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Author notes: I forgot the disclaimer last time, so here goes.
Disclaimer: I do not own Hikago, Hotta and Obatta and Shounen Jump and Konami and Avex Mode and TV Tokyo stations too(TV Tokyo NAS I believe). And so, with that said, it is no longer a crime for this story to exist, for its previous chapter to have existed, and for me to continue it, because I have openly admitted that I did not make the characters of Hikago! Even though it's completely obvious because this story is a 'fanfic' and is featured on 'fanfiction.net'.
More Authors notes: I would like to apologize for several things. Firstly; for not emailing everyone that reviewed, sorry, I probably won't do it but if you really want to hassle me just email me, lilliansurrascool3001@hotmail.com I mean, you still have to review, but.you know, harassment is priceless, for whatever reason.
Secondly; I am sorry for this story being so crap, originally when I wrote it, it was to be a 'one-shot' then about ten minutes later I changed my mind. I'm suspired anyone liked it, but that's not what most of the apologizing is for. The apologizing is for the lack of detail and the most likely crappy sentences, as I thought no one would like it, I hardly tried.and I'm not so good at English, well I am, (best subject, even if my English teacher thinks I choose crappy subjects she says I have good imagination but bad composure) but I wasn't trying, I'll make it good and long this time. *punches air*
Oh yeah, italics don't seem to work but meh, anything with "or 'is being spoken aloud and if its not and it seems like talking without italics is supposedly thought-spoken.
Igo player no te
Chapter 2: What happened to your hand?
That's right, blood everywhere, dripping from his right hand, splashed across the stones, the Goban, everywhere.
Now wide awake Hikaru looked over the scene before him. He slowly raised both his hands to his face, his eyes scanning from his bloodied right hand to his clean left. He seemed to tremble slightly before he shook his head, screwed up his eyes, took a deep breath, counted to three and opened them again.
The blood was still there, fresh and plentiful.but there was so much, too much; it looked just as if he'd slashed his wrists over the Goban. How can I still be conscious with that much blood out of me?
The wind blew though the open window making the curtains shudder, distorting the light of the room momentarily and pushing Hikaru's blonde fringe into his frantic eyes. That's when Hikaru though he saw something move out of the corner of his eye, something big And dark, he looked up from his hands, but there was nothing. His senses were telling him something was wrong, and the back of his neck was prickling uncomfortably.
Hikaru got up carefully, cradling his right hand with his left, and backed out of the room slowly. Once out of the room he ran as fast as he could to the bathroom. He leaned over the sink and looked at himself in the mirror. He still looked panicked. Hikaru closed his eyes and tried breathing in deeply again. I am calm. I am very calm. I've just cut my hand is all, and what's so unreasonable about that as to freak me out? But it wasn't helping, Hikaru knew he was lying, and lying to your self is the worst.
Hikaru started filling up the basin and fumbling around for something bandage his hand. Most of this was difficult as Hikaru was right handed and trying to hold his right hand with his left hand and do the necessary medical procedure at the same time. He soon realized that this was proving very difficult and there didn't seem to be any bandages wherever they looked.
Hikaru stuck his head out of the bathroom door and yelled downstairs, "Okaasan! Can you help me with something?" Hikaru waited a moment, and then when no answer came, "Okaasan!" still no answer. Hikaru wrapped a towel around his hand and went down stairs. "Okaasan!" but there was no reply. He continued all through the house yelling, but he knew there would be no answer. Why isn't she here? Where did she go? shopping again? Why leave no note?
Hikaru tried to reason with himself. There was no reason for her to have to leave a note, she went out all the time, but still, could there have been a worse time?
Hikaru went back upstairs to attend to his hand. He unwrapped the towel now thoroughly stained with blood. Geez where's the blood coming from? If I keep losing it I'll be out soon. It was only then that he realized despite all the blood and panic he was feeling, there was no pain, no about- to-collapse-feeling. Hikaru shook his head and placed his hand in the basin and watched the water turn red as the blood washed from his hand. Hikaru pulled the plug and began refilling the basin again with clean water and that's when he saw it, the source of the blood. He lifted his hand to make sure his eyes weren't playing tricks on him, but no as he watched blood poured from the very tips of his index and middle finger. Within seconds it was all over his hand and trickling down his arm again.
Hikaru turned back to his left hand; perfect, untouched unscarred, no blood, nothing. All right that's it, I'm calling someone. Hikaru grabbed the towel, wrapped it around his hand again and hurried downstairs to the phone.
He pickup the receiver, who am I going to call anyway? An ambulance? No, no, best wait 'till 'kaasan gets home, No you idiot Hikaru! You're bleeding to death! Ambulance! Ambulance! Hikaru picked up the receiver and started dialing. It was only after he'd dialed several clumsy numbers with his left hand that he realized there was no dial tone.
