To Blinkie
Thanks!! I really glad you like it. Keep doing
that (the reviewing-every-chapter thing), then I'll swear that I couldn't
write without hearing of what you think about my story first! ^_^! Yay! I
have been hoping someone would find Kenshin's sexiness despite of all his
cruelty and you did! It would be quite a rival for Hakkai, isn't it?
To LN Tora
Wow, I thought after all those chapters making
Gojyo suffers and all, you all are angry at me by now! I'm so happy to
know that you are actually having pleasure reading Gojyo's angst! Good!
And may I say your review make me so motivated? It did! ^_^
To gallatica
Gojyo has never gone! He is going to be around
forever! ^o^
To Eli Tan
I'm glad you're back and hope you find this
chapter as interesting as before! ^_~
All right. I've already changed my rating of this story to R. (look around nervously) I'm waiting for your thoughts about this chapter. Is it disgusting? Waaay too mushy for your taste? Or should I stick to torturing Gojyo? Please review and tell me what you think.
Chapter 8: In the Arms of Haven
Hakkai noticed that Gojyo was moving a little bit and he left the chair he had sat for the last three hours. He had not yet stripped Gojyo's black leather top to search for wounds Worry that Gojyo suffered another round of pain; Hakkai sat beside his lover, watching closely his face. Gojyo's face was slightly flushed and he was mumbling incoherent words. Hakkai reached out to touch Gojyo's forehead, wondering whether Gojyo had fever or not.
After Hakkai managed to untangle Gojyo from on top of him, he lifted his precious burden through the forest and back to where he left Sanzo and Goku. He had expected the raven-haired demon to be there and with all his will, Hakkai vowed not to ever let him took what was his. But seeing Goku's bleeding and bruised forehead and Sanzo's gun still smoking, Hakkai knew without doubt that Sanzo and Goku had somehow finished off the demon. At first, he was a little regret when he thought the demon had been killed but when Goku told him that he vanished even before Sanzo's bullet touched him, Hakkai almost smiled. Now, he was looking forward to have another meeting with the demon and had the pleasure of killing him!
Gojyo mumbled something a little bit louder this time, pulling Hakkai from his thought and back to the attention of the sleeping half-breed. Hakkai frowned. Something was bothering Gojyo's sleep. Softly, he stroke Gojyo's still-pale cheeks. "Gojyo," he called, not wanting to wake Gojyo to early and yet not wanting to let Gojyo continued to have those dreams. "Gojyo, wake up!"
Inside of Gojyo's head, images of Kenshin on top of him were so clear. The pain when he penetrated him was so real that Gojyo could no longer differed himself between reality and dream. He looked up and felt Kenshin's powerful grips upon his jaw. …Scream for me, Gojyo… Go. To. Hell! All these were too familiar. Hadn't he been through this before? Then, Kenshin ripped off his pants and Gojyo could feel his breathings were getting faster and his heart nearly burst with trepidation of the excruciating pain he knew would come. …Fine! You asked for it!…
"Gojyo!" Hakkai called again, only this time louder when he saw Gojyo was sweating slightly and his breathings were as heavy as the breathings in Gojyo's dream.
A pair of ruby-colored eyes flew opened at the sound of Hakkai's forced calling. His mind was still deeply affected by the hideous dream that the sight of Hakkai's face so close to him and the feel of his hand upon his jaws made him thought it was Kenshin. "Get the fucking hell away from me!" Gojyo snarled and pushed Hakkai away from him.
A startling gasp escaped from Hakkai and he nearly fell off the bed he had been sitting. "Gojyo!" He called, completely on top of Gojyo now after recovering from his surprise and began to pin down the very-angry half-breed. "Calm down! It's me… Hakkai!"
