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-Game 5: Expressions-

Shindou Hikaru lay on his stomach on his bed, his chin propped in one hand, scanning the pages of Touya Meijin's book of life or death problems that he had bought for Sai. He wasn't really paying attention to any of the problems, though he turned the pages idly after a few seconds. His mind was elsewhere, far, far away from the world of go. The blonde's thoughts were full of images of his lover, Touya Akira, who was to be coming over today.

Hikaru sighed and looked up at his clock. It was almost four o'clock; Akira was late.

He closed the pages of the book and set it on the table beside his bed, then rolled over onto his back and draped an arm over his eyes. The two go professionals had been going out for a few months now, and they had recently decided that they were ready to take the large step out of simple foreplay. The blonde raised his arm ever so slightly, just enough that he could glance over and see the tube of lubricant and the box of condoms resting on his bedside table beside the book he had just placed there. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes again, letting the air pass slowly out between his lips in an attempt to relax.

Just then the doorbell rang and Hikaru jumped, falling off his bed and landing on the floor in a heap. He bolted to his feet, shaking his head, and ran out of his room and down the stairs, trying in vain to ignore the million butterflies that had decided to make settlement in his stomach. He yanked open the door, ready to chide his lover for his tardiness, but more than willing to forgive. Instead he was greeted by the face of his childhood friend, Fujisaki Akari. His face fell.

Akari blinked, smiling nervously, "Uhm, hi, Hikaru."

"Hi," he replied absently, staring over her shoulder at the path.

The girl looked over her shoulder for a moment, trying to see what Hikaru was looking at, then turned back to him and cleared her throat. "Eh... I was, um, wondering if you might want to go for some ramen... or something," she said.

The blonde blinked and looked at her as if she had just asked him to go feed himself to a lion. Here he was, waiting on his boyfriend so that they could be with each other in the most intimate way, and she was asking him for ramen? He frowned, about to tell her to go the hell away, when he realized that she was none the wiser to his and Touya's relationship. Instead, he sighed, staring over her shoulder again.

"I'm busy," he said flatly.

"But... it's ramen," she pleaded.

"I said- Touya!" he began, but just then he caught sight of his lover, running along the sidewalk towards his house. His face was red and his chin length, neatly cut green hair was flying out behind him as he turned up the walk and started to slow. He blinked as he registered the scene of Hikaru and Akari in front of him.

"H-hi, Shindou," he panted. Catching his breath, he gave a polite smile to Akari. "Hello, Fujisaki-san."

"Hello, Touya-kun," she replied, giving him a friendly smile and a small bow.

"You're late!" Hikaru exclaimed and grabbed the green haired boy by the wrist and starting to pull him inside.

"What about the ramen?" Akari asked quickly, her eyes going between her friend's face and his hold on Akira's wrist.

Hikaru turned his charcoal eyes on Akari once again, blinking as if just noticing her there. He followed her gaze to his fingers wrapped gently, but firmly, around his lover's slender arm. He stared silently at it for a few moments, thinking, then brought his dark eyes up to Akira's emerald pools and took a short breath.

"I'm with Touya today, so I can't go eat ramen with you," he said softly, looking away from the surprize on the other boy's face.

The girl pushed aside a peice of her long, dark hair and thought for a moment. "He... he could come, too, Hikaru," she said.

Hikaru shook his head. "Akari, I'm ~with~ Touya. I'm not going to let you take me for ramen."

Realization dawned on Akari's face, and she looked from one boy to the other. Tears welled in her eyes as she took a step backwards. "Hikaru, I..." she breathed, then turned on her heel and walked rather quickly away from the couple, her shoulders shaking in a silent cry.

The two watched her go, and after a moment Akira turned and looked down at his lover. Hikaru's eyes were fixed on the path, a blank look filling them. His hand was still around the green haired boy's wrist.

"Shindou..." he said quietly.

"She was bound to find out anyway, you know," the blonde replied, "And that's the fourth time this week that she's asked me out like that..." He turned and walked back into the house, pulling his lover along with him.

Akira took off his shoes as Hikaru shut the door, then turned and faced the other pro. "She'll be all right, ne?"

Hikaru shook his head violently, causing his two toned hair to bounced madly, then smiled at his partner. "Oh, she'll be fine." He stepped closer to Akira and wrapped his arms around his slender waist, under his suit jacket.

The taller boy looked around alarmed. "Your mother..."

"She and Dad have gone out for the day, so no one will bother us," he grinned. He leaned up and planted a kiss on his lover's lips, again willing away the butterflies that seemed insistant on tickling the inside of his abdomen. "Come on, let's go on up to my room." He took Akira's wrist again and led him up the stairs.

Once inside his room, the blonde turned and looked up at his partner, resting a hand on his cheek. Akira looked as nervous as Hikaru felt, and as their eyes met, his cheeks flushed red. Hikaru smiled gently and softly kissed him. "Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked softly.

Akira's green eyes drifted over to the condoms and lubricant on the night stand and swallowed. Hikaru could see an inner struggle taking place in his lover's mind and was about to tell him that they should perhaps do it another time when the taller boy nodded.

"Positive..." he said, though whether it was more to Hikaru or himself, he wasn't sure. He slid his arms out of his jacket and dropped it into a little pile on the floor, then shifted his attention to his tie, wishing that he was wearing something simpler than a business suit.

Hikaru reached up to help his lover loosen his tie. "Why were you late?" he asked, trying to distract himself. He didn't think it would be a good idea to be so nervous.

