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i drew this for the bjw dolled up prompt, but then had another idea. still fine i suppose
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#svsss #qijiu hikaru no go au where SQQ is the ghost haunting the weiqi board in Shen Yuan's attic. SY is grounded from his phone and laptop again so he might as well get into this since he can't read web novels during this time.
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"Qi-ge must simply make it up to me with another game. And then another. Until I tire of you and move on. Then maybe you'll learn your lesson, you soft-hearted fool."

Yue Qingyuan retires, but he plays weiqi from morning to night until the end of his days.

/end
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signaling the point where black would capture white's stones. As always, yue qi places xiao jiu's stone for him, sheepishly collecting his forfeited points over.
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Yue Qingyuan has to swallow twice before being able to speak, a futile endeavor as his voice still cracks.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Jiu... your Qi-ge was foolish."

The fan lazily covers the bottom half of his face, the corners turned slightly upward in mirth. Wood snaps closed, the end of the fan
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in black capturing his stones, the only way forward from this particular impasse.

Seki. the mutual life.

"Tch."

The clattering of fan opening draws his eyes across the board, above nearly translucent white robes, to dark, disapproving eyes.

"You've kept me waiting, Qi-ge."
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Wrinkled hands shake as he places the final stone of the record, tears staining the wood, glistening like dew drops on the black and white stones. Hunched over the board, yqy wipes away the tears from his eyes, reaching for the white stone to close around black, knowing the next move would result
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eagerly leans forward to start placing stones on the board. At ten moves, he's checking the booklet for the next stone, at twenty the rhythm starts to feel familiar, at thirty he knows the next move before placing the stone.
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There, against the stark white pages is a black grid, maybe fifty moves in. Yqy tries to follow the reasoning of the game record, tries to wrap his mind around the cutting moves pushing white to cede territory and fight tooth and nail to gain it back. Instead of the grief he was dreading, yqy
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"what am I doing?" yqy huffs out a quiet laugh, there are tears as the corner of his eyes, making him feel extra foolish.

He turns the page, a startled laugh breaking the silence as the first light of dawn fills the room in shades of gold.
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after meeting them. For some inexplicable reason, he doesn't want the games to end. wants to never turn to the final game, a coward's way of holding on to something that was never in his grasp.
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a smile tugging at his lips at the progression of skill in both players. The handicaps disappear quickly, the teaching games eventually replaced by only a handful of stones. It's nearly morning when yqy reaches the final pages, dread and melancholy twisting him up, like losing new friends so soon
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splattered across the wood. But these second he reaches to touch it, it flickers and disappears. It must have been a trick of the light. A small booklet falls out of the box, a collection of records drawn out in a teenager's clumsy hand. a warm feeling arises in him as he flips through the pages,
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but i think sqq would want to be there in person to see yqy's reactions. whatever they decide on, i think the conclusion to this story is SY gifting YQY the weiqi board, insisting it's the final gift from his mentor.

When yqy opens the box that night, he's shocked by the faint impression of blood
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shining through, but their at the core of it, is the hand he remembers.
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i think there is an eventual point after sy and lbh are friends that he confesses that Xiu Ya was his mentor and that he wants to play against yqy. it's under the condition of anonymity, the obvious route is an online game
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SQQ, on his end, is rattled. It was one thing to suspect that YQY held a sliver of YQ's soul, it's another to be certain.

Over the centuries, SQQ has played thousands of matches, but he would a fool to forget YQ's playing style. This Yue Qingyuan is more polished, the ingenuity of modernity
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There's a name at the tip of his tongue, like a lullaby forgotten in childhood, the melody just out of his reach.

That night he dreams of cold winters and thread bare robes, two boys hunched over a grid drawn in the dirt, small pebbles and broken twigs serving as stones.

YQY regrets waking up.
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player disconnected. His palms sweaty, and chest aching. His heart aches in the way it does when he forgets to take his medications, suddenly too heavy to contained by his ribs.

He doesn't know this Xiu Ya sword, has surely never played against him before, and yet....he's familiar.
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been years since a real challenger has made them think twice but...

This game is familiar.

The strings that tied their souls together like a noose bring their hands closer and closer, until SQQ feels like he's going to suffocate if he's wrong.

From YQY's end, all he can see is that the other
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SQQ immediately clocks his opponent as having some skill within the first four moves. When he closes his eyes, he can imagine the disembodied hand deliberately setting down stones with precision and poise. The further the game progresses, the more time is spent between moves, not only because it's
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SQQ's username, the Xiu Ya sword, gains a following, his game records becoming an object of discussion and study within the weiqi community. This is how he first reaches Yue Qingyuan, sheer luck matches them together in a randomized game.
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diminishing health pushing him forward.

It's this, more than the groveling and cajoling, that forces SQQ to emerge.

at some point, SY and SQQ discover online go, using it as an outlet for SQQ's game while SY starts to advance through his own merit in that regional and national ranks.
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It's not until years later that SY is able to coax SQQ out, he has kept learning on his own but it's not enough to catch up with Binghe. He can't barely beat that bastard Airplane half the time, and now it's SY that wants to do the chasing. LBH's advancing through the ranks quickly, his father's