To follow in death
Part 2 ~ Lost
By SW
**Ok decided to add
to this one****
Eyelids fluttered open, groggy violet orbs opened
slowly. Groaning, his whole body ached. Idly he wondered what was on top of
him. He blinked a few times, looking confused. "Goku? Hey baka zura! Get up
will yah?" The boy was holding him, doubled over till his head rested on
Sanzo's stomach. The priest growled in
frustration, the kid wasn't getting up. He shoved Goku's shoulder, sending the
boy falling backwards. And remained unmoving, Sanzo struggled to his feet.
Massive blood loss was making his head spin. "What the hell is wrong?! Get
up!.....G-Goku?" His voice wavered, something wasn't right. He moved closer
leaning over the sprawled figure. "Goku...." He dropped back to the ground
besides him. The slightly parted lips were stained red, trails of blood ran
down the boys chin and neck. Sanzo's hands shook slightly as he supported the
limp neck, he ran a hand through the blood-matted hair. Looking desperately for
some sign of head wound. Violet eyes dilated slightly, and the tremors in his
hands increased. An exit hole, there was an exit hole. Eyes falling upon the
boy's hand, lifeless fingers were loosely wrapped about the familiar gun.
"G-Goku........" Before he knew what was happening he had lost conciseness
again.
Hakkai chatted with
Gojyo, laughing quietly as they drove. As they entered the clearing Jeep pulled
to a stop. "What the hell?!" Gojyo's startled yell caused him to look up. And
his mouth hung open as he took in the site that lay before them. Hordes of
yokkai littered the ground, blood splattered everywhere. It looked like
something from a horror movie, the corpses ripped and mangled. It seemed too
gruesome to have been done by a human, like the work of an animal. "Sanzo!
Goku?!" The half-breed started yelling, looking panicked. He leapt out of the
vehicle followed by Hakkai. Two familiar forms in the center of the massacre,
lying next to each other. Feet kicking
up dirt as they ran toward their friends, both kneeling besides them. Hakkai
checked Sanzo's neck, smiling in relief. "He's alright! How's Goku?" He turned
toward Gojyo when he didn't respond. "Nani? Gojyo?" The half-breeds face was
chalk white, and he turned abruptly. Clamping a hand over his mouth, his
stomach threatening to hurl its contents. Hakkai felt a rush, his voice unsure.
"W-whats wrong? Come on! Goku's fine right?" He tired to laugh, but was
unsuccessful. "H-hes dead...." Gojyo managed out after a moment. The brunette's
mouth opened and closed, unable to form words. Desperately he felt the boy's
neck for a pulse.....Nothing there was no flutter of moment, the body
cold.
Sanzo opened his eyes
and looked about, finding himself in a field of flowers. The sky was a blinding
shade of blue, a child's laughter came from the side. A smaller and younger
Goku bounded towards him. The child was wearing the same clothes he had found
him wearing back at the cave. The boy flung his arms out his waist hugging him.
"Konzen! Look I got these for you!" A small hand held up a bunch of reddish
flowers. "Domo Goku." Sanzo or rather Konzen smiled down at the child. Closing
his eyes for a moment, once they slid open once more. He noticed it was the
older Goku he knew who was holding him. While he was once more wearing his
customary black sleeveless shirt and robes.
"Sanzo! Come on we gotta go! Hakkai and
Gojyo are waiting for us!" The boy tugged at his arm, a dazzling smile rooted
on the young face. The priest allowed himself to be pulled along. "Can't it
wait?" He asked, his usually stoic expression replaced by a warm smile. "No!
They're waiting!" Goku pointed, to the too older demons standing a good 10 feet
ahead. Being pulled further by their interlinked arms, Goku trudge on. Abruptly
the boy stopped when they had almost reached their comrades. "Oi Sanzo I have
to go!" The yokkai boy slipped free of the priests arm. "Goku? Where are
you going?" He reached for the boy, trying to grasp the retreating arm.
"I'll be back….They are calling me." The brown head turned towards a
white hole that had appeared before him. "MATTE! Goku?? Aren't you coming
with me?" The priest was growing increasingly distraunt, he had a bad
feeling. Goku looked over his shoulder, a peaceful smile present. And warm
golden pools looked back at him. "I always be with you…But I have to
go….Ai shiteru Sanzou." Sanzo rushed after him, but his hand passed
through the phantom Goku. "Matte! Matte! Goku?!" His voice staining,
as he swiped vainly. The soft words floated back to him, as the form began to
dissipate, melting into the white light. "Hakkai and Gojyo are waiting."
And he was gone, leaving Sanzo sitting in the field with his arm outstretched.
He could hear his name being called from behind. "Goku……" The
faintest hint of moisture collecting at the corners of violet eyes.
***** OH HO HO HO
HO!!!!!!!! Thought he was dead didn't you?! *********
