A/N:
Hello, minna-san!
Thank you for your reviews! It's really helped again, as always.
Maa, I didn't continue with the lemon thing, I was just joking! Sumimasen, although I did put some lime in this chappie. ^__~
It's not so nice again, cause I wanted to update soon.
So, here you go my fourth one.
Love you, peeps!
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The Monk to the Rescue
Sanzo:
"Put him down Homura!" I said, pointing my gun at a smiling Homura who was holding an unmoving a Goku in his arms.
"Why should I let him go, Konzen?"
I inwardly winced at the name Konzen. What the hell is he talking about?
"I know it's hard for someone who has a limited brain capacity like you, so I'll repeat it again. Let Goku go." I repeated, enunciating each word slowly. I glanced at the boy in his arms. His eyes were glassy, almost lifeless.
I know I've told you of my secret affection for this monkey, and this time I might demonstrate it to you.
I felt a protective lurch in my chest, and I've stood straight and rigid.
Nobody touches Goku.
Nobody.
Nobody but me alone.
I fire a single gun shot, knowing full well that it wouldn't affect him. But I had to do something.
And I shot another.
And another.
And another, still.
Until finally, I heard the metallic click of my gun, refusing to fire more bullets. Homura, by this time, was laughing out loud like a maniac. He laughed and laughed until his fat, crocodile tears came.
"Pathetic." He said to me, and turned away. The monkey was still caught in his seemingly own world, and I watch as a single tear fell down his cheek. What the hell is wrong with the monkey?
Why doesn't he fight?
Why doesn't he kick ass?
Why.. does he cry?
Why?
"You still don't get it, eh Konzen?"
Okay, so I Homura wasn't joking at all when he told me I was pathetic.
That baka saru always manages the worst out of me.
"Urusai!" I said, hoping really, that he would just shut his mouth.
"Goku needs your attention, but you're a fool for not giving him that. You're making him feel useless, and unneeded. You give him nothing."
So, it was true. But why would I give anything?
Just because he was Goku? No way. That is not me.
"Urusai!" I yelled again, while trying desperately to add more bullets to my exhausted gun.
"No matter how many bullets you fire, believe me, it wouldn't work." He threw Goku over his shoulder like a limp doll.
That bastard.
He'll pay dearly.
"If you want Goku back, I'll be waiting in the tower. You know what I'm talking about. And oh yeah, I'll be taking the Evil Sutra from you. Sayonara, Konzen.."
I hear him laugh again. But Goku hadn't moved still.
He was trapped somewhere far, I'm sure.
I blinked, and they were gone.
"Goku.." was all I could whisper.
Uncharacteristically, I sank to my knees, and drop the useless gun.
It was time to disturb the cook and the perverted water monster from their activity.
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Goku:
What's this? I can't seem to move. It's as if I'm almost trapped to my own body. If that's possible.
I can't move, and my arms feel like dead weight. I can't even call my staff.
It seems weird, you know. A little while ago, I thought I heard Sanzo. I heard him loud and clear. And I heard Homura's laughter too.
But I'm not so sure anymore. Gojyo has been always accusing me of being slow-witted and having miso soup for brains, and now I'm inclined to believe him.
Cause you see, I can't be too sure if I heard everything right. I feel like I'm enveloped in a heavy mist, and the world seems to black out. Images keep coming back and forth, going in and out.
And even now while I'm saying this, the world started spinning around, and finally went all black and damp.
Man, don't tell me I'm in dreamland again.
I don't think I can stand anymore dreams.
Not when my previous dream is still vivid in my mind's eye, and still hurt so much.
It hurts so much, it's as if I had a million pork buns to myself and someone takes them away when I haven't even tasted one. It's like that.
Or maybe it hurts deeper than that.
Make that five million delicious, scrumptious buns taken away from me. That's how much it hurt.
Okay, back to the dream thingy. I can't see a thing that I'm practically blind. I'm almost getting spooked until I heard a voice that is so reminiscent of a voice from heaven.
"Goku.."
Who was that? It sounded familiar.
"Goku.."
I get it. It's Homura, calling out my name.
"Goku, are you awake?" Homura's voice asked.
"Homura! I know it's you! Let me out of here!"
"Goku.. Sanzo doesn't like you.."
What?
"Sanzo doesn't care for you.."
