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Hakkai's Secret	By : TsuzukiM Category: Gensomaden Saiyuki > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 3026 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Two

I do not own Saiyuki, profit from it or know the author.

The sudden shock that he was not alone was almost too much. He had not heard the door open nor been aware of another presence. He was not usually easy to sneak up on, even when he was distracted. This was his home and someone had casually entered it while Hakkai was in a compromising position. His usual facade crumbled and the glaring eye he turned to the goddess bespoke only a dark anger.

The Merciful Goddess laughed at him. “Oh now, calm down,” she said as she approached him. “It's not like I haven't watched you do this before!”

The worse thing Hakkai could experience was the unadulterated witnessing of his little hobby. He barely tolerated Hakuryuu being there, and then only because Hakuryuu couldn't really tell anybody else. A fevered portion of Hakkai's mind snapped quickly and he became somewhat-- feral.

Gonou's eyes narrowed. He glared at her from the blood stained bed. His attention no longer on his own body but on the intruder who dared disturb him. He didn't say anything but the corners of his mouth curled into a sneer. He was holding his hands out before him, like he still intended to cut. Slowly they dropped to his lap. Gonou coiled like a spring.

The Goddess left her dark corner of the room and approached the youkai without fear or concern. She sidled up with a fluid motion, like she was floating. Even Gonou could not hide his shock at her appearance before him. It was not every night you got a visit from a goddess.

“I watch all you four. You are all quite entertaining! But that's not why I'm here.”

Gonou's blood stained mouth twitched at her. “It's very rude to come into someone's house without knocking.”

The Goddess laughed. “Yes, you're right, but I didn't want to ruin your fun!”

Gonou looked down at the knife and the blood on the sheets. He reached down languidly and picked it up again. He angled it at his wrist but didn't go back to cutting himself.

“My, my,” the goddess chuckled, “You really are a sight, demon slayer.”

“What do you want?”

“I have a deal to make with you.”

“What kind of deal could you possibly want to make with me?”

“One I cannot make with anybody else!” she said. She sat on the sheets by him on the bed, carefully avoiding the bloodied areas. The only thing that kept Gonou from going for her throat was the clear knowledge that he could be dead before he could choke her.

She casually took the knife from his hand and licked some of the blood from it. Her eyes never left Gonou's. Something in the sight of her with his knife and his blood on her lips gave him a thrill he couldn't quite explain. He glared at her, the hair at the back of his neck standing at attention. Everything in his being screamed caution. The adrenaline in his body was already starting to wear off and he could feel the sluggish drunk coming onto him he always got after letting out his own blood. He was beginning to crash from the high right when he needed it most.

“You have no idea how frightful you look right now, do you?”

“Where is your toady?”

The Merciful Goddess smiled. “I didn't bring him this time. He's probably wondering where I am right now. I don't think he'd approve of this little meeting anyway. Better I speak to you alone.”

“Why wouldn't he approve? What are you planning?”

“Let's just say this is a little more meddling than is usually prudent-- but under the circumstances, I think it's justified.”

Gonou stared at her. Of all the confusing things he'd ever experienced, any that involved the Merciful Goddess were always the most perplexing. He was rapidly losing what shred of patience he had with her.

“Just please, tell me what you want,” he said, “and then leave.”

“Well, and here I thought you were always the polite one! That isn't a fitting way to address your superiors.”

“And just who are you implying you are superior to?”

The Goddess leaned into him, cupping his face in her hand. With her thumb she smeared a drop of blood across his cheek.

“You really have turned into an interesting creature, Tenpou. You are so different and yet so much the same.”

That did it, he actually felt his mind snap, a physical sensation, and he went for her throat.

A nanosecond later Gonou was choking and fighting for breath. His eyes bugged. He had to turn his head downward to look at the serene, smiling face at the end of the elegant arm from which he hung. He didn't remember rising from the bed, or even the moment when her hand had closed around his throat. He just knew that he had hoped things would be reversed from where they were right now. He had known he couldn't kill her, but he never expected there to not at least be a fight first. Her speed was blinding when she called upon it. She was, after all, a god.

