Another update, thanks for bearing with me and apologies for any atrocious
grammatical errors or spelling mistakes
Disclaimers as always
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The heat was blinding and Hakkai could feel his clothes smouldering as soon as he landed.
"Gojyo!" he cried out, his voice cracking under the strain of the minus wave. It lashed at his mind, whispering bloodlust through his ears. He fought the bloodlust like an enemy, keeping his mind focused on Gojyo and his pain. He felt the now-familiar wash of hallucination seek to overpower him and he fought against it, refusing to give into the siren-like images that plagued his mind.
"No." he hissed trying not to lose his mind to the beckoning madness. Already his subconscious was taking over, eating away at his vision. Hakkai fought to control himself.
As if hearing his cries, a still-burning piece of charcoal landed on his shoulder, burning through the shirt and scorching the skin beneath. Hakkai yelped and with the sudden burst of pain, the hallucinations scattered.
Hakkai then turned his attentions to his ki ability, summoning all the energy he had. He cupped his hands, ignoring all his worries and focused all his energy of his ki channelling ability that had served him well a thousand times before. All his other worries seemed to fall away leaving this one overriding will that commanded his whole body into doing this one act. He opened his whole body and mind, feeling like a caged bird who has almost been set free.
*Damn this body, I want the power. Give me back my mind. I have to save Gojyo. I have to. I have to. I HAVE TO*
He felt the energy starting to build within his body, as quickly as always but still excruciatingly slow for him. Every second felt like an hour but with the wondrously familiar feeling of energy surging down his arms, he forgot everything. With an impassioned shout, Hakkai felt the oh- so-familiar energy surge through his veins and free his tortured mind, his whole body coming alive. He didn't realise that this enormous building of energy was also burning away the remains of the draught and letting his mind recover in the best way possible. All Hakkai knew was that he had his abilities back right when he needed it most.
Less than a second later, intense white light burst free from his hands, virtually uncontrolled and more powerful than he had ever experienced. Hakkai was taken aback by the sheer power and fought viciously to control it. He screwed up his eyes in frustration and forced his energy to form itself into a barrier, but this time a barrier that would send the flames scattering away. The raw energy lashed around him like whips and he forced it to form into the familiar shield.
Amplifying his efforts with an animal roar and forcing the bloodlust of the minus wave to add fuel his power, Hakkai flung the barrier outward, determined to push the flames away. The kindling crackled and fell backwards and he forced his barrier out even further. He gritted his teeth, feeling a wash of memories return to him as he used them to strengthen his power and keep a tight grip on his sanity. Everything that had been shut away from him, everything; from the camaraderie of his companions to the memories of Kanan to the first passionate kiss he had shared with Gojyo, it all poured into this one fanatical burst of power.
Hakkai made a last frantic push at the barrier, feeling the stab wound begin to throb painfully and a feeling to bloodlust prey on his mind. He whispered 'no' under his breath but the minus wave seemed intent on claiming his very soul. He forced the barrier to remain until the minus wave finally hit him good and his energy flickered out, leaving the platform free of fire. Hakkai put his trembling hands to his head and staggered a little, wheezing from the smoke. His body was suffering now and was telling him to rest and recover, but instead Hakkai forced his mind back to the current problem.
"Gojyo." He cried.
The redhead stirred at the noise, having mercifully passed out and lost part of his short-term memory throughout the worst of the ordeal. Gojyo couldn't remember where he was and could only feel from the waist up. Even so, the half of his body that he could feel felt so painful he was dizzy. His head swam and he couldn't hear anything other then a low persistent ringing. Gojyo reasoned that he must be dead; nothing else could explain the pain and the sense of depression racking his very soul.
"Hakkai." He murmured softly and tears prickled in his eyes, knowing now he'd never see his lover again.
"Gojyo." He heard a voice call to him and with years of battle-honed stamina and reflexes he jerked involuntarily trying to move his body into defence stance and in doing so realised that he wasn't dead.
*I'm alive. Oh, gods, I'm alive*
He heard his name called again and forced his resistant eyes to open although they stung. His blurry-eyed gaze rested on a strange youkai who was stood in front of him, claws drawn, growling incoherently and panting, with sweat pouring off it. Blood spattered its clothes and it's looked like they had been fighting or something. Gojyo swore at his ineptitude and tried to summon jakujou, knowing that no matter what had happened to him, he would never turn his back on a fight. He tried again and was confused when his numbed hands wouldn't reach out in front of him.
