Hi!

I'm sorry about the incredibly long wait! I had no computer time during my year in Japan, and I hit a huge writer's block right before I came back... ; but I'll try continuing now.. wish me luck! And thank you so much to everybody who reviewed!

Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own Hikaru no Go. If I did, there'd be more hot boy love. Like in this fic. If you don't like hot boy love, then please go away. Also, I can't play Go. Which is why I won't even try on writing any actual, detailed games. Read the manga instead.

But on to the story!

Chapter 4: Go-games, conversations and embarrasing questions

"Hello? Hello? Waya! Are you there?"

Hikaru looked at Sai, shrugged and hung up.

"I guess he's still angry with me, then," Hikaru said.

"Angry?" Sai looked at him, and Hikaru had an urge to go "AVAUNT! AVAUNT! NO, NOT THOSE INNOCENT PUPPY EYES!"

"Erm… I was kind of in a daze, and hinted to stuff without really answering any questions…"

"Hinted to stuff…? That you like him?" Sai tried his best not to let disappointment fill his voice.

"No no no no no!" Hikaru shook his head vigorously. "You played him once, remember? Net-Go? And he's always wondered who you were, and I was a bit too happy 'cause you were coming back, so I couldn't not tell him. And then…"

Sai just smiled. "Ah, I see."

"But he just… Disappeared now, I think. He didn't even hang up. Oh well, guess it'll have to wait to some other day then." But inwardly he jumped in joy.

Yes! I get to be alone with Sai!

And then the doorbell rang.

"Hikaru! It's for you," his mother called. Hikaru ran down the stairs, and was met by a sweating and panting Waya.(1)

"Waya! What are you doing here?"

"Sai!" ha managed, between his breaths. "He's… here?"

"You ran here?" Hikaru stared at him. "All the way?"

"No, I skipped here," he answered, voice dripping with sarcasm. "Of course I ran, moron! This is the biggest mystery of the goddamn century I could solve here! So. He's here, right? Or I will kill you."

"Yeah. He's here. So no killing, alright?" Hikaru looked at Waya warily. He didn't want to die. Not any time soon, anyway. "Just follow me."

Waya took off his shoes(2) and followed Hikaru to his room. And as he entered, his mouth reacted before he could think anything:

"I have nothing."(3)

"Pardon?" Sai looked at him.

"Oh, nothing…"

This guy's gotta be a goddamn SEX-GOD! 'The hell? Who is this guy? It doesn't even matter if he's the Sai. Where did Hikaru meet him? It looks like they've known each other for a while. And this guy plays Go? He looks more like a rocker than a Go-player. How the heck did they meet?

"Waya, I presume? Or should I say Zelda?" Sai smiled. "It was a good game."

"You… really are that Sai, aren't you?"

"The one and only."

"You're not really what I imagined…" Waya said, and trailed off. He didn't really want to offend the amazing Go-player.

Sai sighed. "It's the clothes, right? I knew it… I'll never trust Kami..-yama again…"

Waya looked at him curiously. "Kamiyama? Who's that?"

"He's… the guy who told me to wear these clothes. It was sort of a dare, I guess. Never mind." Sai didn't really want to tell the whole world about his relationship with God, why he was on the Earth or the fact that he was technically a ghost. But who could blame him?

"Hey, Waya! Now that you're here, could you help me with Hellspawn?" Hikaru shot in.

See? I can be tactful as well! I know exactly when to change the subject.

"Hellspawn? What's that?"

Hikaru pointed to his laptop, and sighed. "That one."

"Hikaru… You got yourself a computer? Since when did you get along with those?"

"I don't, really. Which is why I want your help. I tried to call you about it earlier, but I never got the chance to tell you, cause of all the questions…"

Oops… Waya thought. Hey, hang on a minute…

"Wait, if you don't like computers, why did you buy one?"

"That's cause… I didn't know if Sai had fixed his problem yet…"

as he said this, he glanced at Sai, who at first looked a little confused, and then it seemed as if understanding dawned on him, and at last he smiled. "So I thought I'd buy a computer so he could at least play Net-Go when he came back. I don't even wanna think about all those disastrous Net-Café visits…" Hikaru shuddered.

