tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52095312011-04-21T14:30:52.567-04:00The on again, off again fanfiction journal of Sha Gojyo as featured in the Evil Yaoi Girl's Club RPG. A place for Saiyuki's half-youkai warrior to express his thoughts desires. <b>MATURE CONTENT</b> This blog is strictly a work of fanfiction and is intended for entertainment purposes only. I do not own Sha Gojyo, Saiyuki or any of the other characters that may be mentioned as part of this work. They remain the sole property of their respective owners and creators.e-mishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04751077018962662692noreply@blogger.comBlogger61100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209531.post-1086555000068366992004-06-06T16:48:00.000-04:002004-06-06T23:18:29.260-04:00

Things have gotten kinda complicated around the Inne in the past couple of days. Seems like Schuldig and Omi are gonna be breaking up; and Schuldig wants to hook up with me and Yohji. Ain't that the weirdest shit? The three of us talked about it, but . . . I dunno, I'm still not too sure about it. I could tell Yohji was interested in the idea, almost as into it as Schuldig. I wanted to say

e-mishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04751077018962662692noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209531.post-1086554919946528832004-06-06T16:47:00.000-04:002004-06-06T23:19:37.016-04:00

Fuck . . . Yeah, that about sums up my life for the past week or so. I swear, if I had the cash I think I'd try to bribe Sanzo into letting me borrow his gun so I can put myself out of my misery. Although with the way he's been bitching and glaring at me, the bastard would probably do it for free if I asked. I don't think my life has sucked so bad since I don't know when. It's like everything

e-mishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04751077018962662692noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209531.post-1086554862962116802004-06-06T16:46:00.000-04:002004-06-06T23:20:25.760-04:00

Been a while since I last scrawled some junk down and since things are pretty quiet right now, this looks like as good as a time as any. I got back to White Oaks a couple of days ago and at first it looked like my visit was gonna be a bust. Me and Goku were the only ones there at first; and man, I couldn't wait to give that ape the slip. I ended up shooting some pool and knocking back a few

e-mishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04751077018962662692noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209531.post-1086554747008130282004-06-06T16:45:00.002-04:002004-06-06T23:21:06.350-04:00

Gods, I'm such a pussy. I can't believe I spilled my guts to Hakkai like that. Stupid, stupid kappa. Fuck, I was worse then some teary-eyed little girl crying over her latest heartbreak. I don't know what the hell has gotten into me lately. My head is all screwed up . . . I don't know what the fuck I'm doing anymore. It all started when that prick Aya showed back up at the Inne. Yohji and me

e-mishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04751077018962662692noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209531.post-1086554660867861232004-06-06T16:43:00.004-04:002004-06-06T23:21:19.866-04:00

It's raining like a bitch and we've been stuck in this dumpy little wayside inn for the past couple of days. The only plus is that we're the only guests so we've been able to get separate rooms . . . gods, it feels so nice to be alone and not have to share with Hakkai or Goku. Not that I don't mind hanging with my best bud, it's kinda like being back home when he used to room with me; but I

e-mishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04751077018962662692noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209531.post-1086554605867587662004-06-06T16:42:00.000-04:002004-06-06T23:21:34.436-04:00

Man . . . what a couple of weeks it's been. I've been making the most of my time at White Oaks, if you know what I mean. *winks* Settling right in and taking in the local sights, and damn if there aren't some fine looking sights to take in. Not that I'm swearing off the ladies, but when it comes to getting laid, I'm pretty open; and I can't say I've been disappointed yet. Had a nice private

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