Forgotten Buddha (re-post) | By : talxthorn Category: Gensomaden Saiyuki > General Views: 1267 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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TITLE: Forgotten Buddha
AUTHOR: Tal & Thorn (evilninja1979@yahoo.com)
FANDOM: Saiyuki
RATING: NC-17
WARNINGS: Yaoi, Xover, AU, some OOC moments, BDSM, ANGST
SUMMARY: Hakkai's hidden feelings are used to trap the four travelers
in what we like to refer to as the Wild West show from Hell. Unnaturally close
quarters and the pressure of one of the Ikkou's inevitable demise should they
not cooperate force the boys to examine their feelings for one another. Main
pairing is Sanzo/Hakkai, but most other combinations are implied &/or
explored. Some YuYu Hakusho villains borrowed for flavor and an original
character or two thrown in for spice.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: This tale is set after the end of the original
anime series but before the start of Reload. We had a lot of fun with this one
and hope you have fun reading it. Our beta PTK would insist, if she had
anything to do with this introduction, that we tell you there is a happy ending
for at least half the cast of our story. The other half... Well, it seems they
have fallen victim to our Gel-Pens of Dooooom (Tal snickers at inside joke,
thorn rolls his eyes and tries to finish intro)
Hope you have as much fun reading this one as we had writing it!
We LOVE reviews and flames aren't bad either as we haven't paid the heating
bill this month ;)
DISCLAIMER: The characters used belong to someone who is not us.
The only gain we get from this is the dirty thrill of using and abusing someone
else's hottie bishies. I repeat; we don't own anything or anyone in our fic
that happens to belong to someone else. As for everything else, we've already
called DIBS, so tough! :P
Chapter One: On Your Shoulders Now
“Don’t look so sour, Hakkai. It’s your fault
you’re here, after all. Your little romp in the woods made you
sloppy. And now though I doubt you’re comfortable with my proposition,
I’m sure you see you aren’t in a position to refuse.” The dark figure
stepped into Cho Hakkai’s line of sight. There was no mistaking who or what he
was and even less of a reason to doubt the validity of the man’s claims.
Only a Sanzo priest
could possess and use the powerful Daitzuian scripture and as Hakkai was frozen
to the spot in spite of the fact he’d removed a limiter to fight back, he
couldn’t argue with the man’s ability either.
What he’d just been
told was not to be believed. Yes, he’d heard of the existence of a
scripture that could drive humans to act as vicious as demons if they
had enough hatred in their heart. But to say there was evidence that
young Kouryuu had killed his beloved Master under the influence of that
scripture, and beyond that, Sanzo could now be held responsible if the truth
came out, was not to be believed. With the information this man
possessed, the monk could be tried and as Buddhists don’t kill per say, the
penalty would be a severe lifetime sentence. He would be locked in an
inner sanctum of a remote temple to repent. Imprisoned.
Alone. Unless Hakkai agreed to this man’s terms.
Stall for time,
Cho Hakkai. He thought, watching the man. “It isn’t an easy
choice, you realize.” Sanzo is bound to notice how long I’ve been
gone. He’ll come for me. Eventually. I hope. “And,
I’m not entirely clear on what you want from me.”
Maybe, though, I’m
making this harder than it has to be. If Sanzo were imprisoned, then this
journey would be over and I could return to the life I was starting to
enjoy. Return to a place where the wounds of my heart can heal.
Hakkai blinked in
surprise. How could he even consider betraying Sanzo? The limiter
cuff. It had to be the evil that was affecting all youkai. Without
the protection of the limiter, he was vulnerable.
“It’s two in the
morning and unless you make it a habit of sleeping in the same bed together I
doubt he’ll miss you until his pet monkey wakes up begging to be fed.”
The man seemed to read his thoughts. “Surprised? Trust me, Hakkai
I’ve done my homework. The terms are simple I’ve gotten in some trouble
and I need you four to get me out of it. And well, if you die in the
process, I’ll be the last Sanzo priest inheriting all five scriptures. I
could rule heaven and earth. Unfortunately if they lock Genjo Sanzo away,
I’ll have to go through the process of getting rid of his successor.
