Hiya ppl! Wart?! Another fic? Hehehe (rubs back of head) Yeah, yeah.. I
know I haven't even completed that new fic I started but no mood to write
that wan lah. Couldn't sleep last night and thought of this fic which got
me hyper and all. So tell me whaddya think so far. Well actually I haven't
gotten into the interesting part but n e way..hehe, enjoy!
Disclaimers : I don't own Saiyuki! If I did I wouldn't be writing this ne?
Dr. Goku and Mr. Youkai Goku
Chapter One
By Hanei T.
"Nyoibou!"
"Arghhhh!!!!!!"
The youkai before him disintegrated. It was another usual day for the Sanzo-ikkou. Drive merrily through a forest, meet a gang of youkais, fight and kill them then hop back into Harkuyuu to continue their journey to the west. Goku stabbed his staff into another youkai who gave a shriek before vanishing. He was done with his portion. He threw a glance at Hakkai and Gojyo. They were finishing up too. Lastly, Goku turned to see how Sanzo was doing. The monk was already resting his back on a tree trunk, his arms folded together. Goku smiled. Yup, he was done too. He bounced up to the monk.
"Sanzo! I'm done!"
"Ceh. You were slower then usual."
Goku pouted. "That's because I finished half your youkais too!"
"Yare, yare. This bunch seemed just a tad stronger ne?" Goku nodded in agreement at the monocled man.
"Hah! Shows you guys aren't getting enough exercise," Gojyo said sauntering up to the trio. "I get my daily ones everynight," he smirked.
"Nani?" Goku looked confused. Hakkai was sweatdropping as he clamped his hands over Gojyo's mouth who was struggling to get free of Hakkai. "Ahahaha..betsuni Goku! You shouldn't have heard that!"
The monk just harrumphed and headed for the jeep. "Ikku-zou!"
"Oi matte Sanzo! Ne ne! What did Gojyo meant by getting his exercise every night ne?" Only the harisen gave him an answer.
WHACK WHACK
"Urusai! Little kids shouldn't get involved in an adult's matter."
Goku stuck out his bottom lip again. "Sanzo! I'm not a kid! I'm eighteen! Sanzo!"
The monk ignored the annoying saru and got into the jeep. Goku pursed his lips before heading for the back of the jeep. "Hm...daily exercise?" Deep in thought, Goku didn't see one still-alive youkai sneaked nearer to the jeep. When he turned to look, the youkai had already leap in for the attack.
"SHINE!" The youkai was in midair, both arms pulled to the back holding a short golden stick. The gleam of the golden stick in the sun blinded Goku for a second. He was about to call for his staff when he heard two gunshots rang in the air followed by the youkai's scream. Goku gave out a short puff of relieve before happily turning to face Sanzo. " 'sank yuu Sanzo!"
"Goku! Abunai!"
"Nani?" Goku didn't hear Hakkai's warning in time. He looked up to see the golden stick the youkai had been holding heading for him. It collided directly with Goku's golden diadem, the sounds of the metals clashing resonating throughout his eardrums. A splitting pain rocked his brain.
"Itai yo!" Goku clutched his head. His vision seemed to split into two for a moment, blurring whatever his eyes saw. He felt a weird sensation run down his spine. What was going on?
"Oi Goku?" Gojyo was looking worriedly at his sparing partner who rolled in pain in the back of the jeep. "Daijoubu???"
Hakkai gently pushed Gojyo aside before getting a hold on Goku. "Goku! Get a hold of yourself! Goku!!" Goku didn't hear them. He squinted his eyes shut. The pain! The pain was too much! He let out a final scream before collapsing into the arms of the green clad man.
"GOKU!!"
Sanzo flipped through the pages of the newspaper. The words didn't seem to make any sense to him as he stared at the pages. He threw the paper away in disgust and buried his face into his hands.
'How was the saru doing?'
It had been three days since the last attack. Three days since the saru lost consciousness and laid limp in the bed next door. Sanzo couldn't help but feel restless. The saru never went out cold like that before! And it was just a knock to the head! How serious could that get? He whacked Goku all the time but the saru didn't faint on him before.
'Maybe he's just too tired?'
'But he had already rested for three days! Three f*cking days! Wasn't that more than enough?!'
'Hey! Maybe some nikuman would do the trick?'
'Hn. Tried that, failed.'
'Maybe a little kissu might get the saru riled up?'
'Nani?! F*uck! Get out of my head!'
'Hey chill monk! Look at yourself. Maybe he doesn't want to get up cause he's afraid to face your wrath?'
'OUT!!!!!!!!!!'
Kami-sama! He must be going bonkers. Here stands Genjo Sanzo the greatest monk of all time. And what the hell was he doing?! Arguing with himself, that's what!
