Just a summer evening (I think it's summer. >. ). Gojyo reminisces, and discovers there's more to the pissy blonde than being blonde and pissy. I've tried to keep it mostly IC, hope I haven't butchered it too bad.


Gojyo sat on the back porch of the hotel, watching the sunset. There was an unlit cigarette between his lips, and he held an empty Zippo lighter in his hand. For no particular reason, the sunset reminded him of a beautiful blonde they'd met way back near the beginning of the journey. Shunrei, her name was. A human in love with a youkai who had gone insane. How tragically romantic. She'd had so many hopes and dreams, and he's wanted to keep them safe for her. Fine thing when he could barely keep his own skin in one piece.

Footsteps broke into his thoughts, the soft shff of sandals, and he looked up at another, very different blonde. Whether or not Sanzo could be called beautiful was a matter he left open for debate. At the moment, however, the priest looked rough.

"Shit man," Gojyo muttered, "you look like hell."

Sanzo grunted at that, leaning against the doorframe. The redhead sobered momentarily.

"You doing ok?"

Though Sanzo's eyebrows quirked up a little, he replied noncommittally "I'll live." A pause, as he lit a cigarette of his own, breathed in the smoke and held it just long enough to feel the burn.

"You?"

Gojyo glanced at him then. "Fabulous. A few bumps and scrapes, but nothing that a few beers and a good..."

"Don't say it."

"...smoke wouldn't fix," finished the kappa, adding with a smirk, "what are you, some kind of pervert?"

There was a whistling, a thud and a yelp as something small and hard hit the back of Gojyo's head.

"Ow! That hurt, you piece of..." he stopped as he realised that the something was Sanzo's lighter. Snatching it up, he smilled winningly at Sanzo as he finally lit his cig. "And me fresh out of a light, you're so sweet."

"Would you thank me for a bullet?" Sanzo grated out. Gojyo laughed, then they both fell silent.

"It's gonna be a beautiful night," murmured the kappa at last, and Sanzo snorted.

"What are you, going soft?"

"Bastard," Gojyo relied, his tone tolerantly amused. Another few minutes of silence ensued, and then they heard voices from inside.

"I'm hungry!"

"Now now, Goku, dinner's almost ready."

"Hey, Hakkai," Gojyo called in, "did you get my beer?"

"Forget your beer, I'm nearly out of cigs." Sanzo stalked back inside, every inch the cold-hearted priest. Gojyo rolled his eyes, chuckling softly to himself.


Ohmygod! Ruler tool! Whewt! (I'm so bizarre) Flames, lovebubbles, all appreciated but I'm not gonna beg. Mwah:x