# 9, #11, and #23
Silly plot bunnies.
Konzen Douji sat in limbo, smoking a cigarette as he awaited rebirth. Smoking was a habit he had picked up from living as Genjo Sanzo, six lives before. An older Goku sat next to him, chattering away about his past life.
Tempou and Kenren approached the two. "New life assignments," the ex-Field Marshal announced, handing over papers.
"All right!" Goku cheered. "I'm gonna be a cook!" Golden eyes looked up. "What about you?"
"Librarian," the brunette replied, smiling.
"Looks like we're going to meet each other again," Kozen scowled.
"Aw, you know you'd miss us," Kenren teased.
"Hardly."
Inwardly, though, he smiled.
"Have liquor but don't let it have you."
Sanzo tried, but then the rain started. And the priest needed an escape.
Things got progressively fuzzy as the night wore on before fading to black.
He panicked the next morning when he woke up next to Goku.
Naked.
He was frantically remember the previous night's events through a pounding headache, hoping he hadn't molested Goku--or worse--when Goku pulled him closer, kissing his temple.
"Nothing happened," the seen said in a low voice, sensing the blonde's unease. "You went straight to sleep."
Sanzo groaned. "Never again."
Goku chuckled gently.
"I am NOT coming out!" Gojyo called out from his room.
"Oh, come on," Hakkai soothed. "It's not that bad."
"It. Is."
Sanzo, dressed in his black shirt and jeans, took a drag on his cigarette. "The demon likes half-breed women. You're all we've got."
The door was wrenched open, revealing Gojyo in Sanzo's robes. Hakkai had managed to make it look like a dress with the strategic use of ribbons. His red hair was pulled back in a braid.
Goku started snickering.
Sanzo smacked him with the fan.
"Let's kick some demon ass," Gojyo growled, storming down the hall.
Konzen Douji sat in limbo, smoking a cigarette as he awaited rebirth. Smoking was a habit he had picked up from living as Genjo Sanzo, six lives before. An older Goku sat next to him, chattering away about his past life.
Tempou and Kenren approached the two. "New life assignments," the ex-Field Marshal announced, handing over papers.
"All right!" Goku cheered. "I'm gonna be a cook!" Golden eyes looked up. "What about you?"
"Librarian," the brunette replied, smiling.
"Looks like we're going to meet each other again," Kozen scowled.
"Aw, you know you'd miss us," Kenren teased.
"Hardly."
Inwardly, though, he smiled.
"Have liquor but don't let it have you."
Sanzo tried, but then the rain started. And the priest needed an escape.
Things got progressively fuzzy as the night wore on before fading to black.
He panicked the next morning when he woke up next to Goku.
Naked.
He was frantically remember the previous night's events through a pounding headache, hoping he hadn't molested Goku--or worse--when Goku pulled him closer, kissing his temple.
"Nothing happened," the seen said in a low voice, sensing the blonde's unease. "You went straight to sleep."
Sanzo groaned. "Never again."
Goku chuckled gently.
"I am NOT coming out!" Gojyo called out from his room.
"Oh, come on," Hakkai soothed. "It's not that bad."
"It. Is."
Sanzo, dressed in his black shirt and jeans, took a drag on his cigarette. "The demon likes half-breed women. You're all we've got."
The door was wrenched open, revealing Gojyo in Sanzo's robes. Hakkai had managed to make it look like a dress with the strategic use of ribbons. His red hair was pulled back in a braid.
Goku started snickering.
Sanzo smacked him with the fan.
"Let's kick some demon ass," Gojyo growled, storming down the hall.