HI MINNA!!! How have you been?? I know it isn't Christmas anymore but I couldn't stand this fic. It was so badly written that I forced myself to rewrite it. Yes, it's still the same old sucky storyline. But I think I've finally decided on a style of writing so all my fics are going to be re- written one by one. I hope you find this an improvement
Disclaimer: Do you think Kazuya Minekura would allow some insane fanfic authoress who's only supposed sane deed ever done is bashing her singing Santa Claus repeatedly with a Japanese dictionary?
I don't think so.
To my kind reviewers:
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Shinta: You like the eye colour? Just happened to come across it when I was messing up my mom's gemstones;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;
cutie-pie16: Naaaaaawwwwwwwww...he's grouchier in the manga. Much much grouchier. I admit actually being embarrassed of the anime;;;
OK! Let's start the fic now!XD
A Christmas Wish
//Represents thought//
//He'd like it won't he? Maybe not. He'd better. It took Hakkai practically the whole of lunchtime to teach me how to make these things. But what if he doesn't? After all I sacrificed? Oh no, Goku, you don't miss much, just the fact that there was an all you can eat Christmas Eve buffet, which you missed in order to make these godamned paper planes.. //
Goku snorted, rolled his eyes, and continued wrapping the odd shaped package, the earlier action, picked up from a certain corrupt monk.
//Admit it. After all this time, your origami skills are still shit.//
The downside was the fact that orange origami wasn't solid, meaning that he had literally torn his way through a few dozen attempts already. The piles of discarded paper, some of cheery Christmas colors while others of bright orange, added to his rapidly fraying patience. He was running out of paper. Both wrapping and origami.
Sighing, he wiped away the beaded sweat on his forehead, cursing in his frustration, anything that had gotten him into this stupid mess. He could've just gone down to the store and bought something. Anything. He was pretty sure Sanzo would prefer a box of Marlboros to a half-crushed paper plane. Anyday. Maybe a cigarette lighter. Or a copy of the day's news. Perhaps all three. Of his friends, Sanzo was definitely the only one that he had difficulty deciding what to give. Hakkai-- another monocle. He'd cracked dozens already. Gojyo-- rubber condoms. He was sure they would come in handy. And Hakuryuu would probably be perfectly happy with a box of dog biscuits.
"It doesn't matter what's the gift is, it's the thought that counts." Hakkai's exaggeratedly cheerful face appeared in his mind as he recalled the day's events. "The receiver is sure to appreciate it."
//Yeah, unless this certain receiver is Sanzo.//
"Shit." He swore. He had considered abandoning the idea multiple times. But conscience forbade him. He just couldn't let Hakkai down. And he just had to get Sanzo something.
//It's not like Sanzo's gonna get me anything anyway, and I don't owe him anything.//
//Yes I do. I owe him. Everything. And I'll owe him forever. Indebted for giving me an actual life.. A world brighter than the sun.//
A smile played on his lips at the thought of his guardian. Sure, he was mean, grouchy, and had an incredibly sharp tongue, but he was still Sanzo. The man that freed him. The man that had given him everything he'd ever dreamed of and more--except his own love. He'd admit actually being attracted to the blonde haired man. But he could already imagine Sanzo's reaction if he actually dared to tell him. Disgust. Loathing. He needn't be told. Just a look in Sanzo's amethyst eyes told him everything.
He wasn't wanted, Sanzo had made sure that fact was established when he first took him in. And that he was taken in for the mere fact that he wouldn't shut up.
He was a pain, an extra, dispensable, something not required. Like he could be cast away anytime and easily retrieved some time later, when he would actually be useful, with Sanzo knowing fully well that he would eagerly come crawling back like the animal he was believed to be.
He would never be accepted. As a part of his life, as a part of Sanzo. That after the journey was over, he knew nothing would change between them, that nothing would make him open up more, and he would remain nothing more than one of the many idiots surrounding Sanzo in his life.
And he was a youkai, how could he forget THAT fact. The race Sanzo thought of as filth, and nothing but murderers. This time, Goku couldn't blame him. His Oshou-sama had been killed by his kind, the main reason why Sanzo had closed himself off from the world. Closed himself off from him. And Goku was sure that the pain would never heal, no matter what happened.
He sighed, his warm, happy feelings replaced with something much darker. Sanzo definitely was not the friendliest person in the world. Most likely the opposite. The icy cold mask was almost impossible to break. Even for him. There was as much chance of him liking the gift as him him being in a good enough mood to crack a smile.
He had terrific odds, didn't he?
To make matters worse, it was snowing outside. Personally, Goku had no problem with snow. The soft white stuff proved useful when clumped into a ball and thrown in order to seek vengeance against a certain akai gokiburi. (A/N: Forgive me minna-san, living in Singapore I've never seen real snow-- ;;;;;) Goku smirked at the thought. But somehow Sanzo's brain seemed to process snow as a colder equivalent of rain.
