Ano *blushes in embarassment*, it seems that I did a teeny weeny mistake in
the naming. I actually wanted to spell 'Kemuri' instead of 'Kemori'.
Anyway, I'll correct all that in a jiffy as well as some minor errors that
I seemed to have done in my rush.
Saa, now on with Chapter Six.
And to all that has reviewed, Honto ni arigatou! This next chapter is dedicated to you guys.
Thanks to pesky little Star-chan who has managed to annoy the living hell out of me with her reviews. I can't believe she could accidentally use MY account and review MY story. Now I look like some desperate ficcy writer who wants reviews (not that I ain't desperate ^_^ )
The Only One
Chapter Six
by Hanei Tamashii
She watched him. Watch him stared at the boy. An evil grinned adorned her lips. Scrap the assassination plot, she had a better plan. She knew it was one her best ever yet. The large screen before her flickered and another picture took over the scene at the restaurant. You will pay...you will pay so dearly..Tokei. "Hhahahahahaha...." The sinister laughter could be heard throughout the corporation.
Kemuri pulled out a ten-inch gun and attached a silencer to the nozzle. He then loaded the gun and looked up. His target was in the restaurant enjoying what Kemuri would say, his last meal. Glancing at the mirror to ensure everything was in place, he left the car. The large trench coat provided cover for the gun as he entered the restaurant.
Sanzo surveyed the restaurant again. Nothing looked out of the ordinary until he heard the jingle of the bells from the restaurant's doorway. A man dressed in gray entered the restaurant. Sanzo noted that the man had declined the attendant's advances to remove his trench coat. His hands felt for the palm-sized revolver within his coat. His eyes followed the stranger, who headed for a dark secluded corner of the restaurant.
"Hahaha..Goku-chan, that's was the silliest thing I had ever heard!"
Sanzo turned his attention to the boy. No, he wouldn't alert him. He hoped he could settle the whole thing silently. He got up from his seat.
"..Sanzo?" Golden brown eyes looked up questioningly at Sanzo.
"Urusai, I've got something to do." And he slowly walked up to the stranger.
Shooing the pesky waiter away, Kemuri buried his face behind the foot-long menu. He eyed the boy. Good, nobody had noticed him. He reached inside for his gun. He felt a little sorry for the boy...he wouldn't know what hit him. No matter, he had to get the job done. He was about to pull out the gun when...
"Ken-san! There you are!"
Kemuri looked up in surprise at a familiar face.
"Hora?"
The blonde with blue eyes took a seat in the booth.
"I've been searching for you everywhere! Mary is looking for you, you know!"
Kemuri scrunched his eyebrows. "Nani?!"
"I know you love that god-forsaken trench coat but do you have to wear it in here?" The blonde slid a note to the confused man.
"Okaa-san has a new message. Read it as soon as I leave. I have to go and pick the kids now. Ja!"
Kemuri unfolded the paper. His eyes scanned the note.
'OPERATION CANCELLED'
"Ceh." Kemuri burned the note and left.
Sanzo watched the exchange. He was three steps away when the blonde rushed into the restaurant. He had taken a step back and sat at the nearest empty table. He overheard their conversation and smelled the burning of the paper. Sanzo kept an eye on the man as he trudged out of the restaurant. 'What was that all about?' Sanzo couldn't help but feel a little bothered by the incident. But he didn't have time to dwell on it as Goku and Houmei came up to him.
The boy, unaware of the danger that he might have faced gave Sanzo his typical genki smile. "Let's go home!"
The red button that had been blinking remained unnoticed even as the blinking stopped.
Goku lay in the comforts of his bed. It was nightfall and he was back in the mansion. Sanzo had abruptly excused himself saying he had important matters to see to and had instructed another man to take his place. Goku had managed to spend some quality time with his father before retiring for sleep. His father was rather happy yet disturbed by the fact that the outing had turned out well. All thoughts filled his mind as Goku purposely tried to evade the single most recent memories of the morning. The particular one with a man by the name of Genjo Sanzo in it. But no matter how hard he tried, every single thought of his seemed to lead back to the man.
