Disclaimer's note: I do not own any Saiyuki characters. They
rightly belong to Minekura sama. . . . [Gee. . . damnit]
AarrgghhHhhhh!!! Unfair!
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CHAPTER 3 : NEFARIOUS WRATH
Sanzo stared at his shoulder and noticed that Misty had rested her head upon it. Must be tired, thought Sanzo. The moonlight shone on her fair face and Sanzo saw that though her face looked serene and at peace, he couldn't help but notice that a tiredness and uneasiness was there too. He slowly drew out a hand to push her hair back that fell on her face but stopped.
He clenched his teeth, drew back his hand and gave a small frustrated sigh. He turned away and took a deep breath.
Damn it! What's wrong with me? thought Sanzo, scolding himself.
As he sat there being all frustrated, he suddenly felt like he was alone. He frowned. Too alone, it seemed. He felt Misty's palm that hung limply on her lap.
It was icy cold.
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"Hakkai, why hasn't Sanzo come out from her room yet? It has been days he has been in there, I think," exaggerated Goku, feeling a bit left out.
Gojyo who was leaning against the bed took a long draught from his tankard and wiped his mouth. He grinned.
"He must be having some quality time with his . . . 'ahem' . . .old girlfriend," scoffed Gojyo sarcastically.
"Huh? What do you mean?" asked Goku, baffled.
Gojyo shook his head and playfully smacked Goku's head.
"You're too childish, saru. You wouldn't understand," mocked Gojyo.
"I am not childish!"
"Yes you are, baka saru!"
"No, I'm not!
"Shut up, you brain-stomach stupid monkey!!"
"You can't tell me when to shut up, anata ero kappa!!"
"What did you just say, saru??!!"
Goku and Gojyo start hitting each other, calling each other all sorts of pathetic names, which I won't write down just to annoy each other. But they suddenly stopped when Sanzo abruptly walked into the room. Seeing the terrible look on his face, they knew better than to keep on bickering.
Sanzo said nothing but took off his yellow robe/kanasa where his sutra hung from to reveal a firm and muscled body covered in a sleeveless tight fitting black turtleneck. He walked to the windows and opened it. The cool wind of the night blew in. he stayed there without moving for a few hours looking out until Goku and Gojyo finally fell asleep. Hakkai turned to him.
"Sanzo. You have to rest. You have been awake for 2 whole days straight. Ever since you brought her in, the high fever that she has caught has not gone down and neither has the wound fully healed yet," said Hakkai looking at Sanzo.
"Time.time is not on her side for now," said Sanzo muttering but loud enough for Hakkai to hear.
"Time? What do you mean?" asked Hakkai. When Sanzo did not answer, he continued, "I have never seen you like this, Sanzo. It is obvious that she means a lot to you.somehow. But you have never even once mentioned about her before. I have never seen you care for something or someone this much."
"She.she is an old friend," said Sanzo after some time.
Giving up, Hakkai finally went to bed, leaving Sanzo to his own thoughts.
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"Yuck! Disgusting! This is the worst food I have ever tasted! Who taught you how to cook? Your dog?" cried Misty sarcastically, sticking out her tongue in disgust as though she had just licked a slug.
"How dare you?!" roared Genjo, a vein throbbing on his temple.
"Have you not any cooking skills? And what is this-?" asked Misty, frowning into her soup which was a funny greenish brownish color.
"EwwWw!! There's a cockroach in my soup! Is this your idea of healing me?" shouted Misty, glaring at Sanzo who was staring at the insect, which was desperately trying to get out of the large bowl (or maybe out of Genjo's yucky soup).
"Darn! I swear it wasn't there1 it must have dropped in when I wasn't looking," said Genjo, trying to pick it out.
Misty gave a cry of disgust and threw the bowl across the room. She shoved her tray of food towards Genjo and glowered at him.
