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It was Monday morning and Gojyo did not want to get out of bed. His alarm had awaken him from a particularly great dream. Sighs and rolls out of bed getting a towel and a change of clothes heaading to the bathroom. Hears the water running already and curses. Hakkai beat him there. Pounds on the bathroom door. "Hey Hakkai hurry it up!"
"I'll be out in a minute!" Calls back over the noise of the shower.
Thirty minutes later Hakkai finally emerges from the bathroom. "What took you so long? I thought only women took so long in the bathroom."
"Well...ah...I wanted to look extra nice today thats all."
"Ah...lady chasing?" Smirks before going into the bathroom. The hot shower did little to wake him up but felt great. At least today he wouldnt be late. He'd been good, only late two times in the last two weeks. Still Sanzo was on his case. He kept going on about how this was his fifth job and blah blah blah. The old fart could be such a nuisence. Yawns stepping out of the shower his hair dripping and grabs a towel drying off. Today would be a good day. Aeyuki-chan was coming in for another photo shoot and he was going to make damn sure that he had her number by the time she was done. Fixes his shirt collar trying to adjust his tie. Mondays were always dress days and he hated wearing a tie. But he did think he looked rather professional. Smirks at his reflection me? professional? Has to laugh at the idea. He had never considered himself to be professional, in fact he had always been told that he was a failure. Maybe he was just a failure. Stares sadly into the mirror then shakes his head, what am I thinking? If I was a total failure Sanzo would have just shot me by now. Besides he has faith enough in me to get me job after job. Smiles again and runs a brush through his hair. Perfect. Gives himself a wink and a good smirk before steping out of the bathroom. Now to finish up and head off to work.
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Aeyuki sat looking in the mirror. Everyone said she looked beautiful. That was her job. But did anyone ever look closer? She didnt think so. No. All anyone cared about was how good she looked on the cover of some stinking magazine. Sighs and runs a brush through her hair again. It just didnt make sense. Why did beauty have everything do with how people were treated? Men were always after her and never for the right reasons. Always just lust. Would there ever be anything more for her? Sighs and sets down her brush she didnt think she would ever be able to answer that.
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"I'll be out in a minute!" Calls back over the noise of the shower.
Thirty minutes later Hakkai finally emerges from the bathroom. "What took you so long? I thought only women took so long in the bathroom."
"Well...ah...I wanted to look extra nice today thats all."
"Ah...lady chasing?" Smirks before going into the bathroom. The hot shower did little to wake him up but felt great. At least today he wouldnt be late. He'd been good, only late two times in the last two weeks. Still Sanzo was on his case. He kept going on about how this was his fifth job and blah blah blah. The old fart could be such a nuisence. Yawns stepping out of the shower his hair dripping and grabs a towel drying off. Today would be a good day. Aeyuki-chan was coming in for another photo shoot and he was going to make damn sure that he had her number by the time she was done. Fixes his shirt collar trying to adjust his tie. Mondays were always dress days and he hated wearing a tie. But he did think he looked rather professional. Smirks at his reflection me? professional? Has to laugh at the idea. He had never considered himself to be professional, in fact he had always been told that he was a failure. Maybe he was just a failure. Stares sadly into the mirror then shakes his head, what am I thinking? If I was a total failure Sanzo would have just shot me by now. Besides he has faith enough in me to get me job after job. Smiles again and runs a brush through his hair. Perfect. Gives himself a wink and a good smirk before steping out of the bathroom. Now to finish up and head off to work.
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Aeyuki sat looking in the mirror. Everyone said she looked beautiful. That was her job. But did anyone ever look closer? She didnt think so. No. All anyone cared about was how good she looked on the cover of some stinking magazine. Sighs and runs a brush through her hair again. It just didnt make sense. Why did beauty have everything do with how people were treated? Men were always after her and never for the right reasons. Always just lust. Would there ever be anything more for her? Sighs and sets down her brush she didnt think she would ever be able to answer that.
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