A/N: This story popped out of no where when I was watching Hikaru no Go for the millionth time. I hope you all like it. I'm still working on Welcome Back but that one may be a little slow coming out. Writer's block on certain stories are always a pain in the rear end. Any writing errors in the story are all mine. I have no beta reader. Be warned. Tell me what you think, if I should keep writing this or stop it. Reviews are always nice cookies to keep a poor writer going.
Disclaimer: Hikaru no Go is not mine. Never will be. The fanfic is mine. That's all. Just using the characters.
The New God of Go
Chapter 1- Prolog
Darkness seemed to dominate even the glow of the moon as the night went by. Street lamps seemed to shrink away from the looming darkness and the animals of the night were mysteriously not there.
People in the streets crossed themselves as they hurried to their next destination, too afraid to stay out in the never ending night. Even the druggies and the gangsters left the night alone, too wary of what could be hidden in those deep shadows other then themselves.
Luckily most of the world slept through this night, blissfully unaware of the nightmare-ish night they slept through. Shindou Hikaru was one of those blissful people. He was wrapped loosely in his blanket that slipped occasionally down to his waist. He had one hand thrown over his chest and another tossed precariously above his head. He was so deep in his sleep that he didn't even twitch when a strange, abnormal light started to glow from the middle of his room. The light started as a pinpoint and then grew until the entire room was illuminated in the eerie glow. Because of the wariness of the people about the night, no one was awake to see this amazing phenomenon.
From the light, a figure dressed in ancient white clothing stepped out of a hole in the air. The figure held a polished fan and wore a very tall white hat. The figure's deep blue, almost purple, eyes darted around the room, surveying their surroundings. The figure's deep purple tinted lips quirked in a tiny smile as they watched the sleeping Shindou. The person shook their head in amusement as they continued to watch the boy.
No, was the thought. He looks to be around 18 years old, so he's no longer a boy.
The figure walked over to the edge of the bed and attempted to brush a strand of hair away from the sleeping mans' face but the strand passed right through the figure's finger. They frowned in sadness as Shindou unconsciously swatted at whatever was bugging him and then curled up into a tight ball. The figure waited a few minutes to make sure the man was sleeping soundly and was rewarded when Shindou relaxed his position and went back to his former position.
The person turned to look outside the window at all the lights flickering in the darkness. The smile that graced their face was one of supreme satisfaction.
Beware the world of Go, here I come. I have brought you what you've all been dreaming of so here's your chance.
With that challenge, the being floated above Shindou and laid face down hovering above him. Slowly, the ethereal light that used to illuminate the room enveloped the two people. Inch by inch the floating being was lowered into the sleeping body below him. Shindou cried out once or twice during the merging but never woke up. When the merging was complete, the ethereal light vanished into thin air. The night was back to the haunting night that it began with. Nothing stirred, not even a mouse. Shindou rolled over onto his side and opened his mouth to utter the only sound that would be heard until morning.
"Sai."