Argh! (tears hair out) I'm finally being infected with what most writers
fear the most...WRITER'S BLOCK! My mind is in a jumbled mess. ;_; Hate it
when it happens. Nevertheless, Hanei will gambatte!!!! Yosh!!!
Due to my temporary writer's block, this chappie has been delayed slightly, gomen! Well it's not only the block, I seem to be losing a little inspiration here. -_-;
Ahahaha... hm, this murder flick seems to be lacking in action ne? Ahahaha... that will be soon be remedied. (sobs,sobs..it's the scene that I have been avoiding for soooooo loooong~)
Many thanks to those who have reviewed!!! I hope the reviews keep coming, arigatou!
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 Nine
by Hanei Tamashii
Somewhere outside the Son's mansion....
Kemuri slouched lazily on a pillar waiting for the genius of the group to arrive. He was in the middle of courting a cute little maid when he had received the urgent call. He let out a puff of smoke. Before he could whipped out his handphone to make a quick call, a black car stopped beside the pavement.
"Ceh..finally." Kemuri sauntered to the front passenger door and entered.
Midori seemed rather solemn at the moment. Kemuri decided it was best not to aggravate the man and kept quiet. There was a quick rustling sound and a small white package was shoved to his hand.
"New orders. We are to follow the master's newly written script. A flurry of paper landed on Kemuri's lap.
"What is all this?" Kemuri eyes scanned the ugly scrawl, digesting the latest operation. The car was silent, with the occasional flipping of pages.
Finally Kemuri threw the script book aside. "Does Koori knows?"
"Only what he needs to."
"Sou kah?" Kemuri nodded. "Ja. I'm off then."
Sad eyes tailed Kemuri's disappearing form.
"We'll get out of this mess soon. As soon as it's completed... matte minna."
'Iie... it can't be. How could she? We could have worked it out! Naze?!' Goku ran blindly through the gardens. He didn't care about the tears sliding down his cheeks, he didn't give a damn at the worried faces of the servants he flew past by. His heart ached...being abandoned hurt so much. All he could think of was her smiles, the way her eyes lit up whenever he ate every bit of food she made for him, her laughter, the kisses they shared...her tears.
'Goku-chan, I'll be leaving tomorrow.....'
"Iie! Get out of my head!"
CRASH! A tangle of limbs came crashing onto the hard ground.
"Oi! Bakasaru! Have you no eyes? Oi!"
Goku hastily got up and mumbled sorry. He wasn't in the mood to fight with the noisy red head kappa. He was about to run off when a hand shot out and grabbed his shoulder.
"Chotto. Daijoubu bakasaru?"
So, the kappa had seen his tears. He clumsily wiped away the tears staining in face.
"Betsuni... Let me go!" Goku struggled with the older man, trying to loosen the tight hold.
POW! (Gojyo gave him a punch on the head)
"Itai! What did you do that for?!" Goku snarled angrily at the smirking man. Gojyo released his hold but wrapped an arm around Goku's shoulder instead.
"How about a little drink to chill out ne? Maybe we could get a little pretty onna as a bonus as well."
".... " Goku pondered on the idea. He didn't want to sulk all alone in his room like a little crybaby. He didn't want to bump into his ex- bodyguard either. There was just to many unanswered questions there. "Ikku!"
"I knew you would see it my way," Gojyo gloated.
Before they left, Goku gave a call to his father who grudgingly agreed. Son Tokei could tell by the sound of his son's voice that there was something wrong with the boy. Knowing that the temporary chauffeur who was also a hired bodyguard was accompanying Goku, he allowed his son to go for a night out.
The Blue, an exclusive club situated in the middle of the city was made to cater the rich and the famous. Nevertheless, every night it was filled to the brim with people of all ages and sizes. Colorful lights, flashing periodically in every direction lighted the dark room, with music blasting loudly at the background. The dance floor was overflowing with people, dancing to the music. At the counter, a boy sat beside a redhead who was surveying the women, matte, I meant the area. Goku downed his fifth glass of beer.
