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[13 Sept] [Hikaru no Go] And the Waves Crashed on the Goban 13/?
Title: And the Waves Crashed on the Goban 13/?
Day/Theme: 13 Sept/You've given me the answer
Series: Hikaru no Go
Character/Pairing: Hikaru/Akira, Isumi/Le Ping
Rating: General
"I've already explained to the police that it was an accident," Shindou said, intent on getting his argument across. "And I said I wouldn't be pressing any charges."
Although he agreed with the accident part, Touya couldn't help wishing that Shindou had pressed charges. "You've said that already." He mentally gauged his choices. He could either confront it directly now, or retreat, but leave a backdoor for himself.
"I've put it behind me," Shindou said with a nod, and waved a hand as though in emphasis, before suddenly pulling it back, and cradling it against his chest. His left hand; it still ached if he used it, Touya knew. "It's over. In the past." He put down a white stone with his right hand.
"If you say so." No, he wasn't going to retreat.
"Touya, are you listening to me?" Shindou looked up, and when he met Touya's eyes, his scowling expression dissolved. "Of course you are," he said, starting to smile.
Touya returned the smile, helpless to resist Shindou when he had that expression on his face. It was the expression that said, 'You're here! You haven't left!' Sometimes, Touya thought, he could almost hate Sai for leaving. "And I can already predict what you're going to say next, so don't," he said. He attacked, pushing his advantage against Shindou's already strong defenses, but certain he was strong enough to kick through them.
Shindou sat back in bed, his eyes narrowed on the goban. His own bed, the annoyingly narrow (or delightfully narrow, depending on the activity they were engaging in) single bed that he had slept in since he was five, creaked a little. Shindou's precious goban and go-ke were placed in the middle, with Touya seated near the foot of the bed. If one of them moved too much, the goban would tilt and the stones would slide right off.
Touya waited, studying the new bedsheets that Shindou's mother bought, and the quilt that his grandmother had made. Shindou had been delighted to see his bed--even relieved--even though he wouldn't have admitted that the trip back from the hospital had tired him out. After a nap, though (Touya had eaten lunch with the Shindous), he had demanded a game.
"You're being unreasonable and stupid," Shindou said.
That old insult still riled him. "S-stupid?" he exclaimed.
Shindou made a face at him. "The great Touya Akira, Touya Ouza, unable to separate his emotions from facts," he pointed out.
"Shindou..." he said in a warning tone.
"And when that happens, you get beaten!" he stuck out his tongue, pulled down his lower eyelid with the weak left hand, and with the right, played a response. It seemed unconnected, though, all by itself on a corner of the goban.
Curious to know what he meant, Touya continued his attack. It took several more hands for the situation to become clear, and Touya would not have even realized it--until it was too late--if he didn't know Shindou's Go so well.
Touya blinked as Shindou's strategy became clear. By not directly engaging Touya's attack, Shindou gained the advantage in securing territory, until Touya had no choice but to go on the defensive to protect what he had left.
"See?" Shindou grinned as soon as Touya's hand fell back on to the go-ke, his stone dropping back into it as he realized what had happened. "You were too hasty--you forgot that in Go, the aim is to grab territory, not counter-attack your opponent to death."
Touya reflected that Shindou had a nasty habit of gloating, and said so.
"Only with you!" Shindou said. He added, more softly, "And only you know my Go well enough to try that."
In a certain respect, that was true. They knew each other's Go so well that each saw through the other's strategies several hands before any others did. In Go they talked, questioned, won and lost arguments and spoke of their dreams and aspirations.
In Go there was passion, but it was foolish to let emotions dictate one's actions. Touya fingered the Go stones, willing himself to cool down. He could be angry, but he would not let anger control him.
"Touya?" Shindou whispered. "Akira, I know you blame him-"
"All right," Touya said, giving the answer Shindou wanted. "I'll call Waya tomorrow."
Day/Theme: 13 Sept/You've given me the answer
Series: Hikaru no Go
Character/Pairing: Hikaru/Akira, Isumi/Le Ping
Rating: General
"I've already explained to the police that it was an accident," Shindou said, intent on getting his argument across. "And I said I wouldn't be pressing any charges."
Although he agreed with the accident part, Touya couldn't help wishing that Shindou had pressed charges. "You've said that already." He mentally gauged his choices. He could either confront it directly now, or retreat, but leave a backdoor for himself.
"I've put it behind me," Shindou said with a nod, and waved a hand as though in emphasis, before suddenly pulling it back, and cradling it against his chest. His left hand; it still ached if he used it, Touya knew. "It's over. In the past." He put down a white stone with his right hand.
"If you say so." No, he wasn't going to retreat.
"Touya, are you listening to me?" Shindou looked up, and when he met Touya's eyes, his scowling expression dissolved. "Of course you are," he said, starting to smile.
Touya returned the smile, helpless to resist Shindou when he had that expression on his face. It was the expression that said, 'You're here! You haven't left!' Sometimes, Touya thought, he could almost hate Sai for leaving. "And I can already predict what you're going to say next, so don't," he said. He attacked, pushing his advantage against Shindou's already strong defenses, but certain he was strong enough to kick through them.
Shindou sat back in bed, his eyes narrowed on the goban. His own bed, the annoyingly narrow (or delightfully narrow, depending on the activity they were engaging in) single bed that he had slept in since he was five, creaked a little. Shindou's precious goban and go-ke were placed in the middle, with Touya seated near the foot of the bed. If one of them moved too much, the goban would tilt and the stones would slide right off.
Touya waited, studying the new bedsheets that Shindou's mother bought, and the quilt that his grandmother had made. Shindou had been delighted to see his bed--even relieved--even though he wouldn't have admitted that the trip back from the hospital had tired him out. After a nap, though (Touya had eaten lunch with the Shindous), he had demanded a game.
"You're being unreasonable and stupid," Shindou said.
That old insult still riled him. "S-stupid?" he exclaimed.
Shindou made a face at him. "The great Touya Akira, Touya Ouza, unable to separate his emotions from facts," he pointed out.
"Shindou..." he said in a warning tone.
"And when that happens, you get beaten!" he stuck out his tongue, pulled down his lower eyelid with the weak left hand, and with the right, played a response. It seemed unconnected, though, all by itself on a corner of the goban.
Curious to know what he meant, Touya continued his attack. It took several more hands for the situation to become clear, and Touya would not have even realized it--until it was too late--if he didn't know Shindou's Go so well.
Touya blinked as Shindou's strategy became clear. By not directly engaging Touya's attack, Shindou gained the advantage in securing territory, until Touya had no choice but to go on the defensive to protect what he had left.
"See?" Shindou grinned as soon as Touya's hand fell back on to the go-ke, his stone dropping back into it as he realized what had happened. "You were too hasty--you forgot that in Go, the aim is to grab territory, not counter-attack your opponent to death."
Touya reflected that Shindou had a nasty habit of gloating, and said so.
"Only with you!" Shindou said. He added, more softly, "And only you know my Go well enough to try that."
In a certain respect, that was true. They knew each other's Go so well that each saw through the other's strategies several hands before any others did. In Go they talked, questioned, won and lost arguments and spoke of their dreams and aspirations.
In Go there was passion, but it was foolish to let emotions dictate one's actions. Touya fingered the Go stones, willing himself to cool down. He could be angry, but he would not let anger control him.
"Touya?" Shindou whispered. "Akira, I know you blame him-"
"All right," Touya said, giving the answer Shindou wanted. "I'll call Waya tomorrow."