I can only assume anime guys have spare clothes. I mean with all the tears in battle magically mending back together and all Please ignore any typos you come across. I'm very tired to read the whole thing.
Revised 7/22/02
Incarcerated; Rain
Chapter Twelve
{Angel Decay}
Blood over there. Blood over here.
Scarlet everywhere.
"How many times are you going to haunt me?"
"Kouryuu..."
"Urusai."
Koumyou turned over from Hakkai's fallen body and came face to face with one mighty pissed, smoking, and bandaged, Genjo Sanzo. Then again, he never expected Sanzo to be in such a light mood after what he went through. Still, any idiot could tell Sanzo was seriously injured and the fact that he was standing on his own two feet showed how stubborn he was to accept his weakness. Koumyou looked at him with his hazel eyes, as if inspecting the damage and growth of his successor to the title of Sanzo and closed his eyes again as always, smiling, "My, you've grown so much, Kouryuu."
"My name is Genjo Sanzo now, in case you forgot," Sanzo let his glare soften, turning away. Of all peole, his master they had to send to help them. If it was someone else, he could handle it(maybe). But his master? Damndamndamndamn!
"Sanzo, aren't you going to help me with Hakkai-san?"
Sanzo looked over to where Koumyou knelt on the ground and scoffed, "He won't die. He's too stubborn."
"Are you always going to be like this?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"Because I fucking feel like it." Sanzo snapped, before looking down again, this time to the robe and the front half that pooled around his hips. His stomach ached with each inch of motion, jolting his nerves with the disturbance of an ugly purple/blue bruise. Damn that bitch. She was so going to pay. It hurt to even stand or reach over for something. He was grateful everything internal was avoided from damage, not that he believed it was. There was so much pain streaking his body he thought everything was in pain.
But then there were those dreams. The ones with scarlet rain pouring down on him. He didn't know whether to believe in some "bloody and gorey future" that could be inevitable, or to ignore the whole thing. He wasn't a precog after all. But then there was always that voice he had heard years back from Goku, but Goku didn't have telepathy.
"Something's bothering you. You can tell me, Kouryuu," Koumyou said from his spot next to Hakkai, trying to keep the wound from bleeding anymore as he turned the man over on his back. There wouldn't be any new scar, since the wound had traced the one the man had received from his mass murder. The trouble was whether or not Hakkai had come to hit any of his internal organs. If he did, they were screwed. The town was pretty far back. Sanzo lifted his gaze back to his mentor, hesitating at first but speaking with the cigarette balanced on his lips.
"....Have you ever dreamt about scarlet rain?"
"Scarlet rain? Maybe."
"It's been coming up often, ever since I fell under that bitch's control. There's always something in the darkness, whether it be a youkai's claws trying to grab me or just...rain. Only what's supposed to be water is blood."
Koumyou stayed silent for a while, before finally responding, "I dreamt about that too, the night before you became Genjo Sanzo."
The blonde's eyes narrowed as Koumyou sighed, taking his attention back to Hakkai.
"I thought so. I'm leaving."
"Kouryuu?"
Sanzo grabbed his gun as soon as he finished lifting the top half of his robes back around his torso and arms, taking the short moment to load any bullets, replacing the empty shells inside. Taking one more drag of the drug in his mouth, he let it fall to the ground and stomped it out.
"You're still injured, even after Hakkai healed and closed your wounds, you still need to recover. It wouldn't be wise to get revenge now."
"No. Tonight, I'm leaving by myself."
"It doesn't have to be your fight, Kouryuu."
Sanzo grit his teeth as his fingers closed in fists. He remained silent for a few minutes, staring at the tower nearby, the kind that was supposed to unnerve you with its "spookiness" but only seemed to show up in the movies. He didn't dare to look back at his mentor. His mentor--
Who was supposed to be dead and gone.
"It is my fight. I don't need anyone's help."
"...."
"...If I dream about this scarlet rain, what do you think will happen?"
"..Death."
"My death?"
"Kouryuu, you don't have to this."
The blonde closed his eyes, before reopening them to reveal his violet irises, his feet starting to carry him away from the campsite,
"I told you. My name is Genjo Sanzo."
Moments later as the said man was long gone from the site, a pair of emerald green eyes burst wide open. Koumyou, being right there, noticed the other's consiousness, "Hakkai-san?" A sinister grin broke out on the man's face as he stood up, eyes blank and as wide as they could be.
"Hakkai-san?"
