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Trouble Travels West.
Chapter four.
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Nanjiro and Nagi both climb into the van, having decided to leave Watari and Schuldig to have the privacy of the tent... if those two decide to share the unused half of the oversized thing, let them... From the way the vehicle almost immediately starts shaking, there is no misunderstanding what those two are up to. As soon as Hakkai gives it an odd look, Schuldig merely shrugs and comments that Watari sound proofed their transportation... to make the entire trip smoother.
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The bedding isn't even pulled out when Nanjiro sidles up behind his partner and slips his hands into the waistband of those jeans. A wicked smile flashes across the younger shinigami's features before he plants a lovebite on the back of Nagi's neck.
The brunette jumps slightly. "oooh... you know my neck is sensitive..."
A few more nips are placed along that delicate expanse of flesh. "I know..."
Nagi gave a full body shiver then a soft moan. "ooh... Nan..."
Gently he starts to massage the member that is still trapped within the pants. "Yes Nagi?"
"Don't you think... aaah... we should take our clothes off. The bed... ooh.. isn't even made up yet." He was already starting to breath a little fast.
"Just wait one little moment..." he says while stroking Nagi's member to full hardness, causing the front of the brunnete's pants to tent. Just as quickly as his hands had found their way into the clothing, they find their way out and start to work at the closures at a frustratingly slow pace... revealing the telekinetic inch by inch...
"NAAAN..." He tried to reach down to 'help', hoping to move things along.
Only to have his hands shoved out of the way... and the progress made even slower. "What's the hurry sexy?" Nanjiro asks while cupping his hand over the still covered member.
"tease..." Nagi's tone is affectionate. He rolled his hips slightly, rubbing against his lover's hand.
"Me tease?" The blue haired boy asks looking up with the most innocent expression on his face, and quickly moves his hand out of the way when Nagi attempts to rub himself against Nanjiro's hand once more.
"Yes YOU... evil incarnate..." The brunette smiled slightly. "I'm in 'trouble' aren't I?"
"With me, you're never in trouble..."
"I beg to differ... you've raised sexual torment to an art form..." He leaned closer and kissed Nan's cheek. "and I love you for it."
With that same frustrating patience, Nanjiro strips the pants off of Nagi, soon followed by the bright blue silk boxers that the shinigami had bought his lover on a whim one day. Leaning forward, he gives the bobbing erection one lick, and then turns to set up the bedding. Nagi braces against the ceiling when the telepath licked him once, then moaned as Nan moved away. "Can I help? Take off my shirt..." He smirked. "Take off YOUR shirt..."
Turning from where he was starting to spread out the sleeping bags that were tucked away in the van for when they would stay there, the teen kneels on the soft material... spreeding his knees apart he pops the top button on his kahkis after sensually pulling the shirt over the top of his head.
The brunette groans and drops to his knees as well. "Do I get to take the rest of my clothes off... or do I just watch the show?"
"Go ahead and take the rest of your clothes off..." Nan says in a husky purr.
Nagi starts to unbutton his shirt... trying to make it look like he wasn't hurrying. Once he had it open, he started to slide it off his shoulders.
Smirking, Nanjiro unzips his pants and brings out his shaft and begins to leisurely stroke it while watching Nagi... "You know how hot you look right now love?"
Leaving the shirt half off his shoulders, Nagi leans on all fours... close enough to kiss his lover passionately. "how hot am I?" He whispered.
"Damn hot..." Nan responds. "Now take my pants off... please." Nagi smirked as the blue-haired shinigami's pants started to slide down his hips... without the brunette having to even move. "Without your powers..." The telekinetic sighs and shifts closer so his hands can grasp the waistline of Nan's pants. He eases them down over the hip bones... Najiro waits patiently until the pants are off, then readjusts their positions so that Nagi is now underneath him... "Thank you..."
The brunette lay there... arms still framed by the deep blue shirt he was wearing, eyes fixed on Nanjiro's. "you're welcome... and now?"
