Konnichiwa minna-san! Well, I have decided, a yaoi this fic shall be! Gomen
to all those readers who had hoped otherwise. I already thought of the
story and decided to go as planned. I don't wanna go through another
brainstorm to think of another storyline. Call me a lazy bum but my brain
juice is running dry.
Hanei's Reply:
To Laila-san : Hm, I think it would start off more mystery than romance but romance is bound to set in
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 Four
by Hanei Tamashii
"Ano, Goku-chan. Are you sure you're all right? You don't look too well." Houmei looked at Goku concernedly. They were just about to leave the Son mansion when Houmei noticed that the still injured Goku was looking a little pale.
"Daijoubu, Houmei. Just a little out of breath." Goku assured her.
"Do you want me to get Cho-sensei before he leaves?"
"Iie. There's no need to."
"Demo."
"Houmei! I promised I would take you around! After all I did invite you to stay with me for the holidays to take you around ne?" Goku managed to give her a smile but in truth, he was indeed feeling a little queasy.
Houmei bit her lower lip, still unsure whether or not they should be going out.
Goku patted her shoulders. "You wait here kay? I'll get Simon-jii san!" And with that, Goku jogged down the corridor to the servant quarters. Sanzo, who caught up with them after having a short discussion with the other security personnel silently followed the boy.
He took a right, then a left, then another left and then lost sight of the boy.
"Damn!" Sanzo looked around. 'This is mansion is too big for their own good' he cursed. He was about to try the stairs when he heard a soft thud coming from the corridor on his right.
"Baka!" Sanzo hurriedly took a right and immediately spotted a crumpled, bandaged figure on the carpeted floor.
Goku tried to open his eyes, but it felt so heavy. He saw a dark figure approaching him as he lay helplessly on the floor. He gave a weak smile, already knowing whom it was. As he felt himself being picked up, Goku mumbled, "Gomen nasai."
Sanzo lifted the boy awkwardly from the floor. He looked at the boy who was already out cold.
"Ceh."
Sanzo looked around knowing he was already lost in this maze-like mansion. Luckily, there was a maid in one of the dozens of guestrooms. She was busy making the bed when Sanzo asked her for directions.
Sanzo felt like rolling his eyes at the love-struck maid. "Ooh, you must be Goku-sama's bodyguard ne?" The maid asked flirtatiously. She then giggled like a high school girl high on sugar.
"How did you end up here? This is the West Wing. Goku-sama's room is at the North Wing."
"Arigatou," Sanzo coldly dismissed the girl's attention.
As Sanzo left, the girl could only let out a lovesick sigh.
"Aaah, what a bishounen!" She was still thinking of him as she continued cleaning the room. She walked pass the window when something caught her eye.
"Nani?" Slowly, she slid the sliding door aside and walked out the small balcony that each room had.
"Anou? Is anyone there?" She looked down, surveying the garden below. A dark figure slowly approached her, one step at a time.
"Hm." She turned around and froze.
That night.
A man quietly walked down the empty corridor of the Son mansion. He stopped in front a door and knocked on the door. Glancing around, he then slipped inside. Before he could say a word he felt something cold and hard pressing at the back of his head.
"Koori, it's me!" he whispered.
"Hn. I don't recall saying you could come in." Koori pulled the gun away.
"Hehe.sou ne?" Midori calmly chuckled.
Walking to the window, Koori promptly sat on the windowsill.
"What now?" he muttered.
Midori took a seat by the fireplace. "There has been an unauthorized attack."
Koori lit his cigaratte and gave out a puff of smoke. "So?"
Midori sweat-dropped. "Well, the attack could lead to our exposure. I heard you were near the place of attack."
Koori gave no sign what so ever of his interest to the issue.
Midori continued, "A confrontation could have taken place. The person involved has already been killed. Kemori took care of it. Seems like it was Homura's cronies. Wanted to take credit in finishing the job."
"Sou kah? Then we should lay low these few days?"
"Hai."
"Time of attack?"
"Unconfirmed."
Koori nodded his head and looked out the window. Midori got up and went to the door.
"I'll keep you and Kemori updated. Meanwhile, watch the boy. Master gave strict orders not to harm him just yet." With that, Midori left.
Two days later.
"Mou.not again?" Goku groaned and slowly opened his eyes, adjusting to the bright light.
"Goku-chan?" a soft voice whispered from his side. Goku turned to see Houmei.
"Houmei! Ouch, my head hurts. What happened?
She smiled at him comfortingly. "Now Goku-chan, just lie back and rest. You've been out for two days already."
Goku was shocked. "Nani?! Two days?"
"Cho-sensei just checked on you and gave you a jab. He says there was a slight infection with one of your wounds. How did that happen ne?" Houmei's face was inches away from Goku's.
Goku gave a nervous smile. "Aa.that would be my fault I guess."
Houmei gave a disapproving look. "Your father visited you in morning. It's noon now, and I'll be your personal nurse for the time being." Houmei got up and left the room and was back in a few minutes with trays of food.
