TITLE: Stigma
SUMMARY: As a Sanzo of the modern world, you basically just need to attend functions, be polite, and stay in your place to have a smooth life. But the latest Sanzo finds that hard when he soon acquires 3 demon roommates in a world where demons are discriminated against. Things get complicated when he begrudgingly becomes attached to a golden eyed brat who has no business caring about him.
PLEASE NOTE: This story is rated M. According to the FF site, that means it has to be appropriate for ages 16+ WITHOUT explicit content, which includes adult language, themes, and suggestions. This story meets those requirements. Their will be LOTS of cussing because, well... It's Saiyuki.
CHAPTER 3
Wild Animal
"That Prick..." Gojyo frowned staring at the cover of the news paper. Sanzo's stern face was looking back at him. Standing there in his robe and crown. Everyone was sure going ga ga over the guy. Youngest Sanzo to be crowned in a hundred plus years. "I'm sure he's enjoying it too!"
"Who is enjoying what?" Hakkai asked. They had been living together a week now. Hakkai was talking to him though he still hadn't mentioned what had occurred to upset him so, and Gojyo wasn't going to talk about it unless he wanted to.
"My old friend Genjo. We went to elementary school together. His parents died and he got adopted by the church and I never seen him since. But look at him now." He threw the paper down on the coffee table so it faced Hakkai's direction.
"A Sanzo Priest, well... he's certainly set for life."
"Yeah, the bastard. But damn what a sweet gig..." Gojyo sighed almost longingly. "He must be getting laid left and right."
"I doubt that, Sanzo Priests are supposed to be above worldly urges aren't they?" Hakkai frowned. He hadn't ever specifically studied Sanzo Priesthood, but he had run across it in the research of other things.
"Well, technically I guess. But that's not a set in stone rule you know. Sanzo's can sleep around, it's just frowned upon. Man, I wonder if I could score just by saying I know him."
"Didn't you say you hadn't seen him since you were a child."
"Yeah so?"
"Well... Then wouldn't saying you know him be lying?" he asked before taking a sip of his tea.
"What are you the cock block police?" he asked annoyed.
Hakkai just smiled and sat his glass down looking at the picture once again.
"It just sucks," Gojyo complained. "He's off living the high life and I'm stuck in this shit hole..."
"Now now, wouldn't it be better to just be happy for your friend?" Hakkai asked. "It beats feeling sorry for yourself."
"I guess..." he sighed.
"Besides, he's human right? So of course his life would be a little easier than yours, being half demon and all."
"Speaking of which, I've been meaning to ask you..."
Hakkai was pretty sure he knew what was coming.
"You're a demon right? Those things on your ears aren't just a fashion statement."
"Are you going to turn me in?" Hakkai asked. He could be arrested for wearing them.
"Of course not," Gojyo answered stretching out on his sofa. "I was just wondering is all."
Hakkai was suddenly looking rather nervous and he was getting a little shaky. Gojyo was pretty sure he understood why. "Two months ago, I robbed the corner store between Lasiter and High street. They don't have cameras, I didn't hurt anyone, but I kept the money because I needed it."
Hakkai stared at him. "Why are you... why are you telling me..."
"Because you're worried I'm going to hold the knowledge that you're a demon over you right? Well, now you know something about me that could get me arrested. So... we're on a level playing field now."
"I see," Hakkai didn't quite smile at that but his frown disappeared.
"Speaking of which, my money from that gig is just about out. I need to hurry up and find a job so I can pay rent this month. I already missed last."
"I'll help out as well," Hakkai said as he got to his feet and grabbed his coat. "You're letting me stay her after all, it's the least I can do."
"Don't you have college classes to pay for?" Gojyo didn't want Hakkai using school money on him.
"I'm on a scholarship," Hakkai explained. "My college is paid for, but I do have a part time job after school."
"So that's why you always come home so late," Gojyo lit a cigarette. "But really, you don't have to help."
