Hey there everyone! It's been agessssss since I last updated but still. I got a message through Myspace asking that I upload any more chapters so here you go, person-I-don't-know!!!! XD BTW, I wrote this last year and I haven't checked it through so it's probably rubbish as hell, but yeah. Hope you lot enjoy anyways. Thanks for all the reviews so far! Please review this one too xxxxx
CHAPTER THREE: RUN AND BLEED
GOKU'S POINT OF VIEW
"Hal-lo-ween?"
"For Christ's' Sake, Goku! Don't tell me that we have to explain that to you as well?!" Gojyo shouted. Okay, okay, calm down – I was only asking! It's not my fault people use these stupid long words that I don't understand! "How thick are you?!"
"I'm not thick!" I shout back, puffing out my cheeks. Why is he so mean to me?
Gojyo stares at me – God, he can be well scary sometimes! Those crimson eyes really remind me of blood… I shiver at the thought. Okay, think good things, think good things… ummm, I haven't had chocolate cake in a long time… damn it, don't think good things that are off the subject… although, that cake does sound good…
"Well, you're either extremely thick or don't get out much – personally, I prefer the first," Gojyo says, more to himself than me. He likes doing that cos he knows it gets on my nerves – being mean to me is one thing, but being mean and just saying it, is another thing all together!
"Stupid kappa!" I retaliate. I jump up and meet his angry gaze.
"Gay monkey!" He stands up and stares down at me.
"Ultimate annoyance!" Ah, God, I wish I had better come-backs!
"Bottomless pit for a stomach!" He smirks evilly as he narrows his eyes.
"You-you… hey, that's just a statement," I say as I realize. "Everyone says that!" Hang on, slow down a mo – did I just win an insult match with Gojyo? Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God! I did! I did! And I was just about to go off and sulk cos I'd run out of insults – I was so sure I'd loose to him! I can feel my face beaming.
"What? Wait! No-no-I meant to say-" he stutters in realization.
"Yey! I won, I won! In-your-face!" I point and laugh as I dance randomly in front of him. "Whoop!" I dance from foot to foot as I twirl around happily. God this feels good.
"No-no!" Gojyo shouts. He makes a frustrated noise behind me. "Ahh! I'm gonna kill you, you good for nothing!" He suddenly launches himself at me, arms outstretched in my direction.
"Ahhh!" I scream, a little too much like a girl, I'll admit, as I jump to the side quickly.
Thump. He lands sprawled on top of the sofa. He makes another angry sound and scrabbles up. Of course, I'm already running away – I don't wanna be caught by an angry Gojyo with no one around to help me… not that I couldn't look out for myself or nothin… He trips on the head of sofa, tipping it over backwards with him still on it. I stop, stupidly, to stare.
"Fuck!" Gojyo groans. He lifts his head slightly as he massages his red forehead. "God-damn stupid furniture!" I snigger – winning an insult competition and then winning first lap of the chase, is just too much! Unfortunately, he notices. Oh shit! "You think this is funny, monkey?! I could've been knocked out just then because of you shit-for-brains!"
"Yeah, well… at least ya forehead matches the same colour as ya hair!" I shout back. Hey, did I just make an improvised insult? Oh my God! I did! Today loves me… Maybe, because luck's on my side, Kya and Hakkai'll make me noodles and chicken for lunch…? Or maybe some more of that ramen they made last night – I'm sure there are some leftovers still in Kya's fridge…
"Little sod! Your body'll match the colour of my hair, when I get my fuckin' hands on you!"
He scrambles up quickly – where on earth does he get his energy from? God, this is not fair! I'm hungry! I have no energy! He tries to grab my arm as I turn to run away, missing only by an inch – oh shit! I can't believe I'm saying this but, the foods gotta wait!
I leg it to the dining area. Hopefully the table will be enough to keep me safe… Gojyo stops and smirks as he sees me look around wildly for an escape route – shit! Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit! God damn it, why did I have to run to a corner?!
We stand there, staring at each other, one either side of the dining table – he knows he's got me! Suddenly, Gojyo jumps and lands on the table. I take a step back as he tries to grab me. He narrows his eyes angrily as he misses for a second, then third time.
"Come here you little fuckin squirt!"
Realizing I was going to leg it again, he jumps down gracefully, forcing me into the corner of the room. "I'm going to enjoy this…" he mutters dangerously.
