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Note : Well…..this fic is totally dedicated to Kimmy, Serena and Pei San coz they wanted me to type this out actually……..I wrote is in school coz I wuz too bored.so I decided to write a fic on it….hehe….just can't take my mind of Saiyuki! Haha! Well……here's the fic……hope you guys like it though! ^___^ halfway in Chapter 3 now…hehe =P (Hopefully the stupid formatting doesn't screw up! For god's sake…..damnit……as it did in "Surreptitious Love" thos supposed-to-be-italic words are NOT italic! Damnit! N only some of them are italic…..not ALL! Cheh! Damnit! HOPEFULLY it doesn't screw up! Dman damn damn! Kuso! Kuso! Kuso! Ok ok…enough of the cursings…haha….me so evil…. =P………XD…….. .….)
Withered Lavendar Chapter 1 – Shattered PiecesBy cutie-pie16
Sanzo's POVOh, damnit. Why? Why am I elected as a god-damned prefect? Not that I'm those perfect goody two shoes. Okay, let me tick off my bad points…..I smoke, I drink, I curse, I HATE gakis and all of them can die for all I care. I'm just in Year 3 and I smoke and drink, hah! Why in the world am I elected as a stupid damn prefect? And here I am, listening to the baka principal babbling about being a prefect to those new prefects. They are so stupid to ever listen to him. Ba~ka. Kuso! Tsumaranee…..
A person from behind bumped into Sanzo interrupting Sanzo from his thoughts.
"Nanda?" Sanzo said, furious while turning back to see who dared to bump into him.
"Ah, gomen, o-nii san!" a young voice said.
He turned back to only see a boy just until shoulders, with messy brown locks looking up at him, eye to eye. Amethyst met gold.
A certain feeling ran through Sanzo's eyes making him feel uneasy all over. That boy has a few locks blocking his face and his big golden eyes looking deep into his violet eyes.
The feeling, the eyes…..I remember seeing them….somewhere….but I don't know when……or where……..I've never seen this kid……his eyes, I remember those big, golden orbs. And the feeling…..this tingly and disturbing feeling…a feeling that was long lost…buried at the bottom of my heart…….the feeling of care……the feeling of love…..No! Me, Genjo Sanzo does not, and WILL NOT care nor love!
"Sugee!" those words got Sanzo back into reality.
"Nanda?" Sanzo said, coolly.
"Kira kira shi ta na…" the youth said, lifting his hands to feel Sanzo's sun-kissed hair.
"Taiyou no mita da……" he continued, and accidentally pulled out a few strands of blonde.
Sanzo, being extremely short-tempered, burst out, shouting, "Nani ka, kono baka saru!" and went torturing the poor little kid.
Why?…These words….it came out…..so……so…..it just came out from my lips…….they came out automatically….it's like…….it's like…this feeling……..this….incident…..had happened before…zutto mukashi kara, a time in which I an't remember when……
"Gomen! Gomen to itta da yo! (Sorry! I said I was sorry!)" the poor kid wailed, still being tortured by the senior one.
"Ahem!" a voice from the principal interrupted them.
"Ara! Gomen, ne, nii-chan! Jyaa ne!" the kid said, taking the advantage to run off.
"Ish! Ano baka saru!" Sanzo mumbled under his breath, and turned back to continue "listening" to the "speech".
"As I was saying…." the principal continued.
~*~*~*
Sanzo plopped himself down on a chair in the school library, and started working on his fractions. He finished his work in less than 5 minutes and started on his Physics.
"Konnichi wa!" a voice said.
Sanzo took off his reading glasses and looked up a the green-eyed brunette smiling at him. "Ah, omae," Sanzo said, stopping his work.
"Eh? Aren't you planning to finish your work first?" the brunette, Cho Hakkai, said.
"Iie. Betsuni. Just some boring homework given by the kso baba."
They were all students in Araiso Private High School, Year 3.
(Sorry, don't kill me…..just can't help putting it in!)
Sanzo had just been elected as a prefect since his grades were far too good. He's even better than some of his teachers put together. Everyone envied him. Partly because of his smartness and all the property that he owned. His parents died 5 years ago in a car accident on a rainy day, leaving him with all their properties. Now, he lives by himself in a grand mansion with a big living room, seven rooms, five guest rooms, a pool, a billiard room, a library, a big kitchen and a separate dining room, as well as a lounge and a mini bar.
Hakkai, on the other hand, is the school librarian and is in the same year as Sanzo. He is the only one that ever dared to be near Sanzo.
Sanzo, is the anti-social one. Girls admire him, guys talk bad about him. But, then, he never did care.
"Eh?" Hakkai said.
"Ah…she just gives easy stuff…..as though we're still gakis," Sanzo said, as he stood up to get a book from the shelves.
A young boy bumped into Sanzo, causing all the books that Sanzo was holding to tumble down to the floor.
"Eh? It's you! Oni-san!: the kid exclaimed happily.
