I don't Own Detective Conan or Hikaru No Go
I Love This Story Alot Because No One Knows About The Amazing Game Of Go But I Can't Right It Anymore I Hope In The Future Someone Will Adopt This Story. Until Then I Will Give You Guys All That I've Written On This Story
Conan sighed as Ran dragged him down the sidewalk. "Ran-neechan, I don't want to go!" he complained.
"Come on, Conan-kun," Ran replied, "It'll be fun!"
"How do you know? It's not like you're signing yourself up as well."
"Come on now, Conan-kun. Just get through the first day and then decide whether you'll like it or not."
"Haaaaiiii," Conan sighed again, letting Ran lead him toward the school. He looked up at the building they were approaching. Conan, or rather Shinichi, had played Go before, and it wasn't necessarily his idea of fun. Even though it tested his strategy, it was boring. And now Ran was forcing him to go to a Go school, even though he already knew how to play. Of course, Ran didn't know that, and had signed him up anyway.
They entered the building and Conan looked around. It was a well-lit room, and there were many places for the gobans and competing players. Indeed, there were several people who had just started playing their games. Looks like they started a little while ago, Conan thought.
"Aw, they already started," Ran said aloud. A man that had been walking amongst the students looked up at Ran when he heard her voice.
"Ah, hello there," he said, walking toward them, "You must be one of the new students here."
"Yeah," Ran replied, "We signed Conan-kun up for Go lessons."
"I see," the man said. Then he bent down to Conan's level and added, "I'm Kuroso-sensei. Yoroshiku."
Conan replied saying "I'm Edogawa Conan. Yoroshiku," with a slight bow.
"Alright, Conan," Ran said, "I'll be back after your first day is over, okay?"
"Okaaaaay," Conan replied reluctantly as Ran started walking away.
When she walked out the door, Conan turned back toward the Go teacher. "Have you ever played Go before?" Kuroso-sensei asked.
"A few times," Conan replied.
"Then let's play a game to see how good you are. Place your handicap."
"No, I don't need one," Conan replied, shrugging.
Kuroso smiled at the young boy's confidence, "Oh come on, you should still put something down. I am a pro, you know. So don't think yourself too great."
Edogawa-kun glanced up at the teacher, seemingly assessed him, then replied, "No thanks, I can do without one."
Kuroso's smiled wavered slightly. "Come now, at least place something down. It can even be something small if you feel so confident."
"No, I don't need any,"Edogawa-kun repeated with a slightly annoyed tone in his voice.
This little kid started getting on Kuroso's nerves. A 10-year-old kid who had just started playing go - or at least he assumed, as the only reason one would come to this school was to learn how to play - thought that he could play against a 26-year-old pro who has had a lot more experience than him?
However, it didn't seem like the boy would change his mind. So Kuroso lead the boy over to one of the empty gobans and set it up, making sure that the kid would at least have some help by giving him black.
- Sometime Later -
Kuroso stared at the board in front of him, open-mouthed. He looked up at Edogawa-kun, who was staring intently at the game. There really wasn't much reason to, though. The game had already been decided.
"I . . . I resign," Kuroso-sensei said, bowing his head.
Conan looked up, surprised. He saw a move where Kuroso-sensei could have gone to save himself and even make a comeback if he played it right. But apparently the pro hadn't seen that. "Thank you for the game," Conan replied. Then he looked around and for the first time noticed the crowd of students that had gathered around them. Of course there was a crowd around them. To them, it looked like a beginner 10-year-old had just beaten a pro 26-year-old. Conan turned back to the go teacher and said, "Do you want to review?"
Kuroso-sensei didn't answer, but just said, "W-who are you?"
"Edogawa Conan," Conan replied. He was just about to say "a detective" out of habit, but managed to stop himself in time.
"You can't be new at this game. Why are you here?"
"Ran-neechan forced me to come," Conan replied simply.
"How long have you played?"
Conan shrugged, "Since I was a kid."
Kuroso-sensei looked at him strangely. "What do you mean since you were a kid? You still are a kid."
Oops, not good, Conan thought, hoping that that little slip wouldn't cause anyone to be suspicious of him.
"W-well, I meant since I was a little kid," Conan amended.
"How old were you when you started?" Kuroso-sensei asked.
Conan faked shrinking back, "Why do you keep asking me these questions?"
"Anyone would want to know," one of the students in the crowd replied, "How could a kid beat an adult pro?"
"I-I've had a lot of practice," Conan replied.
"What age did you start at?" Kuroso-sensei asked again.
