To LN Tora, Thank you so much! In your last review, you were
asking about why Kenshin even bothered to show up after all. One reason.
Possessiveness! I hope this chapter clear up every question from the last
one. Gojyo is so prideful that I think to break our arrogant half-breed's
spirit is going to be very hard. But I still want to tell as calm as he
always look, he still struggling for sanity.
Gojyo: See, at least
someone is showing a sympathy for all the torture you've put me through.
And where the hell is the scene me with Hakkai that you've promised
me?!
ME: The scene? * Whispered softly and guiltily* Gojyo, you still
have several chapters to go before the scene arrive…
Gojyo: What?! I
have to do more of this bloody scene?!
ME: * Ran away as quickly as
possible *
To Caer Thanks! I glad you like it. ^_^
Gojyo: Look! Another
one who expresses sympathy. ME: * Shoving Gojyo aside * Oh, shut up!
To Blinkie , Thank you so much! I really appreciate all your
comments about improving my writing skill and really happy you like it!
Well, if Zean wasn't cruel, I couldn't call him bad guy, now could ? ^_~.
Sorry about the grammar though. I'm still struggling to perfect it. *
smiled sheepishly *
Gojyo: * groaning * Don't encourage her! Or she
will force me to do another torture scene.
ME: * Pushing Gojyo aside
and glared at him * Jealous? I'm not that mean! When I promise to write
the scene, I will!
To Ms. C , Thank you!! I don't know what should I write to bring
out Kougaiji's stubbornness and I'm glad you like it! I tried to keep the
animosity between Kougaiji's party and Sanzo's party as subtle as possible
because in the original story, they are! ^o^
I'm sorry for taking so long to update this story. The beginning of semester is always hectic and I couldn't even squeezed my time to write anything! Sorry if this chapter seems sloppy to you. I'm in hurry! ^_^
Disclaimer: I do not own Saiyuki. Never did and never will. ( -_- )
A Curse of Taboo Child
Chapter 6: A Change In Plan
A day earlier…
Gojyo was confused. In fact, he didn't know whether he should feel relief or suspicious. For the past two days, Kenshin hadn't touched him, Zean had let him to take a bath and provided him new clothes because his clothes had either been given to the shape shifter or been ripped off by Kenshin and both demons mysteriously out of his sight for most of the time. Hell! For a half-demon who had being tortured continuously from the moment he opened his eyes, the sudden changes of his treatments made Gojyo wary and it kind of scared the hell out of him.
Right now, he was sprawling on Kenshin's bed, his hands were chained to the headboard and bored to death. And Gojyo was totally uncomfortable with the clothes that were provided to him. The tight black and sleeveless leather shirt clung intimately to his body as if it was his second skin and its matching black jeans emphasized his long and slender legs. Such a dark color contrasted sharply with his now-pale face and brightly crimson hair, emphasizing the redhead's sensuality and sexiness. Every time Kenshin entered the room, the hungry look on the raven-haired demon was quite revolting and often brought a slight shudder to Gojyo's body. And the fact that Kenshin hadn't touched him for the past two days, which was the day he started to wear this tight clothes, was a total miracle.
How and when in the world did Kenshin put these clothes on, Gojyo didn't know. All he knew was that night, after Kenshin's fierce and painful bed play, his body finally gave up to the pains and slowly and mercifully succumbed to either slumber or unconsciousness. And the next thing he realized when he woke up was he was already considerably clean from the previous sex scents and clad in these clothes. Sometimes, Gojyo felt that Kenshin enjoyed his position, tied to bed and all, immensely and it was only a matter of time before the raven-haired demon couldn't control his arousal anymore and ripped the clothes off and repeated another painful round.
The hours went on slowly and the boredom that was consuming Gojyo was getting thicker and more annoying. With his hands were completely shackled to the bed, the half-demon couldn't do nothing except to stare the ceiling unblinkingly. Gojyo would give almost anything to know what were both demons up to nowadays. What are in the living hell both of them doing right now? Well, whatever it is that they had planned for me, just does it quickly. I'm half-dead with bore… Two days of idleness had given back Gojyo's arrogance and sarcasm.
