Igo player no te
As I said earlier 'Igo player no te' means 'A Go player's hands'. This story is set exactly one year after that tragedy that occurred in Volume 15, or episode 60, and that's about 8 or 9 months since the dream. That's right I'm talking about the disappearance of Sai. No one wanted it to happen, but it did, on the 5/05/02..I'm pretty sure it was meant to be 2002 anyway. Anyway, that's boys' day. And the exact same date as Torajiro's birthday. Coincidence? I think not. However, let's forget that for now. The fact is, this is the same day that Sai left us. one year later. What will Hikaru do, if anything to make it special? What will he think about and remember? And what will happen?
'blah blah blah' spoken
blah blah blah thought
I don know if the italics come out on this, sorry I'm new, I'll figure it out.
Chapter 1 'The unfinished game'
Hikaru awoke that fateful 5/05/03 and looked out the window, the fish flags were already up and the sun was pretty much out. It took a moment for Hikaru to realize what day it really was.
'Sai' Hikaru whispered into the empty room. Yes, just one year ago, Sai had still been with him. Exactly one year ago had they still been on the train. Tired, and grumpy, was it this time last year that Hikaru and practically been ignoring his friend? Or had they already been home playing that last game, Hikaru had been too tired to notice the time.
Hikaru got up and looked at the clock.8 am? No it had been later then that, the Shinkansen wasn't that fast. He didn't know why, but he wanted to be exact that day, to honor Sai properly. Hikaru went downstairs, he felt so strange, as if Sai were almost with him on this day. Hikaru hugged himself and continued to the kitchen. He sat down with his mother and they ate breakfast together in silence. It seemed several times like she really wanted to say something but kept deciding not to. Hikaru just continued eating, basking in this feeling that his guardian angel was with him once more on this day.
He finished breakfast and put his plate in the sink and headed up stairs, as he was going his mother decided to speak, 'remember, it was around this time last year you came home from your job? And then less than an hour later you ran off to Hiroshima.you never did tell me what that was about.' Hs mother's face seemed slightly distant, he knew ever since he'd become a pro she'd been rather stressed, However so much practice at leaving his mother in the dark stopped him from saying anything reassuring now, and he just headed up to his room without saying a word and closed the door behind him.
He changed clothes so that he was more or less wearing what he had a year ago. Hikaru got up on his bed, opened the window and let the wind blow hi face, in the depths of his mind Hikaru could hear 'Hikaru, ikokyu ushimashou'.
He turned around to face his Goban and began replaying their last game. Placing all the stones down, each one with its' own meaning. Despite how tired he had been that day, he could still remember this game. Sai had not been holding back those last few games they had played. Beating Hikaru mercilessly, Hikaru knew it was that kind of ability that would lead to the 'divine move'. Hikaru observed the game in front of him, yes, a game that began with these few moves, a game just like this, would lead to The Hand of God.
He was getting tired, just like that day, had he missed Sai's last move? Or just his last words.. Hikaru yawned and placed his move. He leaned on his hand hunched over, he was almost asleep, then he remembered, 'Oi, sai, omae no ban douzo..omae no ban detteba..' Hikaru's head snapped up, 'Sai!' Then he remembered, that's right he's gone, that was his last move there, and then my move here.and then he was gone.
Hikaru looked at the game again. Where would he have gone next? He's a part of me now, I was with him so long, I should know where his next move would be..Hikaru slumped again looking through the tired eyes of the boy he'd been a year ago. Hikaru kept looking over the last few moves, then finally he raised the white stone in favor of Sai, lifting the stone and placing it with elegance on the board, keeping his hand on it to admire the great work of the master Go genius Sai. There It's done, the move he never made is done, for you Sai, Hikaru was practically asleep now, he lifted his right hand, the hand that had won him so much, could there be any thing more precious to a Go player? He tilted it face up to flex it, just in the way he had when he had sworn he would play no more go. His eyes fell over his fingers, then the stones and board. His eyes widened and he let out a small gasp.
There was blood everywhere.
TBC.
Key:
Shinkansen: a bullet train
'Hikaru, ikokyu ushimashou': Hikaru, let's play a game.
'Oi, sai, omae no ban douzo..omae no ban detteba..': Hey Sai, it's your turn, I said it's your turn...