The Goddess slowly lowered him back to the bed and laid him on his back. Slowly, tentatively, her grip loosened from his throat by degrees and he gasped in lung fulls of air. Belatedly he thought how stupid those idiots were who he had tricked with his playing dead ruse in the past. A demi-god of sorts had thought he'd crushed him to death in the woods. Hakkai had screamed and cried and then gone limp. He'd convinced the idiot he had been dead. Hakkai knew now with no uncertainty that death by having the breath crushed from you was much quieter.

He had a flashback of spider threads about his throat, then another of almost drowning. How many brushes with death of all kinds had he tasted in his short life? They all came back to him in succession. It was like re-reading every love note death had ever sent him one after another.

She held him down for several minutes until his breathing had slowed and he was no longer struggling. The fact that he was half naked occurred to him in this moment of all moments. He'd never put his pants back on.

“Now, have we calmed down?” she said to him like she was condescending to an errant child.

Hakkai nodded and gurgled acquiescence. Although he wouldn't recommend being choked to anybody as therapy, it certainly had the strange effect of returning some sanity to his reasoning and clarity of his situation. Gonou submitted, Hakkai returned to his senses-- more or less.

“Good, I'm going to let go of you now and I want you to be a good little boy until I'm finished with you.”

Hakkai sat up quickly once she released him. He glared at her, still coughing. He watched, horrified as she licked his blood from her fingers. It was actually all over her now. When Hakkai indulged his in insanities, he often had a fuzzy recollection of the experience. His mind partially blanked out, especially when he was brought back to reality in a rude way that demanded he refocus his mind-- such as being hung by the neck and strangled.

“You do make a mess of yourself,” she commented. One lovely eyebrow arched to make the point. She looked a little disgusted.

He was a mess. Somehow Hakkai didn't think it a coincidence that she had chosen to make her appearance at such a time. No, it must be quite deliberate. Why would she desire to approach him when his mind was in such a state? It couldn't be good.

“I wasn't expecting company,” Hakkai glowered. He was briefly surprised at how hoarse his voice had become.

“No, I suppose you weren't.” The Goddess settled herself back onto her perch at his bedside. Hakkai had the ironical notion that if it weren't for the blood it would look like she were there for afternoon tea. She preened and dusted at herself, oblivious to Hakkai's anger. As she ran her fingertips over the various spots of Hakkai's blood in her clothing, they seemed to burn up and turn to ash-- which then floated off into the atmosphere. After, there was no trace of it left on her body or in her clothing, what little of it she wore.)

“I hate it when people make me do things like that,” she said absently. She then turned her full attention back to the demon with thoughts of murder in his mind3. “Now,” she began, “I have an offer for you.”

“An offer?”

“Yes. It's about our good friend Genjyo Sanzo.”

“Sanzo?”

“Yes, him,” she said, waving her hand as if to dismiss the notion of the monk.

She propped her chin on her palm and eyed Hakkai like she was sizing him up. “I had an idea and that's where you come in.” She pointed a finger at him and somehow he felt like he was being accused of something. “You are a heretic.”

“Get to the point.”

“I'm getting to that. Please, have patience. I am well aware of the relations you've had with Sanzo. I need you to run a little errand for me on his behalf.”

Hakkai was losing patience with her again. He was almost to the point of not being polite.

“I fail to see how I am concerned.”

“That sounds a little more like the Hakkai I know.”

“Please...”

“Oh, alright,” she said, sounding more than a little petulant, “You should be aware of how reincarnated souls have a way of finding each other, right? After all, you and that Kappa have been together a lot longer than you know. You two always seem to find each other. You all have such a past-- it's delicious.”

Hakkai looked genuinely confused but before he could speak she silenced him with a finger to his lip.

“I know more about you than you do, Hakkai.”

Hakkai settled back, shocked into silence.

“Anyway, I think that's about all you need to know. I want you to produce Sanzo's heir.”

Several heartbeats pass. Then Hakkai simply said “What?”

“It's simple, I need you to carry Sanzo's child. Shut your mouth, its hanging open and it doesn't look good like that.”

“Me? Why me? How..?” This pseudo-woman never made any sense to Hakkai and what she was telling him defied logic. What's more, her logic seemed to include him in her plans and he couldn't for the life of him figure out what she was getting at.

“Well, you are unique, Hakkai. You're human and demon at the same time and your body is exceptionally strong. Also, Konzen loves you even if he'd rather bite his tongue off than admit it. Besides, there are bigger things at work here than just us. It needs to be you.”