"Shit." He murmured, feeling sick.
"Gojyo!" came the raspy voice of the youkai at it came towards him. It sounded like Hakkai with a terrible cough.
"M'legs ... Wha' yo don with 'kai?" He protested weakly before gasping in pain as the youkai touched his leg. "Get away fro' me." He hissed; the pain was so unbearable, like hot oil was being forced into every pore. Even being shot through the heart by Sanzo hadn't hurt this much. Gojyo felt the pain course through his body and as the black spots came back, he wondered if coming back to life had been truly worth it, if he was now going to be torn apart by this fucking ravenous youkai. His last thought was whether he'd ever see Hakkai again before his vision went totally black again.
Gojyo sagged against the post and Hakkai set to work untying him, not knowing that Gojyo hadn't recognised him. The worry for Gojyo had temporarily overridden the minus wave and Hakkai felt a degree of normalcy settling over him as he inspected the bindings. However, he also knew that falling unconscious was not a good thing when Gojyo was so injured, Hakkai tugged lightly on a lock of the vermilion hair trying to keep his lover awake.
"Gojyo, love, please stay with me." He said softly. "Don't go to sleep on me. We'll be out of here soon, I swear." Eyes the colour of sunset blinked open once, strained to focus then closed again. Hakkai swore briefly and then pressed his dry lips against Gojyo's, relishing the chance to do so again. Those eyes blinked open again and Gojyo seemed to smile before passing out fully with an exhausted sigh.
Cursing in language that would make Sanzo blush, Hakkai raked his claws down the wooden post, shredding Gojyo's arm bindings in two swipes. The unconscious redhead pitched forwards and Hakkai caught him on his shoulder, noticing the gobs of burnt cloth that fluttered from his legs as he fell. Despite having seen an infinite number of atrocities and caused many of them, the sight of Gojyo's shins nearly burnt to the bone made his stomach churn. Mercifully, the battered – and now half-melted - boots appeared to have repelled most of the flames from his feet. Hakkai hoisted his unconscious lover into his arm; bit back another wave of anger and started to find a way of getting down from the accursed platform.
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A/N: Another chapter and I promise that the next one will be longer. Thank you so much for the reviews, I love having them and really appreciate you all taking the time of read my work. Thank you so much and I will try to update quicker. ^_^
Disclaimers as always
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The heat was blinding and Hakkai could feel his clothes smouldering as soon as he landed.
"Gojyo!" he cried out, his voice cracking under the strain of the minus wave. It lashed at his mind, whispering bloodlust through his ears. He fought the bloodlust like an enemy, keeping his mind focused on Gojyo and his pain. He felt the now-familiar wash of hallucination seek to overpower him and he fought against it, refusing to give into the siren-like images that plagued his mind.
"No." he hissed trying not to lose his mind to the beckoning madness. Already his subconscious was taking over, eating away at his vision. Hakkai fought to control himself.
As if hearing his cries, a still-burning piece of charcoal landed on his shoulder, burning through the shirt and scorching the skin beneath. Hakkai yelped and with the sudden burst of pain, the hallucinations scattered.
Hakkai then turned his attentions to his ki ability, summoning all the energy he had. He cupped his hands, ignoring all his worries and focused all his energy of his ki channelling ability that had served him well a thousand times before. All his other worries seemed to fall away leaving this one overriding will that commanded his whole body into doing this one act. He opened his whole body and mind, feeling like a caged bird who has almost been set free.
*Damn this body, I want the power. Give me back my mind. I have to save Gojyo. I have to. I have to. I HAVE TO*
He felt the energy starting to build within his body, as quickly as always but still excruciatingly slow for him. Every second felt like an hour but with the wondrously familiar feeling of energy surging down his arms, he forgot everything. With an impassioned shout, Hakkai felt the oh- so-familiar energy surge through his veins and free his tortured mind, his whole body coming alive. He didn't realise that this enormous building of energy was also burning away the remains of the draught and letting his mind recover in the best way possible. All Hakkai knew was that he had his abilities back right when he needed it most.
Less than a second later, intense white light burst free from his hands, virtually uncontrolled and more powerful than he had ever experienced. Hakkai was taken aback by the sheer power and fought viciously to control it. He screwed up his eyes in frustration and forced his energy to form itself into a barrier, but this time a barrier that would send the flames scattering away. The raw energy lashed around him like whips and he forced it to form into the familiar shield.
