Until The End of Time
Chapter 5
Sanzo took a lazy drag of his cigarette, glancing up at the clock. He still had a few moments before class would start. Not like he was worried about finishing his cigarette on time. Half the kids in class attempted to smoke at one point or another during the day. He'd let them, if it wasn't for the fact there was only one ashtray and he would have to clean up the mess at the end of the day.
He was surprised when the door opened. No one ever came early to his class. Of course, he wasn't surprised when he saw Goku standing there, his books in hand and a pen in his mouth as his other hand fought to pull his jacket back over his shoulder.
Despite the fact he'd fallen asleep quicly when he'd gone to bed, Sanzo had woken several times during the night. In fact, he'd spent more of the night awake than he had sleeping. Strangely, he hadn't had any dreams during the short duration of his sleep.
Probably because his waking hours were already filled with thoughts of a certain golden-eyed person. Sanzo had no idea why Goku had gotten so much under his skin in such a short time. There was just something about him that Sanzo couldn't ignore, no matter how hard he tried.
Perhaps his concience was coming into play, for the first time in years. As unlikely as it seemed, that was the only reason he could come up with. Of the reasons that he would accept anyway.
"Hi Sanzo!" Goku said. He was the only one who refused to call him by his last name, no matter how often Sanzo corrected him.
"No one ever comes early to class in this area. What do you want?" Sanzo asked after taking a drag of his cigarette.
Goku seemed to faulter for a bit, then he grinned and shrugged. "I just wanted to see you, I guess," he replied.
Sanzo's brow arched and he snorted at the answer. He didn't want to admit how much the answer had pleased him. It was stupid!
"Are you staying with Gojyo?" Sanzo found himself asking reluncantly.
Goku threw his books down on one of the battered desks before leaning against the edge of it. Sanzo had to force himself not to trace the edges of the other's slender build, shown off to a definate advantage at the moment.
"Yeah, I stay with him. He's a great friend," Goku replied, not seeming to notice his distraction.
Sanzo finally forced his eyes shut and he leaned his head back. Okay, he couldn't deny it any longer. He knew exactly why that little shit had gotten under his skin so easily. Despite having never felt an attraction to men before, he was quickly becoming almost obsessed over the kid. It was certainly not something he'd expected to happen when he'd first laid eyes on Goku. Sure, there had been a very mild 'Whoa...', but that had been all.
At first.
"In a safe location?" he found himself asking, again without wanting to.
There was a long stretch of silence, and Sanzo found himself looking at the other. Goku was staring down at the desk with a solemn expression. "Safe enough for me," Goku finally answered.
The bell rang, saving Sanzo from having to reply. Goku took his seat and the class slowly filled. Sanzo put out his smoke before standing, writing the lesson plan that he would be starting onto the board.
However, he was distracted during the entire day. No matter how hard he tried, Goku refused to be ignored. Every time he turned away from the black board, golden eyes were on him. Every movement he made, golden eyes watched him.
His own mind was even worse. After he'd finally admitted to himself that he found the kid attractive, and perhaps a little interesting, it refused to let him forget it once again. It didn't help that Goku appeared to be a genius, answering all of the questions that Sanzo asked the class. Hearing that voice again and again, seeing the way Goku's eyes shone every time he got the answer correct, it was enough to nearly drive Sanzo insane.
It seemed like forever before the day finally ended.
As the kids flew out of the classroom, Sanzo collapsed into his seat. He was both mentally and physically exhausted. He needed a break.
Someone stopped in front of his desk, and Sanzo didn't have to look up in order to know who it was. It figured that the one thing he needed a break from was the one thing presently refusing to go.
"What do you want now?" Sanzo asked with a cold voice.
"I... well..." Goku stammered, shifting from one foot to another. "I earned myself some money the other day. And I was wondering... um... if maybe you would like to get an after school snack with me or something."
Sanzo looked up at the youth, surprised. It was the first time Sanzo had ever been asked out, and he had to admit that when he'd pictured his first date, it hadn't been with an eightteen year old kid. His previous griping about the kid was forgotten. He was tempted, very much so, to accept the invitation. He hadn't eaten breakfast or lunch, so his stomach had been complaining for the last hour, pinching his spine.
"You honestly want me to go with you?" Sanzo questioned. There were plenty of girls in the class who were fighting for Goku's attention. What would the kid want with a burnt out twenty-five year old school teacher?
Goku looked down, a blush appearing on his cheeks. "If you don't want to, I completely understand. I mean, I've always been a pain in the ass as far as you're concerned. But if you did want to, I'd really like you to come," he said.
It was a strange thing to say. 'Pain in the ass as far as you're concerned.' However, Sanzo discarded it as nervousness. As Goku continued to fidget, Sanzo weighed out the pro's and con's of agreeing.
In the end, he couldn't deny that he wanted to go. As much as the kid agrivated his thoughts, Sanzo wanted to be with him. It was as simple as that. And he usually did whatever he wanted to. Even if it meant giving the kid the wrong impression, for he wasn't going to go any further than this one date, he didn't want to pass up the opportunity.