Reaching over, Nanjiro fumbles around with the refrigerator that was set up in the van... and brings out a few small ice cubes. Tossing one into his mouth, he starts to crunch on it, "I'd say we play a little..." he murmurs as he starts tracing lines around Nagi's nipples with the extra cube.
The brunette gasps from the cold. "Ooooh..." He shudders but his nipples and nether regions perk up instantly.
Placing the ice directly on the gaspng shinigami's chest, Nanjiro continues tracing the circles... eventually moving south with the melting cube. Nagi whimpers slightly, back arching a bit. As Nan moves down his body, his breath quickens and his body quivers in anticipation. Smiling, the shinigami draws a half circle around the quivering organ. With his free hand Nanjiro wraps his fingers around it and starts pumping, keeping tabs in the telekinetic's mind to know when he is at the edge... then stops. Releasing the weeping erection, he then leans forward and laps up the water left behind from the small cube...
"Nanjiro!" Nagi almost whines... but knows that if he does, he's just in for more. He takes a deep breath.
"What do you want?"
"I want... inside..." His thoughts were racing around with his heartbeat and his couldn't articulate the way he wanted.
"But we are inside... the van." Nan says with a snicker as he starts to massage Nagi's thighs. Running his hands up and down the muscle... completely ignoring the erection in front of him...
"Ah! Inside... me!"
Settling between the telekinetic's legs, Nan can't help but smirk. "So... you want the van inside you? that would hurt an awful lot Nagi-love... and Watari would be very upset..."
"Nan! I want YOU inside ME! I want that lovely cock of yours!" His eyes were nearly black with arousal, but the slivers of mismatched blue gleamed in the faint light.
A kiss is first placed on the right thigh... then on the left. "Really..."
The tormented shinigami moans. "yes... really..."
Sticking out his tongue, Nanjiro draws a delicate line around the tensed opening. /not happening... not yet sexy.../
"Aaaaaah... Naaaaaan... gods!" His legs part farther, granting the telepath more access.
Listening to his lover's sweet cries, Nanjiro continues to drive the telekinetic insane with his tongue... bathing his entrance thorougly before pushing past the ring of muscle with his tongue. Nagi groans loudly. He reaches up over his head to grip the top of the sleeping bag, back arching. His erection was fully hard and weeping. Pulling back, the lube is finally located... and a generous amount is spread around on those talented fingers before the first digit invades the brunette's body. "Tell me how good it feels..."
"aaaah... oooh... so good..." Nagi relaxed slightly, now that something was sliding in and out. A delicate flush was staining his skin and he smiled slightly at Nan. "That's nice..."
Inserting a second finger, the telepath begins to scissor them back and forth... "better?"
"Oh yes... much better..." The telekinetic rolls his hips slightly with the movement.
One digit is removed, "Or is it better like this?"
"Nooo... no.. more!" 1
"Oh... you want me to stop? Okay..." with that, the last digit is removed as Nanjiro moves back into a kneeling position... stroking his own arousal.
Blue eyes flew open looking at the telepath incredulously. "NANJIRO!"
Pressing the head of his shaft against the wet entrance he looks down at Nagi, "You bellowed?"
"please?" He looks at his lover, a combination of need and love and oddly enough a little fragileness in his eyes. No words are wasted as the blue haired shinigami pushes into his lover... and begins to fuck him in earnest... the teasing and torment having also served to stretch out his passion as well... Nagi's arms reach up to hold him, one leg wrapping around his hips. When Nan is close enough, the brunette starts to kiss him hungrily.
It barely registers in Nanjiro's ears as the van around them starts to shake and squeak more audibly with their play. Kissing the brunnete back, he covers every inch of that delectable mouth... moaning as he does so.
The telekinetic starts to moan loudly, calling his name frequently when their mouths were not occupied. They had discovered that as quiet as Nagi was, he couldn't restrain himself when they were intimate. 2
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An odd look is given by Goku to the shaking van. "Are they alright in there?"
