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Drowning Pool

Chapter 3: Worry

Goyjo paced the halls of the inn, worrying about Sanzo and his injuries. He couldn't believe that someone got to blond haired priest. It was unheard of and hard to swallow. For some odd reason he blamed himself. Goyjo thought that if he had stayed behind to look after Sazo none of this would have ever happened. But really he knew it was a silly thing to be blaming himself. Like the foul mouthed blond would want him of all people to watch over him.

The kappa stopped his incessant thoughts, when he heard a door open. It was Hakkai, he wore a solemn look on his face. Hakkai and Goku had been taking care of Sanzo's wounds together. Goyjo was sent to fetch things and fix back up the room they were renting. The demons had tore it up pretty bad. After he got done with the cleaning, Goyjo wanted to wait outside. He didn't like seeing Sanzo in that type of condition. Broken and fragile. Of course if Sanzo was conscious and could read his mind, there would be a bullet in his head just for thinking that.

"How is he Kai?" Goyjo asked looking at Hakkai.

"Ah, he seems to be stable. His fevers gone down some. I don't know when he'll wake though. Possibly in a few hours or a couple days." Goyjo nodded his head at the information.

"How's the monkey taking all of this?"

"Goku has been really attentive to Sanzo. He has barley said a word, he just sits there keeping a watchful eye on him." Hakkai said before opening up his mouth and letting a yawn escape. "Oh excuse me Goyjo for that, that was rude." Goyjo just gave him a small smile.

"No Hakkai it's fine. Lets go lay down, it's getting really late." Goyjo murmured. Not missing a beat Hakkai protested.

"But what about Goku and aren't you hungry? I need to cook and-" Goyjo held up a hand cutting him off.

"No. We're heading to bed. We don't need you getting sick too, because you insist on tiring your self out. Besides I don't think any of us could stomach any food right now. Don't worry about Goku. He's a big boy now and you've taught him well about healing, medicines and all that jazz. Goku can take care of himself and Sanzo." Hakkai looked like he wanted to say more, but before he could Goyjo grabbed him by his wrist and pulled him towards the room they would be sharing together. Hakkai saw that there was no point ad arguing any longer and followed his friend obediently.

Goku sat in a chair next to Sanzo's bed. Sanzo was unhealthily pale, even with the slight flush on his forehead from the fever. His breaths were coming out evenly, and his chest held a steady rise. Sanzo's ribs were bandaged securely so they could mend themselves properly. The only solace that Goku could take in this, is that at least Sanzo's injuries weren't to extensive.

Still that didn't lessen the storming rage going inside body and mind. He wanted to rip the demons apart limb from limb who had a audacity to hurt his Sanzo, to touch his Sanzo in such a terrible and filthy way. They deserved death. A slow and painful extermination like the filthy vermin they were. If Goku had his way, they would be choking on their own blood and bile right now.

But Goku, had decided that their deaths would be put on hold for the moment. Just until Sanzo was healed and all better. Then he would go in for the kill. He would allow the demons that did this, to think they had got away with this…atrocity. The vermin wouldn't see their death coming until it was too late.

Goku reached out and placed his hand on Sanzo's head, gently caressing him there. It hurt him so much to see his dear friend in this condition. It wasn't fair. Sanzo had been through and overcame so much in his life. Yeah Sanzo didn't have the best personality. He was an acquired taste. But they all knew the priest wasn't all that bad when you got to know him. You just needed to patient with him and the blond would let in. Even if it was just a tiny bit, it would be worth it in the end.

There was a primal urge, an instinct racing through Goku. An instinct to protect an defend him. Goku didn't fully understand where all these primal feeling were coming from. Nor did he care to find out. These feelings were far too unfamiliar and foreign to him. He didn't like them one bit.

"What's wrong young one?" A rough gravelly voice asked from inside Goku.

That voice had become far too familiar over the past couple of months. It started coming about after Sanzo left seemingly with Hazel. The voice kept telling him to go after Sanzo and to not just let him walk away. At first the voice had scared him. He didn't know where it came from, Goku had thought he was going crazy. But soon he realized that the voice was him but not really. It was the more animalistic side of him. The diadem on his head was there to keep that side of him under wraps.

The diadem kept that side of him so suppressed, to the point they spilt. But Goku hadn't told his friends about this. He didn't want them to know, because he knew they would worry. Goku always feared his team mates would get ride of him. That side of him had gotten free one too many times for his taste. Poor Goku never wanted to be locked away again, or have his blood on his friends hands. So he would do everything and anything he needed to do to prevent both of those scenarios.

"Nothings wrong." Goku stated quickly.

"Don't lie to me!" The voice snapped at him. "If it was nothing, I wouldn't feel the worry going through the body we share." Goku sighed before responding.

"Look I'm only worried about Sanzo, that's all."

"Why? You know he'll come around soon." Goku chose not to respond. He could feel the beast with in him smirk. "You do not understand your feeling for this man do you?" The voice asked mockingly.

"I understand how I feel perfectly well! He's like a father to me." Goku was quick to defend himself. The voice knew he had struck a cord inside Goku.

"If you know that's how you feel, then way are you questioning your feeling for him boy?" Once again Goku didn't answer. "Such a stupid innocent boy you are. But do not worry all shall be revealed in due time for you and…. Konzen." Goku felt the voice reseed but into the recesses of his mind, which he was thankful for.

Goku checked over Sanzo once more, ensuring himself that the priest was still doing okay. Getting up and stretching he walked over to his own bed to lay down. The brunet got himself settled under the covers, he cast one last glance at Sanzo, before turning over to the other side facing the wall. Not soon enough for Goku sleep overtook him, but even then he fell into a restless slumber. Somewhere inside him, he knew that soon his life would go to hell.