Author's Note: Um…hey there. It has been a long time since I wrote a fic. Um…I don't really know how a high school should work…So, if you find it odd, please ignore,. There's different system in different countries.

"Goku! Get up! Today's the first day of school! Get your ass up now!" the red-hared growled from the kitchen.

"Mm…What time is it…?" Goku got up and rubbed hi eyes. His gaze turn towards the clock on his wall. 7.10 a.m. He groaned and got up.

A few minutes later, he came out of his bedroom, smelling fresh and in his uniform. He walked towards the kitchen and sat at the table.

"What 'cha cooking, Gojyo?"

"Eggs and toast…We ain't got any other things to eat. Stock up a bit today, would you?"

"Hmm…Do we at least have orange juice or milk?"

"Like duh! Can't you go and check it before asking?"

"Well, you said it like we're out of everything…So I thought…," he went to the fridge and took out a carton of milk. He took a glass at the sink and pour the milk in. He drank it within one gulp.

"I think I'm gonna have an overtime shift tonight."

"Okay. I'll be working 'til 7 today, so if there's anything, call my cell."

"Does that place pay you enough?" Gojyo walked towards the boy and placed a plate in front of him.

"For the time being…I suppose."

"I'm gonna go take a shower. Eat up and go to school. You don't want to be late for your first day as a high school senior," Gojyo winked and went off.

Goku did as told. Fifteen minutes later, he was already half way to his school. At the entrance gate, he saw Nataku, his best friend.

"Hey, Goku. Took you long enough," Nataku said, grinning.

"You didn't say you wanted to meet me. Not my fault," Goku pouted.

"We always meet each other on the first day of school every year. You should get it by now?" the boy frowned, seeing his friend had forgotten their yearly routine.

"Hm. Slipped out of my memory, I guess."

"Well, we're seniors now. Gonna be expecting a lot."

"Yup! And I'm hoping to be the basketball team captain."

"You're gonna get the position. You're way too good."

"Aww, stop!" Goku said playfully.

Both of them entered the school and went to sign up for their lessons. They only had three classes together. Goku frowned. He was looking forward to this year all the way, with Nataku beside him. Guess Lady Luck was not at their side.

"My first lesson is English. You?" Goku said, scanning to see who would be his English teacher.

"Erm…History. Mr Nagawa."

"Mine's Miss Cranky…," Goku said with a frown.

"Miss Shizawa?"

"Yup. Well, better get going. See you later then?"

"'Kay."

They both went separate ways. Goku entered the class and scanned through. He saw Kougaiji sitting at the back and approached him. The red-haired was reading some notes.

"Hey, Kou…Can I sit here?"

Kougaiji looked up. He gave a small smile, "Sure."

"So…what 'cha reading?"

"Nothing…Just some notes."

"Man, you're a study freak! First day of school and you're already starting to read notes. Relax, dude!"

"Unlike someone, I'm not extremely smart."

"Huh?"

"Never mind, Goku."

Soon, the teacher came in and a blond followed her from behind. The blond had violet eyes and his hair had some shine in it. Sort of like a sun. Well, to Goku at least. The teacher placed her books on the table and looked at the class.

"Class, from today onwards, we are going to have a new addition to our classroom," her English accent quite thick, "please welcome, Genjo Sanzo."

The blond gave a small bow and the teacher directed him to the empty seat behind Kougaiji. Goku turned to have a little look at the blond, who was taking out his books and quickly turned back as the blond raised his head to look at the front. The class started as usual and Goku found that he couldn't concentrate. The teacher was too dull to keep him interested in the lesson. He stared out of the window. The sky was clear, making Goku feel relaxed.

"Mr Son!" the teacher exclaimed and the class turned to look at Goku. Goku quickly turned to face the teacher. "If you are so interested in that scenery, get out of my class!"

"N-No, ma'am!"

"I suggest you pay attention, Mr Son…Even though your skills are higher than the rest of them in here, it doesn't give you the right to slack off!"

"Y-Yes, ma'am!"