Besides it’s easier and more fun this way.” He ran a gaunt hand through
Hakkai’s hair. “Oh, don’t pout. You have a fighting chance…you just
have to do everything I say. Starting with bringing me Gojyo’s scythe,
Nyouibou, and Sanzo’s banishing gun and Maten scripture. Then simply
convince them it’s your ass on the line…they are loyal to a fault, I know that,
and get them to finish the tasks I communicate to you. Simple, really.”
“Hmm. That
all?” Hakkai frowned. “Loyalty is a funny thing. You could be
surprised… And you of course realize they’ll all turn on me in a second if
they’ve lost their weapons and prize possessions and I’m the only one left
unburgled.”
“It’s a little hard
to steal chi, my sly demon friend. However, I have a nice little pen;
well it’s more like a small cage, for your little beastie. So you’ll lose
something too. That is, unless you want to see your monk friend penned
instead.” The Sanzo priest reached up and replaced Hakkai’s limiter,
stepped back and let the scripture release him.
Hakkai slanted a
glance at the Sanzo monk. “Like I said, loyalty is a funny thing.”
He glanced up at the sky, and spoke again. “Give me until tomorrow, dawn,
and you’ll get what you need.”
“Then here are your
first instructions. There is a part of Shangri-La about three miles north
of where you were originally headed that is like another world. Demons
run amok but with amazing organization. The people fight back by
basically kidnapping able-bodied travelers and forcing them to become
well…deputies. It’s how I lost my party and barely escaped with my
life. The demons love the game and allow the deputies only four simple
weapons. A six-shooter, a bullwhip, a lasso, and throwing knives.
Guess who just got recruited?”
“Right.
Anything else. I’ve got quite a task ahead of me. Dislodging
Sanzo’s scripture from his shoulders will take hours itself.” Hakkai’s
mind was reeling through about a dozen different ways to strip Sanzo of his
weapons.
“Best get to it,
then. Oh, and should you decide not to accept your new positions, I’ll
make sure you lose everything dear to you. And I mean everything.
Now go.”
*** **** *** **** *** **** ***
Taking a long drag on
what he regretted was the last cigarette in the pack, Genjo Sanzo rested
against the wall of the inn they’d stopped at. Seeing that Hakkai had
gone for a morning stroll leaving Hakaryu sleeping peacefully on the windowsill
and knowing Gojyo and Goku would try to sleep in after the feast they’d managed
to acquire the night before, he felt he could enjoy a few moments of fresh air
and peace. Not that he was big on peaceful repose. It was sort of
boring. Boredom ceased as he heard a demon--not so good with
stealth--approach. He rolled his eyes and set a hand on his banishing
gun. Glide jumping out of the way as the demon tried to ambush him.
Amused, he pointed the barrel at the inept demon.
“Bad idea on two
accounts. One, I haven’t finished my cigarette yet. Two, I am not a
morning person. I’d shoot anybody at this hour.”
Sanzo went back to
his cigarette.
“Even the bearer of
good fortune in the earthly form of a fresh pack of cigarettes?” Hakkai
asked, rounding the corner, soft smile in place. He tossed the cigarettes
in Sanzo’s direction, not stopping on his way to the door of the inn.
“You’re just lucky
that damned smile’s accompanied by these,” Sanzo said, holding up the
cigarettes. “Or, I’d ice you on principal. No one should be as
chipper as you at seven am.” He promptly ignored his own half-smile.
“And no
self-respecting monk says chipper, no matter what time of day it is.”
Hakkai responded as he ducked inside. He paused and stuck his head
out. “I was kept up most of the night, so I’m going to try to catch a
quick nap before you start herding us westward.”
“This isn’t a field
trip, Hakkai, if you can fit pleasure in with our schedule, that’s fine.
But we’re still leaving by nine, so make your nap count.” Sanzo said in
annoyance. Did everyone go and spend the night with Buddha knew who
except him? Well, not Goku anyway, his snoring was always present.
But Hakkai and Gojyo…
Hakkai headed
upstairs, knowing he’d pissed Sanzo off. And knowing the monk, he
wouldn’t let Hakkai forget it all day. Good. That would
provide him the cover he’d need to be missing tonight. And hopefully, keep
Sanzo from noticing the slight change in direction they’d be taking today.
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