"Lucky me... who would have thought I would be able to come down here. Always been my dream to have a drink at the Blue." He thought a swig of his drink. He looked at the supposedly wall he had been talking to for the past few minutes.
"Oi saru! Lighten up will you."
"Have you ever been dumped?" That question caught the redhead's interest. He gave a few clicks of his tongue before he answered the boy. "So, it's a girl problem ne?"
Though he felt a little lightheaded, Goku was still aware of his surroundings. He didn't look at the redhead beside him, instead he trained his eyes on the large jug of beer in front of him.
"Hai..."
"Don't worry saru. You'll be upset a little now, but someday, you'll meet another perfect little onna who might be the right one for you. Cheer up! We came here to enjoy ourselves, so enjoy!"
Goku slowly perked up. "You think so?"
The redhead gave a pearly white smile. "I know so! Hey saru! Don't turn around, but there's a pretty onna approaching us. Don't spoil it!"
Goku finally manage to smile genuinely for the day. "You don't spoil it ero-kappa!"
"Why you!"
*Cough*
Goku and Gojyo who were at the verge of attacking each other, paused midway.
*Giggles*
A beauty with wavy black hair was smiling at the two. "Ano, I couldn't help notice you guys were lonely. Don't mind if I join in."
Gojyo, at the blinked of an eye, was back to his flirtatious suave self. He gave the pretty lady a sly grin. "Why of course little lady. Take a sit here," he patted on his lap, giving the girl a wink.
"Ero-kappa.." Goku mumbled, rolling his eyes. The girl seemed entralled by Gojyo's entertaining teasing and that left Goku with nothing much to do really. He ignored the giggling duo and swung his seat around. His eyes lazily looked at the dance floor. Yes.. the kappa was right. Goku was amazed by the kappa's sudden words of advice but somehow, Gojyo's advice managed to sooth his aching heart a little. He knew he couldn't blame everything on her. Ever since he returned to Changan, weird things have been happening. Things that have led to the broadening gap in their relationship. He wished they had never sat foot here, maybe then they would still be together, the perfect little couple. And if he didn't return, he would never have met a purple-eyed beauty, never have betrayed Houmei, never have kissed the man.... never have known it was possible to be attracted to a man. Houmei seemed to disappear further, and further away from his thoughts as a certain blonde filled it.
Goku knew he couldn't lie to himself any longer. If Houmei hadn't broke up with him, he knew it was impossible for them to be happy anyway. He knew because he finally realized why he was angry, even hurt by the breakup. Realization dawned him the moment Gojyo had said he would find himself the "perfect little onna". He couldn't... not after that night, four days ago. The truth was he didn't want to admit that he was different from other boys, different from the society... different because he was attracted to Sanzo. No... it couldn't possibly be love. Like Hakkai said, follow your heart. His heart at the moment, though bitter at the breakup, was telling him it was lust. He hardly knew the man. Hence Goku concluded that he and Houmei wouldn't last, knowing all the while they were together he was thinking of another man. It was new to him, being physically attracted to a man. Maybe he would remain a bachelor for the rest of his life. Goku didn't think Sanzo would possibly want a naïve child like him. He was immature, noisy, troublesome, useless...... and hopelessly in want of the man.
He was drawn out of his thoughts when he thought he saw two familiar faces in the crowd.
"Masaka....it can't be" Goku curtly left his seat and dived into the sea of people. As he disappeared into the crowd, he didn't see.... wouldn't have seen, a hand slowly slid up the jug of beer and dropped a blue capsule into the drink. A frizzling sound followed, and the capsule melted into nothingness.
To be continued....
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Hanei's scribble:
I think this would have to be the most slowest and boring chapters I have ever written. Heck, I dunno wat's wrong with me. So, in order to wash away all this boredom, I decided to end the chapter here (sorry if its short) and I'm gonna march to the bathroom and take a bath, get refreshed and work on Chapter Ten.