Schuldig looked over. "Ah... yeah... they're fine, you know, you guys are free to take the other half of the tent... the thing is big enough to sleep an army." He headed for the canvas doorway, taking off his shoes under the shelter of the rain tarp. "Oh... and I wouldn't recommend going near the van, they'll probably be at it for a while." He disappeared into the tent. 3
What the red head didn't notice was the small dragon that darted into the tent before him... Sitting on one of the large down sleeping bags is Watari, trying to get the seals put firmly back in place. Opening his eyes, the blonde looks up at the german as he enters... "Are they any better?"
"Sorry beautiful... no change. This isn't going to be easy to hide, is it?"
"I suppose that it's going to be more difficult than I originally believed."
Skirting around the edge of the tent's enclosure unseen by the current occupants, Hakuryuu finds a nice place to curl up just out of sight.
Schu sat on the 'bed' beside Watari. "I should mention again, it was a good idea to soundproof the van... Too bad the rocking gives them away." He chuckled. "Poor Nagi... Nan's really doing it to him tonight."
A good natured chuckle can be heard from the blond as well. "That means I just have to work on a way to make that aspect less obvious... you know, the tent is also soundproofed..."
"Oh?" A mischievious light glinted in his eyes. "Is it now... shall we test it out? For quality control purposes of course..."
"If it's for quality control purposes then... I suppose that it's alright." Leaning forward the scientist places an almost hesitant kiss on those satin lips. The redhead threaded his fingers through the long blond hair, pulling the shinigami closer to him. He deepened the kiss, easing them both to lay down. 4
"mmm... this is a nice view..." he murmurs while starting to play with the buttons on Schuldig's shirt.
"Is it now? I would think it would be nicer with the clothes off..." He winked.
"If you say so..." Reaching up, Watari starts to remove Schu's shirt...
"Oh yes... I DO say so." Grinning, he started to return the favor. In a few moments the two shinigami are fully divested of their clothes... "Now... to test the softness of the bed while being thoroughly screwed out of your mind..." Schuldich smirked.
"Just the thought of that is making me hard..."
"Is it? Why... yes it is... I suppose I should do something about that. What do you think?"
"I think you should..." Watari replies as he spreads himself across the sleepingbag, "all in the name of science, of course."
"Of course." Schu carefully knelt between the blonde's legs, then lowered himself to nuzzle the erect shaft. "What do you think I should do? You being the scientist and all."
"Aah!" Watari gasps, "that seems like a good start to me..."
"But what should I do now?" He nuzzled the other side... then lay a soft kiss on the juncture of leg and torso.
"Aaah... not... torture me?"
"Fair enough." He slipped his mouth over the hard shaft right in front of him. /like this/
/hei.../
He focused most of his attention to giving the blond the best blowjob... since the last one had had done. Schu had spent several years making this into an art form... he was rather proud of his skill. Watari felt like he'd died again and this time gone to heaven, if such a place existed that is, as Schuldig worked his talented mouth around his shaft. "AAaah... Schu!"
/yeeeees/ He didn't pause, in fact... one hand dipped down to massage the twin spheres hanging below.
Moaning the blonde let himself collapse back onto the sleepingbags beneath him... his body twisting and squirming in pure pleasure as Schuldig continues to shove any coherent thought from his mind. "Aah.."
/choice time... do I suck your brains out? Or do you want me to screw you into the 'bed'/
/screw me... into the bed... i want to feel you inside me.../ he gasps... his back arching.
/very well... did you remember to unpack the lube/
It takes a moment for the question to sink in through the layers of pleasure... and for Watari to come up with a coherent answer. /left... outside... aaah... pocket... on my bag.../ Knowing it was absolutely evil... Schuldich none-the-less abandoned Watari completely to fumble for the lubricant.
As Schuldig leaves his blonde whimpering from the lack of attention to his organ. The impulse runs past Watari's mind to simply reach down and finish the job himself... but doesn't knowing that when his lover returns his frustrations will hopefully be brought to an end. Slicking a couple fingers... Schu returns and slides those digits over the blonde's entrance. Carefully he slips a single finger inside. Having died practically a virgin... Watari always healed to a near virginal state... which meant extra care needed to be given... in spite of the blonde's lack of concern in that area.
