Title: Born to Be My Baby
Author: ¤Sha¤GojyoxCho¤Hakkai¤
Date: Began March, 2003
Chapter: 12/?
Rating: Chapter 1 - 8 : PG - 13
Chapter 9 : R
Chapter 10 - 12: PG - 13... -ish
Category: Romance, Angst, Language, Blood and the like
Main Pairing: Gojyo x Hakkai
Disclaimer: I do not own Gensomaden Saiyuki. All characters, names, etc. are copyrighted to Minekura Kazuya.
Warning: Shounen ai/yaoi (for you people who don't speak Japanese, that's male/male relationships.... isn't it cute? *smiles*)
No notes, whaddya know!
Okie dokey! Chapter #12!
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Gojyo, what are you doing? You know you can hear him call out your name. Why aren't you moving? Are you too tired? Your lover is worried about you and you are too tired to come out and tell him you are alright? What would he say if you told him something like that; if you told him that you didn't feel like getting up and running to him? Aren't you concerned about the well-state of his mental being?
Do you want to make him cry again?
"No, it's not that...," Gojyo murmured to himself. "I really... can't move."
The red - haired half - breed was completely buried underneath the rubble of, what used to be, a building, his skin ripped and splintered from the old, splitting wood, and the countless shards of broken glass around his unmoving form. He could feel the burning irritation of infection as it ate away at his sanity from the inside out and the metallic scent of blood that hung in the air was enough to make anyone double over and vomit. Gojyo didn't even have the strength to do that.
"Aw, damn...," was all that the gambler could mumble as a sharp shard of glass that barely clung to a split wooden board fell from its place and delivered a severe cut to his upper shoulder.
The smaller injuries had already begun to dry and scab over, but the larger ones tried, caked in blood and dirt; they only bled more. If he didn't move, there would be serious concequences...
"Gojyo! Goku! Can you hear me?" It was Hakkai. "Can you guys hear me?"
'That's it,' Gojyo thought. 'That's it, Hakkai. Come closer or you won't be able to hear me!'
"Hakkai!" Sanzo called from about fifty yards away from down the street.
"Have you found them?"
"It's Goku!"
'Damn...,' Gojyo's mind cursed repeatedly. He could hear the green - eyed demon's footsteps as they quickly died down as he sprinted down the street to the monk. It was like fleeting hope. Gojyo's stomach must have dropped because a sinking feeling consumed him right then and suddenly, his mind told him to give up all hope of being found there, under, what must have been, at least two feet of rubble, including wood, glass, and pieces of furniture.
Despite the seriousness of the situation, the half - breed could not help but grin at the next thought that entered his head: With all of the constantly falling glass and boards, he was probably going to get sliced up before anyone found him.
"Tch," Gojyo spat. 'Fine with me, but if I get castrated before I die, I'll be pissed.'
Another long sliver of glass fell from a board above and landed smack dab in the middle of the scarlet - eyed man's ankle. Could have been pulled out, right? Sure, the what was unhealthy was that a board fell over then and broke the glass shard in two, trapping part of it underneath the skin.
"God dammit!"
* * *
"Goku! Goku!"
The boy was unmoving and being slightly propped up as Sanzo held him by the shoulders. His forehead was drenched in blood and it looked as if he might have cracked, or even broken his left arm. Not only that but some mysterious cause had nearly destroyed part of his waist, leaving it to bleed badly.
'This doesn't look too good...,' the brunette contemplated. Hakkai looked at his own palm of one of his hands and began to form a small sphere of healing energy, then breathed in and out deeply.
"Alright, let's see if I can help," the brunette murmured as he placed his hands just above the major injury on the teenager's side, then healing each one of the injuries as best as he could. "That's the best I can do for now...," the brunette said and placed a hand to his forehead.
"Hakkai?" Sanzo asked.
"I'm alright," the brunette waved it off. "I'm... just a little dizzy is all. I get that way after healing, you know." He stood up and brushed the dirt lightly from the knees of his pants before concluding, "We should get him medical attention before anything else happens."
The monk nodded but twitched when he tried to pick the boy up, resulting in him stumbling several times.
"Sanzo! Don't push yourself!" Hakkai recommended but was met with a smug remark of,
"Just shut up. I'll get the monkey back to the medicals. You still need to look for Gojyo."
"Are you sure that you and Goku will be alright? It's about a half - mile to the hospital."
"Look for that kappa," Sanzo stated seriously. "I know that you want to. You need to."
Inside, Hakkai was screaming, "Yes! Yes, I need to go and look for him!" but on the outside, he was murmuring unsurely, only fooling himself, "Yes, but..." He knew that if he showed strong compassion for Gojyo, that the blond and the teenager would know that he loved him, which, Hakkai would not mind accept for the fact that he would be a little embarassed, even though he didn't know for sure what of. He bit his bottom lip and squeezed his eyes shut.
"You do love him... don't you?" Sanzo concluded, making his sentence more of a statement than a question.
"W... What?"
"You really do love Gojyo."
Hakkai looked away, afraid to let the truth slip out that he was absolutely head - over - heels, crazily insane, over the moon and back, totally obssessed with the half - breed. The brunette's heart was screaming out that he loved Gojyo with all that he could but his mouth said differently... or it would have, but he gave it up right then.
"Yes...," Hakkai answered truthfully. "Yes, I do... I love him. I love him so much."
Sanzo was taken aback slightly, seeing as he was not expecting Hakkai to confess openly to him about it, but inside, he knew it all along.
"He's my everything."
"Hakkai... Go look for him."
The brunette nodded and thanked the monk silently, part of himself still surprised that Sanzo seemed so open about the relationship between the healer and the gambler, and part of him sick with worry for the half - breed.
Worried for Gojyo.
Worried for Sanzo.
