "But I was thinking it could be kind of like a team match... just with two people."
The round man rested his hands on the back of the chair. "You should have brought Yoshitaka-kun with you... that way this would be a *real* team match."
One of the older men took a seat across from Touya -his voice hoarse while he chuckled. "I thought you and that boy were joined at the hip!"
Shindo laughed the comment off while a wave of anger threatened to over take Touya. 'That stab again...' Akira thought at the sudden constriction of his heart.
"You can put four stones down this time," Hikaru said to Kawai-san...
"FOUR STONES?!" He screamed as he grabbed the container for black. "DON'T INSULT ME BOY!"
He plugged a finger into his ear. "So noisy!" Shindo whined.
The old man's laughter died down slowly before it was abruptly cut off. His wise eyes stared across the board to his opponent and the dark aura which he was emitting. He swallowed hard -the gulp getting stuck in his throat as stared into the eyes of a dragon.
"Please," Touya said as he bowed before the game.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
It was dark by the time they decided to leave the Go Salon. Hikaru raised one arm and pulled it with his one hand while stretching his back. "Wasn't that a great place?"
Touya stayed silent. The truth was he'd been brooding since the first match and every loose comment after that which mentioned Waya and Hikaru had only added oil to the fire. Plainly put, he was pissed.
"Hey!" Hikaru felt the odd atmosphere. "I asked you a question."
He grabbed Hikaru's hand and pulled him along. "Come on." He said as he led the way.
"Wait!" He called back, stumbling awkwardly due to the odd pace his feet were being forced to walk. "Where are we- " but the words died at the tip of his tongue. By the indication of the large neon signs it was evident that Touya was leading him towards the love-hotel district.
A crimson blush appeared on his cheeks and threatened to compete with the fluorescent lights. "Touya," he said underneath his breath. "If someone sees us, everything we've done until now will..."
They walked into a lobby and Touya got the keys. "Is it true?" he asked as they entered the elevator.
Hikaru lowered his eyes, embarrassed. "Is what true?"
"You and Waya!" Akira slammed his palm on the lift's wall. There was a long drawn out silence before the other boy began to laugh. 'Shindo had the gall to laugh!'
"Baka..." he smiled as he raised his hands to Touya's face. "Of course not," he breathed as he brought their lips closer together.
Upstairs, inside the room, Touya's hands shook as they stripped away Hikaru's t-shirt. His strong arms snaked around his waist and pulled him close. Akira breathed him in, savoring the light scent of soap on his skin. He lowered his head and brought his lips down to his neck.
Hikaru sucked in his breath as Touya's hand began to play with his nipple. That devious tongue teased and tormented him as it traced his jaw- line. And to hear Akira's husky breathing against his ear...
Shindo's eyes closed shut as he felt that practiced hand dip within his un-zipped jeans. 'His face must have been red...' He wished the lights were out so he could ignore the gawkiness of his own motions. He always lacked the self confidence to go through with his hands in Go. Unfortunately, various encounters had proved that sex was no different. 'One of these days,' he thought to himself. 'He'd reverse the power and make Touya the uke.'
"I guess you *are* happy to meet with me again," Touya whispered wickedly into Hikaru's neck before he nipped it gently with his teeth. However, his tone turned sarcastic as he added, "Although, with the *warm* welcome you gave me a couple of days ago, I never would have thought other wise."
He groaned as Touya gave it a small hard jerk. "But we'd agreed..." he panted as his hands came up and he supported himself on his partner's shoulders.
That was true. But it was just that since their relationship was so awkward in front of others... "I want you," he professed as he stopped his actions and captured Hikaru's lips -his fingers hooking themselves on the loops of the jeans and hauling his waist closer. "I've missed you."
Hikaru followed blindly as they made their way towards the bed -articles of clothing being removed with each step they took. In the hotel room, on the white sheets, with Touya above him, he could not help but think back to the night that had started it all. He allowed his head to fall to the side as he felt his lover slink his way down his body.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The sheets lay in disarray on the floor, the mattress partially exposed, but in the middle of the bed still lounged Hikaru, a smile on his bruised lips while he watched Akira's young body zip up his pants and buckle his belt. "Touya..." he purred as he stretched pleasantly in bed. "Do you dislike my friends?"
