A Threesome Go
Hikago Fanfic written solely by Xioshe
Disclaimer: As you should know, this is a fanfic, meaning all original characters are created by their rightful owners – Yumi Hotta and Takeshi Obata.
Summary: A Hikago alternate universe. What happens if Shuusaku and Sai both haunted the same board? They do have "distinct" personalities, so just how different would Hikaru's path be to the Hands of God?
A/N: If there are any mistakes and errors, either about "Go," grammar, or anything in general, please let me know. I appreciate all comments and suggestions that can further improve this story, my writing, as well as my english. For your information, English is not my native language so I appreciate all the help I can get.
Here's a "guide" to reading the story:
Blah blah – narration
Blah blah – thoughts
"blah blah" – dialogue
"blah blah" – ghost talking/mind talking
Note that the italics help make the differences… And I think that's about it. If I'm missing anything, let me know.
Oh yeah, for games, komi will be 6.5. In the manga and anime, it's 5.5, but it has changed in Japan. The AGA still keeps it at 5.5. But for the purposes of this story, the komi will be 6.5.
Chapter 1 – Two Holy Encounters
Shindou Hikaru was searching through piles and piles of rubbish and boxes in his grandfather's attic, his bright green eyes energetically searching for useful treasures through his bleached bangs. His childhood friend, Akari, accompanied him, though reluctantly. She was standing behind him, her eyes warily aware of their surroundings, her two dark colored pigtails swaying slightly.
Hkaru ignored the dust that settled on top of a large chest, a chest half the size of a coffin fitting for a short 12-year-old boy like him. The dust flew in the air, much to the girl's dislike.
"Hikaru, let's go. It's weird in here," Akari whined.
Hikaru rummaged some stuff in the chest. "Stop complaining and help me look, Akari. I do need the money since my parents cut my allowances."
"Geez. It's your own fault," she argued, though quietly, as though something would come after her if she spoke a little too loud.
"Oh, this might be good!" he smiled as he pulled a large rectangular object from the trunk. He turned around and set it on the ground in front of him, the four small legs located at the corners supporting the object. Akari leaned forward, hovering above it slightly.
The object, a board with 19 lines arranged horizontally and another 19 lines vertically, suddenly seemed to attract his attention for some unbeknowest reason. The dust that covered the surface was amazingly thick, considering the fact that it was stored in the large chest for who knows how long. He wiped the dust that had managed to gather on his hands on his wide black shorts.
"Oh, I know what this is," Akari said, brushing a loose strand of her shoulder-length hair from her face. "You play chess on it."
"No dummy. It's a go board," Hikaru corrected. "It's called a Goban." He fingered the board, lifting it and tilting it at angles to examine it. "Looks pretty old. Must be the one grandpa used a long time ago. I can sell this for some good money."
"Should you really do that?" Akari asked uncertainly.
"It's fine," he promptly answered.
With that, he set to wiping the goban free of dust, using a cloth he had gotten earlier from the kitchen. He noticed a dark colored stain that reminded him of paint stains. Although, it just didn't look right. He had never seen a color so dark and yet a shade of red and purple interwining like so. Wait, they also look a little like dried blood stains. Ah, what does it matter? All he needed to do was clean it.
He wiped the corner that consisted of the stain. One wipe and the stain was still visible. He gradually wiped it harder and faster, beginning to grind his teeth as he applied more force. And yet, the stain remained. It wasn't even fading at the slightest.
"Man, this stain isn't coming off…" he grumbled to himself, becoming somewhat restless and agitated.
"Huh? What stain? It's perfectly clean," she replied.
"Huh?! What do you mean 'it's perfectly clean'?! It's dirty!!" Hikaru exclaimed. "Here," he said while pointing to the so called dirty stains. "These look like spots of blood."
"Where?" Akari asked, leaning forward some more as if it would help her to see where he was pointing.
Hikaru jabbed his finger at the spot. "Here."
"Where…?"
"I said here!!" Hikaru repeated, his patience clearly diminishing.
"Can you see it?" a voice spoke
"That's what I've been saying!" he replied.
"Can you hear us? Can you hear our voices?" another voice asked. This time, it was a tone lower than the first voice.
"Huh?" Was that just a male who spoke? Hikaru pinched his face in puzzlement. Was he hearing things now?
"You can hear, right? Am I right? You can hear us!" said the first voice gleefully. Perhaps, a bit too happy, or at least happy enough that it freaked out Hikaru.