Due to my temporary writer's block, this chappie has been delayed slightly, gomen! Well it's not only the block, I seem to be losing a little inspiration here. -_-;
Ahahaha... hm, this murder flick seems to be lacking in action ne? Ahahaha... that will be soon be remedied. (sobs,sobs..it's the scene that I have been avoiding for soooooo loooong~)
Many thanks to those who have reviewed!!! I hope the reviews keep coming, arigatou!
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 Nine
by Hanei Tamashii
Somewhere outside the Son's mansion....
Kemuri slouched lazily on a pillar waiting for the genius of the group to arrive. He was in the middle of courting a cute little maid when he had received the urgent call. He let out a puff of smoke. Before he could whipped out his handphone to make a quick call, a black car stopped beside the pavement.
"Ceh..finally." Kemuri sauntered to the front passenger door and entered.
Midori seemed rather solemn at the moment. Kemuri decided it was best not to aggravate the man and kept quiet. There was a quick rustling sound and a small white package was shoved to his hand.
"New orders. We are to follow the master's newly written script. A flurry of paper landed on Kemuri's lap.
"What is all this?" Kemuri eyes scanned the ugly scrawl, digesting the latest operation. The car was silent, with the occasional flipping of pages.
Finally Kemuri threw the script book aside. "Does Koori knows?"
"Only what he needs to."
"Sou kah?" Kemuri nodded. "Ja. I'm off then."
Sad eyes tailed Kemuri's disappearing form.
"We'll get out of this mess soon. As soon as it's completed... matte minna."
'Iie... it can't be. How could she? We could have worked it out! Naze?!' Goku ran blindly through the gardens. He didn't care about the tears sliding down his cheeks, he didn't give a damn at the worried faces of the servants he flew past by. His heart ached...being abandoned hurt so much. All he could think of was her smiles, the way her eyes lit up whenever he ate every bit of food she made for him, her laughter, the kisses they shared...her tears.
'Goku-chan, I'll be leaving tomorrow.....'
"Iie! Get out of my head!"
CRASH! A tangle of limbs came crashing onto the hard ground.
"Oi! Bakasaru! Have you no eyes? Oi!"
Goku hastily got up and mumbled sorry. He wasn't in the mood to fight with the noisy red head kappa. He was about to run off when a hand shot out and grabbed his shoulder.
"Chotto. Daijoubu bakasaru?"
So, the kappa had seen his tears. He clumsily wiped away the tears staining in face.
"Betsuni... Let me go!" Goku struggled with the older man, trying to loosen the tight hold.
POW! (Gojyo gave him a punch on the head)
"Itai! What did you do that for?!" Goku snarled angrily at the smirking man. Gojyo released his hold but wrapped an arm around Goku's shoulder instead.
"How about a little drink to chill out ne? Maybe we could get a little pretty onna as a bonus as well."
".... " Goku pondered on the idea. He didn't want to sulk all alone in his room like a little crybaby. He didn't want to bump into his ex- bodyguard either. There was just to many unanswered questions there. "Ikku!"
"I knew you would see it my way," Gojyo gloated.
Before they left, Goku gave a call to his father who grudgingly agreed. Son Tokei could tell by the sound of his son's voice that there was something wrong with the boy. Knowing that the temporary chauffeur who was also a hired bodyguard was accompanying Goku, he allowed his son to go for a night out.
The Blue, an exclusive club situated in the middle of the city was made to cater the rich and the famous. Nevertheless, every night it was filled to the brim with people of all ages and sizes. Colorful lights, flashing periodically in every direction lighted the dark room, with music blasting loudly at the background. The dance floor was overflowing with people, dancing to the music. At the counter, a boy sat beside a redhead who was surveying the women, matte, I meant the area. Goku downed his fifth glass of beer.