'Why did it happen?' No answer there.
'Why did his heart seem to pick up in speed when he spoke to Sanzo? Was it because of the man's physical appearance that stole his interest? Or was it because all of a sudden, the man he had over the week pretended not to notice finally showed him a little care?' He didn't have to pay any attention to Goku's childish outburst, but he did. Goku even had a nagging feeling that it might have been Sanzo that had asked permission from his father to leave the house.
'Naze?'
Goku sighed. He wasn't getting any answer like this.
~GROWL~
'Haraheta!' All that thinking drained him of his energy. He got off the bed and pulled on his robe. Quietly, he walked to the door. As he looked from side to side, he noted that the new guy wasn't doing a very good job by the sound of his snores.
'Hm, all the better!' Goku then made his way to the kitchen. Jun-baa san always made sure that there was food for the young master.
As Goku was headed to the kitchen, an argument was taking place in one of the rooms of the mansion.
Kemuri grabbed Koori by the collar. "How could you not notice the signal?! We're on a task every bloody second of our lives! You could have ruined everything!"
"Hn, the operation was cancelled was it not?"
"Teme!!!"
Finally the third figure cleared his throat. "Ano, Kemuri. I think it would be best if we hold our tempers. Koori is right. The operation was indeed cancelled. The master gave her orders a few minutes after her stepson issued it."
"Ceh! Even so! Ice man over here didn't even realize we were on the operation!"
"I did." Koori gave a quiet reply.
"....and?! What would you have done? Plan C? We didn't have a Plan C!" Kemuri spat. His anger was on the rise again.
"Kemuri-san..." warning was evident in Midori's voice.
Koori straightened his shirt. "All I have to say is blonde and blue doesn't go with you Midori."
Midori got off the bed. He placed one hand thoughtfully on his chin. "Sou kah? Ano, I felt the same too! But there was only the blonde wig left and..."
+Twitch+
"Can we get back to business?!" Kemuri snapped.
"Ahahaha... sou da ne."
Kemuri lit a cigarette. "I'll forget about this little crap. But.. why was the operation cancelled?"
Nobody had the answer. Midori then spoke up, "All I know that the entire mission is still on. However the master has given strict orders not to harm the boy just as yet. Seems she has a little something on her mind."
"Hn, I thought you would obviously object to it. You always were worried the longer we're around, the highest chances of exposure."
Kemuri kept quiet, looking deep in thought.
Midori answered Koori, "Hai, but the corporation will be taking over the responsibility of keeping our covers on. Meanwhile, we are to stick to our roles and play our parts right. Minor attacks shall occur just to let them know it isn't over yet."
"So discussion over then?" Kemuri straightened his lanky form and headed for the door. "I don't like this, we never stayed longer than two weeks on a mission. Staying here too long might get us... attached," and he left.
The room was silent again. Koori gave a silent "Hn," and was about to take his leave when Midori stopped him.
"Koori, matte. About what Kemuri said earlier, he is right you know. You were slacking on the job. Doushite?"
"None of your business," came the sharp reply.
"Gomen ne, but if you don't get your act right, you might just have to face temporary suspension from the mission. Then, maybe you could do the little investigation you wanted to do on your past ne? You did say that...."
"Iie. That won't be necessary."
'Whoa..I'm in heaven!' Goku chuckled to himself. The cupboards were filled with various snacks and rows of expensive looking chocolates filled the refrigerator. Taking as much food as he could with him, Goku then snatched a few cans of coke and headed to the living room. He passed by several guards which, who gave the young master a smile, knowing of his daily nocturnal activity.
He opened the door and all the food in his arms nearly fell on the floor. There on the couch, lay a very, very drunk and asleep looking Sanzo. Goku thought sarcastically to himself, 'Just my luck.' He wanted to leave but he realized his room was situated at the far opposite wing of the kitchen. No, he wasn't going to let Sanzo delay his snack time just because of the mere presence of him.