He stopped buttoning his shirt. "What do you mean by that question?"
"Well," he said as he turned over gently, "I know you're not very sociable, but I was wondering if maybe the reason you misinterpreted my relationship- I mean my friendship with Waya," he corrected quickly upon seeing Touya's temper threatening to return, "was because you weren't familiar with them."
He pulled the sweater over his head. "But they're *your* friends," he said as if it made much sense.
He sat up. "They could be yours too, you know!"
Lunch by himself, practice in his father's group of older pros... 'The truth was he'd never dealt with anyone his own age.' Alone... always alone... "If I befriended them, wouldn't that make our relationship more difficult?"
"Akira," Hikaru called softly, that name reserved to be spoken only within those intimate walls. "Just try and be a little more sociable."
He ran his hand through his hair in frustration. "I'll try."
To be continued...
End Note: Oh! And a little message that I couldn't include at the top. To the klepto-can opener girl - You're not the only one that can see Touya as a seme ^_^ Both me and my best friend can too!
by Hikari
email: usagi_san1540@hotmail.com
Rated NC-17
Started on 02/18/03
Author's Note: Ok people... this is the censored version of chapter 3, watered down to please the management at FF.net. If you want to read the original version you can find it at Go-Luv-
Tomorrow, I start my summer internship, hence I will be pressed for personal time. This chapter is in thanks to everyone's kind reviews -written out in one day which just proves to you that thoughtful replies *can* make a difference. So keep them coming and enjoy your awaited smutty chapter. I don't know when I'll get a chance to get to chapter 4 (but maybe you guys can motivate me) ^_~
Also, and this is VERY important. "THANK YOU AISHUU!!!" (She was sweet enough to beta-read this chapter.)
Chapter 3:
"Oh... so he's not home." Akari pouted as she looked down at her crossed legs. Suddenly, her eyes grew wide. "With him?" Her voice became soft. "No, please don't tell him that I called." Her index finger twirled absent-mindedly the phone cord. "Yes. Thank you, you too..."
As she placed the receiver back in its cradle, the heaviest sigh escaped her lips. She groaned as she grabbed her pillow, pressed it to her body, before allowing gravity to pull her down fully onto her bed. Akari brought in her legs and curled herself into a loose ball. "Baka..." She pouted as her head envisioned the bleached haired boy.
It was always like this recently... and even from before, now that she thought about it. Ever since their long-awaited match Touya and Hikaru had become inseparable. 'Always spending time together... The Go Salon... The Go Center... The Go Tournaments...'
She growled aloud as she tossed the pillow aside. Why was she getting so upset? Go was his life, his passion -it was only logical that he'd want to spend time with people that could give him a challenging game. 'But *why* did it have to be Touya?' With his pretty straight hair, cut in typical bishounen manner... 'He could be mistaken for a girl. Long lashes and a slender body... a delicate collar bone and graceful neck...'
Quickly, she slapped a hand over her nose as she turned over in bed and made to grab, with outstretched fingers, the tissue box on her night stand. She tried to stop the bleeding. Why in the world had she gotten such a mental image?
"NO!" she yelled trying to push away the thoughts of Touya and Hikaru together in such an intimate situation. "Hikaru would never..." she said aloud trying to reassure herself. And then, she smiled to herself as she remembered the incidents after the Hokuto Cup. 'Yes, Touya and Hikaru had seemed inseparable after their reunion match, but upon their return from the Asian tournament...' Her spirits soared. "It's obvious they're nothing more than friends."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Touya walked hurriedly behind Hikaru. "Why don't we just go to my salon?"
"Be-cause!" The other boy turned around. "It's Sunday and I think you need a change of scenery."
He gave him a skeptical look. "Are you sure this isn't all just because of Kitajima-san?"
"Please refrain from mentioning his name in my presence." Hikaru began to walk again.
A wicked smile shaped his lips. "I guess he *does* intimidate you..."
A shiver crept up his spine as his feet refused to move. "Tou-ya..." he ground out. "Take that back!"
The preppie boy giggled softly as he ran past his rival. "No way!"