Chapter 5
Sanzo took a lazy drag of his cigarette, glancing up at the clock. He still had a few moments before class would start. Not like he was worried about finishing his cigarette on time. Half the kids in class attempted to smoke at one point or another during the day. He'd let them, if it wasn't for the fact there was only one ashtray and he would have to clean up the mess at the end of the day.
He was surprised when the door opened. No one ever came early to his class. Of course, he wasn't surprised when he saw Goku standing there, his books in hand and a pen in his mouth as his other hand fought to pull his jacket back over his shoulder.
Despite the fact he'd fallen asleep quicly when he'd gone to bed, Sanzo had woken several times during the night. In fact, he'd spent more of the night awake than he had sleeping. Strangely, he hadn't had any dreams during the short duration of his sleep.
Probably because his waking hours were already filled with thoughts of a certain golden-eyed person. Sanzo had no idea why Goku had gotten so much under his skin in such a short time. There was just something about him that Sanzo couldn't ignore, no matter how hard he tried.
Perhaps his concience was coming into play, for the first time in years. As unlikely as it seemed, that was the only reason he could come up with. Of the reasons that he would accept anyway.
"Hi Sanzo!" Goku said. He was the only one who refused to call him by his last name, no matter how often Sanzo corrected him.
"No one ever comes early to class in this area. What do you want?" Sanzo asked after taking a drag of his cigarette.
Goku seemed to faulter for a bit, then he grinned and shrugged. "I just wanted to see you, I guess," he replied.
Sanzo's brow arched and he snorted at the answer. He didn't want to admit how much the answer had pleased him. It was stupid!
"Are you staying with Gojyo?" Sanzo found himself asking reluncantly.
Goku threw his books down on one of the battered desks before leaning against the edge of it. Sanzo had to force himself not to trace the edges of the other's slender build, shown off to a definate advantage at the moment.
"Yeah, I stay with him. He's a great friend," Goku replied, not seeming to notice his distraction.
Sanzo finally forced his eyes shut and he leaned his head back. Okay, he couldn't deny it any longer. He knew exactly why that little shit had gotten under his skin so easily. Despite having never felt an attraction to men before, he was quickly becoming almost obsessed over the kid. It was certainly not something he'd expected to happen when he'd first laid eyes on Goku. Sure, there had been a very mild 'Whoa...', but that had been all.
At first.
"In a safe location?" he found himself asking, again without wanting to.
There was a long stretch of silence, and Sanzo found himself looking at the other. Goku was staring down at the desk with a solemn expression. "Safe enough for me," Goku finally answered.
The bell rang, saving Sanzo from having to reply. Goku took his seat and the class slowly filled. Sanzo put out his smoke before standing, writing the lesson plan that he would be starting onto the board.
However, he was distracted during the entire day. No matter how hard he tried, Goku refused to be ignored. Every time he turned away from the black board, golden eyes were on him. Every movement he made, golden eyes watched him.
His own mind was even worse. After he'd finally admitted to himself that he found the kid attractive, and perhaps a little interesting, it refused to let him forget it once again. It didn't help that Goku appeared to be a genius, answering all of the questions that Sanzo asked the class. Hearing that voice again and again, seeing the way Goku's eyes shone every time he got the answer correct, it was enough to nearly drive Sanzo insane.
It seemed like forever before the day finally ended.
As the kids flew out of the classroom, Sanzo collapsed into his seat. He was both mentally and physically exhausted. He needed a break.
Someone stopped in front of his desk, and Sanzo didn't have to look up in order to know who it was. It figured that the one thing he needed a break from was the one thing presently refusing to go.
"What do you want now?" Sanzo asked with a cold voice.
"I... well..." Goku stammered, shifting from one foot to another. "I earned myself some money the other day. And I was wondering... um... if maybe you would like to get an after school snack with me or something."
Sanzo looked up at the youth, surprised. It was the first time Sanzo had ever been asked out, and he had to admit that when he'd pictured his first date, it hadn't been with an eightteen year old kid. His previous griping about the kid was forgotten. He was tempted, very much so, to accept the invitation. He hadn't eaten breakfast or lunch, so his stomach had been complaining for the last hour, pinching his spine.
"You honestly want me to go with you?" Sanzo questioned. There were plenty of girls in the class who were fighting for Goku's attention. What would the kid want with a burnt out twenty-five year old school teacher?
Goku looked down, a blush appearing on his cheeks. "If you don't want to, I completely understand. I mean, I've always been a pain in the ass as far as you're concerned. But if you did want to, I'd really like you to come," he said.
It was a strange thing to say. 'Pain in the ass as far as you're concerned.' However, Sanzo discarded it as nervousness. As Goku continued to fidget, Sanzo weighed out the pro's and con's of agreeing.
In the end, he couldn't deny that he wanted to go. As much as the kid agrivated his thoughts, Sanzo wanted to be with him. It was as simple as that. And he usually did whatever he wanted to. Even if it meant giving the kid the wrong impression, for he wasn't going to go any further than this one date, he didn't want to pass up the opportunity.