To LN Tora, No! Don't stop! Keep on pestering me! I want it all! ^_^ Sorry for the errors though. I'm trying to reduce them in every chapter I wrote. English is not my first language. (heh…heh…). Anyway, glad to know you are still enjoying my story and I LOVE Gojyo! Yay!
All right! I admit, I just love to torture Gojyo! ^o^! So, this chapter is going to be full of angst and rape scene. Well, not entirely though… (disappointment…) I still don't want to change my PG-13 to R. Not just yet, anyway… ^_^
Disclaimer: I do not own Saiyuki. Never did and never will. ( -_- )
A Curse of Taboo Child
Chapter 4: Fire and Lust
"Are you finished with him, Zean?" Kenshin asked impatiently. How much blood does he need, anyway? It's taking too bloody long!
Kenshin looked down at the mercifully still unconscious Gojyo with transparent tubes attached to both his wrist, sucking his blood and watched his color started to grew paler. Damn it! There was no way he was going to let Zean killed this stunning half-breed before he had his chance to play with him. The redhead had insulted him before and Kenshin had no intention to forget all the promises he had made earlier!
Zean refused to answer him. In fact, he was still bristling at Kenshin's obvious lust to this fucking half-breed. Anger ruled his head and every inch of his body insisted him to keep on the blood-sucking process until the only thing that was red was his hair and eyes! All these years of teasing this daft and idiot demon, I didn't even succeed to make Kenshin smiled at me. And this … this bloody half-breed bastard only took a day and a whole lot of curses to drive that kind of lust out of Kenshin! Damn him! The realization only pissed Zean off even more.
Kenshin knew Zean had no intention to stop and it was his turn to be angry. "What the hell do you think you are doing, Zean?!" he snapped and when Zean continued to ignore him, he grabbed Zean's wrists and forced him to face him. "I ask you, again. What the hell do you think you are doing?!"
"What do you think I'm doing?!" Zean snarled and his black eyes blazed. "I'm sucking this bastard dried! That is our main purpose for bringing him here or are you so consumed with your fucking lust that you've forgotten about it already?!"
Kenshin narrowed his lavender eyes. Zean had never swore this much before… Could he be jealous of his lust for the redhead? Kenshin had not spent years with Zean not without noticing that Zean lusted for him. But like he gave a damn! Right now, his body was screaming for Gojyo, not him and if this annoying demon couldn't deal with that, damn him to hell! Either way, Gojyo will be his. "No, I didn't! That's why I bring him here alive. You told me you wanted the blood supply to be unlimited. And now you want to kill him?!"
Zean was momentarily speechless. He was so deep in his own jealousy and hatred that he had completely forgotten about that. But then, if he had known Kenshin would lusted for the redhead, he would have gladly killed him as soon as he suck his blood and found another damned taboo child with less good looking and less sexy. But he couldn't take back his words. "Are you reminding me because for the sake of our plan or because you want to save him?"
"What's the difference? We both want him even in different perspectives ways." Kenshin shrugged. "You want his blood and I want his body. Killing him would not satisfy any of our wants."
Zean couldn't believe it. Kenshin had said it straight to his face that he lusted the half-breed. After all this years, Zean didn't believe that Kenshin didn't have any notion of his attraction to the raven-haired demon. He had been so damned obvious in his hints! "Killing him will totally satisfy me, Kenshin. Even if you don't," Zean sneered.
Kenshin's eyes went hard. "And fucking him will totally satisfy me and not even you can do that!"
Kenshin's words were like a blow in Zean's guts. So, he does know about my attraction to him. And he dismissed it like some disturbing fly… Kenshin had plainly told him that he wasn't as appealing as the bloody half-breed. And that was not only insulting but distressing too! Who the hell he thinks he was?!
"Do you think I care about your fucking life?! About who turn you on the most?!" Zean snorted rudely but slowly backed away. Kenshin was too strong for him. That was why he preferred to stay behind and let Kenshin do all the fighting and killing. "If you want to screw him senseless, making him screamed even louder than before, be my bloody guest!" With that Zean roughly pulled the tubes from Gojyo wrist, ignoring the gaping gashes and walked away.