Standing up, Genjo pointed his finger at her and in a voice through clenched teeth said, "Hey! Be more polite to me, you ungrateful piece of helpless brat! Anymore complaints and you can leave!"
"I won't leave but you can!" dared Misty, her eyes locked in wrath in Genjo's eyes. Genjo did not say anything but they gave each other death stares; eyes throwing daggers, hands clenched, grinding their teeth and their eyes slitted. They glared and glowered; war was in their eyes.
[They fight over the smallest thing!]
But soon they gave up and each turned away. They continued to be friends but only in a doctor-patient manner but other than that, they gave each other the cold shoulder. Misty no longer ate Genjo's homemade food or the monastery's food but had her food catered from a few restaurants that were in the village.
After a few days in Genjo's house which was situated near the monastery. . .
"I cannot believe I am still stuck here with that corrupted monk. He's so mean, his cooking sucks and he's always frowning nowadays," said Misty, staring at her food where she kept stirring the contents round and round with her fork. It was the 13th day she was there. Another day and the poison would have already left her body, as what the other monks have said.
But he saved and healed you remember? He may not act like a human but he does have some humanity in him, said Misty's conscience. Misty scooped up her food and splattered it back onto her plate until it looked like mashed food.
Genjo who was passing by Misty's room heard all she said and scowled. "That bossy brat! It's not like I want her here too. Staying in this village for a year to strengthen my mental and physical abilities before I leave with the rest (he already knew of his mission to the West ) was too boring. I was about to leave but I found her and I had to help her as too not disappoint my elders," scoffed Genjo. "But by tomorrow, she will be perfectly fine and she would be heading for home then," he continued, happy of the thought. He stuck his tongue out at her door before walking away.
[This may sound really dumb but never mind; let's just say that Sanzo already knew of his mission]
The next day. . .
Genjo walked out of his house and suddenly took notice of Misty who was sitting on the cool green grass near the pond, which had golden carps in it. She was only wearing a pair of black drawstring pants and a white shirt and sat in a meditating sort of way. She heard nothing until Genjo suddenly said, "You are up early today. You are in good health now, I suppose." She jumped in surprise and turned to him.
"Ah, Genjo. Hai. I am going back to my father's home."
"You have another letter. Here it is," said Genjo, giving Misty the envelope. She took it from his outstretched hand and read it.
She gave out a frustrated sigh and folded the letter.
"I cannot go back home. Takeshi says father is in a foul mood ever since he recovered from his illness and my coming home will only make matters wore. It means I have to-"
Misty looked at Genjo and both their faces crumpled in disappointment thinking that they still had to be together. "Damn!" thought Genjo.
Misty turned away and rolled her eyes in frustration. She then stood up and went into the house. She soon came out in the attire she was found in; a black toga top, blue flared pants, leather walking boots and a dark blue cloak bearing the emblem of a gem; a light blue stone in which inside was set a bright star that glowed. Genjo turned to look at her. "Where are you going?" he asked.
"I guess this is the last we meet, Genjo. Arigato gosaimasu for your hospitality and kindness. I do hope to see you again, though. But anyway, I'll be going to the next village to stay there for a while. Maybe for a few months and then I will head for home," said Misty, smiling in a sad way. Sanzo locked his dark violet eyes into her dark eyes but he suddenly snapped out and gave her a wry smile.
"I know resting under the same roof with me was torture but once you leave, everything will be perfectly fine. Sayonara then," said Genjo. They stared at each other neither moving and the East wind blew through their hair, giving a sweet nature smell. Misty put her sword back in its sheath that was slung over her back. She gave him a small smile and walked out towards the main road.
And that was the last time Genjo ever saw her.
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Or so he thought.
A few nights later while walking in the forest to smoke and rest his mind, Genjo saw some demons attacking a young girl.
Who turned out to be Misty.
