Title: Finding One's Life
Rating: PG13 ((? for now at least *wink*))
Pairing: Akira/Hikaru , Hikaru/?
Warnings: same as chapter one
Chapter 2
Robin smiled slightly. "Well, that's a start."
"Shindo and I were 'making out'." Akira blushed lightly again. ((A/N: there's a reason he's said this to her so soon which will be explained later)) "But I can't like him that way."
"Why not?" Robin asked.
Akira shook his head a bit, not wanting to say it. "I just... can't."
"Hikaru." Kenji said.
"Huh?" Hikaru left his thoughts.
"I think it's about time to join Robin at her booth."
"Hai." The boys walked back to the table where Akira and Robin sat. Kenji sat next to Robin, leaving Hikaru to sit next to Akira.
"So what do you think of this place?" Hikaru asked Akira, looking at him.
"It's... interesting." Akira replied, glancing at Robin.
"I take it you and Robin talked?" Hikaru asked.
"Hai."
"Then you know what else this club is?"
"Hai. Why did you come here?"
"Ah... I'll tell you later."
Akira looked at Hikaru, wondering why he could have come here.
"So. How have you been since you last came here?" Robin asked of Hikaru, getting Hikaru into a conversation with her and Kenji.
Akira took the opportunity to look at Hikaru. Actually look at him. And he wondered if his dream was anything like how it would actually be. He wanted to look away. To stop his thoughts. To forget about the dream. But as much as he tried, he just couldn't. ^Why? Why do I have to have these feelings for you?^
Akira blinked, wondering what feelings. He had a dream... ^How *do* I feel?^ Akira thought about it, while looking at Hikaru. ^I feel like I want to hold him. Or kiss him. But I also feel the need to know why he came here. Why was he upset?^
It was then that Akira forced himself to look away. If he didn't, he would have hugged the boy. Just thinking about Hikaru being upset made him feel... what? Sad too? He was upset that he couldn't make Hikaru happy, but he knew that it wasn't his place to do so.
Akira's thoughts moved again, and he closed his eyes. Sitting this close to Hikaru... he could almost feel the other boy's movements every now and then. It made him once again remember his dream. The sensual caresses, the hot breath, the-" Akira's eyes flew open. "What time is it?"
The three looked at Akira, surprised by his sudden outburst. Robin looked at her watch. "It's 12:30... why?"
"Shindo, it's about time to head back." Akira said, but didn't look at him.
Hikaru blinked at him. "Hai."
The thoughts, the images, still wouldn't leave his mind. He got up and headed towards the door, trying to think of anything but the boy following next to him.
Hikaru was a little worried. Akira looked upset. Was it the fact Hikaru danced with Kenji? Did it affect him that much? "Touya."
Akira looked at Hikaru.
Hikaru was a little surprised at the look in Akira's eyes. He didn't really know what it was that was different, only that it was. Hikaru found his voice again. "Are you okay?"
Akira looked away. "I'm fine."
"Well, if there is anything..." Hikaru paused. "I do consider you as my friend..."
Akira looked back at him. "You do?"
Hikaru gasped when those eyes looked back at him. He was serious again. He looked the same way he did before a match. "Y-yes..." Hikaru answered.
Akira looked forward again. "Let's go back." He started walking again towards his house.
Hikaru uncomfortably followed. What was the cause for his sudden change of mood? ^Did I say something wrong?^ Hikaru decided to just forget it for now.
When they got back to the house, Yashiro was there, waiting on the porch. Hikaru and Akira were quiet after that uncomfortable feeling they both got. The rest of the day was spent playing go.
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The Hokuto Cup didn't go so well. Hikaru was, to say the least, miserable. ^Stupid... I have... Sai, I have... I wanted to get back at him for what he said about you, but I failed...^ Hikaru's mind could barely register Akira saying that it wasn't the end.
He stood up, and followed Akira. Since he got older, he didn't cry over loosing a match... but this time... he was internally crying. Crying for his loss to that *guy*. Crying for his lost friend.
They were dropped off at Akira's house, seeing as how Hikaru left his things there to get now. Hikaru looked at Akira after getting his things. "Can you walk me home?"
"What?" Akira asked. He was surprised, but in a way it made sense. Hikaru was still upset.
"Please, Touya?" ^Please... I want to spend some extra alone time with you...^
"Okay." Just seeing his face, Akira had to. No matter what his denial of feelings towards Hikaru tried.
Hikaru looked slightly happier. "Thank you."
Akira didn't say anything, just walked with Hikaru. He was so lost in his own denial, trying to convince himself that these feeling were only temporary and that-
"-you see that I love you..."
