Author's Note: I did absolutely nothing this week! I practically lazed off. The only thing I should count as productive is writing this fanfic.
Elriel---Thank you and yes, it is getting quite angsty isn't it?
Akiko Koishii---Let's just hope he doesn't take out his harisen...or his gun...
Koryu-Sanzo---O-O AHHHH! NOT AGAIN! sticks your brain back together with super glue o-O;;;
Wasabii---I will, and thank you for reviewing =]
Echiko---I shall not abandon this fanfic unless I get hospitalized, killed, or lose my mind. Wait...I'm already insane. o-o
Ethereal-tenshi---eep, I'm sorry it was short. :x I'm trying to make the chapters longer, gradually.
ChibiHarisen---Yes, Hakkai is leaving, sadly, and of course I shall continue.
Chapter 6: Departure
-[Sanzo POV]-
We left rather early to go visit my parents. Goku was more tired than nervous and slept the whole way in the car which saved me a headache. It was a long and quiet drive but I was feeling slightly nervous. It wasn't the fact that I was afraid of being homosexual. It was more like the matters over being my parent's first son.
Being the first born son always meant to 'make a good example' and all that bullshit. Being a son meant that you were supposed to pass on the family name. I managed to shake the thoughts out a little but they came back the moment I pulled into the driveway of my house. I gave a bit of a sigh and then turned toward Goku.
"Hey, we're here. Wake up already." Goku continued to snore in his seat. Damn monkey...I smacked him upside the head which woke him up with a start.
"What was that for?" he asked incredulously while he glared at me, clutching his head.
"Shut up and get out of the car," I growled, stepping outside and slamming the car door shut. We headed over to the door and I hesitated slightly before knocking. The door flew open just seconds later.
"Sanzo, honey, is that you?" asked my mother with a voice coated with sugary sweetness. She moved forward to hug me and a stiffened, somewhat embarrassed. Goku snickered quietly at me and I shot him a death glare. "Oh, so who's your friend, hon?" I stepped a bit away from her.
"Mom, this is my BOYfriend, Goku," I said with a nearly mocking smile as I draped an arm around Goku's shoulders. I watched as a small bit of astonishment washed over my mother's face.
"Sanzo, excuse me for a moment," she said, going inside and closing the door. Goku withdrew away from me almost immediately.
"SANZO! Why'd you do that?!" he yelled. I looked at him with a straightforward face.
"You expected me to let it down slow or something? You know I hate talking around things," I said in a deadpan tone. Although I wouldn't admit it, my stomach was full of butterflies. I wasn't sure how my mom would take it, or my dad. A moment later, my dad opened the door.
"Sanzo, come on in." he said in a calm yet slightly happy voice. I felt Goku gripping the sleeve of my shirt and I led him in. The damn monkey was gawking at my house nearly the moment we entered. I rolled my eyes before we took off our shoes and headed into the living room. I could hear my mother busying herself in the kitchen, trying hard to seem occupied so that she had a reason to ignore our presence.
"So where's my little brother?" I asked. By now, I'd thought the little monster would've at least TRIED to piss me off somehow.
"Oh, you know. It's summer time so he's sleeping in." replied my dad.
"Tch."
"Your house is really big, Genjyo-san," said Goku, still looking around.
"Would you like me to show you around? I don't think that lunch will be ready soon," said my dad as he got up from the table. Goku nodded and followed after him. I got up as well, glancing at my mom before leaving. I walked with the two, not really paying attention to anything my dad was saying. Just wandering through the hallways and remembering childhood memories.
"Onii-san!" That was all I heard before something tackled me onto the ground.
"Get the hell off of me before I kill you!" I growled, trying to push my attacker off of me. He was a boy about the age of 15 whose hair was as gold as mine. His eyes were a dark brown color and his face had a more boyish feature to it. My idiot brother, Daisuke.
"Aw, you're so mean to your little brother," I heard him say tauntingly. I was so going to murder that bastard. Not to mention that it was nearly 11:00 and he was still in his pajamas. I shoved him off of me and smoothed out my shirt before I heard Goku giggling and my dad laughing as well.
"Hey, bro. Who's the kid?"
"I'm not a kid! I'm 18!!!" I heard Goku shout back. "My name's Goku."
"What is he, your boyfriend?" I heard my brother snicker.
"Damn straight he is," I said before grabbing Goku by the collar and dragging him off before any other petty arguments could start. We passed some more time by finishing the tour and then eating lunch, Goku impressing my parents a lot by the amount of food he packed down.
"Sanzo, can I talk to you for a moment? Outside?" I heard my mom ask. I set my chopsticks aside and Goku shot me a somewhat worried glance. I then got up and went outside with my mother. "Sanzo, I'm sorry for the way I acted earlier. I just wasn't sure of how to handle this...problem."
"Are you saying that being homosexual is a problem?" I asked flatly.
"It's not natural! You'll both end up hurting yourselves. Your father doesn't seem to mind this and maybe I shouldn't either, but I want to protect you, you know? I'm wondering if I'm just faltering with my job as your mother or not..."
"You're a great mom. I know that it's a lot for you to handle, but the truth is, we're happy with each other. I think that should be reason enough for us to be together. If you never take a risk, you'll never be happy. Right now, I'm willing to take that risk." A long silence passed between us.
"...I understand. Instead of worrying about you two, I'll just hope. Hope for your happiness." After that, we went home and I felt somewhat satisfied that my mom had become supportive of our relationship.
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-[Gojyo POV]-
"You're really leaving tomorrow, huh?" I asked. It was already night and I was sitting on the couch, just staring into the darkness as Hakkai moved his suitcases to the doorway.
"...Yes."
"I'm going to miss you," I said somewhat softly. I heard him walk over to me and he kissed my cheek lightly.
"Me, too. I'll miss you, a lot." I pulled him into my lap and kissed him deeply before holding him close and whispering a song into his ear.
"[1] Some say that I'm professional 'cause I know how to handle mine. Be still, be cool, and wait awhile, and I'll show you what some say is right. Now, don't get the wrong impression I don't do this all of the time, But when I see you, all I wanna do is make you call my name by the candlelight." I could almost feel the warmth of his smile.
"Gojyo..." I slid my hand over his chest and began to unbutton the dress shirt he was wearing.
"You don't have to say anything," I replied before kissing him again and laying him on the couch.
-A=I=A-
-[Hakkai POV]-
We took a taxi to the airport the next morning and I knew Gojyo wanted to leave me at the departure gate, but I didn't allow him to follow me. It would've been too hard for the both of us. Giving him a last goodbye kiss, I got out of the taxi with my luggage and went ahead to board my plane to New York.
-]V=M=V[-
[1] Don't Stop the Love by 98 degrees. o-o; yeah...
Author's Note: There, I finally put a whole lot of sap in it. This whole thing was slightly uncomfortable to write because my mom was glaring at me for typing it up at 1:00 in the morning. X-X I'm also sorry about skipping a possible lemon, but no smutty goodness for you. Yet.