Gensomaden Saiyuki Fan Fiction ❯ Saiyuki Serial: Beautifully Broken Evolution ❯ 13 The Mouth Of Babes ( Chapter 13 )

Author's Note: None of the lovelies of Saiyuki belong to me and all rights apply to the fantastic creators who do own them. I don't make anything off this but satisfying my own perverted desires.

 

~ indicates POV

 

Self-beta job. All fuck-ups are mine alone.

Thanks goes to Lillie for reading this over for me.

 

13 The Mouth Of Babes

 

~Goku~

 

Something was definitely wrong between Sanzo and Gojyo. Come to think of it, things weren't so great between Sanzo and Hakkai either.

 

I might not be smart like Hakkai, but I could tell when Things Weren't Right. Hakkai tried distracting me with food when I asked what was wrong. I knew he wasn't gonna answer me because Hakkai never asked me to help make supper unless he needed to keep me busy. I went with him because… well… it was food. But I can eat and think at the same time... no matter what Gojyo says.

 

Sanzo was grouchier than ever. He was avoiding being near Gojyo. He wasn't even hitting the pervy kappa with his fan or threatening him with his gun. That wasn't fair `cause he sure didn't stop hitting me or pulling his gun on me. He nearly shot my ear off once when all I was doing was saying I was hungry. Sanzo'd never come that close to actually shooting me before. That's how I knew he was really, really upset and not just being… Sanzo.

 

Gojyo stared off into space a lot. His cigarette would burn down to the filter and he'd barely notice. He wasn't even fighting with me. Not even when I was being a pain in the ass on purpose. He'd just sigh softly, ruffle my hair then ignore me. That kinda pissed me off until I saw the way he'd look at Sanzo when Sanzo couldn't see him. He was staring at Sanzo the same way I looked at a meat bun at the end of a long day. Hungry and wanting something so bad it almost hurt not to have it. I'd glanced away fast when I realized what that look was about.

 

I guess Gojyo loved Sanzo. Loved him like I loved meat buns. Not that I wanted to fuck a meat bun….

 

I loved Sanzo too; just not that way. Sanzo rescued me from my prison on that mountain. He was my shining, golden sun but I didn't want to do stuff like that with him. That would be weird and sorta like doing a family member or something. Sanzo was really pretty for a guy but…. I didn't love Sanzo like that.

 

Gojyo did though. I'd seen Gojyo kneeling in front of Sanzo, once, in the forest. He'd been sucking Sanzo off while Sanzo held the banishing gun on him. Only surprise kept me from running into the clearing that time to… I don't know… rescue Gojyo from what Sanzo was making him do.

 

Then I'd heard them and knew what was really going on.

 

The gun thing was some kind of weird, kinky game they played with each other. They were enjoying the almost violence. I knew Gojyo was a total perv but I never would've guessed Sanzo was too. Maybe Gojyo rubbed off on Sanzo or something. I only stuck around long enough to see that Sanzo wasn't gonna kill Gojyo before quietly sneaking away. I wanted to ask Hakkai if he knew about Gojyo and Sanzo but I hadn't been able to find him when I got back to camp. Sanzo'd come back all flushed, smelling of Gojyo and something musky that made parts of my body get interested. The smell seemed familiar and it took me a few minutes of deep thought to pin down where I'd smelled that before. Once I realized just how often I'd smelled that musky scent on both Gojyo and Sanzo, I'd stopped trying to find Sanzo in the forest when I knew Gojyo was out there too.

 

I wasn't big on seeing Gojyo and Sanzo doing it. Thanks, but no thanks.

 

When I thought about it, I sort of noticed that Sanzo'd started to change slowly a few months back. Gojyo changed too. They were both more relaxed but it was way more noticeable with Sanzo. He didn't shoot at me or Gojyo quite so often and if he whipped out his fan, it didn't hurt much when I got whacked with it. He was still moody and threatened to kill me but not nearly as often as before. That was probably Gojyo's doing. I'd heard that regular sex made a person mellow but I never thought something like that would work for Sanzo.

 

Actually, I'd never thought of Sanzo having sex.

 

Sex and Sanzo just seemed like something that didn't go together. He got really mad when people called him pretty and asked him to go with them. I'd seen him shoot at people for just looking at him in a kinda sexy way. That sorta made me wonder what Gojyo did to be with Sanzo like that and not get his ass shot off.

 

Not that I was curious or dumb enough to actually ask.

 

Something happened between them though. It was after that inn we stopped at a couple of weeks ago. Sanzo had been snappy the entire ride in the jeep and I was wishing that Gojyo would just do something to make Sanzo not so bitchy. Kiss him or hug him or suck him off. Whatever worked. Sanzo'd belted me with his fan hard enough to make my ear ring. He'd pulled his gun on Gojyo then too. Even Hakkai stayed silent the rest of the day after that.