'Nandayou?!' Hikaru put the phone down and decided to go look for his mobile phone. It was probably in his room, if I can't find it in five minutes I'll scrap it and just go to a neighbor, I am not dying today.
Hikaru ran upstairs to his room, but stopped at the door way. There in front of him hunched over the Goban was a hunched figure yawning. He raised his head slightly and managed to slur out "OI! Sai! Omae no ban douzo. Omae no ban detteba.Sai! The boy in font of Hikaru looked up and across the Goban at wisp of disappearing light.
Hikaru ran forward and yelled, 'SAI!'. He ran across the room and leaped on the blobs of light and curled his arms around them, but they wisped right through him and vanished along with the 'other' Hikaru'.
Hikaru sat there curled up in a ball on the floor, in the last place Sai had sat and whispered 'Sai, I missed it again, your last words, because I was off being selfish. I always said you were selfish, but, all along it was me, I was the selfish one. Gomen ne? Sai.'
Hikaru heard a sound downstairs. He looked up and wiped some tears from his eyes. 'Kaasan?' Hikaru got up and then looked down in amazement, the blood on the Goban was gone. Hikaru ran into the bathroom and looked around, no blood anywhere. Hikaru removed the towel from his hand and looked at it, perfect. Had he imagined..?
Hikaru went downstairs to greet his mother with a friendly 'okaeri nasai'
'Okaeri? But I never left, I've been down here making lunch! Want some?' she asked waving a frying pan under his nose. 'Nani?' Hikaru's blood ran cold; He couldn't have imagines that too.could he?
Hikaru's heart was beating fast, and that panic was beginning to come back
Hikaru, doushita no? Eh! Hikaru! What have you done to you hand! You're bleeding!
Hikaru looked down at his hand; there was blood all over it.
An illusion? There was only one way to find out. Hikaru raised his hand to his mouth and licked the tip of his index finger.
Salty,
TBC...
Yeah! I can't write! Terrible ne? A bit longer though..But if I get 5 more reviews! I'll write more!!! And I don't care if it's people that have already reviewed! But let me know if it's an improvement on that poor excuse for a first chapter? Well cya's!
Key:
Okaasan/Kaasan: mother or mum
Omae no ban douzo, omae no ban detteba etc : Hey its' your turn Sai! I said it's your turn! Sai!
Nandayou!: WHAT?!/what the hell!?
Nani: what
Doushita no: what's wrong?
Gomen ne?: I'm sorry
Author notes: I forgot the disclaimer last time, so here goes.
Disclaimer: I do not own Hikago, Hotta and Obatta and Shounen Jump and Konami and Avex Mode and TV Tokyo stations too(TV Tokyo NAS I believe). And so, with that said, it is no longer a crime for this story to exist, for its previous chapter to have existed, and for me to continue it, because I have openly admitted that I did not make the characters of Hikago! Even though it's completely obvious because this story is a 'fanfic' and is featured on 'fanfiction.net'.
More Authors notes: I would like to apologize for several things. Firstly; for not emailing everyone that reviewed, sorry, I probably won't do it but if you really want to hassle me just email me, lilliansurrascool3001@hotmail.com I mean, you still have to review, but.you know, harassment is priceless, for whatever reason.
Secondly; I am sorry for this story being so crap, originally when I wrote it, it was to be a 'one-shot' then about ten minutes later I changed my mind. I'm suspired anyone liked it, but that's not what most of the apologizing is for. The apologizing is for the lack of detail and the most likely crappy sentences, as I thought no one would like it, I hardly tried.and I'm not so good at English, well I am, (best subject, even if my English teacher thinks I choose crappy subjects she says I have good imagination but bad composure) but I wasn't trying, I'll make it good and long this time. *punches air*
Oh yeah, italics don't seem to work but meh, anything with "or 'is being spoken aloud and if its not and it seems like talking without italics is supposedly thought-spoken.
Igo player no te
Chapter 2: What happened to your hand?
That's right, blood everywhere, dripping from his right hand, splashed across the stones, the Goban, everywhere.
Now wide awake Hikaru looked over the scene before him. He slowly raised both his hands to his face, his eyes scanning from his bloodied right hand to his clean left. He seemed to tremble slightly before he shook his head, screwed up his eyes, took a deep breath, counted to three and opened them again.
The blood was still there, fresh and plentiful.but there was so much, too much; it looked just as if he'd slashed his wrists over the Goban. How can I still be conscious with that much blood out of me?
The wind blew though the open window making the curtains shudder, distorting the light of the room momentarily and pushing Hikaru's blonde fringe into his frantic eyes. That's when Hikaru though he saw something move out of the corner of his eye, something big And dark, he looked up from his hands, but there was nothing. His senses were telling him something was wrong, and the back of his neck was prickling uncomfortably.
