Dawn of the New Morning: A Gensomaden Saiyuki Fan Fic 16
Author's notes: Due to your prayers, my teacher didn't tell anybody but didn't return my diskette.
ANYWAY, I must tell you that this fic is going to be stretched a bit. And don't worry: this wouldn't be a yaoi fic.
Sankyuu!
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The sunset delivered orange light across his dark room; slightly illuminating the sight of the figure slumped on the bed. They were defeated, Gyoukumen Koushu died, leaving him, Kougaiji, the demon prince, to rule over their kingdom of youkai. It has been a month…an entire month ever since she died.
He remembered it like it was yesterday, a vivid memory etched on his brain, repeatedly playing itself on his mind. For once, he could not bear the pain her demise had delivered to his doorstep, finally shattering the last of his sanity and forcing him to shut himself down from the world he once knew. The presence of someone so dear to him had vanished into nothingness – all that was left was an empty void that needed to be filled. But no matter how hard people try, that void of emptiness can never be filled, never be filled to the brim. For only one person could fill that emptiness inside of him and make him full again, to bring him out of the shell and make him known once more.
His soulless ruby eyes lingered on the satin sheets, his fingers playing with the black blanket. His mind was still blank, still going over the events that happened on that fateful day a month ago. As he unknowingly forced himself to watch the memory in the eye of his mind, his eyes closed, his figure wrapped in the same black satin sheets that he was fingering a while ago.
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Kougaiji and Dokugakuji were with Gyoukumen Koushu, Ni Jie Ni and Dr. Huang at the top floor, preparing for the resurrection of his father, Gyumao, amidst of the pointless war going on around them. He tapped his foot incessantly, his eyes locked on the people working on Gyumao's resurrection, his patience running low. They were taking too long.
At that time, his little sister ran into the room just as the Sanzo-ikkou did. Kougaiji lifted a brow at his sister in an act of inquiry.
"Oniichan…oniichan…" Lirin panted, tears still streaming down her cheeks.
But Kougaiji paid no attention to her words; he stared icily at the blonde monk with an indescribable look upon his face.
"Genjo Sanzo…" he murmured in his deep pitch, red eyes still locked on the blonde monk. Sanzo glared back, the same expression on his face. "I am sure you will die today." He continued in his arrogant tone, eyes turning into slits as he started to summon evil.
"ONIICHAN!" Lirin screamed, stopping her older brother temporarily from chanting.
"Not now, Lirin." Kougaiji snapped, returning to his chanting with his eyes closed. Lirin's sniffles and cries for her brother remained unheeded until Kougaiji ran out of patience.
"WHAT THE HELL IS IT?!" he exploded, eyeing his sister expectantly.
"Yaone-chan! Yaone-chan…Oniichan…c'mon! Follow me!" Lirin cried, her green eyes puffy because of her endless tears.
"I can't right now!" Kougaiji replied, eyeing the three. Three…THREE?!?! "Where's the other one? Cho Hakkai?"
"You don't have to know." Sanzo interrupted, his voice deep and cold. "Now, are you going to kill us or not?" he added, staring at Kougaiji as he crushed a cigarette with his foot.
Kougaiji disregarded Lirin's request and proceeded to fight Sanzo.
"YAMETE!!! ONIICHAN!!!" Lirin screamed as Kougaiji leaped forward to attack. "Yaone-chan's dying, okay?!?!?!? YAONE-CHAN'S DYING!!!" she yelled, tears furiously spilling down her face. "WHY DON'T YOU LISTEN TO ME?! DIDN'T YOU HEAR WHAT I SAID?!?!?!" Lirin continued to shout, Kougaiji frozen in his place.
"ONIICHAN!!!!!"
Yaone?
"ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?! SHE'S DYING!"
Die?
"ONIICHAN!!!!!"
That was probably impossible…
"LISTEN TO ME!!!!!"
But…
Kougaiji was frozen in place for about seconds until his nerves picked up and in quick reflex, he ran to the direction where Lirin came from.
"Oniichan! Matte!"
"Kou!"
His red eyes widened in utter surprise. His mind wasn't taking in what he was seeing. He was just staring at it soullessly, his eyes blank at the scene before him. Kougaiji could just hear her sweet voice whispering to his ear.
Kougaiji-sama.
Her body wasn't trampled – it was neatly placed on the floor, her eyes closed and a smile playing on her pink lips. Her hands were resting across her chest, her long purple hair flowing beside her. His footsteps became quicker and quicker every second as he ran to her corpse, trying to stop the tears threatening to spill down his face. He kneeled down and hugged her carcass as hard as he can, never letting it go.
Why did she have to go?
Now? And leave me all alone?
Why…?
He cried silently as he clutched onto her body. Lirin cried endlessly as Dokugakuji held Lirin tightly to avoid Lirin from shaking so hard.
He looked so pathetic…so weak and so frail as he embraced her corpse. She was completely gone from his life without saying goodbye. Never will he hear her sweet voice calling for his name, her eyes glint with a special kindness, her lips form a smile or a frown. Yaone would never fight beside them anymore, nor help them in their troubles, nor run after Lirin if she escaped from Ni Jie Ni or Dr. Huang's hands. No one would throw bombs or plant landmines to help them escape, no one would attack the Sanzo-ikkou with a spear that she was so good at.
No one could ever replace her…someone…someone who helped Kougaiji fill the void that haunted his life forever.
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The sun brightly shone upon the sky, beautiful cherry blossoms flying with the wind. She was standing in front of a huge Chinese door encrusted with designs, a beautiful smell wafting from the room on the other side. She stared at the door in wonder, inquiring herself on how she got there and why she was wearing the traditional Chinese robes.
"You may enter." Said a male voice from the other side of the door, signaling her to come in. As she opened the door, a huge pond filled with water lilies met her sight, glowing in brilliant light and emitting a waft of sweet odor from the pond. She saw a Chinese soldier standing beside a goddess who was sitting on a throne, cross-legged, staring incessantly at the pond full of water lilies. The goddess had jet-black, shiny raven hair and purple eyes staring incessantly to nowhere.
"Hello there. You must be wondering why the hell are you here, are you not?" the goddess spoke up, turning to the girl standing before them. "To let you know, this place is called Tenkai, or heaven. Since you died a month ago, we have been conferring with each other whether to give your life back or not, to let you stay here and be a goddess or not. Since so many people need you down the world, and Gyumao's revival was successfully stopped… we have decided that you will be given your life back, revived but not reincarnated."
"Ano…"
"You do understand me, don't you?" the goddess, more known as the Goddess of Mercy or Kanzeon Bosatsu, remarked, smiling at the girl.
"Hai. Wakarimasu."
"Then, you should be off now. Jiroushin." Kanzeon gestured the Chinese guard to accompany the girl. "You will be spending another month in Tenkai before you are revived. We have to make sure all procedures will be done correctly and the rules and stuff like that."
"Hai."
"My…how boring it is in here…" Kanzeon muttered as Jiroushin and the girl went away to find the girl's quarters.
"You must excuse Kanzeon Bosatsu-sama."
"It's all right. You don't have to mind."
Author's notes: so, guessed who the girl in Tenkai is?
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Sankyuu!