Broken
by Sanshikura
Disclaimer: I am not and will never be the owner of Saiyuki. The
end.
Summary: Sanzo had been raped by his father ever since he was
small. In high school, he was raped by his teacher. Now, he works
as a secretary who is constantly being raped by his boss. One day,
he meets a brunette who changes his life.
Warnings: AU, rape, foul language, yaoi, perhaps some lime/lemon in
a few chapters, and lots of OOC-ness.
Rating: R, just to be safe.
Pairings: Almost everyonexSanzo, GojyoxHakkai, eventual
HakkaixSanzo. (No 3x9, sorry.)
Author's note: This idea came to me after watching Seitokai
Shikkoubu's OVA and reading lots of angsty Weiss Kreuz fics.
Don't ask me why, though. Reviews are always welcome. However, I
shall not tolerate any flames this time. Please flame my other
fics if you hate me that much. Oh, and this fic is in Sanzo's
point of view.
Chapter 01 - The Suffering of a Broken Doll
Have you ever felt broken? So broken that life and death seem almost the same? That's how I feel.
How do you strip a human, man or woman, of his or her self-respect? The answer is simple. The answer is what I have gone through, and is what I am experiencing now.
I kept silent as my tormentor eased himself out of me, groaning slightly in the process. He pulled on his attire and smirked.
"You're as satisfying as ever, Sanzo."
I grunted in response and slid off his desk.
"However, you seem to be rather distant lately. I do not enjoy the sight of an unresponsive toy, you know."
I pulled on my clothes and stared nonchalantly at him. "Then why do you still keep this so-called *toy* of yours? Wouldn't it be easier to just dump me and get a new one? One that is still a virgin?"
All I got in reply was a slight chuckle. "Ah, but you're much more fun than a virgin. Your scathing remarks never fail to turn me on."
I ran a hand through my hair in a futile attempt to untangle it. "Ch'."
"Well, I have a meeting in ten minutes time, so I will have to ask you to leave, Sanzo."
I turned and walked towards the door of his office. As I turned the doorknob, I said, "Good evening, and have a nice day, Tsukahara-sama [1]."
~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
I wanted to kill that bastard. However, I needed my job, so I can't afford to do anything rash. Damn him.
I unlocked the door of my apartment and kicked off my shoes.
Five...
Four...
Three...
Two...
One...
"Sanzo! You're back!"
A bundle of energy hurled itself at me. Golden eyes looked up, shining with adoration.
"How was your day, Goku?" I asked.
"It was great! Ne, Sanzo, I made my special meat buns for dinner today!" said Goku, dragging me into the kitchen.
The smell of meat buns greeted me as Goku set an enormous plate of his 'special meat buns' on the table.
What, you don't know who he is? Alright, I'll tell you. Goku is a kid I adopted five years ago. Don't ask me why, though. I felt like somebody was calling me, and then I went to the adoption center or whatever it was as if being pulled by some supernatural force. I couldn't remember why I had adopted him, but the look on his face when I brought him home with me was so precious that I felt glad.
"Ne, aren't you gonna eat, Sanzo?" implored Goku.
I picked up a meat bun and eyed it tentatively. "Did you put in anything... strange?" I asked.
"No," he replied.
I bestowed him with a small smile and bit into the white piece of steamed dough.
~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
It was midnight, but I couldn't sleep. I tossed around in bed for half an hour, willing to get some sleep, but my body just wouldn't obey. Sighing, I looked up at the ceiling and began counting sheep.
One...
Two...
Three...
...This is stupid.
Groaning, I sat up and glared at the wall. All I wanted to do was to sleep. Unfortunately, Kami-sama won't let me get the rest I deeply crave for.
Well, since I'm awake, you wanna hear about my past? Well, I was raised by my father. My mother died shortly after giving birth to me. When I was about ten, I was raped... by my own father. How ironic. He fucked a woman, and then the child who is his own flesh and blood [2]. You might be wondering why I can speak of it so freely. You see, I'm born to be fucked. I exist only to satisfy the desire of others. So, it's no wonder that I'm used to it.
When I entered high school, I thought all those nightly (and daily) activities would stop, but I was wrong. I was raped by a teacher. I can still remember that bastard's name -Ishikawa. Ah, how he enjoyed fucking me. One day, I... er, got all worked up and kneed him in the groin so hard that he was hospitalized. I was expelled, but not before being ravaged by the principal.
