5.5.04 - Happy HikaGo Day, everyone!! Actually, this will probably go up tomorrow, due to unforeseen difficulties… details at the end. :D

Later on in this chapter, the boys need to find a means of transportation. My friend Mab suggested, "Have Waya swing in and give them an elephant."
I just looked at her strangely and said that Waya was already there and that was impossible. So she said to have Tarzan swing in instead. Again, I looked at her strangely. "Tarzan…??"
"Well, he and Waya both wear wifebeaters," she defended.
I just stared at her for a moment. "Tarzan DOESN'T wear shirts!!"
"Well, just… they ARE alike!!"
Finally, I shouted, "WAYA DOES NOT HAVE AN ELEPHANT!!!"
I'm sure that a few people were staring at us by then. This took place in the acting room during lunch when a good chunk of the acting population of our school was there.
Then again, that's sort of a normal occurrence when it comes to us…

Anyway, here's the new chapter. There's quite a bit of odd stuff in here, even by my standards, so just check what I say about them in the commentary before criticizing me or anything. ;;

The Camping Trip of DOOM!!
By Umeko
Chapter Four: " A Go Parlor… we are home… CHARTER BUS!!"

Isumi stood, arms crossed and eye twitching. He stared down at the two sleeping figures in front of him: Akira, curled up against his goban (which, Isumi noted, had been missing the day before), and Hikaru, sprawled out across the bed, clutching his fan tightly. Surrounding them were various food crumbs, wrappers, and eating utensils. He should have known better than to leave them unattended.

YEAH! SUCK IT UP, ISUMI!!!

"Well…" Waya sighed, "are you going to kick them awake again?"

Isumi shook his head. "No, that was terribly out of character for me yesterday. You do it. No wait," Isumi held out a hand as Waya got ready. "That'll just toss the trash everywhere and make a big mess."

"What do you propose we do, then?"

The older pro thought for a bit, then seemed to make up his mind. Opening his mouth, he said, "Hey, is that Sai?"

"WHERE?!" Immediately, Hikaru and Akira popped out of bed and looked around, then frowned when they only saw Isumi and Waya.

"Oh… that was not funny, Isumi-san," Hikaru pouted.

"Neither is that big mess there," Isumi retorted. "Do you want to go to breakfast, or was your little party last night enough?"

"What?!" Hikaru looked around the bed. "Crap, Touya! You were supposed to clean up the evidence!!"

Akira ran his hands through his messy hair. "No, that was supposed to be you."

"I fell asleep!"

"Well, so did I!!"

"Please don't fight so early in the morning…" Waya groaned, rubbing his temples. "Just clean up and get dressed so that we can get going, savvy?"

Hikaru and Akira nodded solemnly and proceeded to pick up their mess. Suddenly, Akira stopped. "Hey, my goban is here!"

Hikaru rolled his eyes. "Great observation, Touya. You must have had it with you the entire time."

"But I didn't."

"How did it get here, then?"

"How am I supposed to know?!"

"Because it's your goban!"

"But it was stolen yesterday!"

"Maybe you're going blind."

Akira gasped as he dropped the trash into a wastebin. "Do you think so?"

"I don't- wait. That would mean that…"

"If I go blind…"

"…You won't be able to play Go!"

They stood and stared at each other for a few moments, not moving. Finally, Waya came back in, glaring. "What are you two doing?! Get moving!"

"Oh, right!!" So they got dressed at lightspeed and went downstairs for their continental breakfast! HOORAH!!

---

"It's a good thing this breakfast is free," Isumi groaned as he chose a bagel. Hikaru and Akira giggled nervously, knowing all too well that the statement was directed towards them.

"So, uh…" Akira peered at the plate of doughnuts. "Where will we be going after this?"

"The sports store down the street," Waya answered.

Hikaru also inspected the doughnuts, then grinned at his rival. Akira shook his head furiously, then turned back to Waya, forcing a smile. "Ah… what for?"