Worried for Goku.
Confused and Understanding.
He turned and ran off in the opposite direction of the two other men and turned down another street, heading down to where the building had collapsed during the fight with the youkai. There was so much wood and glass and other miscellaneous objects, Hakkai had no idea how anybody would have survived underneath that pile of what used to be a building for as long as Gojyo had been under there. But Gojyo was not anybody; hell, no.
And even though Hakkai's abdomen was scarred with sin and losing forbidden love, his gut told him that Gojyo was still under there.
"Gojyo... Are you under there?" Hakkai asked, his voice just under the yelling mark. "Can you hear me...," he paused and he could feel inside of him that Gojyo's breath was dying. "Can you hear me... baby?"
Gojyo would have cried then, if he had the strength to. Blood loss was making him dizzy and it was getting harder and harder for him to breath.
"Gojyo, answer me!" Hakkai pleaded, his voice cracking in mid-sentence, almost giving way to a sob, but he choked it back and dove forward, pushing the wood and glass away, this way and that, even though he had no idea where the red - haired demon was. "Answer me, damn it!" He cursed when he realized that digging around aimlessly would get him nowhere.
"Here...," Gojyo began. "I'm... right here."
"Gojyo!"
"Over here, Hakkai..."
"Gojyo! Gojyo, can you move!?"
"No..." The half - breed's voice cut off with a choking cough that made the brunette twitch. He ran as best as he could over to where he heard his lover's voice and began to lift and swat away the boards atop the large pile. A gasp escaped the healer's lips when he ran into the layer of boards and such that were covered in glass, and a lot of glass at that. he couldn't find his way through wherever he went. There was no alternative route; he would have to sift through the glass.
He put his hand to a board and lifted it, cutting his palm a couple of times before he could put it down far to the side.
The wound on his shoulder began to ache and bleed, seeing as he had reopened it with all of the movement that he had been doing; but to him, that was the least of his worries. He needed to help Gojyo... if he could at all.
Another few boards were gone off to the side and Hakkai's hands burned with pain, but he kept going. Nothing could stop him now.
One more board gone and Hakkai could see the azure blue of Gojyo's vest, with various worrying bloodstains scattered about the surface, and most likely, underneath it, also. He was there.
More boards and glass gone and Hakkai's arms stung with blood and infection already; but he needed to save Gojyo.
Everything gone and the brunette looked down on the scarlet - eyed demon before him, his clothes, not to mention skin, torn and bloodstained, his eyes barely able to keep themselves open, the usual burning bright fire in them slowly fading.
"You can't move, baby?" the brunette murmured as he leant in closer to the other man.
"No," Gojyo mouthed.
"I'm going to have to move you." Hakkai situated his arms under Gojyo, one supporting his neck and shoulders and one underneath the back of his knees, but not before hearing a painful hiss from the gambler's lips from the pain of even being touched.
There was glass absolutely everywhere on Gojyo's body, from cutting through his clothes to leaving deep cuts to small scratches around his face.
He was placed on the ground as gently as possible, which still wasn't gentle enough, and Hakkai realized that because he had moved him, Gojyo had begun to bleed even more. Not only that but it looked like he had also passed out from blood loss.
"Gojyo... I swear, if you die, I'll die, too," Hakkai murmured and, even though he knew that it was not the right time, he leant down and brushed his lips against the other demon's. Amazing. Absouley Amazing. His lips were as soft as they were before; no glass or cuts, just velvet soft, just like before.
'If I move him again...,' Hakkai thought, 'he'll lose even more blood. I can heal him... but I have to get the glass out first, and fast.'
"Gojyo, I need to get all of the glass out of your skin before I can heal you," Hakkai whispered, even though he knew that Gojyo probably could not hear him. "Please bear it. It will hurt."
"Love you...," Gojyo mouthed as he choked and coughed again.
Even through all of the pain and irritation, Gojyo still told the brunette that he loved him...
"I love you, too... and we can make it through this."
The last shard of glass was removed from Gojyo's right arm. Miraculously, there were no small pieces that had dug their way into the half - breed and Hakkai was glass for not having to push his way through the skin even more. The red - haired demon's arms were fine now. All that Hakkai really had to do now was get rid of that terrible shard in the gambler's ankle.
He rolled up Gojyo's pant leg partially and pulled his boot off to get to the piece and put his fingers on the sides, the sharper-than-knife edges digging into his skin and splitting it, resulting in blood. Hakkai kept going, though. He pulled the huge shard out and held it out in front of him, and, luckily, it didn't look like it had splintered inside of Gojyo's leg. He threw the blood covered thing as far away as he could and then looked down to Gojyo again.
Even though he still felt light - headed from healing Goku, Hakkai forced himself to heal Gojyo as best as he could.
He leant over again and whispered in the other man's ear, "It's over now."
"Thanks," Gojyo whispered, almost inaudible.
"You're my everything..."
Later on that evening, Gojyo was brought to the medical center and brought to the doctor emmidiately for care, leaving Hakkai to sit in worry and frustration in waiting for him, but when the nurse saw that Hakkai's lower arms and hands had been severely cut, he was treated also, but then sent home for rest, seeing as he was still dizzy from healing his comrades.
The next week was full of pain, irritability, and bandages... lots and lots of bandages (not to mention physical therapy for pulled muscles, joints, etc.) But Gojyo still was not back from the hospital,which worried the brunette even more. He would have gone to visit but for some reason or another, the secretary would say that that would not be a worthy notion.
So all that Hakkai really could do was lay in bed and wait for Gojyo. Staring at the ceiling and waiting.
Someone called him down to lunch then. If he stayed in his room any longer, people would get the impression that he had become depressed, and he didn't want that.
When arriving downstairs, he discovered that being injured and bandaged did not stop Goku from taking in all the food that he could like some gluttonous vacuum.
