Another little chapter, they are so short. Sorry about that, but thanks for
the reviews again, they really brighten up my inbox.
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"It won't fucking open!" shouted Sanzo, landing a forceful kick to the stubborn door. Hakkai was shaking Goku gently and force-feeding him water from the pitcher on the floor, but the teen remained reluctantly asleep. It was only when Goku started making snoring noise did Hakkai give up and sit back on his heels. He was trying to stop his hands from shaking and fighting the dizziness that he was sure was from blood loss.
"Is there another bolt or lock?" he asked suddenly, wishing he could call up his ki blasts to destroy the door, but he was still failing in that area,. He wasn't sure whether it was because too tired or too injured, but it worried him none the less. Sanzo was muttering curses under his breath and reloading his gun.
"I think there's a drop-latch on the outside." The monk beat a fist against it then used the butt of the Smith and Wesson, which bounced off the wood harmlessly. He swore again "There are no windows either . Can you blast it?"
Hakkai forlornly shook his head as he stared down at his still-shaking hands that were carefully checking Goku's arms and legs for bruising. He cupped his hands and tried in vain to call up the glowing ball of white energy, with no results. He tried again, this time pouring his entire will into it, silently pleading with his own body to summon his ki energy. Nothing. He only succeeded in making his stab wound throb painfully; it had started bleeding again. Hakkai let out a hiss of pain and frustration and turned to face Sanzo's amethyst glare.
"I still can't summon anything. I'm still too weak."
Hakkai left Goku on the bed and came over with one hand splayed across his stomach, his fingers testing the bandages beneath his bloodstained shirt. The throbbing was dulling now to an ache, so he assumed that he hadn't done too much damage. He knelt down carefully and inspected the door silently, frowning at each part and staring at the hinges, looking for signs of weakness that could be exploited. His wandering fingertips found nothing. He then stopped suddenly; he could hear something on the other side of the door. He stopped his explorations and pressed his ear to the door. Sanzo scowled.
"What's wrong ." he started, but Hakkai put a finger to his lips. Sanzo frowned but put his ear to the door also.
There was rustling and mumbling. Sanzo strained to hear but could catch sounds of a low sombre voice. He felt Hakkai tense beside him and he held his breath, wanting to kick the door down in total frustration. There was a low thumping sound and then nothing. Suddenly the phrase 'why all this crap? Just kill me now and be done' was heard through the door. It was the voice of Gojyo, the voice of an absolutely furious Gojyo at that. Hakkai made an inhuman distressed noise and heaved his body against the door with a loud thump.
***********What are they doing? I can hear Gojyo outside the door. I'm so glad he's not hurt. Why should they want to kill him? He's done nothing wrong. Is this punishment for loving him? Oh gods, I'm falling again and there's no one to catch me. It's raining but it's not rain, it's blood. Why did they take him away? What do they plan to do? It hurts inside. Chin Isou calls to me again and wants me to join him. I can leave. I will be free. Help me. I just want to leave this place and finish what I planned to do before .. Where's the knife? Where is she? Where is he? Where are they?*************
Sanzo beat his fists against the door and then saw that Hakkai had slumped against the door, hyperventilating and raking his nails down his face, leaving dark red scratches that stood out starkly against his blanched skin. His eyes were glassed over in frenzy again and he was mumbling to himself, rocking back and forth in frenzy; his hands spasming wildly. Sanzo reached into his sleeve and pulled out his fan, furious that Hakkai couldn't get hold of himself when he was needed. He brought it down hard on the brunette's head, making a sharp cracking noise and there was a moan from Hakkai beneath him as his mind reset itself.
". Sanzo! . What happened?!" he asked, putting his hands on his head and smudging blood from the scratches across his face. Sanzo slammed his fist against the door in irritation squinting at Hakkai though the dim light.
"That weird-ass draught is still having an effect on you. You keep going off on a fucking breakdown thing. Stop it." He said coldly.
Hakkai ran a hand through his hair and stared at his bloodstained white shirt, almost hypnotised by the lurid red against the white. He really couldn't remember doing anything, other than that the scratches on his face were stinging. He came closer to Sanzo.
"I'm sorry . it's just I felt ." He was cut off by another furious swipe of the fan that snapped his teeth together and made him see stars. He sank down to his knees, staring up at Sanzo with the beginnings of a half-smile.
"Don't even start." Threatened Sanzo, tucking away the fan. "Help me get this damn thing open."
"Wait, what happened to Gojyo?" asked Hakkai trying, fruitlessly, to summon a ki blast again. This time there was a faint flicker of light between his hands. He jumped at the action and tried again, there was that same flicker, but no amount of trying would get it to go beyond that. "Please, Sanzo, what happened?"
Sanzo shrugged.
"Got dragged off." He eyed up the table on which the lamp was sitting on. "We'll use that to break the door down." He snapped pointing at it.
Hakkai nodded, the worry for Gojyo firing up his anger and making him ignore his injuries, his hallucination and his inability to summon his energy. He beat Sanzo to the table, placed the lamp on the floor next to the bed where Goku was still snoring peacefully. He grasped hold of the table legs and hoisted it easily. Sanzo came over and held the other side of the table in battering-ram formation. He was a little perturbed at the stone-cold determination in Hakkai's eyes but at least it was better than the madness-filled staring from before. With Hakkai's silent nod, they then charged at the door.