The name seeped through Gojyo's mind and eased the sudden panic feeling inside. The voice soothed his intensely and his heartbeat slowed down. "Hakkai?" Gojyo blinked his eyes twice, unable to believe his eyes. What the hell? Was all that merely a dream? Was he never been captured at all? To ensure that the figure was Hakkai, he reached out to touch his cheek and at that moment, he was acutely aware how much he missed the feel of Hakkai's smooth skin beneath his hand.
"Am I dreaming…?" he asked, unsure if he wanted to know the answer. If he wasn't dreaming at all, Gojyo didn't know what to say. "Was I here all the time?"
Hakkai didn't answer immediately. As much as Hakkai wanted to comfort Gojyo by saying it was all a dream and he had nothing to be feared at, he couldn't bring himself to lie at Gojyo. The sun was setting and the dark crimson color silhouetted both of the lovers' face, but Gojyo could see Hakkai's clouded eyes and sad smile. He had never looked Hakkai wore this expression before. "Why…Hakkai?" Gojyo asked softly, slowly caressed his cheek, like he always did ever since they had become lovers whenever Hakkai was sad.
The words were never spoken. Hakkai just couldn't shattered the brief illusion the other man created using the only words. So, the green-eyes man held the half-breed's hand that was caressing his cheek and guided it to the silver choker around the latter's neck. Hakkai looked directly into Gojyo's eyes as both of their hands touched the cold metal. At that time, he swore his heart was breaking into two pieces when he saw Gojyo's eyes were filled with shock and hurt and then resignation as he was finally recalling what had happened before and tiredly accepting. So, I guess it isn't a dream after all. Gojyo thought.
The pain that his fiery spirit felt was too much for Gojyo to bear that he had to close his eyes and turn his head aside. He didn't know how to react or what to say to Hakkai, now that Hakkai knew too many humiliating things about him. Kenshin had raped him, Hakkai knew that. He had been turned into a full demon, Hakkai knew that. And worst of all, he had been so acquiescent and weak in front of Kenshin and Hakkai saw that!
What else should he feel? He had spent the last of his twenty-three years living with a pride that was so strong that not even one insult from the villagers around him could break him. But now, his pride and dignity were shattered and they were beyond repairable. And they decided to break in front of a person that Gojyo cared most. Please go away… please go away… please go away… He chanted desperately. The feeling was overwhelming.
The atmosphere was so silent. Hakkai waited for Gojyo to open his eyes and look at him, Gojyo waited for Hakkai to go away and the tension amounted. "Gojyo…" Hakkai's voice was filled of hurt, to Gojyo for shutting out him like this. For as long as he remembered, Gojyo had never ignored him before. Not even when he was lying injured in the rain as a stranger… "Talk to me. Please…"
Talk to him? Gojyo thought ironically, mentally let out a mirthless laugh. I can't even talk to myself yet. And that damn voice inside my head is still missing! But then, Gojyo that he used to be would always curved a smirk no matter in what situation. Gojyo that he used to be would pin Hakkai beneath him and started to realize all the fantasy he had dreamed of during four days of his imprisonment. And Gojyo that he used to be would never tell Hakkai how much his pride shattered or how deep the wound inside him. He was not this pathetic. Why not? Gojyo thought sarcastically. Why the hell should I feel these feelings if it was me who wanted nothing from Hakkai, except sex? Wasn't he who wanted a commitment free relationship in the first place?
Instantly, Gojyo changed their position, decided that Hakkai had been on top of him long enough. "Gojyo, what are you…" Hakkai's words were quickly swallowed by Gojyo's kiss, both ferocious and sensual. Strands of fiery hair fell and teased softly Hakkai's cheeks and the feeling was all too familiar. Gojyo's hand steadily supported himself and the other hand grasped Hakkai's jaws. As Gojyo brought him deeper into their world of pleasure, Hakkai had forgotten what he was about to say or that Gojyo might suffer from any injury. Being beneath Gojyo's body and having Gojyo's lips hungrily sought his outer and inner mouth, made Hakkai's body singing with delight. He had been dreaming for Gojyo to do this to him for four days and it felt like a lifetime. Hakkai wrapped his arms around Gojyo's neck, pulling him closer and urging him to take everything he desired. And Gojyo desired all that Hakkai had to offer!