Damn Komuyu Sanzo, damn orange paper planes, damn Sanzo's mood swings. And since he was on a roll, damn Christmas as well. He was about to damn hakkai as well, but stopped himself in time.
//My, my, someone's in a foul mood today.//
//Shut the fuck up and get out of my head!//
//That's not a very nice thing to tell yourself.//
//I don't care! Just leave me alone so I can finish wrapping this.//
//Chill.Stress causes aging ya noe?//
//Maybe if I'm lucky I'll finally look my age.//
"ARRRRRRRGHHHHHHHH!!!! NOW I'M ARGUING WITH MYSELF!!!!!!!!!!!!" He screamed, trying to restrain himself from pulling several locks of chocolate brown hair off his scalp.
"Goku, are you alright in there?" Hakkai's face peeked in from behind the door. "OH DEAR KAMI! WHAT A MESS!!! Goku, what happened?" Hakkai's face changed from concerned to shocked in about a nanosecond. Then back to shocked again.
//Great. Maybe I can get him to wrap it for me.//
"H-hakkai?" He sniffed, fake tears welling up in his eyes.
"Yes? Goku?"
"Can-can you pwease wrap it for me? I tried b-but." He bit his bottom lip, making it trembling slightly. "I ripped them! WAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!! "
"SH! Sh! Okay, okay, I'll wrap it for you." Hakkai shushed.
"H-honto ni?"
"Yeah.. I will. Stop crying now, okay?"
//Sucker.//
wrapwraprustling of papershuffle
"There! All done!" Hakkai patted Goku on the head with one hand, the other magically being able to tie a big and elaborate bow ontop the earlier mentioned present.
//Nani? So fast? How DOES he do that?//
"Sankyuu!" Goku grinned widely, golden eyes getting so jelly-like they threatened to burst any moment.
"Oh, and Goku,"
//Shimatta! Has he caught me?//
"Try putting it in a box next time. It makes it a lot easier to wrap."
"Okie."
//That was too close...//
"Um..Sanzo?" Goku swallowed. Hard. Maybe he SHOULD have waited until Christmas. From his line of logic, it seemed that should Sanzo be in a foul enough mood to kill him, he'd rather get to enjoy Christmas dinner first.
Cautiously he approached the blonde monk, not sure what to expect from his wild mood swings.
He really wanted to give this to Sanzo, but the chances of rejection were ridiculously high. Plus, Sanzo just HAD to be reading the newspapers when he finally summoned all his nerves. And one thing Goku learnt was to never, never interrupt Sanzo in the middle of something as essential to Sanzo as that.
"Nan da?" Sanzo's growling voice interrupted his train of thoughts, irritably snapping the newspapers shut. The slight tears and creases from the rough treatment it was shown were more than obvious signs of the monk being in a less than happy mood. Plus the fact that the monk's hands were noticeably shaking as the papers fell victim to his iron grip.
Sanzo was pissed--literally.
Somehow finding enough courage to keep himself from just dropping the present and putting as much distance as possible between him and the said monk, Goku spoke.
"You see..um...I kinda got you a Christmas present."
"I don't need it. I don't want it. I don't want you. Now get OUT of my room." Sanzo's curt remark and frosty stare would have been enough to send any normal human retreating immediately. Except for Goku. Well, minus-ing the fact that he WASN'T human.
"But I put a lot of effort into this. Onegai?"
//And so did Hakkai.//
He winced as his blond guardian shot him another icy cold glare.
"Negai?"
Sanzo got up. Goku's heart soared, assuming it was a gesture of acceptance. He couldn't be more wrong.
"So will you open it?"
SLAP
A pale leather clad hand flew across his face, leaving white hot fingerprints across his cheek. Gingerly he laid his hand on it, the burning pain slowly giving way to a stinging sensation. Tears blurred his eyes. Funny, he'd been punched in the gut and knocked out cold countless times, but they never did hurt as much as what he had just experienced. Emotions whirled around, fear, confusion, disbelief, others he couldn't name. He let out a choked sob.
"Baka saru. Get out, dammit. NOW."
Tears fell--for real this time. He sobbed, dropped the gift, and ran blindly out of the room.
Yes, yes, it's horrible but at least it's not as bad as last time I was totally shocked at the number of reviews I got last time round. Ah the power of good titlesXD Are they still as OOC as before? I hope not. And I got rid of most of those weird mini bits of POVs. Another Saiyuki fic is coming from me soon I've got everything planned out. All I need now is the time... --;;;;
I hope the improvements I made are worth the support you guys gave me last time
Yeah, and I won't mind if you review again