His exorcist gun was out and ready but it looked like she would be just fine on her own. Leaning against a tree, exhaling out smoke from his nostrils, he watched Misty handling the demons. Her sword skills were brilliant and soon she had finished them off. Giving out a small 'tsk', she re-sheathed her sword and started to walk away.
"I'm impressed," said Genjo suddenly, hidden in the dark shadows of the trees. Misty stopped in her tracks and turned around. She finally spotted him with the help of the moon's soft rays.
"What are you doing here?" demanded Misty. "It was too stuffy to smoke in the house so I came out here. I didn't know you could handle a sword. And pretty well too," said Genjo, now walking out of the gloom towards Misty. He took out another cigarette and lit it.
"You smoke too much. With at least 2 boxes a day, I'm surprised you can even walk this far," said Misty sarcastically.
Genjo rolled his eyes and said, "I'll kill you someday."
Suddenly Genjo turned around and aimed his spirit-ascending gun towards a tree but Misty lowered his gun.
"It's my brother, Takeshi," said Misty. Beckoning towards the shadow she said, "Come, brother! This is Genjo. Genjo Sanzo."
The rustling of leaves and twigs being broken and snapped in two were heard. Suddenly a figure appeared. Standing in front of them, the moonlight shone on his face and Genjo could see that he was a young man with a fair face. He wore the same cloak as Misty that had the token of the Gem and the only difference was that his cloak was black in color. His sword hung from his belt and it seemed to shine in the darkness.
Takeshi hugged Misty and held out his hand to Genjo. Genjo looked at his hand but did not shake it. Takeshi looked down at his hands and smiled apologetically and said, " Ah, sumimasen! My hands are dirty, I forgot. I was picking up plants and the soil seemed to have dirtied my hands. I have to wash my hands. Do you have a well nearby or a water faucet nearby?"
Genjo raised his eyebrow but finally said, "Come to my house then." Genjo lit another cigarette and led the way to his house, the whole time quiet while Takeshi and Misty chatted away happily behind.
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At Sanzo's house. . .
Seeing that Genjo was the only resident there, Takeshi thanked Genjo. After he washed his hands, Takeshi went out into the garden where many peach trees and bamboo were planted to talk to Genjo who was busy smoking. What a weird monk! He smokes, thought Takeshi.
"So this it the healer, Genjo, whom I've heard so much about! I would like to thank you for helping and healing my sister. She has had a very bad time back at home," said Takeshi.
"Hai, I have heard. Why is she still in this town? She said she would be in the next village," asked Sanzo.
"Oh, I found her in this town so we decided to stay for a little while longer to get more provisions before we went on our way back home," answered Takeshi.
"Tell me this. Why did Misty run away? She would not tell," said Sanzo. Takeshi looked at him in puzzlement.
"Ran away? What are you talking about? My sister did not run away. She was forced to leave," said Takeshi, smiling sadly.
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Author's note: This is a pretty long chapter! So, yes, I have already added a new character, Takeshi, who is Misty's brother! More of his history shall be known, as also about the Hoseki family's history. I am quite sorry to say that Goku really isn't on my favorite type of characters in this Saiyuki series so gomen nasai if I hardly include him in my story though I will try my best to include him in. My conscience always seems to leave him out so whenever I write my stories, he will be like . . . "Damn you, Avari!! How come I'm ALWAYS left out?!"
Avari: Gomen nasai! Gomen nasai! Gomen nasai! (Bows head apologetically millions of times)
*Goku stalks off somewhere to sulk*
Readers: (Points at the author accusingly) Your fault! Your fault! Your fault! Da da da da da!
Avari: AarrgghhHhh!! (Runs away to hide in the darkness and to continue writing her fanfic)
P/S: In the 2nd chapter, Misty has a dagger that appears at her own will. This idea popped up suddenly in my head when I was thinking of the animation 'Ayashi no Ceres', where Toya (Aya's husband-now) actually has a jeweled dagger which appears at his own will. [So sorry to have copied this idea - to all Ayashi fans]
I hope you liked this chapter- I put in quite an effort into this one! Please do review this chapter!
