Disclaimer: Minekura's toys, we're only playing.
Warnings: M/M sex!! BL, fluff, language, violence/killing (sort of)
Author's notes: Aww. I'm sad that it's done. Still, yay~ Everyone's happy and gay XD
If he was lucky, Gojyo would fall asleep before Hakkai got back. It was a stretch, but there was still a possibility. Of course, it didn’t help any that all he could think about was Hakkai. Jerking off hadn’t helped any, either. It had almost made it worse. Shit. He wanted Hakkai, and lately, nothing satisfied him. And nothing would, that much he knew. Gojyo rolled over to face the wall and found the pillow wet from his still damp hair. Fuck—he couldn’t sleep like that. He needed a cigarette. Something. He really just wasn’t tired.
A small parcel in his hands, Hakkai hurried up to his and Gojyo's room, hoping Gojyo hadn't already gone to bed. After having spoken with Sanzo... he knew Sanzo was right. More than anyone, he loved Gojyo, and he wanted to make Gojyo happy. With that thought alone in mind, he opened the door, peering into the darkness inside. In the light let in by the door, he could see Gojyo fidgeting, could tell he wasn't asleep, and smiled softly, turning on the lights. "Ahh, I'm sorry Gojyo... I didn't mean to disturb you." Taking a few steps inside, he set the package of okonomiyaki aside and shut the door behind him, moving over to sit beside Gojyo on the bed. "You really don't look well, Gojyo..." He really didn't, and Hakkai felt terrible. Seeing him look so sullen, so unloved... it made Hakkai want to make everything better. Why hadn't he seen it sooner? He had to make things right now.... "Is there anything I can do to help?"
Gojyo pushed himself to a sitting position and kicked the blankets off so that he could swing his legs over the edge of the bed and sit next to Hakkai. “S’what happens when you turn on a light on someone trying to sleep.” Gojyo shrugged as an explanation for how he looked. Hopefully his distress wasn’t obvious. He eyed the package for a moment then turned back to Hakkai, wanting to touch him (wanting to do way more than just that), but afraid to tempt himself. “Nah, I’m fine. Just tired, or something…”
Hakkai sighed, shaking his head. Gently, he reached out and touched Gojyo's face softly before running a hand through his hair. It certainly didn't feel wrong... it was good. Gojyo's skin was warm beneath his fingers, and, all of a sudden, he was filled with the overwhelming desire to make things better. More than anything, he really did love Gojyo, and he hated thinking how much he had upset him... but now, now he would make things better. "Gojyo... I'm sorry..." he murmured, looking into Gojyo's eyes for a moment before letting his eyes fall shut and pressing a kiss to his lips.
It felt good. Hakkai felt his heart flutter, and he placed a hand on Gojyo's shoulder, leaning in closer. Sanzo was right, this was different, this was amazing, this was perfect. Wrapping his other arm around Gojyo's neck, he knew: this was what he wanted.
Gojyo’s body responded eagerly and without consulting his brain; he kissed Hakkai fervidly, and by the time he’d realized just what was happening, they’d been kissing long enough to assure him that it was alright to continue. Gojyo’s heart was racing and he could barely contain his elation and excitement. Hakkai was really kissing him! Did that mean—! Whatever the hell it meant, it was certainly an improvement. Gojyo lifted a hand to Hakkai’s cheek, angling his face ever so slightly and ran his tongue over Hakkai’s lips, pressing for entry.
Hakkai parted his lips immediately, letting out a small noise of pleasure as Gojyo deepened the kiss. It felt so good, it felt so right, he never wanted to let go... But soon, they were breaking apart, gasping for breath, and Hakkai offered a smile, catching Gojyo's gaze. "I love you, Gojyo... I am sorry for everything... but thank you. I love you."
“You don’t need to be sorry,” Gojyo replied, running his hand over Hakkai’s cheek softly. “Though the situation was getting to be a bit dire,” Gojyo added after a moment with a laugh. Sighing, he leaned a little closer, staring back into Hakkai’s eyes. “I love you too. And I don’t mind waiting, but damn! It would’ve been easier if it weren’t for Sanzo an’ Goku.” Gojyo laughed again and ran his tongue over his lips suggestively. He was still craving more, but he wasn’t quite sure how much Hakkai would be up for. Might as well test his limits, right?
