I'm in a writing mood, so here.
Seitan Taisei shook his head, knocking the last bits of the song from his mind. He looked at the hands holding him and cocked his head slightly. This person had stopped the little bird from singing.
"Where's my little bird?" he asked softly, voice hinted with insanity.
"He's here, Seitan Taisei, he's here," Homura answered soothingly.
Seitan Taisei pushed against the man behind him and ducked to the floor, this time he slammed an elbow into Homura's stomach. The little bird…
Homura stepped back, mainly from shock. He then smiled. "Come now, Seitan Taisei. I don't bite."
The young heretic laughed and whirled, leaping at Homura, but the man met each move.
The man than began to sing and Seitan Taisei stopped moving. He crouched, watching Homura.
Sanzo limped through the desert, holding his gun tight in his right hand. His dark purple eyes searched the empty sands for some sign of a town and they always watched as the carcasses of animals continued to pile up.
"Goku…where are you?" Sanzo muttered, all promises of killing the boy if he had lost control gone.