"Goku, slow down!" Hakkai advised. "At the most, why don't you pace yourself?"
Sanzo's head nearly hit the table from that remark. As usual, he was reading yesterday's paper with a hot cup of coffee in front of him and that same flat expression plastered on his face.
"You gonna eat or just stand there and stare out the window?" Sanzo inquired.
Oh, erm... I'm really not that hungry," Hakkai explained with a polite smile.
"Ne, Hakkai, what ever happened to Gojyo?" Goku asked before stuffing another pork bun into his mouth.
"He's still in the medical hospital."
"How long is he gonna be in there? It's already been one week!"
"I really don't know. It all depends on how long it takes him to heal up," the brunette answered and glanced at his own bandaged hands. "I'll be up in my room if anyone needs me." He left for upstairs.
Upon arriving in his room, with the humongous window in front of the one-person bed, meaning that he had the perfect view of what it looked like outside, he could see that clouds were gathering into overcast and thunderheads once more.
'How come it rains so much around here?' Hakkai thought. No matter. It was only sometime around four o'clock in the afternoon but the brunette went over to his bed and lay down, staring at the ceiling again, immersed deep in thought. His eyelids slipped shut reluctantly as he pulled the comforter over his body to shield himself from the wind that found its way in through the open window. It was then that he remembered just how wonderful it felt to be in Gojyo's arms, in the perfect warmth and protection. He felt like he had forever when he was with Gojyo.
"Hope you come back soon, Gojyo...," Hakkai murmured quietly and then drifted off into sleep.
"Hakkai?" A knock at the door. "Hakkai!" It was Goku.
"Yes? What is it, Goku?" the brunette inquired as he sat up in bed, neverminding the fact that the teenager had woken him from his sleep.
"I need to ask you something. Can I come in?"
"Sure."
Goku opened the door and walked in, shutting it behind him and asking, as he leant against the barrier, "Do you like Gojyo?"
"What?"
"I asked Sanzo if you still liked Gojyo and he said that you did." The boy paused then to take in a breath and explained further, "I asked what you said and he said that you said that you liked Gojyo."
"Okay, okay, slow down," Hakkai laughed.
"Do you?"
"Well... yes. I do like him... I love him actually."
"Really?" the teenager asked, almost in amazement, as his eyes grew larger.
"Yes." Hakkai averted his eyes to the floor, seeing as he found that he was not able to look at anyone when he was explaining this. "I really love him. He's everything to me now and I'm so worried about him."
"Wow," Goku murmured, just about astonished. The brunette smiled back at the boy but he advanced, "What exactly does that mean?"
"What does what mean?"
"You love him so... What exactly does that mean?" Goku asked, giving emphasis to the last word in the sentence.
"Well... It's like a feeling that I want him to come and wrap his arms around me and hold me when I'm feeling sad or kiss me when it looks like I need it. It's a stronger relationship than friendship, but it still feels like it sometimes... Do you understand now?"
"Yes!" Goku nodded but stopped suddenly. "No..." He shook his head.
"You can go and ask Sanzo. I heard all about that dream he had about somebody named Homura. He might tell you."
"'Kay," Goku said and opened the door to leave.
The clock on the table next to the bed said six forty-three PM. He hadn't slept for very long. Sighing to himself, he lay back down after shutting the door and looked out the window. The clouds still cast overcast and blocked out the sun's rays from reaching the ground. It hadn't rained yet but the humid smell of it hung in the air.
He wondered if his hands had gotten any better after that horrible glass incident. Unravelling the bandages and placing them onto the small table next to the bed, he saw that they were still red with dried blood, but good enough so as not to split back open.
Before he knew it, he had fallen asleep again.
The brunette woke with a start. A quick glance around the room and nothing had changed. A strange feeling in his chest caused him to wake. Even in his dream, it told him to wake, although it quickly eluded his memory until it was forgotten.
The creaking floorboards... someone was coming upstairs. There was a light outside, which shone underneath the door but a figure stepped in front of it, causing shadows that were visible from the other side of the door. Hakkai's muscles tightened. He knew those footsteps.
The door opened.
There in the doorway stood the half - breed, bandaged here and stitched there, but amazingly, he was able to walk.
"Hey...," Gojyo greeted softly with a tender smile to the brunette sitting in the bed on the other side of the room. "Well, I'm pretty weak but I think I can withstand a hug." He lifted his arms up slightly.
The human - turned - youkai pushed the covers off of him hastely and stood up, almost disbelieving that it was Gojyo that was in front of him. He took one step toward the gambler then ran right into his arms, pulling him as close as he could without hurting him.
Gojyo had to take a step backward to steady himself from when Hakkai ran ro him, but he put his arms aroumd the other man the same as he always would and he ran a hand through his thick mahogany hair, just as he always would.
Suddenly, they found themselves craving each other's lips more than they had ever before and, despite all of the injuries he had taken, Gojyo tilted Hakkai's head upward to look at him and he pressed his lips to the healer's, seeking out all of the flavors that he had tasted those countless times when they had kissed before.
They separated, breathing slightly harder and clutching desperately onto each other, all up until Gojyo winced slightly, causing Hakkai to remove his arms from around the other demon almost completely.
"Gojyo, I'm sorry!" Hakkai apologized quickly and put his hands gently onto one of the red - haired man's arms and motioned toward the bed. "Why don't you lay down?"
He nodded and sat down on the edge, his legs touching the floor, as Hakkai sat next to him.
"I'm glad you're alright," Hakkai explained with a warm - hearted smile. "I was so worried about you."
"Mm, and why's that?" Gojyo asked sarcastically, winking at him, as he leaned back and lay down onto the cold sheets of the bed.
