sf - mm, but if I was just kicked and wounded and kissed I wouldn't be thinking much about being respectful ^^.
Unless we forget, Gensomaden Saiyuki belongs to Minekura Kazuya and Enix. This wouldn't be fanfiction if I was making a profit from it.
Slight spoilers for Volume 8 or 9. I've never seen it however, only an excerpt so my information may not be entirely correct.
The first POV shown is Celphia's. The second POV shown at the end is Sanzo.
Incarcerated; Rain
Epilogue
{Don't Go Alone}
In slow, full steps a brunette boy, the age of ten, stepped out to the place where Tenkai grew their sakura trees. The chains attached to his wrists and ankles jingled slightly in the silent breeze. His face was painted with dry blood. Blood on his hands. Blood on his feet. Blood everywhere. This boy with the rare golden eyes of an itan, looked up to the tree in front of him. Hanging in mid-air was a man with long, billowing hair. His lifeless arms were forced to the side and nailed to two branches of the tall plant. His slender neck was cut open, his eyes closed off from the world. The scarlet that had slipped from the man's pale wrists and his neck in death had died out by now, as if he'd been hanging from merely the nails embedded in the ends of his forearms for a long time.
Careless rose-blushed petals touched the young boy's crying face.
"Konzen..."
Cherry blossoms
Falling like rain
Imprisoned in cherry blossoms
Incarcerated in rain
Kanzeon leaned back in her chair, crossing one of her legs over the other. An amused smile lit up the Boddhisvata's face.
"Now, it gets interesting. I wonder how they'll fair." Her gaze flickered over the specks of the dust she could hardly make out from the dirt, recognizing it to be whatever remained of Kanan and Koumyou, "Pulling a soul from the cycle of reincarnation before their new life is born; Part of me thinks it was a bit unnecessary. But then Konzen wouldn't do so well either way, would he?" She smirked as the events of life down on Earth continued to be seen through the pond of water lilies.
----+------
Konzen, ai shiteru.
When you were born it was such a burden to my feelings. Watching you grow up, watching you mature into such a lovely man. And I sinned by loving you deeper than a mother-son relationship. I sinned by kissing you, making love to you. Your father never knew. Oh Konzen. You're all I have. All I want.
Such beautiful blue eyes
Your father won't know. He's dead.
Ai shiteru
Ai shiteru
Ai shiteru
So much blood on my hands.
Youkai blood.
----+------
Gojyo cursed as Gonou swiped at him once more, being able to strike him across the shoulder. But what did he expect? This guy had killed half his clan AND a thousand youkai, while he was still human. Imagine what he could do as a youkai. The kappa didn't like thinking about the amount of damage that could happen. And he really didn't like thinking about Goku taking off his limiter just to overwhelm the other. He wasn't about to die trying to stop both, that's for sure.
And there was Sanzo who was still in recovery, going after that woman they'd all thought they'd seen. Even while his wounds could very well reopen and bleed his veins dry, he still went alone and-
"Goku. Go after the stinkin' bouzu."
"Whaaat?" Gojyo refused to look at the clueless look that he knew was on the boy's face.
"Go after Sanzo. He's not exactly well, you know." 'Not that I care about that stupid monk.'
"But, Gojyo-Hakkai-"
"Go. Before I make you, bakazaru."
'He needs you.'
Goku looked back at Gonou, who observed in morbid fascination, his hand which was painted his hands red after slashing the half-youkai's shoulder. Hakkai would be alright. Like he had said before, "As long as you have people who believe in you, you can save yourself, because you don't want to cause yourself shame." That's right, that's right. Hakkai said so himself. Hakkai was practically always right. As the shorter youkai ran past Gojyo, back into the trees, he nodded to himself.
Hakkai would be alright, he just had to be-
because Goku always believed in him.
Sanzo felt his eyebrows narrow as the blonde woman's ears lengthened, dark markings of a youkai faded into sight on her face. Her canines sharpened and grew, her fingers practically spasming over the release of power into her that was once sucked away by the bangle that now lay like a broken toy on the floor. The monk wasted no time in firing at the woman.