"Meshi?"
"ITADAKIMASU!"
Goku was up and about a few days later. The police who had been swarming the place for the past few days had finally left the mansion. Goku heard from Houmei that the servant that had been attacked was warded in the Intensive Care Unit at the hospital. The doctors didn't know what was wrong with her. She seemed to be frozen in time, her eyes wide with terror, mouth agape. The atmosphere in the mansion was tense and you could feel the fear practically emanating from the occupants of the mansion. Everyone was contemplating who would be next. To Goku, it was all the more depressing, he was finally well enough to go out when his otou-san prohibited him to do so.
"Musuko, it's not safe out there."
Goku sighed. 'It wasn't safe back home either ne?' Goku thought to himself. So here he was, sitting in the living room waiting for Hakkai for his first piano lesson, pacing back and forth waiting for the bespectacled man. Goku felt trapped, trapped in his own home. Everywhere he went there was always someone eyeing him. Lately, that someone was a particular man by the name of Genjo Sanzo. He seemed like an apparition, a ghostly presence that haunted Goku wherever he went. In bed, Sanzo was out the door, in the corridors there was always another set of footsteps following him and now at the living room, there he was, lounging at the couch reading the papers like he owned the place.
Goku decided he couldn't take it any longer.
"Ne, Sanzo?"
The grandfather clock ticked away.
"Sanzo?"
"." Nothing.
"SANZO!!!!"
"Urusai! Kono bakasaru!" Sanzo yelled and the papers in his hand promptly flew from his hands and landed smack in the middle on Goku's head.
"Itai yo!"
"Humph!"
Goku lowered his eyes as he rubbed his throbbing head. "I just wanted to know if Hakkai-sensei was coming already. He is my distraction for the day."
Sanzo just stared at the boy.
"Mou, tarimasu. I can't take this anymore." Goku's eyes watered. "I thought, all this was nothing. The threats, the danger.all of that would go away and then. I can finally live in peace with otou-san. I never asked for much. Just lots of food (-_-;), freedom, a life. But now, everybody is so cold, so distant. All afraid the other would stab their back. Well I can't take this anymore!!!" Goku yelled and walked to the door.
He turned the doorknob, when he suddenly felt a pressure on his shoulders. He angrily wiped his tears aside with his sleeves and took a deep breath.
"Freshen up. I'll look for Hakkai-san," Sanzo quietly ordered and left the room.
To be continued.
Hanei's scribble:
Woo. what's with the sudden outburst? I have no idea. I think it's really me who wants to do the bursting. My holiday is soooooo..boring and brain juices are drying up (
Japanese translation:
Tarimasu --- enough
Meshi --- food
Hanei's Reply:
To Laila-san : Hm, I think it would start off more mystery than romance but romance is bound to set in
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 Four
by Hanei Tamashii
"Ano, Goku-chan. Are you sure you're all right? You don't look too well." Houmei looked at Goku concernedly. They were just about to leave the Son mansion when Houmei noticed that the still injured Goku was looking a little pale.
"Daijoubu, Houmei. Just a little out of breath." Goku assured her.
"Do you want me to get Cho-sensei before he leaves?"
"Iie. There's no need to."
"Demo."
"Houmei! I promised I would take you around! After all I did invite you to stay with me for the holidays to take you around ne?" Goku managed to give her a smile but in truth, he was indeed feeling a little queasy.
Houmei bit her lower lip, still unsure whether or not they should be going out.
Goku patted her shoulders. "You wait here kay? I'll get Simon-jii san!" And with that, Goku jogged down the corridor to the servant quarters. Sanzo, who caught up with them after having a short discussion with the other security personnel silently followed the boy.
He took a right, then a left, then another left and then lost sight of the boy.
"Damn!" Sanzo looked around. 'This is mansion is too big for their own good' he cursed. He was about to try the stairs when he heard a soft thud coming from the corridor on his right.
"Baka!" Sanzo hurriedly took a right and immediately spotted a crumpled, bandaged figure on the carpeted floor.
Goku tried to open his eyes, but it felt so heavy. He saw a dark figure approaching him as he lay helplessly on the floor. He gave a weak smile, already knowing whom it was. As he felt himself being picked up, Goku mumbled, "Gomen nasai."
Sanzo lifted the boy awkwardly from the floor. He looked at the boy who was already out cold.
"Ceh."
Sanzo looked around knowing he was already lost in this maze-like mansion. Luckily, there was a maid in one of the dozens of guestrooms. She was busy making the bed when Sanzo asked her for directions.
Sanzo felt like rolling his eyes at the love-struck maid. "Ooh, you must be Goku-sama's bodyguard ne?" The maid asked flirtatiously. She then giggled like a high school girl high on sugar.
"How did you end up here? This is the West Wing. Goku-sama's room is at the North Wing."
"Arigatou," Sanzo coldly dismissed the girl's attention.
As Sanzo left, the girl could only let out a lovesick sigh.
"Aaah, what a bishounen!" She was still thinking of him as she continued cleaning the room. She walked pass the window when something caught her eye.
