Author's Note: I apologize for the delay. Between finals, homework, and field trips, I just couldn't squeeze in the time to type this. Sorry for the late chapter!!!!

Akiko Koishii---I hope you find those words soon XP

Keistje---He's denying himself.

Chapter 7: The Beginning of the End

-[Gojyo's POV]-

Today was so weird, but I didn't mind. Sanzo seemed to be shunning us even more now and Goku looked tired all the time. Even Hakkai seemed a little too quiet. I asked him about it but he said it was okay so I brushed that off. All that mattered was for me to get home so I could have some more marijuana.

I looked at the new bag I had just gotten two days again and cursed, it was already empty. I glanced outside and saw it was pretty late already so I grabbed my wallet and flew out the front door. I ran down the street, everything just a blur. I bumped into several people, but there weren't that many people out at this time.

I finally rounded over to the small alley where I bought my drugs. The dealer was already there, waiting for me with a smirk on his face. He knew I wanted some more. I walked over to him and opened my wallet. One look inside and I was cursing, the goddamned thing was empty. My family always sent me money every month and yet, I had used all of mine. There was still half a month left to go, too.

"Can you make an excep-"

"No." The man stated simply. I glared back at him, burning with rage.

"I go to you all the time! I'm a good customer and you know it! Can't you just give me some for free?!"

"No." The man paused slightly. "But I can supply you with a job. Are you up to it though?"

"What kind of job is it?" The man just turned around and walked away from me. I walked after him. "You didn't answer my question."

"You'll see." I frowned but continued to follow the man. After a few minutes we arrived at a large grey building. Ugly if you asked me. He walked up to a rusty metal door and opened it, motioning for me to go in. I reluctantly followed him in and blinked at what I saw. In the middle of the room was a bed surrounded by some crates, large camera lights and a camera. There were some people in there as well.

"What is this place?" The man shut the door and looked at me.

"We make adult films here."

"What does that have to do with me?"

"If you are unemployed, then you can work here. My friend shall pay you, OR I can give you some more marijuana if you wish."

"How much are you going to pay me? And what the hell do I do exactly?" I asked, hesitantly.

"[1]14 million yen," replied the man. I stared at him. That was a LOT of money he was talking about right there... "All you have to do is enjoy your time with the girls, and try not to mind the camera." I stayed quiet for a while before looking back up at the man.

"I'll do it."

"Good. We can begin right now. We've already got a girl waiting." I looked over to see a young lady seated on the side of the bed. She was looking at me, her eyes shielded slightly by long dark hair. She was a total babe. I began to walk towards the bed, the adrenaline pumping through my blood strong and steady.

I was going to lose my virginity today and yet. Yet...I couldn't help it. I was ready to be rid of it, I think. I placed my hands on the girl's shoulders and she looked up at me. I gave a sharp gasp and stepped back. Her eyes were an intense green color they were just like...like Hakkai's. Something very faint inside me ticked and I was reminded of Hakkai's concerned looks.

"I...shouldn't be here." I said, guiltily to myself before running out of the building. Godammit! I was such an idiot! What the hell was I doing in there? Every single mistake I had made hit like a brick. Well, there was nothing I could do about Goku or Sanzo, they had to figure that one out themselves. I had to go somewhere, to Hakkai's.

I squinted as I ran along, the [2]floating feeling had returned. Cursing slightly I looked up and found Hakkai's apartment in view. I immediately bolted inside the complex and up the stairs. The door was ajar, which told me something was wrong. Hakkai is a very neat person by nature, sort of nerdy even. I looked around and spotted the light leaking from the bathroom and opened it slowly.

"Hakkai?"

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-[Hakkai POV]-

I had just received another wave of guilt and decided to get rid of the emotions again. I sat on the tiled floor, my sleeve rolled up and the razor in my hand. I was just about to strike when the door opened.

"Hakkai?" I looked up into deep crimson eyes and froze. Busted. The razor fell from my hands and on to the tiles with a loud clatter.

"Gojyo, I-"

"What in the name of hell are you doing?" I couldn't answer Gojyo but there was something strange about him. He smelled different, like cigarettes or something. He offered me his hand and I numbly took it as he helped me up. I glanced at him once more and found him inspecting the previous cuts. I quickly tried to pull my sleeve back down but he slapped my hand sharply.

"Don't fucking touch it." He hissed at me. I gulped and finally found my voice.

"Gojyo, please, just leave me alone." I said, wrenching my arm from his grip.

"And let you commit suicide?! Hell no."

"I'm NOT committing suicide! I'm just...easing the pain." I said, my fury dying down at the end.

"Heh, well I don't like knives and stuff. And I'm sorry for not listening to you and health class for telling me about drugs."

"I could tell."

"Well, are YOU going to tell me what happened or not?" asked Gojyo heading towards the living room. I sighed deeply and followed him.

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[1]127, 168 US dollars...O-O

[2]Some chemical ((forgot the name...)) still remains in your fat and when you run, you burn fat so it goes in your blood and you still get high. Not intensely though...

Author's note: Looooooooong chapter. I WILL be on time next week. Promise. If I'm not, you may send angry e-mails and spam me...

P.S. I see the HakkaiXGojyo connection, but i'll only go there if you want...