Amplifying his efforts with an animal roar and forcing the bloodlust of the minus wave to add fuel his power, Hakkai flung the barrier outward, determined to push the flames away. The kindling crackled and fell backwards and he forced his barrier out even further. He gritted his teeth, feeling a wash of memories return to him as he used them to strengthen his power and keep a tight grip on his sanity. Everything that had been shut away from him, everything; from the camaraderie of his companions to the memories of Kanan to the first passionate kiss he had shared with Gojyo, it all poured into this one fanatical burst of power.
Hakkai made a last frantic push at the barrier, feeling the stab wound begin to throb painfully and a feeling to bloodlust prey on his mind. He whispered 'no' under his breath but the minus wave seemed intent on claiming his very soul. He forced the barrier to remain until the minus wave finally hit him good and his energy flickered out, leaving the platform free of fire. Hakkai put his trembling hands to his head and staggered a little, wheezing from the smoke. His body was suffering now and was telling him to rest and recover, but instead Hakkai forced his mind back to the current problem.
"Gojyo." He cried.
The redhead stirred at the noise, having mercifully passed out and lost part of his short-term memory throughout the worst of the ordeal. Gojyo couldn't remember where he was and could only feel from the waist up. Even so, the half of his body that he could feel felt so painful he was dizzy. His head swam and he couldn't hear anything other then a low persistent ringing. Gojyo reasoned that he must be dead; nothing else could explain the pain and the sense of depression racking his very soul.
"Hakkai." He murmured softly and tears prickled in his eyes, knowing now he'd never see his lover again.
"Gojyo." He heard a voice call to him and with years of battle-honed stamina and reflexes he jerked involuntarily trying to move his body into defence stance and in doing so realised that he wasn't dead.
*I'm alive. Oh, gods, I'm alive*
He heard his name called again and forced his resistant eyes to open although they stung. His blurry-eyed gaze rested on a strange youkai who was stood in front of him, claws drawn, growling incoherently and panting, with sweat pouring off it. Blood spattered its clothes and it's looked like they had been fighting or something. Gojyo swore at his ineptitude and tried to summon jakujou, knowing that no matter what had happened to him, he would never turn his back on a fight. He tried again and was confused when his numbed hands wouldn't reach out in front of him.
"Shit." He murmured, feeling sick.
"Gojyo!" came the raspy voice of the youkai at it came towards him. It sounded like Hakkai with a terrible cough.
"M'legs ... Wha' yo don with 'kai?" He protested weakly before gasping in pain as the youkai touched his leg. "Get away fro' me." He hissed; the pain was so unbearable, like hot oil was being forced into every pore. Even being shot through the heart by Sanzo hadn't hurt this much. Gojyo felt the pain course through his body and as the black spots came back, he wondered if coming back to life had been truly worth it, if he was now going to be torn apart by this fucking ravenous youkai. His last thought was whether he'd ever see Hakkai again before his vision went totally black again.
Gojyo sagged against the post and Hakkai set to work untying him, not knowing that Gojyo hadn't recognised him. The worry for Gojyo had temporarily overridden the minus wave and Hakkai felt a degree of normalcy settling over him as he inspected the bindings. However, he also knew that falling unconscious was not a good thing when Gojyo was so injured, Hakkai tugged lightly on a lock of the vermilion hair trying to keep his lover awake.
"Gojyo, love, please stay with me." He said softly. "Don't go to sleep on me. We'll be out of here soon, I swear." Eyes the colour of sunset blinked open once, strained to focus then closed again. Hakkai swore briefly and then pressed his dry lips against Gojyo's, relishing the chance to do so again. Those eyes blinked open again and Gojyo seemed to smile before passing out fully with an exhausted sigh.
Cursing in language that would make Sanzo blush, Hakkai raked his claws down the wooden post, shredding Gojyo's arm bindings in two swipes. The unconscious redhead pitched forwards and Hakkai caught him on his shoulder, noticing the gobs of burnt cloth that fluttered from his legs as he fell. Despite having seen an infinite number of atrocities and caused many of them, the sight of Gojyo's shins nearly burnt to the bone made his stomach churn. Mercifully, the battered – and now half-melted - boots appeared to have repelled most of the flames from his feet. Hakkai hoisted his unconscious lover into his arm; bit back another wave of anger and started to find a way of getting down from the accursed platform.
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A/N: Another chapter and I promise that the next one will be longer. Thank you so much for the reviews, I love having them and really appreciate you all taking the time of read my work. Thank you so much and I will try to update quicker. ^_^