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 Two: What They Don’t Know
As ten-thirty approached “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.
“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. Do
you have any more meat buns?” Goku asked hopefully as he leaned over
Sanzo’s shoulder.
“Goku, what have I
told you about eating in the jeep?” Hakkai gently reprimanded, pulling
his shirt on as he bounded to the jeep, hair dripping from the shower, and
Gojyo trailing after, trying to light a cigarette that kept getting splattered
by Hakkai’s hair.
“Can we just get
going?" Sanzo ducked as he too got splattered as Hakkai got in the
jeep. “It’s the village of Tshunran
next, isn’t it? Good, I’ve heard demons aren’t fond of it so we might
even rest up a few days there. There’s also a temple a little off to the
south where I’m going to attempt contact with the aspects. Find out
exactly how far west is exactly.”
“And I heard there’s
a great tavern loaded with hot babes and cold liquor.” Gojyo threw
in. “So step on it, dragon.”
“Good to see we’ve
got all our priorities straight. Meat bun, anyone?” Sanzo seemed to
have an endless supply hidden away.
Hakkai grabbed it out
of Goku’s hand. “Thanks, I’m famished.”
Goku just stared,
completely shocked. Hakkai stared straight ahead, careful to only subtly
alter the direction of the jeep as they left boundaries of the town. He
figured he’d put on enough of the raging dick act, and settled in, ready to
just enjoy the ride, knowing they’d never make it to their destination before
nightfall. Hopefully, his plan would work.
“God, you
stink! Go sit over there!” Goku said, through a mouthful of the
bread and broth Hakkai had just handed him. He glared at Gojyo who had
decided to sit on the rock next to his.
“Where exactly, you
frickin ape? On the cactus?” Gojyo snapped back.
“Well, you’ll get
your thrill for the night, you perv!”
“Stop it, both of
you. Can’t we just eat in peace?" Sanzo’s mood had not
improved throughout the afternoon. He’d hardly spoke to Hakkai and since
that was usually what kept his mood light, well as light as it got, he was very
irritable. He purposely made no mention of how good the food was nor did
he make any wisecracks during the meal.
“Yeah, boys,” Hakkai
smiled his usual sweet smile. “Eat up. It’ll be bedtime before we
know it.” For some sooner than others, he added silently. The bread
they were all devouring had an herb in it that would make most youkai sleep
like babies for a few hours. He wasn’t sure if it would work on Sanzo but
he had a back up plan. Not that he was entirely sure about that either.
Sanzo grumbled but
took a second helping of both soup and bread. “Goku, leave some for the
rest of us. That’s, like, your second loaf and third bowl of soup.”
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
morning, 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.
“Get me one,
too.” Gojyo called after him.
“Get your own!”
Goku replied, handing Sanzo his beer.
Grumbling, Gojyo
stood to do just that. “Hey, god dammit, monkey! You gave the
priest the last one!”
Sanzo quickly enjoyed
swallowing down the last of his beer with no apology to Gojyo. “Break
time’s over, kids. I think we have company.”
“Fuck,” Hakkai
muttered, setting his bowl aside. The herb would be kicking in
soon. Now was not the time for a demon attack.
“Aw, man,” Gojyo said
standing and lighting a cigarette. “Guess we’ll have to share dessert.”
Sanzo stood walking
towards the approaching mob. “You really need to discuss timing with your
boss. I mean it’s not like I come in, brandishing my gun and proceed to
wipe you out while you’re eating dinner. Though I’m thinking of
starting…” he leaned on his hand looking thoughtful. “And you really
should regroup. The four of us can take you out easy.” He turned
back looking directly at Goku. “That is if some of us would pause in the
act of devouring everything in sight, get up off our asses and help.”
“I’m coming!”
Goku assured him, polishing off his soup. “Geez…I’m a growing boy, you
know.”
“Yeah, is that
today’s excuse?” Gojyo asked, brandishing his scythe.
“They appear about
forty strong, but I sense most of them don’t possess a lot of youjitsu or
intelligence.” Sanzo said as he dropkicked the first demon that rushed
him. “Yeah, they’re pretty stupid.”
“Good,” Hakkai leapt
forward and began firing chi energy in a wide band. He had to take out as
many as he could before the herbs started working.
Goku, who’d leapt
into the thick of the demons, swinging Nyouibou, fell over with no warning.
Too late,
Hakkai thought, as he jumped up, firing energy bolts at the youkai closing in
on Goku.
“Goku?” 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 the 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.
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 small of Sanzo’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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