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A Brand New Life	By : lechymonk Category: Gensomaden Saiyuki > General Views: 1077 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: I don�t own Saiyuki or any of the characters. That honor belongs to Kazuya Minekura. The original characters are my own creations.

Yuuko watched Hakkai put his limiters back on. The transformation back to his human form looked a lot less painful than the transformation to youkai form. The vines on her skin disappeared, too. She had been a bit concerned that they would be permanent but Hakkai assured her, they weren�t.

The hardest part was leaving him for the night. She gave him one last kiss before leaving his house. He had walked her to the door and watched her put on her sandals. She wanted to throw herself in his arms and never leave. The kiss started out soft but quickly turned passionate. His mouth slanted over hers again and again, as if he wanted to memorize her taste. Her hands roamed over his bare chest before moving to the waistband of his jeans. He pulled her to him and she could feel him getting aroused.

They broke apart, both breathing heavy, wanting nothing more than to move to the bedroom. �Yuuko, if you don�t leave now, I�m going to finish what I started earlier in the kitchen.� She nodded, not trusting herself not to beg for Hakkai to make love to her. She opened the door and let herself out. Hakkai watched her go until he couldn�t see her anymore and then closed and locked the door.

Yuuko was surprised she made it to her grandfather�s house. Her thoughts were all on Hakkai and she wasn�t paying attention to where she was going. She let herself in and looked for her grandfather.

Daisuke was in the living room, reading a book. He looked up as Yuuko came into the living room. He smiled at the look on her face. He had never seen her look that happy.

They talked long into the night. She told him she was in love with Hakkai and he with her. She didn�t tell Daisuke about Hakkai being in love with his sister. That was part of his past and if Hakkai wanted Daisuke to know, it was his place to tell him. She told her grandfather about the breakfast she cooked on the first day and he laughed so hard, she was afraid he would hurt himself. He asked her to tell him again how she almost dumped the bowl of rice porridge over Sanzo�s head.

He told her how Goku and Myhiko were in love and how many times he found them in the back storeroom kissing. He clearly liked Goku and would miss him when Sanzo came to fetch him when he needed the young man�s help. Yuuko was surprised to know that it was Goku who hired Myhiko�s widowed mother to help with the cleaning and cooking for her grandfather. Yuuko felt ashamed. She hadn�t even thought about hiring help for her grandfather.

She usually came home after her grandfather went to bed. She didn�t really plan it that way, but she wanted to stay with Hakkai as long as possible during the day. She would tuck in Hakkai, over his protests that he was too old for that, and sit in a big, comfy chair in the living room. Hakuryu usually curled up in her lap, Hakkai�s breathing lulling her to sleep. She had no idea that Hakkai would watch her until he fell asleep. He longed to ask her to sleep beside him but felt that she would reject the idea. He was content just to watch her until he fell asleep.
Almost three weeks had passed since Hakkai, Gojyo and Goku had settled in Kosui. Gojyo�s bar was almost ready to open and Dr. Shirota had given Hakkai a clear bill of health. Goku was still working in the store and he had mixed feelings about his situation. He missed Sanzo, but was making a life for himself here. He thought back on the day Sanzo said his good-byes.

Sanzo put off saying good-bye to Goku as long as possible. He had traveled with the monkey since he was still a teenager. Sanzo had heard Goku calling him long before he had freed him from his cage on top of a mountain. He had planned on finding the source of the annoying voice and making it shut up. But, when he arrived at the top of the mountain, he saw a boy in a cage. He was chained in a bare cell, nothing but leaves for a bed and hundreds of scratched out pictures of leaves on the wall.

Sanzo still didn�t know what made him do it, but he reached out his hand for the child. Goku took it and his chains fell away and the rock bars of his cell, crumbled away. He never planned on taking Goku with him, but that all changed when Goku asked to bury a little yellow bird. Sanzo waited and watched while Goku carefully picked up the bird and buried it under a tree. His cold, hard heart softened a bit as he watched Goku mourn for the bird.

Ever since Sanzo�s master had died protecting him, he swore never to let anyone become important to him. He knew all too well the pain of being left behind and didn�t want anyone mourning him. He lived only for himself.

They settled in a monastery, where Sanzo became in charge when the head monk died. He took his place as The 31st of China, Genjo Sanzo. He and Goku met up with Gojyo and Hakkai as ordered by the Sanbutsushin and began their journey to stop the revival of Gyumoah.

Sanzo went into the store where Goku was working. The little store was full of people and when he came in, everyone grew quiet and bowed to the priest. He hated this, being the center of attention. He bowed back, though and looked for Goku.

�Sanzo! Hey!� Goku waved to him. Sanzo made his way over to Goku.

