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31_days2006-11-03 05:49 pm
issen4.livejournal.com) wrote in 31_days2006-11-03 05:49 pm
[3 Nov] [Hikaru no Go] The Shape of the Stones
Title: The Shape of the Stones 1/10
Day/Theme: 3 Nov/ my pillow won't tell me where he has gone
Series: Hikaru no go
Character/Pairing: Isumi/Waya
Rating: General
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Isumi woke up to find himself alone. The other side of the futon was empty, and even the pillow looked unused, without a dent on it. He touched it slowly, and found it cold. He sat up.
They had argued again, last night. It was all that they seemed to do, these days, about the most minor things: whether to go out for dinner, whose turn it was to buy the groceries, and even whose friends to play Go with.
He called Shindou while making breakfast for himself, as there was no reply on the cellphone.
"Waya?" Shindou sounded confused. "No, I haven’t seen him. But we are supposed to meet at Morishita’s this afternoon."
He knew that. "He didn’t say anything else to you?"
"Nope."
He could picture Shindou shrugging. "Oh. It’s all right then," he said. "I apologise for interrupting you so early in the morning-"
Shindou interrupted. "Hey, it’s all right,” he said. "Um, Isumi-san... I know it’s none of my business, but is everything all right? Between you and Waya?"
He gripped the phone more tightly. "It’s fine. I have to go now. Bye, Shindou."
"-but Isumi-"
He put the phone down, and went to the futon. He hadn't said, we are fine. He didn’t lie well, he knew.
----tbc----
Day/Theme: 3 Nov/ my pillow won't tell me where he has gone
Series: Hikaru no go
Character/Pairing: Isumi/Waya
Rating: General
-----------
Isumi woke up to find himself alone. The other side of the futon was empty, and even the pillow looked unused, without a dent on it. He touched it slowly, and found it cold. He sat up.
They had argued again, last night. It was all that they seemed to do, these days, about the most minor things: whether to go out for dinner, whose turn it was to buy the groceries, and even whose friends to play Go with.
He called Shindou while making breakfast for himself, as there was no reply on the cellphone.
"Waya?" Shindou sounded confused. "No, I haven’t seen him. But we are supposed to meet at Morishita’s this afternoon."
He knew that. "He didn’t say anything else to you?"
"Nope."
He could picture Shindou shrugging. "Oh. It’s all right then," he said. "I apologise for interrupting you so early in the morning-"
Shindou interrupted. "Hey, it’s all right,” he said. "Um, Isumi-san... I know it’s none of my business, but is everything all right? Between you and Waya?"
He gripped the phone more tightly. "It’s fine. I have to go now. Bye, Shindou."
"-but Isumi-"
He put the phone down, and went to the futon. He hadn't said, we are fine. He didn’t lie well, he knew.
----tbc----