It wasn't long after Gojyo thought that, he heard sound of footsteps were coming to the room where he lay. Gojyo's body was too accustomed with all the tortures Kenshin had forced upon him that he automatically tensed, his eyes went blank and cold and his breaths were reduced to shallow and almost undetectable. It was as if his body thought that the sound of footsteps was the first sign the tortures were about to begin. A warning to be prepared. You asked for it, Gojyo. He mocked himself. Why are you so tensed now? I think you afraid to Kenshin more than what you are willing to admit.
I'm not, damn it! Gojyo retorted back but his eyes roving with suspense at the door. I'm just readied myself for whatever plan those two bloody demons have it for me! Despite of all the excuses he told himself, he could feel his body frozen and trepidation squeezed his heart annoyingly. Damn it!
There, Kenshin appeared in the doorway and his lavender eyes darkened in obvious lust as they caressed Gojyo's slender body that was stretched sensually on the bed. He knew he had chosen well when he decided to adorn the black, tight attire on Gojyo the day he slept so exhaustedly that the crimson haired demon didn't even flinched a bit.
Kenshin liked the way the black leather and sleeveless top together with a pair of black jeans clad so intimately around Gojyo's body. In fact Kenshin liked everything about this half-breed that he almost regretted his decision on agreeing Zean's crazy plan. He had never lusted another as hot as he lusted Gojyo and the thought of losing him before Kenshin was through with him somehow angered him.
Gojyo wasn't aware how provocative he looked right now in that kind of position with those clothes. If he did, he would do everything he could to reduce the sensuality in his position. He hated the way Kenshin looked at him. It was so damned possessive and totally uncomfortable. When that look was upon him, Gojyo had a sudden urge to squirm. He, the most popular womanizer in his hometown where every single woman wanted him, was squirming with a mere lusty look from Kenshin. What the hell was going on?!
"Good morning, Gojyo," Kenshin warmly greeted the rigid crimson-haired demon as if he was greeting his willing lover after a stormy and passionate night. Gojyo just gave Kenshin a look that could freeze a soul despite of their color of fire. He had made a conclusion that if he provoked Kenshin with his sarcastic words, he might have drove out Kenshin's lust.
"Is that the way to greet me after all that I've done to make your stay here pleasant?" An intimate smile that made Gojyo's skin crawled decorated Kenshin's handsome face.
It only took two or three taunts to make the quick-tempered half-demon to open his mouth and flung out his usual sarcastic remarks. It was a habit and this time, it was a bad habit. "It would be more pleasant if you quit looking at me like I'm a damned stripper," Gojyo's tone was flat and almost expressionless but Kenshin could hear the mild sarcastic that Gojyo had tried so hard to hide. It maybe not as strong as the first time the pretty redhead was brought here but it was definitely an improvement from the last two days of silence and death-looking glares.
"But that's what you look like, Gojyo," Kenshin said as he reduced the space between them. He had enjoyed immensely the first time he took the maddening redhead to his bed for he still cursed and as hell. Now, even though he still couldn't breach Gojyo's unbreakable spirit, the half-breed had ceased his curses and sarcasm and decided to remain as cold and hard as ice. Where was the fun of screwing a very magnificent demon when all that he got was glares and silence?
"You're laying on the bed…" Kenshin arrived to the bed and looked down at his captive. "Your hands were chained…" He perched beside the angry demon. "And you are wearing those provocative leathers." His voice turned husky with arousal. "What else should you look like?"
At that, Gojyo's eyes blazed with anger. Gone was his resolution to keep quiet, all that Gojyo could think was replying those remarks. "It was you who put these bloody clothes on me, damn it!" Gojyo retorted. "So, who's the fucking stripper? Me or you?!" He was irritated as hell when he heard Kenshin laughed triumphantly for succeeding in drawing out the fire from him. To hell with this fucking demon! Am I that bloody amusing?!
"Why, Gojyo? You preferred to be naked rather than wearing these clothes?" A graceful hand slowly and suggestively caressed the half-breed's angry face. Gojyo's skin felt so smooth and so damned inviting that instantly, the arousal that Kenshin never intended to have rose persistently and lust was portrayed vividly in his lavender eyes.