"I want to," Hakkai answered just before he left for the day.
Gojyo smiled, he wondered if maybe he should try to go to college too...
Gojyo came home that afternoon exhausted he had found a job cleaning some rich guys manor but could only have it if he started today, and boy was that ass hole picky. Whatever they gave him fifty dollars for the day so he couldn't complain he supposed. He put the key groggily into his apartment door and attempted to turn it only to find it wouldn't budge. He checked the number on the door to make sure he was indeed at the right place, and that was when he saw it. A peice of paper was there with the word EVICTION NOTICE on it in big bold letters.
"The hell?" he frowned ripping it off the door. He read the paper aloud. "You have hereby been evicted due to having an unauthorized roommate and unpaid rent. You will find your things in the alley."
"Oh dear," Hakkai frowned. He just started down the hall.
"Fuck this place, I didn't want to live here anymore anyway..." Gojyo snapped loudly. "C'mon Hakkai."
Hakkai followed him down to the alley where Gojyo grabbed some clothes and threw them into one of his bags. He started off towards the train station because he knew they could sleep there without being overly suspicious. If anyone asked, they could say they were waiting for a train.
"I'll start looking for other apartments when I get to school tomorrow," Hakkai told him.
"I'll see if my new employer can give me an advance..."
"Oh you found a place to hire you?"
"Yeah, that Soshin guy owns a large manor and they gave me a gig cleaning it," Gojyo explained.
"Soshin, I've heard of him. He's a rich Priest if I'm not mistaken. High up there, but not quite as high as a Sanzo."
"Ugh, don't mention that title around me... Damn it, it just pisses me off that he's living the high life right now while we're on our way to spend the night in a train station..."
Hakkai smiled glumly. "Well, you can keep being mad at him all you want but it's not his fault we're in this predicament."
"Knock off the voice of reason crap, just let me blame the ass hole, he's not even here anyway. I mean really, who am I hurting?"
Hakkai's smile was genuine that time."
"Aren't you the new help?" asked a girl the moment he walked in the following day.
"Uh, yeah," he answered.
"Great, my name is Yaone, we have extra suits in the back since you forgot to wear one," she explained.
"Suits?" he frowned. "I think their is a mistake, I was hired to clean and do yard work and shit."
"Not today," Yaone snapped. "Today is Master Soshin's party, and we need more hands serving food to the guests. So today you're going to be a waiter."
"Aw c'mon lady," Gojyo frowned. "I'm really not one for suits and fancy parties..."
"Well it's either you do this, or you need not bother showing up tomorrow!" she was getting more than a little tired of his complaining. "We servants fill in whatever spots we're needed for."
He thought it was kind of weird to see a demon being so forward even with a half breed like him. Most demons would act meekly around others and not want to insult a human (or even a half human).
"Alright," he gave up and was led to a back room where he put on the suit.
She wanted to cut his hair so he would be more presentable, but he refused. So they compromised by him putting his hair up in a ponytail. He spent about an hour or two helping everyone set up, and finally Yaone announced the two minute mark to the party beginning. She rushed around and straightened the tie of all the waiters and then the doors opened and guests upon guests came in. All of them were human, which didn't surprise Gojyo at all. He put on his least awkward smile and went around with his tray offering food and drinks to all.
"Introducing, Genjo Sanzo!"
Everyone turned upon hearing the title. Gojyo actually cursed under his breath before looking up to him. He had certainly grown into quite the ladies man, but he still wasn't quite on par with him in the looks department, though a nice crown like that certainly couldn't hurt his chances of getting the ladies attention.
His boss rushed up to him and put a hand on Gojyo's shoulder. "Come bring Master Sanzo a drink!" he demanded.
"Wha? Me?"
"Yes you, now hurry!" Soshin practically dragged him over.
"Master Genjo Sanzo, it is truly an honor. May I offer you some wine?" Soshin asked and then he nudged Gojyo who held the tray out smiling awkwardly.
