Fandom #5 - Assigning Blame (Saiyuki)
Title: Assigning Blame
Author: genx88
Fandom: Saiyuki: A warped, updated version of the classic Chinese legend "Journey to the West" now with 100% more bishonen who travel to India to Save The World!
Wordcount: 886
Notes: Vague spoilers for Reload fillers and Gensomaden/Reload manga.
Taunt: My fandom Never. Gets. There.
Assigning Blame
Gojyo's elbow rested lazily against the side of the jeep. An unlit cigarette dangled from the side of his mouth as he watched the ground slip by. "Oi Hakkai," he spoke, his voice breaking the steady silence, "how far until the next town?"
Hakkai's easy smile didn't quite reach his eyes, but any sense of concern was carefully schooled out of his voice. "Well," he started, "considering the last two towns were populated by nothing but youkai and we've needed a new map for a while... We haven't exactly come across opportunity to ask for directions."
Goku leaned forward in his seat. His hands gripped the back of Hakkai's seat. "You mean you don't know? But when will I eat?"
"Now, now. This road seems well traveled and we're still following the river so I'm sure we'll come across some sign of civilization soon."
Goku let out a whine. "We're never going to get there. We're all going to starve."
Gojyo kicked him, none too lightly. "You mean, you're going to starve," he corrected.
"I'm sure we'll come across a town before you have to resort to cannibalism."
Gojyo gave Hakkai a sidelong look. "You're kind of creepy sometimes, you know that?"
"Eat Gojyo first." Sanzo's words were less a suggestion and more an encouragement. "He's the one that slows us down."
"Say what you stupid monk?" Gojyo started to stand.
"You're the reason we sidetrack so much."
"Come back here and say that to my face."
Goku tilted his head to one side. "He's right you know."
"Shove it you stupid monkey." Gojyo reached over and smacked Goku upside the head. "How many times has your stupid stomach got us into trouble? You're just as bad as I am."
"I am not! You're the one that went looking for your brother. You're the one that adopted those two little kids and their pet monster who tried to kill me and Hakkai."
"Who the hell even asked you?"
But Goku didn't seem to hear him, beginning to tick off encounters with a flick of his fingers. "You're the reason why we had to backtrack all the way to fight Kami-sama. And you got us dumped into the river. And chased by bears!"
"Yeah well if you didn't spend so much time with your boyfriend then we would have been there already."
"I don't have a boyfriend you stupid kappa."
"Sure you do." Gojyo grinned around the cigarette in his mouth. "Kou-gai-ji-chan."
Goku fisted his hand in Gojyo's shirt. "He's not my boyfriend you fricking idiot."
"We'll you're always so excited to see him," Gojyo retorted as he tried to push Goku away.
"I'm not even gay you perverted kappa! Besides, what am I supposed to do? Just let him go?"
"Ah, infatuated already. Justifying your forbidden love." Gojyo clasped his hands together, brought them close to his face, and affected a smile. "How cute. Have you two set a date for the wedding?"
"Take it back."
"Ha! Make me you stupid monkey." Gojyo let himself go limp in Goku's grip, fished out his lighter, and lit his cigarette with a fluidity that shouldn't have been accomplished when his shirt was acquiring permanent creases.
"Take it back right now you stupid cockroach."
"I'm sure Sanzo would even marry ya."
"Sanzo!" Goku let out an ear splitting whine that was quickly overshadowed by two gunshots.
"Shut up." Sanzo kept the gun level for another moment, just until he was sure that silence was going to dominate the jeep, then tucked it up his sleeve and sat down again.
Gojyo stopped twitching and rested his head upon his hand. "Che," he started under his breath, "It's all that shitty monk's fault. He's the reason we get so many assassins after us. We would have been there by now if it weren't for Sanzo-sama."
Goku nodded once in curt agreement. He knew there was something off about that statement but couldn't quite put his finger on it.
Hakki glanced back. "Gojyo, perhaps it's best if we drop this subject."
"Eh. You're probably right. You're always running off to rescue damsels in distress anyway." Gojyo took another drag, oblivious to Hakkai's hands tightening on the wheel. Oblivious to the look that passed between Sanzo and Hakkai.
There was a squawk of indignation, followed by a thud and a string of curses.
Sanzo dusted off his hands and sat back down. "Keep driving."
"You shouldn't have done that Sanzo," Hakkai admonished, even as he stepped on the gas. "Eventually we'll have to go back and get him."
"He can run to India for all I care."
"Of course, a little exercise is never a bad thing."
"Ne, Gojyo!" Goku's yelled as the Jeep continued to put distance between them. "Hurry up. You're gonna make us late again."
"You bastards." Gojyo cursed at the retreating form of the Jeep. Then, he let his head drop to the ground.
He took a drag, then exhaled sending white smoke into the air then flicked the burned out cigarette away with his finger. He stood, stretched languidly, then shoved his hands in his pocket and then began to shuffle along.
Tch. It wasn't like there was any reason to rush. After all, it was only a matter of time before Sanzo's fan club showed up again.