Squirming Watari spreads his legs wider giving Schuldig better access. Panting, the blonde reminds himself not to dig his hands into the bedding... it would be rather ackward trying to get it repaired out here...
"Just be patient... a couple minutes..." the redhead murmured soothingly.
"I'd... aaah... like to...mmmmph! see you... ... couple of minutes... aaAAaah... from this end...mygod..."
"Hmmm... that's an idea... maybe tomorrow night..." Deciding that the blond had suffered enough, he removed his hand and quickly slicked his own shaft. /Ask me for it, Beautiful./
Watari gazes at Schuldig with those odd slitted eyes and smiles, "I'm asking for it..."
He cups the scientist's face tenderly, while positioning himself with his other hand. /relax.../
"consider me relaxed... sexy..."
"Alright then..." He started to move forward, slipping into the body of his beloved.
So intent are the two that they don't hear the sound of the zipper being undone... or see Hakkai's head pop in as he searches for Hakuryuu.
"AAaah..."
"you feel so good..." Schu pauses once he's all the way in... then withdraws slightly before entering again. Hazel eyes that had closed as Schuldig had begun to penetrate the blonde, blink open... and blue eyes regard the youkai as he stands in shock.
Feeling the shift in his lover's thoughts... the redhead pauses and looks around. "Oops."
"Gomen... I was trying to find Hakuryuu..." Hakkai stammers as a blush spreads across his cheeks... almost as deep as Watari's full body flush. A second look at the blonde registers the fact that whatever is staring back at him isn't the person that he met on the road the other day.
When Watari leans forward and begins nuzzling his neck, it makes the german wonder whose action that was... Watari, or his little friend?
"Umm... no... problem... ah..." Schu fumbled for something to say, meanwhile he could 'feel' Watari's 'friend' getting more insistant. 'IT' wanted him... and wanted him NOW!
Blue shifts forcefully back to hazel... and Watari's cheeks turn bright pink as he wraps his arms around Schuldig trying to duck into the larger man's embrace to hide... eyes wide in embarasment. "Schu?"
"Yes love..." He looked around... and saw a bit of white in the corner. "Would THAT be your dragon?"
Nodding, Hakkai kneels and calls the dragon over to him... reluctantly Hakuryuu lifts its head and glides over to it's companion... completely oblivious to the two men that had been so intent upon each other. Schu got close enough to whisper in Watari's ear. "next time... we search the room for vermin first..."
Long legs are wrapped even tighter around Schuldig as the zipper is pulled shut once more. Poking his nose into Schu's neck, Watari starts to laugh out of nervousness... his entire body tense.
The German joins him, then gives a little wiggle of his hips. "Hey... you still interested?"
Still giggling, the blonde nods his head... "hei hei..."
"Oh good... I hoped you would say that."
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"It was really lucky that we met those guys, ne Sanzo?" Goku asks as he starts spreading a set of the extra bedding on the ground in the side of the tent that they were sharing... the other half of the large tent having been zipped up tight for the night.
"Hnn." The priest checked his gun... clicked on the safety, and laid down. "Go to sleep."
Gojyo looks over at Hakkai who was still somewhat red in the face, "Oy, glad to see that you found the animal..."
"Ah... yes... um... Hakuryuu had gone in the other side."
"And you caught them making out, didn't you?"
Hakkai's blush answered the question. He busied himself making up his sleeping area.
"You mean you really did?" Goyjo manages to sputter...
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The van has been shaking and creaking the entire morning... eventually it slows down and finally stops. Moments later the side door slides open partway and Nanjiro hops out, dressed for his morning jog. Leaning back in, he gives Nagi a kiss on the cheek, "See ya later love..."
A weak and shaky "hai" is the only response as the door slides back into place.
"Ohayo minna!"
Schu looks up from his coffee and smirks widely. "I thought you already had your workout for the morning?"
"Workout for the morning?" Najiro asks quixically, "oh... nah, that was a carry-over from last night."
"Did you manage to completely remove his brains... or do you think we'll see him for breakfast today?" 5
"He might be recuperated enough for lunch..." Nanjiro says as he jogs off in the direction of the town. "I'll be back after my jog!"