The younger man just smiled as his fingers reached up and removed the clasps that were attached to his left ear. The energy that had been restrained cracked through as Hakkai started to lurch over, as if in pain. Leaf-like pattern spread over his pale skin, his fingernails forming to extend and sharpen. His ears twitched to lengthen as well as the canines in his mouth. The cloth that had been pressed to his wound lay absent on the ground as the blood kept spilling and spilling, going by unnoticed by the injured youkai. His mind was entirely blank except for that little voice saying-
Kill
"Hakk-" One swipe of the hand was all it took to hit Koumyou Sanzo across the chest.
Experience death once and experience it again.
Coming back from Heaven didn't mean you couldn't die again. It's all the very same. The tenkai being fell back, his whole form starting to fade away like a youkai. He was dead again and going back to the corrupted Heaven where he was before. That was one out of the way. Once the tenkai beings were out of the way, there would be absolute chaos. Hakkai smiled again, stepping over the gradually fading remains of Koumyou before striding over to the place where the others slept. He licked the blood off his claws and started to stalk forward to Cho Kanan, who was blissfully unaware.
Total slaughter..Create total slaughter...
"Hmm, and just where do you think you're going, buddy?" Hakkai looked over his shoulder to see Gojyo standing there with Goku, who was still rubbing the sleep from his eyes. The grinning youkai placed a claw over the throat of the sleeping girl and slashed, spilling blood everywhere. Scarlet, crimson, ruby, at every inch of the man's hand. Goku was wide awake now.
"H-Hakkai! How could you do that?! That was Kanan! Your sister!"
"Hakkai? Who's he? I'm Gonou, you silly boy," Turning away from the angel decay he had made, Gonou gave that sinister look at the remaining two. Goku bit his bottom lip. He didn't wanna fight Hakkai! Not Hakkai! And where was Sanzo?!
"Dammit! That monk ran off on us!" He heard from the half-youkai next to him. But there was no way Sanzo would bail out without a reason!
"It doesn't matter! Nyoibou!"
Gonou kept grinning like everything in the world amused him. Smile this, smile that. Gojyo growled. That look.. that look was the same Goku had whenever his limiter broke. A glance of insanity within every depth of emerald green eyes. Holding shaku-jou firmly in his grip, he charged in first, "Iku zo!"
When Sanzo entered the tower, it seemed pretty dull. There was only one winding stairway that led up to where he was imprisoned and everything like a kitchen was basically on the bottom floor. And there were..cherry blossoms? The blonde's eyes narrowed as he spotted his target sitting on the nearby table with a bundle of pink blossoms. The ends of her mouth tugged up as she blew another handful of petals his way. Sanzo brought his arm up to level the barrel of his gun to the spot between her unnatural eyes. But she continued to smile, that mischievious smile that always said there was something she was hiding.
Celphia jumped off the tabletop, holding something behind her back like a child wanting to surprise her mother with a gift.
"Aren't dolls just precious? So much fun, wouldn't you say?"
"Get to the fuckin' point."
She giggled like a teenage schoolgirl, before bringing the doll around to her chest, holding it close like a young girl. Sanzo's amethyst eyes widened as he looked over the doll, lowering his arm. It was a doll of Hakkai, at least he thought it was Hakkai. It was youkai doll looking like the said man, with leaf prints over his skin. No, it was the real Hakkai, his natural form. It had to be. Celphia tightened her arms around it, the tiny ear cuffs that were for the doll attached to three of her fingers.
Sanzo gritted his teeth as he glared daggers at her, taking notice of the dolls of Goku and Gojyo and himself behind her, "What did you do?"
"Let's just say," Celphia grinned, " Cho Gonou is expressing the other side of himself. He was so easy, with his mind weak because of his current situation. But I like him."
The gun in Sanzo's hand clicked as he aimed again and fired.
Gojyo cried out as his stomach was torn open and he himself was shoved back into Goku who was in shock of how much blood had spilled. Scarlet there, crimson here. The golden-eyed boy grunted as he removed himself from under Gojyo, his motions a bit too slow and sluggish for his liking, "Gwaa~! I'm so huuungry~! Starving!"
Gojyo coughed, blood spraying onto his fist, "Yeah, well you've survived through it before. I'll go get his ear cuffs while you distract him."
"Me?!"("Why me?" Chibi Goku pouted)
"Just do it!"
But as Gojyo started to make a break for the cuffs, it seemed to catch the eye of a certain youkai, and that certain youkai wasn't finished playing with the said man. The red-haired half-youkai cried out as he was taken to the ground, claws digging into his back and shredding and tearing at his skin. Goku growled and charged at Gonou, slamming the end of Nyoibou into the small of the other's back, throwing him completely off to the dirt.
