HALOOO minna-san!!! Whoo, lookie. It's chapter three. Man I just typed and
typed and finally this is what I have to show to ya all. Sorry for any
minor spelling errors. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Character's from saiyuki are merely being borrowed by this lowly fanfic author. Kazuya Minekura-sama, thank you for creating Gensomaden Saiyuki (worship)
The Only One Chapter Three By Hanei Tamashii
"Body guard?" Goku was surprised at the thought.
"But tou-san! I don't need a bodyguard!"
Goku had never considered the fact that he needed a bodyguard. He did after all take some martial arts lessons and excelled in them as a matter of fact. Well, his father didn't know that since he took it secretly behind his back. At that time, Goku didn't want his otou-san calling him over the phone and giving him the hour long nag about how his academics sucked yadda, yadda, yadda and how martial art lessons would take up his time yadda,yadda, yadda.
"Now Goku, before you start saying you took martial arts behind my back." Goku jaws fell. Tokei smiled widely at his son. "I know everything musuko. Well as I was saying, before you tell me that let me tell you that Genjo Sanzo-san here is a professional. He knows what he is doing and," Tokei looked at his son squarely in the eye. "I don't want you to be harmed in any way.I know you are capable of caring for yourself and that girlfriend of yours, but I want to ensure you are in good hands, understand?"
Goku eyes fell to his hands on his lap. He didn't want to understand but he did. His father just wanted to make sure he was safe. As the clock ticked away, Goku realized how quiet his bodyguard was. Maybe he could use that to his advantage. Maybe he wouldn't realize that the man was even there. Finally, he met his father's eyes.
"Otou-san, though I don't quite like the idea of being watch and tailed at my every move. I. for your sake. I'll listen to you," Goku complied.
Tokei placed his hand on his son's shoulder. "Arigatou musuko. Now, you take a good rest and I'll tell you everything in the morning. It's already nine you know."
"Aa, tou-san. Where's Houmei?"
Tokei chuckled. "Oh, now you remember her? Don't worry, she's safe and sound and she's just a floor down."
After wishing his father goodnight, he lay quietly in his bed. The room was dark but there was a soft glow by the large window. Before he could register what it was, the smell of burnt tobacco wafted to his nostrils.
*Cough, cough*
Goku sat upright again.
"Anou Sanzo-san. Do you mind putting out your cigaratte. There's a patient here you know!" Goku grumbled somewhat annoyed by the man's aloof manner.
He waited awhile but there was no answer.
Goku could feel irritation crawling up his spine. "Sanzo-san?"
Finally, Goku heard a short, simple and clear reply. "Where?"
"Nani?!"
"Urusai!" and as if it was an afterthought "and rest." Then there was the soft click of the door.
Goku lowered himself onto the soft pillow. His thoughts were in a mess. The whole day was like a dream to him. As he stared into nothingness, he decided to take a reality check.
"Itai!" Ouch, his cheeks did hurt and he was surely awake. Rubbing his cheeks, Goku tuned to his side. 'First the ero-kappa, now mister urusai- body guard' Goku couldn't help but sympathize at his fate.
"What next?" Finally, sleep claimed him and as he dozed off, the man at the door slowly traced his fingers across the intricate designs.
"Son Goku."
The next morning.
"NANI?! BALLET LESSONS??" Goku stood abruptly from his seat at the dining table. The family; Goku, his father and Houmei, were sitting at the table having their breakfast when Son Tokei said he had something to tell his son.
Tokei looked at his son as though there was something wrong with the idea. "And why not?"
"But, but, I'm a guy for goodness sake! Guys don't go for ballet lessons!" Goku stated. Sanzo was merely standing against the wall, his hands crossed across his chest as he tried to block out all the yelling.
"Hahaha, calm down musuko. I was merely teasing you. Actually, since you are unoccupied this holiday, I was wondering if you wanted to take up some music classes. Hm, like learn to play the piano for instance?"
"Otou-san! Please don't ever come up with such jokes. I don't think I can take it," said Goku as he sat back down and continued to eat his breakfast.
Houmei chuckled at the antics of both father and son. Now she knows where Goku gets all his childishness from. She was delighted that Goku was already feeling well after the frightening attack yesterday. He was being his usual cheerful self, shoving down whatever his hands could get hold of down his throat. Houmei had already thanked Goku for protecting her as soon as she got up and helped him out of bed.
"Houmei-san?"
She turned to Goku's father. Though already at the age of fifty one, he still had that energetic air about him. Houmei could already figure out why, and he had light brown hair instead of the dark chocolate of Goku's.
"The cake you brought was delicious! Never tried anything better!" complimented Tokei.
"Arigatou ojii-san."
Son Tokei turned his attention back to his son. "Now Goku, I have already found the perfect teacher for you. It's a wonder that he even has the time to spend on you."
Goku eyes became thin slits. "What's that suppose to mean?"
"Please come in Cho-sensei."
The doors to the dining hall opened and in stepped.the doctor??? Goku was dumbfounded. The sensei from yesterday was now his music teacher?
