Gensomaden Saiyuki Fan Fiction ❯ Saiyuki Serial: Beautifully Broken Evolution ❯ 33 The End Of Days ( Chapter 32 )

Authors Note: I don't own Saiyuki and make no claims or money off it. If I did, there'd be a whole hell of a lot of kinky shit going down.

 

33The End Of Days

 

~Gojyo~

 

Something was definitely up with Sanzo. He'd been acting all weird in the bathhouse a month ago and I'd seen what I was pretty sure was love in his eyes later in the room when I went to confront him about his weirdness. I'd actually been smart enough to keep my yap shut about what I believed I saw in his eyes. I didn't pressure him to spill his guts or anything, not like he would've. I let him continue to take his baby steps and waited for when he'd feel comfortable about saying something to me about how he felt. I didn't know everything about Sanzo but one thing I knew for damn sure was that there was absolutely no forcing him to do anything he didn't want to. Making him face his feelings was a sure fire way to have him run in the opposite direction of my open arms and heart.

 

That would be after he shot me first for suggesting that he might feel something for me.

 

But the whole thing with the temple and the snotty, asshole of a priest was…. Sanzo had looked a little shaken up when he'd come out to talk to me. I wasn't so far gone into guilt over maybe keeping him from what he was supposed to be doing on this journey that I didn't notice that. But then, him telling me that my opinion mattered to him and him pulling me into his arms…. That blew me fucking away. That'd been the last thing I expected Sanzo to do and made me as happy as Goku with a mountain of meat buns that he'd done it.

 

Goku was being all weird, too. Half the time he looked like he was about to burst with something he wanted to say. The other half of the time he was giving strange looks to Hakkai and Hakuryuu. So far, I didn't think Hakkai had noticed but I was almost positive the flying rat had. He was a lot smarter than people believed and I was convinced that he understood every fucking word we said. That was a little creepy but it had been useful that one time when Hakkai needed to rest and I'd gotten Hakuryuu to help me out in making Hakkai just stop. But, if I could see the annoyance in Hakuryuu from Goku's constant staring, it was no huge leap of logic that Hakkai would notice pretty damn soon, too, if he hadn't already.

 

As if thinking about Goku had sent out a come here vibe, he tried to walk casually over to me, but ended up looking suspicious as hell with the all the whistling and looking around and up into the trees as if he expected to be dive-bombed any second. The monkey seriously didn't get the whole subtlety concept.

 

“Can I talk to you for a minute, Gojyo?” Goku asked in a low voice while his eyes darted over to where Hakkai was adding something to the pot hanging over the campfire before giving it a stir. My stomach rumbled when I smelled stew.

 

“Sure. What's eating your brain, monkey-boy?”

 

“I'm not a monkey,” Goku said automatically without any real heat in the words. “I need to ask you something kinda… private. You can't tell anybody what I tell you either. I wouldn't even say nothing to you about it, but this is seriously freaking me the hell out and I can't stop thinking about it.”

 

A faint pink blush touched Goku's cheeks and he looked away from me. I frowned for a couple of seconds before it hit me. Ah crap. The last thing I wanted to do was have some kind of serious, for real sex talk with Goku. I was much better at tease the hell out of Goku with vaguely dirty or suggestive sex stuff. Wasn't having The Big Talk About Sex supposed to be Sanzo's job? On second thought, considering the screwed up ideas he had about sex that I was still trying to fix, it would probably be better for everybody if I talked to Goku.

 

“Ummm… sometimes when you see a pretty girl or maybe even a boy, you'll feel things happening to your body that have never happened before. It's okay though and totally normal and can even lead to feeling really good,” I started.

 

Goku stared at me for several second before rolling his eyes. “Not that you stupid cockroach. I've seen people fuck before. I know what happens when you get a boner and I even like to whack off just before bed if I can. It makes me sleep real good then. This is about some other sex thing. Something I can't figure out no matter how hard I think about it. And I don't want to think about it, but once I started thinking about it, I can't not think about it. Because you're the biggest perv I know, I figured you'd have an idea how it worked and stuff.”