Straightening up, he marched to the leather couch and dumped everything that he held onto the circular glass table. The room was dark, so he got up to turned the lights on. Just as his fingers were about to reach the switch a sudden dim light stopped him. The small table lamp was turned on.
"What are you doing here saru?"
Goku slowly turned. Sanzo was awake now. He didn't look like he was drunk, but the dozens of can scattered about made Goku think otherwise. His mouth went dry.
"Ano, ano.. this is my house so I can be anywhere I like can't I?" Goku congratulated himself. 'Well said!'
Sanzo rose. Goku couldn't help but study him. He wasn't dressed in his usual black getup. Instead, we wore a deep blue shirt that hung loosely on his body, complemented by...well his usual black slacks. Maybe it was because of the alcohol, or because it was the lateness of the night. Whatever it was, Goku could see Sanzo wasn't acting himself, he was upset over something. Usually, Goku wouldn't be able to tell what the bodyguard was feeling, with his cold mask and all. But tonight... He couldn't help but feel a tad excited seeing the bodyguard.
Gathering his nerves, Goku asked him, "Daijoubu?"
He was answered with a glare.
"I'm leaving."
"Matte!"
Sanzo stopped in his tracks.
"Ano... you don't have to leave because of me. I was just getting some snacks. Um, you could join me if you like."
The throbbing headache made Sanzo consider the boy's invitation. The thought of getting lost in the mansion in the dead of the night didn't sound very inviting to him. He could hardly manage his way around in the morning and now, in this drunken state...
The boy rambled on nervously but Sanzo couldn't make out his words. He ignored the boy and landed heavily on the couch. 'Damn this bloody headache!' He couldn't think straight. He was pondering on his past when the boy entered. The events of the day were taking a toll on his sanity. He wanted to leave the place but somehow... something or more accurately someone made him stay root here. The boy.. The haunting feeling as though he knew the boy rushed back to him again. He was going in circles. His past, did the boy had something to do with it? He was after all in Changan when it happened if he remembered correctly. He was only twelve at that time, the memories of his childhood seemed so distant now.
"..and Houmei...."
Sanzo suddenly felt a streak of anger when Goku mentioned the girl's name. He had been deep in thought and wasn't paying attention to the boy. But when he heard the name "Houmei", an alien feeling invaded his chest. He didn't know what made him do it, blame it on the alcohol, but before the boy could mention "Houmei" for the second time, Sanzo pulled himself towards the boy.
Goku was a bundle of wrecking nerves. Being so close to him after the morning incident made him feel..funny. All the unanswered questions earlier, all the thoughts of the man flew out of his head at the close proximity. He knew he was rambling, but he couldn't help it. He hoped the older man wasn't listening to him. Matte, then why was he rambling in the first place? He should have kept his mouth shut, downed all the food and left. Yet, unconsciously, he wanted to stay with the troubled man's side. He wanted to know him, but he was afraid to ask. So he did what he did best. Act genki.
He didn't see it coming, relaying his conversation with Houmei this morning to the bodyguard. He was running out of words to say. But as he was about to say, "Houmei was going to the shrine again tomorrow," Sanzo was suddenly next to him.
"Urusai," The bodyguard mumbled and before Goku could come out with a counter remark, Sanzo's lips were on his.
To be continued....
Hanei's scribble:
Hey people, I spent the day writing 'O tanjobi desu Sanzo!' yesterday so please check that out and leave me some nice comments plz.
Since I spent the day writing 'O tanjobi desu Sanzo!' yesterday, I used most of my brain power on that fic so I took a break from 'The Only One' yesterday. But I'm back on track now ne?
Ooh...everybody's secret dream has finally came true ne???
I know the fic is a teeny bit confusing, I'm a little confused myself @_@ But you'll understand it all when the time comes.
Ano minna, dun ask me why the fic is so weird, coz the author doesn't make sense as well I suppose -_-;
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Mwahahaha! The evil cliffhanger Hanei strikes again! Kekekeke.... Arigatou minna who has reviewed all my works. Thank you for your support! Hope to see more reviews to fuel this half-awake fanfic writer.