When she moved away from the shelves behind her, his heart seemed to stop.
He could recognize the doll on the middle shelf , torn from the sockets provided on the torso. He could recognize the hair on the figure's head. The long, brown bangs. The slender braid in the back. It had to be. It couldn't be. No way. Flashes of shock passed through him. Visions of the image Kami-sama had given them. The doll. That doll whose head popped off on its own and fell. And on the floor was his master's own head, bleeding from the neck. Pieces of vertebrae stuck out of the flesh. The raw stink of metallic blood that shouldn't have reached him in a dream wafted the air like a ghost.
("Aaaa, it's broken.")
Sanzo didn't notice the fist coming straight at him.
("You broke it.")
As soon as the blonde hit the floor, reality snuck back up on him. His grip on his gun was gone, the item now a few feet away by that cursed youkai's feet. He could see the metal plates on the the tips of her boots, reflecting off the blurred image of himself on the ground. If the doll of Koumyou Sanzo was broken..that could only mean that after he left...
'Sou ka. It's my fault again isn't it?'
One gloved hand pushed down on the floor as the monk rose to his feet.
("I couldn't protect him.")
'I don't need to hear this again.'
("When you're weak, everybody dies.")
'I know that.'
("Be strong, Genjo Sanzo-houshi.")
Sanzo wiped at the blood trickling from the side of his mouth with the back of his hand.
[I'm not strong.]
Gojyo swung his shaku jou, letting the chain whirl out of its socket to curve around and strike Gonou in the other shoulder with the fairly large crescent blade. Indeed it did hit the other youkai, but the brunette didn't really seem to notice as he rushed forward and slammed the the palm of his clawed hand straight into the half-youkai's face, sending him flying back into a tree. As Gojyo cried out and hit the dirt, Gonou wasted no time in pouncing on the man, ignoring the wide awake Hakuryuu 'kyuu'ing over his head, not recognizing this man full of bloodlust to be his master. He swung his claws across the half-youkai's chest. Left. Right. Left. Right. The splash of scarlet flying up to hang on his leaf patterned cheeks made his excitement grow more and more. The stench, the sight, the sound of flesh tearing. But Gojyo wouldn't give up so easily. He shot an arm up and grasped the next hand coming down at him, pushing against Gonou to prevent another strike. This made the youkai angry as he lifted his free arm in intention to break Gojyo's rib cage. In return, the other caught his speeding limb, and squeezed his foot between his and the brunette before kicking him away. The redhead cringed as he caught the sound of his boot squishing against fresh blood. How disgusting. He didn't dare to take his precious time merely to stand as also he nailed Gonou in the cheek while the youkai was still stumbling back.
The moonlight bouncing off the three ear cuffs near Gonou's feet caught the attention one pair of rose-blushed eyes. Gojyo practically dived for them.
Goku grunted as he ducked a low hanging branch coming at his forehead. There were so many youkai before attacking them, but he didn't see any now. But that army that attacked Hakkai, Gojyo, and himself while Sanzo was still "sleeping", was it merely a distraction? It had to be, or else Sanzo wouldn't have acted so weird afterwards. Goku wildly shook his head as he looked up with golden eyes that rivaled the sun's light at the faraway square tower. Now wasn't the time to think about that. Must get to Sanzo. Have to protect Sanzo.
Celphia grunted as she fell back to the floor as she felt the force of Sanzo's punch. Quickly getting to her feet, she swung one booted leg as the other's side. Sanzo blocked and swiftly ran forward and knocked the air out of the woman's lungs with another fist. The monk stepped back as he watched the woman take deep, sharp breaths of air. Grunting, he lifted his foot and kick her in the gut, wrenching a strangled cry from the youkai. Celphia panted as she balanced herself on one of the shelves. Sanzo threw another punch, but this time she mangaged to dodged and Sanzo ended up nailing the Goku doll's left arm.
