Gensomaden Saiyuki Fan Fiction ❯ Life's Pains ❯ Saiyuki Boys To The Rescue ( Chapter 1 )

I knew there was something funny about the house the minute I set foot into it. Its walls were twisted and cracked, the floor groaned as I stepped on it. The ceiling was falling apart, and the pungent stench of death lingered in the air. As I walked further into the house, I noticed bloodstains that tainted the greyish-yellow wallpaper, giving off a faint metallic smell. My forehead was damp with perspiration, my hands were clammy and trembling. Out of the blue, I heard the indistinct creaking of a door. Fear overwhelmed me. In a flash, I bold for the door. It was locked. My only way out of this nightmare was gone. Suddenly, an abyss of dark, foreboding tendrils surrounded me. (A/n: wow, scary! Nice!)

The silence was deafening. I could hear the rhythmic thumping of my heart and rushing of blood to my head. I tensed. Something was coming. To my horror, I saw the walls of the house twisting and bending, forming a dome over m head. The darkness was weaving in and out of the cracks in the walls, heading towards me. I shut my eyes, awaiting the painful death that was to come.

I heard a loud war cry and a slam. Then, I saw light. In amazement, I turned my head to see a young boy, his well-toned body and amber eyes luminous in the blinding light, leaping into my dark prison fearlessly. Swinging his staff, he smashed the darkness, which shattered into shards and vanished into thin air. A wave of relief washed over me. I rushed to the boy and hugged him, crying my heart out. "Looks like Goku found himself a girlfriend," a mocking voice teased my saviour. I blushed beetroot-red (A/n: =^^=) and released the boy who was choking under my tight grasp. He shot a playful glare at three people; two of them were smiling despite the presence of darkness earlier in the day. I looked at them. The man in green noticed my curious stare ad decided to introduce themselves.

The young guy who teased the boy is called Gojyo. He had crimson hair with fiery red eyes that sparkled with mischief, yet burned with passion at the same time. He wore a brown leather jacket that reminded me of an old-fashioned pilot. He was holding a cigarette in his mouth and had a cocky grin on his facial features. His face had two long, thin scars on his left cheek that was half hidden behind his shoulder-length hair. The man who was introducing his companions is called Hakkai. He was a wanted murderer who was granted a new lease of life. He had dark chocolate brown hair and wore a monocle. His emerald-green eyes repressed pain and hurt within them. His face had an unwavering smile that gave him a cheerful look. He wore a shawl that hung down from his left shoulder and tied on the other side of his waist. A pearl-white dragon was perched on his shoulder. It has silvery-red eyes and was known as Jippu.

The blonde guy with amethyst eyes is called Sanzo. His eyes withheld a dark shadow, although they gleamed with apathy. He had a handsome face, and he wore the usual Sanzo outfit, which consist of bamboo armour and a pale yellow silk robe tied with a black sash at his slim waist. Sanzo also carried a spirit-ascending gun and a constant scowl on his face. My saviour is known as Goku. He has golden-brown hair with a golden circlet on his head. His amber eyes brimming with innocence and playfulness. He wore a typical teenage shirt with an orange cape. His pants are tattered and torn. His face had a cheeky grin that portrayed his recklessness. He also wore wristbands and had a laid-back attitude.

I gaped at Hakkai's description. The title `Sanzo' is the highest rank given to monks to protect the Holy Scriptures. To meet one would be a `once-a-lifetime' opportunity. All of a sudden I felt a cold chill. I turned around, and found myself standing on rotting corpses, lit by candlelights. I was shocked! Sanzo wore a frustrated look while Goku looked bewildered. A sinister laughter shattered the silence. "Welcome once again to my world, Sanzo and company. I, Zakuro, would be your escort to hell!" Zakuro laughed again, sending shivers down my spine. What had I gotten myself into now?

Zakuro eyed me with lust. "Looks like you have found some extra company, Sanzo," He smirked and revealed razor-sharp fangs. "Let me play with her for while." I shrieked in fright and hid behind Goku, only to find several images of Zakuro stalking towards me predatorily. I was astonished and confused, until Hakkai told me that Zakuro's eyes were hypnotic and he specialised in conjuring illusions. I shut my eyes, trying to overcome his hypnosis. Zakuro laughed ominously at my futile efforts to fight his powers. Then his eyes widened and he doubled over in pain. Goku had once again rescued me by thrusting his staff at Zakuro's stomach and kicking him down. I forced a smile to assure the others that I would be fine. However, Zakuro had more tricks up his sleeve. His eyes flashed, and I was in the dark abyss again.