Hikaru got up carefully, cradling his right hand with his left, and backed out of the room slowly. Once out of the room he ran as fast as he could to the bathroom. He leaned over the sink and looked at himself in the mirror. He still looked panicked. Hikaru closed his eyes and tried breathing in deeply again. I am calm. I am very calm. I've just cut my hand is all, and what's so unreasonable about that as to freak me out? But it wasn't helping, Hikaru knew he was lying, and lying to your self is the worst.
Hikaru started filling up the basin and fumbling around for something bandage his hand. Most of this was difficult as Hikaru was right handed and trying to hold his right hand with his left hand and do the necessary medical procedure at the same time. He soon realized that this was proving very difficult and there didn't seem to be any bandages wherever they looked.
Hikaru stuck his head out of the bathroom door and yelled downstairs, "Okaasan! Can you help me with something?" Hikaru waited a moment, and then when no answer came, "Okaasan!" still no answer. Hikaru wrapped a towel around his hand and went down stairs. "Okaasan!" but there was no reply. He continued all through the house yelling, but he knew there would be no answer. Why isn't she here? Where did she go? shopping again? Why leave no note?
Hikaru tried to reason with himself. There was no reason for her to have to leave a note, she went out all the time, but still, could there have been a worse time?
Hikaru went back upstairs to attend to his hand. He unwrapped the towel now thoroughly stained with blood. Geez where's the blood coming from? If I keep losing it I'll be out soon. It was only then that he realized despite all the blood and panic he was feeling, there was no pain, no about- to-collapse-feeling. Hikaru shook his head and placed his hand in the basin and watched the water turn red as the blood washed from his hand. Hikaru pulled the plug and began refilling the basin again with clean water and that's when he saw it, the source of the blood. He lifted his hand to make sure his eyes weren't playing tricks on him, but no as he watched blood poured from the very tips of his index and middle finger. Within seconds it was all over his hand and trickling down his arm again.
Hikaru turned back to his left hand; perfect, untouched unscarred, no blood, nothing. All right that's it, I'm calling someone. Hikaru grabbed the towel, wrapped it around his hand again and hurried downstairs to the phone.
He pickup the receiver, who am I going to call anyway? An ambulance? No, no, best wait 'till 'kaasan gets home, No you idiot Hikaru! You're bleeding to death! Ambulance! Ambulance! Hikaru picked up the receiver and started dialing. It was only after he'd dialed several clumsy numbers with his left hand that he realized there was no dial tone.
'Nandayou?!' Hikaru put the phone down and decided to go look for his mobile phone. It was probably in his room, if I can't find it in five minutes I'll scrap it and just go to a neighbor, I am not dying today.
Hikaru ran upstairs to his room, but stopped at the door way. There in front of him hunched over the Goban was a hunched figure yawning. He raised his head slightly and managed to slur out "OI! Sai! Omae no ban douzo. Omae no ban detteba.Sai! The boy in font of Hikaru looked up and across the Goban at wisp of disappearing light.
Hikaru ran forward and yelled, 'SAI!'. He ran across the room and leaped on the blobs of light and curled his arms around them, but they wisped right through him and vanished along with the 'other' Hikaru'.
Hikaru sat there curled up in a ball on the floor, in the last place Sai had sat and whispered 'Sai, I missed it again, your last words, because I was off being selfish. I always said you were selfish, but, all along it was me, I was the selfish one. Gomen ne? Sai.'
Hikaru heard a sound downstairs. He looked up and wiped some tears from his eyes. 'Kaasan?' Hikaru got up and then looked down in amazement, the blood on the Goban was gone. Hikaru ran into the bathroom and looked around, no blood anywhere. Hikaru removed the towel from his hand and looked at it, perfect. Had he imagined..?
Hikaru went downstairs to greet his mother with a friendly 'okaeri nasai'
'Okaeri? But I never left, I've been down here making lunch! Want some?' she asked waving a frying pan under his nose. 'Nani?' Hikaru's blood ran cold; He couldn't have imagines that too.could he?
Hikaru's heart was beating fast, and that panic was beginning to come back
Hikaru, doushita no? Eh! Hikaru! What have you done to you hand! You're bleeding!
Hikaru looked down at his hand; there was blood all over it.
An illusion? There was only one way to find out. Hikaru raised his hand to his mouth and licked the tip of his index finger.
Salty,
TBC...
Yeah! I can't write! Terrible ne? A bit longer though..But if I get 5 more reviews! I'll write more!!! And I don't care if it's people that have already reviewed! But let me know if it's an improvement on that poor excuse for a first chapter? Well cya's!
Key:
Okaasan/Kaasan: mother or mum
Omae no ban douzo, omae no ban detteba etc : Hey its' your turn Sai! I said it's your turn! Sai!
Nandayou!: WHAT?!/what the hell!?
Nani: what
Doushita no: what's wrong?
Gomen ne?: I'm sorry