"Nani?" Slowly, she slid the sliding door aside and walked out the small balcony that each room had.
"Anou? Is anyone there?" She looked down, surveying the garden below. A dark figure slowly approached her, one step at a time.
"Hm." She turned around and froze.
That night.
A man quietly walked down the empty corridor of the Son mansion. He stopped in front a door and knocked on the door. Glancing around, he then slipped inside. Before he could say a word he felt something cold and hard pressing at the back of his head.
"Koori, it's me!" he whispered.
"Hn. I don't recall saying you could come in." Koori pulled the gun away.
"Hehe.sou ne?" Midori calmly chuckled.
Walking to the window, Koori promptly sat on the windowsill.
"What now?" he muttered.
Midori took a seat by the fireplace. "There has been an unauthorized attack."
Koori lit his cigaratte and gave out a puff of smoke. "So?"
Midori sweat-dropped. "Well, the attack could lead to our exposure. I heard you were near the place of attack."
Koori gave no sign what so ever of his interest to the issue.
Midori continued, "A confrontation could have taken place. The person involved has already been killed. Kemori took care of it. Seems like it was Homura's cronies. Wanted to take credit in finishing the job."
"Sou kah? Then we should lay low these few days?"
"Hai."
"Time of attack?"
"Unconfirmed."
Koori nodded his head and looked out the window. Midori got up and went to the door.
"I'll keep you and Kemori updated. Meanwhile, watch the boy. Master gave strict orders not to harm him just yet." With that, Midori left.
Two days later.
"Mou.not again?" Goku groaned and slowly opened his eyes, adjusting to the bright light.
"Goku-chan?" a soft voice whispered from his side. Goku turned to see Houmei.
"Houmei! Ouch, my head hurts. What happened?
She smiled at him comfortingly. "Now Goku-chan, just lie back and rest. You've been out for two days already."
Goku was shocked. "Nani?! Two days?"
"Cho-sensei just checked on you and gave you a jab. He says there was a slight infection with one of your wounds. How did that happen ne?" Houmei's face was inches away from Goku's.
Goku gave a nervous smile. "Aa.that would be my fault I guess."
Houmei gave a disapproving look. "Your father visited you in morning. It's noon now, and I'll be your personal nurse for the time being." Houmei got up and left the room and was back in a few minutes with trays of food.
"Meshi?"
"ITADAKIMASU!"
Goku was up and about a few days later. The police who had been swarming the place for the past few days had finally left the mansion. Goku heard from Houmei that the servant that had been attacked was warded in the Intensive Care Unit at the hospital. The doctors didn't know what was wrong with her. She seemed to be frozen in time, her eyes wide with terror, mouth agape. The atmosphere in the mansion was tense and you could feel the fear practically emanating from the occupants of the mansion. Everyone was contemplating who would be next. To Goku, it was all the more depressing, he was finally well enough to go out when his otou-san prohibited him to do so.
"Musuko, it's not safe out there."
Goku sighed. 'It wasn't safe back home either ne?' Goku thought to himself. So here he was, sitting in the living room waiting for Hakkai for his first piano lesson, pacing back and forth waiting for the bespectacled man. Goku felt trapped, trapped in his own home. Everywhere he went there was always someone eyeing him. Lately, that someone was a particular man by the name of Genjo Sanzo. He seemed like an apparition, a ghostly presence that haunted Goku wherever he went. In bed, Sanzo was out the door, in the corridors there was always another set of footsteps following him and now at the living room, there he was, lounging at the couch reading the papers like he owned the place.
Goku decided he couldn't take it any longer.
"Ne, Sanzo?"
The grandfather clock ticked away.
"Sanzo?"
"." Nothing.
"SANZO!!!!"
"Urusai! Kono bakasaru!" Sanzo yelled and the papers in his hand promptly flew from his hands and landed smack in the middle on Goku's head.
"Itai yo!"
"Humph!"
Goku lowered his eyes as he rubbed his throbbing head. "I just wanted to know if Hakkai-sensei was coming already. He is my distraction for the day."
Sanzo just stared at the boy.
"Mou, tarimasu. I can't take this anymore." Goku's eyes watered. "I thought, all this was nothing. The threats, the danger.all of that would go away and then. I can finally live in peace with otou-san. I never asked for much. Just lots of food (-_-;), freedom, a life. But now, everybody is so cold, so distant. All afraid the other would stab their back. Well I can't take this anymore!!!" Goku yelled and walked to the door.
He turned the doorknob, when he suddenly felt a pressure on his shoulders. He angrily wiped his tears aside with his sleeves and took a deep breath.
"Freshen up. I'll look for Hakkai-san," Sanzo quietly ordered and left the room.
To be continued.
Hanei's scribble:
Woo. what's with the sudden outburst? I have no idea. I think it's really me who wants to do the bursting. My holiday is soooooo..boring and brain juices are drying up (
Japanese translation:
Tarimasu --- enough
Meshi --- food