Things at Hogwarts seemed to have quieted down a little in the last week. Apparently the 'Holiday Season' madness was over. Even so, habit had brought Sanzo to a vacant classroom in an isolated part of the castle so he could get some reading done
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Heaving an affected sigh of defeat, he sat back a little in his seat and lifted his shoulders slightly. "Ah, well, I didn't think you would want to get access to the Restricted Section, but I thought it would be worth a try, anyway," he admitted. "I'll need to remember to attempt a different approach next time."
He glanced from the book, to Sanzo, then back to the book, all in one startled, stiff movement. "Oh, was I. . .? I didn't mean to." He laughed awkwardly in the sort of way that most people do when they've been caught red-handed. "I was just a little puzzled by a strangely worded passage," he said, half-honestly at least, and he tapped the page in question. "Of course, I'm sure the rest of the book is the same, as we've discussed, so I shouldn't be too surprised."
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He watched Hakkai's performance with a skeptical look. "If you want to try to get permission for the Restricted Section, go ahead. But don't do it on my account. And quit trying to manipulate me," he added, looking slightly annoyed. His annoyance grew when Hakkai gave him an evasive answer to his question. He thought about letting it go, but Hakkai's comments earlier made him reconsider. "Uh huh. What's really on your mind? Or was that little speech about getting to know each other just for superficial stuff like favorite colors?" he asked sarcastically.
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Hakkai gave a quiet "hm," most likely one of agreement, before saying, "I'm afraid I must be inclined to agree." He looked as though he was turning something over in his mind, and when he came to a conclusion, he gave another little sigh. "My, we're rather antisocial, aren't we?" But he didn't really sound as though he was overly upset by this fact.
He held up his hands to appease the monk. "I apologize, I certainly didn't intend to make it seem as though I was manipulating you." Even though that was what he was planning on doing, more or less, but he preferred to call it something a little less harsh sounding, like influencing. "It's really nothing," he said after a second. Closing the book, he feigned another serious look and asked, "What is your favorite color, while we're on the topic? I'd like to know Goku's, too, if you know it."
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He gave Hakkai an irritated look, not fooled by the apology. "I wasn't serious about the favorite color question. I have no idea." He'd never even thought about it. "Tch. Goku probably likes them all. He's not very discriminating about what he likes. If you asked him about his favorite food you'd probably get a twenty minute recitation of everything he's ever eaten." Sanzo mouth quirked into a slight smile at the thought, then shifted to a frown. He was not missing the little pain in the ass monkey. Not even for one second.
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He smiled brightly in response to Sanzo's annoyance, as if he were the most unassuming person in the world. "Now, I'm sure you have one. Blue or orange, perhaps?" Sanzo's thoughts on Goku's tastes earned another light laugh from Hakkai, but the monk's slight smile received a vague look of understanding. "Now, I'm sure even Goku has eaten something he didn't quite like." Lowering his voice a little, as if he were sharing some confidental secret, Hakkai continued, "Bad peaches, perhaps? I recall his complaining about some sour oranges, once. . ."
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Sanzo just shook his head at Hakkai's suggestions. "That's not how it works with Goku. Bad peaches and sour oranges don't count. He'd still eat one if you gave it to him."
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Hakkai grinned fondly at the thought, chuckling softly. "Ah, yes, that does certainly sound like Goku. I believe he might be the one out of all of us best able to cope with any bad situation, like something as devastating as a bad meal. It's a rather admirable trait, don't you think?"
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Sanzo didn't bother to hide his skepticism. "That's totally subjective. You could just as easily say that blue is cold, red is powerful, and green is nurturing. You can try and evaluate someone by their blood type, their birth date, or the color of their hair, and it would be just as inaccurate." He sat up straight again and looked doubtfully at Hakkai. "You don't really believe any of that, do you?"
Talking about Goku was making Sanzo restless. He shifted in his chair and started stacking up the books. He couldn't help imagining how many ways the monkey could cause trouble without Sanzo there to keep an eye on him. "I wouldn't say Goku copes with a situation. He just plows right through anything in his way. I guess the end result is the same."
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