Disclaimer: Gensomaden Saiyuki belongs to Kazuya Minekura. Not mine, please don't sue. *huggles Hakuryu plushie*

A/N: It's short. I know. I submitted this for some writing program which I didn't get into. Mweh. Anyway, it's in Gojyo's POV, and for those of you who know Saiyuki back to front should know what I'm writing about here. ^^ R&R please!

Summary: Young Gojyo reflects. Written in Gojyo's POV.

Beating

Gensomaden Saiyuki fanfiction by Toraneko

No... please... stop...

No matter how many times I cry out, she won't listen. She never listens. She doesn't care about me.

The ruler hits me again, and snaps into two. My skin tingles from where it hit me, turning red and sore already. I tried not to rub it; if I did she'd start hitting me again.

She screams in agony, and is dragged out by my brother. He glances back at me, worried. I shake my head, telling him that I'm alright.

As soon as they are out of the house, the tears start again. They flow down as I hugged my knees.

I did not want to cry. I was strong. But I cried anyway. Because, deep down inside, I was weak. I did not want to accept that. She hit me every time she saw me. I was a jinx to her. I often wondered whether it hurt her. I hated her. She never listened to my cries.

The tears come faster now, and my legs were sore again.

I wished brother was here. He always made me feel better. And it was always him who stopped her from killing me. I was grateful to him for that.

Many times I thought, it would be all right if I wasn't around anymore. That way, brother wouldn't have to stop her from killing me every time she saw me, and mother would be much happier. I wanted to die every time I saw her. I knew she would kill me some day. It was only a matter of time. I wanted to kill myself.

I rubbed my eyes for the last time, and slunk back to the tiny room that I called my own. I certainly didn't want ti be around the next time she goes on a warpath.