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sf - An injured Sanzo is something I picture a lot so I wrote the image I recently had. So kakkoiiiii *__*
Incarcerated; Rain
Chapter 3
{Holding My Thoughts in My Heart}
"Why won't he wake up, Hakkai?" The said man looked sadly down at Goku, watching in despair as the childish youkai's face fell when he claimed he didn't know. And it was true. He didn't know, but he wished he did. And those eyes, such souless eyes. They scared him as much as Kanan's death had scarred him. Goku broke his gaze with Hakkai and stared back down at the sleeping monk. The green claded man had removed his bloody robes and cleaned off the sticky substance from his head, but they had all seen he had...
no wound.
There was nothing, not even a trace of a scar. But even though he wasn't injured, the blonde refused to wake up.
Goku leaned his upper body against Sanzo's chest, to hide the traces of fresh tears. He had to be strong. Sanzo would hit him for being so weak and insult him. The youkai choked on a sob. He couldn't help it. Sanzo didn't know how much this was to him. He couldn't hide his emotions. He didn't have to in that cave. He was alone. 'I was alone, Sanzo. Don't you remember? I can't be strong in holding my feelings like you'
But now he was going to be alone again. He couldn't let that happen. Sanzo was getting so far away from him, it was killing him inside. He wanted to be by Sanzo. He didn't care if the monk had whacked him or yelled at him. This was the guy who freed him, he didn't want to abandon him. Where would he go otherwise? No where. Just back to the five finger mountain again.
Goku didn't realize he was already crying again.
"It's unusual. He was bleeding, I could swear it but I couldn't find any sort of injury on him, Gojyo."
"I don't know what to say. Dammit. This is starting to become a real pain in the ass."
"Kyuuuu."
"We found Sanzo..or rather he found us. The saru's still sad," Gojyo noted, intendedly to himself. Hakkai gently touched Hakuryuu's small head, smiling. It was hard to tell whether the smile was forced or not.
"Sanzo's not himself. It isn't the same."
"Stop that. That smile. You don't have to pretend Hakkai."
"Gojyo?" The said man turned his head towards the other, focusing his red eyes upon him, "Yeah. Nobody smiles forever Hakkai. Not even you. It's okay to frown. You can't help everything that goes on. You feel the same way I do."
Hakkai didn't answer but let his smile fade as he turned back to Goku, who was losing himself in his tears. Flashes passed through his head. Kanan crying. Kanan grabbing his knife. And blood everywhere.
'I can't change myself, even if I fool everyone in the world. I'm the same hopeless person I was back then.'
Gojyo led his arm snake around Hakkai's shoulders, brushing his knuckles against Hakuryuu. Hakkai didn't look at him and didn't speak to him. It was frightening to Gojyo to hear all this silence. The healer couldn't comfort him anymore, it was more like vice versa. The monkey was having a silent breakdown. The monk was dead in his sleep. He felt so helpless like back then. His mother, or rather his step-mother was never pleased with him, always sobbing. Always crying her tears out when she looked at him as if saying, 'What a disgrace! Why me? Why? I wish he were dead!'
What was he to do?
Ignore it? He couldn't do that. It was hardly ignorable anyways.
Hakkai looked back at him, "Maybe we should leave Goku alone for now."
"Yeah"
As the door closed softly, Goku kept saying, "Why won't you wake up? Please Sanzo, please! I'm begging you! Don't leave me alone! Sanzo! Sanzo!"
But he didn't wake up.
"Sanzo..please? I'll be good from now on, really! I won't bother you anymore if you do this for me! Please please please Sanzo!"
Nothing
"I'm sorry for all I did. Sanzo! Sanzo..." Lost in his tears, Goku didn't care that Sanzo couldn't even hear him. Maybe he was just hoping he did.
[[Wake up]]
[[Open your eyes]]
[[and come to me]]
When he woke up, no one was there.
Sanzo grunted, pushing himself up to sit on the bed he was on. He remembered this room. It was his hotel room, or his current one at least. It was dark outside and everybody was probably downstairs eating. The blonde pulled the covers off his body, placing his bare feet on the red carpet. He stared at the door for a while, like he was deciding whether to step out or not. He wasn't really hungry to say, and he didn't feel like talking since he was sure the others were going to ask him what had happened. Even he didn't know. But his head hurt like hell and that was enough for him. Sanzo groaned and fell back against the bed, holding his pale fingers against the chakra on his forehead. For some reason it throbbed madly, and it felt like his brain was burning inside.
Fuck
He remembered seeing darkness and a pair of eyes staring at him. He couldn't remember why he went out and noted how empty he remembered feeling when he did. The faint sight of a clawed hand grabbing his forehead came back to him too. After that it was darkness until he woke up in the forest, his chakra spilling its essence over his face.
Sanzo rolled over on his stomach. He couldn't understand what happened. He'd felt like an empty vessel for the past couple days. A puppet to be used. Sanzo growled under his breath. Dammit, he wasn't a puppet! He hated being used just as much as he hated the rain!
The blonde sighed heavily, sifting his fingers through his hair. There's got be a reasonable explaination for this. It made him wonder if other people had days where they felt empty inside. He was pretty sure it didn't last for two fucking days! His violet eyes shifted to the smith and wesson on the table nearby. A bullet to the head, that would make him feel better. Just one fucking bullet. His hand outstretched and froze when the door opened and Goku stood there staring.
"Sanzo..."