�I�m leaving today.� Goku�s face fell. He knew this day would come but Sanzo did promise him he would come back for him when he needed his help. Goku motioned for Sanzo to follow him to the back storeroom.

They made their way through the crowd. Goku stopped when they reached the back room. �You are coming back for me, right? You promised.� Goku�s stomach was in knots. What if Sanzo changed his mind once he got to the monastery and decided that he didn�t need him?

Sanzo frowned at Goku. �I told you I would, didn�t I, Goku? I need you here to be with Hakkai until he heals and then I�ll come get you. I�ll be back in a few weeks.� Sanzo just wanted to leave town before he broke down. He was glad to see Gojyo settled and Hakkai seemed to be in competent, if not crazy, hands with that woman. But, leaving Goku was going to be harder than he thought.

�I never said thank you for taking me out of that horrible place.� Goku looked at the floor while he talked. �I know you didn�t want me tagging along with you. But, you let me come with you anyway. You�ll never know how much that meant to me. You took me out of the darkness and showed me a new life.�

Shut up, Sanzo thought. If Goku kept this up, he really would break down. Sanzo prided his self control and he was fast losing it. Goku was like a son to him, although he would never admit it to him. He kept his feelings to himself, never letting anyone in.

Goku, however, had no self control and he threw his arms around Sanzo, hugging him like he would never see him again. Sanzo could feel Goku�s tears seeping through his monk�s robes and his eyes grew hot. Sanzo couldn�t remember the last time he cried. He didn�t even cry when his master was killed. But, he had a connection with Goku that he couldn�t describe.

His arms went around Goku. Sanzo could tell that the young man had filled out during their travels. His shoulders were almost as broad as Sanzo�s and he was almost the same height now. He was no longer the little child that Sanzo had rescued. He was a man now.

He pushed Goku away from him. Goku wiped his eyes and smiled. �I�ll be here, waiting for you.� Sanzo nodded, not trusting his voice. Sanzo walked through the store, ignoring everyone. He was too caught up in past memories. Memories that he wanted to forget, but never would.

He made it almost to the edge of town before the tears started flowing. Sanzo didn�t even notice he was crying. He was too busy trying to ignore the voice telling him to put the gun to his head and stop his misery.

Goku missed Sanzo. After all, he had spent several years traveling with the monk. But, after spending the last three weeks in Kosui, he wasn�t so sure if he wanted to go traveling with Sanzo anymore. He was making a life here. He liked working in the store and Daisuke treated him well. And there was Myhiko.

He sighed as he thought about the black haired beauty. She came to the store everyday, saying she wanted to help Yuuko out by working in the store. But the real reason she was here, was Goku. The two were quickly developing feelings for each other. They spend a good deal of time in the back room, stealing kisses and tender caresses. But, those weren�t the only reasons that Goku spent time with Myhiko.

She made him laugh, something that he didn�t do a lot of these past four years. Well, there was that one time that he and Gojyo made a bet about a waitress in a restaurant. Gojyo said she was flirting with him and Goku said she was flirting with Hakkai. They argued like usual, until Sanzo shot a few holes in the walls. Patrons took cover from the gunshots and the waitress ended up in Hakkai�s lap, her arms wrapped around the demon slayer. Goku had rolled on the floor with laughter at the look of shock on Gojyo�s face.

Myhiko had figured out he was a youkai and it didn�t matter to her. Within several days of meeting each other, she had asked why he wore his diadem.

They were out walking after Daisuke closed the store for the night. He usually walked Myhiko home, wanting to spend more time with her. She lived near a large lake that she said was nice to swim in when the water warmed up. This particular night, they walked to the lake and sat together, just enjoying each other�s company. He longed to hold her and make her his, but he didn�t want her to think he was just looking for a quick lay. In fact, he didn�t know what he was looking for. He missed Sanzo and the others, even the pervy Kappa.

She moved closer to him, almost touching his arm with hers. He reached through the grass and felt her hand, interlacing his fingers with his. She sighed and put her head on his shoulder. They sat that way for a time, listening to the song of the crickets and watching the moon come up.

�Goku, can I ask you a personal question?� She tilted her face up to meet his eyes.

�Sure, watcha wanna know?� He brushed a few stray hairs out of her eyes.

She touched the gold diadem around his head. �Is this a power limiter, like Hakkai�s ear bands?� She traced the pattern on the diadem. �I don�t mind you being youkai, if that�s what your worried about.� He had pulled away from her, turning his back to her. �Hakkai is a youkai and Saira told me Gojyo was a half-youkai, so I don�t see the big deal if you are a youkai.� Myhiko stroked Goku�s back.