"Crapity, crap-crap-crap!" I shout. Help me someone! Where's Sanzo when you need him?! Or Hakkai… or Kya?! Ahhhhhhh! He's going to kill me and I haven't even eaten lunch yet! Oh God, this is unfair!
I watch him, completely frozen to the spot, as his right hand reaches behind him for his notorious shakujou… I hadn't pictured dying by being sliced to pieces by a kappa – too messy for my liking – what am I saying?! Son Goku don't wanna die altogether yet! I squeeze my eyes shut… I picture all my favourite foods and the sun's light beaming down on me…
What is taking him so damn long?! I open my right eye open an inch. He's almost completely turned around, his hand patting up and down his back, searching for his, apparently missing, shakujou… Missing, eh? There is a God!
I reach behind me sneakily and summon my Nyoi-Bo. Okay, slowly now Goku, slowly now… Ha ha! I got it, I got it! I begin to smile: Son Goku's not gonna die today! Whoop!
"What da-?" Gojyo starts, as he looks at my smug face quizzically.
Smack. Right on the head. He wobbles backwards a little, his hand flying to his head. "Ouch! Fuck!" He shakes his head, blinking his eyes, trying to get his senses back – there's no way I'm gonna let him get his senses back to kill me, that's just stupid!
I laugh as he looks me in the eye again. Suddenly, I run at him. His eyes widen as my cudgel starts to extend, into my sansekkon staff. Just as I approach him, I put down one end and I poll-vault up and over the dining table with a cool back flip – if only I had a camera or something! It's amazing! I land on the floor in a crouch. I stand up slowly and face Gojyo from across the table. Smiling smugly, I give a little bow. I am so smart!
"What the-?!" he says, still rubbing his head, trying to work everything out. With my eyes closed happily, I beam at him. "How da hell did you- ahhhh!" He shakes his head and starts staring at me angrily again – his whole face is completely crimson now! "You're seriously baying for blood now! Get back here now!"
Realizing I've made him even angrier, I turn to run – he's right, I am really pushing my luck today! "No thanks, I choose life!" I shout back, taking some good-sized steps backwards as he jumps onto the table-top once more – damn the advantage!
"Fuck you monkey! You little coward!" he yells at me, his fist raised.
I continue taking steps backwards, worried he'd jump down and at me at any moment. Hang on; did he just call me a coward? I'm not a coward… I just don't like the idea of being ripped to shreds by a seriously sharp object, by a mad kappa!
"I'm not a coward," I say, a little too uncertain.
He smirks, his eyes no longer containing that über-dangerous glow, thank God. "Really? Could've fooled me," he replies, one eyebrow raised skeptically. With his arms crossed, he taps his foot on the table rhythmically. "Then come up here and prove it."
I stand there, looking him up and down slowly, sizing up my chances: angry kappa with a hellish temper or me, a poor monkey who hasn't eaten his lunch yet… or that chocolate cake I was thinking about earlier… I won't get the chance to eat if he kills me! Can't let that happen, no way! I gotta live! But, I can't let him win like this and make me look weak and a coward! Sanzo'll probably kick me out of the group if that happened!
"As I thought, a complete chicken…" Gojyo says to no one in particular.
"I'm-not-a-chicken!" Using my Nyoi-Bo, I jump back up onto the table again.
Both yelling wild insults, we charge at each other, my Nyoi-Bo the only thing keeping us from each others' throats. Both of us are gripping hold of my staff like a life line. Growling like wild animals, our faces are literally pressed against each others'. I'm not going to let go or even blink, if that's what it takes for me to win!
There's a clicking sound. We both turn and see a shining gun being pointed straight at us. We instantly forget our quarrel and quest to kill each other… Now we've gotta worry about us surviving Sanzo!
"Shit," we chime.
The beautiful blonde hair of Sanzo shines in the sunlight, which is pouring in through the window behind him – it makes him look kinda angelic… except for the fact he's got a loaded gun pointed at us! God, why is everyone out to get me today?! I'm just a hungry, hungry soul!
He doesn't even look at us. "I was trying to get some peace and quiet." We stare at him carefully, watching and waiting for the first sign that he's gonna shoot at us. "Can't you nimrods go five minutes without TOUCHING EACH OTHER UP?!"
