TITLE: With Eyes that Cannot See
PART: 02 – Meet New friends and Keep the Old, One is Silver and the Other is Gold
PAIRING: Cho Hakkai x Genjo Sanzo
GENRE: Yaoi (Alternate Universe/Angst/Drama/Light Humour)
DISCLAIMERS: The series I'm referring to does not belong to me… only this weird story does.
NOTE#1: Blah or Blah is for emphasis. /Blah/ is for conversations over the phone or flashbacks (if any). /Blah/ is for the conscience or whatever inner voice there is talking. Blah is for thoughts or random Japanese words. Some of these words are footnoted at the end of every page (I'm beginning to understand the need for footnotes in fiction. Thank you dear friend, you know who you are. XD).
NOTE #2: The characters' ages in this fic aren't that much the same as the series.
Genjo Sanzo – 24 : Cho Hakkai – 22 : Sha Gojyo – 22 : Son Goku – 18 :
Lilin – 17 : Kougaiji – 21 : Shien – 24 : Sha Jien – 27 : Homura – 27 : Yaone – 20 : Zeon – 26
There was a menacing hiss as the huge oaken door opened. Amethyst eyes slitted in an almost catlike manner as pure recognition seeped through, making the pupils dilate in a span of a single second.
"What the hell are you doing here?"
Mismatched eyes softened as they encountered the threatening stance presented upon entrance. "What does it look like, huh, Sanzo?" The voice was terribly playful, with an edge of something akin to lewdness. "I just saw you yesterday. Don't tell me you have forgotten me already... I'm terribly wounded!"
"Get out." Sanzo snarled, advancing toward the one invading his room. "Get out of my sight."
"No. Why would I do that?" The other smirked, leaning on the doorframe with much confidence as if he belonged there. "Then I would miss seeing you like this. It would be such a disappointment!"
Sanzo took a hasty step back the minute the newcomer moved towards him. One step... and another... and another... until he was backed against the wall beside his writing table. In a sudden attack of panic, he stiffened, unable to move, giving the other the advantage. Soon enough, a lean male body pressed lightly onto his, the glistening naked skin of his torso touching pale blue silk.
"What about it, Sanzo, do you want me to..." Hot breath that smelled like fresh mint tickled his sensitive ear. "Don't deny it... you want me to..." Equally burning fingers made their way up a naked thigh, immersing into the warmth of the surprisingly soft skin. They travelled up... up... and –
The sudden jolt that passed through his spine in reaction to the scalding sensation spurred him to action. In one fluid motion, he caught hold of the first thing his hand could grab and knocked the overbearing figure on the head with all his strength.
"Ow!" Sanzo's molester yelped, immediately stepping back and holding up a surrendering hand. "I GIVE, I GIVE! No need to wallop me with that!" The other hand paused its act of rubbing his injured head, feeling for any sign of fracture, to point at the thick white thing the blonde was gripping with so much rage.
He was about to complain some more when he noticed the murderous look on the otherwise beautiful features. It sent him scurrying out of the room and into the endless second floor hallway, screaming his head off.
"GET BACK HERE YOU PERVERT!" Sanzo screamed angrily, his wrath surpassing that of the heavens in an intense thunderstorm. His voice echoed throughout the whole mansion, making every single person cringe. "COME BACK HERE SO I CAN SHOOT YOUR BRAINS OUT!"
"KYAAAA!"
"HOMURA!"
OxxxOxxxO
Jien was about to step out of the door when he saw Goku hopping around with Nataku, being chased by an evil-looking figure wearing a monster mask, which he deduced, was Zeon. He smiled fondly, recalling the instantaneous bond of friendship formed between the two children the moment they met.
Nataku had been a very lonely kid, him being the stepbrother of the ever-unpresent Homura. He was known to tag along with him everytime he went to work, and he had fun then... until he had to be sent to a private school. From the once-smiling epitome of contentment, he shrunk to the closed-off moody model of unhappiness – at least, until Goku showed up in his life. Jien remembered the sparkle of excitement that emanated from the golden irises the moment they were introduced.
Homura was truly grateful to the boy.
His brows knitted. Speaking of Homura, where was he? After a few moments of deep thought, his eyes widened. "Oh, gods... no." He looked up, as if the ceiling would possibly part and let him see what was happening upstairs.
"GET BACK HERE YOU PERVERT! COME BACK HERE SO I CAN SHOOT YOUR BRAINS OUT!"
"KYAAAA!"
"HOMURA!"
Jien smacked a hand on his face in frustration.
"Will those two ever grow up?"
OxxxOxxxO
Hakkai was jolted out of his breakfast reveries by the deafening screaming resonating throughout his floor. Cringing, he set down the cup of hot tea he nearly scalded himself with, wondering who was making so much noise – or rather, as he heard a barbaric warlike cry, who were making so much noise this early in the morning.