'...Shimatta'
Goku cried out as he fell back in shock, clutching his broken left arm. How did -that- happen? No matter, but it wouldn't be much easier to run with a broken limb sending him out of balance. He winced at the pain as he steadied himself on one of the trees. He had to keep going. No need to stay here and wait for someone to find him. He had to keep running, even if it did mean his heavy arm may lead him straight into a tree.
The monk probably should've been grateful the arm of the doll didn't end up breaking at all. Either that was some strong plaster or his surprise made the punch weaker. Whatever the reason, the monkey wasn't dead. So he turned back around on him heel, to face Celphia who had walked around behind him.
"Konzen, let's go back to Ashaite, where we can be happy again. I know all the people are gone, but that's okay. That weren't happy with our relationship. They had told me they killed you because it was sinful for a mother to love her son like that, but I didn't believe it one bit and even though the next day I woke up a few towns away as a disgusting youkai, we can still be happy."
'Ashaite? Wasn't that the town that was trying to create some sort of drug to enhance a human's ability? I heard the drug leaked out in an accident and killed all the people from a side-effect, but...'
Sanzo's eyes bored into the bright amethyst color that was the woman's eyes, tinted with a slight pink around the center.
'All I can guess is that she destroyed the town and the drug got free, but if there was a fire, it probably burned out of the air. That's probably how her eyes are so bright and she can manipulate people's minds. She probably inhaled some of it and it mixed in with her youkai abilites and enhanced them. And...apparently she had killed a thousand youkai out of anger. She and Hakkai are so similar it's disgusting.'
The monk slowly bent over to pick up his gun, keeping a watchful eye on the woman who just stood there. He could feel the small hints of despair mixed with the youkai's bloodlust that was mostly full of malice.
'All she wants is to be with her dead son or whatever. She's insane, but that one wish is all that's left of her humanity. She -is- insane, but she's fighting the youkai instincts in her to stop the malice that's blinding her. It of all drove her off the edge, and now she mostly just wants to kill. Even when she was wearing that youryoku limiter, that part of her that wanted her son back and the other which couldn't accept he was dead made her this way.'
[Sou ka. I can just imagine what's going through her head]
[[Kill kill kill. Konzen. It's Konzen. Don't kill him. He really wasn't dead. Kill kill kill.]]
Kill.
Celphia lunged forward, ready to slash at Sanzo's torso. Sanzo's arm moved up and to fire, but not before a pair of claws were able to slice open a particularly large scar across his stomach. He winced, but paid no attention, even has the sudden movement stretched his broken skin painfully and ruptured a few bruises. The bullet that was to be fired earlier embedded itself in the youkai's shoulder as she was backing away.
Angry, she sprung off the floor, mangaging to catch him slightly off guard enough to makes three parallel marks on his left cheek He fired out of instinct, but cursed out loud as his revolver came with an empty click. She dragged her other arm forward to stab in his shoulder. Sanzo grunted in pain as he kicked her away in the stomach, biting his lower lip as the claws extracted from deep within his flesh. The monk reached into his robes, pulling out three bullets in a hurry, letting the empty shells fall to the floor, he swiftly dodged to the side as Celphia jumped at him again, slipping in one bullet in time before she lunged back at him...
...and completely surprised him as her pale arms wrapped themselves around his neck.
Sanzo stood still as Celphia pulled him closer, ignoring the barrel pushing against the area where her heart lay.
One bullet left.
Bang.
----+------
Part of me wanted to believe she was my mother. That part of me had died along with my master. Part of me wished maybe it was a mistake I was abandoned. Then again, I was probably disgusting to my "parents" if I was left to die.
Was it my eyes? Too much like a youkai?
I don't care.
Why should I care?