He wondered what Genjo was going to say. Probably something like, oh I remember you. You're that kid from school, well as you can see I'm quite well off now. Too bad you couldn't get ahead in life like I have. Well okay, he probably wouldn't say that, but he was willing to bet the last fifty in his pocket that he was going to say something condescending and cocky.
Genjo looked at him and reached out taking the last glass on his tray. "Thank you, this is quite an event Mr. Soshin. I was glad to receive your invitation."
He was an even bigger shit than he thought, Gojyo frowned. The bastard was acting like he didn't even recognize him. What an ass hole! He immediately went right into a conversation with Soshin and over looked him like the hired help. He paused at that thought. Okay, he was the hired help... But still... Not even a hey I remember you nod.
Soshin and Genjo walked off talking leaving Gojyo holding a now empty tray looking stupid.
"Tsk, prick," he frowned before returning to the kitchen to load up the tray.
Sanzo was discussing church business with Soshin out on the balcony, he could already feel himself getting quite bored. He hated parties, but as a Sanzo Priest he was expected to attend.
Their was a loud series of boos off in the distance which called Sanzo's attention to a small barn looking place in Soshin's enormous yard. "I see this isn't your only party?"
"Oh, well..." Soshin sounded nervous. "You see, I let my servants hold little gatherings of their own when I hold parties. It boosts their moral when they can kick back and relax from time to time."
"I see..." Sanzo answered taking a sip of his wine.
About five minutes later, a man (clearly not dressed for the party) rushed in and headed over to Soshin. "Sir, I need to speak with you it's urgent."
Soshin wrinkled his nose up on first seeing the man, clearly disgusted by his lack of formal attire, but he also looked angry at the intrusion. "Can you not see that I am with Genjo Sanzo right now?"
"Yes, Sir... I'm terribly sorry..." he bowed nervously. "But truly this is urgent."
"Ugh, Master Sanzo, I do hope we can pick this up a little later," Soshin said bowing before walking over to the man.
"What?" was the last thing Sanzo heard him say before he disappeared from ear shot. However they walked right towards where Gojyo was working.
He was currently trying to convince a pretty guest to have a third glass of wine when...
"It's Goku, he's refusing to fight."
"What? Why?"
"They paired him with an animal."
"He's been paired with animals before, so what's the problem?"
"This animal was a small dog. They did it completely as a joke, but he has refused to fight it. A lot of people were expecting that reaction I think, because well over half the attendees placed their bets on the dog."
"You have got to be kidding me!" Soshin snapped. "That idiot will ruin me!"
Gojyo turned watching Soshin leave. Really? He's holding an illegal demon fight now of all times. Well, whatever. It wasn't his problem he supposed.
"You really don't remember me huh?" Gojyo had walked over to Sanzo.
Sanzo glanced up in an almost completely uncaring manner. "Should I?"
"Yes!" Gojyo snapped. "We went to elementary school together! Seriously we played on the playground, I even shared my lunch with you before."
"..."
"But I get it, the great Sanzo doesn't want to let anyone know he was once friends with a halfer. I get it..."
"My family was in a car accident when I was a kid," Sanzo said bluntly. "In it I lost pretty much all my memories from before the accident. It was bad enough to the point I couldn't recognize my parent's faces when asked to confirm it was their bodies."
"Uh... oh shit man. Sorry... I didn't realize..." Gojyo responded.
Sanzo put down his empty glass on the balcony railing. "Remember what you're feeling now before you go trying to purposely make someone else feel bad for no reason."
"Shit, you don't need to rub it in. I said I was sorry."
"Doesn't matter, I was lying anyway, but it was good lesson for you."
"You lied! So... you weren't in an accident?"
"Oh I was in an accident alright, I just never lost my memories. Trust me, if I don't remember you it's because you weren't important enough for me to remember to begin with."
