A/N:
Thanks for everyone who reviewed; you've done a great job of cheering me up. ^__^
This is for you guys!
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Chap 8
The monkey's revival
Sanzo:
It was Homura who had his jaw down the ground, looking at me as if he'd seen a ghost. He's probably wondering how I managed to heal myself in such a short time.
I fired a bullet again, this time aiming it at his face. He jumped backwards, glaring at me. The monkey, meanwhile, was having similar problems. He was staring at me with his heretic eyes, tilting his head in obvious curiosity.
Hmm. I didn't know I was this popular.
Their fighting momentarily stopped, I took my chance, and ran towards the other end of the tower, where I spied my sutra lying on the ground.
How utterly ironic. Homura slashed me in the chest for my sutra but he leaves it somewhere as if it was a piece of lint.
Somewhere behind me, I heard Homura mutter darkly:
"Stupid move, monk."
I was beginning to wonder what that meant, when it hit me. I stopped, and jerkily moved to the right.
My suspicions true; Goku is now attacking me, and he tried to hit me behind my back. I jumped around to face him, my sutra momentarily forgotten.
My sudden move must have caught the monkey's attention. Homura looked smugly at me, and he walked calmly to where my sutra lay.
Whoosh.
Goku tried to slash me again, but I managed to move backwards, away from him. However, his long claws caught my cheek. A thin line of blood oozed from it.
"Damn it, baka saru. You'll pay for that when we get home." I said, and swiped at it.
"When you get home? Really, monk. You're too ambitious." Homura said, fiddling with my sutra in his hands.
"Urusai!"
"Konzen, Konzen. Still don't get it, eh? Look at him He's not the Goku you know. He'll tear you up to pieces."
And it was true. Goku was fast approaching, and I have to elude him many times. More than once, he caught me, and I have a million gashes from running around away from him.
Somewhere in the background, I hear Homura laugh. You know, it was the type of thing that you hear then you'll get really curious. So I strained my eyes, looking for him. I found him now moving discreetly away from us, right towards the humongous door.
Looking over my shoulder, I checked to see if the saru was still after me.
Coast is clear.
I took off in Homura's direction, hoping to pry the sutra way from him. Because after that, he the hell can go. We don't actually need him I can track him later.
But I was stopped short in my destination as Goku appeared from thin air. I took a step back but it was too late.
Ironically, he looked at me in the eye before finally striking me.
He caught me by one of his long, sharp nails, and he hits me in my chest where Homura had cut me. Twice cut in that area, I sank to my knees uncharacteristically, and clutched at my wound. My blood flowed yet again, and I think I've lost a pint of it now.
The pain was so acute that the world started to spin right before my very eyes.
But I realized something. Goku was immobile from his position, an unreadable look in his face. He wasn't the same demonic thing as he was a moment ago, though he wasn't also the same Goku.
Finally. The saru had become still. I forced myself to stand, and I grasp his shoulders.
Goku:
'Ai shiteru, Goku. I love you so much.'
Sanzo?
'Would you live with me forever, Goku?'
Huh?
I am currently floating in darkness, all my energy spent. Maybe I was in dreamland again, but I couldn't really tell. All I know is that I couldn't move a muscle, as if I was blanketed by wet, heavy rags. I was in this position for a long time until I finally heard the noises.
The voices.
Sanzo's voice.
"Goku... please..."
I look around blindly for him, but he wasn't anywhere. I listen again to his voice, but it sounded vague, like from somewhere far away.
Actually, I am grateful for this sudden distraction, it calms me, just hearing the voice of Sanzo. It seems that he's trying to reach me somehow.
I frowned at my own thoughts, remembering what Sanzo himself had said about voices. He said that he can sometimes hear a voice that only he can hear. And this voice is the inner voice of that person.
Sweatdrop.
What's inner voice?
I scrunched my forehead, trying to make sense in my befuddled mind. Maybe it's a hidden talent of certain people, that they can speak without really making a sound. But heck, what kind of talent is that? Only few can hear them.
Hmm. Maybe it means hearing what a person really mean. I mean, there's a lot of times when I say something that I didn't mean, like saying I'm full after eating a plates of food when actually I really am hungry still. Or saying that I'm not tired when fighting thousands of demons when I'm almost sleeping with fatigue.
Yeah. That's it, most probably.
Suddenly, an ear-splitting scream reached my ears.
It was Sanzo, screaming out in agony. I kept very still, afraid to move. Now that I know what inner voice meant, I realize that Sanzo needs my help.
I close my eyes, and then suddenly, Sanzo's face is right before me, clutching a wound in his chest. I stare at him for a second, then as sudden as it came, he was gone.
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Sanzo gripped the saru's shoulder tightly, clinging on half for support, and half to make sure he wouldn't go away. Acting quickly as possible, he chanted an ancient incantation as he place both his hands around the young boy's forehead. Goku trashed and kicked around, but Sanzo continued his ministrations, keeping his eyes shut closed. The monkey screamed out for a short while, and the transformation began. The nails grew short; the hair back to its original length. And finally, the eyes retained its vibrancy; its color and life.