Gojyo recognized the eyes and a shudder ran through his slender body. He knew he shouldn't have brought up the whole stripper thing. He knew he should have just glared and remained cool. He knew he shouldn't have looked at the horny demon at all! Damn me and my fucking sarcastic mouth!
"I haven't touched you in two days, Gojyo," Kenshin softly mused and his hand stroked the strands of molten fire, silently admiring the beauty of it. "I know I shouldn't but how can I resist when you are so damned addictive…?"
He knew he shouldn't answer to that provocation but to hell with it! Gojyo started to open his mouth to fling another insulting remark at the raven-haired demon's comment. Kenshin saw this and he couldn't resist himself from leaning down and covered the tempting mouth with his own.
So… Gojyo thought dejectedly. The torture begins all over again. As Kenshin's mouth ravaged his, Gojyo closed his eyes and different emotions ran through him. He was angry for igniting Kenshin's lust, frustrated for being so damned helpless against Kenshin's abusive sex styles and slightly scared because the nausea that was always attacking him whenever Kenshin forced himself on him was slowly being replaced by a sudden touch of passion.
Gojyo had been enduring endless rounds of torture for the last few days and he desperately tried to seek another way to atone the pains. And slowly his mind began to tell his body that every time Kenshin was on top of him, it wasn't Kenshin who was kissing him but it was the person who Gojyo wanted the most; Hakkai. He didn't know whether he had been longing for Hakkai so damned much to have his mind to think such thing or not. It was pathetic, of course but the continuous torture from Kenshin had forced Gojyo to seek pleasure some other way.
Kenshin drove his hands urgently and hungrily into each side of Gojyo's vivid headlock, forcing him to accept all his cruel offerings. The raven-haired demon licked and bit Gojyo's lips, plunging his tongue into the crimson-haired demon's mouth until his lips were swollen and bruised. It was starting to get painful but with Gojyo's eyes kept tightly closed, his mind slowly convinced his body that it was Hakkai who was kissing him and did all the things Kenshin did to him. Pain had become pleasure. Fire of passion consumed him as his body started to believe what his mind told him. The kiss… the caress… the weight… the hunger… All these were too overwhelming for Gojyo that when Kenshin's lips slid to his ear, nibbling and biting it, he turned his head away to give Kenshin more access for his neck as he slightly arched his body against Kenshin's. A careless and ecstasy sigh escaped him. "Hakkai…"
The name hit Kenshin like a lightning and he instantly lifted his lips an inch away from Gojyo's tantalizing flesh. Kenshin wasn't sure what he was hearing but he knew Gojyo was calling out somebody's name beside him. What was that again? Hakkai? Who in the fucking hell is that?! Instantly, his heart was boiled with a sudden rush of anger and unconsciously he increased the pressure of his body and his grasp on to the still ignorant redhead.
As Kenshin's grasps and weight started to get heavy, Gojyo realized that he had said Hakkai's name out loud. He silently cursed himself for being so careless and so absorbed in his own imaginary world. Gojyo watched Kenshin slowly moved away his head from his neck and Gojyo could see dark anger and possessiveness in Kenshin's lavender eyes. Warning bell started to ring insistently inside his head. Gojyo's eyes were wide as he tried not to show his anxiousness but he could feel his heart had almost stopped beating.
"Who did you just call out?" Kenshin asked quietly. For the first time in his long life, Kenshin tried to control his anger. But when he saw Gojyo being silent with his vivid eyes stared back at his lavender ones as if he didn't feel anything at all, Kenshin knew that all he wanted to now was to beat the hell out of him.
"I ask you again, Gojyo," Kenshin's tone was hard and determined. He would get the answer out of the bloody half-breed one way or another. "Who in the living hell is Hakkai?"
Gojyo still kept his eyes as empty as possible and his mouth as tight as possible. There was no way he was going to tell this son of a bitch who Hakkai's was and had the risk of losing Hakkai if Kenshin suddenly decided to finish off everything. Even though Hakkai thought he had died and had moved on, at least Gojyo knew Hakkai was still alive and he could still cling on the memories they had made to get through days like this.
