Foolish Crushes

A/N: This is the second fic I've written in over a year. I'd actually had something totally different planned, but it demanded to be written. I've only read one Hikaru-mistakes-Touya-for-being-gay fic, and I wanted another one out there.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hikago. Oh, but how I wish I did.

'What?' Akira spluttered, his orange juice spraying across the table.

Hikaru gulped and replied hastily, 'Guess not. Sorry, Touya.' He gazed at his rival apprehensively as Akira looked down and realised there were streams of bright orange juice trailing down his clean white shirt. Groaning, the latter pushed back his chair and stood.

'I'm going to clean up. Please don't go ahead of me and leave me with the bill.' He turned on his heel and stalked off, mind whirling. It wasn't unusual for Hikaru to come up with ridiculous ideas. In fact, it was a rare day when Hikaru didn't beg him to go out for ramen or say something abysmally stupid. Tonight he had done both – an increasingly common occurrence. Akira was beginning to wonder if the two tendencies were becoming inseparable.

But gay? Where had Hikaru come up with that?

A lump gathered in his throat as he re-emerged from the public restroom. His rival was sitting with his head bowed, staring miserably at his unfinished bowl of ramen. It occurred to him there might be another reason for his rival's seemingly innocent question.

Oh God. Anything but that.

'Shindou? You should finish your ramen.'

Hikaru looked up unhappily and Akira felt the lump form again.

'It's okay, Shindou, I'm not angry.'

Hikaru looked relieved. Still miserable, closer to tears than before, but still very much relieved. Swallowing uncomfortably, Akira sat down and watched as Hikaru slowly began to eat again. He cleared his throat. Hikaru's head snapped up instantly.

'I'm just a little confused as to why you asked that.'

Hikaru shrugged. 'I was just curious, that's all. You're always so clean and you look pretty enough like a girl that I'm sometimes surprised the entire gay population of Japan doesn't want to jump your skinny ass.'

Akira blinked. What?

'So it's not… you don't have a crush on me, then?'

Now it was Hikaru's turn to spray his food across the table. 'Uh…'

Akira was growing increasingly worried. 'Shindou?'

'Well, it's not quite like that…'

Now Akira was truly alarmed. He really hadn't expected this reaction out of Hikaru. Frowning, he pressed, 'Do you?'

Suddenly Hikaru shook his head vehemently. 'No, it's not like that. See…' He trailed off for a moment and grinned sheepishly. 'It's more like my Go has a crush on your Go.'

Just when he thought Hikaru couldn't get any stupider, Akira through dryly. But then, Shindou had always had an amazing aptitude for being totally unpredictable.

Comments and constructive criticism greatly appreciated, flames tolerated so long as they're grammatical and they bring up (a) valid point(s).

I hope you enjoyed it!