Touching each other up?! Ew, why would I do that?! I'm not gay… I think that's the word used anyway… But yeah, ew, I'd have to be really pressured in a situation to even think about doing that to Gojyo! Damn Gojyo! He started it! But, however much I'm angry at Gojyo, I still can't help but blush a little at Sanzo. Something inside makes me feel guilty and stupid, but still admiration …Could this be anymore embarrassing?!
"…If we go together it'd be safer and we could buy more on your list," Hakkai says, smiling happily, as he walks into the living/dining/kitchen combo with Kya.
"Okay then, that'd be-" Kya trails off as she and Hakkai simultaneously turn and look at me and Gojyo, mid-battle stance on her dining table, with Sanzo pointing a gun at us.
"Crap," I mutter. Just the luck!
"Jesus! Does everyone have to turn up at once?!" Gojyo asks, raising his eyes.
Kya and Hakkai's faces are a picture – I would laugh but there's still a possibility of me being shot! They're expressions are mixtures of confusion and wonder… Just picturing us three makes me wanna laugh… must control self… life depends on it… think about never eating again… ummm, cake!
"I think I'll wait outside…" Hakkai says slowly, backing away from the madness. Don't leave! Hakkai, you always save our skins, well, mine anyway! No, no! Damn, he's gone… I look towards Kya – she's nice and kind, she'll save me… She walks up to the dining table, eyeing us all oddly. Yes, save me… I'll never complain that I'm hungry again… much!
She sighs loudly. "Gojyo, how do I just know you started all this?" she says, looking him straight in the eye. Her eyes twinkle like light reflecting on the sea – it's pretty.
"Me?" he scoffs. "Me? It was the-"
"Not interested," she says, waving her hand at him as she starts to walk away.
"Oh man, you're meant to be the nice one!" Gojyo complains.
"I have my moments." She turns and winks cheekily. A moment pasts – God this is odd! I look towards Sanzo – he doesn't seem like he's gonna lay down the gun anytime soon; Gojyo, when he sees me looking at him, sticks his tongue out at me. Help! "Come on, Goku. You can help me and Hakkai do the shopping." Wha?
Before I started thinking about it – or to see if Sanzo would object – I jump down from the table and run to Kya's side. I really love her right now! Not as much as that chocolate cake I keep thinking about, but close! Kya, with me close to her hip, starts walking away. I'm free!
"That's favouritism! No fair!" Gojyo shouts. "Why can't I come?!"
We watch as he goes to jump off the table, but stops gingerly as Sanzo coughs loudly, reminding him of his predicament. Kya laughs and shakes her head – of course, this must really amusing for her cos we see it on a regular basis. In your face Gojyo! Double embarrassment!
"Two reasons, Gojyo. One, your standing on my table. And two, well, someone needs to be Sanzo's target," she answers coolly. I see Sanzo smirk for a brief moment, but I could've imagined it.
"You do realize what you'll be dealing with, taking Goku along?" Sanzo asks, although to me, it sounds more like a statement. He is so harsh sometimes! They're all so mean to me… except Kya, of course! I smile up at her, which she happily returns.
"I'll wait and see," she smiles. "See everyone later!" With that, she takes me and walks out the front door. I am so glad that's over! Phew! Gutted for Gojyo though – but he did threaten to kill me, so I don't feel that much regret. Ha ha!
As Hakkai checks we've got everything, I listen closely to the door – I can't help it, I just wanna hear what they're saying inside. Plus I wanna hear Gojyo try to beg Sanzo:
"Would you prefer me to shoot you now, or would you prefer to make it interesting, and be a moving target?"
"Uh, is there any other alternative that doesn't involve me dying, Sanzo-chan?"
"How many times do I have to ask you NOT TO CALL ME THAT?!"
Bang. "Ouch! You fuckin grazed my leg, damn it!"
"Hn, next time I'll aim for your head… shouldn't be too hard to miss…"
"Shut up, piece of shit priest!"
"You wanna die, cockroach?!"
…I am so glad I am not in there still – thank you Kya! I cannot believe all this started by me asking about Hal-lo-ween! …I wonder if she'll buy me chocolate cake? Or maybe some grapes, or melons, or something? Ooh, ooh, what about lemons?!