"Gaki," Sanzo mumbled, bending to gather up all the books that he dropped.
"Eeee….you're so good in Physics!" the kid said, holding up Sanzo's papers.
"Ooi, gaki! Give it back!"
"Uh-uh. Help me do my work, please," the kid said, ;ooking innocently into Sanzo's eyes, once again.
Oh, no, not those eyes again, no! Don't look into them!
Sanzo just couldn't get his eyes off the kid's ones. Without realizing, these words came slipping out of his lips, "Fine."
"Yokatta!" the kid squealed, and took out his papers.
5 minutes later, Sanzo finished the work in no time.
"Ne, onii-chan!" the kid started.
"Nani?"
"Omae no na wa…nani?" he asked. "Ore wa Goku desu!" he continued.
"Sanzo. Genjo Sanzo."
"Ah!!!" the kid exclaimed.
"What is so surprising?"
"I'm late for classes!" the kid exclaimed and ran away with his books. "Jyaa ne, Sanzo-nii chan!"
"Ch~" Sanzo said.
"Ne, Sanzo," Hakkai said. "You are late for your classes too."
"Oh, damnit. Well, I'll just skip it. Since I'm already 15 minutes late, I might as well just skip it. It's just the baba's lesson. Well, jyaa. I'm going home," Sanzo said, getting up from his seat and taking off his glasses.
He said that the minute the principal walked in.
"I beg your pardon, Genjo-kun," he said.
"I said that," he paused. "I MIGHT AS WELL GO HOME THAN STAY HERE BEING A DAMN PREFECT! Can you gear it? Want me to repeat?" Sanzo shouted, breaking the silence in the library.
"I'm afraid you'll have to correct your language, Genjo-kun," the principal said, annoyd.
"Oh, yeah? I don't give a damn about it! I might as well buy this school and fire you instead!" Sanzo shot back, and stomped off.
Minutes later, the sound of an engine starting was heard. It was, of course, none other than Sanzo's expensive sports car.
"Maa…maa….what a peaceful day today is," Hakkai said, a smile plastered at his face.
In his house, Sanzo changed into a loose, light-blue T-shirt, and a pair of black jeans. He got ou a can of beer from the refrigerator and a stick of cigarette. He was standing in front of the big transparent glass of his house that was facing the Tokyo Tower. He plopped himself down on the sofa, and without knowing, fell asleep.
Sanzo was brought into a hazy place, and he heard voices, and the sound of chains knocking against each other. He walked into a room and saw a lady sitting on a "throne", with a blond guy wearing a lavender clad, his long blond hair tied into a ponytail. For a moment, Sanzo thought that guy looked exactly like him. Next to the lady was another man in an armour suit. This was someone bowing down to the lady along with a long haired kid.
"That kid, he's awfully familiar," Sanzo thought. "But I can't remember him."
"You said you're going to give me food! You fat liar!" the kid said. There were shackles bound to his small wrists, ankles and his neck.
"Ah…so this is the animal you found, Egan," the black-haired lady said.
"Sugee," the kid said, holding the blonde's long hair.
"Nanda?" replied the blond, looking down at the kid whose height was just at around his waist.
"This conversation. These words!" Sanzo thought silently, shocked. "And the kid! He looks like the one just now! Except that his hair was longer and there was something gold on his head….and his shirt is different.
"Kira kira shi ta na," the kid said, and accidentally pulled out a few strands of hair. "Taiyou no mita da. Ah, so~ri," he said with a chibi face.
"Please excuse his rudeness, Konzen Douji-sama!" the said Egan spoke out.
"KONO BAKA ZARU!" the blonde deity, Konzen, burst out.
"Aaa….Bosatsu-sama, what should we do to him? He's an itan. Itan da!" the man suited in armour, Jiroushin said.
"We'll keep him here," the lady, Kanzeon Bosatsu replied, resting her chin on her hand.
"Eh?! Kanzeon Bosatsu! You're never even grown a FLOWER before!" Jiroushin exclaimed.
"WHO SAID I'M KEEPING HIM HERE? You're being rude, you know?" she snapped. She sat back and smiled evilly, and said, "I'll leave this to my dear nephew, Konzen."
"NANI??!!! KUSO BABA!" Konzen shoute.
"Go…take him. Don't forget to name him…he's your pet," Kanzeon said, showing her hands to him.
"NANDATO?!" Konzen exclaimed.
Sanzo opened his eyes and recalled what happened.
"What was that?" Sanzo thought to himself.
That dream was a mark. A mark of their nightmare. A mark of their friendship. A mark of their bond brought together by fate. Something memorable, yet destructive.
~To Be Continued ~
Well..how was it? I noe I noe….it's too short, rite? But it's 11 PAGES in the exercise book! Well……gomen, ne, minna-san if it's TOO short, gomen! But then…u can alwiz complain..all u do is just move your cursor to the "submit review" thingie n click on it….haha =P….. .……..XD well……REVIEW ONEGAI!!!