[A/N] Holy crap! I haven't uploaded a single thing since May! Please forgive me! *grumbles, saying "…damn school…"* Anyway I hope this will make up for my tardiness. I hope you'll like it. (^-^)]

And for the record, I DO NOT OWN SAIYUKI!

Tears Of The Sun

by: Crimson Devil

Chapter 7: The Disappearance

Inside a candle lit chamber, Homura was honing his sword, grinning maliciously at it all the while. He was about to carry out his well formulated plan to take on his revenge on Heaven. After sharpening his weapon, he carefully took out a vial which contained a red blood-like fluid. The heretic removed the cork and poured the substance over the sword.

"With this potion, nothing will be able to stand in my way. I'll kill all those who ruined my life. Not even the strongest toushin taishi can stop me.

Once the last drop of fluid had dried up, he stood up and sheathed his sword, keeping it out of sight and walked out of the room.

/-I will take down everyone who mistreated me, rejected me and taken the only person who saw me as something more than a heretic. I swear…-/

Whilst walking along the various pathways of the south wing, Homura was pondering over his plan when one of his fellow toushin taishi from his sector came up to him, not knowing his scheme.

"Oh, Homura-san! Good timing. Li Touten-sama wants us to gather at his quarters for a tactical meeting. Please follow me."

He complied quietly and followed the other toushin taishi to Li Touten's chamber. The room was occupied by other fighting gods. Fighting gods that despised what happened between him and Rinrei since they were of pure celestial blood. They despised Homura.

"Here he comes…"

"The low life heretic…"

"Tch', why does he have to be in our meetings?"

Li Touten stood up, seeing that all were accounted for.

"Alright then. Now that everyone's here—"

"Matte."

He was cut short by Homura who had his head bowed down solemnly. He wanted to get it over with quickly.

"Ah, yes. What is it, Homura?"

"I just wanted all of you to know that this will be our final meeting."

"What do you mean by that?"

"This is my time…to kill."

"What—"

Homura finally raised his head, showing the evil glint in his eyes, saying: "Sayonara."

Without warning, gold and sapphire flashed at every thrust of the sword. His flaming blade slit, slashed stabbed and gashed numerous bodies. At every thrust, blood spewed around the room and even on his face. Several decapitated corpses collapsed and lay in dark puddles od blood. Claret stains nearly painted the once turquoise walls. Feeling amused by the sight, Homura started kicking the bodies like loose dirt on the sidewalk.

/-I've never felt this way before. I feel like a new man…but there's still one more thing amiss. One person left.-/

Homura stood up and purposely stepped on the bodies of those who he had slaughtered, walking out the door. He sheathed back his sword and wiped his face with the back of his hand since they still dripped of blood. He calmly plodded his way to the north wing where the throne room was located. He smirked as he remembered the countenances of his unsuspecting victims.

/-They deserved that. They deserved to feel the pain I went through.-/

Upon reaching the large mahogany doorway, Homura unsheathed his blazing weapon to prepare for his next kill. When the guards saw this, they too readied their weaponry.

"Hey! What are you—AGH!"

"What the—UGH!"

He killed the guards as if it was just as simple as swatting a fly. There was definitely no turning back now. He had to finish what he had started. He pushed the doors open and held his dripping sword in his hand.

Tentei rose from his chair in surprise, seeing his nephew with a weapon in hand. The latter just smirked and shook his head from side to side.

"You know, since you are my uncle, I maybe should spare your life…" he said, closing his eyes in thought. "But you took Rinrei away from me. And that's just unforgivable…even for you."

"Matte—"

"Hmph'. Sayonara, oji-san."

With further admonition, Homura swiftly thrust his sword through Tentei's stomach. He thrust the sword so deep that the point of the blade went through his back.

"Ho-mu-ra…"

Tentei's body finally fell to Homura's feet, creating a dark pool of blood. His intestines were partly out and his eyes were wide open with fear. He just stood there, staring maliciously at the lifeless body. You'd think that, by now, he'd be satisfied with what he had already accomplished. But no; he had already set his mind on one more target. He wasn't contented. Something inside him still wanted something else. He wanted Goku.

-@-@-@-@-@-@-@-

"*sigh* I'm bored! Konzen's not here yet and he told me to just wait for him…but I don't want to be alone again. *groan* KONZEEEEN…"

Poor Goku cuddled Konzen's pillow tighter with his little arms, wishing that his master would come through the door and give him a warm hug. He closed his eyes and remembered how it felt being held close in his arms. The youth's golden eyes flooded with little tears while he began to miss his owner. A few minutes passed as he paced anxiously around the room with his impatient dotted eyes and pink cheeks, when the door suddenly opened.

"Konze—oh! Hi, Homura-onichan!"

Homura entered the room, smiled a friendly smile and gave Goku a pat on the head. He knelt down to look into the younger one's eyes.

"Why don't we visit Nataku today? I heard that you two were friends. He has been visiting him much."

Goku's face suddenly lit up with his childish enthusiasm. He placed the pillow back on the bed and took out a sheet of paper and pen.

"Yay! I'll get to visit Nataku! I'll just leave a note to Konzen so he wouldn't worry."

The young heretic scribbled words onto the paper, signed it and set it on the bed with a paper weight. He smiled and ran towards the older man at the door with his cheerful, innocent face.

"Ikimasho!"

Goku held Homura's hand and started to lead him out the door. He took the bait. Homura held back his evil smirk so as not to make the young one with him suspicious. Now that he completed phase three of his plan, he had to initiate the forth.

"Over here. Let's take a shortcut to Nataku's room." Homura tells Goku while he pointed to another hallway.

"Really? I always thought that there was only one way to go to Nataku's place. Okay, if you say so!" Goku chirped back happily.

The raven haired man led Goku through various passages for five minutes until they finally reached a dark oak door which was unfamiliar to the young heretic.

"Are you sure this is the way to Nataku's room?" Goku asked, looking quizzically at Homura, not knowing his true intentions. "I never saw this door before."

The raven man looked at the child in the eyes and lied, saying: "There's another door behind this which leads to Nataku's room."

With that, he opened the large oak door and ushered Goku to enter first. The room was lit bu numerous candelabras in the corners of the chamber. The room looked more like a dungeon than anything than a room.

As Goku entered the said room, he suddenly felt a bad feeling telling him to turn back and leave. As he turned around, his met gold and sapphire ones. The owner smiled maliciously and in a low voice he said that struck fear into Goku's heart…

"…You're mine…Son Goku…"

[A/N] I know, I know it's short. School work just keeps interfering with my fic. *sigh* Well, I hope you liked this chapter as much as previous ones. I'll get working on the next chapter. I SWEAR BY MY HONOR AS AN AUTHOR! *salutes to the fanfiction.net flag* Please review! I'll be looking forward to reading them. (^-^)