Author's Note: Second part of the fic. Maybe more to come,but doubtful. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hikaru no Go.

Why? Part II

by SVZ

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It wasn't as though that Hikaru didn't want to tell the truth to Touya, because, really, that wasn't the issue… Be damned, he really actually wanted to tell Touya, it was just the matter of having Akira actually believing him and not send him off the nearest mental institution. He really owed Touya that much at least. The truth. And honestly to give Touya credit, he never really pushed the issue-and after seeing how Hikaru was always touchy about the subject, but that didn't mean that Touya didn't want to find out who Sai was.

Touya pretty much knew that he had some link to Sai, but didn't exactly know how or what. Hikaru was almost certain that at some point in time, Touya actually suspected that he was involved with Sai of all things. Him. Involved with a hyperactive Go-obsessed ghost who would rather play a millennium-old game than have sex. It made you wonder if Sai even had any hormones when he was alive. It was almost funny, except for the part where it really wasn't.

Hikaru blew at his bangs, and he tried to concentrate on the task at hand, while he heard the soft taps of the keyboard from the other room, and the sound of the computer humming. He could feel his muscles tensing up and ready to spring and the thought of making his favorite food and having to eat it wasn't particularly appealing. It felt like that at any second, Akira would find something out and he would be royally screwed for a logical explanation (or to be more blunt, a believable lie) that would save his ass. Maybe he was being too sensitive, he rationalized. Seriously, what are the chances that Touya would actually find some-

"I think I got something."

Well, shit.

Hikaru forgot about making ramen. Within seconds, he was breathing down Touya's neck, trying to figure out what the other Go pro had discovered.

If Akira was disturbed by the sudden invasion of personal space, he didn't show it. "Isumi-san had told me about a Go pro called Yang Hai that he stayed with in China. I've met him a few times when I visited China, and we've kept in touch, although we never really discussed Sai. However, he's pretty good with computers and when I questioned him about Sai's IP and why no one every tried tracing him, he said he did try to trace Sai- "

Hikaru felt his throat go dry.

"-but didn't get much. He said he traced it to some internet café around here."

"Oh." Hikaru frantically tried to thinking something… anything to say, but anything he thought of died at his throat.

"Shindou…" Touya sighed, and faced his rival, reaching for his water bottle and handing it to him. "You don't have to tell me. I'm not holding it over your head," he stated, his hand reached out to tilt Hikaru's head back so his sea green eyes were staring intently into Hikaru's own dark green ones.

The blond Go pro held that gaze for a moment before taking a quick swig of water. He then impulsively hugged the other teen, murmuring sincerely, "I'll tell you everything… someday."

"I'll wait."

"Thanks Touya."

"Shindou?"

"Hmm?"

"Is the stove still on?"

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