"Uh, 6," Conan said, thinking fast.
"You must have really practiced a lot," another of the students said.
"Heh heh," Conan replied, rubbing the back of his neck in fake embarrassment. I hope no one questions Ran and finds out that Edogawa Conan hasn't played since he came to Ran's house, Conan thought to himself.
After a couple more questions, Conan played a couple more games with some other students, going easy on them and telling them where they went wrong during the reviewing. Conan was just finishing up a review session when Ran came to pick him up.
"So? How was it?" Ran asked as they walked out of the building.
Conan shrugged, "I guess it was okay." He didn't tell her about winning against the pro teacher, nor helping the other students.
"So you'll be coming back again tomorrow?"
"I guess."
"What did you do over there?"
"I played some Go games," Conan stated, as if it was obvious, which it was.
"Well, yeah," Ran replied, "but how did you do?"
"I won a few games," he replied. Then he thought to himself, Well, it isn't a lie. I only played a few games, and I won a few games. I don't have to say that I won all the games I played.
"Really?!" Ran said, excited, "Good job, Conan-kun!"
"Arigatou, Ran-neechan," Conan replied in his child-like expression.
When they got back to the Mouri Detective Agency, Ran started making lunch for her and Conan. Conan looked around when he felt like something wasn't right. Then he figured out what. "Ne, where's Ojisan?" he asked Ran.
"Oh, Dad? He's out on a case that had come to him while you were out."
"Eh?!" Conan exclaimed, "And I missed it?" He groaned inwardly as he thought about that fool of a detective trying to solve a case on his own. He would probably make a false deduction and ruin the reputation Conan had inevitably built up for him. "Where is the case?" Conan asked with a slight case of hope that he could sneak out and help with it.
"Well, I think it's-" Ran paused, then added, "Wait a minute, Conan-kun. You're not going to go over and get in Dad's way again if I tell you, are you?"
"W-well," Conan said.
"No, you're going to stay here and keep out of trouble."
"Awww," Conan replied. "Can't you at least tell me what it's about?"
Ran thought for a second, then, seeing no harm in telling him, said, "It's a missing person's case. I don't know anything besides that."
Conan sighed. Well, at least it wasn't a murder. But who knew? Other times that had started out as missing person cases had turned into murder cases.
Conan spent the rest of the day bored. Detective Mouri came back around dinner time and it thankfully hadn't turned into a murder case. However, it had turned into a kidnapping case, but the culprit was easily arrested and there was nothing left to be done.
Ran, seeing that Conan was bored, said to him, "Why don't you go to that Go salon around here? It could help you improve your Go."
"Okay," Conan sighed. He didn't really want to go, but there wasn't much to do around the apartment either. Maybe it would relieve a little bit of his boredom. Of course, it could also make him more bored, but Conan doubted that he could be much more bored than he already was.
The two went outside and Ran lead Conan to the Go salon. Ran wanted to stay with Conan, but she had to go shopping for some food she had forgotten. When Conan went inside the building, he was lead to the only table that had a person who didn't have a partner to play with yet. "Maybe you can teach him a bit," the employee said to the person.
Conan looked at his opponent. He seemed only in his teens, so he would probably be easy to beat. But looks could be deceiving, Conan knew. He was a 20-year-old detective with the body of a 10-year-old kid.
"Hello," Conan said, "I'm Edogawa Conan."
"I'm Touya Akira," his opponent replied. "Shall we get started?"
Conan nodded his head. "Onegaishimasu," the two said in unison.
As the game started, Touya-kun started placing multiple stones of the opposite shade on the goban.
"What are you doing?" Conan asked.
"Giving you a handicap," Touya-kun replied.
"I don't need one," Conan stated.
Touya-kun looked up at Conan, then replied, "I'm pretty sure you do. All kids that I've faced your age have needed a handicap, no matter how good they were." Touya-kun paused, then corrected, almost as an afterthought, "Most kids I've faced have the same age as yours."
"I'm not like them then," Conan persisted. "I don't need a handicap."
Akira shrugged to himself. Suit yourself, he thought.
It was now halfway into the game. Spectators had gathered at the game between the 16-year-old and the 10-year-old. It was a tense game, ever since the start. Even those watching felt the anxiety. At this point in the game, it was hard to see who was winning and who was losing. All the people knew was that this kid that presumably had 6-years less time to hone his Go skills, and yet he was keeping up with a teenager who had gone pro around 12 or 13.
