Chapter 5: Past and Future
Standard Disclaimer Applies
Some 939 fan is REALLY going to murder me for this chapter.
Because while I really do like Sanzo/Goku as much as the next person, I just had to write this chapter like this. For plot purposes, of course, it is. Have to balance out that fluffiness/cuddling/sleeping together part from last chapter with the angst. Really, it's all part of my plan for this story. They'll both come to terms with each other in the end. REALLY!
And a lot of my last reviewers said they liked my 39-ness... -Sweat drop and looks around nervously- That's pretty good considering I don't even usually write 39 all that much, (from my story page, you can probably tell my unofficial OTP is 58), but I still like them a lot. Interestingly plausible, I think. Lots of good chances for angst, sap, and religious issues all in one fic. And believe me, I have MANY ideas for fics on those two alone. As with 58. But if I start those stories—well, let's put it this way; this story will have much less updates than it usually does.
Well, since I know this is probably the shortest update that might ever happen from me, here's the not-so-great Chapter 5. Hope everyone enjoys, and please review to let me know what you think. I'll answer everyone's comments and questions, I promise!
The capricious winds which hold no purity
That of which binds the both of us shall represent our Fate
Destiny is no match for spiritual entities;
What is it those unfeeling eyes ask of me?
"What are you writing now, Yui?"
Surprised, the dark-haired male nearly dropped his pen in surprise, leaving a blot of in where a said writing utensil had almost fallen. "Ah...Kanzeon-sama. It's been a while, hasn't it? What brings you to this humble division in the Shinjuku Prefecture?"
His superior returned the polite smile intended for her—or the person who seemed to be a, 'her,' for despite a voluptuous figure, 'she,' had a fairly deep, drawling voice. "What do you think? I came to check up on how your agents are doing. Someone through the grapevine mentioned your veteran subordinates have taken on a very difficult mission."
"Yes. Sanzou and Hakkai, despite their past history of being two of my best agents in the division, seem to be having a bit of trouble with this one." Yui sighed, pushing back his chair gently from its positioned place right beside the desk. "I believe it has something to do with their current acquaintances...Sha Gojyo and Son Goku, I believe their names are. You know of them, I'm sure."
"One's a Halfling and the other's a Tenshi, although they both hide it pretty well, from what I heard." Kanzeon's wide hips leaned against the hard table, picking at the dirt beneath her nails. "Redheads with red eyes make it far too obvious, though...they could at least dye their hair or somethin' to make it less apparent. Someone who hates half-breeds are gonna kill them for some revenge-driven plot, knowing their luck." She yawned boredly, brushing back long locks of blue-black hair. "And the brat's acts like a child, so no one's gonna think anything of him, I bet."
Yui smiled rather thoughtfully, placing tapered fingers beneath his chin. "I haven't met them, I'm afraid. So I cannot say I know what you're talking about...Hakkai-kun speaks of the Halfling quite cheerfully. Yaone tells me he's acting happier than he has been in years. As for Sanzou-kun, Hakkai-kun tells me he's becoming a bit more reclusive around everyone, though he talks much more than he usually ever does with Goku..."
Kanzeon gave a soft snigger, supporting herself even further against the grain of the wood. "So the kids are realizing it, too. They were meant to meet again, after all."
Rising from his chair, Yui's brisk footsteps made way for the exit. "I don't believe I understand what you mean, Kanzeon-sama...but, I trust your judgment on these particular manners. Should we let them coincide for a bit longer, then?"
She might have been about to reply, but an incessant banging on the locked door prevented such happening.
"Kanzeon Bosatsu-sama! Open the door this INSTANT! The limousine is outside waiting for you, and you said the visit would only be a minute!! Hurry outside, before we're late to the meeting downtown!!"
"Oops." The falsely apologetic look on Kanzeon's face almost made the man burst out into laughter, and a mischievous grin that shortly followed only furthered Yui's amusement. "Guess I'd better go, before that fusspot Jiroshin bursts a blood vessel. I'm sure we wouldn't want your assistant Youji cleaning up a mess like that off the carpets, right?"
Yui allowed a small chuckle for the latter of this remark. "Yes, I suppose you're right."
"Anyway, let the kids do whatever they want, and whatever your instinct tells you to do, go ahead and do it. You've got my consent. Take care of yourself, Yui."