"I love melons, I love grapes, and I love chocolate icing on a cake!" I sing happily. I love it here, outside… although, it feels kinda weird and eerie, you know, no one is out here except like five people – meh, maybe the youkai are really dangerous here? Crazy youkai don't scare me!
"Someone seems oddly happy today," Hakkai states, smiling broadly.
"Maybe it's because he was saved from Sanzo's wrath?" Kya replies. She gives the old woman behind the stall some coins, in exchange for a bag full of food… I wonder what else they've bought.
"Ha, maybe!" he says, offering to hold the brown paper bag. "But Goku's always happy when he's around food, whatever the situation, right Goku?" I turn and nod enthusiastically. I love food, whatever's happening! It's great, I don't understand why people don't enjoy eating – it's the greatest parts of my day!
They're laughing now – I think they get on really, really well! I know Gojyo fancies her, but I'm not sure about Hakkai… it's really hard to tell with him cos he always seems happy and contented, whoever he's with! He's just a nice guy, really. Meh, maybe he does, maybe he doesn't. They'd go well together I think – hey, they could open a restaurant or somethin?! And, because I know them, I'd get FREE MEALS!
Something catches my eye. I swear something or someone just ran across the opening of the street on my left… I walk over, curiousness taking over – hey, I can't help it all right?! It might be another salesperson… who's selling cheap cake…
"Goku, what are you doing?" a voice echoes.
I shake my head. Wha? I turn around to see Kya looking at me, from near the stall. I was only looking down there; I wasn't gonna just walk off or nothin! God, these people really don't think I can take care of myself, do they? They're all so mean.
"That's Cimmera Street – it leads to the Western side of the city," she continues. There's warning in her voice. "I really don't advise going there."
"Right, we've got everything now," Hakkai interjects happily. "Let's get back now before it gets dark." Kya nods and starts walking beside him. "Come on, Goku." They start chatting about food and their different techniques – God, this is making me hungrier than ever! I can't stand much more of this!
"I'm right behind ya guys!" I reply enthusiastically. "I love food, la, la, la-"
As my foot comes down for me to walk after them, something moves again down that street. What on earth is down there?! Ahhh! I wanna know, I wanna know! Hmmm, I look ahead at my two friends – they won't notice me gone for a few minutes…
I stand wearily at the opening, peering down it nosily. Nothing strikes me as odd or shifted recently. Meh, just my imagination-thingy playing up again – you see, I said I was gonna be quick, I only want a little look-see.
Hm, I wonder if I did see anything at-?
"Hey! Hey, wait up!" I call down the street. "I'm not gonna eat you! Stop!"
The tall guy ignores me and keeps running down the street, dust flying everywhere. I'm not that scary, am I? I shake my head. The guy turns his head back, probably seeing if I'm following. Maybe I do turn scary when I don't eat enough…
I start running down the street after him then, suddenly, I'm on the ground. Peh! I got dust in my mouth! I spit and then, as I get up slowly, I turn to see what I tripped on – oh crap, I didn't trip, I was-!
Smack. I'm back on the ground. I tear my eyes open, after the fall, to see three crazy-lookin youkai are standing round me – crap, crap, crap! Gritting my teeth, I flip up and swing my Nyoi-Bo around my head, hitting one square in the jaw and backwards.
"Ha! Thought you'd trick me, eh?" I boast.
They run at me all at once, yelling wildly. My eyes widen as they edge closer – I didn't see that coming! I jump up and over them all, landing close to the opening of Cimmera Street. I turn, only to come close to being sliced by an axe! Where'd that come from?!
"Crap!" I fall down as they swing again, to dodge it – its one big axe, okay?! I swing my foot around and trip one up. As he falls, I swing my Nyoi-Bo at his head. Crack! Eyes rolling, he falls to the ground with a loud 'thump'. "Whoop! I got you!" I look up with a smirk. "Oh shit!" The other two, come at me again. "Da hell?!"
The one with the axe swings madly at me and then, suddenly, slices down. I move back just in time – I could of lost anything just then! As the youkai tries to get the axe out of the ground, I prop myself up on my Nyoi-Bo and kick with all my power. Smack. He flies backwards, hitting into the other one as well, and hits the brick wall of a house.
