Diclaimer: I do not own the bishounen, and perhaps I would fanboy about them significantly less if I did.
A/N: I don't know where on earth to go with this. It was just a spew of Saiyuki that I don't know how to evolve, and it isn't at all finished. Any suggestions?
"Sanzo...
The monk reached for his harisan expectantly. If he says he hungry I'm going to say fuck the fan and blast his whiny ass into next week, he thought irritably, before answering aloud to the boy behind him "What do you want now?
"How far is the next town?
It was a legitimate question, so legitimate that it caused the blond to turn partway around in his seat to face the curious kid, suspicion written all over his face. "Wh-" His no nonsense statement was ruined before it left his mouth as the jeep hit a large bump, jarring everyone in their seats. His purple eyes narrowed as he thought about the harisan his hand was clenched around inside of his sleeve, and for a moment he seriously contemplated using it on his good-natured companion, and driver. Then just as fast, the image of the smiling brunette after being whacked one ran through his mind, something he was certain he didn't want to be the one dealing with, and the urge quickly retreated. Instead he returned his attention to the amber-eyed ape in the rear, and he tried again with him, "Why do you care?" Better, he thought, ignoring the chuckles from the seat next to him.
"BecauseÉ ÔCauseÉ" Goku had his eyes on his lap. "I'm not feeling so good.
Sanzo released his hold on the fan, and instead used his now free hands to reach into the glove compartment and procure a package of hi-lights. "Is that all?" he asked lighting a cigarette and turning back toward the front. "Lay down for awhile, and you'll feel better. I'm sure Hakkai will take a look at you when we stop for the night.
"But," the boy paused for a moment then decided the risk was worth continuing, his voice closer to a whine then it had been at first. "I have been laying down. I even tried to go to sleep.
The monk abruptly halted midway through a long drag. Now that it was mentioned, he was aware that it had been awfully quiet all day, with none of the usual noise emanating from the back of the vehicle. He turned in his seat for the second time in the last five minutes, pure curiosity getting the best of him, despite his good sense arguing about getting involved. He ignored the amused look he caught the monocle-donned man to his left wearing, as he surveyed the flat space behind his seat. Little wonder it had been peaceful, Gojyo was sound asleep, and for once he seemed to be staying stationary in the process. One of his arms was sprawled out behind Goku, and for a second the leather-clad monk wondered how long it had been there. Appalled, he flipped his focus on the sleeping kappa. Baka, he thought, He really is a stupid cockroach, falling sound asleep during the day. If something were to happen he'd be as good as dead.