Almost in an aggrandizing way, she pressed a rough kiss to her lover's lips before darting out the door, the irksome reply to Jiroshin's scolding fading with her into the corridor. And for a moment, Yui just stood there, shaking his head almost in a patronizing manner, wondering how his superior had gotten the better of him once again.
"Thank you very much for your patronage!"
Though it was probably their third dinner at Jouryoku Kafe that week, Goku and Gojyo hardly took notice of it. Three more weeks of acquaintance with both their smiling waiter and their temperamental manager came and went—it had officially been a month since the rather unorthodox companions met the brotherly pair. Slowly but surely, the four were becoming unexplainably closer—and even Sanzou was beginning to lighten up around Gojyo and Goku. Perhaps it was because of their conflicting, distinctive personalities; and if it was that, then finding a way to thank whatever entity blessed them all with these traits might be a rather complicated task.
Whatever the case, things were certainly better now; and it seemed that for better or for worse, everything had turned out for the better.
"Hakkai-san, where do you want me to put these bags? In the trunk, or is there no more room?" Yaone tentatively asked after dinner hours were over, and the brunette had allowed his friends to stay a bit longer than the others customers to finish eating.
"Ah, the back seat of the car, probably...I think Lirin's suitcase took up a little too much room..."
Hakkai scratched the back of his head sheepishly, though the action was hindered somewhat by Goku suddenly leaping up from his seat in surprise, clinging to the poor man's shirttails.
"WHAT?! Hakkai, where're you goin'? You're going on a trip and you didn't tell us? C'mon, what's that all about?!" The boy pathetically whined, holding onto the clothing tighter. "Tell me where you're goin', tell me!"
"I'm sorry...this is for work, Goku, so I'm afraid that as much as I want to, I can't take you along." Hakkai really did seem apologetic, as he patted Goku on the head with recognizable sympathy. "Yaone-san and Sanzou, along with two old friends of ours, are going to Kyoto. We'll be back in a few days, but until then, the shop is going to be managed by some others. Have to keep the business running, after all."
Gojyo nodded, but he too looked somewhat reluctant over the idea of this friend leaving the city. "It doesn't sound like a vacation trip, though...you sure we can't come with you? Y'know, to make the day a little more enjoyable?"
"I'm afraid not. Though the offer to stow you two away in the back of the car is becoming rather tempting." A slight grin showed on his face, however, indicating the words were more of a joke than an idea.
After shivering dramatically, Goku shook his head violently. "No WAY! I absolutely, positively HATE being in enclosed places like that...gives me the creeps."
The redhead sneered, ruffling the frightened boy's hair in a somewhat comforting manner. "He's a claustrophobic monkey. Isn't that a nifty concept?"
"WHO'S A CLAUSTROPHOBIC MONKEY, EROKAPPA?!"
"Ahaha...Oh, boy..." Hakkai laughed, leaning against the still-quarreling duo's table gently. "Here we go again...it's always like this. And if I'm right--"
One highly irked blonde came out of the kitchen, trademark tray in hand and ready to swing the object violently at any given moment. "THE BOTH OF YOU, SHUT THE HELL UP!! HAKKAI'S BEING NICE ENOUGH TO LET YOU DUMBASSES STAY HERE LATE, SO DO US ALL A FAVOR AND KEEP IT DOWN!!"
"...Then, Sanzou admonishing them would happen just about right now. And the pattern continues..." Hakkai cheerfully started humming a tune, nearly running out the door. "I'll be right back, everyone; I'm going to helping Yaone-san out in finishing packing the car up!"
He wasn't very surprised when no one answered him back, and the yelling persisted, even as the door to the café started to close.
The small argument became rather short-lived, however, with a departing Gojyo excusing himself to use the men's room—perhaps in an attempt to nurse a rather prominent bump atop his head. Goku suffered from a similar affliction, though he seemed just as enthusiastic as before.
"Ne, Sanzou!" The adult had been about to head back into the kitchen, but a small hand tugging on his sleeve halted the action. "I kinda wanted to talk to 'ya about somethin'...can we go outside to talk? Gojyo'll take care of the bill, I promise."
He might have declined, but a pleading shine in the boy's tenderly wide eyes apparently had a more lasting effect on him than Goku even realized. "...Sure. It better be quick and to the point, though; I've got work to do."
