Title: Starvation
Chapter: 1/2
Authoress: Hikaru R. Kudou
Genre: Shounen ai, General, Romance, mild Angst, mild Humour
Pairings: Sanzo/Goku, Gojyo/Hakkai
Warnings: Quite OOC, the authoress's poor English, a little cliché-d,
typing errors
DISCLAIMER: Minekura Kazuya-sensei owns Saiyuki, I own the storyline,
additionally Sanzo and Goku belong to each other.
Authoress's
Notes: My first
Sanzo/Goku fic. If there's any fic that is similar or quite similar to this one
here, I apologize profusely. It's purely coincidental.
I
think the fic's one of those overused clichés, but I might be mistaken. Oh,
well…enjoy the story! *bows*
*Thoughts are in italic.
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It was a beautiful day, where the
chirps of the birds were in a harmonious rhythm, as if composing a divine piece
of music for the gods, humans and youkais alike.
Yet, a note was out of place.
"YURUSEI!!!!"
*thwack, thwack, thwack—one for Gojyo, the rest for Goku*
"Itai!!
Sanzo~!!!" wailed Goku.
"Oh
dear…here we go again…" commented Hakkai.
"Damned
corrupt monk…" muttered Gojyo, touching the lump on his head gingerly.
"I
see we're approaching a town," declared Hakkai, "Let's step on it, Hakuryu!"
And so they found themselves a
motel, where they were hoping to stay for a while before they continue to be on
their journey. Oh, and to have lunch, on top of that.
Goku
sniffed the air. "Wow! The buns smell nice!"
Hakkai
was busy talking to the waiter. "Saa…we'd like to have…" He pointed to numerous
dishes listed in the menu.
Gojyo
chipped in comically, "Na, Hakkai…are the words 'beautiful girls' anywhere in
the menu?"
Sanzo,
impatient as ever, flicked his cigarette lighter on.
The
waiter noted what Sanzo was doing. "Ano…sumimasen…but this is a non-smoking
restaurant…"
Sanzo,
his eyes narrowed, glared murderously at the poor waiter, his eyes emitting
fire of anger. Consequently, the waiter flinched in fear. "…but I'm sure one
exception won't really hurt…"
"Hn."
Sanzo lighted his cigarette and got up to leave.
"Where
are you going, Sanzo? The food is not here yet…" questioned Goku.
Sanzo
retorted after tossing the cigarette box in with an air of displeasure. "None
of your business." He left the restaurant, ignoring Goku who was calling out to
him.
"Sanzo!
Sanzo!"
The
waiter, as he served their food, stated, "Just so you know, it's not safe to
wander around alone in this town."
Goku
looked at him, perplexed. "Ah? Doushite?"
"Youkais
going berserk, you see. Happens everyday. A huge number of them, too. That's
why this town seems dead at a glance."
"Naruhodo."
Hakkai fingered his chin. "That explains why the streets are empty."
"You've
nothing to worry about." Gojyo folded his arms, smiling confidently. "That
decadent monk has his own ways of dealing with youkais. He can take care of
himself."
Out of the blue they heard
cackling laughter. Intrigued, they rushed to the window to have a look at what
was going on.
"Youkais…I
should say there are about 40 of them…" informed Hakkai.
"Look!"
Goku pointed in realization. "Isn't that Sanzo in the middle of them?"
Sure enough, nobody could
overlook that bright yellow fleck of hair sticking out of the mob of youkais.
Youkai
#1 was scoffing. "What do you know…it's a Sanzo!"
"We
can't let a good opportunity of gaining immortality go to waste, now can we?"
Youkai #2 rubbed his hand gleefully.
Sanzo
murmured coldly under his breath. "*******s." Without warning, he started
shooting every single youkai down
In the restaurant, the four
were still goggling at Sanzo's outstanding feat. The waiter was awed beyond
words.
"…simply
amazing…"
"Sanzo!!"
cried Goku.
"He
did it again. He wiped out all 40 of them—without our help," said Gojyo.
"He's
extra touchy today…" Hakkai observed.
They continued to watch the
blond monk until he disappeared from sight. Goku, Hakkai and Gojyo then
returned to their seats.
"Should
we wait for him?" asked Hakkai.
"Nah,
let's dig in." Gojyo grabbed a pair of chopsticks.
Hakkai and Gojyo began to eat,
the former occasionally popping pieces of meat into Hakuryu's mouth. But
something was missing.
"Goku…?
Why aren't you eating?" Suddenly he felt odd asking the last possible question
on the planet to Goku.
"Something's
wrong with the monkey." Gojyo arched an eyebrow.
"Ne,
Hakkai…" Goku started, "why is Sanzo mad?"
"He's
always mad," pointed out Gojyo.
"But
today he's worse than ever. His temper, I mean."
"Now
that you mentioned it, the last time he was more peeved than right now was when
it rained…"
"anzo
hit me with his harisen more than once at a time…that means he's very angry
with me, doesn't it?"
Hakkai and Gojyo did not know
what to say in response. They realized Goku knew and recognized Sanzo for a
longer duration of time compared to them.
"Is
it because I keep on nagging him for food? Is my mere presence a disturbance, a
reason for Sanzo to be irritated?"
"No,
Goku, you must not think—" objected Hakkai kindly.
Goku
lowered his head miserably. "Shikashi…I cannot control my hunger…I can't help
myself…"
"He
understands, Goku, trust me…"
Goku
was clearly suppressing his tears. "How would you know, Hakkai? Nobody can
really decipher Sanzo…"
"You
think too much…"
Goku
stood up at a snail's pace. "I…I'm taking a stroll…"
"But
it's too dangerous out there. You look exhausted—how are you going to defend
yourself if any youkai attacks you?"
