Title: Rushes In
Author: Luce Red
Series: Hikaru no Go
Disclaimer: Characters are the creation of Hotta and Obata
Notes/Pairing: Linked drabbles. Ko Yong-ha/Hon Su-yon. Written for
stagesoflove challenge: Attraction, Romance, Passion, Intimacy and Commitment.
--------#1: Attraction-----------
"You’re learning Japanese?" The stranger looked furious. "Why?"
He could not answer 'Shindou Hikaru' so he snapped, "What is it to you?"
"You’re a Korean baduk player. You-" the stranger paused. "You’re a new pro, aren’t you?"
He took in the sight of the well-known face, with the longish hair framing sensitive-looking eyes, and felt his hands starting to tremble with the urge not to touch. "Yes. My name is Hon Su-yon. And you are-" he said, though he knew.
The stranger took both his hands, and gently pressed the missing textbook into them. "I’m Ko Yong-ha," he said impatiently.
---------#2: Romance----------
"Are you going to hit me with another pillow?"
Su-yon tried to contain his annoyance. He had never known Yong-ha to be spiteful before. "Why did you have to bait Hikaru?" he demanded.
Yong-ha’s eyes narrowed. "Because you’ve been chasing him," he said.
"W-what?" he stuttered.
"Because of him, you learnt Japanese. Even your participation in this competition is because of him, isn’t it?"
Before he could answer, Yong-ha’s voice was in his ear, low and fierce. "I’ll defeat him for you. Then you’ll chase me."
He had to splash cold water on his face before the blush went away.
---------#3: Passion---------
Su-yon locked eyes with Yong-ha. "Not a chance. I won’t let you."
"You said you would think about it," Yong-ha was equally persistent, however. His right hand--his playing hand--reached out, quick with greediness.
Su-yon backed away. "I said no and you can’t force me," he said, and made an exclamation when strong arms caught him.
"Yes," Yong-ha insisted, starting to slide his arms down Su-yon’s sides, pulling him close.
Su-yon struggled to no avail, and turned his head away at the attempt at a kiss. "Still not going to let you play handicap Go with me," he growled.
---------#4: Intimacy---------
"Ready?"
"To be named Player of the Year? It was long overdue."
Su-yon snorted. "That’s why you wore your best suit?"
Ignoring him, Yong-ha studied the event programme. "You broke my record for the longest winning streak?" he asked.
"So?"
Yong-ha’s gaze sharpened. "This means war. I’m not going to let you out of my sight anytime soon."
Su-yon felt pleasant warmth fill his insides at that. "Sure," he said nonchalantly. He waited till the announcement for the Player of the Year, when Yong-ha had stood up. "And Yong-ha? You really shouldn’t wear white. It makes you look like Ogata."
-------#5: Commitment--------
"You’re too young for me to do this, you know." The weight on him eased, as though Yong-ha was sitting up.
"I’m sixteen, so shut up," Su-yon ordered, opening his eyes. "And this isn’t the time to stop, you jerk."
"You... you are sure?"
The sight of an uncertain Yong-ha would have been entertaining at any other time. Time to change tactics. "Maybe you’ve forgotten how it goes," he smirked openly. "Shall I teach you instead?"
Yong-ha glared, his uncertainty forgotten. "No need." He lunged forward, seized Su-yon’s hips with an infinitely gentle grip and thrust all the way in.
------the end---------