Theme: Seven Deadly Sins: Wrath
Notes: Hikaru POV. Written for the stagesoflove Seven Deadly Sins Challenge: Wrath.
I grit my teeth, gripped my knees and tried not to let the emotion show too much.
I didn’t look, but I heard the rustle of my opponent’s clothes as they slowly got to their feet, stretched and made their way to the recording card to stamp the win that would move them forward and the stamp that would effectively end my chances at the Honinbou title this year.
The third round was further than before, but not far enough.
Out of the corner of my eye, I watched as Touya walked over to mark his card, and I abruptly stood to leave.
I wasn’t good enough yet.
I knew I’d been improving. I’d beaten Touya on a handful of occasions, but still, I could not stay on par with him.
I slipped my shoes on and stared angrily at the wall. I could feel my eyes watering and my fist pounded against the wall in one swift movement.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Touya, stopped halfway between the game room door and the shoe rack, staring bemusedly at me. “Shindou?”
I looked up, staring into his blue-green eyes. They were softer than usual; confused and bewildered, but still with that edge of steel he seems to carry around with him wherever he goes. I wondered what he would look like without that defensive look in his eyes.
I found I really wanted to know.
The silence stretched on, and as the moment turned awkward, I turned and left him standing there without a word.
I had to improve. I had to become his equal.
So he would look at me with eyes that held something in them that left no room for steel.