The healer stood up and walked over to the door, shutting it, and, as he turned around to face the other man, he murmured, "Because I love you... with all that I can." He walked back over to the bed and sat down again, causing the weight on the matress to shift slightly and Gojyo winced at the movement of the sheets against his wounds.
"Ah! Shit!" Gojyo cursed and put one hand over a huge bandaged gash near the back of his shoulder.
Hakkai's hands flew over his mouth. "I'm sorry! Oh, my, why didn't you stay in the hospital until you were healed?"
Gojyo forced a smile through the pain. "Because I couldn't wait any longer to see you, baby."
The brunette blushed bright red.
"Hakkai?"
"Yes?" He leant over. They were mere inches apart when the scarlet - eyed demon asked, with somewhat of a childish look,
"You know, I bet you can kiss it and make it better."
Both of them broke out in fits of laughter... all up until the same wound on Gojyo's shoulder began to ache again.
"Gojyo! Where does it hurt?"
"Right here," he answered and motioned toward the wound on the back of his shoulder. The brunette leant forward slightly nd pressed his lips lightly to the bandage as Gojyo had suggested. "You know...," Gojyo began, "it hurts right here, too." He pointed to a spot on his forehead. Hakkai kissed that, too. He smiled down at Gojyo and moved his arms so that one hand was next to the other demon's head on either side, supporting his weight, but not on the half - breed at all.
"Where else does it hurt?" Hakkai whispered.
"My lips are burning, baby," the red - haired man murmured back, closing his eyes as Hakkai leant down and pressed his lips to Gojyo's, feeling no need to have the usual problem of pushing each other's lips open, as he slipped his tongue inside Gojyo's mouth. "Mm, babe, you taste so good...," Gojyo whispered seductively between kisses.
The green - eyed demon slowly and reluctantly pulled back, causing their lips to part as they locked their eyes.
"You feel better, now?" Hakkai smiled.
"Much better...," was Gojyo's response as he pulled the older man down for another kiss as their tongues twisted inside their mouths and their hands explored each other's bodies gently. Hakkai's fingertips graced the skin over Gojyo's shoulders, back, and chest with feather - soft touches and a slight tickling sensation that made the half - breed pull the brunette to him, chest to chest, despite the pain of the cuts and bruises that he had endured.
"Mm, Hakkai, I love you," Gojyo breathed as Hakkai gently kissed the unmarked spots of Gojyo's neck, careful not to brush against a bandage by accident.
"I love you, too," the human-turned-youkai murmured back with somewhat of delight as he found an unbruised portion of tanned skin on Gojyo's neck and pressed his lips to it hard, causing the half - breed to cry out slightly in surprise. Hakkai opened his mouth and let his tongue run along the, now seating, flesh, surprising Gojyo immensely.
He cried out the healer's name when he straddled his hips carefully and leant forward to lock their lips in an even more passionate, loving kiss than before.
Gojyo's wounds were now only a tributary in his thoughts, the main flow being Hakkai, the beauty above him, sucking his tongue out of his mouth and into his own. The scarlet - eyed man rose his arms up and wrapped them around Hakkai's lower back, just above his ass, and let one hand travel up underneath his shirt.
Both men were oblivious of the slightly creaking boards of the floor and the small figure that peeked into the room from the crack between the door and doorway once it was opened.
'Sanzo hit me once I asked him about that!' Goku pondered as the door slowly opened to Hakkai's room. 'I still don't understand! I guess maybe I can ask Hakkai again. I sure don't wanna ask Gojyo... He'll hit me, too!'
But what the teenager found in the room was not what he had expected at all. Gojyo and Hakkai were in the bed, kissing as if their lives depended on it, Gojyo's hands working Hakkai's shirt off and Hakkai's hands tangled in the half - breed's crimson red hair.
"Hakkai!? Gojyo!?"
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"Alright, now, Goku...," Sanzo began back in his and the teenager's room. "What exactly did you see?"
Goku twitched at the command to put it into words. "Uh... Well... They were kissing... And Gojyo's hands were... like... up Hakkai's shirt."
"Wonderful," Sanzo mumbled sarcastically. "They put locks on those doors for a reason!" He stomped and rose the level of his voice so that the brunette and red-head could hear him in the other room.
Gojyo and Hakkai both sat there on the edge of the bed... on opposite sides, both looking like punished children caught with their hand in the cookie jar. Gojyo was twittling his thumbs and mumbling numerous curses at the monk. Something of, "Why's it any of yer buisness?" and "Did the monkey ever learn how to knock?"
Hakkai sat the same way with his hands on his lap and his head bowed in embarassment.
"Baby?" Gojyo whispered, so the monk and ape in the next room couldn't hear them. "Are you ashamed?"
"What?" Hakkai snapped to, shaking his head slightly, as if breaking free of a trance.
"Are you ashamed?"
"N-no, Gojyo. Whatever gave you that idea?"
"You are, aren't you?" Gojyo concluded and edged himself toward the healer bit by bit until he was close enough to wrap his arms around him.
"Gojyo..."
"It's alright," Gojyo whispered into Hakkai's ear. "If what we've got is good enough for me, then it should be good enough for the whole world."
"You're right," Hakkai agreed and leant against Gojyo's shoulder gently so as not to put too much pressure on the coutless bandages on the gambler's body. He shut his eyes and fell asleep in the half-breed's arms, despite the fact that the door to their room was wide open and anyone who was passing by could surely see the two men sharing the embrace. Sweet dreams.
'...it should be good enough for the whole world.'
*End Chapter #12*
Author Notes:
None really. Look forward to Chapter #13! Hopefully, you'll review with something good. If you have any constructive criticism, please put it in there but be nice... I take lots of things said about my writing and my art very seriously and straight to heart. Suggestions for what you guys think should happen later should be made! If you have any ideas, review and tell me!
