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Author's Note:
These stories (one-shots) will not include: shonen-ai, Boy's Love (BL), yaoi and/or slash. And will not lead to any pairings.

Ratings: Ratings will vary from one chapter to the other, so on the safe side, I'll keep it at "T"

Spoilers: Some chapters will contain spoilers for the manga and/or anime. Be warned.

Chapter Spoilers: This takes place after Kami-sama arc.

Next Update: I will be busy for a few days, so I won't be able to update so quickly. I'll try to update on Tuesday, though.

Thanks for the reviews, another quick update!
It was hard for me to write to this chapter, but I'm happy how it turned out, I hope you guys like it.


Chapter Four: Friends

"Hakkai, are we done here?" He asked as he adjusted the shopping bags he carried with both hands.

"Just a minute, I'm getting Goku some meat buns." He disappeared in the crowd.

They were in another busy town on their long journey to the west.

He dropped the bags to the ground, and decided to light a cigarette and wait for him.

He thought back on that day. He still remembers how he found him laying in the dirt under the rain. He remembers that when he saved that person's life, his was changed as well.

He didn't ask for anything in return. He didn't need anything nor want anything, or so he thought.

But what he got in was something he never expected to have, friends.

Ever since then, his life has taken a different turn, and he's walking down a different road in life.

He knows that if someone told him, a few years back, that someday he will make friends and will travel together, he'd laugh and brush it off as something ridicules.

He's always been alone, and thought that he'd live alone.

But he's been proven wrong after all. Life is unpredictable.

The journey to the west has proven to be a long one, and he definitely understands the importance of having friends to travel with.

His friends have always been there for him, and he knew that he can always count on them. Even their youngest one.

"What are you smiling about?" His friend asked as he came carrying a small bag.

"Just how lucky I must be to be stuck with you guys,"

They walked back to the inn, talking about playing a game of mahjong.

"It's been a while since we last played, hasn't it," his friend said.


01.27.2007