the downfall of genjo sanzo: the early years
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pt. 3
The Downfall of Genjo Sanzo
The Early Years
Pt. 3
"Hey watch it you damn shrimp." A large smelly body pushed him out of the way. "Don't block the fucking door."
The boy priest followed the line on the mans back. That was one big sailor. And his language made him cringe inwardly. He had never really heard such foul language.
"Move it or lose it blondie." Said a tall red haired boy. "You can't just stand in the doorway looking stupid ya know. In or out?"
"Umm! Out thank you." He rushed away from the restaurant with haste. He was nearly crying from hunger and lack of sleep and having those big people shouting nasty things did not help his mood one little bit. There was a fountain in the center of town were he found a quiet refuge from all the noise and cruelty.
He sat staring at the water and tried to regain a little peace of mind. He needed to meditate some where quieter so he could gather his thoughts and regain his center of balance.
He was concentrating so hard that he did not even notice that someone was next to him until he felt the tap on his shoulder. He felt his heart jump into his throat, trying to escape. The blond jumped up and tried to run.
"Sit down you dope. I brought you something to eat." It was the red head.
"Oh I…um...I wasn't hungry." Then his stomached growled. He hung his head in embarrassment.
"Yeah right. Here." A hastily wrapped package was set down next to him.
"But I can't pay for it." Tears threatened to overwhelm him.
"Nah! don't worry about it. I get free grub all the time." He skidded to a sudden stop. "D'uh! I forgot to give you this too." He handed the blond a bottle of something. "I'm not sure what's in there but it must be ok. I drink it." He took off, red hair flapping in the breeze.
Sanzo opened the wrapped bundle and the aroma from the fresh steamed buns set his tummy rumbling again. He picked one up and bit into it. A puff of steam singed the end of his nose; he rubbed at it and continued to nibble away in spite of the steam. After downing two of the tasty buns he took a small sip of the liquid in the jug. It was strong. He knew the taste and it brought back bitter memories of when some of the drunken monks would try to make a plaything out of him by getting him drunk. Theirs was never this watered down though. It was really more water than anything but he could still feel the kick of it. Most likely because of his weakened state.
After a few chaste sips he recapped the jug. He really ought to take it back to the boy so he would not get into trouble. He could not find the place because he had run in blind terror, but then how had the red head found him?
"Tsk! Tsk! a taboo child. They're bad luck you know."
"That's just a stupid rumor." Sanzo had been expecting someone to pop up next to him by now. "They're no more bad luck than anyone else."
"Suit your self. I'm just stating the obvious." The new strange pulled out a bottle of something from a pack that he had set on the ground. "Care for some?" he held out the bottle.
"No thanks. I've got my own." Sanzo tapped the jug. "Why are you following me?"
The man blinked in surprise several times "What on earth do you mean son? I've never met you before this."
Sanzo shook his head. It was all too coincidental. "Never mind. My mistake." He stood up to leave. "I've got to go now." He walked away. That evening, in the stable he had managed to find shelter in he ate the rest of the buns and curled up to hopefully get a long nights sleep. He was exhausted from all the walking and the worry that plagued his mind.
The next day he set out on his journey once more. This time fairly well rested and hunger sated.
The young Sanzo was lost in thought and did not notice the old man standing in front of him until he was right on top of him, quite literally.
"Watch were you're going there sonny." The old man rasped. "I ain't a youngster any more."
Sanzo helped the old fellow to his feet. "I'm so very sorry sir. I wasn't paying attention to where I was going."
"No harm done." He was brushing dust off of his backside. "Just be a little more careful the next time."
Sanzo nodded solemnly. "I will thank you."
"You hungry boy?"
"No sir." Once more his stomach betrayed him. "Well maybe a little hungry."
The old timer laughed. "Come on I know the perfect place."
Ironically it was the same place he had meet the red head the day before.
"Hey kid I see you made it back." The boy had a huge smile on his face.
Sanzo nodded and felt a light blush tint his cheeks. Why the hell was he blushing at the site of that boy?
"Order what ever you like kid." Said the old man.
If Sanzo had known what would happen next he would never have left the stable.
The taboo child came back carrying the semi loaded tray and somehow or another tripped on something, spilling the entire load on Sanzo's lap and then fell forward at just the perfect angle kissing Sanzo square on the lips.
Sanzo shrieked and let loose his very first swear words.
The old man sneaked away in the ensuing chaos. "I swear I may just die laughing. That brat is really fun to get riled up." He checked his returned features in a mirror. "But he's starting to get suspicious so I'd best lay low for awhile."
