Fuuei: Finally!!! Gojyo's POV!!! I've done it!!! YES!!! Sorry for the long
delay though.
Gojyo: Ch! You finished Goku, Sanzo and Hakkai's so fast and mine you took so long!
Fuuei: But I still done it already... Oh my God!!! I can't believe someone even said
that my fic's A/N part is very funny 'cause I don't really have a very
good sense of humour. So Sankyuu! But please don't be disappointed if
the other chappies will not be funny! And Lo Xiang, it's Ganbatte, not
Kampate... ^_^;; ne, Sanzo?
Sanzo: @_@ Ororo? Yup, Sun Yat-sen died in 1925.
Fuuei: Sanzo!!! History exam is over!!! * sweatdrop *
Sanzo: Huuh? @_@ oh. ok... Prairie is a temperate grassland... and Savanna is a tropical grassland...
Fuuei: SANZO!!! Snap out of it!!! Geography exam is also over!!!
Sanzo: Huh??? Oh... HUH!!! WHAT!!!??? Oh... no... next is Art next is Art, oh no I don't know what to draw!!!
Hakkai: Err... Sanzo... I think you have too much stress... well, you can relax now, it's already holiday....
Sanzo: Ohhh... Kono baka onna! You should study by yourself instead of depending on other people!!! Oh, and what were you asking?
Fuuei: * sweatdropped like crazy * I ask you about the Ganbatte thing...
Sanzo: Ok... For once, I have to agree with Fuuei... Baka Lo Xiang!!
Fuuei: Sanzo!!! Don't say that! If not, she'll hit me when school starts!!! I think we talked to much... let's go onto chappie 4 : Scarlet!!!!
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Scarlet
Ace and King, blackjack. Subsequently, a herd of ladies surrounded and admire my manifestation and luck. Another boring day. After that I will just gamble till I earn enough money for those losers to flee from poverty. "Oh, where did you dye your hair into such a beautiful colour of scarlet?" A sexy lady blurted it out of the blue.
Beautiful? Pretty? How can you call this kind of hair colour "appealing"? Scarlet, crimson, red, cerise, burgundy or whatever colour you call it, is only a colour that resembles blood. At that moment, I did not mind to stay any longer. I have always hated people discussing about my hair, or even my eyes.
As I was heading for my "home", which looked more like a dog's nest, I heaved out a big sigh. Painful memories have come and hunt me again. My scarlet hair and crimson eyes bring hatred, and hatred resulted in blood... as well as death. Blood and death, they all came from these hair and eyes. How I wish I could pluck my hair until it cannot grow anymore. How I wish I could dig out my ominous, ruby eyes. Nevertheless, these thoughts are just futile.
The brunette woke up, finally. He had been sleeping for a long time, which looked like hibernation after I saved him from his major injuries that day, in the forest. He stared at me with widened eyes that had a mixture of curiosity and pain. I don't know why but his emerald eyes shone that mixture whenever he looked at me. After a few days of healing, he protested to leave.
However, fate always likes to play with my feelings and the ghost of the past never leaves me alone. When he was about to leave, he confessed that my hair and eyes looked like blood to him. My eyes widened with disbelief and pain. He was the only one who had the same thought as mine. Pain struck me, but it was not because of any injuries or bruises, the pain just stroke me right in my heart.
Red flowers... so beautiful. If I pluck some of them for her, she would be really delighted. I could not wait for another moment, I went back to home as fast as lightning. I handed the flowers to her and praised how beautiful those flowers were. Her face showed kindness and pleasure, when she suddenly pushed the flowers away. "How beautiful, with the colour... of blood!" That was what she said before she started to abuse and landed more pain onto me.
No matter how much she hated me, or how much pain she gave me, I never hate her before. I still assume her as my beloved mother. I still wanted to please her, I wanted her to be contented, but whenever she saw me, my body will never be away from bruises. Until that day, she never landed another punch or kick on me again.
