"Big Moon" (Edition 2)
Sanzo lay with his back towards Hakkai. Hakkai looked at him, noticing how his back was wrought with tension, and wondered if Sanzo ever relaxed without the aid of drugs and alcohol. As if on cue, Sanzo sat up and swung his legs over the edge of the bed, here he lingered for a moment before reaching into the night stand. Hakkai heard the rustling of capsules and knew that Sanzo was taking some of his mysterious pills, washing them down with a pull of beer.
Hakkai watched as he crossed the room and sat by the window to smoke. The moonlight streamed in illuminating the monk, making him appear fragile. Sanzo, aware that he was being watched, Nevertheless did not look up to greet Hakkai's eyes, knowing that Hakkai disapproved of his reliance on drugs and alcohol, though of course, Hakkai would never do more than smile wanly at him.
The others were sleeping on pallets made up on the Inn's floor. Goku slept on his back with his mouth open, slightly snoring, the heavy sleep of the innocent. Goyjo, was scrunched up, not making a sound, occasionally twitching, indicating he was dreaming about something.
Hakkai watched as Sanzo smoked, fascinated by a man so bend of self destruction. At this very moment Sanzo looked so vulnerable, like the skinny, pale 23 year old he really was, and not the high exhaled Sanzo priest he was supposed to be.
Out of the group, Hakkai came closest to understanding the enigma that Genjo Sanzo was. Both of them had traumatizing pasts that they preferred to keep buried within themselves, not letting others touch, and both could easily kill with a moments notice.
However, Hakkai and Sanzo dealt with their pain very differently, Hakkai hid his behind a false smile, and kept busy by taking care of the others, although he was prone to dark moods when he thought no one was watching. Sanzo, on the other hand, preferred to cut himself off from forming any type of bond with others, refusing to accept any intimate relationships, hating being questioned, and hated being physically close. The only friend he had was his gun.
Sanzo tossed the butt of his smoke out the window, flicking his cold violet eyes in Hakkai's direction, and glared. Hakkai looked away, and felt Sanzo lay down next to him. Hakkai noticed that Sanzo seemed to have finally relaxed; the drugs must have started working. On impulse before Hakkai realized what he was doing, he reached out and tentatively brushed Sanzo lightly with his fingers, but froze as the monk violently reacted, hissing, "What the fuck do you think your doing?"
Hakkai hesitated, "I just thought….." Sanzo turned around and gazed at Hakkai through narrowed eyes, his body rigid. "Everybody needs someone to be their friend Sanzo." "Fuck. Off." Sanzo shrank against the wall, as far away from Hakkai as possible, considering that they were sharing the one and only bed. "Don't touch me again, or I'll fucking…. kill…. you….." The words were slightly slurred. Sanzo closed his eyes, and Hakkai noticed that the banishing gun was firmly in his hand.
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