-Ja ne!
Author: ¤Sha¤GojyoxCho¤Hakkai¤
Date: Began March, 2003
Chapter: 12/?
Rating: Chapter 1 - 8 : PG - 13
Chapter 9 : R
Chapter 10 - 12: PG - 13... -ish
Category: Romance, Angst, Language, Blood and the like
Main Pairing: Gojyo x Hakkai
Disclaimer: I do not own Gensomaden Saiyuki. All characters, names, etc. are copyrighted to Minekura Kazuya.
Warning: Shounen ai/yaoi (for you people who don't speak Japanese, that's male/male relationships.... isn't it cute? *smiles*)
No notes, whaddya know!
Okie dokey! Chapter #12!
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Gojyo, what are you doing? You know you can hear him call out your name. Why aren't you moving? Are you too tired? Your lover is worried about you and you are too tired to come out and tell him you are alright? What would he say if you told him something like that; if you told him that you didn't feel like getting up and running to him? Aren't you concerned about the well-state of his mental being?
Do you want to make him cry again?
"No, it's not that...," Gojyo murmured to himself. "I really... can't move."
The red - haired half - breed was completely buried underneath the rubble of, what used to be, a building, his skin ripped and splintered from the old, splitting wood, and the countless shards of broken glass around his unmoving form. He could feel the burning irritation of infection as it ate away at his sanity from the inside out and the metallic scent of blood that hung in the air was enough to make anyone double over and vomit. Gojyo didn't even have the strength to do that.
"Aw, damn...," was all that the gambler could mumble as a sharp shard of glass that barely clung to a split wooden board fell from its place and delivered a severe cut to his upper shoulder.
The smaller injuries had already begun to dry and scab over, but the larger ones tried, caked in blood and dirt; they only bled more. If he didn't move, there would be serious concequences...
"Gojyo! Goku! Can you hear me?" It was Hakkai. "Can you guys hear me?"
'That's it,' Gojyo thought. 'That's it, Hakkai. Come closer or you won't be able to hear me!'
"Hakkai!" Sanzo called from about fifty yards away from down the street.
"Have you found them?"
"It's Goku!"
'Damn...,' Gojyo's mind cursed repeatedly. He could hear the green - eyed demon's footsteps as they quickly died down as he sprinted down the street to the monk. It was like fleeting hope. Gojyo's stomach must have dropped because a sinking feeling consumed him right then and suddenly, his mind told him to give up all hope of being found there, under, what must have been, at least two feet of rubble, including wood, glass, and pieces of furniture.
Despite the seriousness of the situation, the half - breed could not help but grin at the next thought that entered his head: With all of the constantly falling glass and boards, he was probably going to get sliced up before anyone found him.
"Tch," Gojyo spat. 'Fine with me, but if I get castrated before I die, I'll be pissed.'
Another long sliver of glass fell from a board above and landed smack dab in the middle of the scarlet - eyed man's ankle. Could have been pulled out, right? Sure, the what was unhealthy was that a board fell over then and broke the glass shard in two, trapping part of it underneath the skin.
"God dammit!"
* * *
"Goku! Goku!"
The boy was unmoving and being slightly propped up as Sanzo held him by the shoulders. His forehead was drenched in blood and it looked as if he might have cracked, or even broken his left arm. Not only that but some mysterious cause had nearly destroyed part of his waist, leaving it to bleed badly.
'This doesn't look too good...,' the brunette contemplated. Hakkai looked at his own palm of one of his hands and began to form a small sphere of healing energy, then breathed in and out deeply.
"Alright, let's see if I can help," the brunette murmured as he placed his hands just above the major injury on the teenager's side, then healing each one of the injuries as best as he could. "That's the best I can do for now...," the brunette said and placed a hand to his forehead.
"Hakkai?" Sanzo asked.
"I'm alright," the brunette waved it off. "I'm... just a little dizzy is all. I get that way after healing, you know." He stood up and brushed the dirt lightly from the knees of his pants before concluding, "We should get him medical attention before anything else happens."
The monk nodded but twitched when he tried to pick the boy up, resulting in him stumbling several times.
"Sanzo! Don't push yourself!" Hakkai recommended but was met with a smug remark of,
"Just shut up. I'll get the monkey back to the medicals. You still need to look for Gojyo."
"Are you sure that you and Goku will be alright? It's about a half - mile to the hospital."
"Look for that kappa," Sanzo stated seriously. "I know that you want to. You need to."
Inside, Hakkai was screaming, "Yes! Yes, I need to go and look for him!" but on the outside, he was murmuring unsurely, only fooling himself, "Yes, but..." He knew that if he showed strong compassion for Gojyo, that the blond and the teenager would know that he loved him, which, Hakkai would not mind accept for the fact that he would be a little embarassed, even though he didn't know for sure what of. He bit his bottom lip and squeezed his eyes shut.
"You do love him... don't you?" Sanzo concluded, making his sentence more of a statement than a question.
"W... What?"
"You really do love Gojyo."
Hakkai looked away, afraid to let the truth slip out that he was absolutely head - over - heels, crazily insane, over the moon and back, totally obssessed with the half - breed. The brunette's heart was screaming out that he loved Gojyo with all that he could but his mouth said differently... or it would have, but he gave it up right then.
"Yes...," Hakkai answered truthfully. "Yes, I do... I love him. I love him so much."
Sanzo was taken aback slightly, seeing as he was not expecting Hakkai to confess openly to him about it, but inside, he knew it all along.
"He's my everything."
"Hakkai... Go look for him."
The brunette nodded and thanked the monk silently, part of himself still surprised that Sanzo seemed so open about the relationship between the healer and the gambler, and part of him sick with worry for the half - breed.
Worried for Gojyo.
Worried for Sanzo.
Worried for Goku.