Goku was back.
Sanzo caught him as he fell, hugging the smaller one to his chest. He watched as the monkey slept in his arms, smirking as he heard him snore. He closed his eyes, not able to resist the drowsiness he was feeling. But a little smile played on his lips where a smirk had been a while ago.
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Goku:
Geez. Where am I? I asked myself, feeling this time as if I was showered with piles of heavy rock. I can't move too, although for a different reason this time. Before, I hadn't had much energy that I couldn't even lift myself up, but now, it was as if something or someone prevents me from doing so. I open one eye, and boy, was I surprised.
Sanzo was hugging me, as we both lay on the ground.
Peachy.
But he was sleeping. Or rather, he might be sleeping. He wasn't moving anyway.
I didn't try to stand up, I was enjoying this little pleasure. I mean, it isn't everyday that I get to be hugged by him. Although I know if it weren't for his lack of consciousness, he would not be doing this, who cares?
Beggars are not allowed to be choosers, right?
But suddenly, I felt this wetness in my top, which I presume was so many liquid because it was seeping through my clothes. I look down to see what it was.
It was blood. And lots of it. Not only that, it wasn't mine. It was his.
My head spun, recalling the little dream I had a while ago, when I suddenly saw his face.
Did I do that to him? The last memory I had was that I removed my band but...
I look around, and I saw someone move. Pretending that I was still knocked unconscious, I peered at the figure under my lashes. It was Homura, looking down at us with loathing and contempt. He was still clutching the sutra though, quickly strategizing, I devised a plan, which would do nicely now that he was distracted.
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Homura looked down at the sleeping figures, and glared at them. So even at times like these, their gang sticks together. It was really irritating. He was still indecisive on what to do next. He got the sutra and that was fine, but what about Goku? Homura weighed out his options, and decided that he might as well leave the monkey alone, he wouldn't be of much use anyway, after he's been through today. He then smiled, and decided to go back the next time. But he makes sure that the monkey was now his, though.
"Enjoy him while you still can Konzen, cause next time you wont be so lucky." He said, and turned around, ready to go away.
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t.b.c.
A/N:
There you go. Finally. One chap left, and it's all over. Time to cheer up, guys!
Take care, minna-san. Love you! ^__~
Thanks for everyone who reviewed; you've done a great job of cheering me up. ^__^
This is for you guys!
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Chap 8
The monkey's revival
Sanzo:
It was Homura who had his jaw down the ground, looking at me as if he'd seen a ghost. He's probably wondering how I managed to heal myself in such a short time.
I fired a bullet again, this time aiming it at his face. He jumped backwards, glaring at me. The monkey, meanwhile, was having similar problems. He was staring at me with his heretic eyes, tilting his head in obvious curiosity.
Hmm. I didn't know I was this popular.
Their fighting momentarily stopped, I took my chance, and ran towards the other end of the tower, where I spied my sutra lying on the ground.
How utterly ironic. Homura slashed me in the chest for my sutra but he leaves it somewhere as if it was a piece of lint.
Somewhere behind me, I heard Homura mutter darkly:
"Stupid move, monk."
I was beginning to wonder what that meant, when it hit me. I stopped, and jerkily moved to the right.
My suspicions true; Goku is now attacking me, and he tried to hit me behind my back. I jumped around to face him, my sutra momentarily forgotten.
My sudden move must have caught the monkey's attention. Homura looked smugly at me, and he walked calmly to where my sutra lay.
Whoosh.
Goku tried to slash me again, but I managed to move backwards, away from him. However, his long claws caught my cheek. A thin line of blood oozed from it.
"Damn it, baka saru. You'll pay for that when we get home." I said, and swiped at it.
"When you get home? Really, monk. You're too ambitious." Homura said, fiddling with my sutra in his hands.
"Urusai!"
"Konzen, Konzen. Still don't get it, eh? Look at him He's not the Goku you know. He'll tear you up to pieces."
And it was true. Goku was fast approaching, and I have to elude him many times. More than once, he caught me, and I have a million gashes from running around away from him.
Somewhere in the background, I hear Homura laugh. You know, it was the type of thing that you hear then you'll get really curious. So I strained my eyes, looking for him. I found him now moving discreetly away from us, right towards the humongous door.
Looking over my shoulder, I checked to see if the saru was still after me.
Coast is clear.
I took off in Homura's direction, hoping to pry the sutra way from him. Because after that, he the hell can go. We don't actually need him I can track him later.
But I was stopped short in my destination as Goku appeared from thin air. I took a step back but it was too late.
Ironically, he looked at me in the eye before finally striking me.
