Hikaru No Go Fan Fiction ❯ Future ❯ Chapter 7 ( Chapter 7 )
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By: jgal 
Anime/Manga: Hikaru No Go Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.20.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 432 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Hikaru No Go Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.20.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 432 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: No, I do not own Hikaru No Go or Gravitation.
Future
Chapter 7 - Hikaru's Worries
***
Hikaru sighed, drawing Waya and Isumi's collective attention. The two boys shared a look before shrugging to one another, bemused at their friend's behavior.
Clearing his throat awkwardly, Waya asked, "Shindou, what the hell is wrong with you?" and ignored Isumi's pointed look at his choice of language.
"Huh?" Hikaru blinked. "Nothing's wrong."
Waya rolled his eyes. "You actually expect me to buy that? You've been sighing for the past thirty minutes, but oh, nothing's wrong. Only a five-year-old would believe something like /that/."
"Waya!" Isumi intervened, hoping to stave off an argument between his two best friends.
Waya 'hmphed' and slumped down in his seat, and Hikaru shot Isumi a grateful look. To be perfectly honest, Hikaru wasn't thrilled about Waya breathing down his neck like that. It was bad enough that Touya had bitten his head off earlier for forgetting his homework.
The thought of Touya brought another sigh to his lips. The other boy had been pointedly avoiding him over the past few weeks, and Hikaru had no idea why. Whatever the reason, Touya refused to stop by his place, and Hikaru was strictly forbidden to visit until Touya's parents returned from China. But it was the abrupt cut-off of any and all physical contact that was really driving Hikaru crazy.
Turning suddenly to Isumi, he asked, "Isumi-san, do I smell?"
Isumi blinked, and it took a whole minute for him to register the question. Staring at Hikaru incredulously, he asked in return, "What makes you wonder about something like that? And to answer your question, no, I don't think you smell."
Hikaru sighed for the umpteenth time that day and asked, "So why is Touya avoiding me like a plague?"
At the mention of Touya's name, Waya perked up. "Well, maybe he got sick of you or something?"
"Waya," Isumi said again, hints of a warning in his tone.
"No way! Touya wouldn't do that to me." Despite the surety in his voice, though, the question flashed in his mind. 'Would he?' Shaking his head to clear out such unwanted thoughts, Hikaru glared heatedly at Waya.
"Shindou, don't mind Waya. He just doesn't think before he talks," Isumi said. "So what do you mean, Touya's avoiding you?"
"Well... he won't come anywhere near me when we're alone," Hikaru answered gloomily. "He won't have anything to do with me unless there are other people around."
Isumi pondered for a moment before asking, "Are you two still playing each other frequently?"
Hikaru's answer was immediate. "Yeah."
"Where do you guys play together?"
"At Touya's dad's Go salon. Why?"
Isumi made a knowing sound under his breath before answering, and he chose his words carefully as he did so. "Well, I don't think he's avoiding you, exactly. He's just putting some distance between you until he can sort things out on his own." At Hikaru's questioning look, he added, "Don't ask me why though. I can't answer since I'm not him. It's just something you two need to work out for yourselves."
"Oh..." Hikaru was about to respond when his cellphone rang. He saw the number on the display and answered immediately, wondering why Touya had suddenly decided to call.
Very calmly, Touya asked, "Where are you right now?"
"Getting burgers with Waya and Isumi," Hikaru responded warily.
"Are you still coming?"
"Huh?" Hikaru blinked, not knowing what Touya was talking about. He could barely make out Touya's sigh from the other end of the phone, and for a moment, he thought he wouldn't be getting an answer.
"We have a game at my father's Go salon in ten minutes," Touya said at length, keeping his voice even with obvious effort. "Are you still coming?"
"Eh?" Hikaru checked the time on Waya's wristwatch and groaned. "I'll be right over!" he said, hanging up the phone without giving Touya a chance to respond.
He snatched up his bag and ran to the exit without glancing back at his two friends. Waya and Isumi shrugged and went back to their forgotten meal, used to Hikaru's habit of placing Touya as his top priority.
A few moments later, Hikaru rushed into the Go salon, panting for breath. Handing his bag over to Ichikawa, he made his way to the back of the room where he knew Touya would be waiting for him. He slumped down in his seat and grabbed the drink on the table, taking a gulp without caring who it belonged to. It wasn't until he found unreadable green eyes regarding him steadily that he realized it was Touya's.
"Sorry, I was really thirsty," he said, blushing furiously.
"No, it's fine. I didn't mean to stare, but are you aware that you're drinking green tea?"
"Yeah, so?"
"Nothing. I just didn't expect you to drink it all. Tea's not exactly on your usual list of beverages."
"Oh... whatever. Let's play, shall we?" Hikaru gestured to the Go board, eager to test his skills for improvment.
Touya sighed but didn't comment much as he reached for some stones to nigiri. Hikaru guessed right and took black.
Sometime later, during their after-game discussion, things proceeded as usual. It started off civilly, with both speaking in normal tones, but then the volume increased steadily until they were yelling at one another outright. Finally, Hikaru stood up and stalked over to the counter, collecting his bag and storming out of the salon. A few minutes later, Touya followed in a quieter manner.
