His intuition was granted when a group of four youkai entered the room, casting a brilliant light on the two. Sanzo's headache increased from the sudden light, and he held up a hand against the shine.

A rough hand gripped that wrist, and yanked the monk into a sitting position. The room spun dangerously, but Sanzo bit his lip hard and held on to consciousness.

"Easy!" Hakkai yelled anxiously, "He has a head injury!"

This outburst earned him a backhand across the face, knocking him over gasping. "Don't think we didn't know that already?" the issuer growled. Hakkai glared at the youkai, wiping the cut that had opened on his lips. His head was whirling madly, and his vision wouldn't right itself, but he couldn't pass out. Not this time. He had to watch Sanzo, to make sure the monk didn't do anything that would get himself killed. Such as anger his captors. It was just something Sanzo would do. Hakkai forced himself into a sitting position to watch.

One of the enemy grasped a handful of Sanzo's blonde hair and yanked it backward. Sanzo grimaced painfully, his head tipped back in a compromising position. "Where is the sutra?" the youkai asked.

To this, Sanzo had no answer. He hadn't even known it was missing.

The youkai jerked his hair, eliciting a moan of pain from the blonde, who then immediately flushed in embarrassment and anger. He could barely hear Hakkai yelling to at them stop. All he knew was the intense stinging of his head. It hurt.

When it became apparent that the blonde didn't know the answer, the youkai questioning him threw him down onto his back. Sanzo didn't move, aware only of the increasing darkness in his mind. He longed to escape there, but something held him back. He didn't understand it. A minute ago he had been fighting it, and now he wanted it. Yet he couldn't reach it. Why?

A shadow fell over his face, and he heard a choked gasp. Opening his eyes, he saw Hakkai kneeling over him, his face set in determination, despite his closed eyes. The gasp had come from him. Sanzo glanced down, and saw, at Hakkai's stomach, a glint of metal cutting through the intense red of Hakkai's blood.

The brunette jerked suddenly, as the sword was removed from his body. He bit back a yell of pain, fighting to keep his position over Sanzo. His arms shook with effort, as he looked down at the blonde and noticed that he was awake. "My, my… Sanzo…" he managed, "You need to be more careful…" Small droplets of blood dripped onto Sanzo's clothing.

A/N- Yes, this is about to get yaoi-ish. If you are squeamish about guy/guy relationships, I suggest you NOT continue.