"Is he your fucking lover?" Kenshin asked again and he was pissed as hell to see Gojyo remained silent. He knew he would not get the answer out of him unless he provoked the redhead. And he did. "If he was, he must be as inept as twelve-year-old boy. I only have to screw you once to know how tentative Hakkai was."
That's it! Gojyo thought furiously. "Whether he is my lover or not, it is totally not your damned business!" Gojyo snapped. He was totally aware of Kenshin's intention to provoke him but he couldn't take anymore of Kenshin's insult to Hakkai. If he wanted to screw him senseless, Gojyo didn't give a damn because he had no desire to double the raven-haired demon's pleasure by struggling but if Kenshin started to call Hakkai names, that, he had problem with. Damn it! Why the hell did he had to utter Hakkai's name?
Kenshin narrowed his eyes down to the defiant half-breed beneath him. He could see Gojyo was bristling when he insulted Hakkai, whoever he was, and Kenshin knew without a doubt that Hakkai meant so much to Gojyo. This made Kenshin so damn angry. Gojyo was his! Physically and emotionally his! Not a damned fucking nobody named Hakkai was going to change that. If he couldn't own this infuriatingly beautiful redhead, nobody could!
"Oh! But I do care and it is my business, Gojyo," Kenshin answered silkily and instantly Gojyo felt an aura of threat consumed him.
Sliding a possessive hand from Gojyo's hair to slowly his jaws, Kenshin intentionally increased his body pressure onto Gojyo's to pin him down. He, then, grasped roughly on Gojyo's jaws and forced him to meet directly his dark lavender eyes. "I don't like sharing your body, mind and emotion with somebody else, Gojyo," Kenshin said in a very hard and assertive tone, which Gojyo hated the most. In his life, Gojyo was always the one who was assertive, stubborn and sharp-tongue. But now, being the one under Kenshin's body, with his hands chained to the headboard, Gojyo felt so helpless. It was like he was slowly being stripped off everything that was him.
"Furthermore…" Kenshin continued, never taking his eyes off Gojyo's vibrant one. "I hate it when you call somebody's else name while I was fucking you. And I despise it when you are being so damn protective to that bloody Hakkai!"
Trying hard not to gasp from the intense weight and Kenshin's cruel grip upon his jaws, Gojyo refused to look away and tried his very damnest to remain as defiant and stubborn as he could be. Since he could hurt Kenshin physically, Gojyo unwisely decided to hurt the man on top of him verbally. "Go to hell! Your stupid fucking skills are nothing to compare with Hakkai's!" He snapped crudely. "I suggest you go and fuck somebody else to learn more before you've got me begging for more!"
Kenshin's dark eyes hardened into shards of violet ice at Gojyo's insults. He loved Gojyo's spirit but this time the bloody half-breed had gone too far. How dare he told him to learn more before he could fuck him! That was an offense that Kenshin couldn't just brush aside and laughed about it. He was angry that he couldn't see straight! Oh… you are really going to get it!
For a while, Gojyo felt a stab of intense satisfaction when he saw how his words hurt Kenshin, even thought he knew the price was going to be high…
"I think you are right," Kenshin sneered. "I ought to learn from Hakkai himself, don't you think so, Gojyo? Since you've been his fucking lover!" Instantly, a terrible cold shot through Gojyo's body. Kenshin could feel the slender body beneath him went taut and heard an almost inaudible soft gasp. It was Kenshin's turn to feel satisfy. Damn it, Gojyo! Gojyo berated himself for the who-knows-how-many times. Can't you just keep your mouth shut for once?!
"He has nothing to do with us!" Gojyo spat as his chest went up and down heavily, straining an unbearable anger. "Leave him out of this!"
Kenshin gritted his teeth when he realized Gojyo was protecting Hakkai again. To hell with Hakkai! He didn't have to take a look at Hakkai to know that he was one of Sanzo's party. Probably it was the man with beautiful face and green eyes. But no matter how beautiful Hakkai was, all he wanted was Gojyo. He wanted to make Gojyo exclusively his, with or without his consent. And obviously Hakkai was in his way to conquer Gojyo's will and mind.