"You almost hit my Hakkai dolly. You're such a mean son, yes you are," The woman smiled as the petals she collected were disturbed when the table was shot.
"The next bullet won't miss."
"Oh, but if you hit my doll, then that's a hit for Hakkai too."
"Nani?!"
Celphia's mouth broke into a cruel smile, pulling the doll's shirt up to reveal the scar that Hakkai reopened and turned the doll around to show the gray spot where Goku's Nyoibou had hit, "If you like, I could end it right here for him." Sanzo's eyes glared at her as the knife that had suddenly appeared in her hand pressed against the doll's plastic neck.
"You hide behind your voodoo dolls. How pathetic and low. You're so shameless," The priest's right eye squinted at his arm raised to fire once more.
Always there was a smile on that face.
"I can't beat him like this," Goku growled as Gonou was starting to get back on his feet.
"If you're thinking about taking off that limiter, forget it! One rampant youkai's enough!"
"But how did Hakkai lose control? I thought he had a good hold over his power."
Gojyo grunted as he stood back on his feet, using the shaku-jou to help balance him, "Probably the fault of same bitch who took Sanzo away."
"I wonder if Sanzo went to that tower."
"He probably did."
"Why didn't he ask us to go with him?"
"....."
"Gojyo?"
"Who knows?"
As Gonou started charging again, the other two stood ready to defend and counter. But when blood suddenly spilled itself from Gonou's shoulder, everything went into utter confusion.
[Remember, that--]
As soon as Sanzo fired, the knife shifted to stab the doll's right shoulder, the bullet nailing her in the very same area. Celphia placed the doll down, "If you continue to hurt me, Cho Gonou will experience the same pain. Or maybe I should choose Sha Gojyo or even Son Goku?"
"Leave them out of this. This fight is between you and me."
The woman just giggled, "If you say so."
Pale fingers reached for the bangle designed with a cross on both sides on her right forearm, and snapped it off. She lurched forward as Hakkai had. Bright violet eyes blinked wide open. Her painted nails grew sharper and once that started happening, Sanzo cursed out loud.
A youkai. She was a fuckin' youkai.
Ch'..figures.
[--Dreaming of scarlet rain means death]
TBC
Revised 7/22/02
Incarcerated; Rain
Chapter Twelve
{Angel Decay}
Blood over there. Blood over here.
Scarlet everywhere.
"How many times are you going to haunt me?"
"Kouryuu..."
"Urusai."
Koumyou turned over from Hakkai's fallen body and came face to face with one mighty pissed, smoking, and bandaged, Genjo Sanzo. Then again, he never expected Sanzo to be in such a light mood after what he went through. Still, any idiot could tell Sanzo was seriously injured and the fact that he was standing on his own two feet showed how stubborn he was to accept his weakness. Koumyou looked at him with his hazel eyes, as if inspecting the damage and growth of his successor to the title of Sanzo and closed his eyes again as always, smiling, "My, you've grown so much, Kouryuu."
"My name is Genjo Sanzo now, in case you forgot," Sanzo let his glare soften, turning away. Of all peole, his master they had to send to help them. If it was someone else, he could handle it(maybe). But his master? Damndamndamndamn!
"Sanzo, aren't you going to help me with Hakkai-san?"
Sanzo looked over to where Koumyou knelt on the ground and scoffed, "He won't die. He's too stubborn."
"Are you always going to be like this?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"Because I fucking feel like it." Sanzo snapped, before looking down again, this time to the robe and the front half that pooled around his hips. His stomach ached with each inch of motion, jolting his nerves with the disturbance of an ugly purple/blue bruise. Damn that bitch. She was so going to pay. It hurt to even stand or reach over for something. He was grateful everything internal was avoided from damage, not that he believed it was. There was so much pain streaking his body he thought everything was in pain.
But then there were those dreams. The ones with scarlet rain pouring down on him. He didn't know whether to believe in some "bloody and gorey future" that could be inevitable, or to ignore the whole thing. He wasn't a precog after all. But then there was always that voice he had heard years back from Goku, but Goku didn't have telepathy.
"Something's bothering you. You can tell me, Kouryuu," Koumyou said from his spot next to Hakkai, trying to keep the wound from bleeding anymore as he turned the man over on his back. There wouldn't be any new scar, since the wound had traced the one the man had received from his mass murder. The trouble was whether or not Hakkai had come to hit any of his internal organs. If he did, they were screwed. The town was pretty far back. Sanzo lifted his gaze back to his mentor, hesitating at first but speaking with the cigarette balanced on his lips.
