Lost

By: SageWriting

Rating: PG-13

Summary: "To be betrayed is to be human..." When the team is betrayed by a friend, and one of their number is handed over to the enemy, can the remaining three save him before its too late? Friendship, pain, love and sadness...All shall be tested...and found worthy.

Foreword: Woot! I GOT REVIEWS!. There are some responses...general ones...at the bottom. Anyway, read and review, people! No review...no chappy...cause I do so love reviews. .

Disclaimer: Did I forget it? I don't own the Saiyuki chars, but I own Beren and Trista. .;;

Chapter two: Beren and Trista

Hakkai wisely chose to ignore him and stood in the center of all the youkai, his mouth quirked up into a small smile. Gojyo, up on the ledge with Goku, saw the danger and fought tooth and nail to get to his best friend's side before he did something utterly foolish. He was too late. A golden glow surrounded the lone figure, and suddenly, with an almighty explosion, the enemy, and Cho Hakkai, were gone.

"HAKKAI!"

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Gojyo leapt forward, his best friend's name on his lips. Sliding down the cliff side, hands scraping against the still trembling terrain, he quickly raced down, Goku just behind him, calling out for Sanzo. Personally he felt a twinge of worry for the monk but passed it off as nothing more than a stomach ache. After all, Hakkai would never have attempted that with Sanzo so close...

"Sanzo!" The saru cried, seeing a flash of red and white underneath a pile of bodies. The priest got to his feet, swaying slightly, his robes a horrific mesh of blood and gore. He pushed Goku away, and checked his gun for bullets. See, his priorities were in order. He was fine.

The kappa cursed when the dust began to settle, revealing piles and piles of dead youkai, their bodies ripped apart, slowly disintegrating in the ocean of blood. How could anyone survive that blast..."Hakkai!" He called, hoping, nay, praying that his friend was conscious enough to answer. That was, if he was still alive.

Shaking his head to clear away such morbid thoughts, they began to search, even Sanzo looking haggard and fearing what they might find. It would seem only Goku didn't realize what their mutual friend had done.

Gojyo was the first to see Hakaryu, a small white dot against a black sky. Lightning flashed overhead, lighting the area enough for light to bounce off dark green clothing, and a monocle.

Oh lord...no..."Hakkai!"

Hakaryu looked up from tugging on his master's sleeve, "Kyu!" he whined, concerned. Why wasn't his master answering him?

Gojyo collapsed in the mud, quickly turning the still body over, quickly assessing his best friend's injuries. A broken leg, no, make that fractured, a broken rib, and maybe a sprained wrist. But it was the blood that worried him. H was so coated it was impossible to tell what was his, and what wasn't.

The half-breed looked up to see if Hakkai had suffered a concussion when he saw two slits of deep green staring at him. His breath eased out in a hiss. Hakkai was conscious!

"Go...jy..o...?" One of the youkai's hands twitched, and then gripped Gojyo's arm with trembling fingers. "Is...San..zo...o.k.?"

"Hakkai!" Goku cried, helping Sanzo as the priest slipped in the bloody muck. The half-conscious man sighed, not needing an answer to his question for it was obvious what it was.

Sanzo looked down at Hakkai for a brief moment, then he nodded his thanks solemnly. Gojyo, however, wasn't so forgiving.

"How COULD you! You could have DIED!"

"We...won...th-though..."

"BLOWING YOURSELF UP WAS NOT NECESSARY!"

Goku hissed and was about to say something but the way Sanzo turned his head away and the way Gojyo was barely able to suppress a sob immediately squashed any such ideas, and he watched quietly. Feeling utterly useless.

Hakkai was smiling. "H-had to...save...your-" The man's eyes widened and he convulsed, hands scrabbling at Gojyo's bare arm, nails digging into the flesh and drawing blood.

"HAKKAI!" One of the half-breed's hands pressed heavily against the brunette's side, a lone tear trickling down his face, stunning both Sanzo and Goku. "DON'T YOU DIE ON ME DANG IT!"

"S-sorry...to...inconvenience you..." He whispered, smiling even as he fell limp.

"HAKKAI!"

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"Dearest?" A voice tinged with worry startled the young man as he sat on a porch, staring off into the rain. "Beren?" Brushing his long hair out of his eyes he smiled at the woman behind him.

"Trista, what are you doing out here?" He patted the seat next to him and when she sat he covered her with his jacket, his touch lingering on her round stomach lightly.

"I was worried, those tremors seemed to upset you." She frowned at him, her amber eyes nearly oozing concern. "My husband, what is wrong?"

"Fighting should not be taking place so close to our home." He sighed, fingering her ebony locks, "Our child should not be forced to live in such conditions. I was told we would be left alone."

"Beren, you should know better than to trust those evil youkai. I told you this many times-" Her sharp hearing picked up sounds other than the rain and with a simple look her husband received the message and grabbed his gun. There were strangers nearing the house.

"Hold it!" Beren called, his gun aiming just as the forms came into view. However his finger slipped from the trigger in horror. There was a red-haired youth covered in blood, holding a limp figure who appeared an inch from death. His eyes widened when he saw a Sanzo priest and what seemed to be a young child and a dragon as well. The only one not covered in gore was the child and the dragon.

The group stopped, seemingly shocked at the appearance of the man. "Dearest, they are hurt. Let them stay, I can help them."

Beren spun, "Trista! Get back inside, they are youkai!"

She tilted her head up, "Maybe...But they travel with a priest and seem to be sane to me." Her eyes booked no arguments and the kind man relented within moments.

Beren could almost feel their relief as he put up his gun. "I am Beren, and this is Trista. You seem to need some help. Come inside," He looked at the red-head as he said this last, "If there is a way to save your friend, my wife will find it."

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Next time: To live...or to die...Cho Hakkai...

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Okay...question time!

Will this be a Mary-Sue?

shudder NONONO! God...I cant BELIEVE that was asked. shiver I NEVER do Mary-sues!

You aren't giving away much of the plot, why?

PFT! Of COURSE not! What fun would that be? But lets see if you can figure out who its going to be. smirk its not THAT hard.

And, of course, WHATTYA MEAN HAKKAI'S GONE! YOU CANT KILL HIM!

Of course not...I love Hakkai...but that doesn't mean I wont severely play with your minds, now, does it?

Anyway, I loved all my reviews and come back to read ch. 3!