"Lucky me... who would have thought I would be able to come down here. Always been my dream to have a drink at the Blue." He thought a swig of his drink. He looked at the supposedly wall he had been talking to for the past few minutes.
"Oi saru! Lighten up will you."
"Have you ever been dumped?" That question caught the redhead's interest. He gave a few clicks of his tongue before he answered the boy. "So, it's a girl problem ne?"
Though he felt a little lightheaded, Goku was still aware of his surroundings. He didn't look at the redhead beside him, instead he trained his eyes on the large jug of beer in front of him.
"Hai..."
"Don't worry saru. You'll be upset a little now, but someday, you'll meet another perfect little onna who might be the right one for you. Cheer up! We came here to enjoy ourselves, so enjoy!"
Goku slowly perked up. "You think so?"
The redhead gave a pearly white smile. "I know so! Hey saru! Don't turn around, but there's a pretty onna approaching us. Don't spoil it!"
Goku finally manage to smile genuinely for the day. "You don't spoil it ero-kappa!"
"Why you!"
*Cough*
Goku and Gojyo who were at the verge of attacking each other, paused midway.
*Giggles*
A beauty with wavy black hair was smiling at the two. "Ano, I couldn't help notice you guys were lonely. Don't mind if I join in."
Gojyo, at the blinked of an eye, was back to his flirtatious suave self. He gave the pretty lady a sly grin. "Why of course little lady. Take a sit here," he patted on his lap, giving the girl a wink.
"Ero-kappa.." Goku mumbled, rolling his eyes. The girl seemed entralled by Gojyo's entertaining teasing and that left Goku with nothing much to do really. He ignored the giggling duo and swung his seat around. His eyes lazily looked at the dance floor. Yes.. the kappa was right. Goku was amazed by the kappa's sudden words of advice but somehow, Gojyo's advice managed to sooth his aching heart a little. He knew he couldn't blame everything on her. Ever since he returned to Changan, weird things have been happening. Things that have led to the broadening gap in their relationship. He wished they had never sat foot here, maybe then they would still be together, the perfect little couple. And if he didn't return, he would never have met a purple-eyed beauty, never have betrayed Houmei, never have kissed the man.... never have known it was possible to be attracted to a man. Houmei seemed to disappear further, and further away from his thoughts as a certain blonde filled it.
Goku knew he couldn't lie to himself any longer. If Houmei hadn't broke up with him, he knew it was impossible for them to be happy anyway. He knew because he finally realized why he was angry, even hurt by the breakup. Realization dawned him the moment Gojyo had said he would find himself the "perfect little onna". He couldn't... not after that night, four days ago. The truth was he didn't want to admit that he was different from other boys, different from the society... different because he was attracted to Sanzo. No... it couldn't possibly be love. Like Hakkai said, follow your heart. His heart at the moment, though bitter at the breakup, was telling him it was lust. He hardly knew the man. Hence Goku concluded that he and Houmei wouldn't last, knowing all the while they were together he was thinking of another man. It was new to him, being physically attracted to a man. Maybe he would remain a bachelor for the rest of his life. Goku didn't think Sanzo would possibly want a naïve child like him. He was immature, noisy, troublesome, useless...... and hopelessly in want of the man.
He was drawn out of his thoughts when he thought he saw two familiar faces in the crowd.
"Masaka....it can't be" Goku curtly left his seat and dived into the sea of people. As he disappeared into the crowd, he didn't see.... wouldn't have seen, a hand slowly slid up the jug of beer and dropped a blue capsule into the drink. A frizzling sound followed, and the capsule melted into nothingness.
To be continued....
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Hanei's scribble:
I think this would have to be the most slowest and boring chapters I have ever written. Heck, I dunno wat's wrong with me. So, in order to wash away all this boredom, I decided to end the chapter here (sorry if its short) and I'm gonna march to the bathroom and take a bath, get refreshed and work on Chapter Ten.