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CHAPTER 3 : NEFARIOUS WRATH
Sanzo stared at his shoulder and noticed that Misty had rested her head upon it. Must be tired, thought Sanzo. The moonlight shone on her fair face and Sanzo saw that though her face looked serene and at peace, he couldn't help but notice that a tiredness and uneasiness was there too. He slowly drew out a hand to push her hair back that fell on her face but stopped.
He clenched his teeth, drew back his hand and gave a small frustrated sigh. He turned away and took a deep breath.
Damn it! What's wrong with me? thought Sanzo, scolding himself.
As he sat there being all frustrated, he suddenly felt like he was alone. He frowned. Too alone, it seemed. He felt Misty's palm that hung limply on her lap.
It was icy cold.
* * * * * * * *
"Hakkai, why hasn't Sanzo come out from her room yet? It has been days he has been in there, I think," exaggerated Goku, feeling a bit left out.
Gojyo who was leaning against the bed took a long draught from his tankard and wiped his mouth. He grinned.
"He must be having some quality time with his . . . 'ahem' . . .old girlfriend," scoffed Gojyo sarcastically.
"Huh? What do you mean?" asked Goku, baffled.
Gojyo shook his head and playfully smacked Goku's head.
"You're too childish, saru. You wouldn't understand," mocked Gojyo.
"I am not childish!"
"Yes you are, baka saru!"
"No, I'm not!
"Shut up, you brain-stomach stupid monkey!!"
"You can't tell me when to shut up, anata ero kappa!!"
"What did you just say, saru??!!"
Goku and Gojyo start hitting each other, calling each other all sorts of pathetic names, which I won't write down just to annoy each other. But they suddenly stopped when Sanzo abruptly walked into the room. Seeing the terrible look on his face, they knew better than to keep on bickering.
Sanzo said nothing but took off his yellow robe/kanasa where his sutra hung from to reveal a firm and muscled body covered in a sleeveless tight fitting black turtleneck. He walked to the windows and opened it. The cool wind of the night blew in. he stayed there without moving for a few hours looking out until Goku and Gojyo finally fell asleep. Hakkai turned to him.
"Sanzo. You have to rest. You have been awake for 2 whole days straight. Ever since you brought her in, the high fever that she has caught has not gone down and neither has the wound fully healed yet," said Hakkai looking at Sanzo.
"Time.time is not on her side for now," said Sanzo muttering but loud enough for Hakkai to hear.
"Time? What do you mean?" asked Hakkai. When Sanzo did not answer, he continued, "I have never seen you like this, Sanzo. It is obvious that she means a lot to you.somehow. But you have never even once mentioned about her before. I have never seen you care for something or someone this much."
"She.she is an old friend," said Sanzo after some time.
Giving up, Hakkai finally went to bed, leaving Sanzo to his own thoughts.
* * * * * * * *
"Yuck! Disgusting! This is the worst food I have ever tasted! Who taught you how to cook? Your dog?" cried Misty sarcastically, sticking out her tongue in disgust as though she had just licked a slug.
"How dare you?!" roared Genjo, a vein throbbing on his temple.
"Have you not any cooking skills? And what is this-?" asked Misty, frowning into her soup which was a funny greenish brownish color.
"EwwWw!! There's a cockroach in my soup! Is this your idea of healing me?" shouted Misty, glaring at Sanzo who was staring at the insect, which was desperately trying to get out of the large bowl (or maybe out of Genjo's yucky soup).
"Darn! I swear it wasn't there1 it must have dropped in when I wasn't looking," said Genjo, trying to pick it out.
Misty gave a cry of disgust and threw the bowl across the room. She shoved her tray of food towards Genjo and glowered at him.
Standing up, Genjo pointed his finger at her and in a voice through clenched teeth said, "Hey! Be more polite to me, you ungrateful piece of helpless brat! Anymore complaints and you can leave!"