Blood, I smelled blood. I felt a sharp pain and glancing down at my left hand, screaming in terror as I saw an enormous gash like the Grand Canyon. Blood poured freely from it and I saw my bones protruding, with muscles, veins and dried blood vessels hanging sickeningly from it. Next, I heard a shredding sound and realised my flesh on my left arm was being torn to shreds, like pieces of rags dangling from my shoulder. I became light-headed and threw up. I wanted to cry and scream, but my voice was hoarse and my throat stung. My senses were dulling. I would have welcomed death there and then. A cold, harsh wind mercilessly whipped my hair about. I collapsed onto my knees, hearing faint voices calling out for me. Weakened greatly, I believed it was all my imagination. My mind kept replaying all the horrible and unwanted memories from the back of my head. I recognised one as the day my father committed suicide before my eyes. Suddenly, everything became blurry and I felt tired from the blood loss. Before I shut my eyes, I thought I heard someone scream my name, and I sank into the black sea of unconsciousness. (A/n: I love blood! *Licks up blood* Ew… Metallic!)

I felt someone shaking my violently in a rough way and awoke with a start. Gojyo was holding me, jerking me back and forth. He heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that I was awake. "Thank goodness you are fine," He began to say but I was not paying much attention to his words. Instead, I stared at my left arm, which was unhurt. I was puzzled. Was everything I saw all an illusion? "… Goku had to transform into his demon form in order to save you," Gojyo ranted on. I snapped out of my thoughts, stunned. "Goku … Transformed?" Instantly, Gojyo looked like he regretted what he had said. He grinned sheepishly at his slip-up. My eyes wandered to Goku, who was still in his demon form, sleeping at the base of a tree nearby. Then, he began to stir.

He smirked at me, pleased that I was all right. However, I was quite frightened. Goku now has long, wavy hair and long, pointed ears. His eyes were still amber, but they had become slits like those of a cat's. With sharp fangs and deadly claws, he looked very intimidating for a demon. (A/n: Kawaii!) I swallowed, trying to reassure myself that he would not hurt me. Unfortunately, when Goku got up, I had a change of mind and took off in fear, ignoring the others' pleas for me to stay. Meanwhile, out of hearing range, Zakuro snickered in a dangerous way while tending to his wounds. "I will get your scriptures one day, Sanzo. That girl will make a lovely bait." All the crows took flight as Zakuro's evil laughter resounded out loud.

I sat by the beach crying. I could hardly believe that Goku, the person who saved my life so many times, was a deadly, bloodthirsty demon. I felt betrayed, remembering all the days when demons attacked my home and killed everyone but my father and I.

~* Flashback *~

"Run!" My father grabbed my hand as we dashed out of the village together. I was only four then. I just ran along with my father. Finally, we stopped by an abandoned building. My father fell to his knees, muttering my mother's name, along with some incoherent words. Then he drew out his handgun. "Daddy, what's that?" I asked, before I heard the dreaded sound that tore my heart apart.

~* End flashback *~ (It sux, I know. Bear with me)

I whimpered softly to myself, "Let everything stop hurting. Let me rest in peace, I just want everything to stop."

"Everything does not just disappear at your command," a stern voice broke through my thoughts. "You will just have to face your problems yourself, then you will see the light." I lifted my tear-stained face to glance at Sanzo. This was the first time I heard him say something other than "Hn". My eyes swelled up with tears again. I buried my head in his chest and cried. Sanzo was utterly shocked by my actions. He stood there, stunned. Finally, he wrapped his arms around awkwardly. It was obvious he never comforted anyone before. After I finished crying, he pushed me off him and walked off. I gave a small smile and ran after him.

"You came back!" Goku, now no longer at his demon form, pounced on you with a tight hug. I was a little tensed from the previous encounter. Gojyo snickered. "The baka saru (stupid monkey) does have a girlfriend! When are you having babies?" Goku blushed bright red and let me go. "At least I don't flirt like you, kono ero kappa (you perverted water monster)!" That started a nice long battle between the two boys. Hakkai laughed casually. Sanzo joined in the little battle and fired his gun all about. "If both of you don't shut your pie hole right now, I run a bigger one through it!" (A/n: Bang! Bang! Bang! There goes the neighbourhood! -_-") I couldn't help but giggle at their behaviour. It was almost like I was now part of their odd little "family".