
Title: Sleeping on the Couch, Sanzo-ikkou style
“There’s something about this room I don’t like.”
“Shut up, Gojyo. Go to sleep.”
The door bursts open and a group of youkai thugs shout the usual imprecations.
“Screw this! Why did I have to room with the monk!?”
In the next room, Goku is tearing into a pack of his favorite snacks. The sound of Sanzo’s gun snaps his fixation; Hakkai follows.
In the midst of flying youkai and chaos, Goku shouts, “Hakkai! Is this why you wanted to sleep in my room?”
Hakkai blasts his chi. “No. Sanzo and I had a...disagreement. He needed the exercise tonight.”
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They hadn’t eaten all day. Goku was starving. He had complained and complained all day, until Gojyo’s foot and Sanzo’s fan were worn out from answering. The banishing gun ceased having an effect, too.
Hakkai suggested, “Why don’t you sleep for a while and dream about all the things we’ll eat when we get to the next town?”
Peace reigned, at last.
Under the contented sighs, someone’s stomach growled loudly.
“What?” Sanzo glared at Gojyo. “Say a word and I swear you’ll eat bullets as the appetizer.”
Hakkai broke the tension with a laugh. “I suppose silence isn’t always golden.”

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prequel drabble to Sleeping on the Couch
Hakkai looked at Sanzo blankly.
“So? I think your fixation is weird. Who cares if you do the chores in alphabetical order?”
“I thought you wanted to know more about how I thought.” Hakkai was angry.
“I do. It’s weird.”
Hakkai stalked off, outrage in his posture. Sanzo sighed. He knew he would be paying for it, but Hakkai’s OCD, sometimes...
Dinner was awkward.
“That was good.” Sanzo tossed over his shoulder.
“It was a bit heavy, but I think we’ll be working it off soon,” was the chilly reply. “And Goku, I will be sleeping in with you tonight.”