 

Okay, I really didn't need to know that little part of Goku's bedtime routine. But at least I didn't need to give him the whole sex talk. That was a relief. Then the information about him seeing people fuck registered and I couldn't stop myself from asking who he'd seen.

 

“Monks in the temple mostly. Once this chick and some dude behind a store in a town we were passing through. You and Sanzo. But this other thing is driving me crazy and you gotta help me figure it out, Gojyo. I just can't work out how all the parts fits together no matter how hard I think about it.”

 

My brain came to a screeching halt when Goku said he'd seen me and Sanzo fuck. I'd forgotten he'd seen us that one time. Even if Sanzo loved me, if he ever found out Goku had seen us, he'd kill me and the monkey without blinking an eye. Please, please, please let Goku have enough brains in his head to forever keep his big mouth shut about that.

 

“You… uhhh… haven't said anything to Sanzo about that, have you? You didn't see everything that time anyway, right?”

 

“I'm not stupid. Sanzo would blow my head off if I said anything. Yeah, I pretty much saw everything. Sanzo did you against a tree while he held his gun on you. You looked like you were getting off on that, too. So did Sanzo. You guys are weird, y'know, but I guess as long as you both liked it, its okay.”

 

I couldn't help it. I smirked. That had been a pretty smoking hot time. Sanzo hadn't gotten his gun involved in our playtime in a while. Maybe I should ask him to. Maybe a game of question the stubborn thief or something like that. A little light bondage involved. Possibly even some light spanking. My eyes slid over to where Sanzo was reading his paper and I licked my lips. Yeah, my hands cuffed behind my back, Sanzo pressing the barrel of his gun against my cock, his voice rough and demanding in my ear. Maybe holding onto the chain of the cuffs as he fucked me hard against the wall.

 

Oh hell yeah.

 

“Hey, earth to pervy kappa, I'm being serious here. You can do that freaky shit with Sanzo later. I have something I need to ask you now before I die of curiosity.”

 

I dragged my eyes away from Sanzo and the way the setting sun made it look like there was a halo around his head. God, I wanted him. Fuck he was gorgeous, but so totally not going to do a damn thing sexually with me while we were camping out in the back of beyond and sharing tent space with Goku and Hakkai. Damn. I pulled a cigarette out and lit it while trying to will away the amazing boner in my pants that wasn't going to get used any time soon. I blew the smoke away from Goku and gestured with my hand for him to say whatever was rattling around in his head.

 

“Okay,” Goku took a deep breath and his earlier blush burned hot over his cheeks again. “I mostly get how sex works between two guys. Somebody gets a dick up their ass and it must feel good even if I think that'd hurt and feel weird because a dick is like, big, and stuff usually goes out that way not in, but if it didn't feel good, then why would people do it, right?”

 

I smirked. “Yeah, it feels good. Really good. There's a thing in your ass that feels amazing when something rubs against it. Sometimes, you can come from just having that spot pressed and nothing touching your dick.”

 

Goku turned even redder and gave me a disbelieving look mixed with a dash of curiosity. I took another drag on my smoke to hide the grin when I thought that monkey-boy might try a little ass play the next time he jerked off just to see if I was telling the truth or not. Man, was he gonna be surprised as shit when he pressed on that little joy button.

 

“Yeah, right. So, ummm…, Hakuryuu is like a boy dragon, right?” Goku waited for me to nod before he continued. “If he was going to have sex with another guy, a human guy, he'd have to take it in the ass, right? I mean, I'm thinking that boy dragons are like every guy and don't have any other hole where a dick could go, right? I guess he could fuck another dude, but he's little so I'm thinking that his dick is probably little, too. Like too little to get into somebody's ass. I've never seen his dick or anything, but that makes sense, right?”

 

What the fuck? Where did that line of freaky thought come from?

 

“So, if Hakuryuu did take a dick up his butt… ummm… how big can an asshole stretch open without like… splitting a person in two or something? I mean, a couple of times I've taken a really, really big shit and I was sure that nothing that size would've ever been able to come out of my ass, but it did, even if it hurt and I thought I was gonna die while it was happening.”