Hikaru had whispered it so softly, it was amazing Akira heard it. Akira stopped suddenly. "What?!"
Hikaru stopped when he heard that. "What?" He was a little confused at his outburst.
"You... you just said that you loved me."
Hikaru paled slightly. "I did?"
Akira looked away, having himself assured it *was* himself Hikaru meant by 'you'. "I..." Akira caught himself and looked at Hikaru again with a serious, but emotionless expression. "I can't love you back. I doubt I ever will."
Hikaru turned his head away, to hide the few tears that escaped. He knew Akira probably wouldn't have returned his feelings, but just hearing it... he closed his eyes. ^For the second time today I screwed up! Damnit!^ "I'm sorry." He said and continued back to his house.
Akira stood there, a little bit, watching him. He did the right thing... right? ^Then why do I feel like I'm loosing a part of me?^ He turned around and started heading back to his own house.
Hikaru was even more miserable than he was before. He lost his friendship with Akira. And while he would still have people around him, he would feel alone. He stopped and looked up. ^About as alone as I am now.^ He felt as if he needed someone... if only for a bit. He thought about that for a while. Who could he go to? ^Maybe I should go to...^ He blinked as a drop of water hit his forehead. No surprise it was starting to rain now.
He started walking again. It would take a while to go to either his house or the place he was thinking of... and it was already 10... ^What?! Where did the time go?!^
He sighed and continued to walk. Unfortunately, the longer he walked, the heavier the rain fell. It wasn't that bad in the beginning, but by the time he reached the house, it was pouring. He was wet and cold, and he knew if he didn't get inside soon and get warm and dry, he would get sick.
He walked to the window and tapped on it.
Mitani was woken by the sound of a tapping on his window. He sat up suddenly, and looked. Not seeing anyone from his family tapping on it, he got out of his bed and turned on the light to see who it was. He opened the window and let Hikaru in. "Hi-... what are you-... you're soaking wet!"
"Yean." Hikaru shivered, still cold. "It is raining after all."
"What the hell were you thinking?" And without waiting for an answer, Mitani grabbed some clean clothes and half dragged Hikaru to the bathroom, giving him the clothes. "There's an extra towel in here. Use it. When you're done, come back to my room." Mitani said before leaving Hikaru.
He walked back to his room, wondering what Hikaru was doing here, why he came here while it was raining. He thought perhaps he... ^No, there's probably another explanation. He hasn't seen me in years. There's no way. But then why do I still like him?^ Mitani was reminded of when Kishimoto told him to just forget him... and he couldn't.
````````((memory)) "I can't just forget him."
"You've only tried for a week. Give it time."
"You don't understand..."
Kishimoto narrowed his eyes slightly at his friend. "I *do* understand."
"What do you mean?"
Kishimoto sighed. "It's nothing. Forget it." ``````````
"Thank you, Mitani." Hikaru said, bringing Mitani out of his memory.
"Okay. Now you have to tell me why you're here."
"I forgot the key to my house, and my parents won't be back until tomorrow. Your house was the closest, and it's obviously raining."
"Fine." Mitani opened his closet and grabbed an extra pillow and blanket. "You can sleep here. On the floor." He turned off the light and went back into his own bed.
Hikaru put the pillow on the floor and wrapped himself in the blanket, before lying down. He tossed. And turned. And shivered.
Mitani, getting annoyed of the sound of Hikaru moving around, spoke up. "What is it?"
"Your floor is hard... and cold... and-"
Mitani growled lightly. "Just get into the damn bed." He said and moved over a little hoping now to get some sleep. He felt the slight dip in the bed as Hikaru crawled in.
They both just lay there for a bit, Hikaru falling into a light sleep, and Mitani couldn't go back to sleep. He just lay there, quietly.
Mitani jerked his arm away when he felt a sudden coldness on it, and looked to see what it was. He felt the coldness again, and realized it was Hikaru's hand! His skin was ice cold!
Hikaru felt the warmth and leaned into it.
Mitani felt the sleeping boy move closer, wrapping his arms around his own, and curling his leg around one of his. Hikaru had taken the whole left side of Mitani.
"Hikaru." Mitani said, but the boy did not move. Whether he was awake or asleep, Mitani did not know. He just lay there, warming Hikaru with their closeness and liking the feel of it.
Hikaru snuggled closer, breathing softly on Mitani's neck. Mitani closed his eyes, forcing himself not to do anything. Once again, Hikaru was oblivious. And Mitani... damn his body, this was innocent, this was-
Hikaru lightly kissed his neck.
