Don't Run Away! Let's Play Go!

Kal Kally

Disclaimer: Hikaru no Go is not mine.

Summary: How Kaga Tetsuo and Ko Yongha managed to get together, and how others reacted to it.

Warning: The names maybe not all first names, or family names. I couldn't get used to calling Kaga by Tetsuo all the time, but I like to call Hikaru and Akira by their first names, and somehow calling Ko Yongha by Ko seems too weird -- In the end, I decided to use whatever name I'm familiar with.

A/N: Italic words means they're spoken in Korean.

Normal words means they're spoken in Japanese.

Bold words means they're spoken in English.

Scene 4: The returning of the genius

Suddenly there were two people rushing into the lobby.

Akira Touya waved his hand and said cheerfully. "Hi!" His right foot was bandaged, but he didn't look uncomfortable at all. In fact, he seemed to be quite happy being carried on Hikaru's back.

"Hi!" Hikaru also said, then he looked around. "What's happening?"

Suyon sprang to his feet, his eyes darting around between Hikaru and Kaga. "What's the hell is this?!? There're two Shindou!"

"Idiot!" Kaga exclaimed. "Don't you see I'm much more handsome than him?"

"And what does it have to do with anything?"

"Akira is injured, so he couldn't go to the hotel earlier. I have to go back to take him here." Hikaru explained. "I asked Kaga to act as me so that Kurata-san wouldn't get angry."

Everyone immediately turned to Akira. "How was he injured?" A journalist asked.

Akira smiled shyly. "It's nothing serious. I drop a knife on my foot while preparing breakfast for Shindou."

"What???" Kaga screamed. "You dare to make me help that jerk?!?"

"He's not a jerk!" Hikaru screamed back, Akira still on his back. "He's not a jerk!"

"He is!"

"He is not!"

"He is!"

"He is not!"

"Oh my, how protective the way you protect me is." Akira smiled shyly again, wiping off the sweats on Hikaru's forehead with his hand. It didn't seem that he would get off Shindou's back soon.

"Now can we play Go? Shindou Hikaru, let's have a match!" Ko Yongha pointed his finger at Kaga. "Let's settle this!"

Shindou and Kaga turned to him.

"What does he say?"

"What does that idiot say?"

Hon Suyon slapped his hand on his forehead, feeling fed up. "He said he wanted to have a match with this person." He gestured Kaga, then turned to Ko Yongha. "That maniac is not Shindou Hikaru, so don't bother to play with him. His skill sucks."

"But he threw things at me!"

"I don't have time to play with you idiotic Go players." Kaga waved his fan. He picked the Shougi stuff up and went straight to the door. At the door, he turned back and glared at Shindou. "Next time, if you ask me to help Touya, I'll fucking kill you. Remember." Then he was gone.

Hikaru sighed in relief.

"Why did he go?" Ko Yongha asked.

"He said he didn't have time to play with us idiotic Go player." Hon Suyon translated.

"What??? Coward! Stop!!! Let's settle this with a match! Stop!"

But Kaga had already left.

"Do you really have to translate word-by-word like that?" Irufhan commented.

Suyon ignored him. He was too busy trying to calm Yongha down. "Please, just calm down, Yongha. He wouldn't be able to hear you, and even if he did, he wouldn't understand anyway."

"…"

"You'll see, Suyon, this won't end here."

Scene 4: The most pointless scene

1 AM. There were knocks on Hikaru's door.

Hikaru ran to it, his hair tousled and he was buttoning his shirt.

Standing before his room was Ko Yongha. "What do you want?" Hikaru snapped, irritated that he was waken up in the middle of his sleep, or it appeared to be so.

"I want to know the address of the guy this morning."

"What?"

"The address of the guy this morning." Ko Yongha repeated patiently.

"What're you asking?"

"The address!"

"I don't understand!"

Ko Yongha returned to his room angrily.

1:15 am. There were knocks on Hikaru's door.

Hikaru ran to it, his hair tousled and he was buttoning his shirt.

Ko Yongha showed him a piece of paper; on it was two Japanese sentences written very poorly. "He wanted the address of the guy this morning. I think his name is Kaga or so. Sign: Hon Suyon."

"Oh…" Hikaru muttered. "I don't know his address."

"What? Could you speak more slowly?"

"And now what?"

"Repeat please?"

"I told you I don't understand!"

Ko Yongha returned to his room angrily.