"Damn that saru!" he cursed before angrily reaching for his pack of cigarettes. He was a wreck. He ran his fingers in his hair for the hundredth time. Damn that boy... Damn him for causing him to act this way. Sanzo sat by the windowsill and lighted his cigarette. Ceh, damn himself. Here sits Genjo Sanzo, iciest, stone-monk on the entire face of Earth and what the hell was he thinking of? Thinking of actually giving into his inner thought- wake the saru with a kiss.
"Kuso." He let out a trail of smoke. Yes he cared for the saru, so what? It was normal wasn't it? To care for your ward? He just didn't want his effort of finding the saru to be wasted that's all, right? Right?!
Somehow, that didn't sound convincing enough. A knock at the door interrupted his thoughts. A brunette entered.
"Sanzo? Daijoubu?"
"Hn."
Hakkai gave a secretive smile. He knew how troubled the monk was. Who wouldn't if they heard the restless footsteps on the wooden floor EVERY night for the past three days? Even Gojyo had notice that the monk seemed to be lost in his thoughts lately when they ate. And Gojyo was the last person besides Goku to pay any attention to a man's problem. Yes, speaking of Goku.
"Ano, Sanzo? He seems to be better now."
The monk didn't seem to pay him any attention, looking out into the starry night. Hakkai knew better.
"Aa, I have a few groceries to buy now. Gojyo's out for the night too. He's been watching guard for the last two nights. Do you think you could take his place tonight?"
"Hn."
Hakkai smiled. "Arigatou! Oyasumi nasai then," he said before leaving the monk.
Sanzo threw the cigarette butt away and headed for the door. Hakkai seemed to know. Well he was always the most perceptive one amongst them anyway. Sanzo had avoided looking after the boy. He didn't want to see Goku's lifeless condition. He didn't want to sit beside the coma toss boy and stare at his resting face. He didn't want to fall deeper into the web of feelings he felt for the boy. No he didn't. It was the saru's entire fault. Ever since that day, the day the saru had pulled him out from the depths of his own torturous mind (remember that general youkai, with all the metal thingy that trapped Sanzo and Goku?), he had felt something for the saru. Yes, the saru had 'saved' him. Saved him from himself.
He stopped before the door next to his and slowly pushed it open. He stopped breathing the moment his eyes feasted on the view before him.
'Goku....'
The ethereal glow of the moon cast on the boy made him looked so surreal. Sanzo managed to close the door behind him, his eyes never once leaving the boys body. 'What the hell?' The top half of Goku was bare, the bronze skin highlighted by the glow of the candles. Sanzo couldn't help but roll his eyes. He knew who did this (in town, a monocled man holding bags of groceries sneezed). Why in the world was Goku not wearing a shirt when the boy was hardly injured or anything?
"Ceh." He walked up to the bed and took the blanket that covered the other half of the boy. He brought it high up to the boy's chin and left it there. Somehow, unconsciously, his fingers left the hem of the blanket and found Goku's face. He caressed the warm cheek, proof that the boy was still alive, traced the curves of the boy's jaw line and lingered his thumb over the boy's lips.
'Kissu!'
'Urusai! Get out!'
'Aw, come on. I know you wanna do it. Come on! Ganbatte!'
"Ceh!" Did he have to shoot himself to rid of the stupid voice in his head?! Sanzo was so very tempted to do so.
"San....Sanzo?"
Sanzo instantly snapped out of his thoughts. "Goku?!" Sleepy gold orbs looked questioningly at him. He was awake! Sanzo nearly gave into his impulse to hug the boy but instead he pulled his hand away from the boy's face as though the touch burned. He didn't notice the slight drop in the boy's face at the lost of contact. Instead, he reached for the folds of his robe.
THWACK
"Itai! Why did you do that Sanzo?!" Goku whined. The monk gave him a dirty look and folded his arms.
"Baka saru! You've been sleeping your butt of for three days already!"
"Nani? Sou kah?" The boy asked softly. Sanzo looked at the boy from the corner of his eyes. Yes.. he was all right. Damn! And he had been so worried.
THWACK
"Itai!"
"That's for being a pain and for delaying our journey," the monk scolded before putting his harisen away. Goku rubbed his head, pouting. Sanzo nearly smiled in relief. Everything was all right now.
"Rest."
Goku stared into the back of Sanzo's disappearing form. 'Sanzo...' His lips curved into a smile remembering the sight he woke up to. They were so close. Goku sighed. He knew they weren't going to get any closer than that. He should have pretended to get up ne? Then maybe their lips would have met. Goku sighed again. 'Baka saru..' and he settled back down into the warm covers.
"Are?" He ran his hand over his chest. Where was his shirt?
To be continued....