It was same as usual; I tried to please her but ended up to be beaten. However, she could not wait to get rid of me anymore. She scratched my face that resulted in two ugly scars, which could never be gone. She was going to kill me with tears flowing on her face like an endless stream. I closed my eyes tightly and thought that maybe if I died, her tears would cease. I waited for death, but pain never strikes me. When I opened my eyes, it was not the same as I thought. What I saw... was more tears.
Her body was lying on the floor, adamant, and in front of me was my stepbrother with tears on his face. When I finally found out what happened, he ran away and left me alone, dumbfounded and petrified. After looking into my own past, I snapped back into reality. My garnet eyes met his emerald diamonds. His eyes showed ultimate pain and sorrow, just like how I was in the past. These scarlet eyes and hair.... have you not forgiven them yet? Mother... has you not forgiven me yet?
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Fuuei: Okay... that's all for Sanzo-ikkou...
Gojyo: What's this crap all about? I'm not such a weakling ok? Write this ONCE MORE!!!
Fuuei: @_@ * spins around then fainted *
Hakkai: Yare yare... I think she got too much pressure from all those exams and the things she gotta do in her holiday... So please don't flame Fuuei because she has been very busy.
Goku: Uhh... * stood beside Fuuei * Gojyo just tore all the papers which contained the POV of his...
Fuuei: * jerked up * NANI!!! GOJYO!!!!!
Gojyo: XP You'll never catch me!
Fuuei: * panting * Ne... please tell me if I should continue to Kougaiji & Homura-tachi... If you reviewers/ readers think that this fic is very boring and don't want me to continue.... Then I won't. Anyway just R&R!!!
Goku: Fuuei... Gojyo tore all the papers of your fanfic... and Sanzo is chasing him around now...
Fuuei: I know I know!!! You don't need to report to me!!! I have eyes you kno... * looks at the papers which were torn and some even got bullet holes * Gojyo... San-- @___@ * faints *
Hakkai: Fuuei-chan! Anyway please R&R, if not, Fuuei will be really sad.
Gojyo: Ch! You finished Goku, Sanzo and Hakkai's so fast and mine you took so long!
Fuuei: But I still done it already... Oh my God!!! I can't believe someone even said
that my fic's A/N part is very funny 'cause I don't really have a very
good sense of humour. So Sankyuu! But please don't be disappointed if
the other chappies will not be funny! And Lo Xiang, it's Ganbatte, not
Kampate... ^_^;; ne, Sanzo?
Sanzo: @_@ Ororo? Yup, Sun Yat-sen died in 1925.
Fuuei: Sanzo!!! History exam is over!!! * sweatdrop *
Sanzo: Huuh? @_@ oh. ok... Prairie is a temperate grassland... and Savanna is a tropical grassland...
Fuuei: SANZO!!! Snap out of it!!! Geography exam is also over!!!
Sanzo: Huh??? Oh... HUH!!! WHAT!!!??? Oh... no... next is Art next is Art, oh no I don't know what to draw!!!
Hakkai: Err... Sanzo... I think you have too much stress... well, you can relax now, it's already holiday....
Sanzo: Ohhh... Kono baka onna! You should study by yourself instead of depending on other people!!! Oh, and what were you asking?
Fuuei: * sweatdropped like crazy * I ask you about the Ganbatte thing...
Sanzo: Ok... For once, I have to agree with Fuuei... Baka Lo Xiang!!
Fuuei: Sanzo!!! Don't say that! If not, she'll hit me when school starts!!! I think we talked to much... let's go onto chappie 4 : Scarlet!!!!
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Scarlet
Ace and King, blackjack. Subsequently, a herd of ladies surrounded and admire my manifestation and luck. Another boring day. After that I will just gamble till I earn enough money for those losers to flee from poverty. "Oh, where did you dye your hair into such a beautiful colour of scarlet?" A sexy lady blurted it out of the blue.
