Chapter 3: The Past, Revisited
Kanzeon walked down the hall, paying no heed to the questions that followed her from the Sanzo-ikkou. She remained silent throughout. Nothing anyone said could trigger even a flicker of emotion from her.
Finally, after massive amounts of turning lefts and rights, they reached a brightly-lit corridor and she showed Sanzo and Goku to a room.
"This will be your room for your whole stay here."
She saw that Sanzo looked ready to explode AGAIN and hastened to add.
"Whatever questions you may have, I'm afraid I'm not able to answer most of them, I guess you'd have to find the answers yourselves."
Kanzeon turned without a backward glance and motioned to Gojyo and Hakkai to follow her. Hakkai smiled, waved, and said: "We'll be back soon to visit you!"
Goku excitedly peered into the room and almost gave a shriek that could rival even Sanzo's earsplitting scream before.
"What? What! Do you want to make me deaf? Bakasaru!"
Goku had jumped onto one of the two beds with a picture of acute bliss on his face.
"Wah. a real bed. After so long. and there's one for you and me! Now we don't have to play poker and lose!"
Without warning, Sanzo's fan descended on Goku's head, giving rise to a huge bump.
"Hurts.. That hurts.why you do that to me?"
"Hmph. I'm not blind, you know." Sanzo wandered to the other bed and grudgingly sat down. He lit a cigarette and briefly wondered where the other two were.
Gojyo put a hand on Hakkai's shoulder and whispered: "Do you think there's something whacked out with her? We've been walking for some time and there's no sign of her stopping anywhere!"
Kanzeon turned around: "I heard that, if you want to say something, make sure the person you are talking about can't hear you."
"Oops."
"Here you are. Your rooms. Feel free to use anything inside, after all, they were once yours."
She disappeared without they could question her on that weird statement
"Ok."
Both of them went into their respective rooms and Hakkai almost fainted.
"Who did she say these rooms belonged to? Someone up there hates me!" Hakkai could hardly believe that anyone could be that messy. Books, thrown everywhere, littered the whole room. There was not even a bed. Wait, the bed WAS there, just buried beneath the moulds of history books. With a little cleaning up, the room could be counted as really big and spacious.
"On contrary, my room's filled with sake and cigarettes. Something tells me that my stay here's going to be pleasant." Gojyo acknowledged the presence of his favourite things with a nod.
Both of them stood outside the rooms.
"I wonder what Kanzeon meant when she said whatever was in these rooms where once ours?" Hakkai was mystified.
"Why don't we wander around? Kanzeon didn't say we couldn't" Gojyo asked
He then pulled a reluctant Hakkai after him.
Kanzeon walked down the hall, paying no heed to the questions that followed her from the Sanzo-ikkou. She remained silent throughout. Nothing anyone said could trigger even a flicker of emotion from her.
Finally, after massive amounts of turning lefts and rights, they reached a brightly-lit corridor and she showed Sanzo and Goku to a room.
"This will be your room for your whole stay here."
She saw that Sanzo looked ready to explode AGAIN and hastened to add.
"Whatever questions you may have, I'm afraid I'm not able to answer most of them, I guess you'd have to find the answers yourselves."
Kanzeon turned without a backward glance and motioned to Gojyo and Hakkai to follow her. Hakkai smiled, waved, and said: "We'll be back soon to visit you!"
Goku excitedly peered into the room and almost gave a shriek that could rival even Sanzo's earsplitting scream before.
"What? What! Do you want to make me deaf? Bakasaru!"
Goku had jumped onto one of the two beds with a picture of acute bliss on his face.
"Wah. a real bed. After so long. and there's one for you and me! Now we don't have to play poker and lose!"
Without warning, Sanzo's fan descended on Goku's head, giving rise to a huge bump.
"Hurts.. That hurts.why you do that to me?"
"Hmph. I'm not blind, you know." Sanzo wandered to the other bed and grudgingly sat down. He lit a cigarette and briefly wondered where the other two were.
Gojyo put a hand on Hakkai's shoulder and whispered: "Do you think there's something whacked out with her? We've been walking for some time and there's no sign of her stopping anywhere!"
Kanzeon turned around: "I heard that, if you want to say something, make sure the person you are talking about can't hear you."
"Oops."
"Here you are. Your rooms. Feel free to use anything inside, after all, they were once yours."
She disappeared without they could question her on that weird statement
"Ok."
Both of them went into their respective rooms and Hakkai almost fainted.
"Who did she say these rooms belonged to? Someone up there hates me!" Hakkai could hardly believe that anyone could be that messy. Books, thrown everywhere, littered the whole room. There was not even a bed. Wait, the bed WAS there, just buried beneath the moulds of history books. With a little cleaning up, the room could be counted as really big and spacious.
"On contrary, my room's filled with sake and cigarettes. Something tells me that my stay here's going to be pleasant." Gojyo acknowledged the presence of his favourite things with a nod.
Both of them stood outside the rooms.
"I wonder what Kanzeon meant when she said whatever was in these rooms where once ours?" Hakkai was mystified.
"Why don't we wander around? Kanzeon didn't say we couldn't" Gojyo asked
He then pulled a reluctant Hakkai after him.