Rating: PG13 ((? for now at least *wink*))
Pairing: Akira/Hikaru , Hikaru/?
Warnings: same as chapter one
Chapter 2
Robin smiled slightly. "Well, that's a start."
"Shindo and I were 'making out'." Akira blushed lightly again. ((A/N: there's a reason he's said this to her so soon which will be explained later)) "But I can't like him that way."
"Why not?" Robin asked.
Akira shook his head a bit, not wanting to say it. "I just... can't."
"Hikaru." Kenji said.
"Huh?" Hikaru left his thoughts.
"I think it's about time to join Robin at her booth."
"Hai." The boys walked back to the table where Akira and Robin sat. Kenji sat next to Robin, leaving Hikaru to sit next to Akira.
"So what do you think of this place?" Hikaru asked Akira, looking at him.
"It's... interesting." Akira replied, glancing at Robin.
"I take it you and Robin talked?" Hikaru asked.
"Hai."
"Then you know what else this club is?"
"Hai. Why did you come here?"
"Ah... I'll tell you later."
Akira looked at Hikaru, wondering why he could have come here.
"So. How have you been since you last came here?" Robin asked of Hikaru, getting Hikaru into a conversation with her and Kenji.
Akira took the opportunity to look at Hikaru. Actually look at him. And he wondered if his dream was anything like how it would actually be. He wanted to look away. To stop his thoughts. To forget about the dream. But as much as he tried, he just couldn't. ^Why? Why do I have to have these feelings for you?^
Akira blinked, wondering what feelings. He had a dream... ^How *do* I feel?^ Akira thought about it, while looking at Hikaru. ^I feel like I want to hold him. Or kiss him. But I also feel the need to know why he came here. Why was he upset?^
It was then that Akira forced himself to look away. If he didn't, he would have hugged the boy. Just thinking about Hikaru being upset made him feel... what? Sad too? He was upset that he couldn't make Hikaru happy, but he knew that it wasn't his place to do so.
Akira's thoughts moved again, and he closed his eyes. Sitting this close to Hikaru... he could almost feel the other boy's movements every now and then. It made him once again remember his dream. The sensual caresses, the hot breath, the-" Akira's eyes flew open. "What time is it?"
The three looked at Akira, surprised by his sudden outburst. Robin looked at her watch. "It's 12:30... why?"
"Shindo, it's about time to head back." Akira said, but didn't look at him.
Hikaru blinked at him. "Hai."
The thoughts, the images, still wouldn't leave his mind. He got up and headed towards the door, trying to think of anything but the boy following next to him.
Hikaru was a little worried. Akira looked upset. Was it the fact Hikaru danced with Kenji? Did it affect him that much? "Touya."
Akira looked at Hikaru.
Hikaru was a little surprised at the look in Akira's eyes. He didn't really know what it was that was different, only that it was. Hikaru found his voice again. "Are you okay?"
Akira looked away. "I'm fine."
"Well, if there is anything..." Hikaru paused. "I do consider you as my friend..."
Akira looked back at him. "You do?"
Hikaru gasped when those eyes looked back at him. He was serious again. He looked the same way he did before a match. "Y-yes..." Hikaru answered.
Akira looked forward again. "Let's go back." He started walking again towards his house.
Hikaru uncomfortably followed. What was the cause for his sudden change of mood? ^Did I say something wrong?^ Hikaru decided to just forget it for now.
When they got back to the house, Yashiro was there, waiting on the porch. Hikaru and Akira were quiet after that uncomfortable feeling they both got. The rest of the day was spent playing go.
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The Hokuto Cup didn't go so well. Hikaru was, to say the least, miserable. ^Stupid... I have... Sai, I have... I wanted to get back at him for what he said about you, but I failed...^ Hikaru's mind could barely register Akira saying that it wasn't the end.
He stood up, and followed Akira. Since he got older, he didn't cry over loosing a match... but this time... he was internally crying. Crying for his loss to that *guy*. Crying for his lost friend.
They were dropped off at Akira's house, seeing as how Hikaru left his things there to get now. Hikaru looked at Akira after getting his things. "Can you walk me home?"
"What?" Akira asked. He was surprised, but in a way it made sense. Hikaru was still upset.
"Please, Touya?" ^Please... I want to spend some extra alone time with you...^
"Okay." Just seeing his face, Akira had to. No matter what his denial of feelings towards Hikaru tried.
Hikaru looked slightly happier. "Thank you."
Akira didn't say anything, just walked with Hikaru. He was so lost in his own denial, trying to convince himself that these feeling were only temporary and that-
"-you see that I love you..."