"To buy a pair of oars. We're going upstream today, anyway."

"Ah. I should probably buy a backpack or something, since my go-" He stopped abruptly as Hikaru pressed a jelly doughnut into his hand. "Shindo!" he hissed.

"Do it, Touya!" Hikaru whispered back.

Grinning nervously at Waya and Isumi, Akira turned around to face Hikaru. "I'm not doing this, Shindo! We've already gotten in trouble today!"

"Come on, Touya!" He grabbed a cream doughnut. "Look, I'll do it too, okay?"

Isumi blinked, trying to hear what they were conversing about. "Uh… you two…?"

"Give it up, Shindo!" Akira suddenly shouted, aiming the doughnut at his rival and squeezing. Red jelly oozed out of the pastry and over his hands. "Ew!"

Hikaru's face fell. "Aww, it didn't work… well, it was aimed at my face, but-"

"Of course it didn't work, Shindo! This is real life, not a cartoon!"

Isumi slapped his forehead. "Are you two trying to be annoying on purpose?"

"No!" Akira quickly exclaimed, at the same time that Hikaru shouted, "Yes!"

Several businessmen , CEOs, and foreign ambassadors shook their heads in disgust, wondering how a group of rude, noisy teenage kids were able to afford staying in such a high-class five-star hotel. Then they turned back to enjoying their English muffins with marmalade and Honey Dijon mustard.

"Oh, Jesus Christ!" Waya stomped over and snatched Hikaru's fan. "Give me that!"

Hikaru was frozen in a state of shock, staring at his empty hands. Finally he yelled, "Hey! Waya!!"

"I'm taking this, Shindo."

"WHY?!"

"You can get it back after breakfast!" he scolded. "But only if you and Touya stop goofing off!"

Hikaru glared at Akira, fuming. "You better not mess this up, Touya!"

"Me? You're the one who started it!"

"Just eat, you two," Isumi sighed, realizing that he had accidentally cooked his bagel too long, and it was not burned to charcoal.

Scoffing, Hikaru turned on his heel to get himself some breakfast. He tossed the cream doughnut back on the tray, but Akira quickly picked it back up, because the businessmen, CEOs, and foreign ambassadors were glaring at the contaminated nut of dough.

So they had a grand ol' time eating their continental breakfast. Isumi discovered the magical toasting machine that has a conveyor belt and always toasts to perfection. So he dumped the toaster and the toaster was sad because it was in love with Isumi. So Isumi had a bagel, fresh fruit, and coffee. But it wasn't black coffee because he doesn't drink black coffee like Arima's Cousin. Waya had cereal and toast. Hikaru had a few doughnuts, and Akira ate the single doughnut that Hikaru forced in his mouth because he doesn't like to eat.

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"Can we stop somewhere where I can buy a backpack first?" Akira asked once the four had checked out and were walking down the sidewalk. Shifting the goban to his other arm, he added, "I can't carry this the whole way like this."

Waya grunted. "Touya, we're going to a sports store. I'm sure they sell backpacks there."

"Hey, it's a Go parlor!" Hikaru suddenly shouted, stopping in his tracks. The other three stopped as well and gazed lovingly up at the sign that read "Igo."

Finally, Isumi shook himself out of the trance. "We can't go in, guys. We need a good part of the day to row upstream."

"Aww…" Reluctantly, they turned away from the Go parlor and continued to the sports store that was right next door.

Once they were inside, Akira looked around the store curiously. "I've never been to a sports store before."

"Well, yeah." Hikaru rolled his eyes. "I can't really imagine you going into a sports store under normal circumstances, Touya."

"Here, Shindo, take this. I'm going to look at the backpacks." He pushed the goban into Hikaru's arms.

"He-hey!"

"Waya and I are going to go look for a decent pair of oars," Isumi announced. "You two behave."

Waya cocked an eyebrow at Hikaru and Akira before following Isumi to the back.