Akira examined the game on the goban. At first glance, it seemed as if he was winning. But when he looked through it more thoroughly, he saw that Edogawa-kun was just slightly ahead of him. Akira glanced up at the 10-year-old, who was also obviously concentrating hard. Just who is this kid?! he thought.
Suddenly, Akira saw a move he could make that could change the game. He would be taking a risk, of course, but it was one of the only chances he got. He tried it, and placed the smooth white stone down. Sure enough, it didn't look like Edogawa-kun really knew how to respond. A few moves later, it still didn't look like much had changed. However, Akira and Conan could tell that the winner so far had changed. Now it was Touya-san who was winning. And he continued to win. Finally, it had gotten to a point where Conan knew that he didn't have a chance at making a comeback.
"I resign," Conan said, defeat evident in his voice.
"Thank you for the game," Touya-san said.
"Thank you for the game," Conan replied.
"Shall we review?" Touya-san asked. Conan nodded. Touya-san showed Conan where he had gone wrong in the game and how he could have combated his move. Conan nodded thoughtfully. He could see it now.
During the review, everyone got bored and left to go watch or play other games. Afterwards, Touya-san looked down at Conan with a questioning look and asked, "Who are you?"
"Edogawa Conan," he replied. Then he added out of habit, "Tantei sa."
Detective? Akira asked himself, more confused than surprised. Then he asked Edogawa-kun, "Who's your teacher?"
Conan thought about it, then replied, "I forgot."
Akira blinked. "You forgot?" Conan nodded and Touya-san shook his head. Then he added, "Well, are you planning on going pro?"
"No, not really," he replied.
"What?!" Touya-san exclaimed, "How could you not plan on going pro?!"
Conan shrugged, "I guess I just don't like the game."
"WHAT?!" Touya-san asked, more confused than ever now.
"I told you, I'm a detective," Conan replied. "I rarely play go."
"You're ten years old, barely play go, and yet you're this good and don't plan on going pro?!" he still seemed unable to wrap his mind around the idea.
"So?" Conan asked. And I'm not 10, he thought, I'm 20. "And besides, its not like I have many people to practice against while I'd be waiting."
"Hm," Touya-san said, "Where do you go to school?"
"Teitan Elementary," Conan replied, confused.
"It's just that I have a student at Teitan. He's pretty decent for his age. Actually, he's about the same age as you. Maybe you could practice against him, even though it'll probably be easy."
"No thanks. And I already told you that I'm not going pro anyway."
"Well, you could at least give him someone to practice with. I'm going to be leaving soon. I'm going to America. It would be helpful if you helped him while I'm gone."
Conan hesitated. Finally, he replied, "Okay, but only while you're gone."
Touya-san nodded satisfactorily, "Arigatou, Conan-kun."
The next day, Conan went to school with the game of go completely forgotten in his mind. However, when he sat down in class and glanced over at the class and saw one of his classmates, he remembered what Touya-san had asked him the day before.
After school, Conan approached his classmate, Satou Yatou-kun. "Ne, Satou-kun," Conan said.
"Yeah, Edogawa-kun?" Satou-kun asked.
"I heard from a friend that you play go. I was wondering if you would like to play a game with me."
Satou-kun perked up at that statement. "Really?!" he asked, "I don't have anyone to play with usually and my instructor will be going to America soon."
"Alright then, let's play a game! But I'm warning you, I won't go easy."
Satou-kun smiled at Conan. "You're on!"
Conan said goodbye to his friends - the Detective Boys - and walked away with Satou-kun. They had decided earlier that they would play the game at his house and it seemed like he couldn't wait to play against Conan.
After a little while, they arrived at Satou-kun's house. The house wasn't really anything out of the ordinary. It was a white, two-story building with a double-slanted roof. When they got inside, they took off their shoes and walked into the living room. There was a small rectangular table in the center of the room with a couch on either side of it and a chair at one end. On one side of the room there was a tall cabinet which seemed to hold various games and books. There wasn't much else in the room besides the goban underneath the table.
"Let's play here," Satou-kun said as he went over to the table and slid out the goban.
Suddenly, a young-looking woman's head peeked into the room. She had dark brown hair and deep blue eyes, with an innocent look on her face. "Okaeri, Kawaru-kun!" she said.
"Mom!" Satou-kun exclaimed, "I told you not to call me that in front of my friends!"
Satou-kun's mom looked around the room and seemed to notice Conan for the first time. "Oh, sorry, Yatou-kun. And hello there." The last part was addressed to Conan.
"Hi!" Conan replied in a child-like voice.