Tears suddenly brimmed in Sai's eyes. "You bought that… computer… for me?"

"Yeah," Hikaru smiled at him.

And quicker than Waya could see, Sai had Hikaru drowning in an enormous hug, while saying "Hikaru! Hikaru!" over and over.

Okay, NOT what I would have thought him to do. I didn't think he was the huggy type. I mean, with those clothes and all… But they look kinda like a couple. Man, that sucks.

Waya sighed, too caught up in his own thoughts to notice Hikaru's embarrassment. Well, maybe not embarrassment, but he was turning an interesting shade of red. The cause was that his mind wasn't really agreeing with him. His pervy voice had started a mutiny along with his 'friend downstairs'.

He was praying Sai wouldn't notice his little problem. Or Waya, for that matter. Heck, if Waya noticed, it might even be worse. He'd never hear the end of it.

"Hey, calm down, Sai!" Hikaru said, smiling. "It's not that much!"

But then Waya just had to pick this moment to look at the computer, and say:

"Not that much? This is a great computer! And if it's just for playing Net-Go… I mean, it must have cost a fortune! And I see you've bought an external mouse as well. Wise decision, although I never would've thought it about ya."

"Really? Eh-heh… I don't really know much about those things, and I just bought one that wasn't that heavy to carry home. And that inter-galactic rodent… I have no idea why I bought that. The seller tricked me into it," Hikaru said while rubbing his head.

"Rodent?" Waya's eyebrows scrunched together. "What rodent?"

Hikaru rolled his eyes. "The extraterrestrial mouse, you know!" He pointed at it.

"It's external, not extraterrestrial… It's what you steer the pointer with, ya'know?"

"Yeah, I know what it's for. I have used computers before, you know. But it does look like some mouse from outer space…"

"You're hopeless, Hikaru…" Waya shook his head. "Anyways, wonder above all other wonders in this world of ours, it seems as if you've actually managed to set this up. Except the net connection. I'm guessing you'd like that as well? Since you have this for playing Net-Go, after all…"(4)

Hikaru stuck out his tongue. He didn't like Waya's sarcasm that much. "Yes please, oh wise one."

An hour or two later, Hellspawn was connected to the net, fully functional, and humming happily, in that mysterious way that only computers can hum. Some would say it's just noise from the fan, but real computer enthusiasts, those who spend days in their computer's company, know better. If you listen closely, you can hear the melody, the song, and late at night, you can even hear the light snoring!(5) Yes, computers are fascinating creatures. But since this is a story about Hikaru, Sai and our other Go-playing friends, and not an 'Ode to the Computer', we'll have to get back to the happenings between them… Damn it all…

"And now that I'm finished with the fixing you tricked me into, let me get on to what I really came here for," Waya said, crossing his arms across his chest

Hikaru, currently showing Sai something in a Go magazine and waving his hands animately looked up. "Oh? What was that?"

"Playing a game with Sai, you moron!" he answered, eyebrows twitching in annoyance.

"Oh..." Hikaru glanced at Sai. "Do you mind?"

Sai smiled back at him and shook his head. "No, I don't mind."

Geez, enough of all the lovey-dovey here! Waya gritted his teeth, annoyed on so many levels he couldn't even begin to fathom.

The two players sat down and said the proper greetings before the game started.

"By the way, Waya. I wonder if you could tell me something. Hikaru refused to explain it, so I was hoping you could help me..."

"Hmmm..? what?" Waya said distantly, looking up from the game.

"On my way here, there was this guy who suddenly looped his arm around my waist, and asked me to go to a near-by hotel with him. Do you have any idea why he would do such a thing..?"

"aah... mmm.. aah!" That long purple hair was clinging his sweaty body as he shook in pleasure.

"please... please... give me... aaah. ..." He moaned wantonly at the hand slowly caressing him. The hand found a special spot, and he threw his head back in total abandon...

Waya shook his head to rid himself of the sudden fantasy that entered his head. And blushed at the almost painful feeling after all his blood went south. Sai's brow wrinkled in confusion and worry.

"Waya? Are you okay?"