Groaning, Hikaru set the goban on the floor. "Jeez…"

"Shindo!" Akira whipped around to face his rival. "Be careful with that! Don't just drop it on the floor like that!"

"I didn't drop it, I carefully placed it on the floor."

"Oh, right, I'm sure."

"Why would I drop your goban?!"

"Because you burned it!"

"I wha-" Hikaru paused. "What the hell, I told you that no one burned your goban!!"

"Right… and how can you prove that?"

Hikaru scowled and pointed to the goban very… pointedly. "Does it look burned?!"

"No…"

"Then it's not!!"

"Okay, jeez!!" Akira turned back to looking at the backpacks. "Just leave me alone now, okay?"

"Leave you alone? You're the one who started it!"

"Whatever."

In a huff, Hikaru stomped over to a random part of the store to look at something that was not Touya Akira. He just happened to come a rack of jerseys, all emblazoned with the number 5, so he was happy.

Ten minutes later, the four exited the store, Isumi and Waya each carrying an oar and Akira with some crazy huge camping backpack with all sorts of hooks, straps, and carabiners that he definitely did not need. And, despite urgings against it, Hikaru had bought a little packet of chocolate energy sauce or something. The other three were careful to keep themselves a good distance away from him as he was consuming it, playing with his fan (which Waya had returned while no one was looking).

Finally, they reached the clearing where they had landed, and Hikaru ran around in circles, giggling madly. The others ignored him, however, because…

"My canoe is gone!" Isumi exclaimed, beginning to panic. "I left it right there, and now it's gone!!"

Akira sighed. "Well, this is a public place. It was kind of stupid to leave your canoe sitting out here."

"Shut up, Touya!" Waya growled. "What were we supposed to do with it?!"

Akira shrugged, not caring too much, and entertained himself by sitting down and watching his rival's sugarhigh antics.

"So… what are we going to do, Isumi-san?"

Isumi looked down at the oars sullenly. "I have no idea. I'm not going to buy a new canoe, and I'm not sure how productive it would be to report the theft to the police…"

They stood there for a second.

"We could return the oars and then take the subway back," Waya suggested.

"Our campsite is in the middle of the woods. The subway won't take us there."

"Bullet train?"

"That's not much better."

"Uh… taxi?"

"I'm not paying the fare for a three-hour ride, Waya."

There was another long pause. "…Maybe we could rent a charter bus?"

Isumi turned to look at his friend. "Is that even possible?"

"I don't see why not. And it can't cost much more than there oars, which cost-"

"Please don't remind me," Isumi sighed. "All right, we can try that. But how are we going to find a charter bus to rent?"

Shrugging, Waya said, "We can ask around. And in the meantime, we can have some fun in the city. It's not every day you get to go to Nagano."

"Fun? Like what…?"

---

"Welcome!" The young woman behind the front counter beamed at the boys. "Is this your first time here?"

"Here, yes," Isumi replied, digging out his wallet.

By this time, Hikaru had calmed down from his sugar rush and was… eerily calm. "Ahh…" he sighed, closing his eyes. "I've missed going to Go parlors…"

Akira nodded in agreement, drowning himself in the rhythmic sounds of stones being placed on goban…s. "Why did we go camping, anyway?"

"You asked that in the very first sentence, Touya," Waya grunted. "Now get over here and pay the entrance fee."

So everyone paid their entrance fees. They paid X00 yen. Hoorah.

As soon as they walked into the playing room, however, everything went quiet. They briefly wondered what was going on before their questions were answered for them.

"Wow! It's Touya Akira 3-dan!"

"Shindo Hikaru Sho-dan, too!"

"And that's Waya Yoshitaka and Isumi Shinichiro…!!!"

"But Touya-sensei and Shindo-sensei…!!"

"What's the big deal commotion over a sho-dan?" asked some random man who was mildly uneducated regarding the Go pro world and was probably also related to Kitajima in some way. "I understand about Touya, but-"

Then everyone began chewing him out because Hikaru's just THAT cool. After that was done, they went back to their mad rave.