�I�m not just youkai, Myhiko. I�m the Seiten Taisei.� Myhiko was confused. She got up and moved to sit in front of Goku. She held his hands in hers, waiting for him to speak. �I was attacked and wounded beyond hope. Gojyo and Hakkai made the decision to take off my diadem to save my life and I turned into my true form, the Seiten Taisei.�

�I was so out of control, Hakkai had to take off his limiters just to make me stop. But even that didn�t help. I ended up hurting Hakkai while he was trying to stop me.� Goku pulled his hands out of Myhiko�s grasp and stood up, looking over the lake. �Gojyo finally got my diadem on and took Hakkai and myself some place to heal. I was out of it for three days. The night after I woke up, I heard Hakkai and Gojyo talking about me. According to them, I was born from the rock of the earth and when my diadem is off, I draw power from the earth.�

�I�m not just a youkai who wears a limiter to hide my youkai form, Myhiko. I�m an abomination.� Goku hung his head. �You should go and not be seen with me anymore.� He had to tell her. It wasn�t fair to her, thinking he was one thing when he really was another. If she wanted to leave, let her. It wasn�t like he wasn�t used to being alone most of his life. After all, he spent five hundred years in a cage, chained like an animal. Until Sanzo came.

Why did everyone have to leave him? Hakkai and Yuuko were falling in love. Gojyo had his bar and if Goku guessed right, might be developing feelings for Saira. And Sanzo. It hurt too much to think of Sanzo. The pain ran too deep.

Myhiko ran to Goku, throwing her arms around him and kissing his face. �Is that what you think of yourself? An abomination? No,no!� She kissed his lips several times. How could she get it through to him that he wasn�t an abomination? �You may have been born from the rocks of the earth and maybe you are powerful, but that isn�t all you are. You are kind. You care about people. As much as you complain about Gojyo, I can see the admiration in your eyes for him. And Hakkai, you were so worried about him those first few days.� She hugged him tightly. �An abomination doesn�t do that. A gentle caring man does.� She felt his arms go around her waist.

�And the day Sanzo left,� Myhiko could feel the silent sobs Goku could no longer hold back. �You tried to hide your feelings behind a laughing face all day long. But I knew, inside, you were hurting.�

�I want to be with you. I know we haven�t known each other long, only about three weeks.� Myhiko didn�t get to finish. Goku kissed her. He poured all of his longing for love and acceptance in that kiss. And in Myhiko�s arms, he began to heal.

Summer was almost here and Yuuko couldn�t be happier. Hakkai was back to full strength and he and Gojyo had been training with their weapons. Gojyo with his shakujo and Hakkai with his chi. Yuuko went outside one late spring day to hang laundry to dry and found both men, shirtless in the backyard. Gojyo was swinging his weapon around and Hakkai was dodging it, blocking the wickedly sharp crescent shaped blade with a wall of chi. She would have loved to stay and watch them, but there was a knock on the door.

Yuuko opened the door to see Saira. She was happy to see her friend and invited her in for something to drink. Both women made their way into the kitchen, catching up on what had happened since they last saw each other. Yuuko filled a pitcher with ice water. Saira went to sit down at the kitchen table, but stopped when she heard Gojyo�s voice.

�Too slow, Hakkai! You�re getting to be an old man.� The women could hear the swish of the shakujo as it passed near the back door. The dining room was still empty, so the women could see a little of what was happening outside.

�Saira, would you like to take this pitcher of water out to the men? I�m sure they are thirsty and since�� Yuuko didn�t get to finish. Saira grabbed the pitcher, two glasses and almost ran out the back door. Yuuko followed her friend at a slower pace. She pushed open the back door and went outside.

Hakkai had collected more cast off chairs from the neighbors so there was a chair for everyone in the backyard. The men were still sparring but not full out as they had been before. Saira was following Gojyo�s every move and Yuuko could swear he was showing off for the petite blonde. She really outdid herself today. Saira�s kimono was a light pink with sakura blossoms on it. Her hair was done up in a perfect braid on top of her head. She had just enough make up on to brighten up her face without looking over done.

Yuuko, on the other hand, was wearing an old mint green yukata with a small spaghetti stain on the cuff of her right sleeve. Her hair was in a braid, like Saira�s, but Yuuko�s was coming undone. She had a smudge of dirt on her nose from when Hakuryu nuzzled her with his dirty face. He had been chasing mice in the back yard, his nose down several mouse holes.

But, by the way Hakkai looked at her, she was the most beautiful woman in the world. Yuuko blushed and smiled at Hakkai. She sat down and watched the men.