Watari shakes his head and runs his fingers absentmindedly through Schuldig's hair before taking the finished breakfast plate from his lover. "Sometimes I feel sorry for Nagi... Nanjiro is always wired."
"And Nagi is exhausted... I think it has to do with the fact that Nan likes torturing Nags. I still say you should have installed video cameras..."
"Give them their privacy..." the blonde admonished gently.
"But think of the money we could have made. Selling or blackmail... we could have funded your lab experiments for years."
Kissing Schuldig's forehead, the blonde moves away... "I'm going to the river to finish cleaning up the plates..."
"Okay... I'll start getting things packed up so we can get moving."
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At the water's edge, the blonde can see Hakkai... Hakuryuu on the other hand is happily splashing in the cool clear water. "Ohayo Cho-san."
"Oh... Ohayo gozaimasu. Did you sleep well?"
"Hei, very well... you?"
"Well enough. Anou... I'm so sorry... about last night."
Sitting down near the water, Watari begins to wash the dishes. "It's alright... You didn't do that intentionally."
"True enough. You appeared to be... enjoying yourself." The brunette was blushing slightly. He took some of the dishes and started to wash them.
He can't help but smile. "Hei... I was... then again, it's impossible not to enjoy yourself when it comes to Schu..." A bright blush crosses the blonde's features when he realizes what he just said.
"That's good. It's important to be with the ones you love. You do love each other?"
"Hei... very much so."
"That's wonderful. And the other two? They seem to have a very... ah... healthy love life."
Watari snickers, "they do... though sometimes I feel sorry for Nagi. Nan-kun is always so full of energy. He just never stops."
Hakkai laughed. "Sounds a lot like Goku... for all he complains that he is hungry all the time, he always seems to have plenty of energy."
"So, what about you?" Watari inquires as he inspects one of the plates before looking back at the brunette, odd golden eyes blinking behind spectecles.
"Me? I'm afraid that except for Hakuryuu, I'm alone in the world. Barring my travelling companions."
"That's a shame... It's hard to believe that you really don't have anyone... "
"I did..." He looked across the river, not really seeing what was there.
"If you don't want to talk about it... I understand..."
Hakkai smiled sadly. "It no longer matters." On hand pressed lightly against his abdomen.
What the blonde was going to say next is interrupted as three men step into sight on the other side of the river. Looking up, hazel eyes widen slightly as he recognizes one of the men. "Mekago..."
"So nice to see that you remembered me, my pretty little doll... "
Hakkai looked from the man to Watari. "Problem?"
"Are you kidding?" Mekago says cheerfully. "I thought that I'd ever have the pleasure of running across Yutaka-chan again... "
Pupils in hazel eyes are no more than a slight sliver as the blonde trembles slightly... frozen in place.
"Watari? Why don't you head back..." Hakkai got the feeling this wasn't good. Hakuryuu took off from his shoulder, winging back towards the camp. Hopefully help would soon be coming... Hazel switches to blue, still focused on the man across the river. Hakkai never saw the movement., but it only takes the span of two seconds for the man called Mekago to appear next to Watari... one hand on the small of the blonde's back.
Eyes widen impossibly as the smaller of the two starts to twist out of the touch... one hand coming up to strike at Mekago. It's frustrating to see how easily the blow is evaded and caught. Watari struggles as he is pulled forward and caught in an aggressive kiss.
Finally he is able to get his hands free and shoves with all his strength at his attacker... sending the two of them hurtling in opposite directions. He tries to stay aloft as he is thrown across the water... but through the confusion, he lands in the middle of the river with his assailent's laughter ringing in his ears.
A chi-blast struck the man in the chest, sending him back farther. Hakkai had an apologetic smile on his face. "It really would be better if you just left."
Mekago smiles at Watari, who was just now pulling himself from the water... "Oy, Beautiful... we're all here... just waiting for you. It'll be fun to play with you again." With that said, the man disappears along with his co-horts.
The brunette offered a hand to the blond. "That was... interesting."