"It is an honor to have you here, Touya-sensei, Shindo-sensei!"

"Would you mind a game of Shidougo?"

"I want to play Touya-sensei!"

"I'll play Shindo-sensei!"

"Wait, I wanted to play them!"

Waya and Isumi, meanwhile, were wondering what had possessed them to bring two prodigies to a Go parlor when they would be obviously and blatantly ignored.

Well, they weren't blatantly ignored, because soon all four of them were playing Shidougo, though the majority of the customers were crowded around Hikaru and Akira's boards.

And that's how our favorite Go boys spent their afternoon. They were even given a free lunch! Isn't being a Go pro just GRAND?!

By four o' clock, Hikaru and Akira had somehow gravitated towards the same board, and began to play a game with each other.

Now, just like in the first chapter, the details of the game will be omitted completely.

But for the first time in this fic, Hikaru and Akira…

…WILL DISCUSS THEIR GAME!!!

"This was a good hand right here," Akira said, pointing to the board. "This hand would have been better, though…"

"Yeah, but that would have left this shape up here open to attack," Hikaru countered.

"But you would have only gained five moku here! You would have gained ten over here!"

"Oh yeah, what about THIS here?!" Hikaru jabbed his finger onto the board in a completely random spot.

"…What are you doing? That's completely irrelevant!"

"YOU'RE completely irrelevant, Touya!"

"What in the world does THAT mean?!"

Waya and Isumi shook their heads as the customers began to get really freaked out.

Hikaru and Akira, meanwhile, continued to go over the game while screaming their heads off.

"This, right here! This move was unbelievably moronic, Touya!!"

"Do you even know what you're saying?! If I hadn't gone there, you would have attacked over here!!"

Hikaru paused and peered at the board. "Oh, hey, you're right!"

"Argh!" Akira slapped his forehead in frustration. "That's what I've been trying to TELL you!!"

Frowning in concentration, Hikaru continued. "And then after that if would go like this… and then keima here… then here… and tsuke… Hey! That works!!"

"Of course it does!!" Akira leaned back in his chair and sighed. "You're so obnoxious."

Hikaru just made a face at Akira and turned away.

"Well, I think we should get going," Isumi said, checking his watch. "It's getting kind of late, and we want to get back to the campsite before it's too dark. Now we just have to find a charter bus or something…"

"Oh! I drive a charter bus!" shouted some man because you can always happen to find the transportation you need at a Go parlor. "I'll take you boys wherever you want for free!!"

"YAY!!!" the four boys cheered.

So they all piled into the charter bus and began their fun ride back to the campsite!

---

Now, in case it wasn't too clear, Hikaru, Akira, Waya, and Isumi are now riding on a charter bus that is empty except for them and the driver, who shall henceforth be known as… um… Oke.

"Woo, charter bus!" Waya cheered, lunging into the seats.

Akira raised an eyebrow. "What's the big deal about charter buses?"

Hikaru, who had been sitting behind Akira, vaulted over the seat backs into the seat next to him. "Are you kidding, Touya? Look!" He pointed to a screen on the ceiling near the front of the bus. "There's a TV!!"

"And… is that all?"

"There's also reading lights and reclining seat backs and a bathroom!"

"So…" Akira pieced his rivals babble together. "It's like an airplane, except on ground?"

"Dunno. I've never been on an airplane."

"Ah," Isumi looked up from some book that he was reading. "Yes, it is like an airplane, Touya. Except there's no food."

"Hey, that reminds me!" Waya shouted, standing on a seat in the back of the bus. "We haven't had dinner yet!!"

"Yeah!" Hikaru added. "We're hungry, Isumi-san!!"

Isumi rubbed his temples, sighing. "Fine, just quiet down. Touya, open your ginourmous backpack."

Akira gave Isumi a curious look before opening his backpack, revealing a bunch of junk food.

"I snuck that all in there while you were playing Go."