"Ohayou minna-san! Watashi wa Cho Hakkai!" The young man was very lively with the same smile he had yesterday. He walked past Sanzo and gave him a polite bow. Sanzo merely nodded in acknowledgement.
Goku pushed aside all thoughts and excitedly greeted his new teacher. "Ohayou Cho-sensei! I'm Son Goku!"
"Yes, Goku-sama. We have already met ne?" The warmness in his voice made Goku like the man immediately.
"Just call me Goku sensei." Hakkai gave him one of his infamous smiles.
"Okay, now that everybody knows one another, lets get breakfast done," Tokei announced. "Cho-sensei, please join us."
"Hai. Sumimasen, but may I add that there is nothing wrong with the male population going for ballet, in fact.."
The group chatted animatedly, with Goku's loud "Sugoi ne!" as Hakkai told them of some of his accomplishments.
"You mean you're only twenty two?! I can't believe it. How in the world did you become a doctor and get a masters in music in such a short time?"
Hakkai merely gave a humble smile and rubbed the back of his head. "Well, I think it's just pure luck." Another smile.
"Luck?" Goku wondered. If only he had such luck, but what did Hakkai- sensei meant by luck. As Goku finally got the rusty gears in his mind turning, he didn't realize that he was being watch by a pair of eyes.
After breakfast, everyone had their own plans. Goku was going to take Houmei out to tour Changan (though he himself hasn't been there for twelve years). Simon volunteered to give them a tour around. Hakkai-sensei said he needed to check on his clinic but before leaving he told Goku, "Goku, in private you can call me plain ol Hakkai. I don't mind. Hakkai-sensei is a mouth full isn't it?" Goku agreed gleefully. His father said he had some business to attend to and wouldn't be back until evening while Sanzo.
"Oi Sanzo! Are you going anywhere?" Goku asked out of plain politeness.
"Huh, baka. I'm your bodyguard. Where else do you think I would go?"
"Hm." Goku looked thoughtful for a moment. "I know! Some deep underground operating center where you can blast a spy camera thingy that would watch on me for the entire day?"
Goku saw a twitch at Sanzo's forehead and decided to make a run.
Bang, bang!
"Shinei!!! And it's Sanzo-san to you!"
Hanei's Scribble: What's with the ballet? Nothing, just felt like putting that in.
Japanese translation:
Shinei----- supposedly DIE! But I have no idea whether I spelt it correctly. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------
Okay, not much action in this chapter. Mostly talk and introduction to character. I'll try to spice it up. R&R!
Disclaimer: Character's from saiyuki are merely being borrowed by this lowly fanfic author. Kazuya Minekura-sama, thank you for creating Gensomaden Saiyuki (worship)
The Only One Chapter Three By Hanei Tamashii
"Body guard?" Goku was surprised at the thought.
"But tou-san! I don't need a bodyguard!"
Goku had never considered the fact that he needed a bodyguard. He did after all take some martial arts lessons and excelled in them as a matter of fact. Well, his father didn't know that since he took it secretly behind his back. At that time, Goku didn't want his otou-san calling him over the phone and giving him the hour long nag about how his academics sucked yadda, yadda, yadda and how martial art lessons would take up his time yadda,yadda, yadda.
"Now Goku, before you start saying you took martial arts behind my back." Goku jaws fell. Tokei smiled widely at his son. "I know everything musuko. Well as I was saying, before you tell me that let me tell you that Genjo Sanzo-san here is a professional. He knows what he is doing and," Tokei looked at his son squarely in the eye. "I don't want you to be harmed in any way.I know you are capable of caring for yourself and that girlfriend of yours, but I want to ensure you are in good hands, understand?"
Goku eyes fell to his hands on his lap. He didn't want to understand but he did. His father just wanted to make sure he was safe. As the clock ticked away, Goku realized how quiet his bodyguard was. Maybe he could use that to his advantage. Maybe he wouldn't realize that the man was even there. Finally, he met his father's eyes.
"Otou-san, though I don't quite like the idea of being watch and tailed at my every move. I. for your sake. I'll listen to you," Goku complied.
Tokei placed his hand on his son's shoulder. "Arigatou musuko. Now, you take a good rest and I'll tell you everything in the morning. It's already nine you know."
"Aa, tou-san. Where's Houmei?"
Tokei chuckled. "Oh, now you remember her? Don't worry, she's safe and sound and she's just a floor down."
After wishing his father goodnight, he lay quietly in his bed. The room was dark but there was a soft glow by the large window. Before he could register what it was, the smell of burnt tobacco wafted to his nostrils.
*Cough, cough*
Goku sat upright again.
"Anou Sanzo-san. Do you mind putting out your cigaratte. There's a patient here you know!" Goku grumbled somewhat annoyed by the man's aloof manner.
He waited awhile but there was no answer.
Goku could feel irritation crawling up his spine. "Sanzo-san?"
Finally, Goku heard a short, simple and clear reply. "Where?"