Though Sanzou would not let the childlike teen take him by the hand and nearly drag him out of the restaurant, he followed the youngling to the bench right outside Jouryoku Kafe. Internally a bit grateful to have not strayed too far from the building they had just left, Sanzou folded his arms crossly, sitting beside the obviously uneasy Goku, who was twiddling his thumbs absentmindedly, and gazing at the sidewalk as if troubled by the mere sight of it.
"...Well?"
Looking up almost uncertainly, the hesitant atmosphere about them vanished, a resolute glow in honey spheres. "Sanzou...I wanted to ask you something really, really important. That night...the one that you spent with Gojyo and me...why'd you let me stay with you?"
If the question had even taken him by surprise in the slightest bit, Sanzou was doing a very good job of suppressing his emotions. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"I-I mean...you could've just pushed me away, like before! Like when we were talking earlier that day...and I asked you if something was bothering you..."
You could have denied me, pushed me away, and broke my heart into a million pieces...
Sanzou's tone was steely when he answered. "I thought we weren't going to talk about that anymore."
"I know! But...I just wanted to know if you really don't like me...or if you're just afraid of something..."
And I'm probably wrong to be talking about you as though I know everything about you...
"Quit acting like you're some kind of psychologist. You don't need to know about why I'm the way I am, and it shouldn't be any of your business in the first place."
"But...I just want to..."
I wanted something from you, even though I don't quite know what that something is...
"It's not your place to ask anything of me."
Because...there was something inside...that I wanted to tell you...even though it felt like my throat was closing up and my heart was beating faster than it ever had before...as if I was excited, wanting to reach something that was unreachable until now...
"Yeah, but still...!"
Warm arms that brought me close in the cold night...
"Look, if you can't even explain to me what you want properly, I'm going back inside."
You said something to me, then... 'Bakasaru...I'll never be able to understand you...' But, I don't understand you, either, Sanzou...
"Why..."
Everything inside of me...feels as though it's ready to burst...everything I wanted to say and tell you so far...everything...anything...
"Why...?"
I want to help you...
"Tell me WHY, Sanzou!"
Any possible way that I could help you...even if it hurts me, I'd do it...
"Why is it that you push everyone away from you!? Why do you always look at people that way, with those cold, untrusting eyes!? Why it that I'm not allowed to know more about you?! We're supposed to be friends, Sanzou, and that means we should share everything! I promise I won't tell anyone if it's somethin' personal, but...I want to know everything and anything you feel like telling me!"
"I just want to help you, Sanzou..."
And...I want to be with you, too...why is that so wrong?
A pregnant silence came shortly thereafter, veiling the heatedly escaping breaths Goku hadn't even realized he had been holding. Angry tears edged dangerously close to falling past his eyelids, and the boy shamefully rubbed them aside. They came once more, however, the shuddering in his heart directing them.
The blonde's back was turned to face Goku's line of vision, though his tall silhouette did not intimidate him; not even in the smallest bit. Determined to hear his answer, Goku stood upon the plastered ground, though hardly even realizing he had unconsciously done so.
"You just don't get it, do you?"
The reply hardly satisfied his qualms that the man would push him aside once more, and only left him even more intrusive, and ever the more irritated. "...What do you mean?!"
"You really thought such a pathetic little speech was going to sway my opinion of you and give you all the information you wanted? Is that what your plan was? Worthless, and an attempt all in vain..."
Those critical amethyst orbs, both mesmerizing and just as equally frightening, narrowed as they met once unwavering amber. Unbidden by a stubborn Goku, a gasp escaped his lips, robbing his lungs of breath. Why did this person affect him so? Since when did one man mean so much to him?
"I don't want to hear your petty vows of friendship or prettied-up version of asking me to divulge all the juicy details of my past. What major deity died and made you God? Huh?"
"...That's...I'm not trying to make you mad, San--!"
The brunette immediately quieted, as one pale hand, ever so gently, tilted his chin upward, giving him a clear view of Sanzou's visage. He searched, blindly almost, for a sign of emotion—anything—in those beautiful violet eyes. Pain, anger, uncertainty; all battling in a fierce war of dominance, one trying to outdo the others in revealing the true face of Genjou Sanzou.
But few had ever experienced seeing the man in such a torn state before. And certainly not without a proper punishment being administered, in one way or another.
"...Sanzou? What are you--?"
"Most importantly...whoever said that I considered you a friend?"