Anyway, I managed to get a job six years ago, when I was seventeen. That is the job I am having now, and I've been fucked by Tsukahara ever since.
I yawned. I'm feeling sleepy now, so please excuse me while I obtain some deserved rest.
~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
"Sanzo!"
I groaned and covered my head with my pillow, hoping to suffocate myself. However, it was pulled away from my grasp as bright green eyes came into my view. I groaned again. Why is she here so early in the morning?!
"Ne, baldie Sanzo, time to wake up! Onii-chan's in the kitchen preparing breakfast with Goku!" chirped the annoying brat.
"Go away, Lirin," I mumbled.
Lirin is Goku's best friend in school, and her brother owns the apartment next to us. Since I'm such a lazy ass, Kougaiji always comes over to make breakfast for us. I only agreed because Goku might blow up the kitchen.
"Sanzo~!" she screeched, hitting me with the pillow. "Wake... UP!!!"
"URUSAI!!!" I yelled, sitting up and whacking her head with a paper fan.
Hmm... since when did I have a paper fan in my room? Oh well, it served me nicely by shutting Lirin up.
"It's not very healthy to shout so loudly in the morning, Sanzo."
Oh great... Now Kougaiji's going to haul me into the kitchen whether I like it or not. I sighed and pulled on a shirt that was lying on the floor by the bed. Wait a minute... Lirin came barging in even though I was only wearing boxers?!
I pinned the girl with a glare. "Have you ever heard of privacy?"
Lirin looked thoughtful. "Um, yeah."
"Did you know that it is *very* impolite to barge into a guy's room while he is sleeping in his *underwear*?"
"But I always walk into onii-chan's room, and he doesn't mind!" she retorted.
"Lirin," said Kougaiji gently. "I don't mind because you're my imouto... But Sanzo isn't your onii-chan, so of course he'll feel embarrassed if a girl sees him like that."
"I do not welcome men in my room when I'm half-naked, either," I added, pulling on a pair of jeans.
Kougaiji's cheeks turned pink. He dragged Lirin out of the room after mumbling a barely audible apology.
~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
I hate my job. If I didn't have to support Goku, I would have just quit and find another one.
*ring*
Ah, it's that bastard. I picked up the receiver.
"Ohayo, Tsukahara-sama."
"Sanzo, I need to see you now."
"Aa."
I slammed the receiver back to its place. Damned bastard.
~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
I could hear him moan as he trailed his hands down my chest. I snarled in disgust as he bent down to tease and lick my nipples. If only I could wrap my fingers around his neck, I would gladly choke him to death.
"Did you say something?" he asked.
"Yeah, I said that you're a big frog with an oversized mouth."
Tsukahara chuckled and bit me... hard. I yelped and threw my head back. That hurts like Hell!
As I was recovering from the pain and surprise, Tsukahara flipped me over. I winced as my cheek hit the wooden surface of his desk. Actually, I've been through worse situations, but I can still feel pain, you know.
Yuck... now I've got his fingers inside me. Oww, oww, oww... Hell, he isn't very *big*, so why does he have to stretch me like that?! He usually thrusts his way in, so why the fingers? I swear, you can even shove an elephant up my ass!
I sighed. All he does is moan and groan. I'm getting kinda bored. Wait a minute... I've been fucked by him for six years already! Of course I'm bored!
Tsukahara the Idiot tries to fit into a mouse hole! ...And - OUCH!
"I'm being fucked by a mammoth that doesn't even have brains... Ah, how sad," I muttered, trying to ignore the pain coursing through my body.
The 'Idiot' laughed. Oh, how I hate that voice.
"If I were a mammoth, you'd be screaming your head off," he said.
"If you were a mammoth, you'd be nicer looking," I said.
The bastard ignores me and starts to move... in... and out... in... and out... in... and - Oww! Dammit, he must've lost a contract! Usually, he wouldn't be this brutal!
Oh dear... I'm going to have a sore ass later...
~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
To be continued...
[1] I'm not sure how people call their bosses in Japan, but if anybody is
kind enough to tell me, I'll be very grateful.
[2] Um.... I'm not very fond of the word 'f**k'... .
Well, that's the first chapter. Hakkai will appear in chapter two. Well, I'm off to prepare for my exam! Wish me luck! ...And don't forget to review. - Sanshikura
Disclaimer: I am not and will never be the owner of Saiyuki. The
end.