"I don't see it," Akari continued.
"Akari, someone's here," Hikaru whispered, panic leaking into his voice. "Who is it?" he yelled. There was no one in the house except for Grandpa, Akari, and him. So just who could it be? Unless…Grandpa! It has to be grandpa! He's the only one around. Only grandpa would try to freak him out like this. "Grandpa? Come out!!!"
Akari quickly stood up, clearly spooked. "Stop it! Stop saying weird things." She turned towards the door, staring at it intently. "I'm leaving, Hikaru." And she proceeded to do just that.
Meanwhile, Hikaru was too preoccupied to notice she had exited the room. He was listening to the voices that were happily dancing around him and surrounding him.
"Hehe. He can! He can! Can you believe that, Shuusaku? He can!" That was definitely from the first voice who spoke.
"Yes, he certainly can," the second repeated. Apparently, he sounded more controlled than the first.
"All powerful god, thanks so much!" the first cried.
That was it. Hikaru had enough. He was not going to let his imagination lose his sanity. He swirled and faced his only exit, the stairs out the door. As he prepared to rush, a flashof light emitted from behind him. He could not help but turn to look with fearful anticipation at what will appear before his eyes. A headless body? A white floating figure? A dead, hanging corpse? Or maybe, a black –
Two male figures emerged from the burst of light that radiated from the goban. They were not headless, nor white floating figures. Nor where they dead, hanging corpses. In fact, they seemed as human as he was human. The only difference were their clothes. Their clothes were definitely out of place. Who ever heard of ghosts that occupied the same space and object but had such distinct fashion senses? Certainly not him.
Hikaru croaked. The ghosts, if that's what they are, didn't appear scary. Yet, he couldn't help but let out a scream.
"Finally," the first whispered, hanging onto the word as though if he let go, this chance would be nothing more than a mere dream. "I will now return, return to the living world."
Hikaru felt the essence of the first ghost enveloping itself around him. Frightened at what this could mean, he ran towards his only exit. But he could not outrun the first ghost. Oh no, there was no way he could outrun it. It had already encircled him before he could make his third step. He could feel his consciousness slipping from him, but another essence enveloped around him. This time, it felt different.
Unlike the first, which felt colorful and bright, this one felt a little cold, if not cool and somewhat refreshing. The latter voice spoke softly, almost so soft he barely missed it. "Well, might as well join, ne?" And he too entered Hikaru's consciousness.
With his focus on the ghosts, he missed hearing the loud and rapid pounding steps that made its way up the stairs to the attic.
"Hikaru?" Akari cried. "I heard you screaming." She reached the top and turned, finding Hikaru lying motionless on the ground. Stricken with concern, she rushed over. "AH! Hikaru! What's wrong, Hikaru?!" She glanced around frantically, uncertain of what to do. What should she do? What can she do anyway?
She gave another quick peek at Hikaru. No movements. She rushed down the stairs, aiming for the nearest phone while yelling, "Hikaru's fainted! Someone! Help! Hikaru needs help!"
Meanwhile, Who are you?! Hikaru asked his consciousness, lying stiff on the wooden floor of his grandpa's attic, eyes still shut tightly. You're…inside my…
Yes, inside your consciousness, finished the first.
What? Hikaru numbly growled. He was too tired to stay awake now. He felt more of his consciousness drifting away from him. He let out a sigh, a sigh of defeat, and let himself fade into darkness.
END of CHAPTER notes –
When I had the idea for this story, I was originally planning on only replacing Sai with Shuusaku, instead of having both of them. But Sai's one of my favorite character and his presence is also very important to Hikaru's growth. Sai does have a purpose after all, so why not have both? The chapter title is very similar to the manga chapter title. The content is very similar as well. Thought I'll link them together. So, how did u like that? I noticed it's probably not the best. I haven't written in the longest time and much to my dislike, my writing has gone sour. In any case, reviews are much appreciated, though not a must. They are a source of energy for me though, so want chapters quicker? You know what to do. )
This story will MOSTLY follow the manga, but it won't be the same of course. Otherwise, where's the point in that? No plot questions please. I don't want to spoil the story. Oh yeah, and let me know if you want longer or shorter chapters. Otherwise, I'll be keeping them nearly the same length as this one.
IN THE NEXT CHAPTER –
Hikaru meets Sai and Shuusaku. The fear of joining them leads Hikaru away from Go. Will this encounter end his Go career before it even got started?