1:30 am. There were knocks on Hikaru's door.

Hikaru ran to it, his hair tousled and he was buttoning his shirt.

"Now what the hell do you want?" He yelled furiously.

Ko Yongha pushed a sleepy Hon Suyon in front of him.

"He said he wanted the address of the guy this morning." Suyon yawned, rubbing his eyes.

"I've said it already! I don't know!"

"He said he doesn't know." Suyon turned to Yongha.

"Then ask him who knows."

"Then who knows that address?"

"Told him I don't know the address of anyone who knows his address!"

"He said that he doesn't know the address of anyone who knows his address."

"Then ask him the phone number!"

Hon Suyon let out an irritated sound and turned to Shindou again.

"He said.--"

Suddenly they heard a voice from inside the room. "Have you finished, Hikaru?" It was Akira's voice. Hikaru startled. Ko Yongha looked puzzled, and Suyon tried to peek in.

"What is Touya doing there?"

Hikaru quickly pushed them out of his door. "Fine, I'll give you Tsutsui-san's number. I think he'll know Kaga's address." He snatched the earlier piece of paper, scribbled down some words and handed it to Suyon. "Now get out of my sight!"

"Hikaru, quick!"

"What is Touya doing there?"

"None of your business!"

The door was slammed shut.

Scene 5: Dragon and Tiger's conflict

2:30 AM

"Why am I here for God's damn sake!" Suyon groaned as they were trying to find Kaga's house.

Yongha found the answer quickly as usual. "Because you know Japanese."

Irufhan complained. "Then why am I here?"

Yongha shrugged. "Because you hold the map."

Both Suyon and Irufhan cried in unison. "Then why must we be here?"

"Because I need to have a fair match against... what's his name any way?"

"Kaga Tetsuo. But that's not the point! The point is that if you want to have a match with him, try to get it on your own!" Suyon yelled. "I'm fed up with your immature behaviors. I'm going back to the hotel!"

"Me too." Irufhan agreed.

Yongha frowned. He folded his arms and pouted. "Fine. Just do what you wanted. Then don't blame me if I can't get back to the competition on time. You want Korean to lose, don't you?"

"..."

"..." Suyon clasped his hand on his forehead in defeat. "Fine. We'll help you to find this Kaga guy. But once we've found him, you're on your own." His glare was hot enough to melt even iron. "Got that?"

"I only need help in finding him. I wouldn't want players of your skill to help me in Go anyway."

"What?!?"

3:30 AM

After much sweats, complaints and curses, finally they managed to reach Kaga's house. It was already 3:30 am and the Go players were all tired. But such intense love for Go they had, even exhaustion couldn't stop them on the road they had chosen.

Knocking at the door, Suyon groaned. "Why am I doing this? Can anyone tell me?!?" He wanted nothing more than a good sleep, or even a hot bath. It would all be Yongha's fault if tomorrow... or was it today?... they lost to Japan.

Suddenly the door opened. Suyon fell to the ground as it slammed to his face. Kaga locked the door, climbed on his motorbike and started the engine.

It only happened in several seconds. Suyon scrambled to his feet and yelled at the top of his lung, hoping to catch the attention of the young man on the motorbike. Irufhan dropped the map, too shocked to do anything. Yongha was quickly enough and he managed to catch the motorbike's end. Consequently, he was dragged away.

Kaga frowned. It felt as if the motorbike was carrying a weight much heavier than usual. He turned his head back and saw a redhead clutching his motorbike's end. The redhead was flying in the wind like a flag, or at least, it was what Kaga thought. Kaga shrugged, then turned back to the road and increased his speed.

A series of beautiful words called 'curses' flowed out of Yongha's delicate mouth. They became louder and louder until they drowned out even the sound of the wind and engine.

Irritated, Kaga stopped. He got off the bike and turned around. "What the hell do you want?" He growled at the stranger.

Ko Yongha stood up, brushing the dust on his clothes. "Let have a match! You're have to pay for daring to call Go players..."

"Speak Japanese!"

"Let's go to some where quiet to begin our match!"

"Speak Japanese! Or do I have to break your jaw?"

"Let's. Have. A. Match. Do you understand?"

Getting more and more irritated, Kaga pulled the red head onto his bike. Fine, if he brought this moron to a place where there was no need for language, then it would be fine, right?

TBC...

Next Chapter: Ko Yongha discovered a new way of training Go...