Confused and Understanding.
He turned and ran off in the opposite direction of the two other men and turned down another street, heading down to where the building had collapsed during the fight with the youkai. There was so much wood and glass and other miscellaneous objects, Hakkai had no idea how anybody would have survived underneath that pile of what used to be a building for as long as Gojyo had been under there. But Gojyo was not anybody; hell, no.
And even though Hakkai's abdomen was scarred with sin and losing forbidden love, his gut told him that Gojyo was still under there.
"Gojyo... Are you under there?" Hakkai asked, his voice just under the yelling mark. "Can you hear me...," he paused and he could feel inside of him that Gojyo's breath was dying. "Can you hear me... baby?"
Gojyo would have cried then, if he had the strength to. Blood loss was making him dizzy and it was getting harder and harder for him to breath.
"Gojyo, answer me!" Hakkai pleaded, his voice cracking in mid-sentence, almost giving way to a sob, but he choked it back and dove forward, pushing the wood and glass away, this way and that, even though he had no idea where the red - haired demon was. "Answer me, damn it!" He cursed when he realized that digging around aimlessly would get him nowhere.
"Here...," Gojyo began. "I'm... right here."
"Gojyo!"
"Over here, Hakkai..."
"Gojyo! Gojyo, can you move!?"
"No..." The half - breed's voice cut off with a choking cough that made the brunette twitch. He ran as best as he could over to where he heard his lover's voice and began to lift and swat away the boards atop the large pile. A gasp escaped the healer's lips when he ran into the layer of boards and such that were covered in glass, and a lot of glass at that. he couldn't find his way through wherever he went. There was no alternative route; he would have to sift through the glass.
He put his hand to a board and lifted it, cutting his palm a couple of times before he could put it down far to the side.
The wound on his shoulder began to ache and bleed, seeing as he had reopened it with all of the movement that he had been doing; but to him, that was the least of his worries. He needed to help Gojyo... if he could at all.
Another few boards were gone off to the side and Hakkai's hands burned with pain, but he kept going. Nothing could stop him now.
One more board gone and Hakkai could see the azure blue of Gojyo's vest, with various worrying bloodstains scattered about the surface, and most likely, underneath it, also. He was there.
More boards and glass gone and Hakkai's arms stung with blood and infection already; but he needed to save Gojyo.
Everything gone and the brunette looked down on the scarlet - eyed demon before him, his clothes, not to mention skin, torn and bloodstained, his eyes barely able to keep themselves open, the usual burning bright fire in them slowly fading.
"You can't move, baby?" the brunette murmured as he leant in closer to the other man.
"No," Gojyo mouthed.
"I'm going to have to move you." Hakkai situated his arms under Gojyo, one supporting his neck and shoulders and one underneath the back of his knees, but not before hearing a painful hiss from the gambler's lips from the pain of even being touched.
There was glass absolutely everywhere on Gojyo's body, from cutting through his clothes to leaving deep cuts to small scratches around his face.
He was placed on the ground as gently as possible, which still wasn't gentle enough, and Hakkai realized that because he had moved him, Gojyo had begun to bleed even more. Not only that but it looked like he had also passed out from blood loss.
"Gojyo... I swear, if you die, I'll die, too," Hakkai murmured and, even though he knew that it was not the right time, he leant down and brushed his lips against the other demon's. Amazing. Absouley Amazing. His lips were as soft as they were before; no glass or cuts, just velvet soft, just like before.
'If I move him again...,' Hakkai thought, 'he'll lose even more blood. I can heal him... but I have to get the glass out first, and fast.'
"Gojyo, I need to get all of the glass out of your skin before I can heal you," Hakkai whispered, even though he knew that Gojyo probably could not hear him. "Please bear it. It will hurt."
"Love you...," Gojyo mouthed as he choked and coughed again.
Even through all of the pain and irritation, Gojyo still told the brunette that he loved him...
"I love you, too... and we can make it through this."
The last shard of glass was removed from Gojyo's right arm. Miraculously, there were no small pieces that had dug their way into the half - breed and Hakkai was glass for not having to push his way through the skin even more. The red - haired demon's arms were fine now. All that Hakkai really had to do now was get rid of that terrible shard in the gambler's ankle.
He rolled up Gojyo's pant leg partially and pulled his boot off to get to the piece and put his fingers on the sides, the sharper-than-knife edges digging into his skin and splitting it, resulting in blood. Hakkai kept going, though. He pulled the huge shard out and held it out in front of him, and, luckily, it didn't look like it had splintered inside of Gojyo's leg. He threw the blood covered thing as far away as he could and then looked down to Gojyo again.
Even though he still felt light - headed from healing Goku, Hakkai forced himself to heal Gojyo as best as he could.
He leant over again and whispered in the other man's ear, "It's over now."
"Thanks," Gojyo whispered, almost inaudible.
"You're my everything..."
Later on that evening, Gojyo was brought to the medical center and brought to the doctor emmidiately for care, leaving Hakkai to sit in worry and frustration in waiting for him, but when the nurse saw that Hakkai's lower arms and hands had been severely cut, he was treated also, but then sent home for rest, seeing as he was still dizzy from healing his comrades.
The next week was full of pain, irritability, and bandages... lots and lots of bandages (not to mention physical therapy for pulled muscles, joints, etc.) But Gojyo still was not back from the hospital,which worried the brunette even more. He would have gone to visit but for some reason or another, the secretary would say that that would not be a worthy notion.
So all that Hakkai really could do was lay in bed and wait for Gojyo. Staring at the ceiling and waiting.
Someone called him down to lunch then. If he stayed in his room any longer, people would get the impression that he had become depressed, and he didn't want that.
When arriving downstairs, he discovered that being injured and bandaged did not stop Goku from taking in all the food that he could like some gluttonous vacuum.
