Summary : After the Hokuto Cup, Hikaru found himself missing Sai more than ever. One day, he saw a portrait of Sai! How could anyone other than him know how Sai looks like? This is his chance, his only chance to find back Sai!

Disclaimer: I do not own Hikaru no Go, although I would love to own it.

Searching for the Light

Chapter 2 --- Loss and Found

The wind dashed harshly on Hikaru's face but he paid no attention to it. It was like blades slashing on him. Still, he ran with all his might, with all the hope that was left in him. Every step he made was like a boulder dragging him behind. Every second he ran seemed like losing hope.

The rain started pouring down; however, he could not feel the drops touching him. He had one goal. One goal only. Even this will cost him everything, he will find that person, that clue, the only way to find back Sai. But… For whom was he searching? He didn't hear the description of that artist! He didn't… How can he even guess how that person will look like?

"Damn it…" Hikaru swore.

His legs and his mind were not in sync. Although his mind told him to head back to ask for how that person looked like, his legs still continued to run in the cold and damped street.

After so many minutes, he finally stopped. It was too late. Sai was no where in sight. He thought, if he chased after that guy, he will see Sai. Sai had to be with the artist. He had to be with another person. He chose to be with anyone but him because Hikaru wouldn't let him play go. He must have chosen another candidate who will let him play till his heart content. He fell on the ground, carrying all the sorrow of losing Sai. His tears were falling like streams of water.

"Sai…"

That was the only word that he was able to say. His sadness invaded his heart. Why must they be apart? Why? If only… If only they could stay together forever… If only… If only time can be changed back… If only…

"Are you alright?" A gentle female voice asked.

Filled with tears in his eyes, he failed to see that person's face. But, he could feel that the rain stopped hitting his face.

"I'm fine." Hikaru whispered. " I'm fine…"

"Are you hurt? Did you sprain your foot and can't move?" She asked with care.

"No, I'm not hurt. Just leave me alone."

"How can I go away when you are this sorrowful?"

"Just leave me! I don't need anyone's help."

She stood there for a second just staring at him. Unhurriedly, she forced her umbrella into Hikaru's hand.

"Take this." She said without minding his behavior, "If you must stay here, the least you can do is to dodge the rain."

"…Thank you."

After he said that, he felt that she stuffed another thing into his other hand.

"If you don't mind, take this also. It's something that I made. It is not something valuable, but I hope that it can bring a smile on your face. Give me back the umbrella whenever we meet again."

Without waiting any further, she walked away. Hikaru wiped off his tears and headed back home.

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"Hikaru! You are all wet!" said his mom, "Go take a hot bath so that you won't get a cold."

He didn't answer his mother and went directly in his room. He took out the go board that his grandfather brought him, the go board that he used to play go with Sai. He wanted to sleep but he couldn't bear to close his eyes. How could he be relaxing when he just lost a chance to find back Sai? He took a peak at the floor where he ditched his school back and the thing that that girl gave to him.

Somehow, he felt attached to that thing. It felt like something important. He took off the bag that covered the object and saw…

That was the painting he saw. That was the painting Sai was in it. That was it! That same nostalgic smile and face… He forced himself to remember how that girl looked like but couldn't remember anything. The only thing that he kept in mind was her long brown hair. How could he be so blind? How could he miss a chance to find that owner? She was right in front of him. She was right there talking with him. And yet, he didn't notice it. Sai was not there with her. He could not feel Sai's presence with her.

Still, this had given him hope. If ever he saw her again, she would recognize him. Of course, who would forget a boy who was crying in the street? In order to assure that he will meet her again, he needed to become stronger. He needed to become famous so that she will know where he was.

Feeling more powerful than ever, Hikaru at last gathered back the fragments of his broken heart and aimed on his original goal again: to win all.

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Next Chapter: The Nongshim Cup

Author's notes:

Thank you all for your replies!

And don't' worry, the story won't stay this sad and depressing. I am just trying to make Hikaru very very very sad! (Yes, I am evil)

I hope that the chapters are not too short. I do like chapters that are more categorized instead of a long one with lots of things mixed up together.

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