Disclaimer: Don't own anyone but Anakate (A/N Pronounced Ah-nah-kah-tay).
The young red-haired demon was thrown forcefully out of the castle gates. He was battered and bruised, even bleeding in a couple of places. He stood silently. He felt his fresh wounds and winced. Why did his father do this to him? He didn't know why his father, Gyumaoh, was so abusive toward his only son. He hurt him every time they were in the same room. Kougaiji sighed and started off up the road. He'd come back home later, he supposed. Nothing but pain for him there anyway.
"MASTER SANZO!" The blonde priest rolled his eyes and went outside to see a circle of monks around a young girl kneeling on the ground. Genjo Sanzo gave her an icy look, then turned to the monks.
"What'd she do this time?" he asked, bored. The head monk was shaking with rage.
"My lady...your younger sister... was eating the cookies we had placed on Buddha's alter." The girl snorted and stood.
"Well, they were just going to rot if they stayed there. Besides, if I hadn't eaten them Goku would," she said. Sanzo gave her a stern glare.
"Anakate, you can't just eat something without permission around here. Yesterday you were drawing in the dirt with holy inscence, and the day before you nearly blew up the fireworks display room. You can't just go around..."
"You can't tell me what I can and can't do, Sanzo. Unlike Goku, I'm not your servant. I'm your frickin' sister, for...whoever's sake! WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SUCH A BASTARD?!?" The monks were still and silent, shocked at this outburst. Anakate was troublesome and klutzy, but she had never yelled before. They didn't like the change. The fact was they all liked her very much, but she couldn't do anything right. Sanzo sighed.
"You'll be late for work if you don't go, Ana-chan." Anakate's eyes brimmed with tears at the nickname, but she kept them in check as she ran out of the temple. A young brunette boy came up behind Sanzo.
"Is she going to be all right?" Goku asked, full of concern. Sanzo didn't answer. He wasn't sure