"Well, I'll leave you two kids to your game of go then," she said after seeing that Satou-kun had taken the goban out. She naturally assumed that it was to play a game with the other kid.
"Hai!" Satou-kun and Conan replied.
When she left, Satou-kun and Conan faced each other. "I guess you should get black," Conan said.
"No, you should," Satou-kun replied.
"I'm stronger than I look," Conan retorted.
"I've been playing much longer than you have," Satou-kun shot back.
"I doubt that."
"You have no idea."
"Neither do you."
"It's my house, the guest should get black."
"But I'm pretty sure I'm much stronger than you and you should get black, if not a handicap."
'A handicap? Me? There's no chance that I would need a handicap against a fifth grader.'
"Don't be so sure about it. At least take the black."
"No, you should."
"Not a chance."
Suddenly, Satou-kun's mom came back in and said, "If you two don't stop arguing, then I'll decide for you!" Satou-kun and Conan stopped talking. "Yatou-kun," she continued, "He's a guest, so you can let him decide."
"Aw, mom!" Satou-kun replied. She stared at him. Finally, he gave in. "Haaai," he said reluctantly. "So I take it I'm getting black then?" he asked Conan.
Conan nodded, "You won't regret it."
"I doubt that."
But Conan refused to argue any further and gave Satou-kun the black stones.
"Onegaishimasu!" they said in unison.
As they started the game, Yatou realized just how much he actually needed the handicap. So far, he was struggling against the battle with Edogawa-kun, and standing, but Edogawa-kun was definitely very strong. If Yatou didn't know better, he would think that this fifth grader was a pro. Catching his mind wandering, he turned his attention back to the game. Well, that group of black stones was forfeit. He couldn't see anyway out of it, so he moved to protecting his territory.
Who was this kid? All he really knew about him was that he was part of that Detective Boys group that some of the kids started. He had no idea that he was this good at Go. Edogawa-kun should've started a go club instead of a detective club.
Conan, on the other hand, thought that Satou-kun was doing very well for his age. He was putting up a good fight, even if he didn't stand much of a chance against him. Well, he was being tutored by someone who had beaten Conan, even if only because of one mistake on Conan's part. It made sense that he was so good, especially if he had been playing for a long time like he said he had.
Yatou was a good player, and he knew when to give up. He looked over the board now and realized that there was nothing he could do know. Edogawa-kun had him badly defeated.
"I resign," Satou-kun said.
Conan nodded and said, "Thank you for the game." Satou-kun echoed him. Then they went into the review. Conan pointed out any of the times that Satou-kun could have moved somewhere to gain an advantage.
Satou-kun shook his head. "Who are you?" he asked.
"Edogawa Conan," Conan said, tired of having to say that so often. He decided not to add the "detective" part.
Satou-kun didn't seem very satisfied with that obvious answer, but he didn't question it any further. Instead, he asked another question. "Why did you start a detective club at school instead of a go club if you're this good at it?"
"Well, I'm not really that interested in Go."
"Ehhh?!" Satou-kun exclaimed. "Then how did you get so good at it if you're not even interested in it?!" Conan just shrugged. "Well, how long have you played then?"
Conan was about to answer truthfully, but caught himself in time. He'd accidentally said stuff about him doing/knowing things since childhood too many times. He hesitated on what to say. Satou-kun looked at him expectantly.
Pressured by his silence and Satou-kun's look, and since for some reason he couldn't think of a suitable answer in time, Conan replied, "Was it a couple years ago? I don't know; I forgot."
"Well then, who was your teacher?"
"I've never had one," Conan replied.
"What?! Then, how on earth could you have gotten this good with just starting to learn a couple years ago and never having a teacher?!" Once again, Conan shrugged.
Suddenly, Yatou had a thought. "Wait," he said, "If you're not interested in Go, then why did you ask me for a game? Come to think of it, how did you find out that I played in the first place?"
"Well," Edogawa-kun replied, "I met your instructor at a Go salon and played against him. He told me that he was going to America and asked me to help you play Go while he was gone." Conan decided it was better not telling Satou-kun about him almost beating Touya-sensei.
That Is All
I Will also Leave You With Some Info Satou Yatou Aka Kawaru Was Used To Be A Teen But Was Shrunk When He Had A Run In With The BO Afterwards He Started His New Life With His An Old Family Friend. He Always Wanted To Be A Go Professional But He New At His Age It Was To Late To Get Strong Enough So Now With A New Chance He Decides To Follow His Dream.
I Hope Someone Will Keep This Alive For Me If They Do I Can't Wait To Read It :D