 

I was relieved when Sanzo got a room for himself. His mood was meaner than usual but if he got a private room, maybe Gojyo could put him in a better mood. Sanzo always seemed more relaxed when he came back from those walks alone in the forest or when him and Gojyo shared a room for the night.

 

Gojyo did something to piss Sanzo off even more during supper. I didn't know what it was. I was busy trying to steal all the pot stickers before Gojyo got them. Sanzo'd just stood up, snarled at us and stomped away. I figured it was some kind of game they were playing again and that Gojyo won when he smirked. Hakkai just shook his head finished his meal and went to sit at the bar.

 

I'd followed the serving girl when she promised me some extra desert if I helped her clean the pots. Sanzo had already left for his room all mad over losing to Gojyo. Hakkai was having a drink at the bar, while Gojyo went to play cards with the locals. As far as I knew at that point, everything had been a little tense but fine. I figured Sanzo would be fine in the morning `cause he got a room all to himself. He was always in a better mood when he did that and Gojyo didn't spend the night in his own bed.

 

The next morning was a completely different story though.

 

Sanzo had dark circles under his eyes. He looked like he hadn't slept at all. Gojyo was no better. He was hung over and kept shooting nasty looks at the back of Sanzo's head. Hakkai was looking worriedly at Gojyo while sending not so polite stares at Sanzo. I wondered what I'd missed while enjoying the free desert the night before.

 

I wasn't stupid enough to ask. I kept my mouth shut the whole day.

 

I wanted things to go back to the way they were before. I wanted Sanzo to be mellower. I wanted Gojyo to fight with me over the last piece of pork. I wanted Hakkai to be back to his normal, smiling self. I wanted us all to get along like we used to. We'd been lucky so far that we hadn't come up against any serious demons. We weren't fighting as a team anymore. We weren't watching each other's backs.

 

Everybody was tense and unhappy. It felt like a fight was brewing. I was all for a good fight but I didn't understand what this fight was about. I also didn't like being the only guy who didn't know what the hell was going on. If it was just something between Sanzo and Gojyo, I could live with it. But Hakkai knew what was wrong and he wasn't saying anything either.

 

I crossed my arms and slouched further down in my seat. I wasn't some dumb kid who didn't know anything. It's not like I didn't know Sanzo and Gojyo were screwing like rabbits every chance they got. I didn't care that they were both guys. That night at the inn was when things blew up. Whatever happened before that night at the inn, they'd been making each other happy. That's what mattered. Making the person you cared about, happy.

 

When I felt the first fat drops of rain, I scowled. We didn't need this shit on top of whatever was wrong between Gojyo, Sanzo and Hakkai. When it rained, Sanzo shut everybody out and got mean. Well, meaner than normal. Hakkai turned sad. You could almost feel it coming off him if you stayed around him long enough. I don't think he realized that. Gojyo didn't seem bothered by the rain except that he usually watched Hakkai more carefully. He touched Hakkai a lot when it rained. I think he used to do that when they lived together. Sanzo scowled a lot more when he'd see Gojyo touching Hakkai. I don't think Sanzo liked that.

 

By the time we pulled into town, we were all nearly soaked. Sanzo stomped into the inn with us trailing behind him. I was surprised and a little glad when he got four rooms. I loved Sanzo and wanted to help him feel better but his attitude was starting to bug me. Two weeks is an awful long time to be so pissy.

 

Gojyo'd been swinging between seriously pissed at Sanzo to sending him looks of hurt. I'd tried to ask Hakkai a few times what happened between Gojyo and Sanzo and why they were so mad at each other but Hakkai had just looked at me with an expression I'd never seen before. It made me feel sad and mad and scared all at the same time. Hakkai was a pretty scary guy once you got to know him.

 

I went to my room as soon as I could. I didn't want to be around any of them. Sanzo didn't want anybody around him when it rained. Hakkai made me feel like I was drowning in sadness when it rained. Gojyo used to be okay to be around but since their fight or whatever happened between them, he wasn't any fun to be around.

 

This sucked ass.

 

I lay on my bed staring at the ceiling. I was bored but there was nothing I could do about it. They'd all bought booze from the bar and disappeared into their rooms. I could've probably sneaked a beer or two but if Sanzo found out… considering his mood lately, I didn't want him whacking me with his fan or taking a pot shot at me. Playing a game of Mah Jong was out of the question with the mood everybody was in. I sighed and listened to the rain, eventually closing my eyes.

 

I wanted to fix things between my friends. I didn't like them hurting on the inside like they were. I wasn't sure what I could do, but I'd made up my mind. If they were all still mad and pissy in the morning, I was going to make a big scene until they told me what was wrong. I was sure that we could fix whatever the problem was. All we needed to do was talk about it. Maybe apologise and stuff. We'd come this far together and still had a long way to go.