I turn back to the first one – he hasn't moved since I cracked him round the head with my Nyoi-Bo… maybe I killed him with one hit? Meh, he asked for it! I didn't even do anythin wrong! Everyone is so mean!
There's a groan as the two youkai, at the wall, try to get up. I run as fast as I can and smack them both with my Nyoi-Bo, in the head. I check their pulses – both dead too. Better to hit them now than suffer later, you know. Hey, it's kinda amazing how easy it is to kill with just a hard crack to the head… actually, I don't wanna think about it, I'm still hungry and I don't wanna loose my appetite!
I turn and start making my way back – the guys aren't gonna believe this! I'm so cool! I smile to myself happily. Hey, maybe Kya or Hakkai'll make me that chocolate cake because of this? Ummm, cake….
"Chocolate cake made for me, chocolate sprinkles just for me, cos I killed youkai one, two…" I sing, but trail off. I'm no good with numbers! Not good! Not good! I stop and count on my fingers, muttering the numbers I remembered. "Oh yeah, three!" At least, I hope it's three… it could be twelve or somethin, I dunno!
There's a crack behind me. Gingerly, I turn around… what the hell's gonna happen next?! Oh my God!
My eyes widen as, like, a million youkai meet my eye. They're literally pouring out into the street from around corners and dark shadows. I look up when I hear crumbling noise above me – dear God, they're even appearing on the roofs too! Holy crap!
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" I yell as I turn and start running away – that's way too many for Son Goku to defeat on his own! I think I preferred it when my life was being threatened by an angry kappa and an annoyed Sanzo!
I skid round the corner, almost making me fall over. I don't think, I just keep running forwards and, hopefully, in the same direction as Hakkai and Kya. Oh God I hope I find them! This is not a good day for hungry monkeys, like me!
"…I'm one of five children. I'm the youngest and the only girl– hey, where's Goku?"
"Oh, God, I should've noticed when no one asked for food!"
"Do you think he went down Cimmera Street? Cos if he did, he could be in loads of trouble!"
"Okay, don't panic, I'm sure he's completely fine-"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" I yell as I meet up with them. They turn to look at me coming, my arms waving around madly, but stay still as I run past them both and onwards. They look completely confused – and I would be too, but I can't stop to think, I killed three youkai and now millions of them are after my blood!
"Wait! Goku, what's wrong?!" Hakkai shouts after me.
I turn my head around, as I continue running. "They're after me! They're coming!" They both turn simultaneously to look where I'd just run from… nothing. What?! They were just after me! They were pouring out of that street a minute ago!
"Who's after you?" he asks, really confused now – God I must look like a nutter! I half wish all those youkai had continued running after me now!
I stop and stare down the street. Okay… maybe they gave up or are planning to hit me when I least expect it… I look around myself nervously. Okay, maybe not. Oh my God, maybe they gave up because they were only trying to scare me cos they knew they could never, in a billion years, defeat me! That must be it! I won!
Putting a hand behind my head, I smile innocently. "Oh, it's nothing," I say happily.
Hakkai and Kya both look at each other skeptically, look down the street again and then shrug. Phew, now I can get away with it! They start walking forwards again. No one is down the street, except us of course.
"Can you make me a chocolate cake, when we get back?" I ask Kya sweetly. Hakkai coughs loudly – oops, manners! "Please?" She gives me the 'we'll see look'… damn, that normally means no. Maybe Hakkai will if I ask him later this evening?
Kya looks behind her suddenly. We stop and look at her. Kya says nothing, still as a statue. She slowly pulls out her gun, her finger just off the trigger. "I think I heard something back there." She turns back to us, just as slowly. "Something's there, I don't where though."
Clank. I jump back just in time.
I stare at the damaged floor. A bloodied shruiken, the size of a hand, is half lodged in the ground. God, that was close! It could've easily got my leg just then. Phew. I look up in the direction it'd come. Clank. What da?! I scream as another just misses my face.
"What in bloody hell-?" Kya begins to say, before rudely cut off as she dodges another shruiken, aimed originally at me. "Fuck!"
"Goku, they seem to be aiming for you," Hakkai states, pulling out of the way suddenly. "Want to tell us something after all?" Oh dear… in the words of Gojyo, I've been 'owned'!
"I, um-" I start.