"You ass!" Gojyo looked like he wanted to hit him, but the next second he was distracted by Soshin marching across the lawn to the barn-like building. "There he goes..."
"Not important enough to get invited to the workers party I see," Sanzo teased.
"Workers party?" Gojyo raised an eyebrow. "That ain't no party, their having illegal demon fights down there. I just overheard Soshin talking. I guess his demon got paired with a dog as a joke, but he refused to fight it and I'll bet that's costing him quite a bit of money..."
Sanzo frowned looking down at the building.
Soshin burst in just as the announcer made the called, "And the winner is... Dog!"
Their was an uproar of laughter from most of the crowd and some boos from others who hadn't bet on the dog. Soshin looked furious he glared down into the caged ring. Goku was bloody and bruised from previous fights in the evening. But he was kneeling on the ground holding the cowering dog close to him. It was licking Goku's arm and hand as thought very happy that he hadn't hurt it.
"I hope you got enough to pay me Soshin," said one of his attendees. "I put 10,000 on the dog, and he just won because time ran out.
"I bet 4,000," exclaimed another.
"I put 8,000," shouted a third.
Soshin snapped, "Everyone go home, this was the last fight today!"
The over of the dog walked out and roughly grabbed it by the collar and Goku was ordered to return to his cage. He did so willingly. He already knew what losing that fight meant, but... Goku couldn't justify hurting a creature that wasn't trying to hurt him first.
He was put in his cage and chained with his hands behind his back, Goku was fully expecting the beating that followed, but he couldn't help but wonder if the dog was okay with his owner. He hadn't led the creature out of there too gently.
Soshin came in all to soon and started the hitting and the kicking. This wasn't Goku's first beating so he basically understood by now that laying as still as possible usually helped ensure it didn't last too long. He had tried to fight back in the past, and that would only make the attacker angrier. So that's what he did.
"How could you cost me so much! All the profit earned from your earlier fights is gone now!"
"..."
"Answer me!"
"..."
He kicked Goku hard in the stomach and he coughed up a bit of blood.
"I said answer me!"
"..."
"You stupid!" he kicked the side of his face hard before turning back to the entrance of his cage. He had his servant lock it.
"Goku is not to eat for four days due to this!" he demanded and they nodded.
Darn... the worst punishment of all... Goku frowned and closed his eyes.
Sohin stopped in the hall mirror to straighten himself up and tidy up his hair before he returned to the party. He was quite happy to see Sanzo still out on the balcony, and he hurried over.
"Ah, you waited for me," he said smiling. "I—"
He glanced at Gojyo was standing out there seemingly chatting away with him. "I'm sorry, I don't think I pay you to stand there and make small talk."
"Well you pay me not to mention your illegal demon fighting club either but I did."
"Uh, what! How absurd!" he snapped. "You're fired for spreading lies about me! Leave now!"
He turned to Sanzo bowing slightly, "I am so sorry you had to see that, I will pick my help better in the future..."
"Is that blood on your shoe?" Sanzo asked glancing down.
"Wha... no of course not!" he answered quickly looking nervous.
"Uh-huh..." Sanzo started heading to the door.
"Oh look, we're going on a little field trip," Gojyo grinned following in Sanzo's wake has he headed towards the exit and swiftly began making his way across Soshin's lawn.
"Master Sanzo, please return to the party, their is really no need. It's an old barn. Perhaps that was blood on my shoe, but honestly... Their is all sorts of things in that old barn. Their is probably more than that on my shoes."
Sanzo's pace didn't speed up or slow down and his words, but he got more panicked all the same.
"Shall I open the door Master Sanzo?" Gojyo asked sarcastically grinning at him when they arrived at it.
"Sure," Sanzo answered.
So Gojyo kicked it open. The sight was pretty much what they were expecting. A caged ring with hay and blood on the ground. Benches set up for onlookers. Sanzo walked in, it was cleared out of it's guests, but he could tell their had been people in here recently from the half drunk beer bottles and still lit cigarette butts strewn about.
