Authoress' Notes: I don't know exactly where this came from, but I hope you like it anyways.
Disclaimer: I don't own Saiyuki. No profit is being made from this.
Warning: No real spoilers to speak of, but my version of the end.
To Hold Nothing
" You still don't get it do you..."
'I do get it, you maniacal bastard.'
That mans voice still resonated through his head. Years after the battle had been won, long after he had lost the fight, he still couldn't get rid of that bastard's voice. Like a cough that you just can't shake. And it always reminded him.
He told himself he didn't care, that they had made their decision. That they were the ones stupid enough to...
But he didn't care. It didn't concern him. It was nobodies fault but their own.
Golden, innocent eyes didn't haunt his sleep. He didn't smell the disgusting sent of cheap cigarettes and sex. He didn't have anyone to nag him like a mother hen.
"I have only lost my bet ...what have you lost?"
'I haven't lost a goddam thing.'
