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---------