Suddenly, the clan of youkai from before, came flooding into the street, all equip with all kinds of sharp weapons… Crapity, crap, crap! They must be really, really pissed at me now! And I just led them to my friends! I'm so stupid!
"There he is!" the front one shouts, pointing directly at me. Hakkai and Kya both turn and give me an evil look. Damn it all! Now everyone's gonna hate me… "Get him! N' lookie here, he's got some friends too-" Bang. The front youkai falls back abruptly, blood pouring from a bullet directly to the forehead. Kya keeps her gun in the air.
The youkai all look at their fallen comrade and then, simultaneously, start running at us yelling, raising their weapons over their heads. Okay, officially terrified… I'm getting too much like that kappa! Bang. Okay, now's not the time: more fightie!
I jump forward, swirling my freshly appeared Nyoi-Bo. Right into the action I go, I smack into three youkai at once. As they fall back, another comes at me. Luckily I see him coming, so I ram the end of my Nyoi-Bo into his stomach and out the other side of his body, with a loud squelch. I turn, a big grin on my blood-splattered face, but the rest are undeterred. As usual then…
"Die youkai!" Gojyo was right, I do have to get a better war cry… Slice. I yell in pain as sudden shruiken flies right at me and wedges into the top of my arm. "Crap!" I wince as I have to use my damaged arm to knock away two kamikaze youkai, one, I might add, trying to slice my throat with a long knife!
I successfully knock them back. I turn and, biting down on my lip, I grab the side of the shruiken and pull – damn, I'm at a bad angle to do any good. Owwww! God damn it, it hurts! Argh, my hand. My hand is partly sliced open, by trying to get the bloody thing out! I can't get it out – stupid youkai!
There's a laugh behind me. I turn and I take an instinctive step back, but find I'm surrounded by youkai. Before I can swing my Nyoi-Bo, the youkai standing right in front of me, laughing, knocks it out of my hands and grabs the front of my top, pulling me close and off the ground.
"Get ya filthy hands off me!" I shout, struggling as much as possible.
"You're the one with dirty hands," he mutters disgustingly at me. What did I do?! Oh yeah… I killed those three youkai – but, come on, they were luring me down there! "You'll pay with your pathetic life." He reaches to his belt and grabs another shruiken and presses it against my throat. I can feel my warm blood start dripping down my neck. "Mr. Yamamoto's clan will always prevail against humans… and the weak!"
I spit in his face – no one calls me weak! He ignores me and starts laughing as I struggle again, ever tyring to loosen his grip. His presses the shruiken harder against my throat. "I don't care what clan ya in!" I shout. I'm not gonna die looking as terrified as I really am! I'd probably hear Gojyo laughing from my cloud in heaven… if I'm sent to heaven that is… or if it actually exists!
I hear the other youkai behind come closer. Right, I've had enough now… "I'm hungry and I'm cold and I wanna live!" I shout at him as I grip his hands tightly and force my body up, so I can kick him with all my strength. Smack. My plan worked? Cool! The youkai takes me down with him but, before he could even blink, I punch him square between the eyes. I wince as my wounded arm, with the shruiken still deeply lodged in my arm, throbs badly.
I stand up quickly and kick into a female youkai, coming up behind me sneakily. Smack. She flies back into a brick wall of a house. I wanna smile, but my hand well hurts from punching that youkai… oww, I wanna put some ice on it or somethin.
I turn and watch as Kya high kicks a psycho youkai, who was about to jump at Hakkai, round the head with an almighty crack, then turns and shoots another straight at the heart. Hakkai finishes off two more with his chi – my friends are so cool.
"Leave it, he wants us back – we're wasting our time here!" a youkai with a bloodied face – the one I'd punched – shouts to his comrades. What, leaving already?
We turn and watch the surviving youkai – which is a lot I might add – start to leave the area, either by running or by dragging their wounded bodies away. Okay, too weird… they could easily overpower us by numbers if they wanted, but why didn't they? And who in God's name in Mr. Yamamoto anyway?! Stupid, rotten youkai! I half wanna run on after them and kill the lot… but I know that'd just make things worse.
"Door."
"What about it?"
"Someone's at the door."
"I didn't hear anyone."
"Maybe you should cut that mop-for-hair… it seems to be affecting your hearing."