"....Have you ever dreamt about scarlet rain?"
"Scarlet rain? Maybe."
"It's been coming up often, ever since I fell under that bitch's control. There's always something in the darkness, whether it be a youkai's claws trying to grab me or just...rain. Only what's supposed to be water is blood."
Koumyou stayed silent for a while, before finally responding, "I dreamt about that too, the night before you became Genjo Sanzo."
The blonde's eyes narrowed as Koumyou sighed, taking his attention back to Hakkai.
"I thought so. I'm leaving."
"Kouryuu?"
Sanzo grabbed his gun as soon as he finished lifting the top half of his robes back around his torso and arms, taking the short moment to load any bullets, replacing the empty shells inside. Taking one more drag of the drug in his mouth, he let it fall to the ground and stomped it out.
"You're still injured, even after Hakkai healed and closed your wounds, you still need to recover. It wouldn't be wise to get revenge now."
"No. Tonight, I'm leaving by myself."
"It doesn't have to be your fight, Kouryuu."
Sanzo grit his teeth as his fingers closed in fists. He remained silent for a few minutes, staring at the tower nearby, the kind that was supposed to unnerve you with its "spookiness" but only seemed to show up in the movies. He didn't dare to look back at his mentor. His mentor--
Who was supposed to be dead and gone.
"It is my fight. I don't need anyone's help."
"...."
"...If I dream about this scarlet rain, what do you think will happen?"
"..Death."
"My death?"
"Kouryuu, you don't have to this."
The blonde closed his eyes, before reopening them to reveal his violet irises, his feet starting to carry him away from the campsite,
"I told you. My name is Genjo Sanzo."
Moments later as the said man was long gone from the site, a pair of emerald green eyes burst wide open. Koumyou, being right there, noticed the other's consiousness, "Hakkai-san?" A sinister grin broke out on the man's face as he stood up, eyes blank and as wide as they could be.
"Hakkai-san?"
The younger man just smiled as his fingers reached up and removed the clasps that were attached to his left ear. The energy that had been restrained cracked through as Hakkai started to lurch over, as if in pain. Leaf-like pattern spread over his pale skin, his fingernails forming to extend and sharpen. His ears twitched to lengthen as well as the canines in his mouth. The cloth that had been pressed to his wound lay absent on the ground as the blood kept spilling and spilling, going by unnoticed by the injured youkai. His mind was entirely blank except for that little voice saying-
Kill
"Hakk-" One swipe of the hand was all it took to hit Koumyou Sanzo across the chest.
Experience death once and experience it again.
Coming back from Heaven didn't mean you couldn't die again. It's all the very same. The tenkai being fell back, his whole form starting to fade away like a youkai. He was dead again and going back to the corrupted Heaven where he was before. That was one out of the way. Once the tenkai beings were out of the way, there would be absolute chaos. Hakkai smiled again, stepping over the gradually fading remains of Koumyou before striding over to the place where the others slept. He licked the blood off his claws and started to stalk forward to Cho Kanan, who was blissfully unaware.
Total slaughter..Create total slaughter...
"Hmm, and just where do you think you're going, buddy?" Hakkai looked over his shoulder to see Gojyo standing there with Goku, who was still rubbing the sleep from his eyes. The grinning youkai placed a claw over the throat of the sleeping girl and slashed, spilling blood everywhere. Scarlet, crimson, ruby, at every inch of the man's hand. Goku was wide awake now.
"H-Hakkai! How could you do that?! That was Kanan! Your sister!"
"Hakkai? Who's he? I'm Gonou, you silly boy," Turning away from the angel decay he had made, Gonou gave that sinister look at the remaining two. Goku bit his bottom lip. He didn't wanna fight Hakkai! Not Hakkai! And where was Sanzo?!
"Dammit! That monk ran off on us!" He heard from the half-youkai next to him. But there was no way Sanzo would bail out without a reason!
"It doesn't matter! Nyoibou!"
Gonou kept grinning like everything in the world amused him. Smile this, smile that. Gojyo growled. That look.. that look was the same Goku had whenever his limiter broke. A glance of insanity within every depth of emerald green eyes. Holding shaku-jou firmly in his grip, he charged in first, "Iku zo!"
