An: Sorry this is so short! next chapter should be longer. Just wanted to get something up because I felt bad.


There were pamphlets on his bed. Lots of them. At least ten. They were spread out carefully in a fan across his pillow as to make sure that the occupant noticed them. They had rainbows, and purple triangles, and awful pictures of smiling teens that looked right of a nineties sitcom.

Sanzo doubted they came with the room, and if they did they were leaving immediately. They were not spending the night in a town that left brochures like "Gay: It's okay!" on the bedspread. He frowned and snatched the brochures before crumpling them and depositing them where they belonged, in the garbage can.

Sanzo lowered himself to the bed and dug into his robes for the novel he kept hidden among the make folds of his priestly vestments. Okay, so many would not consider "The Moon, The Magician, and the Maiden" to be a novel per say, but they could cram it up there asses.

"The Gay 'Disease': 5 Myths (and truths) About Homosexuality"

Aww… this one had two young teen boys cuddling on the cover.

Sanzo was going to kill Goku the next time he saw him. He sighed and reached for a cigarette.

"No, no, no, no, no!"

"Rainbow Pride: Adjusting and Accepting Your Gay Child"

Sanzo desperately reached for his gun and sighed in relief when he felt the familier cool metal on his hand. Of course Goku wouldn't take his gun. He didn't want to get the priest killed.

Goku just wanted to make him kill himself instead.

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Sanzo is so the kind of person to read bad romance novels. I made up all the pamphlet titles and "The moon, the Magician, and the Maiden." and hereby claim copyright to those titles.