TBC
Incarcerated; Rain - Intending to bring you cliffhangers in every chapter(ain't I awful?)
sf - An injured Sanzo is something I picture a lot so I wrote the image I recently had. So kakkoiiiii *__*
Incarcerated; Rain
Chapter 3
{Holding My Thoughts in My Heart}
"Why won't he wake up, Hakkai?" The said man looked sadly down at Goku, watching in despair as the childish youkai's face fell when he claimed he didn't know. And it was true. He didn't know, but he wished he did. And those eyes, such souless eyes. They scared him as much as Kanan's death had scarred him. Goku broke his gaze with Hakkai and stared back down at the sleeping monk. The green claded man had removed his bloody robes and cleaned off the sticky substance from his head, but they had all seen he had...
no wound.
There was nothing, not even a trace of a scar. But even though he wasn't injured, the blonde refused to wake up.
Goku leaned his upper body against Sanzo's chest, to hide the traces of fresh tears. He had to be strong. Sanzo would hit him for being so weak and insult him. The youkai choked on a sob. He couldn't help it. Sanzo didn't know how much this was to him. He couldn't hide his emotions. He didn't have to in that cave. He was alone. 'I was alone, Sanzo. Don't you remember? I can't be strong in holding my feelings like you'
But now he was going to be alone again. He couldn't let that happen. Sanzo was getting so far away from him, it was killing him inside. He wanted to be by Sanzo. He didn't care if the monk had whacked him or yelled at him. This was the guy who freed him, he didn't want to abandon him. Where would he go otherwise? No where. Just back to the five finger mountain again.
Goku didn't realize he was already crying again.
"It's unusual. He was bleeding, I could swear it but I couldn't find any sort of injury on him, Gojyo."
"I don't know what to say. Dammit. This is starting to become a real pain in the ass."
"Kyuuuu."
"We found Sanzo..or rather he found us. The saru's still sad," Gojyo noted, intendedly to himself. Hakkai gently touched Hakuryuu's small head, smiling. It was hard to tell whether the smile was forced or not.
"Sanzo's not himself. It isn't the same."
"Stop that. That smile. You don't have to pretend Hakkai."
"Gojyo?" The said man turned his head towards the other, focusing his red eyes upon him, "Yeah. Nobody smiles forever Hakkai. Not even you. It's okay to frown. You can't help everything that goes on. You feel the same way I do."
Hakkai didn't answer but let his smile fade as he turned back to Goku, who was losing himself in his tears. Flashes passed through his head. Kanan crying. Kanan grabbing his knife. And blood everywhere.
'I can't change myself, even if I fool everyone in the world. I'm the same hopeless person I was back then.'
Gojyo led his arm snake around Hakkai's shoulders, brushing his knuckles against Hakuryuu. Hakkai didn't look at him and didn't speak to him. It was frightening to Gojyo to hear all this silence. The healer couldn't comfort him anymore, it was more like vice versa. The monkey was having a silent breakdown. The monk was dead in his sleep. He felt so helpless like back then. His mother, or rather his step-mother was never pleased with him, always sobbing. Always crying her tears out when she looked at him as if saying, 'What a disgrace! Why me? Why? I wish he were dead!'
What was he to do?
Ignore it? He couldn't do that. It was hardly ignorable anyways.
Hakkai looked back at him, "Maybe we should leave Goku alone for now."
"Yeah"
As the door closed softly, Goku kept saying, "Why won't you wake up? Please Sanzo, please! I'm begging you! Don't leave me alone! Sanzo! Sanzo!"
But he didn't wake up.
"Sanzo..please? I'll be good from now on, really! I won't bother you anymore if you do this for me! Please please please Sanzo!"
Nothing
"I'm sorry for all I did. Sanzo! Sanzo..." Lost in his tears, Goku didn't care that Sanzo couldn't even hear him. Maybe he was just hoping he did.
[[Wake up]]
[[Open your eyes]]
[[and come to me]]
When he woke up, no one was there.
Sanzo grunted, pushing himself up to sit on the bed he was on. He remembered this room. It was his hotel room, or his current one at least. It was dark outside and everybody was probably downstairs eating. The blonde pulled the covers off his body, placing his bare feet on the red carpet. He stared at the door for a while, like he was deciding whether to step out or not. He wasn't really hungry to say, and he didn't feel like talking since he was sure the others were going to ask him what had happened. Even he didn't know. But his head hurt like hell and that was enough for him. Sanzo groaned and fell back against the bed, holding his pale fingers against the chakra on his forehead. For some reason it throbbed madly, and it felt like his brain was burning inside.
Fuck
He remembered seeing darkness and a pair of eyes staring at him. He couldn't remember why he went out and noted how empty he remembered feeling when he did. The faint sight of a clawed hand grabbing his forehead came back to him too. After that it was darkness until he woke up in the forest, his chakra spilling its essence over his face.
Sanzo rolled over on his stomach. He couldn't understand what happened. He'd felt like an empty vessel for the past couple days. A puppet to be used. Sanzo growled under his breath. Dammit, he wasn't a puppet! He hated being used just as much as he hated the rain!
The blonde sighed heavily, sifting his fingers through his hair. There's got be a reasonable explaination for this. It made him wonder if other people had days where they felt empty inside. He was pretty sure it didn't last for two fucking days! His violet eyes shifted to the smith and wesson on the table nearby. A bullet to the head, that would make him feel better. Just one fucking bullet. His hand outstretched and froze when the door opened and Goku stood there staring.
"Sanzo..."
TBC
Incarcerated; Rain - Intending to bring you cliffhangers in every chapter(ain't I awful?)