When Sanzo entered the tower, it seemed pretty dull. There was only one winding stairway that led up to where he was imprisoned and everything like a kitchen was basically on the bottom floor. And there were..cherry blossoms? The blonde's eyes narrowed as he spotted his target sitting on the nearby table with a bundle of pink blossoms. The ends of her mouth tugged up as she blew another handful of petals his way. Sanzo brought his arm up to level the barrel of his gun to the spot between her unnatural eyes. But she continued to smile, that mischievious smile that always said there was something she was hiding.
Celphia jumped off the tabletop, holding something behind her back like a child wanting to surprise her mother with a gift.
"Aren't dolls just precious? So much fun, wouldn't you say?"
"Get to the fuckin' point."
She giggled like a teenage schoolgirl, before bringing the doll around to her chest, holding it close like a young girl. Sanzo's amethyst eyes widened as he looked over the doll, lowering his arm. It was a doll of Hakkai, at least he thought it was Hakkai. It was youkai doll looking like the said man, with leaf prints over his skin. No, it was the real Hakkai, his natural form. It had to be. Celphia tightened her arms around it, the tiny ear cuffs that were for the doll attached to three of her fingers.
Sanzo gritted his teeth as he glared daggers at her, taking notice of the dolls of Goku and Gojyo and himself behind her, "What did you do?"
"Let's just say," Celphia grinned, " Cho Gonou is expressing the other side of himself. He was so easy, with his mind weak because of his current situation. But I like him."
The gun in Sanzo's hand clicked as he aimed again and fired.
Gojyo cried out as his stomach was torn open and he himself was shoved back into Goku who was in shock of how much blood had spilled. Scarlet there, crimson here. The golden-eyed boy grunted as he removed himself from under Gojyo, his motions a bit too slow and sluggish for his liking, "Gwaa~! I'm so huuungry~! Starving!"
Gojyo coughed, blood spraying onto his fist, "Yeah, well you've survived through it before. I'll go get his ear cuffs while you distract him."
"Me?!"("Why me?" Chibi Goku pouted)
"Just do it!"
But as Gojyo started to make a break for the cuffs, it seemed to catch the eye of a certain youkai, and that certain youkai wasn't finished playing with the said man. The red-haired half-youkai cried out as he was taken to the ground, claws digging into his back and shredding and tearing at his skin. Goku growled and charged at Gonou, slamming the end of Nyoibou into the small of the other's back, throwing him completely off to the dirt.
"You almost hit my Hakkai dolly. You're such a mean son, yes you are," The woman smiled as the petals she collected were disturbed when the table was shot.
"The next bullet won't miss."
"Oh, but if you hit my doll, then that's a hit for Hakkai too."
"Nani?!"
Celphia's mouth broke into a cruel smile, pulling the doll's shirt up to reveal the scar that Hakkai reopened and turned the doll around to show the gray spot where Goku's Nyoibou had hit, "If you like, I could end it right here for him." Sanzo's eyes glared at her as the knife that had suddenly appeared in her hand pressed against the doll's plastic neck.
"You hide behind your voodoo dolls. How pathetic and low. You're so shameless," The priest's right eye squinted at his arm raised to fire once more.
Always there was a smile on that face.
"I can't beat him like this," Goku growled as Gonou was starting to get back on his feet.
"If you're thinking about taking off that limiter, forget it! One rampant youkai's enough!"
"But how did Hakkai lose control? I thought he had a good hold over his power."
Gojyo grunted as he stood back on his feet, using the shaku-jou to help balance him, "Probably the fault of same bitch who took Sanzo away."
"I wonder if Sanzo went to that tower."
"He probably did."
"Why didn't he ask us to go with him?"
"....."
"Gojyo?"
"Who knows?"
As Gonou started charging again, the other two stood ready to defend and counter. But when blood suddenly spilled itself from Gonou's shoulder, everything went into utter confusion.
[Remember, that--]
As soon as Sanzo fired, the knife shifted to stab the doll's right shoulder, the bullet nailing her in the very same area. Celphia placed the doll down, "If you continue to hurt me, Cho Gonou will experience the same pain. Or maybe I should choose Sha Gojyo or even Son Goku?"
"Leave them out of this. This fight is between you and me."
The woman just giggled, "If you say so."
Pale fingers reached for the bangle designed with a cross on both sides on her right forearm, and snapped it off. She lurched forward as Hakkai had. Bright violet eyes blinked wide open. Her painted nails grew sharper and once that started happening, Sanzo cursed out loud.
A youkai. She was a fuckin' youkai.
Ch'..figures.
[--Dreaming of scarlet rain means death]
TBC