Author's Notes: Finally edited everything, so the grammar should improve after this point. Of course, I got three hours of sleep last night, so it could be just as terrible as before.
(yawns at) I need more tea.
4
Somehow they managed to fight one another to the kitchen table and tumbled into their chairs. I took a seat between them, driven by my own curiosity. I had to get to Sanzo's place, he was expecting me for lunch, but I wanted to know if this youkai was just a punk and all right to leave alone with Gojyo, or a real danger. He didn't wear a limiter, and if Gojyo was under the impression that Banri was still a friend, he wasn't going to fight back.
As the minutes passed, as they chatted about what the newcomer had been up to, I was beginning to come to the conclusion that there was nothing to worry about. He spoke like an idiot. I picked up a place in the conversation and spoke up, ready to prove my suspicions.
"So is that why you left town?"
"Huh? Uh, not really – I fly the coop a lot." He looked guilty, then suspicious. Perhaps not such an idiot after all. "What was your name again?"
"Sorry. This's Hakkai," Gojyo pitched in. "Shit happened and he's here now." Trust him to be so eloquent. Banri peered at me, a knowing smirk almost on his face, looking like a jealous lover. Perhaps he was a jealous lover. It made me wish I'd fucked Gojyo, so he'd really have something to be angry about.
"Oh yeah? Hell, Gojyo – I leave for a year and you switch teams." I turned away, bored now. They were saying nothing intelligent and proved to be no real danger. I got the sense that Banri wanted me to leave, I was fine with that. I had places to be and this was getting to be uncomfortable.
"A lot happened while you were gone."
"If you were lonely, just say so. Hmm?" Gods, Banri was a prick. No wonder Gojyo liked him.
"Get bent. This place was a lot quieter without you mouthin' off."
"Look at the time. I should get going," I murmured, pretending that the kitchen clock was shockingly late. It was, but there was no real surprise in my voice. I got up and slipped on my shoes, grabbing a coat and heading out.
"You off to Sanzo's place?" Gojyo called after me.
"Yes. I'm sorry, Mr. Banri. You'll have to excuse me." It took everything in me not to run to Sanzo's, even when I heard Banri's voice come after me, muttering. It was a cruel voice.
"'You'll have to excuse me'? Man, he's all proper."
I always did hate punks.
Fin Chapter 4
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To My Readers:
x-aiden-x: I'd alter the length of the chapters, but I pre-wrote everything before I'd posted the first chapter. Sorry, but the lengths are set as fairly short for just that reason. Glad you like it enough to ask, though, please keep reading.
Rori Barton: You've only been reading my fics forever, Rori, of course you get a 'darling'. (pats head) Silly thing. And yes, last chapter was a tease. But I've edited now, and there's a little more emotion than the original writing, so there should be some really good Banri-hatin' soon. I hope you keep enjoying this fic.