 

I dropped my smoke as I started to laugh. Oh god, this was hysterical. I was seriously going to hurt myself laughing this hard. I was a little freaked that Goku was thinking about nailing Hakuryuu, but the flying rat could take care of himself pretty good. One fireball to the face would probably cure Goku of the idea of fucking Hakuryuu. My ribs were starting to ache from laughing so much and Sanzo and Hakkai were now looking our way.

 

“Shut up you stupid kappa. Fuck, I knew I should've never asked you no matter how insane the idea was making me. I bet you don't know how Hakkai could fuck Hakuryuu either,” Goku hissed as he shot nervous looks over his shoulder at Hakkai.

 

Wait, what?

 

I grabbed Goku's arm as he turned to walk away. He couldn't have said what I think he just said. No fucking way. Where the hell would he even get an idea like that? That was…. Hakkai wouldn't do shit like that. Would he? He did sleep with his sister, but, well, she was human and Hakuryuu isn't. But, at the same time, it would sort of explain a lot of the weird even for Hakkai behaviour over the past few months. But… no, Hakkai wasn't that freaky. Was he?

 

“Where the hell did you get that fucking idea? I know you're a dumb monkey, but you're not normally this dumb.”

 

“I'm not dumb. I thought about this really, really hard and it all makes sense. Hakkai smells like sex pretty often now and it's not like jerk off sex smell. You'd probably notice it if you weren't always smelling like sex with Sanzo. The smell on Hakkai is a sex with somebody else smell and the somebody else smell is always the same, so I know it's not some random person in whatever town we pass through. Hakkai doesn't seem to be the kinda guy who'd do that random fuck thing anyway. The somebody smell is also kinda familiar but it took me a while to figure it out. Nat said I was right even if he said that Hakuryuu was Gojun and that he loves Tenpou forever, whoever the hell Tenpou is. And if Hakuryuu's name is really Gojun and he's supposed to love somebody named Tenpou forever, then why is he letting Hakkai fuck him in the ass!”

 

Goku almost yelled the last bit and I heard the soft “oh dear” from across the clearing. Hakkai stood there staring at us, ladle in hand with a combination of annoyance and embarrassment on his face. Hakuryuu was perched on his shoulder and looked like he was nuzzling Hakkai's ear. Sanzo looked up from his paper and was scowling in our direction.

 

Fuck.

 

This was about to go sideways big time. I could feel it. An embarrassed and pissed off Hakkai was bad. An embarrassed and pissed off Hakkai because of his sex life being discussed was so many shades of bad that I didn't even know which direction to take off running to avoid the fall out. I wasn't too worried about Sanzo's reaction because it wasn't his sex life that was about to be blown wide open. He also wasn't the one talking to the idiot monkey about Hakkai's suddenly super kinky bedroom activities so he didn't need to worry about the wrath of Hakkai about to come crashing down on his head.

 

I shook my head. It was always the quiet ones who were the super freaks.

 

Not that I thought that was a bad thing. Hell, no. I liked more kinky shit than was probably healthy. I was just maybe a little miffed that I wasn't king kink of our group anymore if Goku was actually right. Fine, fine, nobody but us four would know that, but it was the principal of the thing.

 

Goku seemed to finally notice that he had Hakkai's attention and that it probably wasn't a good thing if he wanted to keep on living to have shouted about Hakkai fucking Hakuryuu in the ass. Hakkai carefully set the ladle down and folded his arms across his chest, pinning me and Goku with his there-had-better-be-a-good-explanation-for-all-this look. I was willing to lay money on that fact that me and Goku were about half a minute away from entering beat down city.

 

“Am I correct in thinking that I just heard you loudly shout out something about my personal life and what I choose to do in the privacy of my room, Goku? I'm sure you do realize that is a gross violation of not only my privacy but unbelievable bad manners. Gojyo, I'm very disappointed in you for encouraging this type of behaviour in Goku,” Hakkai said in a voice that was clipped and chilled.