The sound of sheet whispered and the sound of loving were too much for both of them. Gojyo's kisses were getting possessive and Hakkai's responses were as enthusiastic as Gojyo. The brunette slipped his hands underneath Gojyo's black leather top to caress the sensitive spots on his chest. The sensations were overwhelming for someone who had spent the last four days received nothing but pain. Gojyo left Hakkai's lips, promising himself that he would come back and licked the sweetness off, and went to ravage his lover's ear instead. At that time, Gojyo had forgotten the bruises and the bite-marks all over his chest.
Hakkai wasn't entirely sure, probably it was because Gojyo had started to nibble his ear and now biting softly the sensitive spot underneath his ear, but he could feel the bruise bumps on his chest. Was Gojyo injured? How? He swore he hadn't done anything damaging when he tried to put back the limiter around Gojyo's neck, except... well… the bruise behind Gojyo. But that was it! Hakkai frowned slightly. Just to be sure, he pressed softly on one of the lumps and his suspicion confirmed when Gojyo let out a slight hiss of pain. He should have told me about that injury!
With a great reluctance, Hakkai pulled away from Gojyo, causing the latter to raise his head and looked down with confusion. Taking a deep breath, Hakkai tried to calm down the arousal that Gojyo skillfully invoked in him and rolled over, so their position was back on the first position (Hakkai on top of Gojyo). "Hakkai, what's wrong?"
"This is," Hakkai answered and he reached out to strip off the leather top. Gojyo's eyes widened in realization of what Hakkai intended to do. Not wanting Hakkai to see the marks of Kenshin's imprinted on him, Gojyo tried to hold off Hakkai's hands but he was a second too late to stop the healer from taking off his shirt. "Hakkai, don't!" But knowing Hakkai for what he was, Gojyo knew that his words would only increased Hakkai's curiosity.
And the shirt was gone. The sun had almost set and the room was starting to become dark but the bruises and the bite-marks were many and some of them were quite obvious to be concealed by the darkness. The rage that Hakkai thought was sleeping aroused all of the sudden. The bruises weren't the one who caused it but the clear and deep red bite-marks. How dare him… Hakkai angered. No one can touch Gojyo except me! If there are any love-marks, they are supposed to be mine! He was no longer bothered to hide his wrath and yes, jealousy, which were most probably written all over of his face. If before Hakkai tried to hide what he felt whenever Gojyo flirted with women, this time, he didn't care if Gojyo knew that his feeling was involved in their relationship. Let him knew I want more from him than just sex!
"What are these?" Hakkai asked calmly, keeping his wrath inside him. He knew what were those but he wanted to hear it from the man himself. Gojyo looked up into Hakkai's eyes and saw a pair of green flames smothered inside. He swore that he had never, and he mean never , seen Hakkai this angry. With him or with Kenshin, he didn't know. And the thought that Hakkai was probably feeling the same way like he did crossed his mind but Gojyo firmly pushed it away.
"Presents from Kenshin," Gojyo answered with heavy sarcasm, forcing the ugly memories that starting to fill his head to get the hell out. There was no way he was going to be like Sanzo, being so damn moody whenever the bad past arose. "For me to remember him."
Hakkai heard the sarcasm. Well, it was so thick that any daft person could detect it. And Hakkai was no daft. What was he thinking? He scolded himself. Gojyo didn't need his anger and jealousy. Not right now, of course. There was plenty of time for Hakkai to vent his emotion, now that Gojyo was here beside him. Gojyo wouldn't ask for compassion, his towering pride would not let him uttered them, but Hakkai knew he wanted it. The way his blood-red eyes looked at him, so heartbreakingly beautiful and vulnerable but so carelessly guarded, telling Hakkai that his lover needed somebody.
