WEDDING TRIVIA
Goku ran as fast as he could to get to class. There was no way he was going to miss out Sensei Konzen’s class. He was the school’s most handsome and cutest teacher and if he were ever to even miss out one second, he’d rather die.
He practically crashed into the classroom. There he was, Sensei Konzen, about to be ready for class. He grinned and said, "Gomenasai, sensei. I overslept. It won’t happen again…"
THWACK!!! His head was immediately hit by Sensei Konzen’s scrolled up textbook. His stern face looked even more handsome than ever as he boomed, "You bakasaru! How dare you come late for my class? Don’t you know that English is one of the most important subjects for your daily life? Now go and take your seat immediately!"
"Oh, how lucky for Son Goku to be hit on the head by Sensei Konzen! I want to be hit on the head too ~!"
Son Goku looked down awkwardly as he walked towards his seat. He wasn’t the only one having a crush with Sensei Genjo Sanzo a.k.a. Konzen (In this school, all teachers are required to have a biblical name, so Sanzo’s biblical name was Konzen). Almost everyone in Kamisama High was having a crush with Sensei Konzen, including the boys. Sensei Konzen was really, really handsome, dark and mysterious, almost like a blonde-haired, anime version of Prof. Severus Snape. Goku stared at Sensei Konzen as he started his English class. He had never paid attention to the class; it was all about Sensei Konzen. He couldn’t help it. He just had to stare at him. He was way too handsome beyond compare…
"Goku!" A hard pressing feeling on his cheeks shook him back to reality. He was shocked to see that Sensei Konzen’s face was directly in front of his, his deep violet eyes staring sternly and intently at his golden ones and his hands were holding his cheeks.
"Don’t stare at me during class, bakasaru! Pay attention! My lessons are on the board, not on my face!"
The silence was pressurizing. Before he knew it, Goku was bleeding in the nose out of over-excitement and immediately fainted at the spot. Needless to say, he was taken to the sickbay and had to miss Sensei Konzen’s class.
Lying on the sick bed, he touched his face in ecstasy. ‘He touched my cheeks!’ he thought. ‘He actually touched my cheeks! I’m never gonna wash my face ever again!’ As his thoughts continued to drift, he imagined himself together with Sensei Konzen living their lives in love and harmony. If only he could find the courage to tell Sensei Konzen how he really feel. Courage as in the courage to tell him that he was really, really in love with him and not afraid of the other fans mangling him into a pulp.
After school, he rushed home with a happy, ecstatic face, and couldn’t wait to jot down everything in his diary, when he noticed his foster parents were in a very happy mood. Even Hakryu, their pet dragon chirped happily as he flew towards his young master.
"Hey, Mama Hakkai. Hey, Papa Gojyo. What’s the big occasion?" Goku asked, catching and giving Hakryu a bear hug.
"We have such good news for you, my dear saru-chan," Cho Hakkai replied happily. "Your father has been promoted as a casino executive and will be transferred to Las Vegas!"
"That’s great, Papa Gojyo! Congratulation! So when are you going?"
"Next week, saru-chan! And we’re all going to move to Las Vegas!" Sha Gojyo replied with enthusiasm.
The whole atmosphere was silent for a while. Suddenly Goku burst his bubble and said, "Nani?! We’re all going?! Doushite nayo?!"
"Of course, saru-chan," Gojyo replied in an as-a-matter-of-fact way. "I cannot leave you and your Mama Hakkai here all alone. This is permanent. I won’t be coming back here anymore. We have to move."
"But…But what about my friends? What about my school? What about…" Goku stopped before he accidentally revealed Sensei Konzen. He had told his foster parents about having a crush with Sensei Konzen but he never told them that he was his English teacher.
"Don’t worry. It has all been taken care of," Gojyo reassured him. "My company is responsible for all the expenses of going to Las Vegas, and also the company branch in Las Vegas that I’m going to work in will take care of all the accommodation and your schooling expenses. We only have to move there. You have nothing to worry about. Think of all the free liquor I can get and the babes I can feast my eyes on! Oops, gomenasai, Hakkai-chan."
"You can make new friends at Las Vegas," Hakkai tried to make his adopted son feel better while letting Hakryu bite his husband’s ear. "I heard that there are a number of local people has gone there either to study or migrate. If you’re lucky, you’ll find some our fellow local friends. It’s gonna be alright, trust us on this."
Goku practically lost all interest in everything after that. How could he convince his parents that he didn’t want to leave because he didn’t want to leave Sensei Konzen? Sure, getting a promotion to Las Vegas was a real deal and he wouldn’t mind moving to a new environment, but he was talking his lifetime happiness here! How was he ever going to be happy if the person that he loved wasn’t around? He simply couldn’t bear to think of it.
Needless to say, he was in a glum mood the next day at school. Although Sensei Konzen’s appearance was a temporary solace to him, it wasn’t enough to cover up the glum. Sensei Konzen noticed and walked towards his seat, bonking him lightly on the head with his scrolled up textbook.
"Son Goku, bakasaru, daijobu deska? You’re not paying attention to my class."
"Uh, uh, hait, sensei. Daijobu," Goku replied, blushing as he looked away. Sensei Konzen still stood there, obviously not buying the ‘Daijobu’ routine.
"Forget about him, sensei," one of the girls voiced out. "He’s been like that the whole day. Even we couldn’t get it out of him. Just ignore him."
"Sensei, sensei! I heard that you are going out on a match-make date soon! Is it true?!" another girl from the far end of the classroom asked worriedly.
"Honto ni? Sensei Konzen is getting match-made? How can this be?" a boy exclaimed.
"What’s going on, sensei?"
"Tell me it’s not true!"
Goku, despite his glum, was interested to know about this match-making business. It’s very rare for people to still practice this traditional marriage method at this modern age.
"Yes, it’s true," Sensei Konzen’s answer sent a long heartbroken groan to all the girls and boys. He cleared his throat and continued, "The Headmistress Kanzeon Botsatsu got me into this, because she thinks that it’s a pity for someone like me not to get married at this age. But I will be declining Kanzeon Botsatsu’s offer."
All the students giggled in delight. Goku remembered something about match-making—his foster cousin Ririn went through it before, as in first a couple of get-to-know-you dates, a meet-the-parents sort of ritual, then the engagement ceremony, then the official wedding…
That’s when his little innocent mind just clicked. ‘What a brilliant idea!’ he thought. ‘I can just match-make myself with Sensei Konzen and get myself married to him! I’m not 16 years old yet, and 16 years old is the eligible age to marry, but I can wait! And there’s no rule saying that gays cannot get match-made and married! That’s it! I’m gonna match-make myself with Sensei Konzen!’
The plan was all set. First he pretended to ‘accidentally’ bump onto Kanzeon Botsatsu who was about to take the file of Sensei Konzen’s match-make date and switched his picture with the original picture. He then went to meet the original date, who was quite a charismatic woman, and pretended to be Sensei Konzen’s son and told her not to marry Sensei Konzen (works every time). Later he went by himself to the marriage affairs office to purchase a marriage application certificate, and gave Sensei Konzen a call impersonating Kanzeon Botsatsu saying that if he didn’t attend the match-make date, he would be fired.
The only thing for him to do now was to get a nice outfit to wear.
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