Back with yet another chapter. Took a few days this one 'cuz I've been busy with work and stuffs. Got it done actually yesterday night... but since I had to get up early today, thought that one more day wouldn't kill anyone, right?

And please review... It's so quiet around here...

Onwards!

Reminiscence disappeared. After 2 weeks, he disappeared from the NetGo as sudden as he appeared. Just like Sai. He was like a shooting star, bright when it came, bright when it left. Nothing was left behind, only wonders in people's hearts. Wonders and curiousity.

Lots of them.

However, wonders and curiosity as there were, it didn't mean that no one was frustrated. Oh no, a lot of people were, and this included one Japanese professional player, Waya Yoshitaka.

The said player was found, on this cloudy Monday, biting harshly into the sushi that he normally started venerating before actually eating, and chewing it as if he was eating the flesh of his archenemy. His friends, normally sitting closely to his side, inched bit by bit as his malevolent aura erupted around him like fire licking everything that was close to it. He looked as if he was about to murder someone. And it wouldn't be pretty from the looks of it.

"Waya…" The brunette boy, who looked older than the rest and had a mature look on his face, carefully inquired. "Something happened?"

Waya swallowed, and with gritting teeth, he bellowed out. "YES! Something happened…! That $ &% Reminiscence dared to disappear without a word!"

Isumi quieted down. He knew about Waya's obsession with internet players, and he indeed confronted the newly rising star of NetGo in a game before, therefore fully understanding Waya's frustration. However, "It's not very beneficial for you if you stay in this state Waya." He added, "It would only hinder your path."

"I know! I know! But it still pisses me off!" Waya bit again into his sushi, and added as an afterthought. "I really wonder what happened to that guy."

"Who knows? Maybe he'll appear online again sooner than you thought?"

"I surely hope so… and he'd better have a good excuse!"

.-.

Hikaru looked dejectedly at his right arm, and sighed pitifully. It was such a despicable accident that he had. Really! He wasn't that clumsy for a long time… until now.

He stared again at his secured arm. Tripped on the steps as he walked down from the bus, and break his right arm isn't what he called a bright move. No. it really sucked. Especially he couldn't do anything now. Let alone playing Go.

No arm, no computer. No computer, no NetGo. He was literally screwed.

Hikaru moved his body downwards, and let his head falling onto the soft pillow. He turned to his left and stuffed his face deep into the pillow. He was already craving for a good game of Go…

He fully understood now Sai's dedication in Go. It felt as if there were something that was eating him inside out if he weren't around Go… Hikaru inwardly groaned. 2 weeks… 2 weeks he told himself. In two weeks he has to know how to use his left hand. Then he would be able to play Go again.

2 weeks… Why did he have this horrendous feeling that his days were going to be so painful…? Hikaru stuffed his face deeper and stayed still.

Tomorrow.

Tomorrow would be the start of these horrible 2 weeks.

.-.

"Shindo-san," the door opened, and a clear boyish voice drifted into the room. "How are you feeling today?"

Hikaru lifted his head, and looked at the newcomer. His concentration broke, and he lost control on the small marble ball that he was trying to get a hold onto with his chopsticks. He let out a curse and threw the chopsticks onto his bed.

He turned around to the younger visitor, and smiled sheepishly, "Sorry Suyong-san. I was trying to train my left hand…" He gestured to the marble ball and he chopsticks, "But as you can see, I kind of fail…"

"Badly…" He added as an afterthought.

Suyong looked at Hikaru with mirth dancing in his eyes. He hid a small laugh under his breath, disguised as a cough, "Not at all Shindo-san. I see you were making an effort."

Hikaru grunted. "Yeah. Effort." He snorted, "It's ok. You know you don't have to hide your amusement. You could laugh at my clumsiness. I give you permission."

Suyong smiled then broke into a small laughing fit. "I'm sorry Shindo-san." Between two laughs, he managed to get out. "It's just your expression… It's priceless!" He broke out laughing again with Hikaru dejectedly looking at him.

A few minutes passed, and Suyong finally stopped laughing. He wiped the small tears that accumulated at the corner of his eyes and quickly composited his original posture.

"I heard you were starting to play Go, Shindo-san?" He curiously started, expressing one of his reasons of visiting.

"Yeah. I've been playing over the internet. But…" Hikaru motioned to his right arm plaster, "as you can see, I can't really use this hand… So no more Go for me, unless I could use my left hand."

"…But, seeing my coordination. I'm kind of fail." He added.

"If you don't mind, we could play Go on a goban?" Suyong proposed with a smile. "It appears that I've got a tournament coming in Japan, and I need help with the Japanese Go vocabulary. Maybe you could tutor me Japanese while we play Go?" He added with a hint of hope in his voice. "It doesn't matter if you are just a beginner!"

Hikaru perked up at the proposition, and gave Suyong a broad smile. "Of course I don't mind!" He excitedly exclaimed, "This is an awesome idea!"

He gestured Suyong to come closer. "Let's start now! I can barely wait!"

"W-wait Shindo-san!" the younger boy turned red, feeling a bit distraught at Hikaru's sudden excitement. "I don't have a Goban with me!"

Hikaru's smile faltered a notch, before coming back full force. "Oh it's fine! Tomorrow? You got time? 1 pm? Let's do it then!"

Suyong stared wide eyed at Hikaru as he suddenly transformed into a ball of energy, and wondered how the latter did not jump up and down with all the excitement he was feeling. "Y-yes Shindo-san. Tomorrow would be fine." He bowed and said, "I shall be back tomorrow at 1 pm then." He then hastily left the room, as if he was afraid that the ball of enthusiasm that was Hikaru would run after his trails.

Hikaru got cut off from his sudden giddiness, and stared at the back of Suyong as the latter quickly withdrew himself from the room. "Geez, was I that bad? He seems to be afraid of me…"