"Goku, slow down!" Hakkai advised. "At the most, why don't you pace yourself?"
Sanzo's head nearly hit the table from that remark. As usual, he was reading yesterday's paper with a hot cup of coffee in front of him and that same flat expression plastered on his face.
"You gonna eat or just stand there and stare out the window?" Sanzo inquired.
Oh, erm... I'm really not that hungry," Hakkai explained with a polite smile.
"Ne, Hakkai, what ever happened to Gojyo?" Goku asked before stuffing another pork bun into his mouth.
"He's still in the medical hospital."
"How long is he gonna be in there? It's already been one week!"
"I really don't know. It all depends on how long it takes him to heal up," the brunette answered and glanced at his own bandaged hands. "I'll be up in my room if anyone needs me." He left for upstairs.
Upon arriving in his room, with the humongous window in front of the one-person bed, meaning that he had the perfect view of what it looked like outside, he could see that clouds were gathering into overcast and thunderheads once more.
'How come it rains so much around here?' Hakkai thought. No matter. It was only sometime around four o'clock in the afternoon but the brunette went over to his bed and lay down, staring at the ceiling again, immersed deep in thought. His eyelids slipped shut reluctantly as he pulled the comforter over his body to shield himself from the wind that found its way in through the open window. It was then that he remembered just how wonderful it felt to be in Gojyo's arms, in the perfect warmth and protection. He felt like he had forever when he was with Gojyo.
"Hope you come back soon, Gojyo...," Hakkai murmured quietly and then drifted off into sleep.
"Hakkai?" A knock at the door. "Hakkai!" It was Goku.
"Yes? What is it, Goku?" the brunette inquired as he sat up in bed, neverminding the fact that the teenager had woken him from his sleep.
"I need to ask you something. Can I come in?"
"Sure."
Goku opened the door and walked in, shutting it behind him and asking, as he leant against the barrier, "Do you like Gojyo?"
"What?"
"I asked Sanzo if you still liked Gojyo and he said that you did." The boy paused then to take in a breath and explained further, "I asked what you said and he said that you said that you liked Gojyo."
"Okay, okay, slow down," Hakkai laughed.
"Do you?"
"Well... yes. I do like him... I love him actually."
"Really?" the teenager asked, almost in amazement, as his eyes grew larger.
"Yes." Hakkai averted his eyes to the floor, seeing as he found that he was not able to look at anyone when he was explaining this. "I really love him. He's everything to me now and I'm so worried about him."
"Wow," Goku murmured, just about astonished. The brunette smiled back at the boy but he advanced, "What exactly does that mean?"
"What does what mean?"
"You love him so... What exactly does that mean?" Goku asked, giving emphasis to the last word in the sentence.
"Well... It's like a feeling that I want him to come and wrap his arms around me and hold me when I'm feeling sad or kiss me when it looks like I need it. It's a stronger relationship than friendship, but it still feels like it sometimes... Do you understand now?"
"Yes!" Goku nodded but stopped suddenly. "No..." He shook his head.
"You can go and ask Sanzo. I heard all about that dream he had about somebody named Homura. He might tell you."
"'Kay," Goku said and opened the door to leave.
The clock on the table next to the bed said six forty-three PM. He hadn't slept for very long. Sighing to himself, he lay back down after shutting the door and looked out the window. The clouds still cast overcast and blocked out the sun's rays from reaching the ground. It hadn't rained yet but the humid smell of it hung in the air.
He wondered if his hands had gotten any better after that horrible glass incident. Unravelling the bandages and placing them onto the small table next to the bed, he saw that they were still red with dried blood, but good enough so as not to split back open.
Before he knew it, he had fallen asleep again.
The brunette woke with a start. A quick glance around the room and nothing had changed. A strange feeling in his chest caused him to wake. Even in his dream, it told him to wake, although it quickly eluded his memory until it was forgotten.
The creaking floorboards... someone was coming upstairs. There was a light outside, which shone underneath the door but a figure stepped in front of it, causing shadows that were visible from the other side of the door. Hakkai's muscles tightened. He knew those footsteps.
The door opened.
There in the doorway stood the half - breed, bandaged here and stitched there, but amazingly, he was able to walk.
"Hey...," Gojyo greeted softly with a tender smile to the brunette sitting in the bed on the other side of the room. "Well, I'm pretty weak but I think I can withstand a hug." He lifted his arms up slightly.
The human - turned - youkai pushed the covers off of him hastely and stood up, almost disbelieving that it was Gojyo that was in front of him. He took one step toward the gambler then ran right into his arms, pulling him as close as he could without hurting him.
Gojyo had to take a step backward to steady himself from when Hakkai ran ro him, but he put his arms aroumd the other man the same as he always would and he ran a hand through his thick mahogany hair, just as he always would.
Suddenly, they found themselves craving each other's lips more than they had ever before and, despite all of the injuries he had taken, Gojyo tilted Hakkai's head upward to look at him and he pressed his lips to the healer's, seeking out all of the flavors that he had tasted those countless times when they had kissed before.
They separated, breathing slightly harder and clutching desperately onto each other, all up until Gojyo winced slightly, causing Hakkai to remove his arms from around the other demon almost completely.
"Gojyo, I'm sorry!" Hakkai apologized quickly and put his hands gently onto one of the red - haired man's arms and motioned toward the bed. "Why don't you lay down?"
He nodded and sat down on the edge, his legs touching the floor, as Hakkai sat next to him.
"I'm glad you're alright," Hakkai explained with a warm - hearted smile. "I was so worried about you."
"Mm, and why's that?" Gojyo asked sarcastically, winking at him, as he leaned back and lay down onto the cold sheets of the bed.