"Nani?!"
"Urusai!" and as if it was an afterthought "and rest." Then there was the soft click of the door.
Goku lowered himself onto the soft pillow. His thoughts were in a mess. The whole day was like a dream to him. As he stared into nothingness, he decided to take a reality check.
"Itai!" Ouch, his cheeks did hurt and he was surely awake. Rubbing his cheeks, Goku tuned to his side. 'First the ero-kappa, now mister urusai- body guard' Goku couldn't help but sympathize at his fate.
"What next?" Finally, sleep claimed him and as he dozed off, the man at the door slowly traced his fingers across the intricate designs.
"Son Goku."
The next morning.
"NANI?! BALLET LESSONS??" Goku stood abruptly from his seat at the dining table. The family; Goku, his father and Houmei, were sitting at the table having their breakfast when Son Tokei said he had something to tell his son.
Tokei looked at his son as though there was something wrong with the idea. "And why not?"
"But, but, I'm a guy for goodness sake! Guys don't go for ballet lessons!" Goku stated. Sanzo was merely standing against the wall, his hands crossed across his chest as he tried to block out all the yelling.
"Hahaha, calm down musuko. I was merely teasing you. Actually, since you are unoccupied this holiday, I was wondering if you wanted to take up some music classes. Hm, like learn to play the piano for instance?"
"Otou-san! Please don't ever come up with such jokes. I don't think I can take it," said Goku as he sat back down and continued to eat his breakfast.
Houmei chuckled at the antics of both father and son. Now she knows where Goku gets all his childishness from. She was delighted that Goku was already feeling well after the frightening attack yesterday. He was being his usual cheerful self, shoving down whatever his hands could get hold of down his throat. Houmei had already thanked Goku for protecting her as soon as she got up and helped him out of bed.
"Houmei-san?"
She turned to Goku's father. Though already at the age of fifty one, he still had that energetic air about him. Houmei could already figure out why, and he had light brown hair instead of the dark chocolate of Goku's.
"The cake you brought was delicious! Never tried anything better!" complimented Tokei.
"Arigatou ojii-san."
Son Tokei turned his attention back to his son. "Now Goku, I have already found the perfect teacher for you. It's a wonder that he even has the time to spend on you."
Goku eyes became thin slits. "What's that suppose to mean?"
"Please come in Cho-sensei."
The doors to the dining hall opened and in stepped.the doctor??? Goku was dumbfounded. The sensei from yesterday was now his music teacher?
"Ohayou minna-san! Watashi wa Cho Hakkai!" The young man was very lively with the same smile he had yesterday. He walked past Sanzo and gave him a polite bow. Sanzo merely nodded in acknowledgement.
Goku pushed aside all thoughts and excitedly greeted his new teacher. "Ohayou Cho-sensei! I'm Son Goku!"
"Yes, Goku-sama. We have already met ne?" The warmness in his voice made Goku like the man immediately.
"Just call me Goku sensei." Hakkai gave him one of his infamous smiles.
"Okay, now that everybody knows one another, lets get breakfast done," Tokei announced. "Cho-sensei, please join us."
"Hai. Sumimasen, but may I add that there is nothing wrong with the male population going for ballet, in fact.."
The group chatted animatedly, with Goku's loud "Sugoi ne!" as Hakkai told them of some of his accomplishments.
"You mean you're only twenty two?! I can't believe it. How in the world did you become a doctor and get a masters in music in such a short time?"
Hakkai merely gave a humble smile and rubbed the back of his head. "Well, I think it's just pure luck." Another smile.
"Luck?" Goku wondered. If only he had such luck, but what did Hakkai- sensei meant by luck. As Goku finally got the rusty gears in his mind turning, he didn't realize that he was being watch by a pair of eyes.
After breakfast, everyone had their own plans. Goku was going to take Houmei out to tour Changan (though he himself hasn't been there for twelve years). Simon volunteered to give them a tour around. Hakkai-sensei said he needed to check on his clinic but before leaving he told Goku, "Goku, in private you can call me plain ol Hakkai. I don't mind. Hakkai-sensei is a mouth full isn't it?" Goku agreed gleefully. His father said he had some business to attend to and wouldn't be back until evening while Sanzo.
"Oi Sanzo! Are you going anywhere?" Goku asked out of plain politeness.
"Huh, baka. I'm your bodyguard. Where else do you think I would go?"
"Hm." Goku looked thoughtful for a moment. "I know! Some deep underground operating center where you can blast a spy camera thingy that would watch on me for the entire day?"
Goku saw a twitch at Sanzo's forehead and decided to make a run.
Bang, bang!
"Shinei!!! And it's Sanzo-san to you!"
Hanei's Scribble: What's with the ballet? Nothing, just felt like putting that in.
Japanese translation:
Shinei----- supposedly DIE! But I have no idea whether I spelt it correctly. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------
Okay, not much action in this chapter. Mostly talk and introduction to character. I'll try to spice it up. R&R!