When the cherry blossoms bloom

Disclaimer: I do not own Hikaru no Go (I won't mention this again in later chapters)

Warning: This is a shonenai fan fiction.

Summary: Past, present and future… When one's past becomes another's future, can an unforgotten love survive through the harsh torrents of time?


Prologue: Plead


The old and empty cemetery was covered in a blanket of snow. The bare trees stood ominously as their branches swayed dangerously in the wind. The wind howled as they cried for the dead, sending shivers down one's back.

Amongst all these stood a youngster no older than 18, dressed in thick winter clothes, as he stared down at one of the worn tombstone. Then, he squatted down and gently traced the words carved on it, blurred after years of rain and wind, and murmured a name under his breath.

His dark coloured bangs shadowed his dark green eyes for that moment before he looked up into the gloomy, grey sky.

He clenched his fists, as he pleaded to seemingly no one, "Kami-sama… please, let me see Sai again…" Then, the harsh wind stopped abruptly and a gentle breeze took its place, almost as if Kami-sama was answering to the teens desperate plead.

A light glow surrounded his frame before it flashed blindingly. Shindo Hikaru was no longer around…


TBC

For those who are wondering, Hikaru no longer have bleached hair. I have no idea what happened, but all his hair is black now. He is 18 years old. I might get a few historical facts; etiquette, etc wrong but for the sake of this story, just accept it and move on. I know this chapter is incredibly short but aren't prologues supposed to be short?