*fin*
Author: genx88
Fandom: Saiyuki: A warped, updated version of the classic Chinese legend "Journey to the West" now with 100% more bishonen who travel to India to Save The World!
Wordcount: 886
Notes: Vague spoilers for Reload fillers and Gensomaden/Reload manga.
Taunt: My fandom Never. Gets. There.
Assigning Blame
Gojyo's elbow rested lazily against the side of the jeep. An unlit cigarette dangled from the side of his mouth as he watched the ground slip by. "Oi Hakkai," he spoke, his voice breaking the steady silence, "how far until the next town?"
Hakkai's easy smile didn't quite reach his eyes, but any sense of concern was carefully schooled out of his voice. "Well," he started, "considering the last two towns were populated by nothing but youkai and we've needed a new map for a while... We haven't exactly come across opportunity to ask for directions."
Goku leaned forward in his seat. His hands gripped the back of Hakkai's seat. "You mean you don't know? But when will I eat?"
"Now, now. This road seems well traveled and we're still following the river so I'm sure we'll come across some sign of civilization soon."
Goku let out a whine. "We're never going to get there. We're all going to starve."
Gojyo kicked him, none too lightly. "You mean, you're going to starve," he corrected.
"I'm sure we'll come across a town before you have to resort to cannibalism."
Gojyo gave Hakkai a sidelong look. "You're kind of creepy sometimes, you know that?"
"Eat Gojyo first." Sanzo's words were less a suggestion and more an encouragement. "He's the one that slows us down."
"Say what you stupid monk?" Gojyo started to stand.
"You're the reason we sidetrack so much."
"Come back here and say that to my face."
Goku tilted his head to one side. "He's right you know."
"Shove it you stupid monkey." Gojyo reached over and smacked Goku upside the head. "How many times has your stupid stomach got us into trouble? You're just as bad as I am."
"I am not! You're the one that went looking for your brother. You're the one that adopted those two little kids and their pet monster who tried to kill me and Hakkai."
"Who the hell even asked you?"
But Goku didn't seem to hear him, beginning to tick off encounters with a flick of his fingers. "You're the reason why we had to backtrack all the way to fight Kami-sama. And you got us dumped into the river. And chased by bears!"
"Yeah well if you didn't spend so much time with your boyfriend then we would have been there already."
"I don't have a boyfriend you stupid kappa."
"Sure you do." Gojyo grinned around the cigarette in his mouth. "Kou-gai-ji-chan."
Goku fisted his hand in Gojyo's shirt. "He's not my boyfriend you fricking idiot."
"We'll you're always so excited to see him," Gojyo retorted as he tried to push Goku away.
"I'm not even gay you perverted kappa! Besides, what am I supposed to do? Just let him go?"
"Ah, infatuated already. Justifying your forbidden love." Gojyo clasped his hands together, brought them close to his face, and affected a smile. "How cute. Have you two set a date for the wedding?"
"Take it back."
"Ha! Make me you stupid monkey." Gojyo let himself go limp in Goku's grip, fished out his lighter, and lit his cigarette with a fluidity that shouldn't have been accomplished when his shirt was acquiring permanent creases.
"Take it back right now you stupid cockroach."
"I'm sure Sanzo would even marry ya."
"Sanzo!" Goku let out an ear splitting whine that was quickly overshadowed by two gunshots.
"Shut up." Sanzo kept the gun level for another moment, just until he was sure that silence was going to dominate the jeep, then tucked it up his sleeve and sat down again.
Gojyo stopped twitching and rested his head upon his hand. "Che," he started under his breath, "It's all that shitty monk's fault. He's the reason we get so many assassins after us. We would have been there by now if it weren't for Sanzo-sama."
Goku nodded once in curt agreement. He knew there was something off about that statement but couldn't quite put his finger on it.
Hakki glanced back. "Gojyo, perhaps it's best if we drop this subject."
"Eh. You're probably right. You're always running off to rescue damsels in distress anyway." Gojyo took another drag, oblivious to Hakkai's hands tightening on the wheel. Oblivious to the look that passed between Sanzo and Hakkai.
There was a squawk of indignation, followed by a thud and a string of curses.
Sanzo dusted off his hands and sat back down. "Keep driving."
"You shouldn't have done that Sanzo," Hakkai admonished, even as he stepped on the gas. "Eventually we'll have to go back and get him."
"He can run to India for all I care."
"Of course, a little exercise is never a bad thing."
"Ne, Gojyo!" Goku's yelled as the Jeep continued to put distance between them. "Hurry up. You're gonna make us late again."
"You bastards." Gojyo cursed at the retreating form of the Jeep. Then, he let his head drop to the ground.
He took a drag, then exhaled sending white smoke into the air then flicked the burned out cigarette away with his finger. He stood, stretched languidly, then shoved his hands in his pocket and then began to shuffle along.
Tch. It wasn't like there was any reason to rush. After all, it was only a matter of time before Sanzo's fan club showed up again.
*fin*