"I won't leave but you can!" dared Misty, her eyes locked in wrath in Genjo's eyes. Genjo did not say anything but they gave each other death stares; eyes throwing daggers, hands clenched, grinding their teeth and their eyes slitted. They glared and glowered; war was in their eyes.
[They fight over the smallest thing!]
But soon they gave up and each turned away. They continued to be friends but only in a doctor-patient manner but other than that, they gave each other the cold shoulder. Misty no longer ate Genjo's homemade food or the monastery's food but had her food catered from a few restaurants that were in the village.
After a few days in Genjo's house which was situated near the monastery. . .
"I cannot believe I am still stuck here with that corrupted monk. He's so mean, his cooking sucks and he's always frowning nowadays," said Misty, staring at her food where she kept stirring the contents round and round with her fork. It was the 13th day she was there. Another day and the poison would have already left her body, as what the other monks have said.
But he saved and healed you remember? He may not act like a human but he does have some humanity in him, said Misty's conscience. Misty scooped up her food and splattered it back onto her plate until it looked like mashed food.
Genjo who was passing by Misty's room heard all she said and scowled. "That bossy brat! It's not like I want her here too. Staying in this village for a year to strengthen my mental and physical abilities before I leave with the rest (he already knew of his mission to the West ) was too boring. I was about to leave but I found her and I had to help her as too not disappoint my elders," scoffed Genjo. "But by tomorrow, she will be perfectly fine and she would be heading for home then," he continued, happy of the thought. He stuck his tongue out at her door before walking away.
[This may sound really dumb but never mind; let's just say that Sanzo already knew of his mission]
The next day. . .
Genjo walked out of his house and suddenly took notice of Misty who was sitting on the cool green grass near the pond, which had golden carps in it. She was only wearing a pair of black drawstring pants and a white shirt and sat in a meditating sort of way. She heard nothing until Genjo suddenly said, "You are up early today. You are in good health now, I suppose." She jumped in surprise and turned to him.
"Ah, Genjo. Hai. I am going back to my father's home."
"You have another letter. Here it is," said Genjo, giving Misty the envelope. She took it from his outstretched hand and read it.
She gave out a frustrated sigh and folded the letter.
"I cannot go back home. Takeshi says father is in a foul mood ever since he recovered from his illness and my coming home will only make matters wore. It means I have to-"
Misty looked at Genjo and both their faces crumpled in disappointment thinking that they still had to be together. "Damn!" thought Genjo.
Misty turned away and rolled her eyes in frustration. She then stood up and went into the house. She soon came out in the attire she was found in; a black toga top, blue flared pants, leather walking boots and a dark blue cloak bearing the emblem of a gem; a light blue stone in which inside was set a bright star that glowed. Genjo turned to look at her. "Where are you going?" he asked.
"I guess this is the last we meet, Genjo. Arigato gosaimasu for your hospitality and kindness. I do hope to see you again, though. But anyway, I'll be going to the next village to stay there for a while. Maybe for a few months and then I will head for home," said Misty, smiling in a sad way. Sanzo locked his dark violet eyes into her dark eyes but he suddenly snapped out and gave her a wry smile.
"I know resting under the same roof with me was torture but once you leave, everything will be perfectly fine. Sayonara then," said Genjo. They stared at each other neither moving and the East wind blew through their hair, giving a sweet nature smell. Misty put her sword back in its sheath that was slung over her back. She gave him a small smile and walked out towards the main road.
And that was the last time Genjo ever saw her.
* * ******
Or so he thought.
A few nights later while walking in the forest to smoke and rest his mind, Genjo saw some demons attacking a young girl.
Who turned out to be Misty.
His exorcist gun was out and ready but it looked like she would be just fine on her own. Leaning against a tree, exhaling out smoke from his nostrils, he watched Misty handling the demons. Her sword skills were brilliant and soon she had finished them off. Giving out a small 'tsk', she re-sheathed her sword and started to walk away.
