Because Some Battles Can't be Won
Kiimahaku Akari
Disclaimer: If I owned Saiyuki or its characters then I wouldn't have to write these. But seriously, I own nothing here except the idea. Enjoy.
How many months had it been since the start of this abhorred assignment? How many youkai had fallen for ideals of resurrecting one? Did the dying youkai even have a choice? How long could companions fight alongside one before they too were felled?
Companions….now there was a word not usually caught in the sea of thoughts Sanzo was plagued with daily. He outright denied any affiliation with the three idiots he traveled with. The blonde took a moment to snap out of his thoughts long enough to take a look around the jeep that he, Hakkai, Gojyo, and Goku had grown so accustomed to traveling in. Heated argument soon met his ears as the occupants of the backseat bickered on about some trivial thing or another. A rather tall young man with red hair reached across the seat and grabbed the shorter brown haired boy by his messy bangs and pulled as hard as he could.
"I told you to get me another beer Mini Monkey!" His words slurred a bit, and it was obvious that Gojyo had already had quite a few beers already. The other didn't seem too pleased about having his hair yanked. He promptly bit his attacker's arm and glared when Gojyo pulled it back.
"And I said to shove it! You're drunk enough as it is, perverted kappa!" Goku retorted with a shout loud enough to make Sanzo's ears ring. Hakkai merely chuckled as if the two had made a joke.
"Now, now guys. Let's keep it down back there alright? Gojyo, my friend, I think you've had enough for now. Goku, please don't be so hard on the drunkard." His smile and tone were pleasant enough, but his eyes were quite cold. It was obvious Hakkai was getting just a little annoyed with the pair as well. Sanzo glanced between them and the two in the back and decided not to shout at Goku and Gojyo. Hakkai might not like any added noise right now. Sanzo had no doubts that if they angered him enough, Hakkai would most assuredly make all their lives hell for a while. It was a good thing his patience was so good.
"Way to tell them. You'll make a great mother someday." Sanzo muttered as he lit a cigarette form the passenger's seat.
"Oh, I'm not nearly as good with small animals and children as you are Sanzo." Hakkai retorted, the same innocent smile on his face. "You act too much like a strict father around Goku anyway." Hakkai laughed then, leaving Sanzo alone with his sulk and plans to murder them all in their sleep.
Sanzo took it back. These morons weren't companions, friends, or even comrades. They were merely a group of youkai that he was stuck with until his assignment in India was complete. Even if it was the wish of the Merciful Goddess that they all go west to India and prevent the resurrection of the great youkai king Gyumaoh, Sanzo's only real reason for going was to retrieve his late master's scripture that was stolen from him long ago. Many a time he had wished that he alone could accomplish this, but their journey had proven many times that Sanzo was most likely the weakest of their party.
Weak. He had been shown many times in his life just how powerless he was. After losing his master he'd sworn to never again care for someone enough that he couldn't stand to lose them. He'd traveled for years to become stronger; he wanted to be strong enough to take back his master's possession from the youkai. Yet here he sat among three of them and most likely couldn't defeat a one of them if they meant business. It was only one thought of many that bothered Sanzo, and a good deal of thoughts bothered him. Honestly…just about everything bothered him. He had quite a short temper most of the time, something Gojyo and Goku could say from experience.
"Sanzo?" Hakkai inquired as he glanced over to the brooding priest. He'd learned a while back that Sanzo was prey to his own worries a long time ago and did his best to keep him in his usual grumpy demeanor. "I said we're almost to town. Are we stopping tonight?"
"We gotta Sanzo!" Goku immediately exclaimed from his seat. "I'm starving and I dun wanna camp outside again!"
"I agree with the monkey." Gojyo put in as he boredly looked out at the surrounding scenery. "We need supplies and I want to pick up chicks." Hakkai sighed a bit. Those two were always the same and he bet that their whining was not helping the chances of resting for the night. Whining was among the many things that made Sanzo angry.
An irritated growl escaped the priest as Gojyo and Goku made their demands more than heard. He really wanted to spite them and insist they keep going. However, it had been some time since Sanzo had been able to sleep in a bed and away from the others and the temptation of solitude was too much to bear. He rounded on the two and glared at them, but his response was for once not a shout or beating with his fan.
"Fine. We can get a place to stay tonight, but we leave first thing in the morning. Understand?" Hakkai chuckled slightly at his friend's antics. Sanzo sounded like a right bastard, but he knew the priest really did enjoy their company. At least, he hoped so.
Well, here you go. It's my first attempt at really writing a fic so comments determine whether or not I continue. I hope it wasn't too bad. Constructive criticism is welcomed. If you feel the need to flame me, go ahead. I'm horrible with computers so meh. I know I suck.