It was a mocking, taunting voice, just like his face. I tried to run away but which ever way I go, the voice found me.
"Sanzo hates you.."
"No, he doesn't!" I said, trying to believe it myself.
"Sanzo doesn't hate me. He'll come and rescue me. Gojyo and Hakkai will, too."
"Your other friends might, but Sanzo won't. He hates you and your guts.." The voice said, emphasizing on the word 'might' and 'Sanzo' with high intensity.
"Shut up! I know what you're trying to do. I heard him, he wants you to let go of me!" I argued, although even to my ears I sound weak.
"He resents taking you out from the cave. He regrets it deeply.."
"No! No! He's even fired bullets at you! You're the one he hates!" I said, almost to the brink of breaking down.
"But you heard him, didn't you Goku?"
Hear what?
"Don't you remember at the hotel?"
The hotel.
Yes, I remember it.
I remember how embarrassed he was of me in front of other people.
I remember how he flinches at my slightest touch.
I remember how he felt repulsed at the thought of sharing bed with me.
I remember..
I remember it all.
The voice laughs out, as though he heard my train of thoughts.
"Remember his last line, Goku?"
Yeah, I remember that, too.
Wasn't that the reason I ran away?
Because his last statement hurt like hell.
"That's why you're here, Goku."
That's why I'm here?
"And you're never gonna get out of here.."
Never.. gonna go out?
"You know why?"
Yes, I think I know why.
Cause this is what Sanzo wants, doesn't he? And if this is what makes him happy then I'll do it.
Cause he's my saviour, my sun. And I owe a lot to him.
A single tear rolled down my cheek.
Sanzo:
For the nth time this night, I'm cursing myself again. I'm not sure why I'm doing this, though. Maybe I've lost my mind already.
Who would've thought? Me, Genjo Sanzo, the heartless, corrupted monk finds himself worried sick over a monkey?
No, Genjo Sanzo doesn't even believe in the phrase, 'be kind to animals'.
Tsk.
Really, I cant shake off my bad feelings about this. Even though I'm sure that Goku could handle Homura for a while, I know he might not be able to do so.
I hurry back to the inn.
Okay, I really lost it this time. I've never done this before. And for that matter, I've never cared and worried for anyone like this before.
Maybe I should get my brain checked after this.
I reach the inn, and without further ado, I rapped at the cook and water monster's room. Without waiting for their permission to go inside, I enter the room. And gagged.
Jeez. They took a whole lot of time, don't they?
I caught Gojyo on top of Hakkai, buried deep inside him. His hands were around the cook's erection, pumping quite rapidly, in tune with his thrusts. Hakkai's back was arched, and his knees buckled a lot. His mouth was opened in a gasp, and his arms were around Gojyo's neck, fingers digging into his flesh. Beads of perspiration lined both their bodies.
Talk about major horniness. Did I tell you that they didn't look up as I entered? Well, they didn't.
Really, leave it to them to remain undisturbed in the middle of their lovemaking.
I cleared my throat loudly.
Ha. I wish you have seen what I just have witnessed.
Gojyo pulled away so fast that Hakkai's knees bucked down. Gojyo must have jumped ten feet high, his cheeks flushed darker than his hair. Out of deep confusion and shock, he just stood to one side, completely and utterly naked, his fly still hard-on.
Hakkai, on the other hand, must have been on his way to climax, because he'd been looking at me to Gojyo and down to his cock, looking thunderstruck.
The three of us stared at each other for a long time.
I was the first one to break the silence.
I threw Gojyo a towel.
"I really don't like the kind of view I'm getting here."
Gojyo still looked at me dumbfoundedly.
Oh well, no use talking to an interrupted water monster. I turned to Gojyo.
"I don't like your view either. Get dressed. We're leaving."
Seconds ticked by, and they still stare at me. Did I have two heads poking at my shoulders?
So, I took my gun out, which I loaded with bullets again, and aimed at them.
They jumped high again, and dressed quickly.
Gotcha.
Within a matter of minutes, I'm riding inside Hakuryu, beside two very pissed- off persons.
t. b. c.
A/N:
Whew! Done with fourth chappie! I think I got 1 or 2 more chapters to go!
It's quite sad again, ne?
Sumimasen! Thanks again to everyone who's reviewed!
Here's to you all! muah!
Reviews are appreciated of course!
