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Forgotten
Buddha
Chapter
Two: What They Don’t Know
As ten-thirty approached Sanzo
decided he’d been too lenient already.
He strolled in and kicked Gojyo and Hakkai’s beds and swatted Goku with his
fan. “C’mon you lazy asses! We’ll already be chasing daylight if we leave
right now.”
“Ow! Dammit Sanzo! That hurts! Goku sat up, rubbing his head. “Hey, Sanzo, I’m hungry.”
“Yeah well, you should have thought of
that before you overslept. Sorry,
monkey, no time for breakfast.” Hakkai
hadn’t moved though usually the slightest movement roused him. “Hakkai!”
Sanzo whispered loudly near his ear with the limiters. “Dream about your boyfriend on your own
time.”
Hakkai’s eyes suddenly opened, and he
edged away from Sanzo, his over-sensitivity about his ear cuffs showing. “Sorry…
Guess I was at the good part.”
He stretched, yawning. “Just
give me ten minutes to shower.”
“You have five.” Sanzo folded his arms and turned sharply
away. “Here, Goku,” he threw the boy a
large meat bun he had stashed away in his robe. Before he left the room, he added, “And you, water sprite, you
should probably stroke that a little faster or you won’t be ready in five
either.”
“Bite it, priest. Hey, no fair Hakkai! I had dibs on the shower!” Gojyo complained as he rolled out of bed.
“We can share,” Hakkai said loud
enough for Sanzo to hear. “I need my
back washed, anyway.”
Sanzo’s back stiffened. “Four and counting.” He said through clenched teeth as he went to
make final preparations.
Gojyo looked slightly tempted, and
then shook his head. “No way. I’ll just air out in the jeep.”
“Ah, gross,” Goku muttered, leaving to
join Sanzo. And maybe score another
meat bun.
Sanzo was already sitting in his place
in the jeep, hand holding out another meat bun for Goku. This journey seemed endless, and even with constant
companionship he was tiring of the loneliness.
The other three had a camaraderie that he couldn’t join, like a secret
handshake they wouldn’t teach him. Okay
maybe that was because if they tried, he’d slap their hands away. But still, they didn’t try that hard. “Fuck it, the last thing I need is something
sacred I can’t protect. I don’t need to
be part of that club.” He muttered to
the jeep who chirped back an argument.
“Who asked you?”
“Thank you, Sanzo!” Goku took the meat bun and grinned up at him
before crawling into the back and starting on the bun. “Hey Sanzo…
You seem extra cranky today. I’m
sorry I overslept.”
“Whatever.” Sanzo grumbled. “It
doesn’t matter.”
“Mmm…Okay.yes"> Gojyo snapped b Even yelling at Goku wasn’t fun today. Maybe he needed another cigarette. He pulled out his pack but remembering how he got it this
morn he he stuffed it away. He raised
an open hand. “Goku. Beer.
Now.”
“Kay,” Goku, stuffing the bread in his
mouth, jumped up and went for the cooler.
Sanzo, gun blazing, tried to clear out as many as he could as he
rushed to see what felled Goku. “Shit,
now is not the time to take a nap. There’s
another bunch hanging back. Get
fu
fuck up!” One of the demons got bold
enough to try to knock his gun out of his hand by biting his arm. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” He shot three in his way while he tried to
shake off the other one.
spanspan>The crescent shaped blade, trailing
its chain, whipped by hitting the demon on Sanzo’s arm, and wiping out the good
dozen between Sanzo and Goku. Gojyo
landed next to Sanzo. His cigarette
still in his mouth. “Check on the
monkey. Quick though, these guys aren’t
slowing down.”
Fearing the worst, Sanzo knelt down
his gun set next to him on the sand, forgotten. He breathed easier. “He’s
out. But he’s breathing.” He grabbed up his gun and stood up. Maybe a little too fast, he was seeing
double. Too risky to shoot with double
vision, he might hit Gojyo or Hakkai.
He rubbed his eyes and elbowed the one--or was it two?--demons that had
tried to knock him down. “Watch out,
guys, I may just have to start shooting at anything that approaches. I can’t really see to target accurately.” He tried to sound maniacal. “So I’m just going to blow everything in my
view away!”