"Master Sanzo, I can explain!" Soshin gasped nervously.
"Where are you keeping your demon?" he asked with no emotion showing on his face.
"I don't... I don't have a demon. I mean. I have demon servants, they're back at the manor."
Sanzo pulled out his gun and pointed it directly at Soshin's face without so much as turning around to look at him. "The demon you use for fighting. Where do you keep them?"
"Uh... I don't know... what you're..."
"Oh Master Sanzo," Gojyo called in the same sarcastic tone. "Lookie here I found a door that has been pad locked shut."
Sanzo walked over to it and shot the lock so it popped open. He pulled it open and walked inside. It was quite dark down here. Their were two lights dangling from the ceiling. One at the beginning of the hallway and one at the end. He could just see a set of bars at the end of the hall.
"Please, Master Sanzo wait. I... I've never seen this place before—"
"I would just quit talking if I were you," Gojyo said smiling. "You're just going to dig yourself in a deeper hole."
Sanzo walked to the end of the hall with Gojyo closely on his heels. He turned to look in the cage and his eyes widened slightly at the sight.
"Holy shit... He's just a kid..." Gojyo couldn't believe that anyone could put a kid through this. He was lying unconscious on the dirt floor, his hands were chained behind his back, it was pretty obvious that he had recently had the shit beat out of him. He was covered in bruises and cuts.
"He isn't a child, he's a teenager," Soshin snapped as though it would make his crime seem less cruel.
"Give me the key," Sanzo demanded.
"I... I don't have the key," he lied again.
No longer willing to take any more of his shit, Sanzo pointed his gun at the lock on the cage and shot it open. He was a bit surprised the kid hadn't woken up from the noise. He checked for a pulse, he had one. Frowning, Sanzo reached up to take the crown he was wearing off his head. "Oh dear God don't!" Soshin suddenly screamed.
Sanzo paused and looked back at him. "Limiters are considered illegal. He should not be wearing one."
"You don't understand, that boy has to wear his. He will literally kill all of us if you take it off!"
"Tsk," Gojyo rolled his eyes. "Another idiot who still believes tales from the past. Demons haven't gone crazy and attacked someone in a thousand years. Jeez..."
"You don't understand! This kid does..."
Something about the fear in his voice made Sanzo leave it on. He stood back up. "Is he really that dangerous?"
"More than you can imagine..." Soshin answered desperately.
He pointed his gun again and shot the chains binding his hands and feet. Then he stood up and as he walked passed Gojyo he snapped, "Gojyo carry him."
"What? Why me?"
"Because I said so, now move your ass!" Sanzo snapped he turned to Soshin. "The next time I visit, this place better be burned to the ground. For now all I'm taking is the kid. But if I find out that you headed something like this ever again I'll report you and strip you of your title with the Church. Consider this me being merciful." With that he turned heading towards the exit.
Man, he's really expecting me to grab the kid, Gojyo frowned before heading inside the cage. He scooped him up carefully in his arms and carried him towards the exit. Sanzo sure looked all big and bad walking towards the main gate. He held up a hand and his limo pulled up. Sanzo opened the door. "C'mon get in," he didn't seem to happy about them riding in his limo but he seemed to have mentally decided that he didn't have a choice.
Gojyo laid the kid across one of the leather seats and then sat down across from him. Sanzo to a place at Gojyo's right and tapped the window. "Home," he said.
"Yes Sir," the driver answered and the limo took off.
"Well, look at this classy set up," Gojyo looked around the inside of the limo feeling begrudgingly impressed.
When Sanzo didn't comment he decided to talk about what they were both clearly thinking about.
"Do you think he's hurt bad?" Gojyo asked.
"I'll have a doctor come out to my home and examine him," Sanzo looked out the window at the traffic lights going by.