Saa, now on with Chapter Six.
And to all that has reviewed, Honto ni arigatou! This next chapter is dedicated to you guys.
Thanks to pesky little Star-chan who has managed to annoy the living hell out of me with her reviews. I can't believe she could accidentally use MY account and review MY story. Now I look like some desperate ficcy writer who wants reviews (not that I ain't desperate ^_^ )
The Only One
Chapter Six
by Hanei Tamashii
She watched him. Watch him stared at the boy. An evil grinned adorned her lips. Scrap the assassination plot, she had a better plan. She knew it was one her best ever yet. The large screen before her flickered and another picture took over the scene at the restaurant. You will pay...you will pay so dearly..Tokei. "Hhahahahahaha...." The sinister laughter could be heard throughout the corporation.
Kemuri pulled out a ten-inch gun and attached a silencer to the nozzle. He then loaded the gun and looked up. His target was in the restaurant enjoying what Kemuri would say, his last meal. Glancing at the mirror to ensure everything was in place, he left the car. The large trench coat provided cover for the gun as he entered the restaurant.
Sanzo surveyed the restaurant again. Nothing looked out of the ordinary until he heard the jingle of the bells from the restaurant's doorway. A man dressed in gray entered the restaurant. Sanzo noted that the man had declined the attendant's advances to remove his trench coat. His hands felt for the palm-sized revolver within his coat. His eyes followed the stranger, who headed for a dark secluded corner of the restaurant.
"Hahaha..Goku-chan, that's was the silliest thing I had ever heard!"
Sanzo turned his attention to the boy. No, he wouldn't alert him. He hoped he could settle the whole thing silently. He got up from his seat.
"..Sanzo?" Golden brown eyes looked up questioningly at Sanzo.
"Urusai, I've got something to do." And he slowly walked up to the stranger.
Shooing the pesky waiter away, Kemuri buried his face behind the foot-long menu. He eyed the boy. Good, nobody had noticed him. He reached inside for his gun. He felt a little sorry for the boy...he wouldn't know what hit him. No matter, he had to get the job done. He was about to pull out the gun when...
"Ken-san! There you are!"
Kemuri looked up in surprise at a familiar face.
"Hora?"
The blonde with blue eyes took a seat in the booth.
"I've been searching for you everywhere! Mary is looking for you, you know!"
Kemuri scrunched his eyebrows. "Nani?!"
"I know you love that god-forsaken trench coat but do you have to wear it in here?" The blonde slid a note to the confused man.
"Okaa-san has a new message. Read it as soon as I leave. I have to go and pick the kids now. Ja!"
Kemuri unfolded the paper. His eyes scanned the note.
'OPERATION CANCELLED'
"Ceh." Kemuri burned the note and left.
Sanzo watched the exchange. He was three steps away when the blonde rushed into the restaurant. He had taken a step back and sat at the nearest empty table. He overheard their conversation and smelled the burning of the paper. Sanzo kept an eye on the man as he trudged out of the restaurant. 'What was that all about?' Sanzo couldn't help but feel a little bothered by the incident. But he didn't have time to dwell on it as Goku and Houmei came up to him.
The boy, unaware of the danger that he might have faced gave Sanzo his typical genki smile. "Let's go home!"
The red button that had been blinking remained unnoticed even as the blinking stopped.
Goku lay in the comforts of his bed. It was nightfall and he was back in the mansion. Sanzo had abruptly excused himself saying he had important matters to see to and had instructed another man to take his place. Goku had managed to spend some quality time with his father before retiring for sleep. His father was rather happy yet disturbed by the fact that the outing had turned out well. All thoughts filled his mind as Goku purposely tried to evade the single most recent memories of the morning. The particular one with a man by the name of Genjo Sanzo in it. But no matter how hard he tried, every single thought of his seemed to lead back to the man.
'Why did it happen?' No answer there.