Hakkai gathered chi in his hands and shot it to Gojyo. He blocked it and sent it harmlessly to the sky. Gojyo took a step back with his right foot, dug the shovel end of the shakujo in the ground several feet in front of him and somersaulted over Hakkai. He twisted in the air so he was facing Hakkai�s back. Almost as soon as Gojyo landed, Hakkai twisted, aimed a punch to Gojyo�s middle and did an impressive backflip. Saira and Yuuko heard the grunt from Gojyo, telling them that Hakkai�s aim was true.

�Now, who is the old man, Gojyo? We are only a few months apart in age, although, if we are judging on wisdom, I am several years your better.� Hakkai smiled and put his hands up. This felt so good, sparring like this. It had been years since he was so relaxed.

�You bastard! You take that back!� Gojyo spun his weapon above his head, the steel singing in the afternoon sun. He let the crescent blade fly and Hakkai deflected it, sending the points deep into a tree. Gojyo pulled it free and retracted the blade. He looked at Saira out of the corner of his eye. She looked worried, as if they were really fighting. He motioned for Hakkai to stop.

�I need a drink. Yuuko, ya got any beer?�

�Just ice water, Gojyo.� She laughed as he wrinkled his nose at her suggestion.

�I guess I�ll just have to go home and get one. Saira, would you like to see the bar before I open on Monday? I�ll give you the grand tour, if you know what I mean.� He waggled his eyebrows suggestively at her as he pulled his white T-shirt over his head. She blushed and took his outstretched hand. He kissed her and put his arm around her. �See ya guys later.� Yuuko watched them leave through the back gate.

�Would you like a glass of water, Hakkai?� He shook his head no. �Is there something else you would like?� He nodded his head yes and began to walk towards her. �Well, what do you want?� She wasn�t a mind reader, for heaven�s sake.

�This.� He leaned down, his hands on the arms of the chair she was in and kissed her.

Gojyo and Saira walked to his bar. He still had his arm around her. She was falling for this smug, yet tender redhead. He had been busy setting up the bar this last week, so she hadn�t seen much of him. She was anxious to see what he was going to do. She nixed his first idea. He wanted a place where the waitress wore shirts cut off right under their breasts and really tiny shorts. Saira had glared at him until he told her he was joking. That was the first time he had kissed her.

Gojyo unlocked the door and opened the door, letting in Saira first. She heard the door close and lock and felt a hand close around her wrist. She was pulled up against a hard, sweaty body but she didn�t care. She loved the way he smelled, even after the exercise he did today.

�I�ve wanted to do this ever since I saw you this afternoon.� He took the pins out of her hair and dropped them on the floor. All that was heard was their breathing and the plinks of the pins hitting the floor. Finally, her hair was free. It flowed down her back, ending above her hips. Gojyo threaded his fingers through it and she reached up to touch the twin scars on his face. Her touch was light as a feather and it was driving him wild. His mouth claimed hers.

Saira thought she might live to be a hundred and never get tired of kissing this man. His lips were rough after spending the last four years mostly outdoors. But she loved the friction it created. He nipped at the corner of her mouth, his tongue laving the spot where his teeth had been. His tongue traced the seam of her lips, begging for entrance. She sighed and he slipped his tongue between her lips. She sagged against him. His tongue caressed hers, thrusting gently in and out, mimicking how he would make love to her.

Her hands slipped up under his shirt and she felt the muscles in his stomach jump. He tilted her head and deepened the kiss, his tongue insistent in her mouth. She was just as insistent back. She wanted nothing more than for Gojyo to take her up to his apartment and make love to her. But, he never had even made the suggestion.

Gojyo warred with himself. He was close to taking Saira up to his apartment and making love to her until morning. But this woman wasn�t just a quick lay. She was a lady, something Gojyo never had in his life. She fascinated him. She always looked so beautiful and her kimono�s were gorgeous on her.

He wanted to settle down and have a family, something he never even told Hakkai. There were times on their journey that Gojyo wasn�t sure they would come out alive, so what was the point of dreaming?

He had been drifting most of his life, leaving home after Jien killed his mother to prevent her from killing him. He wandered from town to town, making money playing cards to earn money for rent and food. It wasn�t until he saved Hakkai and hooked up with Sanzo and Goku, that he found what was missing in his life. A family. Sure, they were a dysfunctional family, but a family, none the less.

In the nights when he couldn�t sleep, he would imagine coming home to a wife and kids. Lots of kids. Kids that were loved and never hated or beaten. A wife he could share his deepest fears with. A wife that would love his blood red eyes and hair.

Gojyo broke the kiss and hugged Saira tightly to him. �Are you alright, Gojyo?�

�Will you stay with me tonight? I promise nothing will happen, but I just don�t want to be alone tonight.�

She nodded and he took her hand, leading her upstairs to his apartment.
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