 

We were so dead.

 

Hakkai only got this prissy and polite when he was really pissed off. I was about to launch into some wild tale to try and explain away what Goku had said when Goku, being Goku, opened his mouth and went with the terrifying god's honest truth of what he'd said. I was impressed and scared spitless at the same time. Had to hand it to monkey-boy, what he lacked in cunning, he made up for it in balls the size of melons.

 

“You've been all weird lately, Hakkai, and I'm tired of all the secrets everybody is keeping. Some of the secrets aren't even really secrets but just stuff I'm not supposed to know or ask about or talk about. You guys know I hate keeping secrets. I just… I hate feeling like you guys can't trust me to keep my mouth shut about shit when it's important even if I don't think anybody would give a flying fuck.”

 

Goku jerked his arm from my hand and started to walk towards Hakkai. He really had a burr up his butt and he was going to say whatever had been bugging him for the past little while. At first, I was fine with that. If he wanted to piss off Hakkai even more and get the snot pounded out of him for being that stupid, have at it, man. That would probably work as a really good distraction technique for me and maybe Hakkai would even forget that Goku had been talking to me about his kinky sex life.

 

Then I thought about what other secrets Goku might decide to spill and I lunged after him, intending to slap my hand over his mouth, shut him the hell up and keep both our heads from being turned into canoes from one very pissed off, trigger happy priest when he blabbed about knowing me and Sanzo were lovers and maybe even that we loved each other.

 

Sanzo put down his paper and warily watched. He wouldn't step in unless it really looked like Hakkai might kill Goku. Or me. At least I was pretty sure Sanzo would step in then. I hoped like hell he'd step in then.

 

Goku side-stepped me and I just barely missed snagging his arm. I swore and picked up my pace. Little shit was fast when he wanted to be and it was like trying to grab hold of fog. I was tempted to call up my shakugetsujou and wrap him up in chains so I could sit on his chest and stuff a sock in his mouth but figured that'd be a little overkill. It'd also make Sanzo way more curious than I wanted him to be about what I was trying to keep Goku from saying.

 

“Discussing somebody's private life in a loud voice for all and sundry to hear is rude and I'm sure I've had that conversation with you before, Goku.”

 

I tried for another grab at Goku and my fingers barely brush the back of his shirt. Fuck.

 

“Yeah. And I'm mostly sorry for doing that, but it really hurts my feelings that you guys don't trust me and are keeping secrets from me. Or think that you're keeping secrets from me. Whatever. I'm not stupid.”

 

“I've never thought you stupid, Goku,” Hakkai started.

 

“Maybe you didn't think I was but you treated me like it. As much as you want to deny it and as mean as it might be to say to you since I know you don't like to be reminded, you are youkai and even with the limiters on, I know you can smell sex on someone just like me. Probably even Gojyo can smell it, too, if he bothered to try. I know you can smell the sex on Sanzo and Gojyo after every time they do it because you do this tiny little nose smushing thing all the time when you see them just after they have sex and then you smile.”

 

Screw Sanzo killing the monkey, I was gonna do it first.

 

I glanced at Sanzo and swore under my breath. He looked like he'd just been hit over the head with a hammer. He turned wide eyes to me and that dazed expression slowly turned to one of simmering anger. Fuck. This kappa wasn't going to be getting any priestly loving for a long time. Assuming I managed to dodge the bullets I thought Sanzo was going to be firing into my tight ass. Goku was so fucking dead when I got my hands on him.

 

“Remember I also saw that drawing in the sand you did and I know it was of you and Gojyo and Sanzo fucking. I don't get why you guys would do that, especially Sanzo because he doesn't like to share his stuff and everybody knows Gojyo is his, and I don't usually like to be left out when you guys do things together, but I'm really glad you guys didn't ask me to join in that time because that would've been way weird.”