There was boisterous laughter beside him, and he turned his head, raising an eyebrow in question.
"OW! STOP! STOP! I WON'T DO IT ANYMORE! PROMISE! OUCH! I SAID STOP ALREADY!"
Hakkai couldn't help but chuckle as the cries confirmed his suspicions. That was fast; he's caught already... He shook his head. "Gojyo, why they are fighting out there?"
There was laughter in Gojyo's voice when he answered. "One word. Hentai."
His eyes widened in disbelief; jaw hanging slack. He was about to ask what he meant when his door banged open. He jumped in surprise, scooting farther from the edge of the bed, and banging his knee on the bedside meal server. He winced as his kneecaps vibrated with the impact.
"Honest, Sanzo... I'm sorry... Really... please... stop whacking me with that terrorizing harisen..."
He felt the whoosh of displaced air behind his headboard and a flurry of something very outraged that followed. On his part, he knew it was a wrong move for the one being chased, because beside his headboard...
Was the concrete wall.
True to his judgment, he couldn't help wincing as repeated slaps sounded throughout the whole room.
"OW! STOP IT ALREADY!"
"If you don't want this so badly... you shouldn't have felt me up you pervert!"
Hakkai felt something drip from his nose and pressed his fingers against his nostrils so as not to soil the blanket covering him.
"Uh, Hakkai... you're bleeding." Gojyo guffawed in between words.
It was a great surprise to both him and his companion when the noise stopped. Suddenly, there was a depression on the side of his bed, and warm fingers caught hold of his wet hand. The familiar feel of soft skin made his unspoken protest die down his throat.
He felt warm.
"Are you alright?" Sanzo's voice was much different now than when he was on the borderline of homicidal. The tone was rich, warm and comforting. He nodded, as something softer replaced his fingers, pressing onto the bleeding nose.
"There, hold it against your nose." He chin was being tilted up gently. Sanzo's voice eased him to the point of relaxation. "What happened?"
"I don't know, something just dripped and then..." He started.
"I think it happened when you said the words 'felt up'." Gojyo supplied, sitting on the other end of the bed opposite his surrogate father.
"Felt up? As in when Sanzo said I felt him up?"
Hakkai tensed at the unfamiliar voice... and his nose, again, spurted out what they said was blood. He pressed the cloth harder against his nostrils, earning another laugh from Gojyo, and a growl from Sanzo. "He's definitely a virgin, don't you think? Hmm. Maybe..."
"Shut up!" Sanzo finally exploded. "If you don't stop this instant, I'm going to make you my target when I practice my shooting!"
But Homura was by then lost in the deepest chambers of his conscious self. His thoughts ranging from the teasing to the perverted and he was about to comment on the way the brunette was flushing when...
WHAM!
And Homura was knocked out on the floor, swirly-eyed and twitching convulsively. Eyes turned to the heaving and obviously enraged Yaone.
"Why is it that people nowadays turn perverted the minute your back is turned?"
Sweat beaded down Sanzo's temple as she lowered her old baseball bat. This girl was worse than he was! Oh well, she was part of the family after all. He sighed, drawing her attention to him. With a start, he realized that he was wearing nothing but a towel around his waist – a towel that had ridden up a few inches above his thigh. Sanzo was about to say something to his defence when she beat him to it – raising her trusty baseball bat in supplication.
"Exhibitionist!"
OxxxOxxxO
"I hate pickled mackerel."
"Well I love it, so deal."
Homura pouted, trying to look cute – and failing miserably. The only thing he managed to achieve to make Sanzo turn livid.
Tears streamed down his bruised cheeks as he clutched his head with both hands; trying to alleviate the pain he once again received from the ever-present harisen.
Wherever did he get that damned thing anyway? He huffed, resuming his pouting as he picked on his food. God, I hate it when Sanzo orders the kitchen staff to make my palate miserable... maybe I shouldn't have pissed him off... But he's so fun to... well, make fun of! Sighing, he picked up a chunk of the offending fish and stared at it, wondering if it was safe to be devoured. He stared, stared, and stared some more. Then, realizing that the fish would only cause him severe allergies regardless of its being edible or not, he set it down and pushed his plate distastefully away.
He turned an annoyed gaze at his best friend. "Honestly Sanzo, you're being inhospitable again."
"It's your fault idiot, not mine, so tough." The blonde mumbled through a mouthful of rice.
"But Sanzo..."
WHACK!
"Ow!"
"Stop whining, or else I'm not gonna give you anything for lunch – or dinner if you decide to stay over."
"Then I'll go!" Homura sniffed, clutching his abused head yet again. "I'll go home!"
Sanzo raised a lazy brow. "Then no more mint fudge ice cream."
Mismatched set of eyes widened, and drool began to drip down the angular chin. "Mint Fudge? You have mint fudge?"
Sanzo lowered his gaze and popped another chunk of mackerel in his mouth, chewing ever so slowly before nodding.
