A/N: Drabble. 100 words. No more, no less.
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It didn't have an explanation. It didn't need one, in fact. There was no one else there but the two of them, and for this one night, it was enough. Wind howled outside the inn; a dry storm raging, but still a storm and they both were unsettled. Perhaps more than usual; perhaps too much, so that it was painfully showing.
"Idiot," Sanzo growled before downing another glass of sake. Cigarette hung loosely in his fingers; red dot glowing in the dark. A landmark. A lighthouse for the damned.
Hakkai laughed lightly and drained his own glass. "That's the point."