Summary: Sanzo had been raped by his father ever since he was
small. In high school, he was raped by his teacher. Now, he works
as a secretary who is constantly being raped by his boss. One day,
he meets a brunette who changes his life.
Warnings: AU, rape, foul language, yaoi, perhaps some lime/lemon in
a few chapters, and lots of OOC-ness.
Rating: R, just to be safe.
Pairings: Almost everyonexSanzo, GojyoxHakkai, eventual
HakkaixSanzo. (No 3x9, sorry.)
Author's note: This idea came to me after watching Seitokai
Shikkoubu's OVA and reading lots of angsty Weiss Kreuz fics.
Don't ask me why, though. Reviews are always welcome. However, I
shall not tolerate any flames this time. Please flame my other
fics if you hate me that much. Oh, and this fic is in Sanzo's
point of view.
Chapter 01 - The Suffering of a Broken Doll
Have you ever felt broken? So broken that life and death seem almost the same? That's how I feel.
How do you strip a human, man or woman, of his or her self-respect? The answer is simple. The answer is what I have gone through, and is what I am experiencing now.
I kept silent as my tormentor eased himself out of me, groaning slightly in the process. He pulled on his attire and smirked.
"You're as satisfying as ever, Sanzo."
I grunted in response and slid off his desk.
"However, you seem to be rather distant lately. I do not enjoy the sight of an unresponsive toy, you know."
I pulled on my clothes and stared nonchalantly at him. "Then why do you still keep this so-called *toy* of yours? Wouldn't it be easier to just dump me and get a new one? One that is still a virgin?"
All I got in reply was a slight chuckle. "Ah, but you're much more fun than a virgin. Your scathing remarks never fail to turn me on."
I ran a hand through my hair in a futile attempt to untangle it. "Ch'."
"Well, I have a meeting in ten minutes time, so I will have to ask you to leave, Sanzo."
I turned and walked towards the door of his office. As I turned the doorknob, I said, "Good evening, and have a nice day, Tsukahara-sama [1]."
~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
I wanted to kill that bastard. However, I needed my job, so I can't afford to do anything rash. Damn him.
I unlocked the door of my apartment and kicked off my shoes.
Five...
Four...
Three...
Two...
One...
"Sanzo! You're back!"
A bundle of energy hurled itself at me. Golden eyes looked up, shining with adoration.
"How was your day, Goku?" I asked.
"It was great! Ne, Sanzo, I made my special meat buns for dinner today!" said Goku, dragging me into the kitchen.
The smell of meat buns greeted me as Goku set an enormous plate of his 'special meat buns' on the table.
What, you don't know who he is? Alright, I'll tell you. Goku is a kid I adopted five years ago. Don't ask me why, though. I felt like somebody was calling me, and then I went to the adoption center or whatever it was as if being pulled by some supernatural force. I couldn't remember why I had adopted him, but the look on his face when I brought him home with me was so precious that I felt glad.
"Ne, aren't you gonna eat, Sanzo?" implored Goku.
I picked up a meat bun and eyed it tentatively. "Did you put in anything... strange?" I asked.
"No," he replied.
I bestowed him with a small smile and bit into the white piece of steamed dough.
~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
It was midnight, but I couldn't sleep. I tossed around in bed for half an hour, willing to get some sleep, but my body just wouldn't obey. Sighing, I looked up at the ceiling and began counting sheep.
One...
Two...
Three...
...This is stupid.
Groaning, I sat up and glared at the wall. All I wanted to do was to sleep. Unfortunately, Kami-sama won't let me get the rest I deeply crave for.
Well, since I'm awake, you wanna hear about my past? Well, I was raised by my father. My mother died shortly after giving birth to me. When I was about ten, I was raped... by my own father. How ironic. He fucked a woman, and then the child who is his own flesh and blood [2]. You might be wondering why I can speak of it so freely. You see, I'm born to be fucked. I exist only to satisfy the desire of others. So, it's no wonder that I'm used to it.
When I entered high school, I thought all those nightly (and daily) activities would stop, but I was wrong. I was raped by a teacher. I can still remember that bastard's name -Ishikawa. Ah, how he enjoyed fucking me. One day, I... er, got all worked up and kneed him in the groin so hard that he was hospitalized. I was expelled, but not before being ravaged by the principal.