"Did he hurt you, Gojyo?" Hakkai asked quietly.
"What do you think, Hakkai?" Gojyo asked back, more ferocious than he intended it to be. It was as if the evident wasn't enough. Did he have to ask? The urge to cover his chest was too overwhelming. Especially when Hakkai stared at the bruises.
Hakkai smiled so very slightly when he realized Gojyo was turning the conversation around. He knew Gojyo understood his meaning when he said the word 'hurt'. With one hand wrapped gently around Gojyo's waist and the other caressed along Gojyo's jaw, Hakkai pulled his lover closer to him. The weight didn't bother the half-breed beneath him. In fact, it pleased him. "Did he hurt you, Gojyo?" Hakkai repeated his question, emphasizing that particular word.
What does Hakkai want me to do? Gojyo thought. Fill him with all those lurid experience? Describe to him how it felt to have my blood sucked away forcibly? Or how many times did Kenshin forced his fucking self to me?He couldn't. Not when the images were still so vivid. He was tired of thinking about Kenshin and his endurances during those days. All he wanted to do was to have a long nice night with Hakkai to take his mind away from Kenshin. He needed Hakkai's gentleness to wipe off Kenshin's cruelty. Even if it was only for tonight…
"Don't ask me, Hakkai," Gojyo said, trying so hard not to sound as if he was pleading. "I just couldn't…"
"So… he did hurt you," Hakkai concluded softly, pretending to be satisfied with what he could get out from Gojyo. How many times? Hakkai's jealousy couldn't simply drop the whole topic. Who was he kidding? Not himself, that was for sure. Everything that Gojyo did that included another person intimately drove Hakkai wild with irritatingly curiosity and resentment. And after Kana's tragic death, Hakkai thought he would never feel those emotions again. My, he was so wrong.
Hakkai opened his mouth to say something but stopped himself for he knew he would get nothing from Gojyo's tonight. If he couldn't comfort Gojyo's wounded inner self with his words, Hakkai at least hoped he could do it with his touches. He leaned down, moved his lips closer to Gojyo's until he was only a breath away. "I'll let it drop for tonight, Gojyo," he whispered. "But you should know by now that I'm not the one who gives up so easily. I can be very persuasive, if you want me too." Hakkai's words were filled with promises that turned on every sense Gojyo possessed.
Gojyo turned up his infamous smirk, both from relief that Hakkai was willing to drop the subject and from the delight of Hakkai's sensuous words. That was one of the many things Gojyo like about Hakkai. Hakkai never ceased to amaze him. He slid his hands behind Hakkai's nape… "I also can be very stubborn, so you have to persuade me very hard." …and pulled Hakkai's smiling lips down, so he could once again taste the sweetness. Didn't I promise to come back?
So, the caresses turned into kisses. Kisses started to become possessive and intense. Hakkai was totally unaware of his surrounding or that he was supposed to cook dinner for Sanzo and Goku tonight. Not that it was his fault to be forgetful. His head and body were so attuned to every little thing Gojyo did to him and tried to feel everything, afraid to miss anything. Or did Hakkai notice the ferocious way Gojyo took off his clothes and rolled him over, so Gojyo could be on top again.
Mission accomplished! Gojyo thought triumphantly as he threw the last piece of Hakkai's clothes. And now for another mission… He thought as his lips automatically sought for Hakkai's ear, where he knew Hakkai wouldn't stand a chance if he licked and bit him there. And licked and bit he did! A knowing smile curved up when he sensed Hakkai's breathing increased, heard Hakkai's breathless gasps, tasted Hakkai's beads of sweats and felt Hakkai's clutches on his back and shoulders. "I've got dozens of sensitive spots to taste before I could give you what you want…"
Hakkai almost groaned in frustration. He wanted Gojyo now and he wanted it fast! Before he could answer Gojyo's teasing remarks, Gojyo's lips were already on their journey to next stop. At that time, Hakkai arched his body, closed his eyes, ceased his thoughts and felt every wickedly pleasurable thing Gojyo did to him. Another gasps escaped. Great… Hakkai thought. I was supposed to be the one was who comforting Gojyo… Another shot of pleasure surged through his body and Hakkai's body shuddered. Why am I the one who do the gasping and the moaning?
