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He was pissed off. Very pissed off. He clenched his shackled wrists in frustration. It actually hurt, they were cold and heavy. /Of all the things in the whole wide universe, Homura chose this. /

Sanzo glared at his reflection in the huge mirror. Gold and blue eyes glared back. Apparently Homura's two lackeys, Shien and Zenon, had imprisoned him in one off the rooms in the tower. Sanzo rolled his bi-colored eyes. He was in the highest tower, playing the damsel in distress.

Sanzo thought it was strange, that Homura actually risked switching bodies with him. Wasn't Homura more powerful than he was? Homura didn't even try appearing in person to snatch Goku, he just cast a couple of transportation spells where he thought the saru would be. Couldn't Homura just transport himself, being a god and all? What was his true objective? The last question reverberated across his mind, leaving an uneasy feeling to settle itself.

Then again, even though being in Homura's body, Sanzo was still unable to just orb out of the tower. Why? Technique. He didn't know how to orb.

Sanzo gritted his teeth. Damn it all!

Sanzo continued to stare at his reflection. Homura's sword was on his belt, adding to the weight on his knees. He unsheathed the sword, watching in slight amazement as flames appeared on its blade. Sanzo swung the sword around, practicing, just in case he needed to behead anyone, say, Shien or Zenon. Or Homura himself. That would be nice. Death by one's own weapon. Sanzo grinned wickedly at the thought.

Sanzo suddenly realized that he looked totally ridiculous, as if he were some hero wannabe practicing for the moment of truth when he would defeat the villain and save the day. Cringing, he replaced the flame sword to its sheath.

Sanzo missed his gun. Badly.

There was nothing like a gun. Reliable. He could shoot someone from a hundred feet away, his Smith and Wesson's was no ordinary firearm. It was special, just like-

Goku.

Sanzo felt his chest tighten in fear as an icy chill ran down his back. How was his young disciple?

Homura would not keep his hands off Goku. He would hurt Goku. And Goku would let him, Sanzo realized in horror. As far as Goku knew, Sanzo was Sanzo, and Sanzo wouldn't hurt him, because Sanzo loved him. And if Sanzo did hurt him, well, it was okay because Sanzo loved him and Goku loved him back.

Sanzo's heart was hammering against his chest. Wait…wouldn't he know if Goku was hurting? Wouldn't Goku call out to him?

No…no, Goku wouldn't do that, because in Goku's eyes, the one hurting him would be Sanzo himself. Why would Goku call out to his own tormentor?

Sanzo suddenly felt weak. His knees started to quake horribly, and he felt a wave of nausea washing over him. Sanzo moved to the bed and sat down on it, his whole body now shaking.

He hugged himself, rocking back and forth, feeling totally weak and helpless. / Goku… /

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Homura continued to mercilessly bruise Goku's lips with his own, as the jeep sped on West.

He had ordered Gojyo to sit in the passenger seat, so that access to the young earth spirit was a lot easier. Besides, in the backseat, he was free to pin Goku down onto the seat, trapping him there with his body. Correction, make that Konzen's body, he thought maliciously.

He had to admit, being in Konzen's body had its perks. For one, Goku was all his. Secondly, he was chain-free. That was definitely a thumbs up. And then there was the fact that the dreaded feeling that death was soon to catch up on him had disappeared.

However, the bad thing about exchanging bodies was that he no longer had godly abilities, and he was now vulnerable to the same things as mortals were. Plus it was difficult to orb, he needed intense concentration and it drained him. But as hard as it was, Homura had to admit that Konzen had it better than him when it came to size-wise. Oh well, he thought nonchalantly, that didn't really matter, he was the one in Konzen now.

To be honest, Homura hadn't really planned for this whole thing to happen. His original motion was that he captured Goku, so that the earth spirit could make his utopia reality, Goku being the key and all that. He would then live out the rest of his days there, with Goku of course. It wouldn't matter much that he was soon to die, being only a half-god, because he would have destroyed Tenkai, and he would have been satisfied with that.

He had stumbled across the potion in an ancient book from his library, while awaiting Konzen to regain consciousness after being transported by mistake, and as if by a twist of fate, this brilliant plan had formed in his mind.

This way, Homura could live longer, and he would have Goku by his side, by his own will, of course, that was an important fact. Brainwashing was out of the window. That made Homura happy enough to overlook the fact that Goku was clueless about the switch. That would soon change, Homura was confident of that. Goku would one day love him for himself, not as Konzen.

At first, the fact that Konzen's reincarnate being mortal would deeply affect the creation of his new world made Homura have second thoughts about the whole thing. But after thinking it thoroughly, Homura came to conclude that it didn't pose a major problem. Konzen did posses enhanced dharmic power; he was capable of being a medium for the power from the new world. He just needed absolute concentration. It would completely drain him, no denying it, but there would be nothing permanent.

Homura grinned, as he pulled away from Goku's sweet lips. / He's so addictive. /

He never thought, not even in his wildest dreams, that Goku could make him feel that good. Of course, it wasn't entirely unexpected, but it had still been a totally exhilarating and mind-blowing experience fucking Goku last night.