"Okay, I'll eat! Itadakimasu!" Homura crowed happily, pulling his plate towards him again and began attacking everything on it.
Sanzo grinned inwardly.
I'm going to have a hell of a time watching him sneeze his brains out later. He took a drink of his strawberry tea.
Heh, and I'm looking forward to seeing his shocked face when he learns that we ran out of ice cream two days ago...
OxxxOxxxO
Hakkai almost spit out his drink when he heard Sanzo promise an ice cream treat to his supposed best friend. He fidgeted, remembering that Goku was continuously bitching about 'this house not having enough ice cream...'. He was sure, from what he had deduced for a couple of days now, that there were definitely no sweets left in the kitchen but biscuits, chocolate syrup and honey, exactly what he knew would be served today at lunchtime.
Honestly, he did not know whether to laugh, tell the truth, or feel sorry for their guest. So he did the only thing he could do –
Stuff himself silly until the wave of mixed emotions passed.
OxxxOxxxONataku felt something was off.
He was sitting with everybody around the dinner table, and everyone seemed to be, well...
Off.
For example, his Sanzo-niichan was eating so slowly with that smug look on his face after assuring his Homura-niichan that there was going to be mint fudge later. Another would be the fact that everyone... well, almost everyone, was trying to hold back their laughter as his brother ate his way through the dinner comprising of the food he was naturally allergic to with much gusto. And still another good example would be the new person in the group, Hakkai-san, was stuffing his face silly, obviously trying hard not to express whatever he was feeling about the matter.
After summing it all up, the only thing he knew was that his Homura-niichan was going to have a huge surprise.
Then, Nataku's eyes brightened with excitement...
This is going to be exciting!
OxxxOxxxO
"Sandbo... rebindth meeh chu killb yuth ACHOO! web I geth bwell!"(1)
Sanzo patted Homura's head consolingly, putting on his best sympathetic look. "There, there, it's going to be all right. I'm really sorry Homura, I thought we still have some ice cream left."
"Yuth dib dith on purbpoths!"(2) Homura accused, glaring through his puffy bloodshot eyes. "I Habthe yuth!"(3)
"Your words wound the heart Homura. Why would I do that to my best friend? Ah, the shame, you think so lowly of me."
Mismatched set of eyes glared balefully, obvious in their intent to annihilate the inhospitable bastard. Sticking out his tongue, he turned away, focusing on the other side of the room, where the new guy sat, a sheepish grin on the gentle face.
Homura was quite satisfied to hear his friend grumble as he scrutinized the innocent features. It was explained to him before that the guy was blind, and frankly, he sympathized with him. He was an eye blind for three years after his infamous highway accident five years ago. It sucked not being able to see, and he knew how painful it was. He was sure that the other felt it too. However, considering that Hakkai was blind the day he was born... he wasn't so sure.
"Ne, Hakkai-san, let's go see Hakuryu!"
Homura snapped out of his thoughts as the ever-cheerful voice of Goku reached his ears. Almost immediately, he smiled fondly, nodding slightly in approval at the apparent affection the boy extended to the sightless man. Sanzo was too, as evidenced by the softening of his eyes. He was very thankful for knowing the little boy. At least now, his brother would never be alone – he found a friend in him.
As if on cue, Nataku decided to help Goku pull Hakkai towards the door, laughing as the three of them nearly stumbled, and continuing to pester their newest victim as they went. He shook his head and turned to Sanzo. "Nah, Sandbo... bey arb tbu kyut bogedber, neh?(4)" He quipped, watching the play of emotions on the usually irritated face. "Hakkai ib gud porb you... por ub...(5)"
Annoyance was not painted on his features anymore; instead, the tenderest set of expressions resided almost permanently, showing, even without confirmation, that what he had just said was true. Those three looked cute together, and Hakkai was indeed good for everyone, especially for Sanzo. It was a relief for him that his best friend finally found his peace.
Yokatta ne...
OxxxOxxxO
"HE WHAT!"
Jien winced. He expected surprise, not just this kind. Sanzo looked like he wanted to kill someone, and Homura was being too calm about it as usual. Well, he looked calm, he just did not know if he really was.
They were talking about the sinister guy again, the tainted monster that seemed to be taken with Sanzo... and Homura... and a hundred guys as well. Damn lecher. He thought crossly. The guy was blocking every transaction Changan Corporation was embarking on in Kyoto, making business almost impossible. It was unusual that Sanzo be unwelcome in his own birthplace. This time, he knew the businessman's tolerance had finally reached its end.
He's going in for the kill. Jien smirked inwardly. And I'm helping him all the way.
Run while you still can...
Chin Ii Sou.
TSUZUKU
1. Sanzo, remind me to kill you ACHOO when I get well! "
2. You did it on purpose!
3. I hate you!
4. Na, Sanzo... they are too cute together, ne?
5. Hakkai is good for you... for us...