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A Certain Weight
a numb buzzing in his head
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Some feelings have a certain weight, y'know?
And this one's sittin' heavy in his chest.
Goku curls his hands around the edge of the chair, squeezes his knees around his arms and scuffs his feet against the floor. He's never been good at sittin' still. It's better than pacin' in and outta the room, though, and worryin' everybody even more. Sanzo's been sleepin' for two days, now. He's breathin' normal and his body's warm, but he's hardly moved at all. Hakkai says he just needs time to recover from the scorpion youkai's poison and, "He may be out for quite a while."
Goku gets that.
As much as he doesn't like it, he gets that.
He's been tired himself since he woke up yesterday; weird, sluggish and hungry, and real foggy about what happened in the desert. Gojyo's bandages got changed this morning, wrappin' his broken ribs. Hakkai's a lot more careful when he moves and he's quieter than normal. (Goku hasn't even had the guts to ask about Kougaiji yet.) Lifting a hand into his hair, he touches the gold diadem circling his head, feels that cold, familiar rasp against his fingertips. He doesn't usually notice stuff like that... Hakkai grabbing the back of a chair for support, even though he's smilin' like nothin's wrong; Gojyo wincin' as he drops too carelessly into a seat and trying not to show it.
When he thinks about it, now, there's a numb buzzing in his head.
I did that...
He stares at Sanzo, transfixed for a while by the short rise and fall of the priest's chest. He wonders if Sanzo can get hungry in his sleep... but that's probably just him. Turning his hand up to look at his palm, Goku drops his head.
There was blood underneath his fingernails when he woke up.
He doesn't know whose.
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(A/n) I tripped and fell hella hard into Saiuki (after about ten years lmao), so I figured I'd just go ahead and bury myself in nostalgia and feels and actually catch up with reading the damn thing! I even managed to get my writin' groove back~ How about all that?
-BobTAC