"I
think he needs some time to be alone," Gojyo said. "Saru, chotto, don't go
anywhere." The pink-haired half-youkai called the waiter, who attended to them
at once – since he had no other customer.
"Yes?"
"Is
there a vacant room in the motel? This saru needs to rest." Gojyo pointed his
thumb in Goku's direction.
"I
believe so. I can fix up for one with the motel keeper."
"Thank
you very much." Hakkai beamed gratefully to him.
Without
much protest, Goku departed with the waiter. The former had no mood to do
anything else, thus he went on with Gojyo's idea.
"He's
taking it really hard," remarked Hakkai.
"Honestly,
Hakkai, those two lovebirds have enough problems to last them for a lifetime."
"Lovebirds?
Ah, I knew there was something going on between them…"
"Yeah,
you and the rest of the shounen ai and yaoi fangirls."
"What
should we do? We can't just watch tem and their love only spinning on air. I
mean, poor Goku…"
"I
know that, Hakkai…but this is one problem we shouldn't solve. Just leave it to
Sanzo."
"Sou
da na…" A long sigh.
"Let's
worry about something more important, shall we? Like…let's worry about us…"
Gojyo smiled suggestively.
In the motel room, Goku was all by
himself. Curling on the cosy bed like a sleeping baby monkey snuggling close to
its mother, deep in the latter's motherly hug.
Except that Goku was alone.
Slowly the boy opened his
eyelids. His eyes, those golden orbs that used to shine with innocent
enthusiasm, now had lost the light that breathed life into them; give the
impression of absolute weariness. The same eyes fell upon one corner of the
room, where the sunlight coming through the window descended from the
firmament.
'If this was deep
underground, I wouldn't have wished for the sun…'
He recalled those words only
too easily. His fingers slid together and folded, forming a fist.
He thought his existence was a
burden to Sanzo.
Flashback
Goku yelled out. "Sanzo…I'm
hungry~!"
"Yurusei, baka saru!" Sanzo
took his potent harisen out and slammed it on Goku's head.
Gojyo had to stiffen his
amused chuckles, which only gave Sanzo a reason to whack him as well.
"As if a troublesome saru who
only eats is not enough a nuisance…" Sanzo mumbled crossly.
End of
Flashback
That's it! I'll refrain
myself from eating…maybe that way I won't pester Sanzo anymore…maybe he won't
hate me…
After hours of performing his
disappearing act, Sanzo finally returned to the motel, where Gojyo and Hakkai
were still struggling to finish the abundant amount of food on their table.
Hakuryu was refusing another of Hakkai's offerings, motioning at its round
stomach.
Gojyo
leaned back on his chair. "I've never eaten so much before…"
Hakkai
agreed whole-heartedly. "Maa…neither have I…Oh, Sanzo, you're back."
Sanzo
sat down indifferently. "Goddamned town."
"A-re?"
"This
damned town doesn't have anything. Worthless piece of crap…"
"I
cannot blame them. The townspeople locked themselves in their homes to avoid
running into youkais."
"Ch'.
I killed all of those pesky youkais."
"Hai,
hai. One of these days they're going to call you the youkai-buster," Gojyo
interjected.
"Shut
up if you know what's good for you."
Gojyo
only managed to glare at the monk.
At this point Sanzo noticed
the unoccupied chair—formerly Goku's. Sanzo, curious of Goku's absence and
whereabouts, wanted to ask the two but he stopped himself as he became
conscious that the question was rather un-Sanzo-like. No, scratch that. Very
un-Sanzo-like.
Of course, Gojyo and Hakkai
deduced what was going on in Sanzo's head. Hey, it doesn't take a detective to
figure that one out, especially since Sanzo's deep heliotrope eyes were glued
to Goku's seat.
Hakkai
explained helpfully, "By the way, Goku's taking a nap. You don't mind, I hope?"
Sanzo
deliberately snorted loudly in contempt. "Whatever."
"Ano…should
we move now?" Hakkai wiped his hands with a napkin.
"Hrm.
We're wasting time in this lacklustre place."
"Perhaps
we should ask the waiter to pack all these leftovers? Just in case the saru
gets hungry on the way?" asked Gojyo.
"That's
a revolutionary idea, Gojyo!" nodded Hakkai. "Who knows how much he's going to
eat once he wakes up, na?"
Gojyo
glanced at the blond. Damn it, isn't Sanzo going to ask anything about Goku?
Sanzo acted as if he was not
at all interested in Gojyo and Hakkai's topic of conversation, but he could no
longer keep his enquiries about Goku to himself. He simply had to ask,
for his own sake. His anxiety was driving his sanity all the way to the nearest
asylum.
"Oi."
Woo-hoo!
He's going to ask at last! Strike one for the home team!
"Hai?"
Hakkai smiled encouragingly at Sanzo.
"How
long has the saru been sleeping?"
"Ever
since you were gone."
"Masaka…"
"Sanzo,
you wouldn't demur to waking Goku up, would you?"
Sanzo
grunted again. Hakkai took this as a positive answer that he thanked him.
"Thank
you so much."
Sanzo, after asking the fellow
behind the counter regarding Goku's temporary room, ascended the staircase. He
treaded on the corridor until he reached the end. He twisted the doorknob
noiselessly.
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Authoress's Notes: Not much going on in this chapter, but the next one is almost 97.9% Sanzo/Goku-ish. Hai, please wait for the continuation! Meanwhile, leave me a review, onegai shimasu! *bows* Thanks again for reading!