Gojyo leaned in closer and placed a brief kiss on Hakkai’s lips, intending to pause there so that Hakkai could stop him if he needed to. However, Gojyo found himself unable to hold himself back any longer and pressed harder, deepening the kiss once again and pushing Hakkai back onto the bed, crawling over him and breaking the kiss with a gasp. How many fantasies had started this way? All of them. Fuck yes. Still, Gojyo didn’t want to push it… “I’ll stop,” Gojyo promised both Hakkai and himself breathlessly, even as he moved to Hakkai’s neck and began trailing kisses down to his collarbone. “Just…just say the word and I will…”
"No... no," Hakkai gasped, shaking his head slightly, his cheeks already flushed and his breath coming in short gasps. "Please... don't stop." Feeling Gojyo's mouth against his skin, feeling Gojyo's body pressed close against his own... it just felt so perfect, so right... it was as if being with Gojyo somehow cleaned him of any dirty feeling he might have had. Tilting his head to the side to give Gojyo better access to his neck, he arched up against him slightly, suddenly desperate to be close, desperate to be touching. "Gojyo... I love you... I want you..." he managed, his voice coming out slightly strained.
Gojyo smirked against Hakkai’s skin, positively shivering in anticipation. Hakkai’s voice, strained and breathy, and the way he could feel Hakkai’s body moving beneath him—shit—he just had to fuck him, right then and there. Damn, he’d wanted this for so long—! And now that he knew Hakkai was ready, that Hakkai wanted it too, it was too much! He wouldn’t be able to hold himself back. The strain on his jeans was already so tight! But he was determined; he would make it the fucking best for Hakkai ever. Hell, Gojyo’d certainly had enough practice…not with guys, of course, but, uhh, he had a good enough idea.
Gojyo trailed lower, carefully undoing the clasps on Hakkai’s shirt as he went and pressing the collar down out of his way so that he could suck and bite a choice bit of skin, licking and taking in every bit of the feel of Hakkai’s skin that he could. He’d waited so long, and already every detail was infinity better than the most vivid shower fantasy. Gojyo pulled at the knot in the pink cloth, discarding it so that he could finish opening Hakkai’s outer shirt. Fuck—why did he wear so many clothes!? “Hakkai…” He grunted impatiently, moving from the red spot that was forming at his collar back to his lips for another kiss.
Hakkai kissed Gojyo back, squirming slightly as he felt Gojyo pulling at his clothes. Slowly, he registered that he really ought to be helping, and reached up to his own collar, but his fingers were trembling, and, deciding that he wasn't much help, chose to wrap his arms around Gojyo's neck, instead, pulling him closer. "Gojyo--" he gasped as they broke apart, a feeling of warmth growing in his chest at how nice it felt to be able to say Gojyo's name that way, and pulled Gojyo into another kiss. This was all too amazing, too good to be true, but Hakkai was going to have to stop thinking that, because he was losing his ability to think coherently, and for once, he wasn't necessarily upset about that.
Gojyo loved hearing Hakkai sound like that—it let him know he was doing it right. And the very idea of pushing Hakkai to the edge, of making him lose control—shit, Gojyo couldn’t fucking wait. He began working Hakkai’s shirt up his chest, trying to move slowly enough to enjoy the tease. But fuck! His pants were already so tight; he didn’t think he could take it. To distract them both, Gojyo stole another kiss and pressed inside Hakkai’s mouth urgently, as his hand abandoned the hem of Hakkai’s shirt and moved to undo his belt. Gojyo was surprised by his own lack of restraint, but hell! It was Hakkai; the only person he’d wanted for so many years and thought he’d never be able to have.
Gojyo tossed the belt to the floor and pulled back, pressing against Hakkai and grinding their hips together. He cursed under his breath at the sensation and closed his eyes. “Hakkai,” he gasped again, “I love you…” Gojyo was starting to lose coherency, he was sure, and knew he had to say it now. “You…you sure you want this? You don’t have to just for me…”
Hakkai forced his eyes open, trying to comprehend what Gojyo was saying to him. When he finally realized what Gojyo was asking him, he swallowed, looking into Gojyo's eyes. They were so sincere, so full of love, Hakkai couldn't help but feel that warm feeling in his chest all over again. Sighing shaking, he smiled for a second before reaching up and pulling Gojyo into a fervid kiss. When they broke apart, he looked back into Gojyo's eyes. "I love you, Gojyo," he whispered, his voice coming out in breathy gasps. "Please... make love to me."
That was all Gojyo needed. He pulled Hakkai’s shirt up over his head and discarded it, leaving fleeting kisses on his lips and cheeks in gratitude. Fuck yes. Finally. Hakkai wouldn’t regret it. Gojyo pulled back slowly and returned to Hakkai’s pants to finish what he’d started, trying again to move slowly and failing. He’d barely pulled them from Hakkai’s hips before Gojyo bent forward and took Hakkai’s length into his mouth. He worked his tongue over and around Hakkai’s prominent erection, sucking softly as he finished pulling the pants the rest of the way off with a low moan. Finally. That was all he could think for the immense feeling of satisfaction that was overwhelming him.