The darkness I had hid myself in was creeping closer to me, even as the light appeared before me. Calling me again. Ready to chase me to the ends of the earth again. But even as the light was there, I didn't want it. Like I deserve light. I had the light to be with me all those years ago. The day my master died was the day it faded away and left me in the dark. Years later it crept back up on me and started chasing me. I won't accept it. You'll just go away again. The darkness is getting closer, nearly blinding everything in front of me, including the light. Yes, the light.
Fading
Fading
Fading
I can't accept something I know I'm going to lose.
Gone.
----+------
"Konzen?"
Konzen Douji looked up to come face to face with Goku. The boy wanted to go outside to the Sakura garden, in hopes they would meet Kenren and Tenpou. Goku knew for a fact Kenren liked hanging around the Sakura trees and Tenpou would eventually come out to find him. So Goku wanted to wait, but Konzen was also dragged along. Maybe they could play a game, as the boy insisted, much to the older man's protests. So Konzen was just sitting against a tree trunk, supposedly supervising Goku as he climbed a few of the trees.
"What is it?" He was feeling sleepy from the overwhelming scent of cherry blossoms.
Goku sat down next to him, looking in fascination at the petals falling from high above, "You think we can stay here forever? It's the only place I know of that's so much like earth. There were so many trees where I was, like this. Earth is so much better than Heaven, Konzen. I'd love it if you, and Ten-chan, and Ken-niichan could come with me if I can ever go back there."
[Stay here forever?]
"Hmmm." Forever?
[Be with you forever?]
"Maybe."
-Owari-
Hee. I'm evil ^^.
I never told you guys, did I? Incarcerated; Rain is my first Saiyuki fic everrrrr. I was so cheesy @_@. How can it have so many reviews?
And Sanzo could've done the "Makai Tenjo" thing but then we wouldn't have a chapter, would we?
If you haven't guessed, the light Sanzo was referring to was Goku.
I did a picture of Celphia on oekaki.
http://www.geocities.com/etheralprodigy/Celphia1.png
It was done at 7 in the morning @_@ without caffiene @___@ without sleeeeep X_X.
Okay, I'm done with this fic now. What a relief @_@.
Waaah, I can't bear to read over my fic now. Too stupid.
Unless we forget, Gensomaden Saiyuki belongs to Minekura Kazuya and Enix. This wouldn't be fanfiction if I was making a profit from it.
Slight spoilers for Volume 8 or 9. I've never seen it however, only an excerpt so my information may not be entirely correct.
The first POV shown is Celphia's. The second POV shown at the end is Sanzo.
Incarcerated; Rain
Epilogue
{Don't Go Alone}
In slow, full steps a brunette boy, the age of ten, stepped out to the place where Tenkai grew their sakura trees. The chains attached to his wrists and ankles jingled slightly in the silent breeze. His face was painted with dry blood. Blood on his hands. Blood on his feet. Blood everywhere. This boy with the rare golden eyes of an itan, looked up to the tree in front of him. Hanging in mid-air was a man with long, billowing hair. His lifeless arms were forced to the side and nailed to two branches of the tall plant. His slender neck was cut open, his eyes closed off from the world. The scarlet that had slipped from the man's pale wrists and his neck in death had died out by now, as if he'd been hanging from merely the nails embedded in the ends of his forearms for a long time.
Careless rose-blushed petals touched the young boy's crying face.
"Konzen..."
Cherry blossoms
Falling like rain
Imprisoned in cherry blossoms
Incarcerated in rain
Kanzeon leaned back in her chair, crossing one of her legs over the other. An amused smile lit up the Boddhisvata's face.
"Now, it gets interesting. I wonder how they'll fair." Her gaze flickered over the specks of the dust she could hardly make out from the dirt, recognizing it to be whatever remained of Kanan and Koumyou, "Pulling a soul from the cycle of reincarnation before their new life is born; Part of me thinks it was a bit unnecessary. But then Konzen wouldn't do so well either way, would he?" She smirked as the events of life down on Earth continued to be seen through the pond of water lilies.
----+------
Konzen, ai shiteru.
