Don't run away, Let's play Go!

Kal Kally


Scene 9: There's someone who never backs down from challenge...

Right under the hole on the ceiling was a table with a big pot of orange juice on it. The girls dug into their pockets and managed to find some pills. They dropped them to the pot below. The first pill: missed. The second pill: missed. The third pill dipped into the fluid in the pot. The girls sighed in relief, then relief turned to joy as the redhead foreigner walked to the table and picked the pot up.

"Cease fire." Ko Yongha pushed Ka-something away and crawled off the bed.

"What? So you finally admit your defeat?"

"I'm thirsty. After a drink, I'll show you the spirit of Go players!"

"Running away? After you tore my shirt? No way in hell!" Kaga ran to the other angrily. He yanked the pot of orange juice out of the other's hands.

"You want to stop me from drinking, don't you?" Yongha shouted as he yanked the pot back.

Another fight began.

In the upper room, the two girls' eyes had gone huge with surprise. "The dark-hair guy was refusing the red head earlier, so why is he fighting with the redhead for the pills now?"

"I think he wants to be uke!"

Suddenly there was a dry noise. The two young men had used too much force, and consequently, the pot was broken into to two halves. Orange juice splashed all over their faces, chests and whatever remaining of their shirts.

"Disgusting!" Both Kaga and Ko Yongha cried.

"What a waste!" Both the two girls cried. Their faces lightened up immediately as the two young men ran to the bathroom. Their faces fell right at the next moment though, as they remembered something important.

"There's no hole in the bathroom..."

"What now...?"

"It's not fair at all!"

The girls waited for a while, but no one came out. It seemed that they really didn't have a chance to watch the fruit of the love tree they had helped to plan. What an unlucky day.

With heavy hearts, the girls returned to the passion of the night created by the dancing crowd and music.

In the bathroom, however, there was a small problem.

There was only a shower, only a robe, but there were two people.

Kaga pushed the foreigner away roughly. "I'll use the bathroom first! It's your fault! If you hadn't been such a coward to run away, none of this would have happened!"

Yongha glared at the other. "It's your fault! If you hadn't tried to stop me from drinking, none of this would have happened! I'll use the bathroom first!" He screamed and pointed at himself for emphasis.

Kaga's blood started to boil with anger as the stupid foreigner's voice started to become irritating. The redhead kept pointing his finger at his own chest and talked, and talked... the most irritating part was that he understood nothing.

Wait! Maybe he did know what that moron was trying to say. The realization made his anger rocketing. How dare that moron to challenge him? Him of all people!

'Fine', Kaga thought. 'If that's what you want. You think I will back down, don't you? Now you'll see.'

He closed the space between them. Angry hands seized both of the redhead's wrists and slammed them hard to the wall, earning a startled yelp from the redhead.

The foreigner's reaction made Kaga pleased. It was obvious that he didn't expect Kaga to dare to do that. Using the redhead's surprise to his advantage, Kaga leaned in and...

"What the hell are you doing!" The redhead gasped and squirmed.

Kaga ignored him.

"Release me!" Now squirming had become a struggle.

"Hold still!" Kaga snapped and squeezed the other's wrists hard enough to leave bruise. The pained cry only served to make him feel better.

"If you challenge me to lick the juice off your chest, then hold still and let me do it properly!"


Scene 10: Censorship is the art!

'What the hell is happening?' The thought kept swirling in Ko Yongha's head. He tried to push Ka-something away, but that guy was just too strong.

A sweep of pleasure ran through him as the other's tongue accidentally brushed over his nipple.

At this point, Yongha started to panic. Now it was obviously what Ka-something intended to do was. He yelled at the top of his lung, but the Japanese didn't seem to be affected.

Suddenly, his right wrist was released. Instead, a hand shot out to grasp his jaw. "Will you just shut up!" Ka-something screamed, his fingers dug into Yongha's flesh.

Fear started to replace anger as Yongha scratched weakly at the other's arm. Ka-something leaned down and hissed to his face. "Speak another word, and you die."

He didn't understand what the other said, but the feral look on Ka-something's face was scary. Almost sure that the other would kill him, Yongha started to struggle again.

Bad move! He forgot that the Japanese guy was standing too close too him and his movement made their groins to grind to each other. Both young men gasped. The hand on Yongha's chin fell down to his shoulder.

The sudden pleasure made Kaga stunned. For the first time in many days, a tiny bit of fear drip into his heart. May be he really shouldn't do this.

The red head was glaring at him. Then he spoke up, his voice low. "Don't. Do. This. To. Me. " After a short pause, he repeated, this time in English. "Don't. You. Dare!"

Kaga frowned. It seemed he knew this language. Let's see...

'Don't'. Wasn't it the negative form of 'do'? Which meant someone didn't do something.

'You'. The second person. In this case, that someone was him.

'Dare.' ...

It cost Kaga several seconds, but then finally he remembered what 'dare' meant. It meant someone wasn't brave enough to do something.

Then the whole sentence must be...

WHAT? The foreigner dared to say that he didn't dare to... to what? Kaga frowned again. If now he was licking the redhead's chest, then what he implied must be... Kaga's face turned into a slightly pink shade at the thought.

"You're really disgusting." He told the other, who was still yelling at this point. "But if you think I don't dare to do it, you're wrong!"

Yongha's words were cut off as a pair of lips was crushed to his. His eyes went wide with surprise. "You-" he intended to spit out some insulting words, but he had no chance to do that as Ka-something's tongue had slipped into his mouth.

He tried to escape from the other's grip, but as the kiss lasted, his knees went weak and his fight ceased.

Damn. Ka-something really had a good skill at kissing.

He didn't feel the remaining of his shirt being torn away, but he did feel a hand crept into his trousers. This was simply too much! Yongha shoved at the other's chest roughly. "Stop!"

The Japanese only growled. Trapping Yongha's wrist over his head, he sneered. "You challenge me. So be it. One more word, and you'll regret."

"I don't know what you're saying, but you must stop this-"

Yongha's head snapped to a side as he was slapped hard. The stinging of the slap brought tears to his eyes. Yongha looked at the other with both fear and anger. He sputtered, but couldn't form a single coherent word.

"That's better." Ka-something said, his breath warm on Yongha's neck. "If you remain obedient, I may even allow you to feel some pleasure. I'm not that cruel after all."

The magic of lust and passion suddenly became more intense as Kaga's touch became more and more erotic. Yongha gasped, despite the other's rough treatment, he felt himself harden.

Unfortunately, the electricity of passion between those two passionate chess player had become so much that the electric line produced by following the No NC- 17 standard couldn't stand. The light went off.

There was a curse.

An yelp.

Another curse.

A moan.

Sounds of zipper being pull down.

A series of 'don't do it.'

Something fell to the ground.

A scream.

Panting.

God-knows what more noises.


Next scene: When the light was back...