The Calling

"Get up, Goku," I said as I shook him. He gave no response and I gritted my teeth. How could he sleep so soundly? I shook him more forcefully and he stirred. He opened an eye and glanced at me.

"Sanzo, what is it? Oh, I know what you want. Okay. Let me get my pants off," he said as he sat up.

"I want you to get dressed," I said and he looked at me.

"Get dressed? Why?"

"Because we're going back to the temple."

"Are you going to talk to those floating heads again?"

"I want to see if I can get more information."

"More information about what?"

"The demons."

"Oh. Isn't that why we went to see that Gojyo guy?"

"Yes but he doesn't know a lot about the problem, it seems. Also, I got a strange feeling when he left."

"What kind of feeling?"

"I can't explain it."

"Is it like the feeling you get when you do what you do to me?"

I looked at him for a moment then glanced away. I swear, I don't understand him sometimes.

"Just get dressed."
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I didn't mean to make him upset. I was still asleep when he shook me. I mean, how the hell am I supposed to pay attention when my mind isn't awake? He glanced at me and I ran to keep in step with him.

"You didn't bring that dog, did you?" he asked and I shook my head.

"No...I gave it to a little girl. She looked lonely and I knew that he'd keep her company," I replied.

"You aren't always as dumb as you appear to be."

"What?"

"Never mind. Let's just get back to the temple. Something went on last night. I don't know what happened, but I don't like it."

"I'm sorry. I didn't know you wanted to do anything."

"Goku, I'm not talking about you."

"Oh. What are you talking about, then?"

"The demons. Didn't you sense anything?"

"Um...no. I guess I was too fast asleep to sense anything. Hey, are we having breakfast on the road?"

"If you find fruit growing somewhere."

"Can I go look?"

"No. I want to get to the temple as quickly as possible."

"Can't I meet you there?"

"You'd get lost."

"I wouldn't get lost. If I did, I could always yell for those floating heads. Do ya think they'd listen to me? I mean, they can talk without a body, they must be able to listen too."

"Goku..."

"What?"

"You talk too much."
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Man, I HATE visiting the floating heads' place. There's nothing to do around here. I mean, hell if they want to entertain people, they sure ain't doing it right. Of course, what do you expect from floating heads? I still wanna know how they talk....Maybe they're some kind of puppet and some guy somewhere is making them talk. That would be interesting.

Blah, blah, blah. How can Sanzo stand listening to them? I don't even know what the hell they're talking about. I'm hungry too. Sanzo wouldn't let me get something to eat when we were coming here. He sure isn't fair sometimes. But I'm not going to leave him. I like how he touches me. Well, not when he's got the fan in his hand....I like when he touches me at night. He runs his hands over my body. Sometimes his tongue too. That feels weird. Especially when he gets down to my waist and towards my inner thighs. Then he starts sucking on me. I wish I could reach that. I wonder if it's as good as he thinks it is....

I know his is okay. Well, except when it starts moving like it does. He doesn't yell when I do it either. He doesn't yell often. Well, I've never heard him yell so....Man I am so hungry. I wish I could find something to eat....Wait. What's that? I smell something. It's really good.

I wonder if whoever's making it would mind another guest coming. But, what about Sanzo? He's stuck with those four heads. But if I don't eat something soon, I'm gonna pass out. I'll just go and get the food and come back. It shouldn't be too far and maybe I'll have something for him to eat when he gets done. If he ever gets done today.
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"You're awake?" I asked and the stranger looked at me.

"Yeah. I thank you for bringing me in although I'm sorry for putting through all this trouble," he said and I waved my hand.

"Don't worry about it. It's not uncommon for me to go after a pretty face."

"What?"

I smiled and lit a cigarette.

"The doctor said not to smoke in here, but I don't think you're gonna mind all that much. If you were gonna die, you would have done it by now."

"Yeah. I suppose you're right. I'm sorry for all this. Um... you don't have any food?"

"I do. Hang on and I'll get you something."

"Let me get something. I'm a pretty good cook. I'll make you extra."

"You sure you should be up and around? I mean, you're the one that almost got killed."

"I'll be okay but thanks."

"All right. Just trying' to be hospitable."

"You know, you haven't asked me any questions," he said as he sat up. "About who I am or why I was out there..."

"It ain't any of my business. I was just bein' a good Samaritan in savin' you, that's all."