Sometimes I have no idea what he's thinking. He keeps hiding behind his gun. I don't really know why he saved me; he told me once that it was because my voice was annoying. What he really meant was that I sounded just like him. So why keep me around? Don't get me wrong I love it! It makes me so happy sometimes it hurts. My grin can get so big that my face feels like it's gonna split open, like a watermelon and all the dark seeds, and feelings will spill out and leave me.
But not Sanzo, he let's me follow and his smiles are really rare.
Yeah, but sometimes he gives me a look that kinda resembles affection, with a slight curve to his lips, and just as quickly it disappears again to be replaced with a scowl or a can of beer.
Usually when that happens I shout, "I'm hungry!"
If he can drink, if he can take pleasure out of foul tasting beverages then I can eat until the restaurant closes. Until the lights go out and I can see Jeep's headlights wink at me through the window, like tonight.
I walk outside the restaurant to stand behind the car and wait for everyone else to load in.
If I stay will he notice I haven't jumped in? Do I make any impact on his life at all?
"Monkey stop dreaming and get in!"
"Hey!" I shout angrily, while popping into the seat behind him.
I stare at his hair; it's about the only thing to look at anyway cuz the town's so boring. All the buildings look the same, but his hair it changes color, even at night. Especially at night when the moon dances across it, and the wind, or the movement of Jeep makes it soar back. It makes me want to touch it. I really want to touch it. If only his hair were longer it would be so much easier to reach him. But Gojyo is giving me a creepy grin so I lean back into the seat and clasp my hands together in my lap.
"What?" I snap glaring at him.
"Nothing, nothing at all." He turns his head and laughs. Damn I hate it when he starts to sound like Hakkai it's really irritating. I twist my head away grumbling under my breath, " Stupid Water Sprite thinks he's such a know it all-" Suddenly Sanzo turns around and reaches across the seat and ruffles my hair. What's that all about? But he's giving me that look,
"Don't let him get to you." He remarks withdrawing his hand. What no gunshots? No fan to the face? This has to be a dream, I look over at Gojyo and he's leaning forward and whispering something to Hakkai, who gives an understanding quiet laugh. Wait. I look at the back of Sanzo's head again. Wait. Maybe I do know what he's thinking.