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[12 Oct] [Initial D/Prince of Tennis/Hikago] Slip Roads 12/31
Title: Slip Roads 12/31
Day/Theme: 12 Oct/hell's bells
Series: Initial D/Prince of Tennis/Hikago
Character/Pairing: previous Takahashi Ryousuke/Fuji Yuuta
Rating: PG-13, references to incest between brothers
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It was three days later when Ryousuke finally found himself ready to talk to Keisuke. Not just mentally; the day after the talk with Shindou, there was a chemical accident at one of the nearby plants and the hospital had been swamped with patients. For a while, there had been no time to think of personal problems.
Still, he was grateful for the distraction that was Shindou, Touya and his grandfather at the breakfast table. His parents had retreated as soon as they had started talking of Go, his father aggrieved and his mother amused, but Ryousuke sipped his morning coffee and let their chatter wash over him.
"Honestly, Touya!" came Shindou's indignant tone. "Couldn't you see that this old man was just trying to bait you?"
"Oh, and I suppose you didn't fall for the challenge at tengen yourself?"
"Of course not! I could see it coming a mile off-"
Ryousuke's grandfather snorted rudely. "But you still lost, brat."
"By eight moku," Touya said in a vengeful tone that seemed at odds with his unruffled demeanor.
Shindou stuck out his tongue and pulled down an eyelid.
"Oh, that's mature," Ryousuke's grandfather said. "How are you going to take Ogata-kun's title like that?"
Ryousuke noted that Touya looked very interested in that. 'Ogata-kun', whoever he was, seemed to be another of Shindou's many opponents, and he had noticed that Touya seemed to be keeping track of the challengers around Shindou, rather than concentrating on his own.
"Don't you worry about that," Shindou turned serious, his eyes narrowing--for a moment he stopped looking like someone barely out of high school--before his good nature reasserted itself. "I only lost by one game last year, you know. I've improved since."
"So has Ogata-kun," Ryousuke's grandfather said.
'Ogata-kun' seemed very young, Ryousuke mused to himself, given the way they were talking.
Shindou sat up, his back straight. "Doesn't matter. It'll all be decided on the Go board," he said, turning his attention to Touya. "Touya, are we still playing the opening game at Hokuto Tournament? I haven't received any update from the Institute about that."
Touya gave him an unfriendly look. "You would, if you had switched on your own phone, Shindou. They sent me a message two days ago. It's all confirmed; we're playing. I've already had to reply for you."
"Oh." Shindou seemed unfazed by Touya's tone. "Thanks!" he said, beaming.
Touya's expression relaxed into a smile. "We'll see if you still feel as grateful after I beat you at the tournament."
"Haha, just for that, I'm so giving you hell," Shindou retorted.
Ryousuke's grandfather looked from him to Touya, before he met Ryousuke's gaze with an exaggerated eye-roll.
Ryousuke resisted the urge to laugh. He wondered, for all of his grandfather's insinuations, if there was really anything of an intimate nature between Shindou and Touya. Yes, they teased each other like an old couple, but he didn't really sense anything more than that. Even their body language, while familiar--Shindou was leaning next to Touya while they compared their mobile phones--didn't feel... sensuous, for lack of better word.
But they were a couple for all that: he could see it in the way every other character reference from Shindou came with 'Touya said' and the way they instinctively knew each other's habits.
He envied them.
At the end of breakfast the topic had turned to Shindou's ramen and how his supply was dwindling fast.
"If you didn't keep sneaking out to eat more at midnight, you would have more," Touya said.
"I was hungry!" Shindou wailed.
"It's just a bit pathetic to be eating instant ramen by yourself, isn't it?" Ryousuke's grandfather said.
"I wasn't eating by myself. Ryousuke-san was with me!"
All eyes turned to Ryousuke. The eyebrows on his grandfather had reached his non-existent hairline and Touya's eyes were narrowed.
I'm in hell, thought Ryousuke.
------tbc-----
Day/Theme: 12 Oct/hell's bells
Series: Initial D/Prince of Tennis/Hikago
Character/Pairing: previous Takahashi Ryousuke/Fuji Yuuta
Rating: PG-13, references to incest between brothers
---------------
It was three days later when Ryousuke finally found himself ready to talk to Keisuke. Not just mentally; the day after the talk with Shindou, there was a chemical accident at one of the nearby plants and the hospital had been swamped with patients. For a while, there had been no time to think of personal problems.
Still, he was grateful for the distraction that was Shindou, Touya and his grandfather at the breakfast table. His parents had retreated as soon as they had started talking of Go, his father aggrieved and his mother amused, but Ryousuke sipped his morning coffee and let their chatter wash over him.
"Honestly, Touya!" came Shindou's indignant tone. "Couldn't you see that this old man was just trying to bait you?"
"Oh, and I suppose you didn't fall for the challenge at tengen yourself?"
"Of course not! I could see it coming a mile off-"
Ryousuke's grandfather snorted rudely. "But you still lost, brat."
"By eight moku," Touya said in a vengeful tone that seemed at odds with his unruffled demeanor.
Shindou stuck out his tongue and pulled down an eyelid.
"Oh, that's mature," Ryousuke's grandfather said. "How are you going to take Ogata-kun's title like that?"
Ryousuke noted that Touya looked very interested in that. 'Ogata-kun', whoever he was, seemed to be another of Shindou's many opponents, and he had noticed that Touya seemed to be keeping track of the challengers around Shindou, rather than concentrating on his own.
"Don't you worry about that," Shindou turned serious, his eyes narrowing--for a moment he stopped looking like someone barely out of high school--before his good nature reasserted itself. "I only lost by one game last year, you know. I've improved since."
"So has Ogata-kun," Ryousuke's grandfather said.
'Ogata-kun' seemed very young, Ryousuke mused to himself, given the way they were talking.
Shindou sat up, his back straight. "Doesn't matter. It'll all be decided on the Go board," he said, turning his attention to Touya. "Touya, are we still playing the opening game at Hokuto Tournament? I haven't received any update from the Institute about that."
Touya gave him an unfriendly look. "You would, if you had switched on your own phone, Shindou. They sent me a message two days ago. It's all confirmed; we're playing. I've already had to reply for you."
"Oh." Shindou seemed unfazed by Touya's tone. "Thanks!" he said, beaming.
Touya's expression relaxed into a smile. "We'll see if you still feel as grateful after I beat you at the tournament."
"Haha, just for that, I'm so giving you hell," Shindou retorted.
Ryousuke's grandfather looked from him to Touya, before he met Ryousuke's gaze with an exaggerated eye-roll.
Ryousuke resisted the urge to laugh. He wondered, for all of his grandfather's insinuations, if there was really anything of an intimate nature between Shindou and Touya. Yes, they teased each other like an old couple, but he didn't really sense anything more than that. Even their body language, while familiar--Shindou was leaning next to Touya while they compared their mobile phones--didn't feel... sensuous, for lack of better word.
But they were a couple for all that: he could see it in the way every other character reference from Shindou came with 'Touya said' and the way they instinctively knew each other's habits.
He envied them.
At the end of breakfast the topic had turned to Shindou's ramen and how his supply was dwindling fast.
"If you didn't keep sneaking out to eat more at midnight, you would have more," Touya said.
"I was hungry!" Shindou wailed.
"It's just a bit pathetic to be eating instant ramen by yourself, isn't it?" Ryousuke's grandfather said.
"I wasn't eating by myself. Ryousuke-san was with me!"
All eyes turned to Ryousuke. The eyebrows on his grandfather had reached his non-existent hairline and Touya's eyes were narrowed.
I'm in hell, thought Ryousuke.
------tbc-----