Looking down at Gojyo, Kenshin silently contemplated the situation in his hand. All he knew that Gojyo would never forget Hakkai unless the man was out of the picture. But Kenshin realized that if he killed Hakkai himself, it would not make Gojyo yielded but only made the redhead harder and colder than ever. As much as he loved the fiery spirit of Gojyo's, sometimes it was the thing that annoyed him the most. So how…? How could he banish Hakkai from Gojyo's mind without making the latter's defiant and animosity towards him increased? …Gojyo had to be so deep in guilt… Guilt was the only thing that could break someone's spirit. He had to make Gojyo killed Hakkai himself. Kenshin decided. If Gojyo killed his own lover, he would be washed with unbearable guilt and grief. Then, Kenshin could break the half-breed's spirit easily.
Gojyo watched avidly at Kenshin angry-turned thoughtful expression and suddenly he had a very bad feeling about this. Gojyo didn't know what went through Kenshin's demented mind but he realized that he didn't want to know at all. Whatever was Kenshin thinking, Gojyo knew it would be full of violent stuff. Gojyo knew that if something bad happened to Hakkai, he got no one else to blame except himself. Days under Kenshin's cruel treatment, Gojyo realized that Kenshin was no ordinary overheated demon he used to encounter. Kenshin was exceptionally strong and if Hakkai faced him alone, Gojyo doubted Hakkai could win without hurting badly.
"Leave him…?" Kenshin repeated. "Why should I be bothered with him, Gojyo? I'm the one who was holding you right now, not him. It is me that is doing this to you…" With that, Kenshin lowered his mouth again down to Gojyo's. But this time, Gojyo, who was expecting another ferocious kiss, was surprised when Kenshin's lips touched softly his lips. Softly and sensually, Kenshin traced his tongue over Gojyo's lips and hungrily plunged it in Gojyo's mouth. The crimson-haired demon started to feel a slight trace of pleasure and he hated his body for it.
Kenshin could feel Gojyo's body reluctantly and gradually softened and relaxed. He smiled triumphantly as he continued to kiss the insolent mouth of the flame-haired demon. Then, he tore his mouth from Gojyo and smiled even more when he heard Gojyo's breathless gasps. He trailed his kisses and licked his way to Gojyo's ear. Kenshin nibbled softly on Gojyo's ear until he could feel the half-breed's body shuddered so slightly as if Gojyo was trying his damnest not to show how much Kenshin's touches affected him.
"I could see my fucking skills are improving, Gojyo… Why don't you just give in?" Kenshin whispered softly and Gojyo shuddered even more as the hot breath hit so damned sexily to his ear. It felt just like when Hakkai kissed his throat as he laughed and teased him about being in charged once in awhile. Or the time when Hakkai wrapped his arm around his chest from behind and softly nibbled his ear whenever they had a moment of time alone. Hakkai…I know I shouldn't think about you when it was Kenshin was the one who kiss me… I just couldn't help myself anymore… Gojyo's body no longer cared about whoever was pleasuring him as long as he could escape from the pain but Gojyo's mind and heart was carving greatly for Hakkai's touches.
"Gojyo…?" Kenshin lifted his head and saw Gojyo's ecstasy but yet dreamy expression and he knew instantly that his touches alone would never be able to win the unyielding half-demon. He knew he had to do what he had thought before- making Gojyo killed Hakkai with his own hands. If Gojyo had such a deep a feeling toward Hakkai, the guilt would also be deep. "I guess I have to pay Hakkai a little visit after all…" Kenshin said bitterly. He knew damn well that by doing that, he would blow off the deceit both of Zean and him had pulled off. This could ruin their entire plan. Oh, yes he knew it would. He was stupid if he did what he plan to do. But to hell with it!
The moment Gojyo heard Kenshin's words, the closed eyes flew opened. All trace of passion had vanished and was replaced by a sudden burst of anger. "No!" Gojyo snarled. "Stay the fuck away from him!" He tugged violently against the bloody chains, ignoring the searing pain as the hard metal pressed against the healing wound on his wrists.