"I wonder where his parents are," Gojyo frowned, he reached up and loosened his tie.
"Who knows," Sanzo tore his glare away from the window. "So where do you want me to drop you off at?"
"Drop me off? What you're not going to let me stay at your place?" Gojyo frowned.
"Why would I do that?"
"Because I don't currently have a place to live and Sanzo Priests are supposed to be kind and generous aren't they?" he grinned.
"You can stay a week," Sanzo snapped giving in far quicker than he had expected him to. "But not a day longer."
"Cool!" Gojyo grinned. "I just have one more favor to ask..."
"And?"
"I sort of had a roommate, so can he stay too?"
"No."
"But a Sanzo Priest shouldn't ever turn his back on a poor soul in need," Gojyo pointed out teasingly.
"Whatever, your friend can stay a week too, but then all three of you are to leave."
"Three, dang. The brat only gets a week too huh? Harsh."
"He's going to get better, and then I'm going to find his home and take him there. Then that will be the end of that."
Gojyo took out his phone, "I'll just let my friend know where to meet me."
A few hours later Goku was safely tucked away in the bed of one of his guest bedrooms, when Hakkai knocked on the door.
"Hey, welcome to the temporary Casa de Gojyo."
"This isn't your Casa de anything," Sanzo snapped.
"Ah, Priest Sanzo," Hakkai said walking over to him. "It's an honor, thank you for allowing us to stay the week."
"Not a big deal, make yourself at home," Sanzo said without caring. He sunk down in his sofa picking up his newspaper.
Gojyo ran up wrapping one arm around Hakkai, "C'mon let me show you to your room!"
He led him down the hallway to the room next to the one he had picked for himself. "This will be yours, now listen..."
Gojyo quickly closed the door behind them both after they walked inside. "If we play our cards right, we might be able to stay longer. Just keep bringing up what's expected of a Sanzo Priest and he caves rather quickly. It's how I got us in there in the first place."
"That's not very nice Gojyo," Hakkai said. "I say we just take this week and spend it looking for jobs and a new place to live."
"Ugh, but if we can mooch of this guy for longer, why not?"
Hakkai, smiled. "I've never been much of a moocher. I'd much rather not impose upon Sanzo any more than necessary."
"Damn it, you're too nice Hakkai," Gojyo frowned heading towards the door when they heard.
CRASH!
They ran out in the hall just in time to see Sanzo reach the top landing. A terrified older gentleman rushed out of the room just on the left of the landing looking panicked.
"I refuse to treat this patient! He nearly killed me!" he gasped before hurrying down the stairs.
"There goes the doctor?" Gojyo frowned.
"Doctor? For who?" Hakkai asked.
Their was another crashing sound within the room the man had just run out of. Sanzo took out his gun.
"Shit, you're not planning to shoot the kid are you?" Gojyo gasped.
"You remember what he said about removing his crown right? If it's true I just might have to," he explained before swinging the door open. It looked like a rabbid monkey had torn the room apart. The four poster bed had all but one post broken. dresser had been tipped over, the blanket had been yanked off the bed and thrown in the corner where the bed had been pushed side was as though serving as a barricade blocking that corner of the room.
"Well shit," Gojyo sighed.
"Who exactly is in here?" Hakkai asked.
"Some kid named Goku, the dumb ass I was working for was using him in illegal demon fights," Gojyo explained.
"I see..."
"Alright, Goku if you're still in here. Show yourself!"
No answer.
"I don't have time for games," Sanzo snapped. "Come here now!"
The blankets moved slightly and round somewhat terrified golden eyes peeked out from the folds. As far as Sanzo could see, he was still wearing his crown. He let out an exasperated sigh and put away his gun. "C'mon on out," he demanded. He walked over putting a knee on the bed he reached across to the corner where he was hiding. "Now."