Wave after wave of pleasure swept Hakkai away, leaving nothing but raw desire that demanded to be satisfied. He was like a hot balloon, waiting to burst out. That was… if Gojyo didn't cease his wicked teases now. "Gojyo… I want it… now…"
Hearing his lover's words, Gojyo went up and trailed his hot kisses along the way, ended on Hakkai's temple, only to kiss him there softly. "But I've got still five spots to go…" He teased the already-panting-begging-for-release Hakkai. Gojyo acted like he didn't fully affected by the loving but inside he almost agreed to give what both of them wanted so much.
"I don't care if you still have ten new spots to discover!" Hakkai said with such a ferocity that could even shock Goku (who thought Hakkai had a patience of a saint). "I want you and I want you now!" With that, Hakkai grasped Gojyo's shoulders and pushed him flat on his back (back to Hakkai-on-top-of-Gojyo position). But no matter how harsh Hakkai sounded, whenever it came to pleasuring Gojyo, which was too seldom, he always was tender. Gojyo with his rough and fierce loving and Hakkai with his soft and gentle way. He kissed Gojyo's sensual, opened mouth, slowly coaxing him to receive his tongue.
So different… Gojyo thought as Hakkai's lips gently fitted into his, his hands softly wandered all over his body and finally stripped off the tight black pants. After all the cruelty he had received, Gojyo knew he wanted, needed the gentleness that was in Hakkai. How different it was between Kenshin's painful kisses and Hakkai's soft ones. If this was the way Hakkai pleased him all those times, no wonder his body brutally rejected Kenshin's touches. He was getting too damn soft! And Hakkai's seductive touches feel so damn good… Hakkai deepened his kisses and Gojyo's body willed him to let Hakkai on top of him. Just for tonight, of course…
Hakkai sensed the thoughts that were running through Gojyo's mind and he guessed correctly that the previous tortures haunted his lover's mind. Gojyo's wounds were so deep. Hakkai knew that and the urge to make it alright was stronger than before. He left Gojyo's mouth and trailed his warm kisses all the way to Gojyo's ear. "Let the memories go, Gojyo…" He whispered softly, breathing the words into Gojyo's ear and touched his heart. Gojyo shuddered, whether from Hakkai's hot breaths upon his ear or the words Hakkai had spoken.
"I'm not…" Gojyo started to deny, ignoring the way his heart ached. So painfully sweet…
"Sshh…" Hakkai stopped the denial he knew Gojyo would say, dropping a kiss on Gojyo's neck and another one under his chin. "Just for tonight. Let them go…"
Gojyo's heart started to pound crazily at Hakkai soft, short but meaningful words. Only Hakkai can affect my heart like this. For the first time in his life, Gojyo felt something more than just lust. For the first time in his wandering life, Gojyo's heartbeats increased not only because of the need to release but also for the unknown feeling he felt toward his bed-partner. Only Hakkai can understand me without ever need to say a word. And Gojyo knew he was so close to breaking the agreement he made between Hakkai.
"There are only you and I tonight," Hakkai said, dropping another kiss on Gojyo's jaws. He smiled when he heard Gojyo's breathing went ragged. He knew he affected Gojyo more than just sex. Maybe it was his words… or was it his compassion? "There is no one else… Let my touches help you to wipe those memories away…"
Gojyo closed his eyes, amazed how Hakkai's soft words could affect him like this. Of all his experience with women, Gojyo had never let any of them to pleasure him. Even with Hakkai, he always was the one to be on top… to be inside Hakkai… never the other way around. The wall he built around him was unbreakable, un-penetratable and especially untouchable. He had never let anyone enter the private part in him, not after the bitter rejection from his mother. And now, after all these times, he had this wild yearning to let Hakkai in. To give people around him a chance. To give himself a chance.