"I'm impressed," said Genjo suddenly, hidden in the dark shadows of the trees. Misty stopped in her tracks and turned around. She finally spotted him with the help of the moon's soft rays.
"What are you doing here?" demanded Misty. "It was too stuffy to smoke in the house so I came out here. I didn't know you could handle a sword. And pretty well too," said Genjo, now walking out of the gloom towards Misty. He took out another cigarette and lit it.
"You smoke too much. With at least 2 boxes a day, I'm surprised you can even walk this far," said Misty sarcastically.
Genjo rolled his eyes and said, "I'll kill you someday."
Suddenly Genjo turned around and aimed his spirit-ascending gun towards a tree but Misty lowered his gun.
"It's my brother, Takeshi," said Misty. Beckoning towards the shadow she said, "Come, brother! This is Genjo. Genjo Sanzo."
The rustling of leaves and twigs being broken and snapped in two were heard. Suddenly a figure appeared. Standing in front of them, the moonlight shone on his face and Genjo could see that he was a young man with a fair face. He wore the same cloak as Misty that had the token of the Gem and the only difference was that his cloak was black in color. His sword hung from his belt and it seemed to shine in the darkness.
Takeshi hugged Misty and held out his hand to Genjo. Genjo looked at his hand but did not shake it. Takeshi looked down at his hands and smiled apologetically and said, " Ah, sumimasen! My hands are dirty, I forgot. I was picking up plants and the soil seemed to have dirtied my hands. I have to wash my hands. Do you have a well nearby or a water faucet nearby?"
Genjo raised his eyebrow but finally said, "Come to my house then." Genjo lit another cigarette and led the way to his house, the whole time quiet while Takeshi and Misty chatted away happily behind.
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At Sanzo's house. . .
Seeing that Genjo was the only resident there, Takeshi thanked Genjo. After he washed his hands, Takeshi went out into the garden where many peach trees and bamboo were planted to talk to Genjo who was busy smoking. What a weird monk! He smokes, thought Takeshi.
"So this it the healer, Genjo, whom I've heard so much about! I would like to thank you for helping and healing my sister. She has had a very bad time back at home," said Takeshi.
"Hai, I have heard. Why is she still in this town? She said she would be in the next village," asked Sanzo.
"Oh, I found her in this town so we decided to stay for a little while longer to get more provisions before we went on our way back home," answered Takeshi.
"Tell me this. Why did Misty run away? She would not tell," said Sanzo. Takeshi looked at him in puzzlement.
"Ran away? What are you talking about? My sister did not run away. She was forced to leave," said Takeshi, smiling sadly.
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Author's note: This is a pretty long chapter! So, yes, I have already added a new character, Takeshi, who is Misty's brother! More of his history shall be known, as also about the Hoseki family's history. I am quite sorry to say that Goku really isn't on my favorite type of characters in this Saiyuki series so gomen nasai if I hardly include him in my story though I will try my best to include him in. My conscience always seems to leave him out so whenever I write my stories, he will be like . . . "Damn you, Avari!! How come I'm ALWAYS left out?!"
Avari: Gomen nasai! Gomen nasai! Gomen nasai! (Bows head apologetically millions of times)
*Goku stalks off somewhere to sulk*
Readers: (Points at the author accusingly) Your fault! Your fault! Your fault! Da da da da da!
Avari: AarrgghhHhh!! (Runs away to hide in the darkness and to continue writing her fanfic)
P/S: In the 2nd chapter, Misty has a dagger that appears at her own will. This idea popped up suddenly in my head when I was thinking of the animation 'Ayashi no Ceres', where Toya (Aya's husband-now) actually has a jeweled dagger which appears at his own will. [So sorry to have copied this idea - to all Ayashi fans]
I hope you liked this chapter- I put in quite an effort into this one! Please do review this chapter!