Timidly Goku took his hand and Sanzo, not exactly softly, but not really roughly either, pulled him from the cocoon of blankets he had set up on the floor until he was sitting on the bed. Goku stared up at him with unwavering yellow eyes.
"What the hell did you scare off the doctor for?" Sanzo sounded more than a little annoyed.
"He hurt me," Goku answered lowering his head as though he knew he had been wrong. "He pushed on my chest and it hurt..."
"Well no shit," Gojyo answered. "That's because you probably have a broken rib you dumb ass."
"Gojyo," Hakkai scolded.
"I'm calling another doctor, and you're not to lash out at them. You need to be examined and yes, it probably will hurt," Sanzo added the last bit when it seemed as though Goku were going to open his mouth to retort.
"Sanzo," Hakkai said taking a step forward. "Please allow me, I'm actually studying to be a doctor."
"You are?" Hakkai nodded in reassurance and Sanzo shrugged. "Alright then examine him."
He turned to leave just as Goku grabbed his wrist. "You're the one who opened my cage."
"Yeah," Sanzo answered dully.
"I like your hair," Goku added, though it made the conversation feel odd, because that had nothing to do with the last thing he had said. Which gave Sanzo the feeling he didn't conversate with people much. "It's bright, I like bright things."
"Uh... okay," Sanzo said. "Well wonderful, because this is the brightest doctor I know, now let him examine you."
Sanzo started to leaving again after pulling his wrist free, but this time Goku grabbed his hand. He didn't say anything but he held it firmly.
"Whatever, just start looking him over," Sanzo sighed standing right there as Hakkai made sure his wounds weren't life threatening. When he tried to examine his chest Goku started getting ornery to the point Sanzo had to hold his arms to stop him taking a swipe at Hakkai. When Hakkai tried to examine his stomach it got worse, and Goku actually left a few scratches on Sanzo in his effort to try and get away. Then came bandaging the wounds he had which he was no more well behaved for.
When everything was all said and done Hakkai and Sanzo looked very tired, but Goku looked happy for it being done.
"Well, you defiantly have some broken ribs, at least two, other than that he just has a lot of cuts and bruises. So he should be okay with a lot of rest."
Sanzo was breathing hard, "Great sounds like a plan, you... Go to sleep."
"But I'm not tired."
"I don't care you're going to sleep," Sanzo snapped he started heading towards the door and Goku grabbed his robe sleeve.
"Fuck what now?" Sanzo snapped a little more aggressively than he had intended.
"I'm hungry," he said meekly.
"Ugh... Gojyo go make him some food!"
"What why me?"
"Because you stood around and did nothing while we got cut up from trying to examine him, and I'll kill you if you don't!" he pulled out his gun pointing it at him.
"Jeez okay!" Gojyo stammered.
"Now lay your ass down, he'll bring it up in a minute," and with that Sanzo purposely pulled his sleeve free and stormed out before he could be called back.
Hakkai followed him closing the door behind him. Goku sat there looking around. He didn't really register the mess he had made. He didn't even really have a concept of mess. But one thing he did know. He liked this fluffy stuff he could wrap up in. It was warm. He supposed the person buying him had finally came. Had it been a month already? Either way he felt kind of happy, because this was the biggest cage he had ever been in.
"Well, that was like tending to a wild animal," Hakkai exhaled when they were out of his room.
"Tsk, look at me. I got blood all over my robes and I'm all cut up... That little shit..." Sanzo looked thoroughly annoyed. "Ugh, what was the deal with his stomach, he freaked out the most when you touched that and he wasn't even hurt to bad there."
"Well, in the wild that is the first place animals tend to attack since it's the easiest to claw at and would do the most damage if split open. So it kinda makes sense that he would be protective of that area. It's probably best to view him as unpredictable until we get a better grasp on what he's like."
"Yeah, fine. I'm getting a shower and going to bed," Sanzo snapped. He was 150% done with the whole day.
Chapter Three, I hope you continue to enjoy!