The Goddess rose from her perch and regarded Hakkai, who was struggling to follow her. She planted her hands on her hips and sighed.

“You're more his tastes I'm afraid,” she said. “I think you're the only one capable of creating an heir for Konzen. Besides, he'd never suspect you.”

“I still don't understand...”

The Goddess cupped his cheek in her hand again. He was getting real sick of that, but he knew there wasn't much he could really do about it. “No, of course you don't. You don't know what you're capable of...”

Hakkai jerked his face free and stared at her in open mouthed confusion. His brows knitted into a deep scowl.

“You'll catch flies if you don't close your mouth,” the Goddess warned. Hakkai snapped his teeth shut with an audible click.

“What the hell are you talking about?” he shouted, at his wit's end.

“I want you to get knocked up-- by Sanzo,” she said, turning her back to him. “Ah, you made me say it in such a vulgar way!”

“Pardon me, but I think you might be forgetting one small detail.”

“Yes?” asked, eying him coyly. She started to travel about the room, examining objects and trailing her fingers over surfaces.

“I'm a man.” Hakkai let that hang in the air even as he smiled and gestured towards his blood soaked body. After several moments without a response he added “I can't physically do that.”

The Goddess laughed to herself. “You're wrong there. That's what makes you so perfect. That's why Konzen won't suspect you being in his bed. As I said, Hakkai, you are unique. You aren't a youkai exactly like the others. You are a heretic by nature. You can be, shall we say, modified?”

“Modified?” Hakkai repeated. Then his brows knit back together in anger , “What are you planning on doing to me?”

“Relax, it's not all that bad. I just need to install some extra plumbing.”

“Not that bad? You want to screw with my body and it's not all that bad?” Hakkai was aware he was beginning to shriek.

The Goddess waved her fingers at him. “Quiet down, you're getting hysterical.”

“Yes!” Hakkai said sharply, “I am getting hysterical. I think this is the perfect thing to get hysterical over! If you're asking my permission the answer is no!”

“Oh don't go jumping to decisions that quickly. You still have a little time to mull it over. It has to be tonight though. I'm not making too many more trips down here. Look, I can give you the ability to bear children and I want you to bear Genjyo Sanzo's child for us. You have always wanted children, no?”

Hakkai sat, stunned. She was right. Hakkai had always desired to raise children. That dream had been drained out of him with Kanan's life blood. Even if he had found a viable mate, Hakkai still didn't believe himself to be a suitable parent. Thought of children had been far from his mind for a long, long time. However he found himself tempted. For a moment, the idea didn't seem so bad. He shook the silliness from his head.

“I still don't get it! Why me, why not a woman? Why not just find him someone like that and leave me and this crazy idea out of it?”

The Goddess laughed at him. “Silly boy, because this is more fun!”

Hakkai gaped, not for the first time that night. This was insanity, this was impossible, and when you got down to it outrageously stupid.

“And why should I do this?”

“You want children, do you not? I can tell you Gojyo does. He never speaks of it because he believes them out of his reach, like you do. I can make you compatible with him. I can make you-- able. You'd finally be able to give back to him something in exchange for everything he has done for you.”

“Gojyo,” Hakkai whispered the name, an image of the kappa coming into his mind.

The goddess reached for Hakkai then, and he flinched away. Delicately, she touched her fingers to his temples. It was then that he could feel her slide into his very mind. Images of him as a young and relatively naive Gonou flooded his consciousness. Memories of Kanan, of his students, of children at the orphanage he grew up in all flickered across the movie screen in his head. Memories both painful and pleasurable assailed him. Then images of Gojyo, Sanzo and Goku passed before him. Those were the most detailed, the most real to him. His mind reeled and confusion dominated him.

The goddess smiled into his face, confirming the Gojyo button was the one she needed to press. Somehow he realized the Goddess was creating a deliberate link directly in his mind between all the people he loved most with his latent desire to be a parent. He remembered most specifically a conversation he'd had with Gojyo about the inherent sterility of half breeds. Gojyo was not capable of getting a woman pregnant. “But I can make you compatible...” the Goddess laughed inside his head.

Hakkai fought it. It wasn't right, it was insanity. If Hakkai wanted a child it would not be difficult to find a willing female. Women liked Hakkai, they didn't understand what lay beneath. All he needed to do was smile and charm them.

