Dawn of the New Morning: A Gensomaden Saiyuki Fan Fic

Author's notes: Elo!!!! How're you guys doing back there? Are you doing fine?

I just got my hands on the Gensomaden Saiyuki Best Collection CD!!! ^^

Note to Den: By any chance, hindi ikaw si Denise Mendoza ng I3 no? Anyway, thanks to your review. Galing talaga natin!!

WhOa! It's already our recollection at Monday if only Hakkai could be our RecoMaster…

Enough of this chitchat, on to the fic!!! sings…just hold on tight hitomi konjita nara… And to you all, thanks for reviewing!! Special thanks for Fumi Ayakoganei for her e-mail!!

***start*** 6th day

The dawn of the new morning has broken, streamlining the once dark night sky. The sun slowly rose from its hiding place and delivered sunlight to the city, illuminating it in its golden rays of light. People here and there started to wake up at the cock's crow, the sunlight streaming down on the beautiful city, melting snow.

"Kyu…"

Not now Hakuryu…I feel tired.

"Kyuuuuuuuuuuuu~~~~"

Onegai ne, Hakuryu…

"KYU!!!!"

At his pet's squeal, his deep green eyes opened, only to see small, beady ruby-red ones staring thoughtfully at him. He sat up, bringing the white dragon along, brushing off his purple shirt.

"Ohayo gozaimasu, Hakkai-san." The purple-haired girl greeted him with much respect – and love for that matter – setting the tray of tea back on the table. Her long purple hair was twisted in a braid, resting on her shoulder, her pinkish eyes glazing over the simple breakfast she prepared.

"Ah, Yaone-san. Ohayo gozaimasu." He returned the greeting, now standing up and sending Hakuryu flying towards somewhere.

"Sanzo-sama-tachi had just come by earlier and asked if you were already awake. It seems that you were tired. Are you alright?" Yaone asked, sitting on a chair.

"Ore wa? Hai. Ore wa no daijoubu da yo." Cho Hakkai replied, sinking in on a cup of freshly brewed strong Oolong tea.

***

"WHY do you always have to go and ruin my breakfast?!?! That was MINE!!" Son Goku wailed, waving his chpsticks angrily in the air.

"That's why I call you slow, you baka saru." Gojyo laughed, chewing the fresh spring roll that Goku wanted.

"I'm not slow, you are! Ero-kappa!" Goku insulted the redhead, poking him with his chopsticks.

"Yamero da yo, baka saru!"

"Saru no janai da yo!"

"URU—sai?" Sanzo started, but failed at the end as the raven-haired man came down to greet his friends.

"HAK--gulp--KAI?" the furiously blushing Gojyo stuttered out, seeing that his crush was wearing something else than the usual green Chinese shirt he wore. This time it was only a plain and simple green shirt – but to Gojyo it looked something more different.

"Ne, ne, Sanzo…why are you laughing again?!" Goku suddenly asked, staring at his 'sun' with unmistakable interest.

"What? Me, laughing? You must be -- snigger -- kidding…" Sanzo snorted, still looking back at Hakkai. Goku, being innocent as he is, looked interestedly at Hakkai, then Gojyo, then Hakkai, then Gojyo, back and forth until Hakkai decided to talk.

"Doshite desu ka?" Hakkai asked, taking a seat beside Sanzo. He suddenly looked at Sanzo and stared at him quizzically. "Something is definitely wrong with our dear Sanzo – he's laughing." Hakkai pointed out, making Gojyo blush even more.

Merely the sound of his voice captivated the redhead's heart.

Oh why must he fall in love with Cho Hakkai?

"Aa, aa, aa!!!" Goku agreed. "Something's wrong with Sanzo!!!!"

"URUSAI, BAKA SARU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

*

6th night

Another day has passed, and yet again, the Sanzo-ikkou enjoyed every single second of the day. The sun had set a long time ago, and night had overtaken the day, silently casting dark shadows at the buildings and streets of the snow-cast city. Snowfall had started, once again covering the peaceful town in endless sheets of white ice.

He lay there in silence, his eyes running through the ceiling as if it was some piece of homework that needed improvements. He was bored…he admitted he was.

Why can't I sleep?

He can't sleep maybe because it was the last night that he and Yaone would spend together as friends. Probably the next day, they'll go back to being enemies again. It was something that Hakkai dreaded. And maybe it was the only time – probably the last time – that Hakkai could see her peaceful face, sleeping.

Yaone-san…

He relaxed his muscles and graced his hand over her face. How he wished they could stay like this forever.

Hakkai-san…

And oh, how she wished they could stay like that forever. She was afraid of being alone…yes…ALONE.

She knew, no matter how pathetically she fell deeper in the dark pit of love for Kougaiji, she knew there was no way out of it, for Kougaiji would never love her…an ordinary subordinate of his, an ordinary demon, an average companion. She wasn't like the youkai princesses out there, so beautiful and rich…

But all she didn't know that she was beautiful.

She was afraid of ending up alone in the world, with no one loving her and no one to love…no one to care for and no one to care for her…no one to talk to her, no one to comfort her.

Afraid of dying all alone…dying unloved.

How much did she fear that fear of dying unloved? If only she knew that the man beside her loved her much than his own life.

And he did love her more than his own life. Just like he loved Kana more than his own life.

She probably must look at the other side…to open up her mind…and maybe make her mind up. If only she turned – not to the other side actually – but to his side.

Then she'd understand.

Understand that she'd not the only person in the world that needs what she needed. Maybe he can give her what she needed – at the same time give him what he needs.

Maybe all they needed was to look forward to the dawn of the new morning.

*

The last day had indeed come, sending wonderful rays of sunlight down the land of Togenkyo. Birds were chirping in joyous chatter outside his window, the gentle breeze slightly ruffling his beautiful brown hair. Hakkai smiled – at least the weather was nice outside.

Hustling and bustling can be heard from the other room, sometimes gunshots and slight bickering waving to Hakkai and Yaone. They sighed, amused at how the two men never stopped at bickering.

Yaone fiddled with the soft cloth of the dress she was folding up. How would she tell him?

His footsteps echoed throughout the room as he walked across, cleaning his things up as he tried to push away the thought that it was the last day for him and Yaone to be together. He cleanly folded up his clothes, placed them in his bag, putting in other items.

"Kyu…kyu kyu kyu…" Hakuryu cooed, as if knowing how helpless the two demons were. He amusedly shook his tiny head and cooed some more, now laying his head under his wing as he softly lay on the bed.

Author's notes: How's that for a chap?! Thanks to you all!!!!! Arigato gozaimasu, minna, for reviewing this fic!!! Ja ne!!