disclaimer: I don't own Saiyuki nor any of its characters. I am just a crazy fan who wastes her time writing fanfiction
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hajime!
Goku frowned, emptying the last of the potato chips into his endless stomach. He leaned back, letting the empy bag fall, rather float, to the floor beside his journey worn shoes.
"...so...hungry." he said, as if exhausted.
His head was back, resting against the spare tier on the jeep. His eyes transfixed on the cloudless blue sky overhead.
"Sanzooo..." he whined.
Priest Genjo Sanzo didn't even turn his head to look back at the chimp.
"Shut it, monkey." his voice seeping with annoyance and anger.
Two bullets met the sky in a bang, falling to an unknown location deep in the sand. Sanzo did not bother to pick them up.
Instead, he took a moment to reload, placing fresh bullets into the empty pockets of his gun.
No one had ever questioned why a priest had a gun, even if it was a banishing gun used against youkai. But then again, no one would probably have wanted to ask, or liked the answer they would get.
For Sanzo was no normal monk.
Two things that Sanzo exceeded at were violence and killing, two things that were also prohibited by Buddhism. He also drank, smoked, spent his money lavishly, and worse yet, to the dismay to the other priests he had met up with, he traveled along with a bunch of non-Buddhist, youkai murderers. Sanzo was no ordinary priest all right.
From beside the still whimpering Goku, Gojyo shook his head in amazement, his long red strands brushing against the scars that marred his left cheek.
"I don't believe you, monkey." He said, "Don't you EVER get tired of saying the same thing over and over?"
Goku didn't answer, but continued to lay in stupor, golden eyes staring up into the sun.
Gojyo sat up and bopped the monkey hard on the head, snapping him out of his trance.
He sat up. "Huh? What was that for?" he asked angrily, eyes narrowed underneath his brow.
Gojyo smirked, "Once a monkey, always a monkey."
Goku's face turned bright red. "I'm not a monkey, ya know!"
He dove at Gojyo, preparing to knock him out of the jeep, but instead Gojyo dodged, and he fell headlong into the side of the jeep.
"Oww.." Goku sat up, rubbing his pounding head.
"Squeee!" the jeep cried out in pain.
Sanzo turned around to look at Gojyo and Goku. His narrow, droopy eyes sagged more than ever on his angry face. Gojyo would have laughed except for the little fact that Sanzo had a gun and could blow his brains out at any minute.
"Didn't I tell you to shut up?" Sanzo hissed, barely controlling his angry, shaking voice.
Goku and Gojyo could tell he was ripping apart at the seams, trying to hold in a mixture of anger and violence. Gojyo and Goku both swallowed, saying nothing.
Satisfied, Sanzo turned around and reached in his pocket for a light.
Beside him, the driver Hakkai patted the dashboard of the jeep affectionately. "It's all right now, Hakuryu. You're not seriously hurt, are you?"
He glanced back at Goku and Gojyo through the rearview mirror. "Please do try to be more careful, will you? We wouldn't want to have to walk to India, do we?"
"Heh." Gojyo leaned back comfortably against the side of the car, watching the saru through half closed, ruby red eyes.
Goku had sank back into his daze, muttering unintelligibly under his breath.
Every once in a while Gojyo could catch the word "food" or "sukiyaki" exit the saru's lips.
He shook his head, enjoying the sunlight and the dull, lazy sleepy feeling that was beginning to wash over him.
He closed his eyes, smiling. "Once a monkey, always a monkey" he muttered quietly before falling asleep.