The blonde accepts the hand offered to him with a slight nod... eyes that had previously been light blue, were now indigo... the only white visible in those eyes being the slit pupil.
"Oh my... your eyes..."
"My eyes?"
"They are... different... like youkai's eyes..."6
"Sorry... about that..." Watari comments as he finishes getting out of the river with Hakkai's help.
"Is something wrong?" The man seemed genuinely concerned.
Letting himself drop to the dry ground, the blonde looks up at the other, "wrong? which something would that be?"
"Ah... I'll finish gathering the dishes... you just rest and we'll head back together, if Hakuryuu doesn't bring the others back."
"He'll be back..."
"We're going..." Hakkai offered a hand to Watari, the basket with the dishes in the other. "Come on."
The two are almost halfway back to the campsite when Schuldig comes crashing through the brush. Eyes, which have finally returned to their original hazel, look up at the German. Watari tries to stop the tears from coming... but they don't listen to him. "Schuschu... it was Val..."
"WHAT!" Anger and fear flash across the redhead's face. He gathers Watari into his arms. "Come on... it's okay... I'm here."
Leaning his head against Schu's shoulder, Watari hiccups. "He said that they... were waiting for me..."
"Sssssshhh... come on... it's quiet back at the camp. Nagi's sleeping and the others are gone... come on." He nods his thanks to Hakkai and they start to guide the blond back.
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In town, Najiro tilts his head as he reads the situation. Damn, of all the fucking horrible luck... Watari had to meet with that prick. At least there was someone with him at the time. Just wish that they would have had more time here... but at least he managed to catch up with the lost soul that was hiding in this town.
Out of the corner of his eye he notices one very distinct blonde. "Yo Sanzo... get everything that you needed?"
The priest looks over at him, ignoring Goku's pleading for a meat bun. "Hnn."
"You know, it wouldn't kill you to talk more..." the teen says with a smile.
"It's a waste of time... and breath." He tilted his head toward his companion.
"Speaking of time... something really unnerved Watari a bit ago... so, it might be best if we got moving."
"We're heading back anyways." Sanzo was watching him with sharp eyes as they headed down the street.
"Quit looking at me like that..."
"There's something you're not saying..."
Nanjiro looks up at the Priest. "There's a lot of things that I don't say..."
"Hnnn... so how do you know what's going on?" He pulled out one of his new packs of cigarettes and shook one out.
Mismatched green eyes blink, something about them gives the impression that no matter what the form looks like, this isn't just an 18 yr old kid. "It's just one of my cute little tricks."
"Ne... Nanjiro... what other tricks can you do!" Without changing expression... Sanzo wacked Goku over the head with a paper fan. "ITAI! SAAANZO!"
Nan gives Goku a smirk... and pulls a small square of paper from his waistpack. Not a step is missed as they continue walking along and the teen slips into the monkey's mind for a split second... ghosting around and latching onto a memory. Folding the paper correctly is one thing, but folding the magic to give it a specific appearance is another thing entirely. Not that his superiors would be happy with him playing around like this... but what the hell.
Throwing the paper crane into the air, it changes into the likenes of the small bird that visited Goku in the cave. It flutters around a little and finally lands on the crowned boy's finger.
"That's another of my tricks..." Nan says nonchalantly.
The boy is overjoyed, walking very carefully and stroking the soft feathers of the bird's back. "Sanzo... look..."
"I see... interesting trick." The man blew out a puff of smoke.
Nanjiro wouldn't have been able to explain why he turned around when he did... but the instant he does so, he wishes that he hadn't. Standing in the middle of the street is Aiko, a dark welt on her cheek making her look at the more delicate. Up and down her thin arms welts can be seen... The pattern one the young shinigami remembers so well as having been made by a belt... their father's to be precise.
"Tousan wants to see you oniisan..." A hand is raised, beckonning Nanjiro to her.
"Aiko-chan..."
Sanzo looked from her to Nanjiro. "What are you going to do?" He murmured quietly.
"Aiko-chan... you need to go where you belong... this plane of existance isn't it." Nan tells her...