"Take it back!" Shindo yelled again, chasing after him. "Take it back or I'll make you feel sorry!"
"Neve- uhf!" He had hit something and Touya tried hard to catch his balance while his head kept spinning.
"Touya?"
Blue eyes widened miserably as he stared down at polished shoes. Slowly, he raised his head. "Ogata-san..." He swallowed hard at having been caught in such an embarrassing situation. "Sorry."
The older man's eyes moved past the bent head of his teacher's son, to the enigma that stood behind him. "Shindo..." He pushed up his glasses. "What are you two up to today?"
"Um..." a light blush was threatening to stain Touya's pale cheeks. 'To have been caught acting like a child...'
Hikaru took a step forward. "Actually, we're gonna be late for the train!" he said alarmed while grabbing a hold of Touya's hand and breaking into a run.
"Wait," Ogata-san said while his hand latched onto Touya's other arm. "I'll give you a ride."
Hikaru gave a hard tug and pulled loose Akira from the older man's grasp. "No thanks..." His cheek was twitching while he smiled. "If we run, we can make it." And so Shindo picked up his pace, dragging Touya along.
Once in front of the Go Salon, Hikaru rested his hands on slightly bent knees trying hard to catch his breathing. They had run all the way there. "Ah!" He wiped the sweat off his brow. "That was close! He would have kept us there for hours."
Touya calmed his breathing. "Is this it?"
Shindo opened the door. "Yeah, the owner's really nice... he let's me play for free."
"You can do that at my salon too..."
Hikaru turned around and with his index finger pushed at Touya's forehead. "Stop being such a hermit!" A warm smile broke out on his face. "I happen to like this place a lot, and I know you'll like the people here too. AH!" His voice grew secretive. "But there's also a guy in here that thinks he's really good, and if you beat him, he'll make you play him for hours." He grinned. "He's actually quite loud, and bossy, and- "
"WHO'S LOUD AND BOSSY?!" The spoken devil roared as his hand came down on Shindo's head and proceeded to ruffle it.
"Kawai-san!" Hikaru groaned. 'He hated it every time he did that.'
"AND YOU," he turned to Touya. "DON'T YOU DARE LISTEN TO HIM!" He blinked. "Touya Akira-san?" His eyes shifted from Hikaru back to the boy. "What are *you* doing here?"
Touya felt his pride sting before Shindo draped one arm around him and pulled him close. His rival had a sure smile on his lips while he squeezed his shoulder and said, "We're here to play team matches."
"Oh!" Kawai-san entered the establishment with them and paid his fee. "Then where's Waya-kun?"
The green eyed monster dug its talons into Touya's heavy heart.
"Waya?" Hikaru shrugged his shoulders. "Why would I know?" he answered nonchalantly as he walked deeper into the salon greeting the owner and regular customers.
The master patted Shindo's back warmly. "You brought a new friend with you," and extended his hand towards Touya. "Welcome."
Akira pressed his arms to his sides and bowed respectfully. "Thank you."
"Will you be playing the customers today?" the owner asked as he followed them to two open gobans.
"Yeah," Hikaru answered as he took a seat. "But I was thinking it could be kind of like a team match... just with two people."
The round man rested his hands on the back of the chair. "You should have brought Yoshitaka-kun with you... that way this would be a *real* team match."
One of the older men took a seat across from Touya -his voice hoarse while he chuckled. "I thought you and that boy were joined at the hip!"
Shindo laughed the comment off while a wave of anger threatened to over take Touya. 'That stab again...' Akira thought at the sudden constriction of his heart.
"You can put four stones down this time," Hikaru said to Kawai-san...
"FOUR STONES?!" He screamed as he grabbed the container for black. "DON'T INSULT ME BOY!"
He plugged a finger into his ear. "So noisy!" Shindo whined.
The old man's laughter died down slowly before it was abruptly cut off. His wise eyes stared across the board to his opponent and the dark aura which he was emitting. He swallowed hard -the gulp getting stuck in his throat as stared into the eyes of a dragon.
"Please," Touya said as he bowed before the game.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
It was dark by the time they decided to leave the Go Salon. Hikaru raised one arm and pulled it with his one hand while stretching his back. "Wasn't that a great place?"