He was having a nightmare. He knew it… He hoped he was. But when Gojyo opened his eyes again, feeling the pain on his wrists, strangely weak and tired and so damned thirsty, he knew that the nightmare was no dream at all. He was laying on the bed, wearing the same clothes he wore before he lost his consciousness.
Where in the living hell was he, he didn't know. Shit… he had never felt this awful before. It felt like everything had been ruthlessly robbed from him. His energy… his pride… his hope… When he raised his hand to rub his throbbing head, he realized someone had bound both of his wrists to stop the bleeding and Gojyo smiled ironically. First, you sucked my blood dried and now you're busy saving my life? How stupid can you be?
Gojyo tried to sit up but found out that he had lost so much blood that his head started to spin sickeningly and so, he forced himself to lie down and stay still. Damn it! Just when he thought things couldn't be worse! If before he couldn't move because his hands were shackled to the wall, now even without the shackles, he still couldn't move. How much did they take his fucking blood anyway? A whole barrel? It was lucky for him that he didn't die! Did Zean stop because something happened? Or had someone stopped him?
"Ah… I see that you've awakened, Gojyo,"
Gojyo silent groaned. He should have known that this horny demon would be one to save him. He lusted for him. Hell! Even a blind one could see that! All those freaky smiles, sick touches and the disgusting way he said his name… Then a thought stuck him. If Kenshin wanted to screw him right now, there was no fucking way he could protect himself. He couldn't even sit up, damn it! Instantly, Gojyo's red eyes looked warily at Kenshin, who was leaning against the doorframe.
"What were you thinking?" Kenshin asked as he pushed himself away from the doorframe and walked towards Gojyo. Gojyo tensed even more. "It is about me and all the thing I will do you?"
"No, I didn't! If you wanted to know, answer my question," Gojyo said instead, refusing to show Kenshin his anxiety over the things to come. He hated the way Kenshin always correctly read his mind. Was he that damned transparent?! "How did you fake my death?"
"Is that what's bothering you, Gojyo?" Kenshin smiled and sat on the chair near the bed. "Well, I can't see the harm of telling you. After all, I don't want to fuck you with your mind full of unimportant things other than me."
Fuck you! Gojyo glared furiously. If you want to set me up as your bloody sex machine, don't expect me to come so willingly!
"I was supposed to kill you on the spot and took a pain of your blood. But Zean changed his plan last minute and sent a shape shifter." Kenshin stopped when he heard Gojyo almost inaudible sound of disbelief. "When you received that blow, you were not the only one who was surprised, Gojyo. I was too. Zean told me that instead of killing you and have only a pain of your blood, why not let you stay alive, so the blood supply will be unlimited. He deceived the shape shifter, ordering him to disguise himself as you and then killed him."
"A shape shifter, huh?" Gojyo crooked an ironic smile. With a body that looked like me, I doubt that even Hakkai would still believe I'm alive. To them, I'm as good as dead. They'll grieve, which I doubt Sanzo will, they'll bury the bloody faker and they'll continue their journey. And me? I'm going to be stuck here and being screwed by this demon for the rest of my life. What kind of life was that? He never thought that he would end up being someone's fucking sex slave! Didn't I tell you that life is always cruel to me?
"Didn't the shape shifter's power wore off when he dies?" Gojyo sneered. "What makes you think they didn't found out about the faker yet?"
"It takes two days or more for his power to wore off. Who would want to keep a rotting corpse more than a day? It smells, you know." Kenshin's smiles were getting irritating. Of course he knew that! He spent his whole life encountering and making corpses! If only he had another argument that could wipe the smirk off his face! But, he had nothing to argue about. All of Kenshin's words were true. He was undeniably damned!
"Just the way I imagine you would be, Gojyo," Kenshin grinned, totally aroused at the way Gojyo glared at him. "Angry as hell and weak as a kitten." He reached out for Gojyo and Gojyo pulled himself out of his reach. It took every ounce of his energy just to push himself backwards.
"Touch me and you are going to regret it," Gojyo threatened quietly. It was an empty threat. He knew it and Gojyo had this awful feeling that Kenshin knew it too.
The raven-haired demon smiled and leaned down so his lips grazed Gojyo's ears softly. Gojyo stiffened and hated his helplessness even more. "And what are you going to do?" He whispered. Gojyo felt his breath teased him and he shuddered. Whether it was from disgust or from anxiety, he didn't know. All he knew his head was spinning and wished this fucking demon would stop all those threats and get it over with.
