((Backdated to November 29th. Probably won't contain much wrongness, but will have swearing and possibly some wangst, so plz don't read if that bothers you~.))
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He knew Hakkai & Gojyo weren't going to let him ignore his birthday. Hopefully whatever they came up with wouldn't be too horrible.
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Hakkai had left the decorating to Gojyo, which, if he were honest, he probably would have admitted was the easiest part about this entire thing. The most difficult aspect of throwing a birthday party for Sanzo would probably be getting Sanzo to actually participate in it -- and given their current and extremely awkward track record with birthdays, this would be difficult indeed. At least Gojyo's birthday party had been considerably closer to the mark than Hakkai's; perhaps that meant they were getting better about these things ( ... )
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He put out his cigarette in the ashtray he'd brought with him, and looked up at Hakkai again. "Were you looking for me? Or just wandering the halls?"
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"Hakkai's the one that brought up the elephants and giraffes," he protested. "I don't need a herd of cattle. Or a bunch of turtles either for that matter. And I have no idea what to name a cow." He frowned at the door as Gojyo left, then turned to Hakkai. "So what next? I'll tell you right now, I'm not singing karaoke."
The book he'd been reading earlier was sitting on the bar. Sanzo pulled it over, found the chapter on kappa behavior ('...according to various legends, it feeds on their blood, or drains their life force, or pulls out their livers through their anuses...') and left it sitting open. "Where did you get a cow anyway?"
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Guys weren't his thing either, he had to remember. Nor was attempting to seduce someone over a period of months -- hours, sure; days, maybe; definitely not months. When he thought of it that way, the only explanation for why he'd wasted so much time and energy on Sanzo was because there wasn't anyonething else to do at the school, really. Even if he was interested in learning magic, which he wasn't, there'd been all of maybe three classes held since he'd arrived. And he was convinced Ravenclaw ( ... )
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He glanced at Gojyo when he sat back down, then looked over at the cow again and shrugged. "'Stupid Cow' works for me. Hakkai would probably name her 'Brown Cow', and you would probably give her some girl's name," Sanzo replied. "Since you're both so concerned about my diet, did you bring anything for people to eat?" He wasn't sure when he had eaten last. Coffee for breakfast probably.
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Which was all well and good. Gojyo certainly didn't want a repeat of any of that happening. At least not at the moment.
"Sure," he said, sliding his mug to Hakkai for a refill. He glanced at Sanzo, trying to gauge how much more it'd take to get him a bit wasted. That's when the real fun could start.
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All things considered, it wasn't that bad of a birthday party. At least no one had suggested any stupid drinking games yet. He still wasn't sure what the hell he was going to do with a cow.
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He licked a few stray bits of icing off his fingers, then took a bite of the cake. "This is good," he told Hakkai. "Did Gojyo actually help this time? Or did he just get flour all over the kitchen again, while you did all the work?"
Hakkai had, as usual, guessed correctly on the flavor too. Sanzo's taste in food tended to be on the bland mild side. "I've never actually had a birthday cake before," he remarked, obviously thinking out loud again.
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He took a plate and nearly missed what Hakkai had inadvertently implied, distracted as he was with his irritation. "Heh. You don't have to worry about any mix-ups." He gave Sanzo a look before turning away, and started eating his cake. It was pretty good, and he was glad Hakkai'd been willing to do all most the work. The cake he and Sanzo had baked hadn't turned out quite as well, not surprisingly ( ... )
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It was the first thing he saw when he woke up the next morning. Betsy the toy cow was sitting next to it, which brought back vague memories of the birthday party. (Oh fuck. Had he really sung karaoke last night?) Sanzo buried his head under his pillow with a groan. A few minutes later, he reluctantly tossed the pillow aside and got up. He thought about opening the gift, but decided coffee and something to get rid of his hangover headache were a higher priority. It wasn't until later that afternoon that he finally got around to unwrapping it. He rolled his eyes when he saw the book's title. From Gojyo, of course. He was tempted to just toss it in the trash, but curiosity got the better of him ( ... )
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