Saiyuki Reload Fan Fiction ❯ Protection ❯ Unwanted ( Chapter 4 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Morning arrived much faster than anyone liked to admit and the party groggily loaded into the jeep and began their journey once again. However, all was not right that morning. The car ride was much quieter than usual and that unsettling fact was made dramatically apparent.
“Goku, are you alright?” Hakkai asked worriedly, glancing at him over the back seat. The boy had hardly spoken all morning and had not once complained of being hungry. That alone was enough to peak the healer's concern and it made him uneasy.
“Yeah Hakkai…I'm fine. I just didn't sleep all that well last night…” The boy answered vaguely, his gold eyes focused absently out at the passing scenery.
Sanzo could vouch for that. Goku had tossed and turned all night long and had run to the bathroom on at least four separate occasions to empty the contents of his stomach.
Currently, Goku was leaning heavily against a duffle bag in the back of the jeep, his arm thrown limply over his torso. He was staring at the sky now with fever-glazed eyes that seemed much duller than their usual brilliance.
Gojyo cast him a sideways glance, frowning at how pale he looked. “Those wontons are coming back to bite you in the ass, huh?”
Goku didn't answer but weakly kicked the redhead in the thigh in retaliation.
A few more minutes passed in awkward silence before anything else was said.
“Hey Hakkai…Could you pull over for a sec…?”
The healer looked up and raised an eyebrow. “Well sure, but are you alright?” The question had been repeated like a mantra all morning.
Goku nodded slightly and jumped out of the car as it slowed to a stop. Keeping one arm wrapped around his stomach and the other planted firmly on the back of the jeep, he hunched forward and retched onto the ground below.
“Goku-?” Hakkai started but was cut off as a crudely-made dagger sliced through the air and imbedded itself in the car door right by his hand.
“Get the Sanzo party!!” A small group of youkai appeared off in the distance and the charged forward, snarling and growling in unison.
“Oh dear, it seems our morning just got a little more interesting…”
“And to think I was expecting a peaceful car ride in the country.” Gojyo commented, deflecting an advancing youkai's blow easily.
“Ch…what a pain in the ass.” The blond lit a cigarette and fired absently, killing two.
Goku straightened slowly and managed to block another dagger aimed for his heart. “Man…not today…”
The group was small, only 15 at most, but they wanted to see blood and were fighting with everything they had to achieve that goal. Each blow came fast and hard, aiming for a vital part of the body every time.
Goku now found himself stuck with three very pissed off youkai who wanted nothing more than to mutilate him and rape his corpse. (Pleasant thought -.-;)
“Nyoi-bo! Longer!” He shouted, taking down two of them. “Hah…assholes…”
Black spots began to stain his vision and he fell to his knees, his body suddenly becoming too heavy for his leg to hold up.
The last remaining youkai snarled, trailing his hand across the blade of his machete. “Say goodnight, kiddo.” The blade was raised high and brought down swiftly, directly towards his head.
“Dammit monkey!!” Gojyo growled, catching the youkai's wrist with his chain.
The demon snarled and started to yell something but was cut off as another chain wrapped itself around his throat, snapping his neck effortlessly.
The chain retracted and Gojyo walked over, grabbing a handful of Goku's shirt and jerking him up. “You stupid chimp!! This is no time for a nap! Now get off your ass!”
Goku growled hotly and wrenched himself from Gojyo's grasp. “Shut the hell up, water sprite! I bust my ass just like everyone else!”
“Oh yeah?! Well just now you were almost sliced into lunch meat by a guy with the intelligence of a kindergartener! Either suck it up and help out or leave, you're only holding us back!”
Goku's eyes widened. “W-what did you say…?”
Gojyo rolled his eyes. “I said your holding us back. We can't move forward if we have to keep protecting your ass!”
Rage and betrayal welled up in the pit of his stomach and Goku lashed out blindly, striking Gojyo squarely across the jaw.
The redhead stumbled backwards, his eyes wide with shock. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth and his spit out a glob of it onto the ground. “You little-.”
Goku tackled him before he could finish, slamming him into the ground and beating him mercilessly. “ You take that back you asshole!!”
“Goku!”
The boy jumped and stood at the sheer iciness in Sanzo's voice. “Gojyo's right.”
“W-what?” Golden eyes widened at the statement.
“We can't afford a weak link. We have enough people trying to steal the sutra without you bowing down and giving them that opportunity.”
“B-but I just-.”
“Goku!” The boy jumped and shut up instantly. “That's enough.”
Thunder rumbled menacingly above, signaling that more rain was soon to follow. A cool wind shot through Goku and he backed up slowly, eyes cast downward. Then, without warning, he turned and ran off towards a small patch of trees in the distance.
“Goku!!” Hakkai shouted after him but to no avail. He sighed softly and walked over to Gojyo, helping him stand.
The redhead watched Goku's retreating form and sighed heavily, rubbing his jaw. “Damn…I didn't mean to piss him off so much…I was just angry, ya know?”
Hakkai nodded, his eyes still cast off to the patch of trees. “I think we've all been a little hard on him lately.”
“Hn…he's just being dramatic. He'll come back.”
The healer looked to Sanzo who stood emotionlessly by the back of the jeep, his green eyes soft but jaded.
“While I know you're probably right, the chances of more youkai hiding out in those woods is a little greater than I'd like to admit.”
Sanzo said nothing but felt a slight pang of fear shoot through him as he realized Hakkai was probably right. He usually was anyway, damn him.
“My question lies with you, however.” The green-eyed man continued. “Are you more angry about the idea of losing the sutra or about losing Goku?”
With that said, he turned his attention back to Gojyo and helped him back into the jeep.
Sanzo sighed heavily and took a slow drag from his cigarette, tossing it to the ground and crushing it with his foot. “Dammit…”
 
Hah! God Sanzo's such a jerk but that's why we love him! More angsty-fluff to come!!