Hello, minna-san!
Thank you for your reviews! It's really helped again, as always.
Maa, I didn't continue with the lemon thing, I was just joking! Sumimasen, although I did put some lime in this chappie. ^__~
It's not so nice again, cause I wanted to update soon.
So, here you go my fourth one.
Love you, peeps!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Monk to the Rescue
Sanzo:
"Put him down Homura!" I said, pointing my gun at a smiling Homura who was holding an unmoving a Goku in his arms.
"Why should I let him go, Konzen?"
I inwardly winced at the name Konzen. What the hell is he talking about?
"I know it's hard for someone who has a limited brain capacity like you, so I'll repeat it again. Let Goku go." I repeated, enunciating each word slowly. I glanced at the boy in his arms. His eyes were glassy, almost lifeless.
I know I've told you of my secret affection for this monkey, and this time I might demonstrate it to you.
I felt a protective lurch in my chest, and I've stood straight and rigid.
Nobody touches Goku.
Nobody.
Nobody but me alone.
I fire a single gun shot, knowing full well that it wouldn't affect him. But I had to do something.
And I shot another.
And another.
And another, still.
Until finally, I heard the metallic click of my gun, refusing to fire more bullets. Homura, by this time, was laughing out loud like a maniac. He laughed and laughed until his fat, crocodile tears came.
"Pathetic." He said to me, and turned away. The monkey was still caught in his seemingly own world, and I watch as a single tear fell down his cheek. What the hell is wrong with the monkey?
Why doesn't he fight?
Why doesn't he kick ass?
Why.. does he cry?
Why?
"You still don't get it, eh Konzen?"
Okay, so I Homura wasn't joking at all when he told me I was pathetic.
That baka saru always manages the worst out of me.
"Urusai!" I said, hoping really, that he would just shut his mouth.
"Goku needs your attention, but you're a fool for not giving him that. You're making him feel useless, and unneeded. You give him nothing."
So, it was true. But why would I give anything?
Just because he was Goku? No way. That is not me.
"Urusai!" I yelled again, while trying desperately to add more bullets to my exhausted gun.
"No matter how many bullets you fire, believe me, it wouldn't work." He threw Goku over his shoulder like a limp doll.
That bastard.
He'll pay dearly.
"If you want Goku back, I'll be waiting in the tower. You know what I'm talking about. And oh yeah, I'll be taking the Evil Sutra from you. Sayonara, Konzen.."
I hear him laugh again. But Goku hadn't moved still.
He was trapped somewhere far, I'm sure.
I blinked, and they were gone.
"Goku.." was all I could whisper.
Uncharacteristically, I sank to my knees, and drop the useless gun.
It was time to disturb the cook and the perverted water monster from their activity.
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Goku:
What's this? I can't seem to move. It's as if I'm almost trapped to my own body. If that's possible.
I can't move, and my arms feel like dead weight. I can't even call my staff.
It seems weird, you know. A little while ago, I thought I heard Sanzo. I heard him loud and clear. And I heard Homura's laughter too.
But I'm not so sure anymore. Gojyo has been always accusing me of being slow-witted and having miso soup for brains, and now I'm inclined to believe him.
Cause you see, I can't be too sure if I heard everything right. I feel like I'm enveloped in a heavy mist, and the world seems to black out. Images keep coming back and forth, going in and out.
And even now while I'm saying this, the world started spinning around, and finally went all black and damp.
Man, don't tell me I'm in dreamland again.
I don't think I can stand anymore dreams.
Not when my previous dream is still vivid in my mind's eye, and still hurt so much.
It hurts so much, it's as if I had a million pork buns to myself and someone takes them away when I haven't even tasted one. It's like that.
Or maybe it hurts deeper than that.
Make that five million delicious, scrumptious buns taken away from me. That's how much it hurt.
Okay, back to the dream thingy. I can't see a thing that I'm practically blind. I'm almost getting spooked until I heard a voice that is so reminiscent of a voice from heaven.
"Goku.."
Who was that? It sounded familiar.
"Goku.."
I get it. It's Homura, calling out my name.
"Goku, are you awake?" Homura's voice asked.
"Homura! I know it's you! Let me out of here!"
"Goku.. Sanzo doesn't like you.."
What?
"Sanzo doesn't care for you.."