Hakkai couldn't help it, he let out a gasp, his fingers knotting in Gojyo's hair. The feeling was overwhelming, and he couldn't control himself, he couldn't keep it in. Whimpering, he arched up, squirming and whining again. It was embarrassing, really, but Hakkai couldn't bring himself to care, all he could think about was Gojyo.
It was different than what Gojyo was used to, obviously, but somehow with Hakkai, it felt natural, and it made him feel that in spite of all his philandering in the past, he’d really been looking for exactly what he had now: Hakkai. Gojyo moaned again and began pulling away slowly, accidentally grazing Hakkai with his teeth. Oh well; Gojyo knew what he liked and figured he could probably do a pretty good job of recreating it for Hakkai. Gojyo flicked his tongue against the underside of Hakkai’s member one final time and withdrew, licking his lips and looking at Hakkai hungrily. Luckily, Gojyo still had enough mental capacity to know that there were still some logistics to be taken care of and forced himself to his feet. “Just a sec…” Gojyo managed, his voice low and husky with want.
He stumbled across to the room to his pile of stuff and dug around until he found what he was looking for—condoms and lube—and hurried back to Hakkai, kicking off his own pants and nearly gasping with relief at having removed the restrictive article. Gojyo Climbed back over Hakkai and pressed down against him, grinding their hips together once again with even more fervor and another moan as he savored the feel of Hakkai’s bare skin against his own.
Hakkai whined softly when Gojyo left him, but couldn't find the strength to sit up and see what he was doing, and he was back soon enough, anyway. "Gojyo!" he cried out, wrapping his arms around Gojyo's neck and digging his nails into Gojyo's back. Coherent thought having completely left him, he arched up, moaning his pleasure at the sensation.
Gojyo loved feeling Hakkai against him and the way his hands moved over his skin; soft long fingers, almost feminine, and yet there was strength in the way Hakkai held him, and it made it all the more exciting. Gojyo found Hakkai’s lips once more and kissed him desperately, not wanting to pull away but intensely eager for what was to come. He broke the kiss abruptly and forced himself to sit back on his heels over Hakkai, looking at him predatorily in a haze of lust. “Ready?” Gojyo inquired, uncapping the lube and spreading it over his forefingers before pressing against Hakkai’s opening so that he would know what was coming. Then, placing a tender kiss on Hakkai’s lips, Gojyo inserted the first finger.
Hakkai was about to say something in response, but he was cut off by the feeling of Gojyo's finger suddenly inside of him. It was a somewhat unpleasant sensation, but be squeezed his eyes shut, knowing it was necessary. After all, Hakkai had always been good at tolerating pain, and this had the promise of a very, very nice reward.
Gojyo watched Hakkai’s face and felt a little bad for the discomfort, but it would be worth it in the end, he and moved quickly to insert a second finger. He then spread his fingers, carefully stretching Hakkai in preparation and tentatively pressed in a third. Almost there. Gojyo knew that if he could hit the right spot, he would reward Hakkai’s patience, and he curled his fingers in sharply; treating Hakkai to a preview of what was to come.
All of a sudden, Hakkai was overwhelmed with an unimaginably pleasurable feeling, and he couldn't help it, he cried out again, grasping at the sheets beneath him. In that one touch, all of the discomfort was suddenly gone, and all Hakkai could think about was that amazing feeling... "Gojyo--" he gasped, unable to control himself and rocking his hips up against Gojyo's hand, wanting more.
Gojyo grinned at the reaction he’d managed to illicit—at the way Hakkai writhed beneath him in pure pleasure—and withdrew his fingers slowly, once again drawing back to grope around for the lube. He applied it liberally to his length, shivering at the sensation in almost euphoric anticipation. Fuck, it had been so damn long, and Gojyo was curious to see just how much better it would feel when he actually cared about—loved, in fact—the person he was with. Satisfied with his own preparation, Gojyo ran a hand down Hakkai’s thigh and spread his legs, situating himself between them. Carefully grasping Hakkai’s hips, Gojyo eased his way inside, moaning at the immensely pleasurable sensation unreservedly. With a gasp, he pulled out slowly and found Hakkai’s lips, kissing him desperately as he thrust inside once more a little harder, hoping if felt just as fucking good for Hakkai as it did for him.