The Early Years
Pt. 3
"Hey watch it you damn shrimp." A large smelly body pushed him out of the way. "Don't block the fucking door."
The boy priest followed the line on the mans back. That was one big sailor. And his language made him cringe inwardly. He had never really heard such foul language.
"Move it or lose it blondie." Said a tall red haired boy. "You can't just stand in the doorway looking stupid ya know. In or out?"
"Umm! Out thank you." He rushed away from the restaurant with haste. He was nearly crying from hunger and lack of sleep and having those big people shouting nasty things did not help his mood one little bit. There was a fountain in the center of town were he found a quiet refuge from all the noise and cruelty.
He sat staring at the water and tried to regain a little peace of mind. He needed to meditate some where quieter so he could gather his thoughts and regain his center of balance.
He was concentrating so hard that he did not even notice that someone was next to him until he felt the tap on his shoulder. He felt his heart jump into his throat, trying to escape. The blond jumped up and tried to run.
"Sit down you dope. I brought you something to eat." It was the red head.
"Oh I…um...I wasn't hungry." Then his stomached growled. He hung his head in embarrassment.
"Yeah right. Here." A hastily wrapped package was set down next to him.
"But I can't pay for it." Tears threatened to overwhelm him.
"Nah! don't worry about it. I get free grub all the time." He skidded to a sudden stop. "D'uh! I forgot to give you this too." He handed the blond a bottle of something. "I'm not sure what's in there but it must be ok. I drink it." He took off, red hair flapping in the breeze.
Sanzo opened the wrapped bundle and the aroma from the fresh steamed buns set his tummy rumbling again. He picked one up and bit into it. A puff of steam singed the end of his nose; he rubbed at it and continued to nibble away in spite of the steam. After downing two of the tasty buns he took a small sip of the liquid in the jug. It was strong. He knew the taste and it brought back bitter memories of when some of the drunken monks would try to make a plaything out of him by getting him drunk. Theirs was never this watered down though. It was really more water than anything but he could still feel the kick of it. Most likely because of his weakened state.
After a few chaste sips he recapped the jug. He really ought to take it back to the boy so he would not get into trouble. He could not find the place because he had run in blind terror, but then how had the red head found him?
"Tsk! Tsk! a taboo child. They're bad luck you know."
"That's just a stupid rumor." Sanzo had been expecting someone to pop up next to him by now. "They're no more bad luck than anyone else."
"Suit your self. I'm just stating the obvious." The new strange pulled out a bottle of something from a pack that he had set on the ground. "Care for some?" he held out the bottle.
"No thanks. I've got my own." Sanzo tapped the jug. "Why are you following me?"
The man blinked in surprise several times "What on earth do you mean son? I've never met you before this."
Sanzo shook his head. It was all too coincidental. "Never mind. My mistake." He stood up to leave. "I've got to go now." He walked away. That evening, in the stable he had managed to find shelter in he ate the rest of the buns and curled up to hopefully get a long nights sleep. He was exhausted from all the walking and the worry that plagued his mind.
The next day he set out on his journey once more. This time fairly well rested and hunger sated.
The young Sanzo was lost in thought and did not notice the old man standing in front of him until he was right on top of him, quite literally.
"Watch were you're going there sonny." The old man rasped. "I ain't a youngster any more."
Sanzo helped the old fellow to his feet. "I'm so very sorry sir. I wasn't paying attention to where I was going."
"No harm done." He was brushing dust off of his backside. "Just be a little more careful the next time."
Sanzo nodded solemnly. "I will thank you."
"You hungry boy?"
"No sir." Once more his stomach betrayed him. "Well maybe a little hungry."
The old timer laughed. "Come on I know the perfect place."
Ironically it was the same place he had meet the red head the day before.
"Hey kid I see you made it back." The boy had a huge smile on his face.
Sanzo nodded and felt a light blush tint his cheeks. Why the hell was he blushing at the site of that boy?
"Order what ever you like kid." Said the old man.
If Sanzo had known what would happen next he would never have left the stable.
The taboo child came back carrying the semi loaded tray and somehow or another tripped on something, spilling the entire load on Sanzo's lap and then fell forward at just the perfect angle kissing Sanzo square on the lips.
Sanzo shrieked and let loose his very first swear words.
The old man sneaked away in the ensuing chaos. "I swear I may just die laughing. That brat is really fun to get riled up." He checked his returned features in a mirror. "But he's starting to get suspicious so I'd best lay low for awhile."