It was a mocking, taunting voice, just like his face. I tried to run away but which ever way I go, the voice found me.
"Sanzo hates you.."
"No, he doesn't!" I said, trying to believe it myself.
"Sanzo doesn't hate me. He'll come and rescue me. Gojyo and Hakkai will, too."
"Your other friends might, but Sanzo won't. He hates you and your guts.." The voice said, emphasizing on the word 'might' and 'Sanzo' with high intensity.
"Shut up! I know what you're trying to do. I heard him, he wants you to let go of me!" I argued, although even to my ears I sound weak.
"He resents taking you out from the cave. He regrets it deeply.."
"No! No! He's even fired bullets at you! You're the one he hates!" I said, almost to the brink of breaking down.
"But you heard him, didn't you Goku?"
Hear what?
"Don't you remember at the hotel?"
The hotel.
Yes, I remember it.
I remember how embarrassed he was of me in front of other people.
I remember how he flinches at my slightest touch.
I remember how he felt repulsed at the thought of sharing bed with me.
I remember..
I remember it all.
The voice laughs out, as though he heard my train of thoughts.
"Remember his last line, Goku?"
Yeah, I remember that, too.
Wasn't that the reason I ran away?
Because his last statement hurt like hell.
"That's why you're here, Goku."
That's why I'm here?
"And you're never gonna get out of here.."
Never.. gonna go out?
"You know why?"
Yes, I think I know why.
Cause this is what Sanzo wants, doesn't he? And if this is what makes him happy then I'll do it.
Cause he's my saviour, my sun. And I owe a lot to him.
A single tear rolled down my cheek.
Sanzo:
For the nth time this night, I'm cursing myself again. I'm not sure why I'm doing this, though. Maybe I've lost my mind already.
Who would've thought? Me, Genjo Sanzo, the heartless, corrupted monk finds himself worried sick over a monkey?
No, Genjo Sanzo doesn't even believe in the phrase, 'be kind to animals'.
Tsk.
Really, I cant shake off my bad feelings about this. Even though I'm sure that Goku could handle Homura for a while, I know he might not be able to do so.
I hurry back to the inn.
Okay, I really lost it this time. I've never done this before. And for that matter, I've never cared and worried for anyone like this before.
Maybe I should get my brain checked after this.
I reach the inn, and without further ado, I rapped at the cook and water monster's room. Without waiting for their permission to go inside, I enter the room. And gagged.
Jeez. They took a whole lot of time, don't they?
I caught Gojyo on top of Hakkai, buried deep inside him. His hands were around the cook's erection, pumping quite rapidly, in tune with his thrusts. Hakkai's back was arched, and his knees buckled a lot. His mouth was opened in a gasp, and his arms were around Gojyo's neck, fingers digging into his flesh. Beads of perspiration lined both their bodies.
Talk about major horniness. Did I tell you that they didn't look up as I entered? Well, they didn't.
Really, leave it to them to remain undisturbed in the middle of their lovemaking.
I cleared my throat loudly.
Ha. I wish you have seen what I just have witnessed.
Gojyo pulled away so fast that Hakkai's knees bucked down. Gojyo must have jumped ten feet high, his cheeks flushed darker than his hair. Out of deep confusion and shock, he just stood to one side, completely and utterly naked, his fly still hard-on.
Hakkai, on the other hand, must have been on his way to climax, because he'd been looking at me to Gojyo and down to his cock, looking thunderstruck.
The three of us stared at each other for a long time.
I was the first one to break the silence.
I threw Gojyo a towel.
"I really don't like the kind of view I'm getting here."
Gojyo still looked at me dumbfoundedly.
Oh well, no use talking to an interrupted water monster. I turned to Gojyo.
"I don't like your view either. Get dressed. We're leaving."
Seconds ticked by, and they still stare at me. Did I have two heads poking at my shoulders?
So, I took my gun out, which I loaded with bullets again, and aimed at them.
They jumped high again, and dressed quickly.
Gotcha.
Within a matter of minutes, I'm riding inside Hakuryu, beside two very pissed- off persons.
t. b. c.
A/N:
Whew! Done with fourth chappie! I think I got 1 or 2 more chapters to go!
It's quite sad again, ne?
Sumimasen! Thanks again to everyone who's reviewed!
Here's to you all! muah!
Reviews are appreciated of course!