Reaching out a slightly trembled hand, Gojyo touched Hakkai's cheek and watched Hakkai lifted his head from Gojyo's jaw. Green-eye met red-eye. None of them spoke. Only the sound of breathings could be heard in the softly illuminated room. Gojyo moved his lips, hesitant to ask but now that his heart controlled his body, Gojyo wanted nothing more than to have Hakkai inside him. "Hakkai…"
His lover didn't say a word. Gojyo had never seen another pair of emerald eyes that intense and Hakkai had never looked more appealing and beautiful. The need rose insistently, urging Gojyo to say those words. "I want you… inside me… tonight." The words were merely a whisper but to Gojyo it was the sign that he finally let somebody inside him, body and heart.
Hakkai's eyes went wide at Gojyo's request. Gojyo would never allowed himself to be the one who received. Gojyo was all give, give and give and he was foreverly take, take and take. No more and no less. It was all pure lust and all these time Hakkai had forced himself to be satisfied with that. And now… Hearing Gojyo's un-expectable request… Was that mean their relationship was finally moving to another stage? Was Gojyo finally saw him more than just a place to assuage his lusts? Deep happiness began to bloom and hope sparked like crazy in Hakkai's heart. Curved up a small smile, Hakkai kissed Gojyo softly and said, "Yes…"
Gojyo's heart pounded like never before and he told himself that if it was Hakkai, it would not hurt like Kenshin did. Hakkai would never hurt him. Hakkai would always be gentle to him. Hakkai, who changed everything in his life. Each of his kisses, touches and caresses brought Gojyo to such an arousal, until he didn't think he could hold back anymore. Trepidation suddenly consumed Gojyo when he felt Hakkai nudged his legs apart. Hakkai would not hurt me… It would not hurt me… Nothing would hurt me…
But as Hakkai eased slowly inside, Gojyo's still-sore opening from Kenshin's assaults protested slightly and for a man who expected pain, he hissed almost inaudibly and he tightened his grips upon Hakkai's shoulders. Instantly, Hakkai knew Gojyo was in pain. How could that be? He was being so gentle and it was slicked with both of their perspiration! Even Gojyo's usual rough entering brought naught but pleasure. He withdrew immediately.
It was when Hakkai pulled away did Gojyo realized he was holding his breath. Hakkai watched Gojyo's flushed face and knew that it was from both relief and yet unreleased passion. And a thought hit his head. How could I forget?! He had not yet fully healed from Kenshin's cruel penetrations! Hakkai felt so resentful and regretted when he realized that he might not be able to do it without hurting Gojyo first. "Kenshin hurt you there too, didn't he?"
Gojyo looked away, breathless from the strained passion. Wanting so desperately but yet afraid to reach out for it. After a long while, he strangled out one word. "Yes."
Hakkai closed his eyes, vengeance towards Kenshin burned hotly. Forcing his hatred to lay aside for now, Hakkai opened his eyes back and kissed Gojyo's forehead. "As much as I want to do it to you tonight, Gojyo, I cannot do it without hurting you first."
Gojyo reached up and grasped tightly on Hakkai's cheek. What the hell was Hakkai saying? He was too deep in his lust that he didn't care if Hakkai had to rip him open! "Do it, Hakkai!"
The verdant-eyed demon shook his head stubbornly. "I don't want to hurt you. Not after all you've been through."
"I'll bear it," Gojyo said back.
"Maybe you can, but I cannot!" Hakkai started to move away from Gojyo.