Gaping, Akira stared at the food. Then he glared up at the older pro. "ISUMI-SAN!! You stole my goban AGAIN!!"

"Wha- I never stole your goban! And it's still in there, look under all the food!"

The 3-dan dug through the food and came upon his goban at the bottom of the bag.

"…Oh."

Isumi sighed and resumed in reading his book. "All right, now you can all eat whatever you want."

"YES!!" Hikaru and Waya immediately pounced on top of the bag as Akira attempted (in vain) to bat them away.

Waya ripped open a bag of chips with his teeth while sitting in the carpeted aisle. "All right! You rock, Isumi-san!"

"Umm… that may be, but could you please act in a civilized manner?"

"Now let's watch a movie!!" Hikaru announced, standing up and running to the front of the bus with a box of cookies in his mouth. "Hey, Oke-san, d'you have any movies?"

"Yes, I do, Shindo-kun!" Oke answered handing him a video. "Here you go!!"

"Golly, thanks, Oke-san!" Hikaru inserted the tape in the VCR and bounced back to the seat next to Akira. "Yay, movie time!!"

"What movie is it, Shindo?" asked Akira.

Hikaru grinned at him. "OLD YELLER!!"

"Oh… what is it about?"

"Geez, are you stupid, Touya?" Waya spoke up. "It's about a dog, duh!"

Akira blinked. "That's it? It's just about a dog?"

"Yup."

"That sounds boring."

"He's kidding, Touya," Isumi added dismissively. "There's more to it than that."

"Like what?"

"Uhh… I forget."

Akira turned to his rival. "Shindo?"

"Shut up, Touya!" Hikaru whispered, swatting at him. "Just watch the damn movie!!"

"Fine!!" Crossing his arms, Akira sat back in his seat.

---

Three hours later…

"Nooo, Yeller!!" Akira sobbed. "Shindo, why did Yeller have to die??"

Awkwardly, Hikaru patted Akira's head. "It's okay, Touya. They got a new puppy at the end, remember?"

"But… but…"

"Shush, Touya!" Waya whispered fiercely, waving his arms. "Isumi-san's sleeping, don't wake him up!!"

"But… but Yeller-"

"I don't care about that stupid dog!!"

Akira gasped, eyes wide, before burying his face in Hikaru's shoulder. Sighing, Hikaru stared at the window, ignoring him.

Suddenly, Oke announced, "We're here!"

The four boys looked out the windows, and sure enough, they saw their campsite! So they all piled out, thanked Oke, and watched as he drove away. Then, they were so very exhausted from riding the charter bus that they immediately went into their tents and went to sleep.

---

Late that night, Hikaru, Akira, Waya, and Isumi were all fast asleep. And, well, they were asleep for a while, until there was suddenly a giant crash!!

The crash was so big that the four were immediately woken up and went outside to see what had happened. And that was when they found what looked suspiciously like the shattered remains of Isumi's canoe.

"Um… oops?" came a voice. Then a blond man wearing a white suit and a cigarette in his mouth jumped down from the tree and landed deftly by the rubble. The man looked suspiciously like…

"Ogata-sensei?!!"

Ogata glanced over his glasses at the boys, then turned to the pile of rubbish. "Sorry about that. I was going to return it, but I didn't think it would break if I dropped it from the tree."

Isumi gaped at his broken canoe, then at the 10-dan. "You stole my canoe?"

"Er, yes. I stole Shindo's ramen and Akira-kun's goban, also."

Waya cocked an eyebrow. "Um… why?"

Ogata shrugged. "I felt like it. I was going to steal something from you kids each day, returning what I had stolen the day before."

"What was the point of that?!" Hikaru exclaimed, quickly losing respect for the man.

"There was no point. I didn't do anything with the items, just sat and stared at each of them for a day."

Akira sighed. "Does Otousan know you're doing this?"

Ogata shook his head. "No. He's busy… er… doing something else."