"Scream on the top of lungs? Don't worry, by the time I'm finished with you, you will." Kenshin promised and Gojyo's anxiety increased.
Then, Kenshin grasped Gojyo's jaws hard, forcing the redhead to open his mouth to receive his ferocious mouth assault. A wave of disgust and nausea washed through Gojyo's body and he shuddered even more. Kenshin ruthlessly and repetitively plundered Gojyo's mouth with his tongue, oblivious to his gasping and wide-eye. I think I'm going to be sick… Gojyo thought when he felt Kenshin's tongue slithered inside his mouth. With no clothing on his body except for a pair of pants, he felt utterly exposed.
When Kenshin finally lifted his head and watched as Gojyo gasped for air, his arousal rose even higher. "I'd made a promise to myself that I shall kiss your insolent mouth and screw you until you're begging me to stop." All that Gojyo could do at that moment was to glare. "And you will beg, Gojyo, although I don't know whether it is for me to stop…or to do more…" His lavender eyes were burning into dark purple fire as they devoured Gojyo's face.
Beg? He actually thought he could make me beg? "You can go straight to hell!" he spat breathlessly. If he was breathless from the kiss before, now, he was breathless from the intense anger. "It took a whole lot more than a damned kiss to make me beg! Nothing that you do will make me utters even a fucking sound!"
Kenshin was vastly amused at his captive's anger and towering pride. How he loved this irritating half-breed! Fire and flame from inside to outside. Obviously his kiss wasn't ferocious enough. Or maybe Gojyo spoke the truth. Maybe it took more than just a kiss to stop his curses. Then, a smile appeared when a nasty thought crossed his mind.
"Nothing?" Kenshin challenged softly.
Gojyo eyed Kenshin nasty smile and heard the dare in his tone. I don't like this… But what the hell? This horny demon was going to fuck him hard sooner or later. The least he could do was keep his mouth shut and he will not let Kenshin had the satisfaction by hearing him making any sound. He could do that. Of course he could. "Absolutely nothing!" He said but deep inside, Gojyo felt his confident was slipping apart.
"We shall see about that, Gojyo…"
With that, Kenshin pinned Gojyo beneath him with such a force that staggered his fragile condition. Bloody hell… is he too damned strong or am I too damned weak from losing so much blood? With his hands held firmly onto Gojyo's wrists, Kenshin had rendered him completely defenseless and his lusty mouth roughly sought every sensitive part of Gojyo's body, biting them hard until Gojyo's body weakly writhed in pain. The scream was hovering on his lips but Gojyo stubbornly swallowed it down. Kenshin was raping everything away from him and he would be damned if he let Kenshin raped his scream as well!
Fight him, Gojyo! A voice screamed. I'm fighting him off, damn it! I'm fighting so damn hard … but I'm so tired… oh, bloody hell! Since when having sex can be so painful? Every part of him was on fire but not from the pleasure but from soreness and Gojyo knew why. He was so used to feel Hakkai's gentle hands on his body, to hear his soft and seductive voice encouraged him to do more, to see Hakkai's beautiful face flush with passion, to smell his sweet body odor and to taste his flesh. And now, his body was fiercely rejecting Kenshin's cruel bites and touches. His body couldn't recognize the demon that was mercilessly ravaging him. He couldn't feel pleasure anymore… just pain, pain and more pain. Shit…
Kenshin couldn't help himself. The feeling of Gojyo's slender body beneath him, writhing and trying futilely to push away the pressure he was putting on him, made him wildly aroused and he lost control of himself. Bloody hell… This half-breed got me so damn hot! He trailed his kisses and bites upward, over Gojyo's smooth and flat chest, to the curving of his slender neck and ended at Gojyo's ear, leaving red and swollen marks along the way .
When Kenshin's mouth bite Gojyo's ear, he realized he had not heard the redhead's scream yet. All that he managed was to make Gojyo writhed and struggled. "Scream, Gojyo," he whispered and started to piss off when Gojyo refused to do so. Damn it! This bloody redhead is so fucking stubborn! "Scream for me!"
"Go… To… Hell!" Gojyo hissed angrily through the pains.
"Fine!" Kenshin snarled and ripped Gojyo's pants off. "You asked for IT!"