The healer stood up and walked over to the door, shutting it, and, as he turned around to face the other man, he murmured, "Because I love you... with all that I can." He walked back over to the bed and sat down again, causing the weight on the matress to shift slightly and Gojyo winced at the movement of the sheets against his wounds.
"Ah! Shit!" Gojyo cursed and put one hand over a huge bandaged gash near the back of his shoulder.
Hakkai's hands flew over his mouth. "I'm sorry! Oh, my, why didn't you stay in the hospital until you were healed?"
Gojyo forced a smile through the pain. "Because I couldn't wait any longer to see you, baby."
The brunette blushed bright red.
"Hakkai?"
"Yes?" He leant over. They were mere inches apart when the scarlet - eyed demon asked, with somewhat of a childish look,
"You know, I bet you can kiss it and make it better."
Both of them broke out in fits of laughter... all up until the same wound on Gojyo's shoulder began to ache again.
"Gojyo! Where does it hurt?"
"Right here," he answered and motioned toward the wound on the back of his shoulder. The brunette leant forward slightly nd pressed his lips lightly to the bandage as Gojyo had suggested. "You know...," Gojyo began, "it hurts right here, too." He pointed to a spot on his forehead. Hakkai kissed that, too. He smiled down at Gojyo and moved his arms so that one hand was next to the other demon's head on either side, supporting his weight, but not on the half - breed at all.
"Where else does it hurt?" Hakkai whispered.
"My lips are burning, baby," the red - haired man murmured back, closing his eyes as Hakkai leant down and pressed his lips to Gojyo's, feeling no need to have the usual problem of pushing each other's lips open, as he slipped his tongue inside Gojyo's mouth. "Mm, babe, you taste so good...," Gojyo whispered seductively between kisses.
The green - eyed demon slowly and reluctantly pulled back, causing their lips to part as they locked their eyes.
"You feel better, now?" Hakkai smiled.
"Much better...," was Gojyo's response as he pulled the older man down for another kiss as their tongues twisted inside their mouths and their hands explored each other's bodies gently. Hakkai's fingertips graced the skin over Gojyo's shoulders, back, and chest with feather - soft touches and a slight tickling sensation that made the half - breed pull the brunette to him, chest to chest, despite the pain of the cuts and bruises that he had endured.
"Mm, Hakkai, I love you," Gojyo breathed as Hakkai gently kissed the unmarked spots of Gojyo's neck, careful not to brush against a bandage by accident.
"I love you, too," the human-turned-youkai murmured back with somewhat of delight as he found an unbruised portion of tanned skin on Gojyo's neck and pressed his lips to it hard, causing the half - breed to cry out slightly in surprise. Hakkai opened his mouth and let his tongue run along the, now seating, flesh, surprising Gojyo immensely.
He cried out the healer's name when he straddled his hips carefully and leant forward to lock their lips in an even more passionate, loving kiss than before.
Gojyo's wounds were now only a tributary in his thoughts, the main flow being Hakkai, the beauty above him, sucking his tongue out of his mouth and into his own. The scarlet - eyed man rose his arms up and wrapped them around Hakkai's lower back, just above his ass, and let one hand travel up underneath his shirt.
Both men were oblivious of the slightly creaking boards of the floor and the small figure that peeked into the room from the crack between the door and doorway once it was opened.
'Sanzo hit me once I asked him about that!' Goku pondered as the door slowly opened to Hakkai's room. 'I still don't understand! I guess maybe I can ask Hakkai again. I sure don't wanna ask Gojyo... He'll hit me, too!'
But what the teenager found in the room was not what he had expected at all. Gojyo and Hakkai were in the bed, kissing as if their lives depended on it, Gojyo's hands working Hakkai's shirt off and Hakkai's hands tangled in the half - breed's crimson red hair.
"Hakkai!? Gojyo!?"
* * *
"Alright, now, Goku...," Sanzo began back in his and the teenager's room. "What exactly did you see?"
Goku twitched at the command to put it into words. "Uh... Well... They were kissing... And Gojyo's hands were... like... up Hakkai's shirt."
"Wonderful," Sanzo mumbled sarcastically. "They put locks on those doors for a reason!" He stomped and rose the level of his voice so that the brunette and red-head could hear him in the other room.
Gojyo and Hakkai both sat there on the edge of the bed... on opposite sides, both looking like punished children caught with their hand in the cookie jar. Gojyo was twittling his thumbs and mumbling numerous curses at the monk. Something of, "Why's it any of yer buisness?" and "Did the monkey ever learn how to knock?"
Hakkai sat the same way with his hands on his lap and his head bowed in embarassment.
"Baby?" Gojyo whispered, so the monk and ape in the next room couldn't hear them. "Are you ashamed?"
"What?" Hakkai snapped to, shaking his head slightly, as if breaking free of a trance.
"Are you ashamed?"
"N-no, Gojyo. Whatever gave you that idea?"
"You are, aren't you?" Gojyo concluded and edged himself toward the healer bit by bit until he was close enough to wrap his arms around him.
"Gojyo..."
"It's alright," Gojyo whispered into Hakkai's ear. "If what we've got is good enough for me, then it should be good enough for the whole world."
"You're right," Hakkai agreed and leant against Gojyo's shoulder gently so as not to put too much pressure on the coutless bandages on the gambler's body. He shut his eyes and fell asleep in the half-breed's arms, despite the fact that the door to their room was wide open and anyone who was passing by could surely see the two men sharing the embrace. Sweet dreams.
'...it should be good enough for the whole world.'
*End Chapter #12*
Author Notes:
None really. Look forward to Chapter #13! Hopefully, you'll review with something good. If you have any constructive criticism, please put it in there but be nice... I take lots of things said about my writing and my art very seriously and straight to heart. Suggestions for what you guys think should happen later should be made! If you have any ideas, review and tell me!
-Ja ne!