When you were born it was such a burden to my feelings. Watching you grow up, watching you mature into such a lovely man. And I sinned by loving you deeper than a mother-son relationship. I sinned by kissing you, making love to you. Your father never knew. Oh Konzen. You're all I have. All I want.
Such beautiful blue eyes
Your father won't know. He's dead.
Ai shiteru
Ai shiteru
Ai shiteru
So much blood on my hands.
Youkai blood.
----+------
Gojyo cursed as Gonou swiped at him once more, being able to strike him across the shoulder. But what did he expect? This guy had killed half his clan AND a thousand youkai, while he was still human. Imagine what he could do as a youkai. The kappa didn't like thinking about the amount of damage that could happen. And he really didn't like thinking about Goku taking off his limiter just to overwhelm the other. He wasn't about to die trying to stop both, that's for sure.
And there was Sanzo who was still in recovery, going after that woman they'd all thought they'd seen. Even while his wounds could very well reopen and bleed his veins dry, he still went alone and-
"Goku. Go after the stinkin' bouzu."
"Whaaat?" Gojyo refused to look at the clueless look that he knew was on the boy's face.
"Go after Sanzo. He's not exactly well, you know." 'Not that I care about that stupid monk.'
"But, Gojyo-Hakkai-"
"Go. Before I make you, bakazaru."
'He needs you.'
Goku looked back at Gonou, who observed in morbid fascination, his hand which was painted his hands red after slashing the half-youkai's shoulder. Hakkai would be alright. Like he had said before, "As long as you have people who believe in you, you can save yourself, because you don't want to cause yourself shame." That's right, that's right. Hakkai said so himself. Hakkai was practically always right. As the shorter youkai ran past Gojyo, back into the trees, he nodded to himself.
Hakkai would be alright, he just had to be-
because Goku always believed in him.
Sanzo felt his eyebrows narrow as the blonde woman's ears lengthened, dark markings of a youkai faded into sight on her face. Her canines sharpened and grew, her fingers practically spasming over the release of power into her that was once sucked away by the bangle that now lay like a broken toy on the floor. The monk wasted no time in firing at the woman.
When she moved away from the shelves behind her, his heart seemed to stop.
He could recognize the doll on the middle shelf , torn from the sockets provided on the torso. He could recognize the hair on the figure's head. The long, brown bangs. The slender braid in the back. It had to be. It couldn't be. No way. Flashes of shock passed through him. Visions of the image Kami-sama had given them. The doll. That doll whose head popped off on its own and fell. And on the floor was his master's own head, bleeding from the neck. Pieces of vertebrae stuck out of the flesh. The raw stink of metallic blood that shouldn't have reached him in a dream wafted the air like a ghost.
("Aaaa, it's broken.")
Sanzo didn't notice the fist coming straight at him.
("You broke it.")
As soon as the blonde hit the floor, reality snuck back up on him. His grip on his gun was gone, the item now a few feet away by that cursed youkai's feet. He could see the metal plates on the the tips of her boots, reflecting off the blurred image of himself on the ground. If the doll of Koumyou Sanzo was broken..that could only mean that after he left...
'Sou ka. It's my fault again isn't it?'
One gloved hand pushed down on the floor as the monk rose to his feet.
("I couldn't protect him.")
'I don't need to hear this again.'
("When you're weak, everybody dies.")
'I know that.'
("Be strong, Genjo Sanzo-houshi.")
Sanzo wiped at the blood trickling from the side of his mouth with the back of his hand.
[I'm not strong.]