He almost coldly spat the words, almost as thought in bravado. Was there a hidden motive behind it? Goku hardly took notice of it, however, as his legs gave out from under him, and the blonde reentered the café—leaving a dejected youngster kneeling on the pavement.
Yaone tenderly spun around after hearing Hakkai's footsteps tentatively approach. "Hakkai-san. Is something the matter?"
"Not at all." The brunette said, closing the trunk of Sanzou's van for the young woman. "I had thought you might require assistance, putting all the bags away on your own...besides, Gojyo and Goku were in another argument once again, so they hardly paid much notice to my absence."
She grinned understandingly, already long used to their arguing habits over the smallest things. "I see...but there really isn't any other reason why you came out here, Hakkai-san?"
The amicable adult's smile quickly transformed into a frown after this inquiry, however, surprising even Yaone with this behavior. It seemed the question had been right on the mark with his thoughts.
"...In three days, on the day of the autumn festival in Kyoto...it will be my birthday. And, as well...her day of birth."
An unspoken implication, but its effects were, nonetheless, applicable. Such a suddenly melancholy, solemn expression on Hakkai's visage was soon mimicked on Yaone's. "...Your sister...right?"
"There are times...times like these, when I regret my own existence, regretting being born at all. Few people can say they truly know me...not the false image that I've build for myself, but the true face of Cho Hakkai...no, Cho Gonou, even. A murderer, who has spilt the blood of a thousand demons and became a youkai himself..."
"Yes...the man who killed a thousand youkai...for the sake of one soul who died the very night those demons did...I'm surely no better than, 'that person...'"
Very gently, Yaone placed a sympathetic hand on the taller male's shoulder. "Hakkai-san...please, don't blame yourself like this...the past is something we all have deal with, but it's that very sentiment that keeps us from making the same mistakes."
The dulled emerald eyes that shone toward Yaone hardly seemed like Hakkai's at all, but it proved he was at least somewhat listening.
"I know how you must feel...the occupation I had before this one was, by far, worse than even the one right now...as an assassin under a terrible man, taking lives became routine for me in those years. I had never felt so guilty before; but the internally set bloodlust inside me prevented my hands from loosening their grip on my blade..."
"Yui-sama saved me, Hakkai-san. Just like he did you. Although I know my past is so much different from yours...I feel as though I can understand how you were willing to throw your purity, your pride...even your humanity, all for one person's sake. There is a special person for me right now that I would do anything for....and perhaps...you will find that person again, too, in one form or another."
A veil of darkness that had been clouding those green orbs lifted, a sad smile gracing the ends of Hakkai's mouth. "...I suppose you're right, Yaone-san. Although I cannot say my past shall ever truly be able to be just another memory, like it has become for you...I appreciate your words of kindness, truly."
Sanzou came walking into the view of where Yaone and Hakkai stood the parking lot, lips set into a thin line. As he finally stomped up to the silent pair, the scowl upon his face deepened, becoming almost engraved into pale skin. "Yaone. Hakkai. Let's go."
"Already?" Even Yaone looked extremely surprised, although Hakkai was the one who had spoken. "But, I had hoped that we would been able to say goodbye to—"
"Those idiots know we're leaving already. They don't need to be bothered further."
The cold interruption immediately caught Hakkai's attention, causing his curiosity to be, undoubtedly, piqued. "Sanzou...has something happened between you and Goku?"
He duly strolled off, heading for the driver's seat of the van with the car door slamming resolutely beside him. Perhaps, Hakkai mused almost sardonically, that is all the explanation I need.
An approaching pair of red-haired and brown-haired figures dashed about in the distance, the aforementioned waving his hands about and screaming loud enough to wake the dead. "HEEEYYY! HAKKAI!! YAONE!! IF YOU'RE LEAVING, WAIT 'TILL WE SEE YOU OFF BEFORE 'YA GO ANYWHERE!! YOU GUYS HEAR ME, DON'T YOU?!"
Behind him, Hakkai heard a prompted giggle from a certain violet-haired female. "...What's so funny?"
"He's probably only worried about seeing you off, Hakkai-san...Gojyo-san really likes you, it seems."
At this comment, the male's cheeks tinted with a slight, rosy pink. "...I don't know about that ..."
When Goku and Gojyo came, skidding to a halt in front of an amused Hakkai and Yaone, they were both hyperventilating extravagantly; although the sounds were quite realistic enough, so it could be guessed the heavy breathing was not false.
