Hand of Gods
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Pairing: Hikaru/Sai, Hikaru/Akira, Hikaru/Akari (oneside), (past paring later)
Warning: Slash
Rating: T to M
Summary: Reincarnation/ noun 1. The belief that the soul, upon death of the body, comes back to earth in another body or form. 2. Rebirth of the soul in a new body. 3. A new incarnation or embodiment, as of a person. From the Random House Dictionary story is about the cycle of births and rebirths of Sai and Hikaru and the people who stumble into their lives.
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AN: First thank you Hiyami for previous betas the story.
Second Rayvern have agreed to temporary beta until back Rayvern back to studies, I extremely happy and grateful for Rayvern accept to take on the job. Thank you very much Rayvern. I learned a lot from you.
The chapter is betas by Hiyami & Rayvern.
The story is reposted again, the plot will be the same but the tale would change depends on my muses.
Apologies to all historic Igo players, I'm about ruins some of the great characters in history in the name of fan-fiction.
Final warning, I'm not an Igo player…loved to watch but will lose the game within five seconds and I'm sure that no one could able to beat my record.
Key: Anything in italics are thoughts e.g, 'I wish this would end already...'. Everything else is normal text and "Blah blah blah" is normal speach
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Ok, here's the anime timeline for those of you who can't remember or can't be bothered to remember them so it'll be easier to follow the story:
2000- Hikaru turned 12 (met Sai at the end of his school year school)
2001-12 years old- Haze Middle School Go club
2002-Insei
2003- Hikaru is 14 (1st shodan) –Sai disappears (May 5 2003-Japan Golden Week- on Children Day)
2004- Hikaru returns to Go-Profession
2005- 16 years old (start of story)
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Prologue
Past (Heian Period)
Tsuyujima the Emperor's Igo instructor POV
I hate him, Fujiwara no Sai. His pretty girlish face did nothing but fuel my anger towards him. Simply put, he eclipses me in everything and that is not acceptable.
I remembered the first day he débuted in Heian's Court. He was presented to the Emperor by his uncle, the head of the Fujiwara clan and the real power behind the puppet who is the Emperor. Fujiwara no Sai was asked to play an Igo game with the Emperor, it was to be expected, but the outcome was not.
The game had gone into yose and he had lost by half a moku. I sighed with relief and tried not to smirk. The rumours were wrong after all. A genius Igo player he was not and for that I am grateful; maybe he had gained his 'reputation' through the use of his clan name and the power that it brought. The Emperor shook his head and asked for another game.
'Disappointed perhaps…'
The time passed quickly and the shadows shortened indicating that it was nearly noon. The Emperor, amazingly, was still focused in the game. I was half asleep like the rest of the courtiers when the Emperor's laugh woke us all.
"My compliment dear Seigo. Tell your nephew to play me seriously; I'm sure it must be taxing trying to lose on purpose by half a moku for the last seven games."
"I'm sure Sai did not mean to offend you sire" Seigo replied, head bowed in respect.
"Well young man, what do have you to say in your defence?" questioned the Emperor, eyes alight with amusement despite the regal front he presented.
Sai humbly bowed low, "Sire, you have played well and my excuse is that I've only tried very hard to pursue you so as not to lose too badly."
"I'll be angry if you do not play our next game seriously. Like any Igo player, I would rather have a strong opponent and win fairly than to have won by allowance." The Emperor eyes flashed with a fiery passion that was rarely seen, but Igo is his passion and a game of mockery was insulting and not a game at all.
Sai took a deep breath, "Then let hope that this game will be to your satisfaction, sire."
The game did not even last for fifteen minutes. The Emperor's white stones were clearly overwhelmed by the black. There was no doubt that Sai was far stronger than anyone in the Court, including me. My gut twisted when his eyes fell upon me while the rest gawked at the game.
Sai looked like one of those spoiled children who were born with a silver spoon in their mouth. But there was something more about him, a spiritual soul that lurked behind dark sapphire eyes. I realised at that moment he was everything which I have been working hard to achieve but would never attain. And even in death, I would never be his equal.
I watched him when he was within my sights. Spying and preying on him. He was like a child, innocent to the scheming of the court but then; Igo was his only foremost thoughts. If I was truthful to my inner self, it was not hatred but envy I had for him.
So from the sidelines, I watched him grow in popularity with the other lords and ladies, fitting into the Court seamlessly without all the scheming that I had to go through. It stroked the fire of my hatred for him. Whenever his gaze landed on me, it seemed to reflect the state of my soul back to me, letting me see the vile creature that I had become. I wanted to pluck his eyes out so I would not have to see my reflection because when he was before me, I could not go on lying about myself.
I finally had enough. Especially after that display I had to witness yesterday. He had to die. It was the only way I could attain my peace.
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TBC…
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