Gojyo swung his shaku jou, letting the chain whirl out of its socket to curve around and strike Gonou in the other shoulder with the fairly large crescent blade. Indeed it did hit the other youkai, but the brunette didn't really seem to notice as he rushed forward and slammed the the palm of his clawed hand straight into the half-youkai's face, sending him flying back into a tree. As Gojyo cried out and hit the dirt, Gonou wasted no time in pouncing on the man, ignoring the wide awake Hakuryuu 'kyuu'ing over his head, not recognizing this man full of bloodlust to be his master. He swung his claws across the half-youkai's chest. Left. Right. Left. Right. The splash of scarlet flying up to hang on his leaf patterned cheeks made his excitement grow more and more. The stench, the sight, the sound of flesh tearing. But Gojyo wouldn't give up so easily. He shot an arm up and grasped the next hand coming down at him, pushing against Gonou to prevent another strike. This made the youkai angry as he lifted his free arm in intention to break Gojyo's rib cage. In return, the other caught his speeding limb, and squeezed his foot between his and the brunette before kicking him away. The redhead cringed as he caught the sound of his boot squishing against fresh blood. How disgusting. He didn't dare to take his precious time merely to stand as also he nailed Gonou in the cheek while the youkai was still stumbling back.
The moonlight bouncing off the three ear cuffs near Gonou's feet caught the attention one pair of rose-blushed eyes. Gojyo practically dived for them.
Goku grunted as he ducked a low hanging branch coming at his forehead. There were so many youkai before attacking them, but he didn't see any now. But that army that attacked Hakkai, Gojyo, and himself while Sanzo was still "sleeping", was it merely a distraction? It had to be, or else Sanzo wouldn't have acted so weird afterwards. Goku wildly shook his head as he looked up with golden eyes that rivaled the sun's light at the faraway square tower. Now wasn't the time to think about that. Must get to Sanzo. Have to protect Sanzo.
Celphia grunted as she fell back to the floor as she felt the force of Sanzo's punch. Quickly getting to her feet, she swung one booted leg as the other's side. Sanzo blocked and swiftly ran forward and knocked the air out of the woman's lungs with another fist. The monk stepped back as he watched the woman take deep, sharp breaths of air. Grunting, he lifted his foot and kick her in the gut, wrenching a strangled cry from the youkai. Celphia panted as she balanced herself on one of the shelves. Sanzo threw another punch, but this time she mangaged to dodged and Sanzo ended up nailing the Goku doll's left arm.
'...Shimatta'
Goku cried out as he fell back in shock, clutching his broken left arm. How did -that- happen? No matter, but it wouldn't be much easier to run with a broken limb sending him out of balance. He winced at the pain as he steadied himself on one of the trees. He had to keep going. No need to stay here and wait for someone to find him. He had to keep running, even if it did mean his heavy arm may lead him straight into a tree.
The monk probably should've been grateful the arm of the doll didn't end up breaking at all. Either that was some strong plaster or his surprise made the punch weaker. Whatever the reason, the monkey wasn't dead. So he turned back around on him heel, to face Celphia who had walked around behind him.
"Konzen, let's go back to Ashaite, where we can be happy again. I know all the people are gone, but that's okay. That weren't happy with our relationship. They had told me they killed you because it was sinful for a mother to love her son like that, but I didn't believe it one bit and even though the next day I woke up a few towns away as a disgusting youkai, we can still be happy."
'Ashaite? Wasn't that the town that was trying to create some sort of drug to enhance a human's ability? I heard the drug leaked out in an accident and killed all the people from a side-effect, but...'
Sanzo's eyes bored into the bright amethyst color that was the woman's eyes, tinted with a slight pink around the center.
'All I can guess is that she destroyed the town and the drug got free, but if there was a fire, it probably burned out of the air. That's probably how her eyes are so bright and she can manipulate people's minds. She probably inhaled some of it and it mixed in with her youkai abilites and enhanced them. And...apparently she had killed a thousand youkai out of anger. She and Hakkai are so similar it's disgusting.'
The monk slowly bent over to pick up his gun, keeping a watchful eye on the woman who just stood there. He could feel the small hints of despair mixed with the youkai's bloodlust that was mostly full of malice.
'All she wants is to be with her dead son or whatever. She's insane, but that one wish is all that's left of her humanity. She -is- insane, but she's fighting the youkai instincts in her to stop the malice that's blinding her. It of all drove her off the edge, and now she mostly just wants to kill. Even when she was wearing that youryoku limiter, that part of her that wanted her son back and the other which couldn't accept he was dead made her this way.'