Apart from the fact that I just fantasized about fucking you silly? Yeah... He willed the blush away and smiled.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm just fine. I was just shocked for a second there. And as for why the guy did it. Well, it's understandable, but..." Waya glanced at him, looking for any kind of hidden meaning under what Sai had said. He couldn't possibly be that gullible and innocent, looking like that. Could he?

"But what?" Sai looked back at him, and the only thing visible in those deep, dark pools was curiosity and innocence. Waya had thought it impossible, but even more blood rushed south, and made him slightly worried about something he'd read once about the brain shutting down if it didn't get enough blood.

"...but I'm not sure I want to be the one to tell you..."

"Aw, come on, don't be mean," Sai whined.

Sighing, he gave up, and wondered faintly how Hikaru could resist giving into the purple-haired man's every whim and desire. He's gotta have emotions of steel!

"He wished for you to...ah... accompany him for the night..." He finally answered, a faint blush dusting his cheeks as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

Sai looked at him in confusion. "Why, was he afraid of the dark? I don't get it..."

"Mmno, the company he wanted was probably a bit more... physical..."

Suddenly understanding seemed to dawn on the other.

"Oh," he said, a fiery red blush spreading itself all the way to the tip of his ears. "Oh!"

Waya almost bit off his tongue suppressing the moan that threatened to leave his throat.

"But why me," Sai said, yet again confused. Waya groaned inwardly. He couldn't believe how dense the other was. And this is a genius Go-player!

"Because you're... ah... how to put it... gifted in the visuals-department." No-one could say he wasn't a good word-smith.

Sai stared at him as if he'd just stated the sky was green. "Really?"

Waya nodded, and suddenly the other's face grew the most mischievous grin. Uh-oh, he thought, and looked back to their game. And realized he was losing badly. Playing while distracted was dangerous indeed.

"I have nothing," he declared, sighing. Sai looked at him, startled, before looking back at the board.

"Guess I was a little distracted," Waya continued, smiling sheepishly while rubbing the back of his head. He glanced at Hikaru, who was staring intently at the Go magazine he was holding upside-down, slightly blushing. Waya grinned. Seems like I'm not the only one affected by your 'friend' here, huh... He filed it away for later teasing, ignoring the pang of jealousy as he did, and silently praying that Hikaru hadn't noticed that Waya was as badly off as he was. If not worse.

"Well then, it's getting late, so I've gotta go home," Waya said, standing up. "Sai, if you're going home too, I'll walk with you."

"I was kinda hoping I could stay here," he said, glancing at Hikaru. "Is it okay?"

"Oh, yeah... Uum, one moment, I'll ask my mom," the other answered, dashing out of the room, before a vague call of "moooom" floated through the door.

A couple of minutes passed, and Waya was getting painfully aware of the fact that two certain objects were in the same room he was, namely Sai and a bed. The purple-haired sexyness embodied was clueless to the effect he was giving, sitting on the floor, leaned against the bed with his eyes closed and mouth half-open.

Hikaru came back, smiling. "She said it's okay, Sai."

Sai threw him an answering smile before saying goodbye to Waya as Hikaru followed him out.

This is gonna be one long night, Hikaru thought while walking down the stairs.

(1)Not in a perverted way. Bwahahahaha! -uses any chance she gets to laugh evilly

(2)dunno why I'm so obsessed about them taking off their shoes. I'm almost as bad as the Japanese!

(3)What Go-players say when they forfeit. The Japanese word would be "arimasen".

(4)I have no idea how you do that. Or if you need some special net-dude to do it for you. Heck, I have no idea whether Hikaru's house actually can be set up with Internet (without rendering the phone unusable while browsing). But please, don't make me read up on things like that, things I could not care less about. Let's just say that Waya can do magic when it comes to computers, nee?

(5)My compu actually sounds like it's snoring from time to time. I kid you not!

Oh, quick language note: "Kami-sama" is Japanese for God. "Kamiyama" is a common last name.

Well, you like? I guess there's a certain blah-yness over this chapter, cause I wasn't really sure how to continue on what I'd written before my writer's block... But hopefully, the next chapter will be better..