"Damn it!" Gojyo swore. He pulled Hakkai back in his arms and Hakkai looked away. "When I was with Kenshin, I feel nothing but pain and more pain. But I still believe that it doesn't have to hurt." Gojyo forced Hakkai to look at him. "Look at me, Hakkai. I know it doesn't because when I do it to you, I can see pleasure, not pain in your eyes." His tone slowly reduced to almost pleading. "Tell me that I'm not wrong…"
Something in Hakkai's heart cracked and all his noble intentions for trying not to hurt Gojyo vanished, replaced by a new hot arousal. He had never seen Gojyo so heartbreakingly vulnerable and he knew he couldn't resist him anything tonight. Hakkai lowered his lips, hoping Gojyo didn't regret his decision, and touched Gojyo's lips once again, this time it long, deep and full of different types of emotion. Gojyo returned his kisses and his need pressed insistently against Hakkai's stomach. Hakkai lifted his mouth and said, "Hold on me, Gojyo. Never, ever let me go…"
And hold on Gojyo did! He wrapped his arms around Hakkai's chest and buried his face in the contour his lover's neck, trying to find the sanctuary he knew it was there. Hakkai once again nudged Gojyo legs to open up to him and eased himself inside him, hating himself when he felt Gojyo tightened his embrace to fight off the pain but he went on deeper and started to let out pleasurable sounds as he felt Gojyo surrounded him tightly. It felt so good! "Just a little bit more…" Hakkai said breathlessly. "It won't be long now…" And Gojyo clung to those words like a drowning man.
It didn't take long before the pain started to become pleasure and Hakkai's heart lifted with intense relief when he heard Gojyo's breathless groans, telling him that the half-breed began to feel the pleasure that he was supposed to feel. Now that the pain had gone, Hakkai started to move himself, showering his kisses on to Gojyo's face, his neck and downwards to his chest and he was lost in his eagerness to take Gojyo's pain away in anyway he could. Beads of perspiration started to form, heartbeats started to increase and the sounds of loving started to get louder.
Gojyo swore at that time, he had never felt anything so sinful pleasurable and totally unforgettable. This time he didn't feel like Hakkai took anything away from him, like Kenshin did, only he felt Hakkai was giving and giving. Giving until Gojyo thought his heart would burst with intense emotions. Is this how it supposed to feel? Gojyo thought. Is this how Hakkai feels when I am inside him?
And it amazed Gojyo how good it felt if he gave his trust to someone he wanted him to be.
As amazing as it started, it ended like the way exactly Hakkai thought it would be. The release was nothing both of them had ever experienced before. It seemed like it lasted forever and yet ended too soon. Breathless, Hakkai dropped his blissfully exhausted body onto Gojyo's body, listening contently to the sound of Gojyo's furiously accelerated heartbeat. That was definitely different… Gojyo thought, referring his earlier thought about Kenshin, as he wrapped one muscular arm around Hakkai's body and pulled him closed, like he always did. They stayed like that for some time, satisfied to be in each other arms.
"How do you feel, Gojyo," an unsure inquiry broke the silence.
How do I feel? Gojyo thought. He closed his eyes, "The ghost is gone." Then a soft kiss touched sweetly on Hakkai's temple and the embrace tightened. "For tonight…"
Kenshin looked at his empty bed with icy eyes. If Gojyo hadn't vanished disappeared, his concentration would not waver like that and he would be able to take care both the monk and his monkey himself. If he hadn't forgotten about that fucking control device, Gojyo would still be crazy and Hakkai would certainly be dead by now! Oh… damn it all! If only Gojyo didn't say Hakkai's name, he wouldn't go out like some jealous maniac and tried to kill Hakkai in the first place. As much as Kenshin hated to admit it, the monk was right. He shouldn't have flaunted Gojyo to them at all!
When Zean dressed his wounds, Kenshin swore that Zean wasn't angry at all. In fact he looked so superior. Perhaps it was because all his prediction about Gojyo would be safely back in his friends had come true. Or was it because Gojyo was finally out of Kenshin's sight? The raven-haired demon didn't know which one but the look on Zean's face irked him so damn much that it took all Kenshin fragile control not to vent all his anger and frustration on to Zean.