Hakkai inhaled sharply, squirming a little bit as he felt Gojyo inside of him. There was a feeling of discomfort... but somehow, it was good, too. And then Gojyo began to move, and all of a sudden, he was filled with that amazing feeling from before, and he couldn't help it, he let out a moan which was cut off with Gojyo's kiss. Hakkai kissed back desperately, hoping to prove somehow how amazing Gojyo was making him feel, trying to show his appreciation, but then, a moment later, he couldn't take it anymore, and he was breaking the kiss to cry out again, feeling his restraint slipping away.
Hakkai was hot and tight, and Gojyo couldn’t keep himself from thrusting once again, harder and faster than he’d intended. There was just something about Hakkai that drove him crazy, something about how Hakkai made him feel…and damn was it good to express his love for him physically. Gojyo gasped and dipped forward, pressing for more contact with Hakkai, his upper body flowing with the grind of his hips and he worked to a steady pace. His rhythm established, Gojyo moved a hand from the Hakkai’s hip and ran a hand over Hakkai’s length teasingly. Again drawing from his own experience and what he knew he liked, Gojyo moved to encircled Hakkai’s erection in his fingers and used his thumb to apply pressure to the head, adjusting his hold and pumping in time to his thrusts.
"Gojyo--" Hakkai cried out as he felt Gojyo's hand on him, squeezing his eyes shut, overwhelmed by the combination of pleasurable feelings. Arching up, he wrapped his arms around Gojyo, anything to be closer, anything for more contact. He couldn't control himself anymore, he moaned again, loudly, rocking his hips up to meet Gojyo's. "Gojyo..." he gasped again, "I love you..."
Somehow everything Hakkai did managed to heighten Gojyo’s pleasure, and hearing those words in particular was amazing. He moaned back huskily in response, a new level of ecstasy overcoming him as Hakkai arched to meet his thrusts. Grunting, and knowing he could only last so much longer, Gojyo picked up the pace with added urgency, and adjusted the angle of his strokes slightly. It was so fucking good…Hakkai was amazing, and Gojyo was desperate to push him to the edge. Gojyo bit his lip to keep from crying out himself as he thrust deeper, hoping to increase his accuracy and further pleasure Hakkai.
As Gojyo sped up, Hakkai's voclizations grew louder and louder; he couldn't control himself anymore, he didn't care who could hear him. It was just so overwhelmingly good, and soon, he couldn't take it anymore, he was coming, a strangled cry of Gojyo's name on his lips.
As Hakkai’s muscles spasmed around him, Gojyo thrust forward a final time, achieving his own climax and moaning Hakkai’s name, intoxicated by the incredible pleasure and overcome with rapture. Withdrawing slowly, he rolled off of Hakkai and pulled him gently into his arms, pressing a soft kiss to Hakkai’s lips. Gojyo allowed his eyes to flutter shut as his vision slowly returned and he nuzzled against Hakkai, grinning lazily. However damn good Gojyo’d imagined it to be, Hakkai was even better than he could have hoped. Fucking amazing—amazing fucking. Yeah. “Hakkai…” Gojyo mumbled, slowly opening his eyes and meeting Hakkai’s. “I love you so much…and I’ve just…always wanted this, so thank you.”
Hakkai smiled, resting his head in the crook of Gojyo's neck. "You know I love you, too, Gojyo," he breathed, gazing contentedly at Gojyo though his lashes. "I'm sorry I put you through all I did... but thank you for being here for me. I love you." Letting his eyes flutter shut, he curled up in Gojyo's arms, feeling more comfortable than he had in a very long time. He could feel himself drifting off, and smiled softly. "Good night, Gojyo."
“Night, Hakkai.” Gojyo murmured softly, wrapping Hakkai further in his arms and sighing contentedly. He’d never felt so damn good. Everything was finally how it was supposed to be—how it was all meant to be. Slowly beginning to drift off, Gojyo recalled how he’d once told Hakkai that he was the first and last guy he would take to bed. Gojyo now knew for certain that that wasn’t all; Hakkai was the first and only one who’d ever satisfied—him the first and only one he’d ever loved—and definitely the only one he would ever take to bed again.
With one arm around Hakkai’s shoulders, Gojyo led the way, sauntering downstairs to where Goku had undoubtedly already dragged Sanzo for breakfast. The monkey was probably already gorging himself—trying to eat as much as he possibly could before Gojyo could steal any of it—but honestly, Gojyo didn’t really care. The past few days he’d been too distracted by Hakkai to engage in many epic chopstick battles. He and Hakkai had been getting up later, too, Gojyo noted with a smug smirk. Probably because they ended up expending a lot more energy every night. Heh.
“Hungry?” Gojyo asked, pecking Hakkai on the cheek and pulling away to open the door to the dinning room for him. “Monkey’s probably eaten everything already, huh?”