'Why did his heart seem to pick up in speed when he spoke to Sanzo? Was it because of the man's physical appearance that stole his interest? Or was it because all of a sudden, the man he had over the week pretended not to notice finally showed him a little care?' He didn't have to pay any attention to Goku's childish outburst, but he did. Goku even had a nagging feeling that it might have been Sanzo that had asked permission from his father to leave the house.
'Naze?'
Goku sighed. He wasn't getting any answer like this.
~GROWL~
'Haraheta!' All that thinking drained him of his energy. He got off the bed and pulled on his robe. Quietly, he walked to the door. As he looked from side to side, he noted that the new guy wasn't doing a very good job by the sound of his snores.
'Hm, all the better!' Goku then made his way to the kitchen. Jun-baa san always made sure that there was food for the young master.
As Goku was headed to the kitchen, an argument was taking place in one of the rooms of the mansion.
Kemuri grabbed Koori by the collar. "How could you not notice the signal?! We're on a task every bloody second of our lives! You could have ruined everything!"
"Hn, the operation was cancelled was it not?"
"Teme!!!"
Finally the third figure cleared his throat. "Ano, Kemuri. I think it would be best if we hold our tempers. Koori is right. The operation was indeed cancelled. The master gave her orders a few minutes after her stepson issued it."
"Ceh! Even so! Ice man over here didn't even realize we were on the operation!"
"I did." Koori gave a quiet reply.
"....and?! What would you have done? Plan C? We didn't have a Plan C!" Kemuri spat. His anger was on the rise again.
"Kemuri-san..." warning was evident in Midori's voice.
Koori straightened his shirt. "All I have to say is blonde and blue doesn't go with you Midori."
Midori got off the bed. He placed one hand thoughtfully on his chin. "Sou kah? Ano, I felt the same too! But there was only the blonde wig left and..."
+Twitch+
"Can we get back to business?!" Kemuri snapped.
"Ahahaha... sou da ne."
Kemuri lit a cigarette. "I'll forget about this little crap. But.. why was the operation cancelled?"
Nobody had the answer. Midori then spoke up, "All I know that the entire mission is still on. However the master has given strict orders not to harm the boy just as yet. Seems she has a little something on her mind."
"Hn, I thought you would obviously object to it. You always were worried the longer we're around, the highest chances of exposure."
Kemuri kept quiet, looking deep in thought.
Midori answered Koori, "Hai, but the corporation will be taking over the responsibility of keeping our covers on. Meanwhile, we are to stick to our roles and play our parts right. Minor attacks shall occur just to let them know it isn't over yet."
"So discussion over then?" Kemuri straightened his lanky form and headed for the door. "I don't like this, we never stayed longer than two weeks on a mission. Staying here too long might get us... attached," and he left.
The room was silent again. Koori gave a silent "Hn," and was about to take his leave when Midori stopped him.
"Koori, matte. About what Kemuri said earlier, he is right you know. You were slacking on the job. Doushite?"
"None of your business," came the sharp reply.
"Gomen ne, but if you don't get your act right, you might just have to face temporary suspension from the mission. Then, maybe you could do the little investigation you wanted to do on your past ne? You did say that...."
"Iie. That won't be necessary."
'Whoa..I'm in heaven!' Goku chuckled to himself. The cupboards were filled with various snacks and rows of expensive looking chocolates filled the refrigerator. Taking as much food as he could with him, Goku then snatched a few cans of coke and headed to the living room. He passed by several guards which, who gave the young master a smile, knowing of his daily nocturnal activity.
He opened the door and all the food in his arms nearly fell on the floor. There on the couch, lay a very, very drunk and asleep looking Sanzo. Goku thought sarcastically to himself, 'Just my luck.' He wanted to leave but he realized his room was situated at the far opposite wing of the kitchen. No, he wasn't going to let Sanzo delay his snack time just because of the mere presence of him.
