[fic] Pointless (HikaGo; Hikaru and Akira)
Weekend has been spent watching the premier of "Wolverine", to then move one to re-watching all the other X-men movies, then to anything and everything with Halle Barry that we could get out hands on (that woman is so freaking hot oh my god). It was very nice to be able to spend some time alone with shisukoisa for the first time in a few weeks due to komu_kun visiting her parents ^^
Now I am dropping into bed in a minute, just thought I might as well post another one of those fics I've been distracting myself with between studies and no internet. This one was written from a rp chatlog between me and cesia that happened... I think around half a year to a year ago?
"Pointless"
by cesia and exorcistor
Fandom: Hikaru no Go
People/pairings: Hikaru and Akira
Word count: roghly 800
Genre: general
Rating: worksafe
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After Shindou's family's phone bills had skyrocketed enough so that his mother wouldn't let him use it for anything else but work related calls ("But talking to Touya is related to my job!"), Waya helped Shindou put up an IRC channel for the two of them. It took another wile before Akira agreed to try it out, but when he realized the advantages with having their own private place to chat without getting game requests every other minute, he reluctantly agreed to learning about the chat site.
He hadn't quite anticipated how easily Shindou would stray from the topic of Go once he got the hang of using the computer, though.
[Hikaru (shindohikaru) has joined #handofgod]
Hikaru: good game today
ToyaAkira: You saw?
Hikaru: i saw the records.
Hikaru: i only checked the game room quickly on my way home.
Hikaru: i'd actually forgotten how horrible that one shirt is
ToyaAkira: There's nothing wrong with my clothes.
Hikare: pffft yeah right
Hikaru: you look like my granny
ToyaAkira: What?
ToyaAkira: But I wear these all the time.
Hikaru: not a single guy with dignity wears pink, Touya
ToyaAkira: You look like a bee, Shindou. With all that black and yellow.
Hikaru: oh yeah?
Hikaru: yellow and black go well together
Hikaru: pink and purple and orange doesn't
ToyaAkira: I
ToyaAkira: I do not pick these clothes.
ToyaAkira: Mother does.
Hikaru: i'd sure hope you don't pick them out yourself!
Hikaru: you still wear them
ToyaAkira: Yes? You're the only one complaining.
Hikaru: no i'm not
ToyaAkira: Could you go back concentrating on the board Shind
ToyaAkira: what?
Hikaru: waya and nase thinks so too.
ToyaAkira: They do?
Hikaru: Uh-huh
ToyaAkira: Well, why would it matter? It's just clothes.
Hikaru: clothes aren't just clothes, you know!
Hikaru: it's about your image
ToyaAkira: What, I play go. Do I need an image for that?
Hikaru: duh.
Hikaru: tell me one thing
ToyaAkira: What?
Hikaru: could you imagine waya going to work every day in a suit?
Hikaru: or me?
ToyaAkira: Why, no. It's not your style?
ToyaAkira: What has that got to do with anything?
Hikaru: you're missing the point here
Hikaru: wouldn't it feel strange if i went in a suit every day, like some of the older pros does?
Hikaru: honestly
ToyaAkira: Not really.
ToyaAkira: Maybe a little
ToyaAkira: But that's because I'm used to seeing you in your ordinary clothes
Hikaru: exactly!
ToyaAkira: I don't see your point.
Hikaru: because that's part of my image.
ToyaAkira: Well, isn't my clothing part of my image then?
Hikaru: and your image is all messed up!
ToyaAkira: I'm not you, Shindou.
ToyaAkira: It's my image. Not yours.
Hikaru: do you want to look like a granny?!
ToyaAkira: ...do I look like one?
Hikaru: YES
Hikaru: Yes you do!
ToyaAkira: There's no way I could.
ToyaAkira: I am seventeen years old.
Hikaru: next thing I know you're wearing an old lady skirt
ToyaAkira: I do not look like an old lady. You're just being ridi
ToyaAkira: what, no!
ToyaAkira: I have absolutely no reason to.
ToyaAkira: That's just idiotic.
Hikaru: god i hope you won't
ToyaAkira: Of course not, stupid.
Hikaru: don't call me stupid, granny
ToyaAkira: I'm not a granny.
ToyaAkira: And I call you what I want, moron.
Hikaru: i'm not a moron either!
ToyaAkira: Then don't call me granny!
ToyaAkira: And make the move. It's been almost an hour already.
Hikaru: okay then, auntie
Akira had a feeling Shindou were sticking out his tongue at the screen, and just to prove he was the more mature of them, he didn’t call him out on it. But on the other time, all of this was a waste of time and effort if Shindou didn’t mean to play him.
ToyaAkira: If you're going to keep this up, I'm logging off to do better things.
ToyaAkira: I'm waiting.
Hikaru: then go do your "better things". not like i care.
ToyaAkira: Okay.
[ToyaAkira is now known as ToyaAkira-away]
Hikaru: oi!
Hikaru: i didn't really mean
Hikaru: ooiiii
[ToyaAkira-away is now known as ToyaAkira]
ToyaAkira: Made up your mind yet?
Hikaru: yup! 13-5
Touya Akira would quickly tell anyone who asked him about his now rather broad understanding of computers that he only used the machine because it was a good way of practising at home. But in reality, there were a part of him which also delighted in the (sometimes half an hour long) conversations with Shindou that didn't have anything to do with Go. They may be pointless, and they may mostly be an annoyance - it was Shindou, after all; the other boy didn’t know how to not be annoying, even in chat - but ever since they started, he’d gotten to know a lot more about his rival’s daily life and person.
Sometime in the future, he figured he might even be able to stop calling Shindou his "rival", and move on to "friend".
Unless he ended up throwing his computer out the window before then.