Kat: IMPORTANT NOTE!!!! THERE IS A CHARECTOR IN THIS STORY THAT SEEMS LIKE AN OC, BUT HE IS NOT!!!! THERE ARE NO OC'S IN THE STORY!!!

Ame: Also, this story has been SLIGHTLY revised, and the title has been changed. Sorry for the inconvinance(I just know that's spelt wrong...) to anyone.

Memories Of A Broken Chain

Goku was running, he really needed a place to hide. Sanzo was seriously angry at him this time, for accidentally dropping his cigarettes in a sink full of water…

"GOKU!!! GET BACK HERE!!!"

Uh, yeah, no. Goku really needed to hide…there were so many places to hide, but they were all so obvious…

Suddenly something caught his eyes.

"A temple! Sanzo wouldn't be caught dead at a temple!" he exclaimed, dashing inside. He looked around, admiring all the murals on the walls. Suddenly, a voice came from his right.

"Hey! What are you doing in here?" Goku turned to face the voice.

A child only a little taller than him stood there. He -or she- wore an over-sized gray sweater that draped down to his -or her- thighs, long sleeves having to be rolled up half his -or her- skinny arm, and a collar up to his -or her- neck. Under that were long baggy black sweatpants, that were held up by a length of rope and rolled up to his -or her- knees. He -Or she- was barefoot, yet his -or her- feet were clean and pale. His -or her- hands were pale as well, along with his -or her- face. Or, as much of his -or her- face Goku could see. Half his -or her- face and head was covered by a large red wool cap. All Goku could see of his -or her- face was his -or her- nose down to his -or her- mouth. The kid, Goku could see, had shoulder-length black hair that looked finely combed and shiny that barley carressed his shoulderblades.

"I asked you what you were doing here! You could get in trouble for being in this place!" the kid('Seriously, is this a kid a girl or boy?!') exclaimed. Goku sputtered around for a response, then he jabbed a finger at the boy…or girl.

"Well, so could you!" he snapped. The kid looked taken aback, before grabbing Goku's wrist and dragging him behind a counter. Goku started to protest, but the kid clamped a hand over his mouth.

"Hush! People are looking for me!" he…or she…hissed. Angry voices filled the room, yelling 'Wretch', 'Filthy Vermin', and 'Thief', before cursing the heavens and stalking out the door. The boy…or girl…chuckled.

"Losers!" he…or she…muttered. Goku pulled away from the kid and grinned.

"You in trouble too?" he asked. The kid smiled.

"Yeah…You as well? I should have known." he...or she...said. "The way your face looked when you got in the door…I thought you were about to be murdered!" Goku laughed.

"I guess I was!" the kid exclaimed, laughing. "What'd you do?" The kid shrugged.

"I defaced a restaurant because the food sucked. I'm serious, I ate it, then I threw up." the kid said. Goku wrinkled his nose, then laughed. Both kids sat there laughing, 'till Goku remembered his slight problem identifying the kid's gender.

"Uh, hey, are you a guy? Or a girl?" he asked. The kid pouted.

"I'm a boy! 19 years worth of male anatomy!" he exclaimed. Goku burst out laughing again. The boy grinned. "Hey, I like you, wanna be friends?" he asked. Goku grinned.

"Of course! I'm Goku, how about you?" They boy was silent for a moment, before a huge smile broke across his face.

"Goku…what a nice name! 'One who can perceive the void, that which can't be seen with the eye.' or, 'One who can see the ephemeral nature of life'. Either meaning is lovely…" he said. Goku blushed.

"H-Hey! I asked for your name…not an explanation of mine…" he mumbled. The boy smiled again.

"Right…I'm Ayatsuri-Ansatsusha Ningyo!" he exclaimed. Goku whistled.

"That's a doozy of a name…um…lemme think…'Ayatsuri' means…puppet? And…'Ansatsusha' means assassin…and 'Ningyo' means puppet, or doll. So you're name is Puppet-Assassin Doll? That sounds an action figure…" he said. The boy giggled.

"Wow, what an interesting think to say! You may just call me 'Ayatsuri' or 'Ansatsusha' or 'Ningyo'. Whichever you prefer. I personally like to refer to myself as 'Ayatsuri'." he said. Goku grinned.

"Ayatsuri it is!" he exclaimed. Ayatsuri smiled.

"Hey Goku, I'd like-" he started, only to be cut of by a large hand grabbing his shoulder. "OW!" he snapped. A big grubby looking man dragged Ayatsuri to his feet.

"There you are, you little wretch!" the man snapped. "You're going to march back to the restaurant and fix what you broke, or else!" Ayatsuri sighed.

"Fine, I'm coming…" he said. "Bugger." he muttered under his breath. Goku giggled, then looked up at Ayatsuri.

"Can we play again sometime?" he asked somewhat nervously. Ayatsuri turned to him and grinned.

"Yeah! That'd be awesome!" he exclaimed, before being dragged away. And Goku knew, as he stood up and watched him go, that he had found a friend.

A very good friend.

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A child was running through the halls, running away from someone. Looking for a place to hide, he ducks into a room nearby. The room is empty, bar the statue of Buddha near the back. Suddenly, a voice calls.

"Hey!"

A person stood to his right. He turned to face the voice, but could not see who spoke, for some reason. It was as if the image were blocked somehow…Only a few things could be seen. Gregorian style robes and tall lanky body with pale skin. And on the face…a pair of bright golden eyes…

"What are you doing here?" the voice again.

'A Kid…about my age?' thought the child.

"Answer me. Tell me boy, who you are!" the voice said.

'Who…Who am I?' the child thought sullenly to himself, gazing upon heavy shackles. All of a sudden voices filled the air and the voice pulled the child behind the statue. Quiet reigned between the two as the voices drifted away.

"Morons!" the voice crowed. The child inquired if he had been in trouble. The voice answered, and a joyful feeling filled the air and child and voice bonded behind a statue of Buddha. The voice asked the child what he was called, after introducing itself by a name that couldn't be heard. The child denied having a name and silence once again took hold, though the bond grew tighter. When the voice and the child were torn apart by the hands of others, a promise was made.

"Can we play again sometime?" asked the child shyly.

"Yeah! That'd be awesome!" replied the voice, before all faded into darkness.

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Goku suddenly sat up in bed. He was breathing heavily, and trying desperately to remember his dream. It had seemed so familiar to him, he couldn't help but be curious. On the other side of the room Gojyo snored loudly and rolled over. Goku rolled his eyes and sighed before laying back down.

"Probably not that important, if I forgot it so soon…"

Kat: END CHAPTER ONE!!!!

Ame: Whoopie...who's Ayatsuri?

Sanzo: I thought this was a non-OC story.

Kat: It is! Ningyo isn't an OC.

Hakkai: So this is a crossover and he's from another series?

Kat: NO!!!! THIS IS NOT A CROSSOVER!!! I'M WORKING ON ENOUGH OF THOSE!!!

Gojyo: Ok, jeese...

Kat: Reveiw, and MAYBE I'll give you a wittle hint about who Ayatsuri is! Just...HE IS NOT AN OC!!!!