Besides, that hadn't really been what Hakkai wanted. “No,” said the goddess, “That's not what you want.” She clucked her tongue and continued to probe his mind. “You want Gojyo.”

Hakkai had become unaware of his surroundings. He'd forgotten who he was speaking to and was completely immersed in his own mind. The goddess was speaking directly to his subconscious.

“Gojyo thinks they are out of his reach too. Why else would he stay with you? You could give him something real. You'd be able to do for him what nobody else in the world could.” Her face was very close to his now, but he couldn't seem to focus on her.

“Gojyo would leave me if he could otherwise have a normal life?”

The great Kanzeon Bodhisattva nodded. “He might, why wouldn't he?”

“No, he loves me...”

“He loves women. You're the only one who he can keep at home and still have his fun.”

Hakkai's mind swam with the implications she was making. It made a kind of perverted sense. Anger had fled him. She was right. Ever since he had taken him in, Hakkai felt like he did nothing but cost Gojyo. It was the reason he could tolerate Gojyo's infidelity. He owed so much to Gojyo and Sanzo. Trying to repay his debt to Sanzo, he'd dragged Gojyo on that cursed trip to India. Even though Gojyo had no obligation to go, he had gone to stay with Hakkai. He'd helped Hakkai repay some of that debt to Sanzo, but Hakkai had never, could never, repay his debt to Gojyo. He was feeling the effects of his post high crash and this was all too much. The world came in and out of focus.

“The only catch is, Sanzo comes first. What you do with your body after is your own business.”

Hakkai rose from the bed and stood before the Goddess. He faced her and looked her in the eye even as his knees buckled and threatened to give out. “How much time are you giving me to decide?”

“Not much, I want to be out of this hell hole soon enough. I think you have already made your decision.”

Slowly Hakkai nodded.

“Good boy,” the Goddess said.

“Ngh,” was all Hakkai could say. The Goddess reached out to kiss him, and he accepted the kiss. He submitted to her as the Goddess took hold of his abused wrists and pulled him toward her. Agony bloomed from the forgotten wounds and fresh blood flow erupted from them. She was much stronger than she looked.

“This is going to be fun...” she mumbled. Her hand crept around the back of Hakkai's neck. She pulled his face down and pushed her soft lips into Hakkai's. It had been the first time in a long while Hakkai had been kissed by something feminine. The soft press of breasts against his chest, the sweet floral smell of lotus blossoms and the feel of long nails across his skin sent shivers through his body.

Hakkai's mind went into a thousand different directions. Part of his mind was telling him that this was all some kind of deluded nightmare. His body wasn't really being arranged by a Goddess. She wasn't really spreading his legs, and he wasn't letting her. This was all some surreal distortion brought on by his own mind right? He was having a nightmare, right? Right?

This just simply couldn't be happening.

Hakkai shuddered and moaned under her touch. He gave into his hunger, reacting to her like she was a lover and a woman and not a crazy goddess with a sadistic streak. She reached down between them to rub her phallus up into Hakkai's bottom. Something like a hiccup caught in Hakkai's throat at that stark reminder of exactly what was going on. What could only have been pre-cum as far as Hakkai could understand it was spread along his opening and throughout his buttocks. He was being lubed up, he realized.

“Now,” the Goddess said, “This might hurt a little...”

“Kanzeon...” he murmured but she silenced him with her finger tip.

She paid no heed to the effect her penetration had on Hakkai. His whole body arched and went rigid. She went into him in one solid thrust and then held his shaking body in her hands until he calmed. When Hakkai was breathing more or less evenly she began to rock into him with sanguine movements. To Hakkai it felt like a club had been shoved up his ass. He'd been unprepared for the girth of what his body had taken into itself. He never actually saw what she put into him.

He moaned, and wept while the Goddess fucked him. After several minutes, without warning even to himself, Hakkai came. The spasms of his body stretched across her shaft was her cue to move to the next step. His body needed to be prepared for what came next.

“Now,” she whispered, “Prepare yourself, this might hurt.”

Hakkai stared at her face, stunned for a moment. His body had never been stretched open so far and they hadn't reached the part that hurts? His protest died in his throat. Abruptly he felt something perforated inside his body. A scream was torn from him. The pain was intense and radiated out from inside his belly to his fingers and toes. Hakkai experienced it only for a moment because he quickly, blissfully passed out.
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