The teacher gave him a good glare before continuing with the lesson. Goku leaned into Kougaiji.

"She hates me…," he whispered, eyes still focusing on the teacher.

"She hates everyone…Maybe even herself."

Goku gave a slight giggle.

Soon, the bell rung. The teacher left quickly and Goku packed his bag. Kougaiji went off first, said something about meeting Yaone. Goku was about to walk when the blond bumped into him.

"A-Ah…Sorry," Goku said.

The blond glared at the boy. He said nothing and just walked off. Goku put his hand on his hips and frowned. Couldn't the blond at least say something instead of giving a nasty glare? Goku walked out of the classroom, his mood spoilt. From behind, he could hear Nataku shouting his name.

"Goku! Goku! Hey, wait up!"

Goku stopped but didn't turn around. Nataku came beside him, hands on his knees, taking in air into his lungs.

"What's…wrong with…you?" Nataku said in between pants.

"There's a new kid…and he pissed me off a bit…," Goku said, looking at his friend.

"Hm? How so?" Nataku asked, straightening himself.

"We bumped into each other and at least I apologized, but he just glared at me and walked away," Goku said, while walking towards his next class.

"Sounds cold…," Nataku said, following Goku.

"He is…That bastard…"

They walked the rest of the way in silence. They had the same lesson for the second period. They sat at the back of the class and Nataku took out a small notebook and started writing.

"What 'cha writing, Nataku?" Goku asked, trying to look at the book. His mood had gotten better.

"Nothing important…"

"Are you sure? Don't look like nothing…," trying to snatch the book.

Just as Nataku was about to reply, the teacher came in. Nataku gave a sigh and kept the book back in his bag. And the lesson went on as per normal.

The rest of the day went as usual and soon, it was end of the day. Goku and Nataku walked towards the front gate.

"So, Goku…Wanna hang out?" Nataku asked as he waved to one of his friends.

"Can't…I have work today."

"Harsh."

"Well, what to do. It's called 'life'," Goku looked at Nataku and smirked.

"Well, sorry if I don't have a life…," Nataku rolled his eyes.

"Well, got to go. Can't be late. See you tomorrow," Goku said as he ran off.

"Text me when you are free!" Nataku shouted to the boy.

"'Kay, honey!" Goku shouted back, teasingly.

Goku took a quick shower as soon as he arrived home and wore his working uniform. He then went out as quickly as he had gotten home. He put his sling bag over his shoulders. He ran slightly, worried that he might be late. Soon, he arrived at the shopping mall. He entered it and went to a pizza shop. A man with a mustache stood there, waiting for Goku's arrival.

"You're finally here," he said, arms crossed.

"Yeah, sorry. First day of school, you know how it is."

"Well? Get a move on. We're really packed today."

"Yes, sir!"

Goku went behind the counter and put his bag away. Suddenly, his phone vibrated. He took it out from his pocket and look at it. A text message from Gojyo.

From: Gojyo

Hey, monkey, remember, buy the groceries and some other food for you to eat tonight. Pay you back when I get my pay. Still not sure what time I'll be back. Text ya back later.

Goku scowled and put his phone away. He was not a monkey. He went and put on his apron and went behind the counter and took order. Soon, just like the boss said, the place was pack, mostly by teenagers.

"Hey, Goku…Can't you give us a discount?" one of Goku's classmate said, playing around.

"No, Hiroshi…I still want to keep my job," he smiled back.

"Aww…You're mean, Goku-kun."

"Hai, hai…Sakura-chan."

Goku turned towards the kitchen, making sure that the order is being made. When Goku turned back around, someone was standing, waiting for him to take the order. Goku looked at the person and was taken aback.

"S-Sanzo!" Goku sputtered.

"Yeah…And you're that annoying monkey…," the blond look at him with a bored expression.

"I'm not a monkey!" Goku took a moment to breathe. Sanzo, much to his dismay, is a customer and he shouldn't start a fight with a customer. "What will you have?"

"Two beef-chessed pizza with extra beef toppings. Take away."

