Title: Let your Hair Down
Description: After waking up from a drunken celebration in Heaven, Kanzeon decides to stir things up a bit. Meanwhile, Gojyo feels bored andgoes looking for something new. SanzoxGoku, some JiroshinxKanzeon and some weirder pairings later on.
Rated: M. For language, mostly Gojyo's, indecent exposure on the part of Kanzeon, and mature subject matter.
A/N: Okay, so I caved and posted the next chapter with only two reviews. But! as revenge I split the chapter, so this one is shorter.

Well, it wasn't really revenge. I'm having a lot more trouble writing about the Saiyuki boys then I thought I would. At first it started with Sanzo, but then I swtiched to Gojyo and started his thread of the plot. Sanzo and Goku's sidestory will probably be around ch.4, I'm still figuring it out.

Kanzeon and Jiroshin in Heaven are just excessively fun to write.


Let your hair down

Ch. 2 Around the Campfire

"Ha ha ha ha ha! You may have defeated Lady Gyokumen's other assassins but against I, the Great Garuga, you mere children have no chance."

Right now, Gojyo didn't give a flying fuck whether he was the Great Gonorrhea up Gyokumen's butt hole, he just wanted to go to sleep. The looks on Hakkai and Sanzo's faces told him they were thinking the same thing. Goku was no doubt thinking about whether Great Gonorrhea's pet dung beetles were edible, but he was after all, just a dumb monkey and hadn't drank much the night before.

"They are not dung beetles! They are scarabs! Kings among insects who feed upon the flesh of pitiful humans like you!"

Oh, and he guessed that meant Gonorrhea was psychic too.

He decided to test it out:

I bet he wacks off about those dung beetles every night.

"I do not masturbate over my scarabs! And my name is not Gonorrhea!"

Yup, that proved it. Now the other three were giving their would-be killer weird looks. He thought he saw Sanzo suppress a smirk, but maybe it was just a mirage.

Wait...they weren't in the desert right now...what did you call that then...a trick of the light? No... Shit, he just couldn't think of the word.

"A hallucination! It's called a hallucination dammit! God, are you so stupid you can't even pay attention when you're in mortal peril?"

The guy was raving now; obviously he'd been paying way too much attention to Gojyo's train of thought. He didn't notice that Sanzo had been muttering incantations under his breath for the past twenty seconds. Gojyo smirked, and Gonorrhea got the joke when Sanzo bellowed "MAKAI TENJYO!" in that husky voice of his. Gojyo almost felt sorry for the guy, standing there like a deer in headlights as a load of whoop-ass Holy Magic went flying towards him and his damned bugs.

Then he remembered his splitting headache and he didn't waste much time crying over the guy. His mind marked the demon down as the lamest assassin since the exploding guy at that temple way back when and moved on to thoughts of a nice, soft bed.


"What the fuck do you mean we're camping out?" Gojyo glared impotently at the monk.

"I mean we're camping out, shithead, whether you like it or not," Gojyo opened his mouth to make further protest but was cut off, "Stop bitching and help Hakkai pitch the tents. I'll be back later."

Gojyo's blood was boiling, "Why do I have to pitch your goddamned tent?"

He moved to follow Sanzo into the forest, but a gentle hand on his shoulder held him back. Hakkai shook his head slowly and stuck one of the tent poles in his friend's hand. They'd all drunk a lot, well, with exception of Goku who'd passed out after his third glass of beer. Hakkai held his alcohol better then the other two, but he's still put always twice as much, and he'd been driving for eight hours. Hakkai didn't point out any of this of course, but Gojyo got the message anyway and helped with both tents without any more growling.


He was bored. Bored, bored, and bored. The monkey's snoring and crickets outside were fighting for the Battle of the Most Irritating Nighttime Noise and he couldn't tell who was winning. Gojyo lay there with his arms behind his head, not sleeping but not really thinking. He tried to dissect his mood. He wasn't bored really, he was just feeling adventurous and was stuck out in the middle of nowhere with three sleeping guys. He debated about going to wake up Hakkai, but he was sharing a tent with the monk. Even if he did like picking fights with the droopy-eyed bombshell, he wasn't stupid enough to sneak into his tent at night when Sanzo had a short temper and a bad headache.

Besides, bugging Hakkai wasn't exactly adventurous. He convinced himself that things might be different if they were in a town with real beds to sleep on, but...he wasn't exactly in the mood for cruising for chicks.

Gojyo smacked himself on the head. What the hell did he mean he wasn't in the mood to pick up chicks? Did he actually just think that? Gojyo shifted uneasily in his sleeping bag, not liking this new train of thought but entirely unable to stop it.

To make himself feel better he threw his pillow over Goku's head to muffle to his snoring, knowing the monkey would probably have thrashed it off before it could suffocate him. Finally he turned into his pillow and closed his eyes. Maybe things wouldn't be so weird in the morning.


Now! For replies to reviews! I promise you if you review I will ALWAYS reply in the next chapter. That's why you should...(cough)purplebutton(cough)

iceblitz: I love your fanfiction, so I'm really happy so got around to reading mine. Please keep up with the story. If you have any suggestions or request just let me know

space-cadet6: I'm glad you liked it. Go quiet down your brother, he's interfering with my review receivingness. (shakes fist) haha.

next up!
Ch. 3 the Bored Meeting
In which Kanzeon freaks out and Jiroshin gets wet.

Um...this time, let's try for...5 reviews? 4? Really, I've got chapter 3 just waiting to be posted here.