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Chapter 2: The unreal world

It was warm… and tender… Someone was helping Akira forward. He breathed out. It was such a dear feeling. He sluggishly opened his eyes.

A shoulder, a neck, a bleach bang... Shindou Hikaru?

Akira gasped quickly. He tried to pretend to be sleeping. But what he was doing here? And where is "here" anyway? He looked around, secretively enough not to let Hikaru realized. And his eyes went wide.

Cherry blossom, cherry blossom
Blooming in the middle of Sakura field
So gently and freshly did the wind blew
So slight a whiff of incense was

Small tiny leaves fell down to the nature
Spring...

"Where am I?" He wondered. His last memory was... his death...? Akira did lose his mind now. He'd seen himself playing the dying man at the snowfield, though he didn't understand how he could be there. And he even felt weirder about his being here, either.

"You've woken up?" All of a sudden, the half-blond asked.

"Oh... yeah"

"Phew... you really did scare me!"

"Huh?"

"How could you fall asleep there? I've never imagined that someday I'll see you at such a place - sleeping!"

Akira didn't care about what Hikaru had just told him...

"Wait... but... what time is it? It's supposed to be winter, isn't it? I mean... it's December!"

Those eyes peered at Akira awkwardly. He knew that look. He'd received it once, at the first time he sworn. He knew he'd said something wrong, or at least, weird.

"I think you really need a rest," Hikaru finally spoke out.

"Don't treat me that way! I'm not sick, or insane, okay? Just tell me what's going on"

The blond simply replied as he shook his head. "Nothing. Except your fainting"

"Oh, come on," said Akira impatiently. he didn't like being made fun of.

Hikaru gazed at the other pro. "Seriously, Touya, It's May, May 5th,"

Akira felt a chill ran along his spine. He silently separated from Hikaru. The half-blond smiled gently to him without any question. However, after a while, he suddenly said. "Isn't this what you want?"

"Huh?"

"Being in such a nice place with your destined rival and playing Go together, you always think so, don't you?"

"..."

"This is what you always desire, I'm sure I'm right,"

Akira didn't want to answer. This was wrong... completely wrong. He knew that idiot Shindou Hikaru would never talked to him such way. And no one, except Touya Akira himself, could ever tell his deepest desire. More definitely, he knew that it was winter, particularly December, as his birthday had just passed last week. Most importantly, Touya Akira knew this wasn't his real world... not at all.

Hikaru sat down indifferently on his legs. A goban appeared from out of nowhere. Akira followed him calmly. He did not have any idea what was happening, but he supposed that wasn't the right time to question.

"So what do you need to know?" Hikaru placed a black stone on the board. "Any questions."

"Where am I?" asked Akira merely.

"In a sakura field" answered Hikaru. "Tea?"

"No thanks. Is that all?" Akira declined. He didn't like that answer.

"All I can tell you,"

..Pachi..

"Why are you here then?" placing a white stone, Akira continued asking.

" 'Cause that's what you want" the half-blond simply said.

..Pachi..

"Who are you anyway, the dream builder?"

..Pachi..

..Pachi..

..Pachi..

"This isn't what I want" Akira declared unexpectedly.

Hikaru's eyes brows went up a little."Is this?"

"I've dreamt about it, but not this way."

"What do you mean by that?"

Akira's voice went louder. "You think I'm gonna sit here until the end of my life? Dying while playing Go with you?"

"Cool for a pro, yeah, I think so,"

"Sorry, Shindou, but I can't stand this anymore!" He stood up suddenly. "Let me out of here!"

"You can't, " Hikaru smiled with a sad look on his face. "Simply can't. Just stay here ok? You won't get out of this place, for the rest of your life!"

"What are you saying?" Akira said in shock."My aim, my goal, my dream, I'm not gonna lose it so easily by staying here all day. I've got a Divine Move to reach, Shindou!" He didn't understand what the heck that jerk had just told about.

"You will reach it here, no need to go anywhere," said Hikaru with a mysterious tone. "I'll help you,"

"Excuse me, you want to help me? Sorry to say this: anyone but you," Akira smirked. He was certain that this conversation would led him to nowhere.

"Maybe I can't, but he can!"

"And who's the 'he' we're talking about?" teased Akira.

Hikaru parried his head to one side. Akira turned to the direction. And he saw...

Cherry blossom, cherry blossom
Blooming in the middle of Sakura field
So gently the wind blew, so slight a whiff of incense
So divinely here come a youth in Heian traditional clothes
Walking in spring

"Touya, I want to introduce you, this is Sai, Fujiwara no Sai"

"S... Sai.." Akira stammered. He stared at the new stranger.

No... That can't be... Shindou would never do such a thing... He wouldn't tell me about Sai that easily... At least before we wins me in a fair game...

I... I don't expect this to happen... not at all! This is not what I want... This isn't!

He got confused. He was so sure that this wasn't a dream. But this wasn't his world, his real world either. This couldn't be. Where was he? And where was his true world anyway?


The teenager with okappa-style hair and dark eyes was staring fixedly at the mirror.

"Damn it!"

At once, he punched the glass and broke it into pieces.

"So, God, this is what turn me into, huh?"

He walked out of the shop's bathroom without looking back. Immediately, the shop manager shouted after him. "Hey, what're you doing? Come back and compensate this mirror at once!"

The teenager narrowed his eyes. He turned his head around, scowling at the manager awesomely. "Compensate?"

"You... you... don't abscond, or I... I'll call the police!"

"Police?" His glare became more threatening.

The manager froze. "No... nothing... just... I... I mean... you can leave now, sir..."

The teen went away without saying anything. Bursting out into perspiration, the manager let out a sigh of relief. "What a scary boy! But isn't he... Touya Akira?" He glared at the Weekly Go, shivering.

End chap 2


Definitely not a long chap. It was a bit... insane, wasn't it? Now I'm the one who did lose mind... Stupid grammar and vocab! And silly conversations... Aaahh I'm gonna be crazy!

One thing that I've just found out after looking up the word "cheerer" in the dictionary: there's no such word! Oh, my poor Eng... Did I really make up that word?

Oh, and I really appreciate Lisping Notes that you've added my story to your list. It encourages me much.

Still receive no review... Is my story that bad?