"S-Shit, man...what kind of idiot parks their car so far from the café when the entrance isn't that far from the door of the same restaurant!?"
Sanzou leaned out the window just enough to send a duly-expressed glare Gojyo's way. "The kind of idiot that can kick your ass, kappa."
"Maa maa..." Hakkai quickly intervened, nervously looking back at forth at his friends' angry stares. "Let's all just forget about what has been said and continue, alright? You said you just wanted to see us off, Gojyo?"
"O-Oh, yeah, right..." The redhead sent a sidelong glance to the downcast-eyed Goku, then back up to where Hakkai was. "We both just wanted to wish 'ya a good trip...don't get into any trouble, and sorry we couldn't get you a seeing-off present. Dammit, you could've told us sooner, 'Kai!"
"I'm sorry..." The waiter gently bowed, smiling a bit after realizing the other male was less angry with him about the said reason than at the fact he was leaving Tokyo. "I promise to bring you and Goku souvenirs from Kyoto, alright?"
Perking up only slightly from this agreement, Goku nodded slightly but continued staring at Sanzou. The blonde did not look back.
Yaone was already clambering into the back seat of the car, but Hakkai took a moment to speak with Gojyo one last moment before he left. "Gojyo...is Goku all right? He seems so terribly disconsolate right now..."
"I think Blondie got him upset again...listen, when that guy's on the trip with you, tell 'im to stop being so mean to the monkey, you hear?" For a moment in very rare instances, Hakkai could tell his companion was being very serious. "The kid really likes him...and it's a real cruel thing to be playin' with him like that! I'll kick his ass if he does it again, so you BETTER let him know."
Leave it to Gojyo to say something so brusque and frank... Hakkai smiled, embracing the once-frowning kappa almost tenderly. "I'll let him know, don't worry. Take care of Goku for me, and don't neglect yourself, either."
Pulling away from the brunette, Gojyo seemed much more contented, the boyish grin reappearing on his face once more. "...Sure thing! You, too, 'Kai. Take care."
As Hakkai got into the vehicle as well, and as they pulled out of the Jouryoku Kafe's parking lot, he took one last look back at his two comrades. Gojyo, who was still fervently waving to the departing van—this elicited a chuckle on Hakkai's part--and Goku.
Goku, whose insipid golden spheres shone vaguely in the setting sun. Goku, the young boy who seemed so focused on their driver, although Hakkai honestly doubted the man would ever even think of even peeking at the rearview mirror to watch him. Goku, who became smaller and smaller, fading slowly away into nothingness.
Perhaps the two did have an argument before, one that Hakkai and Gojyo would not, and could not, even begin to understand or relate to. Perhaps Sanzou did feel somewhat guilty for shrugging Goku off like an insignificant animal that was constantly ignored, and was now guiltily cursing himself. Perhaps, somewhere in the far-off future, Goku and Sanzou would be able to find comfort in one another, a solace in each others' arms few lovers could. But for now, their mission came first. The expedition to stop Chin Yii Sou's third massacre was about to begin—starting in Kyoto, the assigned area he was suspected to next hit. This was their time to fight for their savior; their master; their superior.
And from the moment they left Tokyo's city boundaries, there would be no turning back.