"Hmm…A big appetite. You don't seem those types who eat this junk," Goku said as he registered the amount into the casher. He turned and shouted the order, " Two beef-cheesed pizza, extra beef toppings! Take away!" A small reply of 'Aite!' was heard.

"Not me…My bloody aunt…Not your business anyway."

"Well, whatever, have a seat first…Won't be long."

Sanzo took a seat near the counter and somehow, he found himself examining the kid. Goku turned and when he saw Sanzo looking at him, he frowned.

"What? Something on my face?"

"No…How old are you?"

Goku was slightly shocked. He didn't even know the blond would take such interest in anyone, let alone himself. He cocked his eyebrows a bit, as if saying 'what?'.

"Don't take it the wrong way…You look too young to be in my class," Sanzo said when he saw Goku looking shock.

"Oh…Um…14," Goku said hesitantly.

"Oh? You must be a smart ass then…"

"Um…sort of…," Goku blushed. Being modest isn't easy.

There was a moment of silence between them. Goku was about to speak when someone from the kitchen said, "Order up! Two beef-cheesed with extra toppings!"

Goku took the two boxes and gave it to Sanzo. The blond said a soft 'thanks' and left. Goku looked as the blond disappeared into the crowds. Goku gave a soft sigh, from what he doesn't know. Exhaustion, maybe?

"Hey, boss, I'm gonna head home now!" Goku said as he slinged his bag over his shoulder.

"Yeah, okay. Thanks for today."

"No prob!"

Goku quickly walked out of that place. He feared the groceries store might have been closed but he just want to go and made sure. Well, it was still open. Goku gave a sigh of relief. He went inside the shop and bought some food, like Gojyo told him. He bought snacks mostly, since both him and the cockroach were too lazy to cook for themselves.

Goku waited for the bus, near the mall. He felt really tired and decided that taking the bus is the best way. He took out his cell and texted Gojyo, saying he had already bought the food and then he texted Nataku, asking whether the boy was going to be online or not. Fortunately, he was.

When Goku got home, he took a quick shower and changed into his monkey-printed pajamas. He switched the computer on and while waiting for it to load, he went to the kitchen, keep everything neatly in place, poured some milk for himself and took a bag of potato chips. He went back inside the room. He was signed in automatically. As he sat down, a window popped up.

AngelDarkness: Hey, Goku.

Saru39: Hey. Angel Darkness? Since when did you change your sex?

AngelDarkness: Oh, when I arrived home. It's rather a tiresome job to have boobs.

Saru39: Ah….Good for you.

AngelDarkness: You're one to speak. I thought you didn't like people calling you a monkey.

Saru39: I am quite attached to the name, actually. But, it's kinda cute, don't you agree?

AngelDarkness: Hm...

Saru39: By the way, I saw that bastard just now.

AngelDarkness: Oh? And what did he do this time?

Saru39: He called me an 'annoying monkey'.

AngelDarkness: The nerve of him!

Saru39: Yeah, I know.

AngelDarkness: Hey, I got to go. Been online too long.

Saru39: Okay.

Nataku logged off. Goku went and checked his email and seeing that no one else was online, he logged out. He went to the living room and switched on the television. He flicked through channel by channel and to his horror, nothing good was on! He switched the television off and laid on the couch. Suddenly, his cell rang. He took it from the table and looked at it.

From: Gojyo

Good. Be home reaaaally late. Don't wait up, switch off all the lights when you go to bed. Better go to sleep by 11, or you are so dead.

Goku rolled his eyes; as if the cockroach could see what he's doing right now. He typed a quick reply and went to his room. He had switched off all the lights in the house, except for his. He took out his Math book and started scanning through the pages.

"Well, a bit harder than last year, but I can manage."

He kept reading for a while before retiring to bed. As soon as he placed his head on the pillow, he was off to Dreamland.

You know not of the meaning of tired! You are a weapon! Weapons do not feel!

Uh...was that okay? I' sorry! I'm not so good! But I do love writing stories. Hope you guys would R&R!!!