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Ahahaha.. here is Goku-sama's shirt! (waves it around madly over head) *Sigh, if only~~ (hanei's eyes get sparkly big) Anyway, I haven't gotten into the gist of the story yet. More in the next chapter! Please read and review! Or drop me a mail ne?
Disclaimers : I don't own Saiyuki! If I did I wouldn't be writing this ne?
Dr. Goku and Mr. Youkai Goku
Chapter One
By Hanei T.
"Nyoibou!"
"Arghhhh!!!!!!"
The youkai before him disintegrated. It was another usual day for the Sanzo-ikkou. Drive merrily through a forest, meet a gang of youkais, fight and kill them then hop back into Harkuyuu to continue their journey to the west. Goku stabbed his staff into another youkai who gave a shriek before vanishing. He was done with his portion. He threw a glance at Hakkai and Gojyo. They were finishing up too. Lastly, Goku turned to see how Sanzo was doing. The monk was already resting his back on a tree trunk, his arms folded together. Goku smiled. Yup, he was done too. He bounced up to the monk.
"Sanzo! I'm done!"
"Ceh. You were slower then usual."
Goku pouted. "That's because I finished half your youkais too!"
"Yare, yare. This bunch seemed just a tad stronger ne?" Goku nodded in agreement at the monocled man.
"Hah! Shows you guys aren't getting enough exercise," Gojyo said sauntering up to the trio. "I get my daily ones everynight," he smirked.
"Nani?" Goku looked confused. Hakkai was sweatdropping as he clamped his hands over Gojyo's mouth who was struggling to get free of Hakkai. "Ahahaha..betsuni Goku! You shouldn't have heard that!"
The monk just harrumphed and headed for the jeep. "Ikku-zou!"
"Oi matte Sanzo! Ne ne! What did Gojyo meant by getting his exercise every night ne?" Only the harisen gave him an answer.
WHACK WHACK
"Urusai! Little kids shouldn't get involved in an adult's matter."
Goku stuck out his bottom lip again. "Sanzo! I'm not a kid! I'm eighteen! Sanzo!"
The monk ignored the annoying saru and got into the jeep. Goku pursed his lips before heading for the back of the jeep. "Hm...daily exercise?" Deep in thought, Goku didn't see one still-alive youkai sneaked nearer to the jeep. When he turned to look, the youkai had already leap in for the attack.
"SHINE!" The youkai was in midair, both arms pulled to the back holding a short golden stick. The gleam of the golden stick in the sun blinded Goku for a second. He was about to call for his staff when he heard two gunshots rang in the air followed by the youkai's scream. Goku gave out a short puff of relieve before happily turning to face Sanzo. " 'sank yuu Sanzo!"
"Goku! Abunai!"
"Nani?" Goku didn't hear Hakkai's warning in time. He looked up to see the golden stick the youkai had been holding heading for him. It collided directly with Goku's golden diadem, the sounds of the metals clashing resonating throughout his eardrums. A splitting pain rocked his brain.
"Itai yo!" Goku clutched his head. His vision seemed to split into two for a moment, blurring whatever his eyes saw. He felt a weird sensation run down his spine. What was going on?
"Oi Goku?" Gojyo was looking worriedly at his sparing partner who rolled in pain in the back of the jeep. "Daijoubu???"
Hakkai gently pushed Gojyo aside before getting a hold on Goku. "Goku! Get a hold of yourself! Goku!!" Goku didn't hear them. He squinted his eyes shut. The pain! The pain was too much! He let out a final scream before collapsing into the arms of the green clad man.
"GOKU!!"
Sanzo flipped through the pages of the newspaper. The words didn't seem to make any sense to him as he stared at the pages. He threw the paper away in disgust and buried his face into his hands.
'How was the saru doing?'
It had been three days since the last attack. Three days since the saru lost consciousness and laid limp in the bed next door. Sanzo couldn't help but feel restless. The saru never went out cold like that before! And it was just a knock to the head! How serious could that get? He whacked Goku all the time but the saru didn't faint on him before.
'Maybe he's just too tired?'
'But he had already rested for three days! Three f*cking days! Wasn't that more than enough?!'
'Hey! Maybe some nikuman would do the trick?'
'Hn. Tried that, failed.'
'Maybe a little kissu might get the saru riled up?'
'Nani?! F*uck! Get out of my head!'
'Hey chill monk! Look at yourself. Maybe he doesn't want to get up cause he's afraid to face your wrath?'
'OUT!!!!!!!!!!'
Kami-sama! He must be going bonkers. Here stands Genjo Sanzo the greatest monk of all time. And what the hell was he doing?! Arguing with himself, that's what!