[Sou ka. I can just imagine what's going through her head]
[[Kill kill kill. Konzen. It's Konzen. Don't kill him. He really wasn't dead. Kill kill kill.]]
Kill.
Celphia lunged forward, ready to slash at Sanzo's torso. Sanzo's arm moved up and to fire, but not before a pair of claws were able to slice open a particularly large scar across his stomach. He winced, but paid no attention, even has the sudden movement stretched his broken skin painfully and ruptured a few bruises. The bullet that was to be fired earlier embedded itself in the youkai's shoulder as she was backing away.
Angry, she sprung off the floor, mangaging to catch him slightly off guard enough to makes three parallel marks on his left cheek He fired out of instinct, but cursed out loud as his revolver came with an empty click. She dragged her other arm forward to stab in his shoulder. Sanzo grunted in pain as he kicked her away in the stomach, biting his lower lip as the claws extracted from deep within his flesh. The monk reached into his robes, pulling out three bullets in a hurry, letting the empty shells fall to the floor, he swiftly dodged to the side as Celphia jumped at him again, slipping in one bullet in time before she lunged back at him...
...and completely surprised him as her pale arms wrapped themselves around his neck.
Sanzo stood still as Celphia pulled him closer, ignoring the barrel pushing against the area where her heart lay.
One bullet left.
Bang.
----+------
Part of me wanted to believe she was my mother. That part of me had died along with my master. Part of me wished maybe it was a mistake I was abandoned. Then again, I was probably disgusting to my "parents" if I was left to die.
Was it my eyes? Too much like a youkai?
I don't care.
Why should I care?
The darkness I had hid myself in was creeping closer to me, even as the light appeared before me. Calling me again. Ready to chase me to the ends of the earth again. But even as the light was there, I didn't want it. Like I deserve light. I had the light to be with me all those years ago. The day my master died was the day it faded away and left me in the dark. Years later it crept back up on me and started chasing me. I won't accept it. You'll just go away again. The darkness is getting closer, nearly blinding everything in front of me, including the light. Yes, the light.
Fading
Fading
Fading
I can't accept something I know I'm going to lose.
Gone.
----+------
"Konzen?"
Konzen Douji looked up to come face to face with Goku. The boy wanted to go outside to the Sakura garden, in hopes they would meet Kenren and Tenpou. Goku knew for a fact Kenren liked hanging around the Sakura trees and Tenpou would eventually come out to find him. So Goku wanted to wait, but Konzen was also dragged along. Maybe they could play a game, as the boy insisted, much to the older man's protests. So Konzen was just sitting against a tree trunk, supposedly supervising Goku as he climbed a few of the trees.
"What is it?" He was feeling sleepy from the overwhelming scent of cherry blossoms.
Goku sat down next to him, looking in fascination at the petals falling from high above, "You think we can stay here forever? It's the only place I know of that's so much like earth. There were so many trees where I was, like this. Earth is so much better than Heaven, Konzen. I'd love it if you, and Ten-chan, and Ken-niichan could come with me if I can ever go back there."
[Stay here forever?]
"Hmmm." Forever?
[Be with you forever?]
"Maybe."
-Owari-
Hee. I'm evil ^^.
I never told you guys, did I? Incarcerated; Rain is my first Saiyuki fic everrrrr. I was so cheesy @_@. How can it have so many reviews?
And Sanzo could've done the "Makai Tenjo" thing but then we wouldn't have a chapter, would we?
If you haven't guessed, the light Sanzo was referring to was Goku.
I did a picture of Celphia on oekaki.
http://www.geocities.com/etheralprodigy/Celphia1.png
It was done at 7 in the morning @_@ without caffiene @___@ without sleeeeep X_X.
Okay, I'm done with this fic now. What a relief @_@.
Waaah, I can't bear to read over my fic now. Too stupid.