Gensomaden Saiyuki Fan Fiction ❯ Broken Bonds Forged Trilogy ❯ 1 Breaking Apart ( Chapter 1 )

Author's Notes: I don't own Saiyuki or any of the characters. I make zero claims on them and all rights apply to the wonderful creators who do own them. I don't make a damn thing off this fic except the gratification of my own sick and twisted desires.

 

Mucho thanks to Tam for her excellent beta skills. Kisses babe.

 

1 Breaking Apart

 

Pain was the first thing I noticed when I managed to drag myself back to consciousness. The second thing I noticed was the rough bark of the tree against my skin; all of my skin. My eyes flew open and the world dipped and spun in front of me. I swallowed back the bile that rose in my throat and tried to push myself up from where I lay. I realized I was tied to a log at the same moment that I felt the presence of another person nearby.

 

“Hello, Kouryuu.”

 

I knew that voice. I hadn't heard it in years but I'd never forget it. Shuuei. I struggled to remember what happened but it was a total blank. What led me to being bound naked to a log in the forest? Where were Gojyo, Hakkai and Goku? What did Shuuei intend to do to me?

 

“Those disgusting demons you're travelling with aren't here. You're a disgrace to the Sanzo title. Consorting with demons. They're filth and need to be cleansed from the world. As soon as I finish with you, I'm going to take care of them, too.”

 

He was insane. I could hear it in his voice. That hard truth made my belly flutter with nerves. Once, he was a friend. Now… I had no idea what he was. I knew for a fact that I wasn't safe with him and that I was in deep shit, bound and naked as I was. I had no idea where my weapon or the scripture was.

 

Fuck.

 

“I didn't believe that you were associating with those… abominations until I saw it for myself. I thought you were out there in the world eradicating the demon scum like you were supposed to. But you're not. Everything is breaking apart, Kouryuu. Even the beads you gave me. I still wear them you know,” said Shuuei as he finally stepped into my line of sight.

 

Shit. Fuck. Piss. Some days it just didn't pay to get out of bed.

 

Shuuei's eyes held insanity. The prayer beads were indeed cracking. They were probably the only thing holding his complete possession and fall into total madness at bay. His body was covered in sutra. The fact that he was as naked as I was and sporting an erection was not a good sign. It was a very bad sign to my way of thinking.

 

“I was told to take the demons with me. I didn't have a choice. You think I like travelling with them?” I was disgusted with myself. That sounded whiny even to my own ears.

 

“It doesn't matter, Kouryuu. I'm going to cleanse you of the taint of those demons and then I'll give you peace before I deal with those fiends,” he said as soft insanity and lust mixed in his eyes.

 

He ran his hands over my back and squeezed my ass. I felt like I wanted to crawl out of my skin from his touch. He started to talk to me about how he thought I had been a pretty child. How I had lovely eyes. His voice took on a sing-song quality as he remarked about how my skin felt like silk. I felt his fingers tangle roughly in my hair as he sighed. That sigh made me nervous. Was he frustrated? Angry? God's forbid, was it a sigh of longing?

 

His lips were dry and fever hot when he pressed them to my forehead. I tested the rope that tied my hands but otherwise remained motionless. Shuuei might have been insane but he knew enough to tie the knots tightly. I hissed when I felt him move behind me and position his cock in the cleft of my ass. No way in hell was I going to just lie there and let him rape me. I started to struggle and cursed Shuuei.

 

My head spun and my ears rang from the fist to my temple. I blinked as I struggled to get the two images I saw to combine into one. My thoughts were suddenly fuzzy. I could feel something hot pressing between my ass cheeks and there was somebody chanting near me. I shook my head and groaned when that made the double-vision worse. I closed my eyes and concentrated on clearing my head. Several deep breaths later and my mind snapped back to the present.

 

Shuuei. Naked. The forest. Me tied to a log and just as naked. His cock pressed between my ass cheeks.

 

I renewed my struggles and curses of Shuuei. He cackled insanely and landed another blow, this time to the back of my head. My teeth clicked painfully shut. Shuuei fisted his hand in my hair and pulled my head back until I thought he was going to break my neck. His cock rubbed back and forth between my cheeks and his chanting got higher in tone and faster until his hand unexpectedly tightened painfully in my hair. The chanting abruptly stopped and in the sudden silence, I heard a sharp crack. Warmth striped my back and the grip in my hair loosened.

 

Shuuei panted and I felt his rough fingers start swirling patterns in the seed on my back. A few precious seconds passed before I realized he was writing a sutra on me with his release. I shuddered in revulsion and squirmed as much as the ropes allowed, all the while cursing him to hell and beyond. Another blow to the head and I tasted blood. I spit and opened my mouth to start cursing Shuuei again and heard a voice I wasn't sure I was glad to hear or not.

 

“Sanzo? Where are you? Sanzo?” Goku yelled.

 

“Looks like I don't have time to finish with you, Kouryuu. We'll meet again. Soon. Before everything breaks apart.”

 

I heard Shuuei leave just as Goku burst through the trees. He spotted me and ran over to my side babbling excitedly. Hakkai and Gojyo followed behind Goku, took one look at me and sent Goku to find my clothes. Hakkai set me free and pulled a handkerchief from his pocket. He wiped my back without a word and tossed the cloth into the bushes. I sat up slowly, trying to keep any dizziness from the blows to my head to a minimum. Goku dashed back with my clothes and miraculously kept his mouth shut as I dressed. My gun was tucked in with the scripture and, once I had both back in my possession, I felt more in control.

 

Gojyo met my eyes and gave the barest of nods as his mouth set in a grim line. He handed me a smoke and something I took for a pebble. I turned it over in my hand and realized it was a piece of the prayer beads that I had given to Shuuei so long ago.

 

I closed my fist over it until I felt the sharp edge cut my palm. I drew my hand back and threw the shard into the forest. Shuuei was gone in more ways than one. I checked the bullets in my gun and stalked away from the place where a person I had considered a friend had died.