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Ratings: Ratings will vary from one chapter to the other, so on the safe side, I'll keep it at "T"

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Chapter Spoiler: None.

Timeline: Pre journey. Takes place after Sanzo picks up Goku.

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I apologize for the late update, I had to re-write this chapter several times, hope you liked how it turned out


 Chapter Eight: Art

"Sanzo?"

"What?" Came the quick reply from said Sanzo.

"I don't know what to draw?" Innocent golden eyes looked at him from where he lay sprawled on the carpet, a white paper lay in front of him, and a colored pencil held between his little fingers.

The golden haired priest looked up from the scripture he was busy reading, and looked at the child that awaited the answer impatiently. "You like food, draw that." A simple answer, and he was about to get back to his work, which didn't happen because his charge was still looking at him, as if the answer he gave him wasn't satisfying.

"I do like food, but I like other things too!"

This was going to take some time, he guessed. A sigh escaped him, before he replied, "Fine, draw those other things you like,"

Hakkai was the one who suggested to Sanzo that giving Goku the art supplies would keep him busy, and would give Sanzo sometime to finish his work, and so far, Hakkai's method was giving him a headache, and less time to finish his work.

"But then I'll need lots an' lotsa paper!"

"Listen monkey, draw your most favorite thing, and let me finish my work!"

"Why didn't you say so from th'start!" To him that was a satisfying enough answer, and Sanzo would've wished to hit him with the fan, but his work was forcing him to use that time while Goku is busy and finish as much as he can.

Almost an hour passed, and Sanzo was surprised that Goku hasn't bothered him for that long. He placed the book he was reading on the desk, and decided to check on him. He lit a cigarette, and after taking a drag, he walked to where the kid lay on his stomach, and see the result of his peace and quiet.

He almost choked when he saw what Goku had drawn. Said artist looked up and grinned.

"Do you like it Sanzo?"

Sanzo didn't know what it was, so he simply asked, "What's that?"

"That's my favorite thing in th' world!"

He was still oblivious to what his charge just spent an hour drawing, "What is it?" He tried again.

"That's the Sun! And that's you, Sanzo!" he held up the paper, and pointed at the figure he drew in the middle of his paper.

Sanzo only stared at the white paper, that was now perfectly yellow, and the figure that was drawn in the center, supposedly him. He found the words escaping him, and he was speechless.

When Goku didn't hear a reply, his grin faded, and disappointment became clear in his eyes. He slowly placed his art back on the floor.

"We better find a frame for this one,"

Golden eyes looked at him, "Huh? But I thought-"

"I like it," He held the piece of art in his hand, and the grin was back on Goku's face.

Sanzo wondered how Goku can draw the Sun, and say that it was his most favorite thing, when he always watched the Sun from his prison in Mt. Gogyo, and how he must've hated the Sun as it mocked him, and always disappeared leaving him alone. But what Sanzo didn't know, is that no matter how many times the Sun left him to the darkness of the night, it always came back, and one day, the Sun released him from his prison. Sanzo was Goku's Sun.

08.16.2007