Meatbuns, Goku decided, were highly overrated. He chewed carefully. These… whatever-they-weres were far superior by far. He bit the sticky gooey ball in half.

"Umm." Goku purred with happiness. He popped the other half of his sticky treat in his mouth. He would have to go back for more tomorrow before they left.

He was about to lick the remaining honey off his fingers when he suddenly found himself flung bodily into a door.

"Did they touch you?!"

Goku looked up to find the maddest Sanzo he had ever seen. His eyes were livid, his nostrils flared. It was enough to distract him from the bruise that was blossoming across his lower back from the doorknob now firmly wedged there.

"Men! Not girls, MEN!" Sanzo's whole body was shaking. He didn't even seem to realize he was saying any of this out loud. "Gods, one looking for two, those filthy pervs!" Sanzo tightened his hold on Goku's arms.

"Did they touch you!"

"Wha…"

Sanzo cut him off. "Gods, filthy bastards." Sanzo's rant deteriorated into incoherent growls, but the shaking continued.

Goyjo. Goyjo told Hakkai, and Sanzo found out. Great. At least Sanzo was talking to him again.

"Should have realized. I'll kill them."

And now Sanzo was afraid he had been molested. Perfect.

"Can't believe I didn't."

"Sanzo!"

Goku had to repeat the monk's name several times to get his attention.

Sanzo looked at him and Goku recognized the faint emotion hidden under the anger. Fear, fear that he had failed his charge.

"Sanzo, none of the monks ever touched me."

Relief flooded Sanzo's face, then doubt. "Gunaketu? Manjusri?"

"No!" What the hell? He liked Gunaketu and Manjusri, they would never hurt a fly! "Hema was the one to talk to me, but nothing else."

Sanzo's eyebrow's crinkled. "But then… why?"

Goku wanted to throw up. He wanted to cry. This couldn't be happening to him.

"Just because I'm gay doesn't mean I was molested! It's not some weird com…" Goku was crying. "Com… com…" Goku tried to take a breath. "I just am! okay? I don't n...know if it's genetic or what, but... it's not some dis...ease you get from being..."He choked. "mo... molested." Goku ripped his arm free from Sanzo's grasp to rub furiously at his eyes. He tried to steady his voice. "There is nothing wrong with me."

Goku wished he didn't sound like he was trying to convince himself instead of Sanzo, whose face had slowly schooled it's way back into it's usual mask.

Goku swallowed again and looked straight into those violet eyes.

"There is nothing wrong with me."

Tada? Well that didn't go anywhere near where I ment it to...I ment for this to be a funny chapter, but aparently it had other ideas. Sorry. There has been foreshadowing to this though, so I am not suprised.

In case you haven't noticed, this story has taken a very different and abrupt turn. So since I want the others to be able to stand alone this is going to continue in another fic called Dark Revolusions that will contain all the earlier chapters and the continuation from here on out. I have to warn you though a) it will not be crack b) I have no idea where this is going. As you may have noticed from my other stories I don't usually write long stories. Espicially without alot of preplaning.

Also, there really are sad people like Sanzo who seem to think that homosexuality is caused by being molested or not having a loving father and the gays are child molesters as well. It's kinda discusting and sad.

And the food Goku was eating in the begining of this is some greek food I had once. It's a ball with sesame seeds and caramized ham and nuts all rolled in molasses and honey. They are rediculiously sweet,much to sweet for me, but it seemed like something Goku would love.

My sunburn both hurts and itches. I am sad.