A/N: I think this chapter will be funny! Hey I'm back for chapter 9! I hope you'll like this chapter!

Voice:MAYBE...

A/N: Sarcastic bastard... Oh yeah There will be weird flashback's here... but really its based on the manga!

Voice: She's nuts...

A/N: *INHALES* Saiyuki... Isn't mine! WAAAHHH!

A/N: Thank you for beta'ing my story aliendroid! I'm at your mercy... uhuhuhuhu...

Plot: Son Goku is new in Chang An Highschool. He isn't the most confident boy in school either since he has a teeny tiny problem, he is scared of people, especially boys. But what if Genjyo Sanzo, most popular boy in Japan comes to Goku's school and falls for our innocent saru? How will Goku cope up with companionship? What will Sanzo do to win Goku's heart? Get ready cause this will be a crazy love story!

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Chapter 9 Reminiscing part 3

"K-Konzen… Ten-chan… Ken-nii... Where are you ?" A young boy with dark chestnut hair cried in a dark alley. His eyes covered with large drops of tears while his face was all red since he had been crying for an hour now. I'm scared, I'm so scared, Konzen, I wanna go home. The boy continued crying as hard as he could.

"Hey," a cold voice said calling the boy's attention. The crying boy looked up and saw another boy with golden hair and deep amethyst eyes. His face held this annoyed scowl yet it slowly changed to concern when he reached his hand out. "You're lost right? Aren't you a little too old to cry like that?"

Oh no... It's- It's a ... boy! "KONZEEENNN TASKETE!"

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"Hold that thought," Gojyo exclaimed as he stood up and opened the door."Yeah ... Yeah who is it?"

"Sorry to bother but, I'm here to ask you something," A teen with blonde hair stood on the door way.

*SLAM!*

Gojyo slammed and locked the door in a split second. He then plastered his back to the door as if it would break down any minute now and that he had to stop it. The redhead's face was in total panic as he faced the brunette.

"IT'S THE FUCKING POLICE! THEY GOT YOU TRACKED DOWN! AND THEY'RE OUTSIDE! THEY USED A FUCKING KID TO GET OUR FUCKING GUARD DOWN!" Gojyo screamed. His visitor froze with his information. "WE GOTTA GET YOU OUT OF HERE! NOW!"

The emerald eyed boy was stunned at how Gojyo was acting. Is he that determined to help me? But, but why?

Gojyo's voice brought him back to reality when he suddenly screamed. "When I count to three I'll open the door and you run as fast as you can!"

"Uh, hai," The brunette responded. He reached for Gojyo and grabbed his shirt. "Why are you helping me?"

The red head faced him with intense eyes and then grinned, "I don't know, I just feel like it."
The boy was speechless. But he just sighed and smiled. "I guess that's reason enough."

"Okay on the count of three. 1..." Gojyo held the handle on the door while the boy prepared to run. "...2..." He turned the handle. "..3! RUN!" Gojyo swung the door as hard as he could. Slamming the door to the wall he heard this weird sound: "GIKU!" Gi... Giku? Gojyo didn't realize it, but he hit someone as he swung the door open. While the other boy ran as fast as a freaking bullet.

"I honestly was, hoping to wake up in hell. I've felt that way since I lost someone dear." The brunette said as he poured coffee in a couple of cups.

"Your lover?" Gojyo asked as he held out his left hand's pinky.

"Well, yes. That's half of it." The boy smiled as he held his coffee.

"What ... Does that mean?" The red head asked as he nibbled on a rice cracker.

"She was my older sister," The brunette answered as he drank his coffee calmly. Too calm. And then there was this weird and awkward silence that surrounded the two of them. Then the emerald eyed boy broke the silence. "Do you think less of me?" The boy asked as his face altered from a composed emotion to a sad smile.

"Ah, whatever. I guess some people... go for that." Gojyo answered as he smirked, cupped his chin with his left palm, and continued nibbling on the cracker.

