It was two weeks two weeks after Hazel and Gato joined the group of hellions know as the Sanzo party. Things were just as wild as ever, but at least Sanzo hadn't shot them all yet. Hakkai was still a creepy male nurse, Sanzo was still a bitchy monk, Goku was the money with the vaccum for a stomach, Gojyo was still a pervert, Gato was still undead, and Hazel, well, he still had problems. But he hadn't had a psychotic episode since Sanzo spared him, so it was all good.
Another town, another inn, Another nameless forest, another assasin. In a way, the monotony was both reasurring and dangorus. Who knows what Gyukamen was planning on thorwing their way next?
But the journey west continued, the future still uncertain. Unfortunaly for some, the past was always looking for ways to remind everyone that it existed. Whether you were alive or not.
Gojyo made his way back to the inn, unable to find anything interesting to do tonight. And even if he had, something had been nagging at the back of his mind for a few days. Everyone knew of Hazel's past, and Hazel knew theirs. But all anyone knew of Gato was that he was between 20-30 years old when he 'died' and that he was from the west.
Gojyo was curious about the shikingami's past. Even the dead have lives, right? Making his way to the inn's commons room, he was determined to learn as much as possible about Gato's past. The half-breed saw Gato leaning against the wall, stareing into the fire. Gato's eye moved from the fire to him.
Gojyo put on a freindly smile and walked over to the large man. "Hey Gato, why don't you ever talk about your home, or your family?" Hey, always best to grab the bull by the horns, in Gojyo's opinion.
Gato gave him a look."I have no need to discuss such things." he said.
Gojyo countered,"That doesn't mean you don't have them! So what was it then? Wife leave you? Get kicked out of your villiage?" Gojyo was sure that he was going to get his ass kick, bu he just had to know, dammit!
The undead man kept his poker face up. "I don't like discussing past events. Besides,"Gato pointed out," It's nothing you need to know."
The redhead rolled his eyes."Hakkai gave me the same bullshit, so I know it has to be something!"
Gato briefly entertained the idea of shooting the roach. But he knew better. The green-eyed one would but rather upset. "I don't trust you not to tell anyone." was all he said.
Gojyo sighed."I promise on my life that I won't tell anyone." The shiki looked him strainght in the eyes. The look in his eyes was sincere. "I'll tell you tomorrow." was Gato's reply.
Gojyo sighed. Better tomorrow then never. "Well then, we'll talk tomorrow then." the kappa said, heading up to his room.
After Gojyo left, Gato went back to watching the fire. Slowly, he reached into is pants pocket, and pulled out a black, and slightly charre, headband. looking at it, the fire illuminated the name stiched on the front. Felix.
A single, unnoticed tear trailed down the side of Gato's face.