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I'm going through my crap on ff.n as Ryuuza and reposting stuff here just so I can completely ignore that place of woe and doom. (I poked through the Slam Dunk fics today and let me tell you, my eyes started bleeding, really. Oh God.) So LJ is my friend. :D Come (re)read some of my (really crappy) fics! Aren't you just bouncing in your seat in anticipation?

Feel free to ignore. Please.

Comfort Zone
Hikaru no Go, PG. AkiHika, 234 words
Just a little friendly banter.


Comfort Zone
by [livejournal.com profile] meitachi

“You make me want to cry,” Akira whispered to Hikaru, pressing their foreheads together.

Hikaru grinned. “Because I can’t cook anything but ramen?”

“Because you have the fashion sense of a blind donkey.”

Akira found himself tumbled onto the carpeted floor, the blond sitting atop him pointing a dramatic finger. “I challenge you!” he exclaimed.

“To what?”

“A game of go!”

Akira laughed. “That’s so overdone, Hikaru.” He smirked. “Besides, you know I’ll beat you.”

“Ooh, we’ll see about that!” Hikaru said crossly, leaning down and draping himself over Akira’s chest. “I’ll defeat you by five and a half moku.”

“Is that so?”

“Yeah.”

Akira looped his arms around the warm body pressing on his. He wove his fingers loosely through Hikaru’s hair, smiling as the other boy nuzzled his face into his neck. “Or we could stay like this,” he said.

“Yeah.” Hikaru’s agreement was muffled as he heaved a content sigh. He wriggled closer. “Akira?”

“Hmm?”

“I love you.”

A small smile crossed Akira’s face. “I love you too,” he said softly.

They lay in comfortable silence for a while, each reflecting on how they had never expected a relationship like this, and how they had ended up like they were now, and how lucky they were.

Then… “Akira?”

“What?”

“Have you put on weight?”

What?

“Well, y’see, I’m lying on something and it feels like your stomach got bigger or something.”

“That’s the corner of your vest, Hikaru.”

“…oh.”

There was another moment of silence and then Akira laughed. “Fashion sense of a blind donkey, I keep telling you.”

“Hey!”

--

Started/Finished: 12.08.2004

Notes: Ahaha. ::bricked::

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