Hikaru had whispered it so softly, it was amazing Akira heard it. Akira stopped suddenly. "What?!"
Hikaru stopped when he heard that. "What?" He was a little confused at his outburst.
"You... you just said that you loved me."
Hikaru paled slightly. "I did?"
Akira looked away, having himself assured it *was* himself Hikaru meant by 'you'. "I..." Akira caught himself and looked at Hikaru again with a serious, but emotionless expression. "I can't love you back. I doubt I ever will."
Hikaru turned his head away, to hide the few tears that escaped. He knew Akira probably wouldn't have returned his feelings, but just hearing it... he closed his eyes. ^For the second time today I screwed up! Damnit!^ "I'm sorry." He said and continued back to his house.
Akira stood there, a little bit, watching him. He did the right thing... right? ^Then why do I feel like I'm loosing a part of me?^ He turned around and started heading back to his own house.
Hikaru was even more miserable than he was before. He lost his friendship with Akira. And while he would still have people around him, he would feel alone. He stopped and looked up. ^About as alone as I am now.^ He felt as if he needed someone... if only for a bit. He thought about that for a while. Who could he go to? ^Maybe I should go to...^ He blinked as a drop of water hit his forehead. No surprise it was starting to rain now.
He started walking again. It would take a while to go to either his house or the place he was thinking of... and it was already 10... ^What?! Where did the time go?!^
He sighed and continued to walk. Unfortunately, the longer he walked, the heavier the rain fell. It wasn't that bad in the beginning, but by the time he reached the house, it was pouring. He was wet and cold, and he knew if he didn't get inside soon and get warm and dry, he would get sick.
He walked to the window and tapped on it.
Mitani was woken by the sound of a tapping on his window. He sat up suddenly, and looked. Not seeing anyone from his family tapping on it, he got out of his bed and turned on the light to see who it was. He opened the window and let Hikaru in. "Hi-... what are you-... you're soaking wet!"
"Yean." Hikaru shivered, still cold. "It is raining after all."
"What the hell were you thinking?" And without waiting for an answer, Mitani grabbed some clean clothes and half dragged Hikaru to the bathroom, giving him the clothes. "There's an extra towel in here. Use it. When you're done, come back to my room." Mitani said before leaving Hikaru.
He walked back to his room, wondering what Hikaru was doing here, why he came here while it was raining. He thought perhaps he... ^No, there's probably another explanation. He hasn't seen me in years. There's no way. But then why do I still like him?^ Mitani was reminded of when Kishimoto told him to just forget him... and he couldn't.
````````((memory)) "I can't just forget him."
"You've only tried for a week. Give it time."
"You don't understand..."
Kishimoto narrowed his eyes slightly at his friend. "I *do* understand."
"What do you mean?"
Kishimoto sighed. "It's nothing. Forget it." ``````````
"Thank you, Mitani." Hikaru said, bringing Mitani out of his memory.
"Okay. Now you have to tell me why you're here."
"I forgot the key to my house, and my parents won't be back until tomorrow. Your house was the closest, and it's obviously raining."
"Fine." Mitani opened his closet and grabbed an extra pillow and blanket. "You can sleep here. On the floor." He turned off the light and went back into his own bed.
Hikaru put the pillow on the floor and wrapped himself in the blanket, before lying down. He tossed. And turned. And shivered.
Mitani, getting annoyed of the sound of Hikaru moving around, spoke up. "What is it?"
"Your floor is hard... and cold... and-"
Mitani growled lightly. "Just get into the damn bed." He said and moved over a little hoping now to get some sleep. He felt the slight dip in the bed as Hikaru crawled in.
They both just lay there for a bit, Hikaru falling into a light sleep, and Mitani couldn't go back to sleep. He just lay there, quietly.
Mitani jerked his arm away when he felt a sudden coldness on it, and looked to see what it was. He felt the coldness again, and realized it was Hikaru's hand! His skin was ice cold!
Hikaru felt the warmth and leaned into it.
Mitani felt the sleeping boy move closer, wrapping his arms around his own, and curling his leg around one of his. Hikaru had taken the whole left side of Mitani.
"Hikaru." Mitani said, but the boy did not move. Whether he was awake or asleep, Mitani did not know. He just lay there, warming Hikaru with their closeness and liking the feel of it.
Hikaru snuggled closer, breathing softly on Mitani's neck. Mitani closed his eyes, forcing himself not to do anything. Once again, Hikaru was oblivious. And Mitani... damn his body, this was innocent, this was-
Hikaru lightly kissed his neck.