Just 21 Days

If you enjoyed my story "A month in the life of Son Goku", then you'll enjoy this story. This story is simply 21 diary entries by Sanzo and Goku. This is not a sequal or anything like that, it is a stand alone story. I plan to write more to "A month in the life of Son Goku", but I wrote this a long time ago and thought that I should type it up. I think RinRin is writing the entries for Gojyo and Hakkai. I don't know how long it'll take for her to finish it though.

Sanzo, Entry 1

Damn you Hakkai! Why the hell did you suggest this? This is so stupid. Great. I'm done. That's it, no more.

Sanzo, Entry 2

Fuck. Hakkai said that I have to record my feelings… What I feel and shit like that. I'm no good at this shit.

Ok, ok, serious….

Damn it Hakkai, you asshole. Why the hell did you make me do this? I'm not depressed, and so what if I don't share my feelings.

Here's one feeling for you, my foot up your ass!

Sanzo, entry 3

….

That damn saru ate all my food. I will kill him… ah who the hell am I kidding? I think he knows that I won't kill him, although….

Maybe I should threaten him less. I should be nicer to him…. Damn it. Hwy the hell is he so unsure of himself? I still remember his words…

"If I'd'a known it was going to be like this when I got out, I would've asked you to leave me there!"

Damn it. Have I really been that much of a bastard that he would prefer to be in isolation and away from the sun that be with me?

"What am I to you?"

Why the fuck couldn't I tell him? What's so hard about saying it outloud, why can't I force the words out of my mouth? Why can't I say… "I love you?" Is it because I've never loved anyone before? Or am I afraid?

Fuck this. I'm not writing anymore. Papers too wet. Damn you Hakkai, are you happy? You made my eyes water.

No more.

Sanzo, entry 4

I really don't want to admit this, but writing that last netry felt good. Shit Hakkai was right, I do feel better.

That damn saru caught me crying. He spent an hour trying to figure out what was bothering me. I was only crying for five minutes. I ended up hitting him with my fan until he left. Just before he did so, he told me something.

"You know… you talk when you write." He left the room. Closing the door before I could respond.

What the hell did that mean?