Kenshin didn't say anything as he sat up, got out from the bed and started to walked out from the room. "Damn you to the lowest hell!" Gojyo shouted angrily and he was irritated as hell when the chained strained him from punching the fuck out of Kenshin! "If you touched even one hair of Hakkai's, you are going to regret it! You hear me!!"
If Gojyo had known his threats had only hardened Kenshin's determination about killing Hakkai, Gojyo would have remain quiet and acquiesce. Kenshin was so consumed with his own jealousy and rage. Gojyo invoked a feeling that Kenshin didn't expect to have and he knew he didn't like it a bit. This feeling made him feel empty, insecure and annoyed all the time.
Glancing back at the still cursing half-breed behind him before he vanished behind the door, Kenshin knew he would anything to keep Gojyo forever. And he did mean everything. Zean would have to wait with his plan for he had another plan to accomplish. He was going to bring the prideful Gojyo so low that the tempting and beautiful half-breed could never live without him!
"Are you out of your mind?!" Zean retorted with a very disbelief expression on his face. Kenshin's request…no, Zean thought angrily…Kenshin's order was totally outrageous and unacceptable. How easy it was for Kenshin to ask him to blow the disguise. "Do you know how much damned effort we had put just to fake Gojyo's death? Why the hell do you want to blow it away?!"
Kenshin knew his request was going to be heatedly opposed by Zean. But he didn't care. If Gojyo succeeded in killing Hakkai, the consequence would still be same, wasn't it? In fact, he didn't have to worry about them ever knowing the deceit both of them had pulled. "I'm not in habit of explaining my action to other, Zean. When I want you to do something, just do it!"
Zean let out a disgusting snort at his long-time partner's remark. How the hell did he ever managed to put up with Kenshin after all this year, he didn't know. Kenshin was too conceited , so damned sure of himself that he thought little of people around him. Well… that was what made him attracted to the owner of those incredible lavender eyes in the first place. Zean also knew that he was under a lot of stress whenever Kenshin used that tone and he would usually backed off and gave whatever Kenshin wanted him to do. But this time… Zean thought determinedly… he would not just shrugged and complied. Something must has happened between Kenshin and Gojyo in the room that made Kenshin to be under a lot of stress.
"I'm not going to do it, unless you told me what and why should I do that." Zean folded his arms and glared his black eyes to Kenshin.
"You want to know what happen, Zean?" Kenshin bit out and body silently shook with terrible anger. "It turns out that the half-breed has a fucking lover somewhere in his life and every time I fuck him, he is thinking about him instead of me!"
Zean's eyes went wide and mixture of emotions ran through his body. He didn't know if he should rejoice at this news. But Zean kept his face as expressionless as possible. "So, you want to break Gojyo's spirit by guilt? You think it is going to work? What makes you think Gojyo can defeat all three of them?"
Kenshin rolled his eyes when he heard Zean's question as if the answer was obvious for anyone to see. "Gojyo was already that strong even he had only half of his demonic power. Imagine if we added another half of it. Of course, he can win! After all, with his power is full demon now, Gojyo will definitely be affected by the wave. Without a suitable power control device, he will not recognize which are his friends and which are his foes."
"I've kind of heard, most of Sanzos can built their own power control device using sutras. What if Genjo Sanzo used that against Gojyo? Not only we will fail to finish off all of Gojyo's friends, we would lose Gojyo as well." Zean asked again.
Kenshin glared at Zean. He planned to make it as hard as possible, didn't he? "Then, while Gojyo was attacking Hakkai, both of us will keep Sanzo and his pet entertain! Now stop asking so many damned questions and just do it!"
Zean let out a resigned sigh. He knew that by now, nobody could change Kenshin's mind, no matter how many excuses were given to him. "Fine," Zean said as he turned around. "Let's hope your prediction comes true."
"How long this bloody thing is going to take?" Kenshin asked impatiently.
"A day."Zean answered shortly. "By tomorrow, we can enjoy all fun."