In a laboratory, Zean gritted his teeth when he heard Gojyo's painful scream that was echoing through the dark hall. You're having a great time, aren't you Kenshin? Looking at the Gojyo's blood in a transparent container, Zean smirked. We shall see about that…
The forest was completely silent. Ever since murder had happened in this forest, the villager avoided it for the murderer was still on loose. Hakkai looked down the spot where they had found the shape shifter's body and gave up his thanks for a hundredth times for giving him a hope that Gojyo might still be alive. He would find him no matter. Gojyo… where ever you are, just hold on… just wait for me. I'm going to find you.
"There's nothing here that can lead us to Gojyo," Hakkai said to Sanzo with a quiet frustration.
"Ch… I don't expect us to find any," Sanzo said shortly.
Hakkai smiled at Sanzo's typical words and continued to search for anything that might lead them to anywhere. Come on, Gojyo, you must have left something for me to find. Help me!
"Sanzo! Hakkai! Look at what I've found!" Goku called and ran towards them with a crumpled paper in his waving hand.
"What's that?" Hakkai looked curiously at the paper.
"I don't know but it has Gojyo's name written all over it…"
Hakkai didn't wait for Goku to finish his words and instantly snatched the paper from him, leaving Goku's widened in surprise. Yes! Yes! It may be the letter that Gojyo received the other day! Giving the startled boy an apologetic glance, he said, "Sorry, Goku,"
"What does it say?" Sanzo asked.
Hakkai read the letter quickly and then a frown appeared. What in the world…? It didn't make any sense. Dokukogaji was kidnapped? The Dokukogaji?
"Come on, Hakkai," Sanzo asked impatiently. His hands were itching to shoot whoever it was for making them wasted so much time in this damned town. Then, when they finally found the stupid redhead, he would hit him for his carelessness! "What does it say?"
"It says here that 'Sha Gojyo, I have your brother under my captive. Come out alone tonight if you still want to see him alive. I shall come alone too.'." Hakkai looked up, puzzlement was written all over his face. "What do you think about that, Sanzo?"
"I think Gojyo had completely lost his mind if he went out alone and straight into the obvious trap." Sanzo silently cursed Gojyo. How reckless could the half-breed be?
"I think he knew that," Hakkai said quietly. "But it is his brother. I don't think he is willing to make any assumption and leave it like that." Then, his eyes looked at the letter again as waves of regret washed through him. "What I don't understand is, why did he think he had to go alone? He could have waked me up and as me to accompany him…" It's not like I'm going to say no anyway. He knows I'll do anything he ask me for…damn it… if only I wasn't so dead sleep that night. I would hear Gojyo walked out…
Then, an ironic smile appeared on Hakkai's face. How did he expect to hear when Gojyo walked out? Usually, Gojyo would always be in charge, always on top of him, always giving and giving and he one the other hands, would always be the one to take all the pleasure Gojyo gave him. His loving was always fierce and urgent. It was as if Gojyo didn't want him to please him in return. Hell… when Gojyo started the kissing and soft biting, Hakkai didn't want him to stop at all.
But that night, Gojyo purposely lingered, kissing him in places Gojyo had never touched before until he was thrashing with unbearable pleasure and begged for a release. And how Gojyo teased him more! When they were finally panting in pleasure for the amazing release, Gojyo would kiss him and repeated the whole process again. It was like their last loving. He was so worn out, feeling so blissfully tired and when he was asleep, not even an earthquake could wake him up.
Hakkai's body turned warm when he recalled the last night he had spent with Gojyo. Three days without Gojyo to warm his cold bed and to make him smile had been almost unbearable. Only a sheer of determination to find Gojyo keep him sane. The days were short and the nights were long. His body was screaming for Gojyo…
"Like I said, Gojyo was stupid if he went out alone that night. I'm sure whoever gave him this letter must have broken his promise and brought a companion with him," Sanzo said cynically, pulling Hakkai out from his thoughts. "All demons are damned treacherous. Their words are never considered as promises."
"So, Sanzo," Goku spoke up. "What are we going to do next?"
"What else?" Sanzo mocked as he glared at the west. "Kougaiji's subordinate is also mentioned in this letter. So, we are going to pay Kougaiji a little friendly visit."
All right! Chapter four is completed. And now… review…review… ^_^