Beautiful? Pretty? How can you call this kind of hair colour "appealing"? Scarlet, crimson, red, cerise, burgundy or whatever colour you call it, is only a colour that resembles blood. At that moment, I did not mind to stay any longer. I have always hated people discussing about my hair, or even my eyes.
As I was heading for my "home", which looked more like a dog's nest, I heaved out a big sigh. Painful memories have come and hunt me again. My scarlet hair and crimson eyes bring hatred, and hatred resulted in blood... as well as death. Blood and death, they all came from these hair and eyes. How I wish I could pluck my hair until it cannot grow anymore. How I wish I could dig out my ominous, ruby eyes. Nevertheless, these thoughts are just futile.
The brunette woke up, finally. He had been sleeping for a long time, which looked like hibernation after I saved him from his major injuries that day, in the forest. He stared at me with widened eyes that had a mixture of curiosity and pain. I don't know why but his emerald eyes shone that mixture whenever he looked at me. After a few days of healing, he protested to leave.
However, fate always likes to play with my feelings and the ghost of the past never leaves me alone. When he was about to leave, he confessed that my hair and eyes looked like blood to him. My eyes widened with disbelief and pain. He was the only one who had the same thought as mine. Pain struck me, but it was not because of any injuries or bruises, the pain just stroke me right in my heart.
Red flowers... so beautiful. If I pluck some of them for her, she would be really delighted. I could not wait for another moment, I went back to home as fast as lightning. I handed the flowers to her and praised how beautiful those flowers were. Her face showed kindness and pleasure, when she suddenly pushed the flowers away. "How beautiful, with the colour... of blood!" That was what she said before she started to abuse and landed more pain onto me.
No matter how much she hated me, or how much pain she gave me, I never hate her before. I still assume her as my beloved mother. I still wanted to please her, I wanted her to be contented, but whenever she saw me, my body will never be away from bruises. Until that day, she never landed another punch or kick on me again.
It was same as usual; I tried to please her but ended up to be beaten. However, she could not wait to get rid of me anymore. She scratched my face that resulted in two ugly scars, which could never be gone. She was going to kill me with tears flowing on her face like an endless stream. I closed my eyes tightly and thought that maybe if I died, her tears would cease. I waited for death, but pain never strikes me. When I opened my eyes, it was not the same as I thought. What I saw... was more tears.
Her body was lying on the floor, adamant, and in front of me was my stepbrother with tears on his face. When I finally found out what happened, he ran away and left me alone, dumbfounded and petrified. After looking into my own past, I snapped back into reality. My garnet eyes met his emerald diamonds. His eyes showed ultimate pain and sorrow, just like how I was in the past. These scarlet eyes and hair.... have you not forgiven them yet? Mother... has you not forgiven me yet?
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Fuuei: Okay... that's all for Sanzo-ikkou...
Gojyo: What's this crap all about? I'm not such a weakling ok? Write this ONCE MORE!!!
Fuuei: @_@ * spins around then fainted *
Hakkai: Yare yare... I think she got too much pressure from all those exams and the things she gotta do in her holiday... So please don't flame Fuuei because she has been very busy.
Goku: Uhh... * stood beside Fuuei * Gojyo just tore all the papers which contained the POV of his...
Fuuei: * jerked up * NANI!!! GOJYO!!!!!
Gojyo: XP You'll never catch me!
Fuuei: * panting * Ne... please tell me if I should continue to Kougaiji & Homura-tachi... If you reviewers/ readers think that this fic is very boring and don't want me to continue.... Then I won't. Anyway just R&R!!!
Goku: Fuuei... Gojyo tore all the papers of your fanfic... and Sanzo is chasing him around now...
Fuuei: I know I know!!! You don't need to report to me!!! I have eyes you kno... * looks at the papers which were torn and some even got bullet holes * Gojyo... San-- @___@ * faints *
Hakkai: Fuuei-chan! Anyway please R&R, if not, Fuuei will be really sad.