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A/N: Another up, sorry for delays . and yet more angst. I am determined that this will have a happy ending. ^_^ Thanks for more reviews hug
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"It won't fucking open!" shouted Sanzo, landing a forceful kick to the stubborn door. Hakkai was shaking Goku gently and force-feeding him water from the pitcher on the floor, but the teen remained reluctantly asleep. It was only when Goku started making snoring noise did Hakkai give up and sit back on his heels. He was trying to stop his hands from shaking and fighting the dizziness that he was sure was from blood loss.
"Is there another bolt or lock?" he asked suddenly, wishing he could call up his ki blasts to destroy the door, but he was still failing in that area,. He wasn't sure whether it was because too tired or too injured, but it worried him none the less. Sanzo was muttering curses under his breath and reloading his gun.
"I think there's a drop-latch on the outside." The monk beat a fist against it then used the butt of the Smith and Wesson, which bounced off the wood harmlessly. He swore again "There are no windows either . Can you blast it?"
Hakkai forlornly shook his head as he stared down at his still-shaking hands that were carefully checking Goku's arms and legs for bruising. He cupped his hands and tried in vain to call up the glowing ball of white energy, with no results. He tried again, this time pouring his entire will into it, silently pleading with his own body to summon his ki energy. Nothing. He only succeeded in making his stab wound throb painfully; it had started bleeding again. Hakkai let out a hiss of pain and frustration and turned to face Sanzo's amethyst glare.
"I still can't summon anything. I'm still too weak."
Hakkai left Goku on the bed and came over with one hand splayed across his stomach, his fingers testing the bandages beneath his bloodstained shirt. The throbbing was dulling now to an ache, so he assumed that he hadn't done too much damage. He knelt down carefully and inspected the door silently, frowning at each part and staring at the hinges, looking for signs of weakness that could be exploited. His wandering fingertips found nothing. He then stopped suddenly; he could hear something on the other side of the door. He stopped his explorations and pressed his ear to the door. Sanzo scowled.
"What's wrong ." he started, but Hakkai put a finger to his lips. Sanzo frowned but put his ear to the door also.
There was rustling and mumbling. Sanzo strained to hear but could catch sounds of a low sombre voice. He felt Hakkai tense beside him and he held his breath, wanting to kick the door down in total frustration. There was a low thumping sound and then nothing. Suddenly the phrase 'why all this crap? Just kill me now and be done' was heard through the door. It was the voice of Gojyo, the voice of an absolutely furious Gojyo at that. Hakkai made an inhuman distressed noise and heaved his body against the door with a loud thump.
***********What are they doing? I can hear Gojyo outside the door. I'm so glad he's not hurt. Why should they want to kill him? He's done nothing wrong. Is this punishment for loving him? Oh gods, I'm falling again and there's no one to catch me. It's raining but it's not rain, it's blood. Why did they take him away? What do they plan to do? It hurts inside. Chin Isou calls to me again and wants me to join him. I can leave. I will be free. Help me. I just want to leave this place and finish what I planned to do before .. Where's the knife? Where is she? Where is he? Where are they?*************
Sanzo beat his fists against the door and then saw that Hakkai had slumped against the door, hyperventilating and raking his nails down his face, leaving dark red scratches that stood out starkly against his blanched skin. His eyes were glassed over in frenzy again and he was mumbling to himself, rocking back and forth in frenzy; his hands spasming wildly. Sanzo reached into his sleeve and pulled out his fan, furious that Hakkai couldn't get hold of himself when he was needed. He brought it down hard on the brunette's head, making a sharp cracking noise and there was a moan from Hakkai beneath him as his mind reset itself.
". Sanzo! . What happened?!" he asked, putting his hands on his head and smudging blood from the scratches across his face. Sanzo slammed his fist against the door in irritation squinting at Hakkai though the dim light.
"That weird-ass draught is still having an effect on you. You keep going off on a fucking breakdown thing. Stop it." He said coldly.
Hakkai ran a hand through his hair and stared at his bloodstained white shirt, almost hypnotised by the lurid red against the white. He really couldn't remember doing anything, other than that the scratches on his face were stinging. He came closer to Sanzo.
"I'm sorry . it's just I felt ." He was cut off by another furious swipe of the fan that snapped his teeth together and made him see stars. He sank down to his knees, staring up at Sanzo with the beginnings of a half-smile.
"Don't even start." Threatened Sanzo, tucking away the fan. "Help me get this damn thing open."
"Wait, what happened to Gojyo?" asked Hakkai trying, fruitlessly, to summon a ki blast again. This time there was a faint flicker of light between his hands. He jumped at the action and tried again, there was that same flicker, but no amount of trying would get it to go beyond that. "Please, Sanzo, what happened?"
Sanzo shrugged.
"Got dragged off." He eyed up the table on which the lamp was sitting on. "We'll use that to break the door down." He snapped pointing at it.
Hakkai nodded, the worry for Gojyo firing up his anger and making him ignore his injuries, his hallucination and his inability to summon his energy. He beat Sanzo to the table, placed the lamp on the floor next to the bed where Goku was still snoring peacefully. He grasped hold of the table legs and hoisted it easily. Sanzo came over and held the other side of the table in battering-ram formation. He was a little perturbed at the stone-cold determination in Hakkai's eyes but at least it was better than the madness-filled staring from before. With Hakkai's silent nod, they then charged at the door.
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A/N: Another up, sorry for delays . and yet more angst. I am determined that this will have a happy ending. ^_^ Thanks for more reviews hug