"The tutoring go I was playing lasted longer than I had wanted it to," he replied apologetically, dropping his tie onto the little pile that was his jacket.

"Oh, well," the blonde said lightly, throwing his arms around his lover's neck and kissing him deeply.

Hikaru purred inwardly. Akira's lips were soft and moist and wanting. The blonde pushed against him a bit more, running his tongue along those soft lips, thrusting it into his mouth as they parted for him. He played his tongue along his lover's, sucking it gently. Akira tasted lightly of green tea, and Hikaru decided that he must have had some while at the tutoring session.

As usual, neither of them knew exactly how they had gotten over to Hikaru's bed, but there they lay, the blonde perched above his partner. They had lost the majority of their clothes on the way, and now Hikaru played his lips over Akira's soft, sensitive skin. He kissed and sucked and bit his way down his lover's neck, delighting in the taste of him. He worked over his chest, running little rings around one of his nipples with his tongue before setting to sucking on it gently.

Hikaru used one hand to prop himself up, not wanting to put his full weight on his lover. With his free hand he caressed the smooth curves of Akira's body, using his fingers, as well as his mouth, to coax quiet moans and gasps from the other boy. The blonde ran his hand slowly over the other's belly, then slipped it beneath the elastic band of his underwear. He brushed it against Akira's erection, causing him to shiver.

"Hi... Hikaru..." Akira breathed, pushing his fingers through Hikaru's blonde and black hair.

The blonde sat up, looking down at his lover and drinking in the sight with his eyes. Akira's head was tilted a bit to the side, his eyes closed and his mouth open. His arms were over his head, fists clenched on the pillow, and his usually neat and tidy hair was mussed. Hikaru's grey eyes glided down the body beneath him, scanning the smooth chest and stomach. They came to rest between his legs, where Akira's erection was protruding slightly through the slit in his underwear.

Hikaru bit his lower lip. "Akira..."

"Hmm?" The green haired boy opened his eyes part way, looking up at his lover.

"Akira... I love you," the blonde wispered, pushing a bit of his partner's bangs out of his face.

The other go pro opened his eyes completely, looking up at Hikaru for a long moment. He finally smiled, running a hand along the other's arm. "I love you, too, Hikaru..." he breathed.

Hikaru nodded and smiled, then turned his attention to the task of pulling off Akira's underwear. The slender boy lifted his hips to help, and the blonde tossed them carelessly onto the floor, following up by throwing his own boxers on top of them. He leaned down and ran the tip of his tounge over the head of his lover's member, purring as Akira gasped. He licked again, then pulled away from the sweet erection to plant tender kisses on the insides of his thighs.

The blonde paused again. "... I want you, Akira," he said, his voice sounding almost reverent. He traced his finger down the underside of his lover's erection.

"Please..." Akira whispered, reminding Hikaru of the polite greeting before a go game.

Hikaru nodded and looked over to the tools he had set out on his bedside table. He reached and took the box in his hand, pulling out a condom and setting the box back onto the wooden surface. He stared at it for a moment, aware of Akira's dark green eyes watching him, then ripped the thin plastic. He put it on as quickly as he could, feeling very weird and a bit uncomfortable.

He looked down at his lover, who was now staring at the ceiling. He looked afraid. Hikaru wondered if the presence of the condom made Akira feel just how real what they were about to do was. He sighed softly and caressed the inside of his lover's leg.

"Are you sure?" he asked again. Akira nodded.

Hikaru took the tube of lubricant off the table and squeezed a bit onto his finger. He then slid up beside the other boy, kissing his shoulder tenderly as he moved his hand into position and slid his finger in slowly. He felt Akira tense.

Akira was tight around his finger, and it made him imagine what it would feel like to have his own erection surrounded by that tightness. It made the lower half of his body burn with desire, but he made himself keep control. He cooed and kissed his lover, letting him get used to the feeling of having something inside him before he began to slowly move his finger inside of him. The green haired boy moaned and arched against him. After a little while, the blonde added a second finger.

"Hi... ka... ru..." Akira moaned as Hikaru worked within him.

The blonde couldn't stand it anymore. He pulled his fingers out and got a little more lubricant. He hooked one of Akira's legs over his hip and positioned himself. His lover had opened his eyes, and Hikaru gazed into them, letting himself get lost in them as he slowly pushed his way into him. Akira's face became contorted with pain, but he refused to close his eyes.

Hikaru paused after he was inside his lover, letting the boy get used to it. He brushed strands of green away from his face. "Are... you all right?" he asked softly.

Akira nodded, his face relaxing. "F-fine," he breathed.

Hikaru kissed him softly and began to rock his hips back and forth slowly. His lover sucked in a painful breath, gripping the blonde's arms tightly. Hikaru stopped and looked worried.

"Akira..."

"Don't... don't stop."

Hikaru began again, moving in and out of Akira in a slow and gentle rhythm. The tightness around his member was almost painfull, but it felt so utterly great at the same time. He leaned forward, planting kisses on Akira's lips, his cheeks, down his neck. He sucked and bit and tasted, pushing a little faster. His lover's erection rubbed against his stomach, making it wet and a bit sticky. Hikaru felt as if he had reached ecstasy.

It was over all too soon. Akira climaxed with a gasp, pressing his body hard against Hikaru's and covering his belly and chest in sticky liquid. The blonde soon followed suit, collapsing on top of his partner, panting. Akira's slender arms wrapped around him, and they lay like that for quite a while, too exhausted and content to move.

-End of Game-