Bright and early the next morning, Hakkai and Hakuryu set out for the monastery where Sanzo and Goku lived. Knocking on Sanzo’s door and hearing a sullen, “come in,” Hakkai entered the office. As usual, Sanzo was sitting behind a vast desk and Goku was on the floor next to him, coloring a picture that looked suspiciously like the sun.
“Good Morning, Sanzo.”
Sanzo grunted in answer. “Did you bring it back?”
“I’m sorry to tell you this, but there was no vehicle there, after all.”
Tossing down his pen, Sanzo huffed in anger. “I knew it! Those old farts probably just wanted a visit from a Sanzo priest and this is the story they made up to get me there.” Sanzo was just about to pick up another pen when a gasp from the floor stopped him.
“Hakkai! When did you get a dragon?” Goku jumped up from the floor, his drawing forgotten at the sight of the little white dragon. With a tentative touch, Goku began to pet the dragon.
“Oh, him?” Hakkai extended his arm, letting Hakuryu walk to the end and lowering his arm so Goku could pet him. “Gojyo and I found him in the woods. He was all alone and looked hungry, so we brought him back with us.”
There was something that Sanzo couldn’t quite put his finger on. Did Hakkai really think he’d buy this bullshit story about finding a dragon in the middle of the woods? Narrowing his eyes, Sanzo stared at Hakkai but the demon slayer, just sat there, a serene smile on his face. Damnit! Hakkai was hiding something but from past experience, Sanzo knew Hakkai would just sit there, with that fucking smile on his face.
“Since there was no vehicle, I’m not paying you.”
Before all of the words were out of Sanzo’s mouth, a itemized receipt was in front of him. One night’s lodging, four lunches, two breakfasts, two dinners, plus expenses. This was too much! Staring at each other, Sanzo with a glare hot enough to start a fire and Hakkai, that same serene smile on his face. Tension filled the room. Neither man looked away. Goku cleared his throat, the tension making him really nervous. Finally…Sanzo cracked.
“Che.” Writing out the check, Sanzo shoved it across the desk and without breaking his smile, Hakkai folded it, storing it in his wallet.
“Thank you, Sanzo.” With a wave of his hand, Sanzo dismissed Hakkai. “Goku, would you like to come by for lunch? You can get to know Hakuryu better and we can do some more reading,” Hugging Hakuryu to him, Goku nodded, his hair flopping over his face. Hakuryu let out a strangled kyuuu, for Goku was hugging so tightly, he pushed the breath right out of the white dragon.
“It’s settled. Goku, we’ll see you in about three hours for lunch. Sanzo, you’re more than welcome to come with Goku.” Hakkai laughed at the rude gesture Sanzo made.
Halfway home, Hakkai stopped and looked at Hakuryu. Really looked at Hakuryu. Those red eyes, the little horns on top of his head; they looked so familiar to him, as if he’d seen those eyes some where, some place before. When Hakuryu changed from Jeep form to his dragon form, it was if the last piece of Hakkai’s life clicked into place. As if a long lost family member had finally come home. It was a strange feeling, one that he couldn’t shake. If he could just…remember…who…
“Kyuuu?” The questioning cry pulled Hakkai from his thoughts. Shaking to cobwebs from his mind, Hakkai smiled at Hakuryu. Oh, well. It was probably just his imagination.
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Finding Hakuryu pt. 6
on 2008-01-03 06:52 am (UTC)“Good Morning, Sanzo.”
Sanzo grunted in answer. “Did you bring it back?”
“I’m sorry to tell you this, but there was no vehicle there, after all.”
Tossing down his pen, Sanzo huffed in anger. “I knew it! Those old farts probably just wanted a visit from a Sanzo priest and this is the story they made up to get me there.” Sanzo was just about to pick up another pen when a gasp from the floor stopped him.
“Hakkai! When did you get a dragon?” Goku jumped up from the floor, his drawing forgotten at the sight of the little white dragon. With a tentative touch, Goku began to pet the dragon.
“Oh, him?” Hakkai extended his arm, letting Hakuryu walk to the end and lowering his arm so Goku could pet him. “Gojyo and I found him in the woods. He was all alone and looked hungry, so we brought him back with us.”
There was something that Sanzo couldn’t quite put his finger on. Did Hakkai really think he’d buy this bullshit story about finding a dragon in the middle of the woods? Narrowing his eyes, Sanzo stared at Hakkai but the demon slayer, just sat there, a serene smile on his face. Damnit! Hakkai was hiding something but from past experience, Sanzo knew Hakkai would just sit there, with that fucking smile on his face.
“Since there was no vehicle, I’m not paying you.”
Before all of the words were out of Sanzo’s mouth, a itemized receipt was in front of him. One night’s lodging, four lunches, two breakfasts, two dinners, plus expenses. This was too much! Staring at each other, Sanzo with a glare hot enough to start a fire and Hakkai, that same serene smile on his face. Tension filled the room. Neither man looked away. Goku cleared his throat, the tension making him really nervous. Finally…Sanzo cracked.
“Che.” Writing out the check, Sanzo shoved it across the desk and without breaking his smile, Hakkai folded it, storing it in his wallet.
“Thank you, Sanzo.” With a wave of his hand, Sanzo dismissed Hakkai. “Goku, would you like to come by for lunch? You can get to know Hakuryu better and we can do some more reading,” Hugging Hakuryu to him, Goku nodded, his hair flopping over his face. Hakuryu let out a strangled kyuuu, for Goku was hugging so tightly, he pushed the breath right out of the white dragon.
“It’s settled. Goku, we’ll see you in about three hours for lunch. Sanzo, you’re more than welcome to come with Goku.” Hakkai laughed at the rude gesture Sanzo made.
Halfway home, Hakkai stopped and looked at Hakuryu. Really looked at Hakuryu. Those red eyes, the little horns on top of his head; they looked so familiar to him, as if he’d seen those eyes some where, some place before. When Hakuryu changed from Jeep form to his dragon form, it was if the last piece of Hakkai’s life clicked into place. As if a long lost family member had finally come home. It was a strange feeling, one that he couldn’t shake. If he could just…remember…who…
“Kyuuu?” The questioning cry pulled Hakkai from his thoughts. Shaking to cobwebs from his mind, Hakkai smiled at Hakuryu. Oh, well. It was probably just his imagination.