Gensomaden Saiyuki Fan Fiction ❯ No evil ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )
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By: Allumace 
Where's Sanzo?
Anime/Manga: Gensomaden Saiyuki Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Angst / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.12.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 749 | Status: Work In Progress
Where's Sanzo?
Anime/Manga: Gensomaden Saiyuki Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Angst / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.12.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 749 | Status: Work In Progress
Chapter 2
//I am Sanzo. My mission is to destroy all youkai. I don't care what it takes, I will complete my task, no matter the consequences. For I am appointed to do so, failure is intolerable.//
//I am Sanzo. My mission is to destroy all…//
The only thought left in his mind, repeating over and over. Blackness again.
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"Where's that damn monk now?"
Gojyo walked up and down the debris, kicking everything in his way as far as he could.
"Easy now," Hakkai smiled, "Sanzo probably found something and is now investigating it."
"Very unlikely," Gojyo snorted and continued to pace through the ruins.
The redhead stopped when he felt Hakkai's hand on his shoulder. It was a soft touch, but Gojyo knew he wouldn't be able to shake off the hand. Hakkai wasn't a person Gojyo found himself easy to ignore. The man had finally stopped smiling.
"Please, don't be like that, Gojyo," Hakkai whispered.
"It's not normal, he shouldn't walk off like that on his own, not in the middle of a fight. This could be a fucking youkai's nest for all we know. There could be a hell of a lot more of them around here!" Gojyo spat out. He was sick and tired with Sanzo's behaviour, how he could get away with basically anything because he was "a man with a mission".
"I know, but the only thing we can do now is keep our heads cool and continue looking."
Gojyo sighed. "I need a cigarette."
Hakkai started smiling again. "You could've given him one, you know. Don't tell me you didn't notice he was out of cigarettes."
Gojyo grinned maliciously. "Hey, if the holy man wanted one of my smokes, all he had to do was ask," Gojyo answered, very well knowing Sanzo would rather bite his tongue than do so.
"HEY, guys, over here!"
A very exited Goku was frantically jumping up and down, trying to draw the other's attention.
"Hurry, hurry, I found something!"
Hakkai and Gojyo rushed to the boy.
"What did you find?"
"There's something down here," Goku said, completely out of breath, "I thought I could smell Sanzo."
Between the rocks and the leftovers from the building there was a small inlet. With all the kudzu hanging in front of it, it was barely noticeable. If not for Goku, they would've passed it right by. A stairs was leading down. It was dark down there. Sanzo surely would never go investigate something suspicious like that all by himself now, would he? He probably would. Still, this was one of the last possibilities where the priest could hang out. Maybe he was meditating down there and hadn't heard the rest of the party looking for him? That could be it. Yeah, and pigs can fly.
"Let's go! Let's go!" Goku cried, tugging at Hakkai's sleeve.
A soft noise came from down there, like a child crying.
"What's that?" Gojyo slitted his eyes, trying to peer through the dark. Nothing though.
"We should check it out," he said to the others, "keep your weapons ready. Hakkai, you make some light."
Hakkai did what he was asked to do. Carefully the three of them descended down the stairs. Halfway down, they heard it again. Soft sobbing. It made the three of them feel very apprehensive.
Finally they arrived into a large room. It was dark as night, for no sunlight reached down there. Hakkai casted another light spell, flooding the room in bright light.
"There's nothing to see," Goku said, clearly disappointed, "Sanzo?!"
In the middle of the room there was a massive stone table. Maybe it had been an altar once. Broken furniture was lying around there, some leftovers from earlier visitors, perhaps seeking shelter against the night or the rain in there. Maybe the youkai lived down there, though it didn't smell like youkai. There were bloodstains on the walls. Gojyo walked towards the stains, brushing them lightly with his fingertips.
"They're all dried up, probably very old."
"At least that's a bit of a relief."
"Let's go back upstairs," Gojyo finally said after some more investigating, "this place gives me the creeps."
Hakkai nodded, "there's clearly a presence here, I just can't figure it out."
Back in the sunlight, the group continued searching. Goku checked practically behind every rock. When evening fell, Gojyo found him sitting against the leftovers of a wall, his head buried in his arms. Gojyo sat himself next to the boy.