“Shit,” Gojyo said, just before he
collapsed himself.
Not good. Hakkai flipped backwards, landing in a
crouch next to Sanzo. “Don’t shoot me,
Sanzo. But I think I have a plan.” He snaked an arm around Sanzo’s waist, and
put his palm against the smallSanzSanzo’s back. A short blast of chi energy should stun him long enough for
Hakkai to see if his hunch was right.
Sanzo went limp against Hakkai
wondering who or what hit him. The
Banishing Gun fell from his hand and nearly crowned Goku as it fell so close to
his head. Still conscious though weak
from the herb’s effects, Sanzo warned the only member from his party left
standing. “Hakkai, I can’t even remain
upright. These demons they’re putting
us to sleep or something. Draining our
energy at least.”
“I know, Sanzo,” Hakkai lay Sanzo down
to Goku and picked up the Banishing Gun. “I know you’re here,” Hakkai muttered as he looked around. “But where?”
Sanzo with one last attempt to stay
conscious gabbed meekly at Hakkai’s sash. “Use your chi to heal me, you moron,
before it’s…” His arm couldn’t maintain
any muscle control and swirling blackness swallowed him.
“I’m sorry, Sanzo,” Hakkai said
standing. “But it’ll be better if
you’re not able to see what I have to do.”
Hakkai pocketed one of his limiters, and looked around, scanning for the
evil Sanzo monk.
No sign of the evil Sanzo just a
growing number of happy victorious demons and a fiery wind coming to circle
around the slumbering party that could only mean one thing…
“Kougaiji.” Hakkai whispered, hopefully, as he pointed the banishing gun, hand
shaking, at the nearest demons.
Strolling in, bemused, came the great
demon lord’s son. “You guys are getting
sloppy. I can’t believe this sad excuse
for a demon army—and before you ask, no, they aren’t mine—managed to subdue
three of the great Sanzo party.” The
fiery circles were keeping the demons at bay.
“It wasn’t those losers, trust me,”
Hakkai said smiling. “But perhaps, we
could get into the whole story another time?”
“Yeah, well you want to wake sleeping
beauty there. I need to ask him a
question. Trust me, those guys have all
scurried away home by now if they haven’t been fried.” Kougaiji put an impatient hand on his
tightly clad hip, his bracelets jangling as he moved.
Hakkai shrugged. “I’ll try.” But, he added silently, I don’t
know how long I have. He shook
Sanzo, knowing it was no use. Not this
soon. “Sanzo, we have company.”
“It’s odd Hakkai, but you seem less
concerned for your companions than I would have imagined.” The demon observed reaching in and sliding a
sharp claw nail across Sanzo’s face. “Why
is that, I wonder. He really is
out. Well, guess I’m on my own. When he wakes up you might want to ask him
if he knows anything about an evil Sanzo priest I’m looking for…either to
recruit or remove.”
“Sure,” Hakkai nodded, replacing his
ear cuff. “And Kougaiji…thank you.”
“Uh huh. Look, I want to beat you four in a fair fight. And watch out for this guy, he’s got two
scriptures now, the Diatan which he stole and the Daitzian, which causes humans
to go berserk, that was entrusted to him years ago. Later, then.” Kougaiji
left much quieter than he entered.
“Fabulous.” Hakkai muttered, sitting in the center of his sleeping friends. “Wonder if I can back out now…” He stroked Sanzo’s head, tenderly arranging
his soft blonde hair. Then he touched Gojyo’s
and Goku’s heads. “I’m so sorry,
guys.” Hakkai tucked the banishing gun
in his waistband, and picked up Nyouibou and Gojyo’s scythe, both lying on the
ground next to their owners.
It took some fancy maneuvering, and he
ended up tearing Sanzo’s robes, but he freed the scripture, rolling it up.
I feel like such a sleaze,
Hakkai thought as he walked away from his friends, calling out to Hakaryu.
“Monk!” Hakkai called out once he was what he considered a safe distance
from the others. “Monk, I have what you
asked for!”
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