Kenshin walked towards the empty bed, where Gojyo used to occupy for the last four days. His fingers touched the metal chained that used to secure Gojyo, so the half-breed would always be here, waiting for him. The possessive feeling clutched his heart and mind so tight that Kenshin would give anything to have Gojyo back. But how? If before, he had only two person to confront, and now he had to face four people. And all four of them were angry as hell. A very not good situation for him. If he had any sense at all, he would forget about getting Gojyo back and go on with his life! But all his damned senses had gone off when he saw the magnificent half-demon for the first time.
If only he could lure Gojyo to come to him alone, he wouldn't have to worry about fighting four powerful people. The first time he did that, he used Gojyo's half-brother as a bait. This time, Kenshin doubted that Gojyo would be as careless as before. Especially with his lover, who would now certainly want to stick around him like a damn leech! Damn it!
Leaning his back against the headboard, Kenshin tried to ignore the throbbing pain he felt on his arm and knee. What was Gojyo's reaction when he told him about demons and human killed cursed children for fun? The half-breed was angry and for all Kenshin knew, Gojyo somehow quite heroic whenever it came to protecting his own types. Especially children.
Oh, well. Not that the massacre hadn't started yet. And yes, he was the one who responsible to start the rumor about taboo child's blood. He wouldn't waste his time just like that, when he could use it to have some fun with the stunning half-breed. The last three days, he had gone from a clan to a clan and spread the rumors. Like a plague, it spread, fast and the results were immediate too. Demons were so damned typical and so damned eager whenever it came to increasing their power. Like a bunch of fools, they went out and started to kill as much as taboo children as they could find. That was why he wasn't that surprised to see Prince Kougaiji was out from his castle and investigated the incidents.
Gojyo wouldn't be angry enough to confront him alone unless a pile of taboo children was thrown in front of the half-breed. Of course he would let Gojyo knew that it was his works… That was it! Kenshin thought as an evil smirk curved up. He would threaten Gojyo by using the children of his own kind. As arrogant and as fiery as Gojyo appeared outside, the moment Kenshin saw Gojyo shocked at the taboo children's massacre, he knew Gojyo was a softhearted person whenever it came to children.
Why not? Kenshin thought. It would be fun too… Suddenly the pain of his injuries weren't that painful anymore.
"Sanzo! I'm hungry!" Goku whined ceaselessly.
"Shut the hell up!" Sanzo shouted for the umpteenth times and glared at the noisy monkey beside him. Shit! Even when his head is swelling like that, he still couldn't keep quiet! "You're not the only one!" As angry as he appeared right now, he could help but feeling slightly relief to know that Goku's injuries weren't that bad that the monkey could still whine about being hungry.
Goku put his head on the dining table, like a very hungry boy, and his eyes watched the stairs, waiting for Hakkai to appear. "Ne…Sanzo. Where's Hakkai? He was supposed to cook us dinner!"
Sanzo glared at the stairs, knowing so well what happened upstairs. He didn't know which irritated him more, the fact Hakkai forgotten to come down and feed the hungry monkey or the fact he was jealous Hakkai got laid tonight and he didn't.
"I want to go and get him!" Goku declared and started to run upstairs.
But Sanzo grabbed Goku from behind. Stupid! Why you want to watch those two horny demons? He thought furiously. "No, let them be." Sanzo said curtly. "We'll go to restaurant instead."
Goku opened his mouth to ask why but Sanzo whacked him with his paper fan before he could say anything. Grabbing his head, Goku glared at his master and at the same time wondered why his master's hit wasn't as hard as before. Was Sanzo actually cared about me? The thought was pleasant but Goku whined anyway. "What? I didn't say anything yet."
"Stop asking so much questions! Let's go." Sanzo grabbed his gun and stood up.
"But Sanzo…" The boy ran after his master and the whining could be heard along the way.