"You wanna go, priest?!" There's a silence – we all can picture Sanzo raising his gun at Gojyo. We raise our tired eyes. "You think you're God with that gun! You stupid fuckin coward-" Bang. "Ahhh!" We hear heavy running and then a slam of a door.
Hakkai waits a moment before knocking again – it's not like we're dying or nothin, so no need to hurry… what is wrong with Hakkai?! I have a shitty shruiken stuck in my arm! We're all bleeding!
The door opens abruptly by a very harassed-lookin Sanzo. Mind you, that's what ya get for staying alone with Gojyo – this is exactly why I don't wanna share a room with him! Ha, but it is funny seeing him like that though! Sanzo's amethyst eyes contract when he sees us standing before him, all bloodied and bruised.
"Cockroach, here-now!" Sanzo shouts. It's hard to tell, but you can hear a slight change in his voice. Gojyo must be more used to it than me, cos he pokes his head around his temporary, bedroom door. He notices us and immediately rushes forwards, as Sanzo lets us all in and, briefly scanning things outside, closes and locks the door behind us.
"What the hell happened?!" Gojyo asks, in a surprised and concerned tone. Hakkai and Kya both look at me, then Sanzo and Gojyo join them. God, they're all looking at me now! I don't like this! No, no, no, no, no! It wasn't my fault… yes, yes it was, but still, it was the youkai! "Monkey, what did you do?" he asks slowly and dangerously.
"Um, I, um-" I start, stuttering terribly. He looks like he's gonna kill me – you know what, I'd rather those psycho youkai kill me randomly, than the kappa! Niyh!
Unexpectedly, Kya comes forward, putting a slightly cut hand on his shoulder. He stops giving me the ultimate death glare and turns to look at her. "Those youkai were waiting for some innocent victims, as usual, down near the stalls. I think Goku was just unlucky to be picked out as their victim for the day." She turns back to me, eyes shining. "This is just an example to how bad things have become round here."
She's just saved my life… I love her so much! But why? I totally brought trouble to her doorstep – I was completely ready for a huge argument and a chase from Gojyo, but no. Meh. Maybe she doesn't want Sanzo and Gojyo to know… God knows why… I look towards Hakkai. He's just… normal too – typical Hakkai; he's probably as bewildered as me!
Everyone's silent for a moment.
"I'm hungry," I moan. Everyone turns to me again, with a surrendering look. What? I am! What is wrong with everyone? Aren't they hungry too? I would've thought Kya and Hakkai would be, after that fight…
"If you're hungry, go get something to eat then!" Sanzo tells me angrily. I'm taken back. I hate it when he tells me off. "Anyone can tell Kya's covering up a stupid mistake you've obviously made, moron!"
He hits me round the back of the head. "Oww!" I shout. "That hurt more than usual!" I rub the back of my head. Does he think I'm stupid too?
"Get cleaned up," he tells everyone, ignoring me. He picks up his newspaper from the coffee table and then turns back. "We'll talk about this later – and I want to know everything." Fine, whatever. Who needs him?!
Smash.
Glass from the window behind Sanzo shatters suddenly. The floor looks like some strange assortment of glass jigsaw pieces. We all instinctively jump to the side, hands over our heads in protection. We all look up. Sanzo's all right. Good.
Bang. We all lay low again, but watch as the bullet flies through the broken window, ricochets off the side of the middle coffee table, and flies past Gojyo's head and embeds itself inside the sofa's arm, literally an inch from his head. His face is a picture! But mine would be too, if a bullet had come that close to hittin' my face!
Suddenly, loads and loads of bullets start being fired through the window and, I can hear, at the door as well. We all move behind the two sofas, as protective barriers, as quickly as we can – God, I'd give anything to be indestructible right now! This is so my fault!
Hakkai looks over the top of the left sofa, opposite me. "I believe there are approximately twenty of them out there," he tells us seriously. Twenty? There were way more than that before! Where are they all? Damn me for being curious n trying to go after that youkai earlier! Damn me, damn me, damn me!
"Twenty'll do me fine," Gojyo says, rubbing his hands together. He stands up as he summons his shakujou. "I'm going out there-" A bullet almost hits him again. After the initial shock wears off, he looks forwards with an angry glare. "Damn youkai! Stop trying to hit me and just hit me!" He jumps over the top of the sofa and runs forwards, yelling insane insults.
There's nothin like a good fightie!