"Damn that saru!" he cursed before angrily reaching for his pack of cigarettes. He was a wreck. He ran his fingers in his hair for the hundredth time. Damn that boy... Damn him for causing him to act this way. Sanzo sat by the windowsill and lighted his cigarette. Ceh, damn himself. Here sits Genjo Sanzo, iciest, stone-monk on the entire face of Earth and what the hell was he thinking of? Thinking of actually giving into his inner thought- wake the saru with a kiss.
"Kuso." He let out a trail of smoke. Yes he cared for the saru, so what? It was normal wasn't it? To care for your ward? He just didn't want his effort of finding the saru to be wasted that's all, right? Right?!
Somehow, that didn't sound convincing enough. A knock at the door interrupted his thoughts. A brunette entered.
"Sanzo? Daijoubu?"
"Hn."
Hakkai gave a secretive smile. He knew how troubled the monk was. Who wouldn't if they heard the restless footsteps on the wooden floor EVERY night for the past three days? Even Gojyo had notice that the monk seemed to be lost in his thoughts lately when they ate. And Gojyo was the last person besides Goku to pay any attention to a man's problem. Yes, speaking of Goku.
"Ano, Sanzo? He seems to be better now."
The monk didn't seem to pay him any attention, looking out into the starry night. Hakkai knew better.
"Aa, I have a few groceries to buy now. Gojyo's out for the night too. He's been watching guard for the last two nights. Do you think you could take his place tonight?"
"Hn."
Hakkai smiled. "Arigatou! Oyasumi nasai then," he said before leaving the monk.
Sanzo threw the cigarette butt away and headed for the door. Hakkai seemed to know. Well he was always the most perceptive one amongst them anyway. Sanzo had avoided looking after the boy. He didn't want to see Goku's lifeless condition. He didn't want to sit beside the coma toss boy and stare at his resting face. He didn't want to fall deeper into the web of feelings he felt for the boy. No he didn't. It was the saru's entire fault. Ever since that day, the day the saru had pulled him out from the depths of his own torturous mind (remember that general youkai, with all the metal thingy that trapped Sanzo and Goku?), he had felt something for the saru. Yes, the saru had 'saved' him. Saved him from himself.
He stopped before the door next to his and slowly pushed it open. He stopped breathing the moment his eyes feasted on the view before him.
'Goku....'
The ethereal glow of the moon cast on the boy made him looked so surreal. Sanzo managed to close the door behind him, his eyes never once leaving the boys body. 'What the hell?' The top half of Goku was bare, the bronze skin highlighted by the glow of the candles. Sanzo couldn't help but roll his eyes. He knew who did this (in town, a monocled man holding bags of groceries sneezed). Why in the world was Goku not wearing a shirt when the boy was hardly injured or anything?
"Ceh." He walked up to the bed and took the blanket that covered the other half of the boy. He brought it high up to the boy's chin and left it there. Somehow, unconsciously, his fingers left the hem of the blanket and found Goku's face. He caressed the warm cheek, proof that the boy was still alive, traced the curves of the boy's jaw line and lingered his thumb over the boy's lips.
'Kissu!'
'Urusai! Get out!'
'Aw, come on. I know you wanna do it. Come on! Ganbatte!'
"Ceh!" Did he have to shoot himself to rid of the stupid voice in his head?! Sanzo was so very tempted to do so.
"San....Sanzo?"
Sanzo instantly snapped out of his thoughts. "Goku?!" Sleepy gold orbs looked questioningly at him. He was awake! Sanzo nearly gave into his impulse to hug the boy but instead he pulled his hand away from the boy's face as though the touch burned. He didn't notice the slight drop in the boy's face at the lost of contact. Instead, he reached for the folds of his robe.
THWACK
"Itai! Why did you do that Sanzo?!" Goku whined. The monk gave him a dirty look and folded his arms.
"Baka saru! You've been sleeping your butt of for three days already!"
"Nani? Sou kah?" The boy asked softly. Sanzo looked at the boy from the corner of his eyes. Yes.. he was all right. Damn! And he had been so worried.
THWACK
"Itai!"
"That's for being a pain and for delaying our journey," the monk scolded before putting his harisen away. Goku rubbed his head, pouting. Sanzo nearly smiled in relief. Everything was all right now.
"Rest."
Goku stared into the back of Sanzo's disappearing form. 'Sanzo...' His lips curved into a smile remembering the sight he woke up to. They were so close. Goku sighed. He knew they weren't going to get any closer than that. He should have pretended to get up ne? Then maybe their lips would have met. Goku sighed again. 'Baka saru..' and he settled back down into the warm covers.
"Are?" He ran his hand over his chest. Where was his shirt?
To be continued....
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Ahahaha.. here is Goku-sama's shirt! (waves it around madly over head) *Sigh, if only~~ (hanei's eyes get sparkly big) Anyway, I haven't gotten into the gist of the story yet. More in the next chapter! Please read and review! Or drop me a mail ne?