A flick of her wrist and the teen is thrown spiraling into the air... being twisted and turned enough that he can't get his bearings. Another flick and he is ground into the dirt. "We have to respect our elders niisan. He's already upset..."
"Nyoibo!" Goku stepped in front of Nanjiro, brandishing his staff. "What's up with you?" Sanzo was watching, hands in his volumous sleeves.
Shakily Nanjiro pulls himself back to his feet... the cuts and bruises already healing. "Goku... don't touch my imouto..." The words are barely past his lips when Nanjiro is slammed into the building behind them...
The boy turns and looks at him... then Sanzo. "What's happening?"
The priest had his gun out and pointed at the girl. "Stop!"
"But tousan wants to have a talk with Nanjiro..." Aiko informs Sanzo. "But he doesn't want to come with me..."
"Do you think throwing him around will make him want to go?"
"She's scared of me..." Nanjiro calmly states as he steps forward. "Aiko... you know me."
"I'M NOT SCARED OF YOU!"
Sanzo narrowed his eyes. "Goku..." When the boy looked at him, he jerked his head toward the camp. Goku nodded and took off, going to get whoever was available...
"I was only five years old," she cries... grabbing him in her powers once more. "HOW IN THE HELL WAS I SUPPOSED TO COMPETE WITH YOU!" Nanjiro is thrown up in the air again and brought crashing down, only to be dragged across the ground to demolish a building. "You were his perfect son..."
Sanzo fired a warning shot into the ground near the girl's feet... hoping to distract her.
Only to see the bullet riccochet some two feet infront of her.
Before Nanjiro can be used to demolish yet another building, he shimmers out of sight.
Aiko takes a few hesitant steps forward. "Oniisan? Doko desu ka?"
Sanzo backed up a bit... gun still trained on the girl. Where was Goku with some more help?
When the girl's shields are down, the blue haried boy steps up behind his sister... and plants a fuda on her back. Shrieking she turns and tries to send him flying again... only to see much to her dismay that he stays exactly where he is.
Sanzo is impressed, he hasn't seen such accomplished fuda magic since encountering his former friend.
Nanjiro is about to hit the girl with a second fuda when it seems her turn to spirit away. "Figured that she'd would do that... Aiko was never known for being able to stand long in a fair fight."
Sanzo stepped away from the wall he had been close to, avoiding the potential of anyone sneaking up on his back. "How did she disappear? Is she youkai? A goddess?"
Nanjiro turns towards the Priest. "Neither... and I was really hoping that she wouldn't have figured out how to pull that stunt..." he says with a wearied sigh.
"Nanjiro!" Nagi came running up the street barefoot, shirt unbuttoned and fluttering behind him, hair still sleep-mussed. Goku and Hakkai were fast on his heels.
"Hey guys... she's gone... disappeared into thin air, hasta la vista baby, sayonara, ciao... gone." Nan beams at them.
The telekinetic threw his arms around the blue-haired shinigami when he reached him. "Oh Nan... Goku was saying something about a girl attacking you, and calling you her brother, and that you were getting tossed around but no one was even touching you..."
"Yeah... that was Aiko-chan that was attacking me... and I've got another little bit of interesting news too..."
"Aiko-chan? But... why? What news?" Nagi pulled back a bit to be able to look into his eyes... and noticed the healing scuffs and dirt marks.
Nanjiro holds up two fingers. "First... I could hold a really whacked family reunion since my dad is also around somewhere... and second, the perps involved in Watari's little accident so long ago are also around somewhere." Several locks of blue hair are tucked behind an ear. "By the way... my imouto, she's a TK." 7
"Your father! And she's TK as well?" Nagi started to steer Nanjiro back toward camp. "I know about Watari's attackers, they ambused him and Hakkai by the river. They were just getting back when Goku ran up."
Letting himself be steered Nanjiro puts the unused fuda back into his waistpack, "I was about to get her with the second fuda when she went poof..."
Nagi started to use the tail of his unbuttoned shirt to wipe the dirt from his lover's face. "Are those the fuda you slapped on Prodigy and myself?"