He caught me by one of his long, sharp nails, and he hits me in my chest where Homura had cut me. Twice cut in that area, I sank to my knees uncharacteristically, and clutched at my wound. My blood flowed yet again, and I think I've lost a pint of it now.
The pain was so acute that the world started to spin right before my very eyes.
But I realized something. Goku was immobile from his position, an unreadable look in his face. He wasn't the same demonic thing as he was a moment ago, though he wasn't also the same Goku.
Finally. The saru had become still. I forced myself to stand, and I grasp his shoulders.
Goku:
'Ai shiteru, Goku. I love you so much.'
Sanzo?
'Would you live with me forever, Goku?'
Huh?
I am currently floating in darkness, all my energy spent. Maybe I was in dreamland again, but I couldn't really tell. All I know is that I couldn't move a muscle, as if I was blanketed by wet, heavy rags. I was in this position for a long time until I finally heard the noises.
The voices.
Sanzo's voice.
"Goku... please..."
I look around blindly for him, but he wasn't anywhere. I listen again to his voice, but it sounded vague, like from somewhere far away.
Actually, I am grateful for this sudden distraction, it calms me, just hearing the voice of Sanzo. It seems that he's trying to reach me somehow.
I frowned at my own thoughts, remembering what Sanzo himself had said about voices. He said that he can sometimes hear a voice that only he can hear. And this voice is the inner voice of that person.
Sweatdrop.
What's inner voice?
I scrunched my forehead, trying to make sense in my befuddled mind. Maybe it's a hidden talent of certain people, that they can speak without really making a sound. But heck, what kind of talent is that? Only few can hear them.
Hmm. Maybe it means hearing what a person really mean. I mean, there's a lot of times when I say something that I didn't mean, like saying I'm full after eating a plates of food when actually I really am hungry still. Or saying that I'm not tired when fighting thousands of demons when I'm almost sleeping with fatigue.
Yeah. That's it, most probably.
Suddenly, an ear-splitting scream reached my ears.
It was Sanzo, screaming out in agony. I kept very still, afraid to move. Now that I know what inner voice meant, I realize that Sanzo needs my help.
I close my eyes, and then suddenly, Sanzo's face is right before me, clutching a wound in his chest. I stare at him for a second, then as sudden as it came, he was gone.
* * *
Sanzo gripped the saru's shoulder tightly, clinging on half for support, and half to make sure he wouldn't go away. Acting quickly as possible, he chanted an ancient incantation as he place both his hands around the young boy's forehead. Goku trashed and kicked around, but Sanzo continued his ministrations, keeping his eyes shut closed. The monkey screamed out for a short while, and the transformation began. The nails grew short; the hair back to its original length. And finally, the eyes retained its vibrancy; its color and life.
Goku was back.
Sanzo caught him as he fell, hugging the smaller one to his chest. He watched as the monkey slept in his arms, smirking as he heard him snore. He closed his eyes, not able to resist the drowsiness he was feeling. But a little smile played on his lips where a smirk had been a while ago.
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Goku:
Geez. Where am I? I asked myself, feeling this time as if I was showered with piles of heavy rock. I can't move too, although for a different reason this time. Before, I hadn't had much energy that I couldn't even lift myself up, but now, it was as if something or someone prevents me from doing so. I open one eye, and boy, was I surprised.
Sanzo was hugging me, as we both lay on the ground.
Peachy.
But he was sleeping. Or rather, he might be sleeping. He wasn't moving anyway.
I didn't try to stand up, I was enjoying this little pleasure. I mean, it isn't everyday that I get to be hugged by him. Although I know if it weren't for his lack of consciousness, he would not be doing this, who cares?
Beggars are not allowed to be choosers, right?
But suddenly, I felt this wetness in my top, which I presume was so many liquid because it was seeping through my clothes. I look down to see what it was.
It was blood. And lots of it. Not only that, it wasn't mine. It was his.
My head spun, recalling the little dream I had a while ago, when I suddenly saw his face.
Did I do that to him? The last memory I had was that I removed my band but...
I look around, and I saw someone move. Pretending that I was still knocked unconscious, I peered at the figure under my lashes. It was Homura, looking down at us with loathing and contempt. He was still clutching the sutra though, quickly strategizing, I devised a plan, which would do nicely now that he was distracted.
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Homura looked down at the sleeping figures, and glared at them. So even at times like these, their gang sticks together. It was really irritating. He was still indecisive on what to do next. He got the sutra and that was fine, but what about Goku? Homura weighed out his options, and decided that he might as well leave the monkey alone, he wouldn't be of much use anyway, after he's been through today. He then smiled, and decided to go back the next time. But he makes sure that the monkey was now his, though.
"Enjoy him while you still can Konzen, cause next time you wont be so lucky." He said, and turned around, ready to go away.
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t.b.c.
A/N:
There you go. Finally. One chap left, and it's all over. Time to cheer up, guys!
Take care, minna-san. Love you! ^__~