Disclaimer - Obviously, Hikaru No Go is not mine. Hehe.

Story: Blue Butterfly

Pairing: Akira X Female Hikaru

Rated T

Summary: Akira had not seen Shindou Hikaru for ten years, and now that he met her, he realized that he might be the only one who could fix that sad brown eyes and the fear of Go.

-4-

"What the hell are you doing here, Shindo?"

Akira's voice was calm, a total opposite of what was going on inside his head. Once again, he met the woman in a totally random place.

'A bookstore.'

He thought unamusedly at how weird it was to see the person; the girl used to hate everything that she had to read in order to digest the information - trailing her fingers delicately on the book cover in an old book store in Hokkaido. Her eyes zeroed on a page of the book, obviously concentrating really hard to understand the content in the brown, aristrocrat looking book.

He frowned, seeing the title. 'History of Heian Period'

The book was not even about Go.

The pro got strangely upset so he blurted the question out without thinking. He narrowed his eyes when the woman in that dull looking suit startled and almost dropped the book down in fright. Her brown eyes got wider when she turned around and saw that it was, indeed, her once rival who stood rigidly, staring intently at her.

"I…" Shindo quickly knelt down to pick the book up and put it back into its place on the shelf beside her. Seeing his angry expression and sensing how much the man had felt betrayed by her abandonment, her brown eyes flashed guiltily, however, still darting around the shop, undoubtedly trying to find a way to escape from him the second time.

Akira almost scoffed at her antics.

Normally, he was not an impulsive and impolite person. In fact, everyone knew he was the most annoyingly polite player in this generation. However, the thought of how the woman who he had been searching for all these years could run away again if he would not made a move, made him feel rather daring all of sudden.

Shindou squeaked when Akira took a several steps closer and put his hands firmly beside her head, preventing her from leaving. Ever. Again.

His eyes glinted.

"You can't run away. Now, talk.'

I blame Okita's influence on the poor lonely boy. Years of playing and spending time with him surely make Akira grow more forceful. Plus, I've always believe that when it comes to the matters that surrounded Hikaru, he just couldn't, wouldn't, keep his head cool. LOL I remember feeling very refreshed somehow when watching the scene Akira and Hikaru fought. They are both lonely. So I guess that's their way of comforting each other.

Anyway, thanks for reading!