 

Hakkai turned bright red and Hakuryuu warbled what sounded like a laugh. The colour drained from Sanzo's face and he shot a furious look at me and Hakkai for all of two seconds before his hand was in his sleeve and reaching for his gun. Fuck. He was gonna kill all of us and let the gods sort it out. I launched myself at Goku and I don't know who was more surprised, me or him when I actually caught him. I was off-balance and my weight made Goku stumble into Hakkai. Hakuryuu squawked as he tried to fly away and failed, getting his foot caught in Hakkai's sash thingie. Hakkai made a startled sound and we all went down in a tangle of arms and legs.

 

Everybody tried to get up at the same time and we got more twisted around each other. Getting free turned into a giant wrestling match. Somebody's hand ended up on my ass and grabbed it in a nearly painful grip before letting go. A leg slid between mine and pressed against my crotch, rubbing hard before disappearing. Somebody's ass was suddenly wiggling like mad in my lap. Lips brushed over my throat and teeth nipped my ear. A half-hard cock ground against the back of my hand. My hand slid over an ass firm enough to bounce a coin off of and my mouth somehow ended up pressed against the back of somebody's neck. My other hand ended up tangled in hair as soft as kitten fur.

 

Oh fuck, this was kinda hot.

 

My brain was screaming at how wrong and possibly deadly it was to find the sort of wrestling match I was in the middle of, hot. My dick on the other hand was thrilled with the idea of the groping and dry humping going on even if Goku was part of the action. There was plenty of swearing and grunts and my mind surrendered and translated those sounds as sex noises. I was jerked out of my nice little orgy fantasy by a voice I'd only heard a few times, but that cooled my libido faster than a gallon of ice water pumped directly into my veins.

 

“Nooooooooo!”

 

The voice started out Hakkai's but deepened in pitch and tone until it was close to a growl. Everybody froze for several seconds in shock before Goku swore and scrambled out of the tangle of limbs, kneeing me in the guts along the way. I gasped like a landed fish and curled onto my side as I tried to suck air back into my lungs. I saw Goku standing a little away and when he opened his hand, three small silver things fell to the ground.

 

Oh fuck no.

 

“I… I didn't mean… it was an accident,” Goku stuttered, his eyes as big as dinner plates as he backed away.

 

I finally managed to pull a few ragged breaths of air into my lungs and turned my head to confirm what I was pretty sure I was going to see. Hakkai crouched over me in full youkai form and the look in his eye was…. I think he'd gotten the same jollies over the wrestling that I did only it was looking like he wanted to continue the fun and games where I really wasn't interested in bumping it up to the next level. He confirmed it when an almost obscenely long tongue licked up the side of my throat. It was a little raspy, way kinky and my very unhelpful brain wondered how amazing that tongue would feel wriggling in my ass for the rim job of my life.

 

The sound of a gun cocking was loud in the suddenly silent forest.

 

“You really don't want to do that, Hakkai. You told me to kill you if you ever became a danger to us. You're treading that ground right now. Back the fuck off, put your limiters back on and we'll forget this stupidity ever happened.”

 

Hakkai smiled at Sanzo and there was a scary amount of `Hakkai isn't home right now. Please try again later.' in his expression. Claws caressed my cheek, tracing over the scars my mother gave me, making me flinch. My friend Hakkai knew never to touch those scars. Fear at how not-my-friend this version of Hakkai was settled in my gut. Sanzo made a very unfriendly noise in his throat and when I glanced at him, his expression was stone cold and I thought that he might be about five seconds away from emptying his gun into Hakkai. This had gone from bad to worse in record speed.

 

“I mean it, Hakkai. Get the fuck off of Gojyo, put your fucking limiters back on and I won't have to shoot you. This is the last time I'm gonna tell you,” Sanzo ground out.

 

Shit. Shit. Shit.

 

“Come on, Hakkai, let me up and put the limiters on. You don't want to do this,” I said in a soft voice that I usually used on small, frightened children to calm them. Not that Hakkai was small, frightened or a child, but I had to try something to keep the man I loved from killing the friend I loved. Or from having that friend do something I knew he'd hate himself for later.