Anyway, I managed to get a job six years ago, when I was seventeen. That is the job I am having now, and I've been fucked by Tsukahara ever since.
I yawned. I'm feeling sleepy now, so please excuse me while I obtain some deserved rest.
~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
"Sanzo!"
I groaned and covered my head with my pillow, hoping to suffocate myself. However, it was pulled away from my grasp as bright green eyes came into my view. I groaned again. Why is she here so early in the morning?!
"Ne, baldie Sanzo, time to wake up! Onii-chan's in the kitchen preparing breakfast with Goku!" chirped the annoying brat.
"Go away, Lirin," I mumbled.
Lirin is Goku's best friend in school, and her brother owns the apartment next to us. Since I'm such a lazy ass, Kougaiji always comes over to make breakfast for us. I only agreed because Goku might blow up the kitchen.
"Sanzo~!" she screeched, hitting me with the pillow. "Wake... UP!!!"
"URUSAI!!!" I yelled, sitting up and whacking her head with a paper fan.
Hmm... since when did I have a paper fan in my room? Oh well, it served me nicely by shutting Lirin up.
"It's not very healthy to shout so loudly in the morning, Sanzo."
Oh great... Now Kougaiji's going to haul me into the kitchen whether I like it or not. I sighed and pulled on a shirt that was lying on the floor by the bed. Wait a minute... Lirin came barging in even though I was only wearing boxers?!
I pinned the girl with a glare. "Have you ever heard of privacy?"
Lirin looked thoughtful. "Um, yeah."
"Did you know that it is *very* impolite to barge into a guy's room while he is sleeping in his *underwear*?"
"But I always walk into onii-chan's room, and he doesn't mind!" she retorted.
"Lirin," said Kougaiji gently. "I don't mind because you're my imouto... But Sanzo isn't your onii-chan, so of course he'll feel embarrassed if a girl sees him like that."
"I do not welcome men in my room when I'm half-naked, either," I added, pulling on a pair of jeans.
Kougaiji's cheeks turned pink. He dragged Lirin out of the room after mumbling a barely audible apology.
~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
I hate my job. If I didn't have to support Goku, I would have just quit and find another one.
*ring*
Ah, it's that bastard. I picked up the receiver.
"Ohayo, Tsukahara-sama."
"Sanzo, I need to see you now."
"Aa."
I slammed the receiver back to its place. Damned bastard.
~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
I could hear him moan as he trailed his hands down my chest. I snarled in disgust as he bent down to tease and lick my nipples. If only I could wrap my fingers around his neck, I would gladly choke him to death.
"Did you say something?" he asked.
"Yeah, I said that you're a big frog with an oversized mouth."
Tsukahara chuckled and bit me... hard. I yelped and threw my head back. That hurts like Hell!
As I was recovering from the pain and surprise, Tsukahara flipped me over. I winced as my cheek hit the wooden surface of his desk. Actually, I've been through worse situations, but I can still feel pain, you know.
Yuck... now I've got his fingers inside me. Oww, oww, oww... Hell, he isn't very *big*, so why does he have to stretch me like that?! He usually thrusts his way in, so why the fingers? I swear, you can even shove an elephant up my ass!
I sighed. All he does is moan and groan. I'm getting kinda bored. Wait a minute... I've been fucked by him for six years already! Of course I'm bored!
Tsukahara the Idiot tries to fit into a mouse hole! ...And - OUCH!
"I'm being fucked by a mammoth that doesn't even have brains... Ah, how sad," I muttered, trying to ignore the pain coursing through my body.
The 'Idiot' laughed. Oh, how I hate that voice.
"If I were a mammoth, you'd be screaming your head off," he said.
"If you were a mammoth, you'd be nicer looking," I said.
The bastard ignores me and starts to move... in... and out... in... and out... in... and - Oww! Dammit, he must've lost a contract! Usually, he wouldn't be this brutal!
Oh dear... I'm going to have a sore ass later...
~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
To be continued...
[1] I'm not sure how people call their bosses in Japan, but if anybody is
kind enough to tell me, I'll be very grateful.
[2] Um.... I'm not very fond of the word 'f**k'... .
Well, that's the first chapter. Hakkai will appear in chapter two. Well, I'm off to prepare for my exam! Wish me luck! ...And don't forget to review. - Sanshikura