"I'm sure we'll find him," he whispered, stroking the boy's back, "Hakkai has this feeling, you know him. He's rarely ever off on that."
Goku sighed and dropped his head against Gojyo's shoulder.
"I'm not leaving without him."
"Neither will we."
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They were so close. They passed right in front of him. Why didn't they help? It was like he was invisible.
"One for the mouse,
One for the crow,
One to rot,
One to grow."
That voice again. So it was still there? Small like a child, but not quite human.
Sanzo lay on the floor, hurting, bleeding. He tried to get up, but his arms couldn't support his weight. His knee was useless too, probably couldn't walk on it even if he wanted to. He'd never be able to make it out of there all alone.
The priest shifted a little, adjusting the leftovers of his robes. They had been shredded to pieces. Sanzo started to get cold. There was barely anything left from the cloth. That angered the priest. He did not only have to suffer the torture, but now the indignity too. Without his clothes he felt even more vulnerable against this unknown enemy.
That thing came near him again, touching him. Sanzo hadn't the strength left to move away. It laughed a toothless grin. Hollow eyes seemed to stare right into the priest, eating at his mind, stealing wat was left of his soul.
"What did I dream?
I do not know,
The fragments fly like chaff.
Yet strange my mind
Was tickled so,
I cannot help but laugh."
Sanzo moaned.
"They cannot walk in dreams, after all, life is just a dream, isn't it? They won't ever find you."
It came closer and trailed a hand down Sanzo's back, pushing away the shredded cloth, reopening wounds that were barely closed. The priest shifted slightly, not having the strength to do anything about it.
"Bastard," the priest cursed.
It took Sanzo's chin in its hand, pushing its nails into his cheeks.
"The marquis'll be here soon. He'll stop you from using such dirty words."
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Sanzo's voice slurred a bit, as if he was drunk. It took enough effort as it was just to speak, nevermind sounding threatening -or even sane.
"He'll really like you. You see, for a long time I could only give him youkai or small animals. Things that lived around here. He'll really like a human priest, especially such a pretty one."
Sanzo felt the last shards of his clothing being removed. He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. There was nothing else to do than to wait.
"Fee! Fie! Foe! Fum!
I smell the blood of a priest.
Be he 'live, or be he dead,
I'll grind his bones to make my feast."
To be continued?
//I am Sanzo. My mission is to destroy all youkai. I don't care what it takes, I will complete my task, no matter the consequences. For I am appointed to do so, failure is intolerable.//
//I am Sanzo. My mission is to destroy all…//
The only thought left in his mind, repeating over and over. Blackness again.
@@@
"Where's that damn monk now?"
Gojyo walked up and down the debris, kicking everything in his way as far as he could.
"Easy now," Hakkai smiled, "Sanzo probably found something and is now investigating it."
"Very unlikely," Gojyo snorted and continued to pace through the ruins.
The redhead stopped when he felt Hakkai's hand on his shoulder. It was a soft touch, but Gojyo knew he wouldn't be able to shake off the hand. Hakkai wasn't a person Gojyo found himself easy to ignore. The man had finally stopped smiling.
"Please, don't be like that, Gojyo," Hakkai whispered.
"It's not normal, he shouldn't walk off like that on his own, not in the middle of a fight. This could be a fucking youkai's nest for all we know. There could be a hell of a lot more of them around here!" Gojyo spat out. He was sick and tired with Sanzo's behaviour, how he could get away with basically anything because he was "a man with a mission".
"I know, but the only thing we can do now is keep our heads cool and continue looking."
Gojyo sighed. "I need a cigarette."
Hakkai started smiling again. "You could've given him one, you know. Don't tell me you didn't notice he was out of cigarettes."
Gojyo grinned maliciously. "Hey, if the holy man wanted one of my smokes, all he had to do was ask," Gojyo answered, very well knowing Sanzo would rather bite his tongue than do so.
"HEY, guys, over here!"
A very exited Goku was frantically jumping up and down, trying to draw the other's attention.
"Hurry, hurry, I found something!"
Hakkai and Gojyo rushed to the boy.
"What did you find?"
"There's something down here," Goku said, completely out of breath, "I thought I could smell Sanzo."
