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[10 Sept] [Hikaru no Go] And the Waves Crashed on the Goban 10/?
Title: And the Waves Crashed on the Goban 10/?
Day/Theme: 10 Sept/I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)
Series: Hikaru no Go
Character/Pairing: Hikaru/Akira, Isumi/Le Ping
Rating: General
-----"To me, my fair friend, you can never be old"----
"Have the rumours spread as far as that?" Touya Kouyo looked at his old friend.
Despite the genuine curiosity in his voice, the only visible sign of emotion in his voice was a slight widening of the eyes.
Eyes that had gathered more wrinkles around them, Yang Hai thought, much like the man himself, who gathered admirers and respect around him as naturally as he breathed. "You forget, old friend, I have a particular interest in these kinds of rumours," he said, thinking of the computer lab he had set up in his room.
They were in the coffee lounge of the Ritz-Carlton in Beijing, where the Touyas were staying. Yang Hai mentally thumbed his nose at the serious-faced business travellers seated around them.
"Ah, yes. Your project," Touya said. He was as imperturbable as ever. "You've been at it for more than ten years now, if I remember right."
"Eleven and counting," Yang Hai said. "I thought it could be done in three years, and now?" He spread his hands. "Each time I think this is it, that I've cracked it, something happens to make me re-evaluate my findings."
"Ah, that is a setback. Your determination is admirable, however."
"Ha." Yang Hai dismissed the other's attempt to comfort him. "At this rate, I'll be in my grave by the time we actually succeed. I mean, even for a initial study, it's simply ballooned!"
There was a glint of humour in Touya's eyes. "I remember that I said before that it would be a mistake to run your preliminary experiment using Sai's data."
Yang Hai acknowledged the rub with a sigh. "I thought it was a good choice," he said, and began to tick off points on his fingers. "One, he showed significant growth in his Go skills over the course of only a few months. Two, he played with a wide range of players, from amateurs to pros. Three, his best games contained most of situations covered in Go--his Go was like an encyclopedia!--and four, he was basically anonymous. No one knows who he is, after all." He eyed Touya, wondering if this time, Touya would tell him.
Touya shook his head. "You know that I've played with him only once."
"That's not what I asked," Yang Hai said, letting his gaze take in Touya's demeanor, trying to imagine what it signified.
The pause between them stretched out. Around them business travellers ordered coffee and toast. "It is a pity you've decided on concentrate on computer programs rather than Go," Touya said seemingly apropos of nothing.
Yang Hai accepted the compliment in the spirit it was meant--to Touya Kouyo, once a five title-holder, Go was the only path that mattered--and felt at once resigned and impressed. The retired pro was just as steady as he had been in his youth: impassive, impossible to rattle.
Day/Theme: 10 Sept/I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)
Series: Hikaru no Go
Character/Pairing: Hikaru/Akira, Isumi/Le Ping
Rating: General
-----"To me, my fair friend, you can never be old"----
"Have the rumours spread as far as that?" Touya Kouyo looked at his old friend.
Despite the genuine curiosity in his voice, the only visible sign of emotion in his voice was a slight widening of the eyes.
Eyes that had gathered more wrinkles around them, Yang Hai thought, much like the man himself, who gathered admirers and respect around him as naturally as he breathed. "You forget, old friend, I have a particular interest in these kinds of rumours," he said, thinking of the computer lab he had set up in his room.
They were in the coffee lounge of the Ritz-Carlton in Beijing, where the Touyas were staying. Yang Hai mentally thumbed his nose at the serious-faced business travellers seated around them.
"Ah, yes. Your project," Touya said. He was as imperturbable as ever. "You've been at it for more than ten years now, if I remember right."
"Eleven and counting," Yang Hai said. "I thought it could be done in three years, and now?" He spread his hands. "Each time I think this is it, that I've cracked it, something happens to make me re-evaluate my findings."
"Ah, that is a setback. Your determination is admirable, however."
"Ha." Yang Hai dismissed the other's attempt to comfort him. "At this rate, I'll be in my grave by the time we actually succeed. I mean, even for a initial study, it's simply ballooned!"
There was a glint of humour in Touya's eyes. "I remember that I said before that it would be a mistake to run your preliminary experiment using Sai's data."
Yang Hai acknowledged the rub with a sigh. "I thought it was a good choice," he said, and began to tick off points on his fingers. "One, he showed significant growth in his Go skills over the course of only a few months. Two, he played with a wide range of players, from amateurs to pros. Three, his best games contained most of situations covered in Go--his Go was like an encyclopedia!--and four, he was basically anonymous. No one knows who he is, after all." He eyed Touya, wondering if this time, Touya would tell him.
Touya shook his head. "You know that I've played with him only once."
"That's not what I asked," Yang Hai said, letting his gaze take in Touya's demeanor, trying to imagine what it signified.
The pause between them stretched out. Around them business travellers ordered coffee and toast. "It is a pity you've decided on concentrate on computer programs rather than Go," Touya said seemingly apropos of nothing.
Yang Hai accepted the compliment in the spirit it was meant--to Touya Kouyo, once a five title-holder, Go was the only path that mattered--and felt at once resigned and impressed. The retired pro was just as steady as he had been in his youth: impassive, impossible to rattle.