Okay; this is a short fic with Saiyuki, I do apologise if its not great, I pretty much get the information from the manga. And listening to Monty Python may not help either……
Disclaimer: Saiyuki does not belong to me, I take no money and this is pretty much for fun.
Companions
The red haired half-breed looked up at the midnight sky, thanking that he was sharing a room with Goku instead of one of the other's. The monkey was dead to the world until morning, or someone mentions food. But as he looked at the partially cloudy sky, with the moon blocked out and only the stars shining down and the red eyed young man thought of the past year with his companions:
Goku – the stupid monkey who's main train of thought is food; and who tried to protect Sanzo when he was unconscious by removing his power limiter, the diadem on his forehead, which changed him into a demon with a thirst for blood. Not to mention that it was the half-breed who had to try and subdue the demonic monkey; he wasn't exactly successful since he had the wounds to prove it.
Hakkai – the former human, now full demon. The one person of the group the red haired young man could relate to. Sort of. The half-breed never claimed to be very smart, but Hakkai was very intelligent, and due to that it was a slight barrier between. Also the green eyed man seemed more like a mother hen than anything else, although at times the half-breed did appreciate it since he had missed out on a fair bit of mothering. However, due to him being on his own for so long, it wasn't exactly something he was used to.
Sanzo – the balding priest with an attitude problem. The violet eyed man seemed to enjoy inflicting pain on others; although he never showed it, the red haired young man was sure the priest did enjoy it. Hitting Goku and the half-breed with his fan was high on the list, as well as bringing out his banishing gun to threaten the two. Then there were his verbal insults, and when the red haired half-breed and the priest were stuck together, it was what he considered being hell on earth.
The two would never get along since they were so completely different.
Though, the more the red haired young man thought about it, the less he believed it.
Since Sanzo had lost someone important to him; his Master was killed by another from what Hakkai had told him, and he swore he would never care for another person again. How was that not like him?
The red haired half-breed remembered a younger version of himself, ready to die as his mother held the axe, and lifted it to kill the son that wasn't her's; she was stopped by her other son Jien, who had killed her to prevent her from hurting the adoptive son she had taken on. After their mother's death; the two took different roads on life, Jien left due to his clan wanting blood for the death of his mother, while the half-breed just wanted to get on with life, even though he was considered an outcast, a freak to demon's and humans. A child of taboo. So he moved on with his life, alone.
Nah, our circumstances maybe the same, but we dealt with them in different ways. The red haired man mused to himself and re-evaluated his three companions:
Goku – Stupid monkey, like an annoying bratty little brother who's main thought is food.
Hakkai – Former human now a full demon; the only one who looks out after them all.
Sanzo – Balding priest with an attitude problem, putting that aside he has faith in his companions to not be killed until they reach their final destination.
Gojyo smiled, he blew out the smoke from his cigarette and looked at the moon that was finally uncovered from the cloud, he put it out and went to bed; knowing that his companions will be there waiting for him in the morning; and that regardless of what happens they were family.
A weird one, but a family none the less. The half-breed thought to himself and climbed into bed.