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Why?

Why did he feel the need to save me that night?

I wondered such thoughts as I gazed into the amber glow of the campfire. Gojyo and I were the only ones still awake. Sanzo and Goku had passed out hours ago. Considering their run in with the demon armored corp, I don't blame them. Gojyo was smoking a cigarette, lost in what looked like his own thoughts. He should really stop smoking, but I suppose he has his reasons for doing it. I glanced over to him. I must have looked a moment too long.

"What?" He asked, not moving. I blinked and turned my gaze back to the dimming fire.

"Nothing." I replied with one of my fake smiles. Of course, I was lying.

"You may be good at poker, but you suck at lying. So what's bothering you?" I hear the red-head ask.

It might have been pure curiosity that he decided to ask. In fact, I'm sure it was. I didn't answer right away. I was too busy thinking of how I'd phrase my next statement.

"Damnit Hakkai, I asked you a question." He sounded irritated, but not angry. He can be so short tempered sometimes. I gave a half-hearted chuckle as looked back at him. This time I was met by crimson eyes staring back at me.

"I was just thinking of the night you and I first met."

"When I found you half-dead? Why the hell would you be thinking about that?"

"I was just wondering why you'd help a complete stranger." He cast his gaze to the fire.

"Why? Why not help someone in need."

"But that was out of character for you. You don't help just anyone."

"Well, you weren't just anyone." He took a puff of his cigarette while I stared at him, trying to process what he just said.

"Could you be a little more specific?" I chuckled half-heartedly again as I heard a 'tch' come from Gojyo.

"Look Hakkai, something just told me to help you out. Alright? If some other chump had walked by, he probably would have helped you out like I did."

"Probably, but not definitely. Was there anything else besides an imaginary voice that made you help me?"

"No."

"And you say I suck at lying." Another 'tch' emerged from Gojyo. All I wanted was a straight answer, but he seemed hell-bent not to give them to me.

"Is it so hard to just tell me?" I asked after a minute or so. Gojyo sat there, probably cursing either my persistence or the fact I had found him out. He quickly looked over to the sleeping priest and the monkey. He probably was making sure that they were both really asleep.

"Fine. You want to know the real reason?"

"That would be nice."

"I saved you because I couldn't let someone as beautiful as you die like that."

I blinked once. Twice. Gojyo frowned.

"What?" He demanded as I just looked at him. After the fourth aggravated 'What?!' I responded.

"So…the only reason I was the only guy you took back to your house was you thought I was too pretty to die like that?" I was trying not to laugh when Gojyo nodded his head, annoyed.

"You're such a horn-ball."

"Shut up, Hakkai." He turned away from me and ended up falling asleep soon after.

I turned to the seemingly sleeping priest with a grin on my face.

"Pay up, Sanzo." There was a mutter of curses from the priest as a bag of coins flew my way.

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