Touya stayed silent. The truth was he'd been brooding since the first match and every loose comment after that which mentioned Waya and Hikaru had only added oil to the fire. Plainly put, he was pissed.
"Hey!" Hikaru felt the odd atmosphere. "I asked you a question."
He grabbed Hikaru's hand and pulled him along. "Come on." He said as he led the way.
"Wait!" He called back, stumbling awkwardly due to the odd pace his feet were being forced to walk. "Where are we- " but the words died at the tip of his tongue. By the indication of the large neon signs it was evident that Touya was leading him towards the love-hotel district.
A crimson blush appeared on his cheeks and threatened to compete with the fluorescent lights. "Touya," he said underneath his breath. "If someone sees us, everything we've done until now will..."
They walked into a lobby and Touya got the keys. "Is it true?" he asked as they entered the elevator.
Hikaru lowered his eyes, embarrassed. "Is what true?"
"You and Waya!" Akira slammed his palm on the lift's wall. There was a long drawn out silence before the other boy began to laugh. 'Shindo had the gall to laugh!'
"Baka..." he smiled as he raised his hands to Touya's face. "Of course not," he breathed as he brought their lips closer together.
Upstairs, inside the room, Touya's hands shook as they stripped away Hikaru's t-shirt. His strong arms snaked around his waist and pulled him close. Akira breathed him in, savoring the light scent of soap on his skin. He lowered his head and brought his lips down to his neck.
Hikaru sucked in his breath as Touya's hand began to play with his nipple. That devious tongue teased and tormented him as it traced his jaw- line. And to hear Akira's husky breathing against his ear...
Shindo's eyes closed shut as he felt that practiced hand dip within his un-zipped jeans. 'His face must have been red...' He wished the lights were out so he could ignore the gawkiness of his own motions. He always lacked the self confidence to go through with his hands in Go. Unfortunately, various encounters had proved that sex was no different. 'One of these days,' he thought to himself. 'He'd reverse the power and make Touya the uke.'
"I guess you *are* happy to meet with me again," Touya whispered wickedly into Hikaru's neck before he nipped it gently with his teeth. However, his tone turned sarcastic as he added, "Although, with the *warm* welcome you gave me a couple of days ago, I never would have thought other wise."
He groaned as Touya gave it a small hard jerk. "But we'd agreed..." he panted as his hands came up and he supported himself on his partner's shoulders.
That was true. But it was just that since their relationship was so awkward in front of others... "I want you," he professed as he stopped his actions and captured Hikaru's lips -his fingers hooking themselves on the loops of the jeans and hauling his waist closer. "I've missed you."
Hikaru followed blindly as they made their way towards the bed -articles of clothing being removed with each step they took. In the hotel room, on the white sheets, with Touya above him, he could not help but think back to the night that had started it all. He allowed his head to fall to the side as he felt his lover slink his way down his body.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The sheets lay in disarray on the floor, the mattress partially exposed, but in the middle of the bed still lounged Hikaru, a smile on his bruised lips while he watched Akira's young body zip up his pants and buckle his belt. "Touya..." he purred as he stretched pleasantly in bed. "Do you dislike my friends?"
He stopped buttoning his shirt. "What do you mean by that question?"
"Well," he said as he turned over gently, "I know you're not very sociable, but I was wondering if maybe the reason you misinterpreted my relationship- I mean my friendship with Waya," he corrected quickly upon seeing Touya's temper threatening to return, "was because you weren't familiar with them."
He pulled the sweater over his head. "But they're *your* friends," he said as if it made much sense.
He sat up. "They could be yours too, you know!"
Lunch by himself, practice in his father's group of older pros... 'The truth was he'd never dealt with anyone his own age.' Alone... always alone... "If I befriended them, wouldn't that make our relationship more difficult?"
"Akira," Hikaru called softly, that name reserved to be spoken only within those intimate walls. "Just try and be a little more sociable."
He ran his hand through his hair in frustration. "I'll try."
To be continued...
End Note: Oh! And a little message that I couldn't include at the top. To the klepto-can opener girl - You're not the only one that can see Touya as a seme ^_^ Both me and my best friend can too!