Koinu-chan: -Laughs good-naturedly- Don't worry; you don't have to hide from me! The question wasn't bad at all! It even might be considered a good question to ask! –Smiles and takes the cookie- Sankyuu. Anyway, regarding Goku's limiter, something will take place akin to a transformation eventually...although if you know some Japanese, this chapter gives you a hint of what Goku actually can turn into, and WILL turn into, later. Other than that, I don't want to spoil anything else for you! And I'm glad there's a 39 reviewer; I like the pairing, too, though I haven't really written for it much. I hope I'm doing a good job at portraying their relationship so far! Sankyuu for the review, Koinu-san! –Gives you Goku and Sanzou plushies-
permetaform: -Smile- Sankyuu for the comment, permetaform-san. I'm a bit hesitant to say I agree with you, because I usually don't like my own writing...then again, everyone's their own worst critic, right? Anyway, thank for the compliment, and sankyuu for the review! –Gives you a Sanzou plushie-
Joonie: I hope that means I'm not rushing the Sanzou-ikkou, (or Sanzou-tachi, as I refer to them in this story as, sometimes), friendship! –Starts getting nervous- I didn't mean for them to seem so close before this chapter...but I suppose it can't be helped. And you liked Sanzou and Goku's closeness last chapter? You probably won't like me for this chapter...but I promise things'll get better for those two soon! As for Hakkai and Kanan...yes, I admit I was shocked to hear that, too. Hey, wasn't the moment in volume 5, when Gojyo takes Hakkai in and Hakkai tells him that Kanan was his lover and his sister, SO funny? I laughed just from the SD Hakkai sipping his tea calmly in the following panel, with Gojyo just STARING at him! XD And how in the next two panels, Hakkai said something like, "Do you think any less of me?" Gojyo's response was something like, "Well...I guess some people go for that." Gotta love those two and their talks. And the reviews for this story? –Blushes- Well, I'm really glad someone thinks it's good, but I don't really think so. Maybe some people can sense my insecurity or something like that. Anyway, sankyuu for the chapter review, and I hope to see you next chapter! –Gives you a Hakkai plushie-
Silver on the Tree: Ahaha...your comments are so funny and interesting to read! I'm glad that both chapters got you reacting, (that's my ultimate writing goal, so I suppose I'm quite satisfied now), and it's great that you like 58/39! I love them both, although I admit to being a bit more biased with 58. (I sincerely hope it doesn't show through in my writings, though... -Sweat drop-) Yes, the Sanzou-on-the-dance-floor thing was somewhat humorous...a funny touch to a serious scene, you know? Although I hadn't thought anyone first thought that Sanzou was dancing...now I'm glad I put in his grumpy grumbling! –Smiles- Once again, your reviews aren't shallow; I really enjoy reading feedback from my readers, very much so. So keep sending them in, Silver-san, and I look forward to when you update To Live Or Not To Live! (Is it being continued? I'm sorry, but I haven't checked in a while...) Sankyuu for the review! –Gives you a Sanzou and Goku plushie since you liked the 39 moments. Now, you can make your own! X3-
Karu Leonnese: Phwee! Oh my goodness, Karu-san, you've reviewed again! Keruri-chan is all happy now...nyu! And, yes, I really DO think highly of your work. And I just checked over your profile page...you're 20? Ah, no wonder you write so much better than me. I'm afraid I'm only 14, Karu-san. –Frowns- Well, I guess that proves that age sometimes really does equal experience. I can't say I'm very bitter or anything, however; your ideas are so fresh and innovative, and if you're watching me, then I'm watching you! –Glues herself to the computer chair and awaits your next update- Oh, so you like the triangle idea? I'm glad, then! I might have some 38 moments in the next chapter, (since the plot calls for it, and because Gojyo-san isn't around right now :P), but I can almost ASSURE you completely that the fic WILL end up 58. I like the 38 dynamics, but 58 just sits better with me for some reason. You understand what I mean, right? Plus, I prefer 39, so there's the perfect way to end this story, right? –Grin- Although I have a sequel planned with Homura as the main villain...what do you think of that? Sankyuu for the review again, Karu-san, and I SWEAR that I'll make the next chapter totally AWESOME, since I know that YOU'LL be following it! –Gives you Hakkai and Gojyo plushies-
Chou ni Natte: Cool, yet ANOTHER 39 fan! –Smiles- I'm sorry, but it just seems so funny that I'm discovering quite a few of my readers are actually Sanzo/Goku fans, after I actually put some actual 39-ness in the fic. Not, 'ha-ha,' funny, I suppose, as it is, 'ironically coincidentally' funny. But ANYWAY...I hope this chapter didn't get you too upset. (I guess that you're a 39 fan from that review, but I promise you that they'll be okay in the end! I plan on some sort of happy ending for those two, don't worry.) And you like my characterization? –Blush- Thank you! I really try hard to capture the essence of everyone's character, so I'm glad I did a good job on that. But I'm EXTREMELY grateful that someone likes this setting. I'm really working hard to make this a good AU story, and not just a cliché idea, (though humble Keruri still thinks it is... -Sweat drop and nervous chuckle-), so at least it feels like it worked out that way for someone. Oh, you have a C2 community? And you want to add MY story?! –'Phwee-s' and starts blushing madly- Oh my goodness, why WOULDN'T I mind, Chou-san!? Sankyuu so much! I'd like other people to get to know my story, and perhaps enjoy it as well, so that would be great, thank you!! Hope to see more reviews from you, thanks again, and sankyuu for the review! –Gives you Sanzou and Goku plushies-