Between the rocks and the leftovers from the building there was a small inlet. With all the kudzu hanging in front of it, it was barely noticeable. If not for Goku, they would've passed it right by. A stairs was leading down. It was dark down there. Sanzo surely would never go investigate something suspicious like that all by himself now, would he? He probably would. Still, this was one of the last possibilities where the priest could hang out. Maybe he was meditating down there and hadn't heard the rest of the party looking for him? That could be it. Yeah, and pigs can fly.
"Let's go! Let's go!" Goku cried, tugging at Hakkai's sleeve.
A soft noise came from down there, like a child crying.
"What's that?" Gojyo slitted his eyes, trying to peer through the dark. Nothing though.
"We should check it out," he said to the others, "keep your weapons ready. Hakkai, you make some light."
Hakkai did what he was asked to do. Carefully the three of them descended down the stairs. Halfway down, they heard it again. Soft sobbing. It made the three of them feel very apprehensive.
Finally they arrived into a large room. It was dark as night, for no sunlight reached down there. Hakkai casted another light spell, flooding the room in bright light.
"There's nothing to see," Goku said, clearly disappointed, "Sanzo?!"
In the middle of the room there was a massive stone table. Maybe it had been an altar once. Broken furniture was lying around there, some leftovers from earlier visitors, perhaps seeking shelter against the night or the rain in there. Maybe the youkai lived down there, though it didn't smell like youkai. There were bloodstains on the walls. Gojyo walked towards the stains, brushing them lightly with his fingertips.
"They're all dried up, probably very old."
"At least that's a bit of a relief."
"Let's go back upstairs," Gojyo finally said after some more investigating, "this place gives me the creeps."
Hakkai nodded, "there's clearly a presence here, I just can't figure it out."
Back in the sunlight, the group continued searching. Goku checked practically behind every rock. When evening fell, Gojyo found him sitting against the leftovers of a wall, his head buried in his arms. Gojyo sat himself next to the boy.
"I'm sure we'll find him," he whispered, stroking the boy's back, "Hakkai has this feeling, you know him. He's rarely ever off on that."
Goku sighed and dropped his head against Gojyo's shoulder.
"I'm not leaving without him."
"Neither will we."
@@@
They were so close. They passed right in front of him. Why didn't they help? It was like he was invisible.
"One for the mouse,
One for the crow,
One to rot,
One to grow."
That voice again. So it was still there? Small like a child, but not quite human.
Sanzo lay on the floor, hurting, bleeding. He tried to get up, but his arms couldn't support his weight. His knee was useless too, probably couldn't walk on it even if he wanted to. He'd never be able to make it out of there all alone.
The priest shifted a little, adjusting the leftovers of his robes. They had been shredded to pieces. Sanzo started to get cold. There was barely anything left from the cloth. That angered the priest. He did not only have to suffer the torture, but now the indignity too. Without his clothes he felt even more vulnerable against this unknown enemy.
That thing came near him again, touching him. Sanzo hadn't the strength left to move away. It laughed a toothless grin. Hollow eyes seemed to stare right into the priest, eating at his mind, stealing wat was left of his soul.
"What did I dream?
I do not know,
The fragments fly like chaff.
Yet strange my mind
Was tickled so,
I cannot help but laugh."
Sanzo moaned.
"They cannot walk in dreams, after all, life is just a dream, isn't it? They won't ever find you."
It came closer and trailed a hand down Sanzo's back, pushing away the shredded cloth, reopening wounds that were barely closed. The priest shifted slightly, not having the strength to do anything about it.
"Bastard," the priest cursed.
It took Sanzo's chin in its hand, pushing its nails into his cheeks.
"The marquis'll be here soon. He'll stop you from using such dirty words."
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Sanzo's voice slurred a bit, as if he was drunk. It took enough effort as it was just to speak, nevermind sounding threatening -or even sane.
"He'll really like you. You see, for a long time I could only give him youkai or small animals. Things that lived around here. He'll really like a human priest, especially such a pretty one."
Sanzo felt the last shards of his clothing being removed. He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. There was nothing else to do than to wait.
"Fee! Fie! Foe! Fum!
I smell the blood of a priest.
Be he 'live, or be he dead,
I'll grind his bones to make my feast."
To be continued?