"That was the first fuda that I hit her with..." Nan replies with a laugh, "think I'm stupid enough to ty to go head to head against someone that I can't read?"
"You can't read her? I just figured you didn't want to get slammed into the ground again. Ick... you're going to have to wash your hair before bed tonight. There is no way THAT much dust is going in a bed with me..."
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Sitting next to Kougaiji in the shade of a tree, Tenkou watches Lirin play... Lifting her head, she follows the girl with those sharp eyes. A small puff of steam is released to let the youkai know of her boredom.
"What's wrong, Hana? Do you want to go play with Lirin?"
Shaking herself, Tenkou... or 'Hana' as her new friends have started calling her, scratches at the collar that Nii put on her to ensure that she remain in dragon form.
"Is that itching?" He tried adjusting it... seeking the flaking skin of whatever it was that was irritating her. As soon as the youkai's hands are on the collar, the small dragon tries to get it to slip off... "No no, can't let you free, Hana. You'll just have to deal with the collar." He made sure it was secure.
"grrr..."
Kou sighed... this dragon was so difficult. Maybe it was because she's female...
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After everything has settled a little, and the two ruffled shinigami are back to a relative normal state, Nanjiro looks over at Sanzo who's had one question pop up several times in his mind. "So what's the big deal with me using fuda magic?"
One eyebrow rose. "It's not common around here. An old friend of mine used it... before he was consumed by it."
"Depends on what kind of base you start out on... the ones that I use are normally to seal. But I know others that are better and can set a fuda in the blink of an eye."
"He used a forbidden seal... and paid the price for it."
Nanjiro shrugs, "I don't think that I've ever come across a forbidden seal yet... "
Hakkai shook his head. "It wasn't pretty... and the guy tried to kill Sanzo on top of it."
"I can imagine... it must have been horrible, especially when Goku broke his seal afterwards." Nan says, reacting more to the memories of the incident floating around the moving van than the actual words being spoken.
Nagi elbowed him. "Nan... you're 'reading' again..."
Mismatched green eyes widen as he looks at the other occupants gazes. "Sorry 'bout that..." he stammers.
Hakkai was looking at him with interest. "I think there is something you should tell us..." He concentrated very hard on Kanon... and that horrible night in the rain.
The teen flinches slightly. That kind of memory was not something that normally popped up out of the blue. "Stop it..."
"Stop what?" The one green eye was impassive, the other hidden by glass.
Nanjiro turns to the window and starts watching the scenery passby. "Screaming your memories at me..."
Hakkai let go of the thoughts, nodding his head as if the blue-haired man's words confirmed his suspicions. "You sense thoughts..."
"Something like that..."
Nagi laced his fingers through Nan's. /You okay/
/Yeah. But you reeeeeally don't want to know what Cho-san's been through./ Nan thinks back at his lover, "A person that can sense thoughts only gets a vague impression of what the other is thinking... what I do is a little different."
Hakkai tilted his head, absently stroking Hakuryuu. "How so? I manipulate chi so this is very interesting to me."
Suddenly Nanjiro's memory of looking over the exam results list pops up in Hakkai's mind... Looking past all the names till finding his in first place and everyone congratulating him, with some complaining that he always scores the highest on all the tests. A sigh of relief is exhaled when he does see his name sitting at the top, in black ink...
"ah... so you can share as well. I imagine that can be quite useful."
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1
nan: oh... you want me to stop?
nagi: death glare
2
nan: -after they've finished screwing around- hey... one of the windows was
open... i guess that they heard everything...
nagi: -dies a second time- (and maybe a few more times)
3
hakkai: -goes into tent to thank wat and schu for being so hospitable-
wat: -lying on sleeping bag being frustrated by schu- whimper
hakkai: -blush- so sorry. -ducking back out-
kiki: -shoves hakkai back in-
4
wat: -turns into hypbrid, flips out and flies off-
schu: damn... i hate it when that happens...
5
sanzo: don't these people ever stop having sex?
gojyo: apparently not... i need to get in on this...
6
hakkai: OMG... he's going Goku!
7
hakkai+sanzo: TK?
goku: food?