"So…" Hikaru tapped his fan against his cheek. "So… now that we know your intentions, you're going to stop stealing our stuff, right?"

Staring at the boy, Ogata stepped closer. And closer. Finally, when he was right in front of Hikaru, he reached out his hand, raised it close to Hikaru's face, and…

"YOINK!!"

…stole Hikaru's fan, then ran away at lightspeed.

Akira, Waya, and Isumi looked at Hikaru, suddenly immensely worried. Hikaru, however, did not move. His eyes were glazed over, face blank, mouth agape.

"Uh…" Akira waved his hand in front of his rival's face. "Shindo…??"

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" Hikaru suddenly shouted, falling to the ground. "MY FAN! MY FAN IS GONE!! MYFANMYFANMYFANMYSAIFANFANFANMYFANMYFANIT'SGONE!!!"

"Shindo!" Waya and Akira pulled him back into a standing position.

"Calm down, Shindo!"

"Ogata-san is going to return it tomorrow, don't worry!"

Hikaru's hysterics did not subside. "MYFANMYFANSAIFANFANMYFANFANFANGONE!!!"

Waya was, at this point, completely freaked out and backed away from his friend. "Uhh… Isumi-san and I… We're going back to bed now."

Exasperated, Akira nodded. "Fine. I'll handle Shindo, just go."

"Thanks…" Isumi and Waya quickly went back into their tent and pulled their sleeping bags over their heads.

Akira looked around nervously, then, realizing that it was like two in the morning and no one was watching, he rubbed Hikaru's back, trying to calm him down. "Shh, Shindo, it'll be okay…"

"FAN!! My fan, my fan is gone!!"

"Shhh…" Akira pulled him closer. "Shh… everything will be all right… don't worry…"

"Fan… my fan… my…" Slowly, Hikaru quieted down, though he was still shaking. "To… Touya…"

Akira sighed in relief. "Yes?"

"My… Ogata-sensei took my fan…"

"Yes, I know…" Akira gently pulled his rival back into their tent. "Come back in here, you'll catch cold out there…"

Rubbing his eyes, Hikaru followed him inside the tent.

Once they were settled back on their sleeping bags, Akira said, "Well, good night, Shindo." Much to his surprise, however, he suddenly felt Hikaru grasping at the sleeve of his pajamas. "Shindo, what-?"

"Touya… my… my fan…"

Akira sighed and pulled Hikaru closer to him. "Don't worry, Shindo… I'm here…"

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That wasn't a very funny ending. Oh, well!! It's AkiHika, yay!!! Sob… I am so depressed because ff.net won't let me format my fic the same way I did before. It deletes all the asterisks, too… Anyway… here's why I didn't post this yesterday:

TaiyouTsukaiSalt: -falls over- WHAT?!
TaiyouTsukaiSalt: I've only typed out two paragraphs of the fourth chapter?!??
lethe seraph: XD
lethe seraph: Yeah, isn't that always fun to realize?
TaiyouTsukaiSalt: I thought I had typed the first five pages or so...
lethe seraph: ::giggles::
TaiyouTsukaiSalt: -flips through notebook- Man, this has the THIRD chapter in it...
TaiyouTsukaiSalt: And Carnations!! -falls over-
lethe seraph: !!
lethe seraph: Heh heh.
TaiyouTsukaiSalt: And the Amusement Park one... Where is the fourth chapter?!
lethe seraph: XD
lethe seraph: Ah.
lethe seraph: I nod.
TaiyouTsukaiSalt: Oh, here we go.
lethe seraph: Found it/
lethe seraph: I mean... ?
lethe seraph: Found it?
lethe seraph: Heh heh.
TaiyouTsukaiSalt: Well... I need to find the first two pages, but I found the rest of it.
TaiyouTsukaiSalt: My notebook is so unorganized. It's like, "Hikago, hikago, doodles, hikago, cerebral cortex, hikago"

And that is why this chapter did not go up yesterday. -smiles-

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