Want to know more? I assure you there is much more to this mystery, the mystery that's hardly really begun in ^^;; if I get 5 reviews I will write more. I hope someone liked it. Comeone people, make with the reviewing. Oh and my email, if you want to get all personal on me: lilliansurrascool3001@hotmail.com
As I said earlier 'Igo player no te' means 'A Go player's hands'. This story is set exactly one year after that tragedy that occurred in Volume 15, or episode 60, and that's about 8 or 9 months since the dream. That's right I'm talking about the disappearance of Sai. No one wanted it to happen, but it did, on the 5/05/02..I'm pretty sure it was meant to be 2002 anyway. Anyway, that's boys' day. And the exact same date as Torajiro's birthday. Coincidence? I think not. However, let's forget that for now. The fact is, this is the same day that Sai left us. one year later. What will Hikaru do, if anything to make it special? What will he think about and remember? And what will happen?
'blah blah blah' spoken
blah blah blah thought
I don know if the italics come out on this, sorry I'm new, I'll figure it out.
Chapter 1 'The unfinished game'
Hikaru awoke that fateful 5/05/03 and looked out the window, the fish flags were already up and the sun was pretty much out. It took a moment for Hikaru to realize what day it really was.
'Sai' Hikaru whispered into the empty room. Yes, just one year ago, Sai had still been with him. Exactly one year ago had they still been on the train. Tired, and grumpy, was it this time last year that Hikaru and practically been ignoring his friend? Or had they already been home playing that last game, Hikaru had been too tired to notice the time.
Hikaru got up and looked at the clock.8 am? No it had been later then that, the Shinkansen wasn't that fast. He didn't know why, but he wanted to be exact that day, to honor Sai properly. Hikaru went downstairs, he felt so strange, as if Sai were almost with him on this day. Hikaru hugged himself and continued to the kitchen. He sat down with his mother and they ate breakfast together in silence. It seemed several times like she really wanted to say something but kept deciding not to. Hikaru just continued eating, basking in this feeling that his guardian angel was with him once more on this day.
He finished breakfast and put his plate in the sink and headed up stairs, as he was going his mother decided to speak, 'remember, it was around this time last year you came home from your job? And then less than an hour later you ran off to Hiroshima.you never did tell me what that was about.' Hs mother's face seemed slightly distant, he knew ever since he'd become a pro she'd been rather stressed, However so much practice at leaving his mother in the dark stopped him from saying anything reassuring now, and he just headed up to his room without saying a word and closed the door behind him.
He changed clothes so that he was more or less wearing what he had a year ago. Hikaru got up on his bed, opened the window and let the wind blow hi face, in the depths of his mind Hikaru could hear 'Hikaru, ikokyu ushimashou'.
He turned around to face his Goban and began replaying their last game. Placing all the stones down, each one with its' own meaning. Despite how tired he had been that day, he could still remember this game. Sai had not been holding back those last few games they had played. Beating Hikaru mercilessly, Hikaru knew it was that kind of ability that would lead to the 'divine move'. Hikaru observed the game in front of him, yes, a game that began with these few moves, a game just like this, would lead to The Hand of God.
He was getting tired, just like that day, had he missed Sai's last move? Or just his last words.. Hikaru yawned and placed his move. He leaned on his hand hunched over, he was almost asleep, then he remembered, 'Oi, sai, omae no ban douzo..omae no ban detteba..' Hikaru's head snapped up, 'Sai!' Then he remembered, that's right he's gone, that was his last move there, and then my move here.and then he was gone.
Hikaru looked at the game again. Where would he have gone next? He's a part of me now, I was with him so long, I should know where his next move would be..Hikaru slumped again looking through the tired eyes of the boy he'd been a year ago. Hikaru kept looking over the last few moves, then finally he raised the white stone in favor of Sai, lifting the stone and placing it with elegance on the board, keeping his hand on it to admire the great work of the master Go genius Sai. There It's done, the move he never made is done, for you Sai, Hikaru was practically asleep now, he lifted his right hand, the hand that had won him so much, could there be any thing more precious to a Go player? He tilted it face up to flex it, just in the way he had when he had sworn he would play no more go. His eyes fell over his fingers, then the stones and board. His eyes widened and he let out a small gasp.
There was blood everywhere.
TBC.
Key:
Shinkansen: a bullet train
'Hikaru, ikokyu ushimashou': Hikaru, let's play a game.
'Oi, sai, omae no ban douzo..omae no ban detteba..': Hey Sai, it's your turn, I said it's your turn...
Want to know more? I assure you there is much more to this mystery, the mystery that's hardly really begun in ^^;; if I get 5 reviews I will write more. I hope someone liked it. Comeone people, make with the reviewing. Oh and my email, if you want to get all personal on me: lilliansurrascool3001@hotmail.com