Blood Enemy
Chap.1
It seemed just like any other ordinary town, but for some reason they'd yet to realize, the villagers seemed a bit on edge, as if afraid of…something.
But a few paranoid townsfolk wasn't going to get Sha Gojyo down, no siree. He strode into the tavern, and looked around. Many people were pointing at him, and murmuring things that sounded like,
"Taboo, don't you see? He's…" Upset by their reactions, he simply sat down at the bar, next to a young woman in a maroon cloak. The cloak covered her face, and so, he couldn't see what she looked like.
"Excuse me, sir. I've been hearing people whisper about you, saying that you're a taboo. Is this true?" The woman's calm, steady voice called out to Gojyo.
"I'm afraid so. Do you have a problem with that?" Gojyo asked her.
"Not in the least. I rather admire taboos. But…I will say this much." She chuckled. "I am not a fan of failure, or weakness."
"You're attracted to strength." Gojyo stated.
"In a manner of speaking."
"And should someone have only a little power? Would you simply throw them away at once?"
"Not true, sir. I do not throw anything away until I have exploited its strength to its very breaking point." The woman paused. "Much like a child would play with its toy until it breaks."
"Eloquently spoken. But tell, me, my dear. Am I one you would exploit quickly, or…."
"I believe you are one of great strength. Not one to toss away too lightly; you're useful." The woman stood, and Gojyo reached out, and grabbed at her cloak.
"Wait a moment. Would you like to…come to the inn room and meet my friends?" Gojyo asked, his voice suddenly cracking.
"….I suppose that would be acceptable." The woman agreed, and allowed him to lead her to the inn room they had rented.
After a full moment of staring at the woman, Sanzo spoke.
"Kappa, you're supposed to wait until nightfall to skirt chase." He growled.
"Hey, you should hear this girl! She's…well, I don't know. But she's actually the most intelligent broad I've ever met."
"Sir, has it ever come to mind that ladies do not appreciate being called…'broads', or have you so thick a skull their words cannot get through?" The woman asked. Goku rolled over laughing.
"She insulted you!" He gasped.
"Miss, would you mind…taking off the cloak?" Hakkai asked her. The woman slowly took off the cloak, and revealed crimson hair, held into a thousand tiny braids that flowed down her back, and crimson eyes that seemed to have no end to the amount of red they had. She wore a simple red silk toga-like shirt, and a pair of red silk pants that matched her shirt.
"Is this quite alright for you?" She asked.
"Woah. You're really pretty!" Goku blurted out. The woman nodded.
"I appreciate the compliment, golden eyes."
"What's your name, though?"
"Me?" The woman asked in response to Gojyo's question.
"No, the window." Sanzo said sarcastically. "Of course, you!"
"Oh…I am Xiena. (A/N: Read it like zay-nuh, sillies!) But some call me Rouge Sorciere.(A/N: That's Red Witch in French, folks.)
"Okay, Xiena." Goku smiled. Xiena's smile faltered, and disappeared as she watched Goku. "What?" He asked.
"Nothing. I just…find you utterly fascinating." (A/N: coughcoughULTERIOR MOTIVEcoughcough)
"EEEEK! The children!" A woman's voice screamed.
"Better get out there to see what's happening." Gojyo urged them, and the Sanzo ikkou dashed out of the room to see what was going on outside. Xiena stalled a minute, and frowned.
"Those idiots." She muttered. "I thought I ordered them not to gather the subjects while I was in town." She stared at her reflection in the mirror, fixed her hair, and put on a worried face, then dashed after the group.
A/N: DUM DUM DUM! Cue suspenseful music! Phantom of the Opera plays in background Close enough. Ooooh! Xiena, by the way, is not going to fall in love with Goku. This is not ANYone and OC. Xiena will end up being a….(fill in the blank with your guess!)