Straightening up, he marched to the leather couch and dumped everything that he held onto the circular glass table. The room was dark, so he got up to turned the lights on. Just as his fingers were about to reach the switch a sudden dim light stopped him. The small table lamp was turned on.
"What are you doing here saru?"
Goku slowly turned. Sanzo was awake now. He didn't look like he was drunk, but the dozens of can scattered about made Goku think otherwise. His mouth went dry.
"Ano, ano.. this is my house so I can be anywhere I like can't I?" Goku congratulated himself. 'Well said!'
Sanzo rose. Goku couldn't help but study him. He wasn't dressed in his usual black getup. Instead, we wore a deep blue shirt that hung loosely on his body, complemented by...well his usual black slacks. Maybe it was because of the alcohol, or because it was the lateness of the night. Whatever it was, Goku could see Sanzo wasn't acting himself, he was upset over something. Usually, Goku wouldn't be able to tell what the bodyguard was feeling, with his cold mask and all. But tonight... He couldn't help but feel a tad excited seeing the bodyguard.
Gathering his nerves, Goku asked him, "Daijoubu?"
He was answered with a glare.
"I'm leaving."
"Matte!"
Sanzo stopped in his tracks.
"Ano... you don't have to leave because of me. I was just getting some snacks. Um, you could join me if you like."
The throbbing headache made Sanzo consider the boy's invitation. The thought of getting lost in the mansion in the dead of the night didn't sound very inviting to him. He could hardly manage his way around in the morning and now, in this drunken state...
The boy rambled on nervously but Sanzo couldn't make out his words. He ignored the boy and landed heavily on the couch. 'Damn this bloody headache!' He couldn't think straight. He was pondering on his past when the boy entered. The events of the day were taking a toll on his sanity. He wanted to leave the place but somehow... something or more accurately someone made him stay root here. The boy.. The haunting feeling as though he knew the boy rushed back to him again. He was going in circles. His past, did the boy had something to do with it? He was after all in Changan when it happened if he remembered correctly. He was only twelve at that time, the memories of his childhood seemed so distant now.
"..and Houmei...."
Sanzo suddenly felt a streak of anger when Goku mentioned the girl's name. He had been deep in thought and wasn't paying attention to the boy. But when he heard the name "Houmei", an alien feeling invaded his chest. He didn't know what made him do it, blame it on the alcohol, but before the boy could mention "Houmei" for the second time, Sanzo pulled himself towards the boy.
Goku was a bundle of wrecking nerves. Being so close to him after the morning incident made him feel..funny. All the unanswered questions earlier, all the thoughts of the man flew out of his head at the close proximity. He knew he was rambling, but he couldn't help it. He hoped the older man wasn't listening to him. Matte, then why was he rambling in the first place? He should have kept his mouth shut, downed all the food and left. Yet, unconsciously, he wanted to stay with the troubled man's side. He wanted to know him, but he was afraid to ask. So he did what he did best. Act genki.
He didn't see it coming, relaying his conversation with Houmei this morning to the bodyguard. He was running out of words to say. But as he was about to say, "Houmei was going to the shrine again tomorrow," Sanzo was suddenly next to him.
"Urusai," The bodyguard mumbled and before Goku could come out with a counter remark, Sanzo's lips were on his.
To be continued....
Hanei's scribble:
Hey people, I spent the day writing 'O tanjobi desu Sanzo!' yesterday so please check that out and leave me some nice comments plz.
Since I spent the day writing 'O tanjobi desu Sanzo!' yesterday, I used most of my brain power on that fic so I took a break from 'The Only One' yesterday. But I'm back on track now ne?
Ooh...everybody's secret dream has finally came true ne???
I know the fic is a teeny bit confusing, I'm a little confused myself @_@ But you'll understand it all when the time comes.
Ano minna, dun ask me why the fic is so weird, coz the author doesn't make sense as well I suppose -_-;
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Mwahahaha! The evil cliffhanger Hanei strikes again! Kekekeke.... Arigatou minna who has reviewed all my works. Thank you for your support! Hope to see more reviews to fuel this half-awake fanfic writer.