Shooting Stars
Chap.3
It was a normal day, most people would've supposed. That day I came to the temple was about three years ago, but Hao still doesn't trust me. Of course, with this kind of relationship with a fellow priest-in-training, no day could be normal, so this would be an outright crazy day, for it was already scripted to be strange.
The group was odd, and Master Kinto answered the door, so I didn't get to see them first of course. But when I did see them, I tried to stay out of sight.
I'd never seen another Sanzo before, so I was almost petrified when I saw the leader, the one Master Kinto referred to as Genjyo Sanzo. He had shining golden hair, and unusual amethyst eyes.
His followers were stranger. A copper haired boy with golden eyes, a brunette young man with a white dragon, and a crimson haired young man. Crimson? I believe Mother once told me that half-demons were born with crimson hair. Could he be a half-demon?
"My apologies for having little courtesy, Genjyo Sanzo. We've had a few small problems here." Kinto apologized. I winced when he said 'problems'. I knew he meant me and Hao. He hadn't stopped calling me names, so we got into fist fights almost constantly.
"Spying on Master Sanzo, eh? I should've expected as much from a brat street urchin like yourself, Tante." Hao teased from behind me. Unfortunately for him, I was quite fast, and actually pretty strong for a boy who's only thirteen.
Once again, Kinto rushed in to find me tackling Hao, but this time, our fight was in progress, and we didn't stop when we heard him enter.
"Look, you little brat, I'm just calling you a street urchin because that's what you are!" Hao shot back at me, trying to punch me in the stomach. I blocked him and gave him my own punch, which actually stronger. It's quite a pathetic sight when you consider he's a year older than me.
"I'm not a street urchin! Stop calling me that, you bastard!" I snapped. Hao grinned evilly.
"Why would I stop telling the truth, lil' brat!" He kicked me away from him, and I rolled back into the wall. Something cracked when I hit the wall, my shoulders or one of my arms perhaps. My arms both felt like lead weights, and felt like they were on fire, and yet were also numb at the same time, but I wasn't about to let that stop me. I rammed Hao out the door, and he landed hard on a rock, the sharp corner, and his arm turned into a bloody mass.
"I'm not a brat, and I'm not a street urchin!" I shot back.
"Calm down, boy! Calm down!" The brunette man moved quickly to hold me back from actually killing Hao. A shame; a minute more and I probably would have.
A little later, I'd been introduced to the group properly. The brunette man was Hakkai, the copper-haired boy was Goku, and the red-haired man was Gojyo, while the priest insisted I just call him Sanzo.
"What were you doing?" Hakkai asked, as he massaged my back. Both my shoulders had been dislocated when I hit the wall.
"He called me a street urchin." I replied simply. Hao glared at me from across the room, as I saw Goku carefully trying to bandage up Hao's arm. His arm was broken when he hit the rock.
"Tante, Hao, this has to stop." Kinto frowned at us. "Every time one of you insults the other, it always turns into a fist fight. Couldn't you two try to be friends?"
"Friends? With him? Master Sanzo, he nearly killed me back there!" Hao pointed an accusing finger my way.
"Point those fingers at yourself, you conceited little bastard! You nearly killed me!" I shot back.
"Boys, this is how it always is, isn't it? One of you says something, you nearly kill each other, and then you simply do it again. I'd rather you just act friendly." Kinto insisted. I frowned, and set my lips in a straight line.
"I just can't be friends with him, Kinto! He's totally conceited, and wouldn't even know his left foot from his right hand if it wasn't for labels." I narrowed my eyes. I jerked myself up, and attempted to swing a punch at him. Of course, it isn't wise to try to punch someone when both your shoulders have been dislocated.
I fell back on the bed, and my back burned with pain.
"Rest yourself, Tante." Hakkai patted me on the head, and Goku attempted to put Hao into the bed. He closed his eyes immediately, most likely to shut out his view of me. I figured it a good idea, actually, and did the same.
Truth be told, I knew I'd never get any rest. Not with Hao in the same room as me. Hopefully Hakkai stays here. I may want to kill Hao, but I don't want to go through the jury duty, and if Hakkai doesn't stay here, I just might have to.