Disclaimer: This is anime intellectual property is not mine nor is the usage of any and all World of Darkness references but I do thank these amazing people for coming up with such good ideas for me to use.

Yeah every chapter will be about some kind of wheel and it's relation to the story.

Now For Something Completely Different:

Saiyuki: Turning in Circular Motion

Prologue: Complimentary Colors

-In the Color Wheel certain colors compliment while others – clash

He ground angrily in his thoughts as he made his way over the rough hostile terrain. The blond man stopped for a moments rest and a short smoke break after about three hours of the difficult travel. Briefly, he took out his Banishing Gun and checked to make sure that all of the holy bullets were loaded correctly. It did not hurt to be sure…to be absolutely certain that everything was in order. Paranoia was the reason that he was the best. Genjo Sanzo had yet to find a situation that he could not handle with a generous amount of paranoid preparation. That is why out of all the Hunters out there, Sanzo had survived the longest.

Earlier this morning, Kanzeon Bosatsu, the 'thing' in charge of the Hunter's Guild had sent him to slay this certain demon. 'Thing' perhaps was the best way to describe the hermephidite for she-he was both. It was slightly disturbing but with the trends in this day and age who knew. The mere thought of having to report back to her when the mission was over made Sanzo's skin crawl. He threw the thought out of his head as he tossed the used cigarette butt to the ground and snapped the bullet encasing to his revolver shut. Time to concentrate on the prey at hand. The information that he had been given told of a demon more than five hundred years old that was trapped beneath this mountain. He was not told of the exact details of its specific entrapment but that this had been a punishment from the gods. Why no one had come to kill it earlier was far beyond Sanzo's comprehension. For that matter, why not kill it to start with, why waste this time?

Whatever the case, it was going to be dead in mere minuets. Those questions really did not matter anymore. Sanzo continued on until he began to see signs of random talismans and wards. It was close now. He followed the trail until he saw before him what looked to be a cage made of stone. It was covered with the talismans like a festival building. Sanzo readied his gun and crept up to the cage, sliding along one stone wall. As soon as he was close enough, Sanzo jumped out into the middle of the area before the cage and leveled his gun.

Paranoid preparation had not anticipated this. Sanzo stared a bit confused at the sight before him. There was no hulking bloodthirsty demon inside. It was only a small dirty boy who was staring up at him with large golden eyes devoid of maliciousness. Those eyes, they stared at him as if he were the most amazing thing in the world. The boy moved forward ever so slightly and Sanzo heard the rattling of chains only to notice them attached to the boy's limbs. One grubby long nailed hand reached out toward him. Sanzo's finger tightened around the trigger.

"Sun….so bright…"

The voice that spoke rang with a certain familiarity in Sanzo's ears. He had heard this voice calling him in his dreams before. He narrowed violet eyes at the boy, "You've been annoying me."

"…sun…"

The hand reaching out for him was thin and starved. Those eyes again. They looked at him as if he would disappear if they blinked, as if he were a god. Sanzo felt his finger relax, releasing the trigger. He really did not know what to think at all. So pitiful, so scared, was this really even a demon or was Kanzeon playing a trick on him? Without thinking, Sanzo reached out for the hand trying to reach him. Violet and gold….

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The scent of blood was heavy in the air, so was the smell of the undead ones. Cursing his bad luck, he ran though the rain trying to make it back to his home with the winnings that he had earned at the local pub. Long red hair stuck to his back, made heavy by the weight of the water. He continued to glance to the side in an almost nervous alertness. Damn vampires and their murderous feeding. Half the villagers already thought that it was his fault being what he was. Uneducated dimwits, there was a great difference between how they killed and how he could. Sha Gojyo had accepted his life as a half, as a were-beast. Life was normal except for one day out of the month, one night rather.

Still, no one understood that. People were dead so they looked to the monster they knew. Life was cruel like that. Still, he could roll with the punched that life dealt. He had learned to do so a long time ago. Gojyo came to a skidding halt as he almost ran over a prone body that lay in the middle of the path. Shit, just what he needed. Gojyo started to walk past when he saw the body move. The bloody man was still alive! Gojyo knelt beside the man after giving him a questioning kick and receiving a slight groan in reply.

"Hey, you going to be alright?"

The man turned his head and looked at Gojyo. Blood was streaming across his eyes but yet he looked directly at the were-beast or rather, his hair.

"Blood…so much…Kanan…"

When he spoke, elongated canine teeth flashed past his lips. Gojyo watched the vampire in a moment of silence. He felt something akin to pity shake his soul. This one was not like the others. He could see it written on the vampire's pained face. Gojyo took the man's shoulders as emerald eyes closed into blissful oblivion and pulled the man from the bloody mud.

"Come on, don't stand on ceremony." Gojyo said more jokingly to himself than anything else. He half carried, half dragged the man back to his house. Red and green…

End Prologue

Yeah, I know it's dry right now with the recapped anime thing rip off but I am going to keep it as close to the anime as possible with all my new variables and missions for them.