Hikaru cursed and muttered under his breath throughout the journey back home, and Touya headed in the opposite direction, perfectly calm and collected.
~to be continued~
date started: 08/06/05
date completed: 08/06/05
Future
Chapter 7 - Hikaru's Worries
***
Hikaru sighed, drawing Waya and Isumi's collective attention. The two boys shared a look before shrugging to one another, bemused at their friend's behavior.
Clearing his throat awkwardly, Waya asked, "Shindou, what the hell is wrong with you?" and ignored Isumi's pointed look at his choice of language.
"Huh?" Hikaru blinked. "Nothing's wrong."
Waya rolled his eyes. "You actually expect me to buy that? You've been sighing for the past thirty minutes, but oh, nothing's wrong. Only a five-year-old would believe something like /that/."
"Waya!" Isumi intervened, hoping to stave off an argument between his two best friends.
Waya 'hmphed' and slumped down in his seat, and Hikaru shot Isumi a grateful look. To be perfectly honest, Hikaru wasn't thrilled about Waya breathing down his neck like that. It was bad enough that Touya had bitten his head off earlier for forgetting his homework.
The thought of Touya brought another sigh to his lips. The other boy had been pointedly avoiding him over the past few weeks, and Hikaru had no idea why. Whatever the reason, Touya refused to stop by his place, and Hikaru was strictly forbidden to visit until Touya's parents returned from China. But it was the abrupt cut-off of any and all physical contact that was really driving Hikaru crazy.
Turning suddenly to Isumi, he asked, "Isumi-san, do I smell?"
Isumi blinked, and it took a whole minute for him to register the question. Staring at Hikaru incredulously, he asked in return, "What makes you wonder about something like that? And to answer your question, no, I don't think you smell."
Hikaru sighed for the umpteenth time that day and asked, "So why is Touya avoiding me like a plague?"
At the mention of Touya's name, Waya perked up. "Well, maybe he got sick of you or something?"
"Waya," Isumi said again, hints of a warning in his tone.
"No way! Touya wouldn't do that to me." Despite the surety in his voice, though, the question flashed in his mind. 'Would he?' Shaking his head to clear out such unwanted thoughts, Hikaru glared heatedly at Waya.
"Shindou, don't mind Waya. He just doesn't think before he talks," Isumi said. "So what do you mean, Touya's avoiding you?"
"Well... he won't come anywhere near me when we're alone," Hikaru answered gloomily. "He won't have anything to do with me unless there are other people around."
Isumi pondered for a moment before asking, "Are you two still playing each other frequently?"
Hikaru's answer was immediate. "Yeah."
"Where do you guys play together?"
"At Touya's dad's Go salon. Why?"
Isumi made a knowing sound under his breath before answering, and he chose his words carefully as he did so. "Well, I don't think he's avoiding you, exactly. He's just putting some distance between you until he can sort things out on his own." At Hikaru's questioning look, he added, "Don't ask me why though. I can't answer since I'm not him. It's just something you two need to work out for yourselves."
"Oh..." Hikaru was about to respond when his cellphone rang. He saw the number on the display and answered immediately, wondering why Touya had suddenly decided to call.
Very calmly, Touya asked, "Where are you right now?"
"Getting burgers with Waya and Isumi," Hikaru responded warily.
"Are you still coming?"
"Huh?" Hikaru blinked, not knowing what Touya was talking about. He could barely make out Touya's sigh from the other end of the phone, and for a moment, he thought he wouldn't be getting an answer.
"We have a game at my father's Go salon in ten minutes," Touya said at length, keeping his voice even with obvious effort. "Are you still coming?"
"Eh?" Hikaru checked the time on Waya's wristwatch and groaned. "I'll be right over!" he said, hanging up the phone without giving Touya a chance to respond.
He snatched up his bag and ran to the exit without glancing back at his two friends. Waya and Isumi shrugged and went back to their forgotten meal, used to Hikaru's habit of placing Touya as his top priority.
A few moments later, Hikaru rushed into the Go salon, panting for breath. Handing his bag over to Ichikawa, he made his way to the back of the room where he knew Touya would be waiting for him. He slumped down in his seat and grabbed the drink on the table, taking a gulp without caring who it belonged to. It wasn't until he found unreadable green eyes regarding him steadily that he realized it was Touya's.
"Sorry, I was really thirsty," he said, blushing furiously.
"No, it's fine. I didn't mean to stare, but are you aware that you're drinking green tea?"
"Yeah, so?"
"Nothing. I just didn't expect you to drink it all. Tea's not exactly on your usual list of beverages."
"Oh... whatever. Let's play, shall we?" Hikaru gestured to the Go board, eager to test his skills for improvment.
Touya sighed but didn't comment much as he reached for some stones to nigiri. Hikaru guessed right and took black.
Sometime later, during their after-game discussion, things proceeded as usual. It started off civilly, with both speaking in normal tones, but then the volume increased steadily until they were yelling at one another outright. Finally, Hikaru stood up and stalked over to the counter, collecting his bag and storming out of the salon. A few minutes later, Touya followed in a quieter manner.
Hikaru cursed and muttered under his breath throughout the journey back home, and Touya headed in the opposite direction, perfectly calm and collected.
~to be continued~
date started: 08/06/05
date completed: 08/06/05