Goku's screams and painful yelps had done nothing to dampen the fire in him. Instead it had been strangely arousing listening to Goku's cries of pain. Goku had not begged him to stop, and that was the fun part of this whole thing. Homura knew that Goku would do anything for his precious Konzen, even if it meant pain and suffering.

Homura reached down, below Goku's waistline, and tugged at Goku's pants. He was totally hard, and he needed release. Immediately.

He watched, amused, as Goku's eyes widened, making him look even more enticing. His lips were already cherry red from rough handling, and his face was flushed. His dark-chocolate bangs were sticking to his forehead, slicked with sweat from the heat of Homura's passionate lip-locks.

Homura let out a frustrated growl. He needed release and he needed it now!

He was just about to rip off Goku's pants when the vehicle suddenly stopped, causing him to lurch forward and topple ungraciously on the jeep's floor.

"Sanzo!"

Hakkai admonishing voice sliced through Homura's lust filled thoughts. "Please, Hakuryuu is certainly not the place for that," Hakkai continued more calmly.

"Yeah, you corrupted monk", came Gojyo's lazy drawl. "You've already corrupted the saru, now you want to corrupt Hakuryuu as well?" he went on, bursting into wicked laughter.

Homura decided to ignore the comment, which unbeknownst to him was very unSanzo-like. Instead, he took Goku's hand that was offered rather hesitantly, and promptly pulled himself up from his previous ungraceful position on the jeep's floor.

He then proceeded to half drag, half pull Goku out from Hakuryuu and into the thick forest that was surrounding them on both sides of the road. They had been on the same road for quite some time now, the forest proved to be quite huge.

Goku, not trusting himself to speak, willingly gave into his master's wants.

"Sanzo has gotten a lot more horny, hasn't he?" Gojyo stated, cigarette dangling carelessly from his lips as he watched Sanzo pull Goku from their outline of vision.

Hakkai nodded, agreeing. He was more than a tad bit surprised when Sanzo begun his ministrations upon Goku, especially so openly, in broad daylight for that matter. Hakkai blushed slightly, as Sanzo's and Goku's passion filled cries filled the air. He quickly averted his eyes from Gojyo's gaze as the latter faced him, smirking.

Sanzo's sudden disinterest in their whole journey also didn't escape Hakkai's notice. He knew something was amiss, but what, he didn't know.

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Sanzo was starting to feel more than desperate, as once again Goku's almost faraway cries filled his head. His young lover was in pain, he was suffering from none other than Homura's libido. True, Goku wasn't exactly calling out to him, but he could hear Goku's silent cries of pain, as Homura continued to play with him.

He gritted his teeth as he tried to cover his ears. No, that didn't help; those cries were in his mind.

/ Fucking bastard! Wait till I get my hands on you, Homura… /

His fantasies of different ways to make Homura suffer slowly and painfully were cut short when a metal tray of food was slipped in through the small gutter hole on his sealed door. He cursed as he took in the contents on the tray. For a prisoner, they certainly served good food. He kicked the tray anyway, spilling almost all of its contents on the polished floor. No way in hell was he going to eat that, gourmet cuisine or not.

And how the hell was he going to make Homura pay, when Homura was out there having the time of his life, and he was stuck here? He could orb, but how the fuck was it done?

Suddenly, as if by some will of the gods, (think auntie dearest), he had a vague idea of what he should do. / This had better work. / He would have crossed his fingers, but that just wasn't his style.

He focused his mind, and concentrated on getting the heck out of his godforsaken room. The next thing he knew, he was in this tree-infested forest, sprawled on the ground, his mind spinning. He got up and brushed himself, and that was when he heard screams. Goku's screams, he would recognize them anywhere, he was the youth's lover, for crying out loud!

He ran stupidly through the dense forest, almost tripping over the roots that were uptruding from the forest floor, desperately following Goku's cries. Unfortunately for him, they had stopped, leaving him feeling totally lost. Fuck that, he was lost.

He once again wished for his gun, shooting practice could do wonders in bringing down one's stress-level. Swinging swords around did nothelp whatsoever, as he had earlier discovered.

He was brought back to the thought of his escape from the Konran Tower. Truth be told, he had just wanted out, and poof! here he was.

Maybe if concentrated on something else, say, Goku for instance…

When Sanzo opened his eyes, with his head spinning again, (even though considerably less painful compared to his previous orb), he was greeted with a less than comforting sight.

Sanzo stared at the scene before him, his eyes almost popping out from his head. There, just behind a thick leafy bush, was Goku, and Homura Taishi in his body, both stark naked, with Homura pinning Goku beneath him. Homura was busy, he was currently licking up what suspiciously looked like semen from Goku's tanned stomach, while Goku had his eyes closed, with tears streaming down his pain contorted face, his hands clutching the golden strands of Homura's head.

The scent of blood was already in the air, and soon, more was to be spilled.

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A/N : o.O …How was it? Too confusing? Boring? Please, don't hesitate to tell…

Wait! One more thing before you decide you've had enough of me! I just want to know what do you guys think of the yaoi scenes…too much…? Too elaborated? Maybe you would prefer something less…picturesque? Or too little? XD

Please, I need to know… By the way, congrats on making it this far and thanks for not abandoning me. Heheh.