"It wasn't exactly talked about. We were raised in separate orphanages. Outside of that, we tried not to advertise the fact." The boy laughed softly. "When she was in danger, I didn't feel a thing. I was studying in my room while she was in the kitchen cleaning up. But still, people often have a sixth sense about loved ones, right?" He smiled as he held up his fore finger as if proving his point. The boy placed his hands together as if he was praying but he spread it like a table and leaned his chin on it. "Why was that I wonder? Why didn't I sense something and run to help?" The brunette asked himself as his face darkened with grief.

"Reality's a bitch. You can't blame all that crap on yourself. It wasn't because you didn't love her enough. Ah hell like I'm one to talk." Gojyo stated as he grabbed another cracker and ate it. "I don't have anything important in my life. I guess I wouldn't really know." The emerald eyed boy couldn't help but just stare at how Gojyo was acting.

Just once, I think I wanna know. What exactly is love? Not that I want it particularly. You don't need love to get laid. The love I couldn't get, and the love he couldn't protect. We're watching illusions fade into a sea of blood. While blaming our own powerlessness.

"Wait... What did I hit anyway?" Gojyo asked himself as he swung his door closed and revealed a boy around 12 with dark chocolate hair.

The poor boy was plastered to the wall while his eyes were in spirals, his mouth hanging open, and he was babbling stuff like: "I'm not coming out on a shopping trip with Ken-nii ever again." Or, "I'm so unlucky." Obviously the boy had lost consciousness.

Gojyo's mouth dropped when he saw what he had just done to the poor kid. "Oh shit! Wh-What?" The red head exclaimed in panic.

"What the fuck did you just do?!" A voice screamed. Gojyo's face became pale.

There's someone else, he thought to himself as he turned around and what he saw was the teen with blonde hair and dark amethyst eyes, who was almost the same height as him. The boy's hands were shaking, and his face was pale with fear. "Y-You k-killed him!" The blonde shrieked.

"I- I didn't kill him!", Gojyo denied.

"You just fucking did, you fucking asshole!" The boy screamed at his face.

"I said I did not!"

"You just did! He's not moving jack ass!" The banter between the two continued while the poor boy with brown hair continued to shed silent tears.

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"I see..." The blonde boy sighed as he crossed his arms.

"Yeah that's what happened." Gojyo muttered as he fiddled with his thumbs.

"BUT THAT ISN'T A FUCKING REASON TO SLAM THE DOOR, DAMMIT!" The blonde screamed as he slammed his fists on the table while multiple veins appeared on his forehead.

"I said I didn't mean it! Give me a fucking break will ya?"

"Yeah right! You suddenly slammed the door on our faces when all I wanted to know was if you know that kid! He's freaking lost! And I was asking everyone but they don't know him! You have the last house in this freaking city!" The boy screamed again as he pointed to the crying boy that was sitting in a corner. Clearly this particular boy was avoiding company.

"I said I didn't mean it! I said I'm sorry! I said it was an accident!" Gojyo screamed as if he was having a screaming contest with this new visitor of his. The blonde gave up and flopped back on his seat.

"I can sense that you have this urge to chase that boy."

"Huh?" Gojyo asked in surprise by this sudden question.

"You want to follow him do you?" The boy asked again his amethyst eyes flared with intensity.

"Why the hell are you asking me?"

"I don't know I just have the vibe. I want to know why he's doing this too. He just caught my attention if that makes everything clear," the blonde muttered as he placed his hand in his cheek. "Hey Goku, do you want to come?" The boy called to the kid. Of course the kid twitched when he heard someone calling his name.

"Eh, but, I,"

"Too bad monkey! You're coming with us!" Gojyo grinned as he hauled the boy over his shoulder.

"IYAH! HANASE! I DON'T WANNA COME! HANASE!" The kid squirmed and screamed as tears came running down his eyes.

"He's scared of you cockroach," The blonde blandly stated.

"Yeah like you're one to talk cherry-chan!" Gojyo smiled a toothy grin.

"What the hell is up with the Cherry-chan shit?!" The boy yelled.

"I just want to go home," Goku mumbled to himself and cried silently.

If letting him die is the kind of thing to do, then I must be one selfish bastard

TBC...

A/N: The last part was kind of funny...

Voice: You seriously have loose screw on your head...

A/N: I don't care!

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