 

Hakkai growled low in his throat and I was almost sure I heard him say hard and good in a lust heavy tone. Most of the time I'd agree with those words, but not when Hakkai wasn't in his right mind and Sanzo was about to blow Hakkai's head open like an over ripe melon. I liked danger and kink, but everybody had a line somewhere and there was no way in hell I wanted to cross this one. My body on the other hand, was acting like a total moron and getting hard again from the not-so-subtle rocking of Hakkai's hips against mine. I risked a glance at Sanzo out of the corner of my eye and saw him level the gun at Hakkai's head.

 

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

 

Just when I was sure I was about to have Hakkai's brains give me the kind of facial I really didn't want courtesy of Sanzo's gun, a sound of pure rage echoed through the forest. I tipped my head back and started doing my landed fish expression again. Goku copied me, tripped over his feet as he started backing away and landed on his ass. Sanzo's gun wavered and he looked just as confused as me and monkey-boy. Hakkai laughed in what I could only call delight and when I looked at him, I saw pleasure and lust flood his face as he switched his attention from me to the newest addition to our group. I craned my head around so I wasn't looking upside down and stared at the guy. He said something that sounded a hell of a lot like the sounds Hakuryuu made. Hakkai smiled and licked his lips before making the same kinds of sounds back.

 

What the fuck was going on?

 

Standing next to Hakkai was one hell of a pretty, if really pissed off, kid. If he was older than sixteen, I'd eat Sanzo's cooking with a smile and ask for seconds. Ticked-off-jailbait-boy had on a soft grey kimono with a scaled pattern that I was sure was wicked expensive from the look of it. Long silver-white hair reached mid-back on him and when he glared at me, I saw that his eyes were red and gold. He also had what looked like horns on the sides of his head and pointed ears. He was kinda hot in an I'd-go-to-jail-to-tap-that-ass way. I gave my brain a mental shake. Now was not the time to be wondering if it would really be as kinky as I thought it would be to do him doggie style while using his horns as grips.

 

The guys were right. I was a total horn dog. My only excuse was that I was really hard and Hakkai was still rocking his hips against mine, his hard cock rubbing and pressing against mine. The smell of youkai arousal, Hakkai's and mine, was practically drowning out every other smell in the world. God it smelled good and goosed my desire something crazy.

 

I couldn't stop staring at jailbait-boy, my little pea-brain not making the connection to who I knew I was looking at. When jailbait-boy noticed, a tiny smirk appeared on his lips before he reached down and hauled Hakkai off me by the back of his shirt. He pulled Hakkai tight to his chest and sent narrowed eyed looks at me and Sanzo.

 

“So that's how you guys can fuck each other without somebody getting hurt real bad. Cool. When's supper gonna be ready? I'm starving.”

 

Sanzo, me and even Hakkai stared at Goku in disbelief as he stood and dusted off the seat of his pants.

 

“What? Everything makes total sense now. Hakkai smiling more and being happy and smelling like sex with somebody who's smell I already knew. What's so hard to understand? If Hakuryuu can be a jeep whenever he wants why couldn't he also be a person if he wanted to? Dunno why he never did it before in front of us, but maybe he's just shy or something.”

 

Well…. Damn. When it was put that way, it made perfect sense. Monkey-boy nailed it and that right there was some pretty fucking scary shit.

 

Goku scooped the limiters up and handed them over to Hakkai. Hakkai stared at them for several seconds until Hakuryuu said something to him and nipped his throat before Hakkai slipped them on. Hakkai shivered a little as his youkai features disappeared and he went back to the Hakkai we were all used to seeing. He cleared his throat and jerked on the hem of his shirt, smoothing out the faint wrinkles our tussle earlier had made. Pink touched his cheeks and he cleared his throat once again. Hakuryuu didn't let him go and actually seemed to hold him tighter, making soft noises that eventually had Hakkai sigh quietly and nod.

 

“I suppose I should explain. Not that I know everything, but….” Hakkai sighed again and jailbait… no Hakuryuu, said something that made Hakkai nod. “Go wash up, please. I'll tell you what I know during supper.”