Hakkai smiled, leaning into Gojyo's embrace. "I doubt we'll have time to eat anyway... it's almost ten, and I'm sure Sanzo will want to be on the road..." From his tone of voice, though, it was obvius he couldn't care less; with Gojyo, Hakkai was happier than he'd been in years, and even now, four days after they had spent their first night together, the novelty hadn't worn off, and he was still feeling giddy and bright. He didn't even have to try to keep smiling all day, and, for once, he didn't care that he was showing real emotion.
Sanzo looked up as Gojyo and Hakkai emerged into the dining area, all touchy-feely and giggly, and glowered angrily at them. For the past five nights now, he had been stuck hearing-- hearing them all night from next door, and on top of being irritating and embarrassing and enough to make him want to wring the stupid ero-kappa's neck, it had Goku asking him questions that he most certainly didn't want to answer, and that was plenty to make him want to kill both of them. And now, seeing them, all bright eyes and bushy tails, it made his desire to kill all the more urgent.
"You. Two. Both of you," he ground out, glaring. "Five. nights. FIVE FUCKING NIGHTS IN A ROW. AND YOU CAN'T THE FUCK BE QUIET?" But Gojyo was still smirking like he was king of the world and Hakkai was still smiling like the world was made of rainbows and butterflies, and he wanted to kill them, but he didn't even know what else to say, and so he simmered silently, hoping that the entire inn wasn't staring at them and wondering who exactly "Gojyo" was.
“Jealous?” Gojyo drawled, drawing a picture of juice towards him and pouring a cup for both him and Hakkai. There wasn’t any food left…Hakkai had probably been right. Oh well. No food? Who cared? Sanzo getting pissed? That was just plain funny. Gojyo was in way too good of a mood to mind anything.
Goku blinked, leaning a little closer to Sanzo and wondering if that was really it. Jealousy? But why? Goku thought he must have just been cranky, since both of them hadn’t been sleeping well. They were being kept up by all kinds of noises and especially Hakkai at night these days, and after so long, Goku still didn’t really get why it made Sanzo so mad.
“Ya missed breakfast.” He said gravely as Hakkai and Gojyo took their seats. That was the only reprimand he felt qualified to give. He wanted sleep, and all their noise really seemed to bother Sanzo…who still wouldn’t really explain what they were doing! It was sex, Goku knew that much, but he just didn’t get it. What was the appeal? That was what Sanzo wouldn’t explain. He’d always wanted to ask Hakkai, since he was generally making the most noise, but for some reason, Goku always got embarrassed asking them any questions. Sanzo was easier to ask, it seemed, but he never explained anything! It was frustrating and confusing, and it made Goku feel impossibly left out… “An’ why would Sanzo be jealous?” Goku retorted after a minute. Luckily, it was still easy to pick a fight with Gojyo, though he seemed considerably less interested in anything but Hakkai. “We actually like sleeping…not that we can since you’re so loud!”
“You just don’t know what you’re missing, monkey.” Gojyo chuckled, thoroughly amused by Goku’s confusion.
“What am I missin’, then!?” Goku demanded. “It’s just sex, right? Don’t’cha guys get board of it, or sumthin’? I don’t get it an’ Sanzo doesn’t tell me anything.” Goku pouted, folding his arms over his chest and slumping back into his chair. He didn’t mean to whine, but really, he was just so confused and he hated it!
Hakkai only chuckled, shaking his head. "I certainly haven't gotten bored of it yet, and I certainly hope I'm not boring Gojyo." He laughed. "I'm afraid, though, that Sanzo would be rather angry with us if we tried to explain... so you'll have to wait on him." Smiling, he accepted his glass of juice from Gojyo and placed a kiss of thanks on his cheek before taking a sip. "Patience is a virtue, you know!"
As Goku pouted, Sanzo stood abruptly, still pointedly glowering at Gojyo and Hakkai. "Hakkai. Have you looked at the map?"
"Ahh... not as much as I would liked to have--"
"Yes or no?"
"Good. We're going. Get Hakuryu ready to go."
Hakkai sighed, shaking his head with a smile. He was in a good enough mood that Sanzo's bad mood didn't get to him, but that didn't mean that he was in a hurry to climb into the jeep and drive all day. Still, he didn't want to put Sanzo into a worse mood, and so he did as told, leading the group outside and gathering bags as Hakuryu transformed. Things could certainly worse, after all.
“I’m hungry!” Goku whinned, dragging his feet miserably through the sand.
“Don’t remind me! I didn’t even get breakfast.” Gojyo complained, trudging along just behind Goku. The sand was deep and Gojyo could feel it going into his shoes… Great, just great. The sand was too deep for Hakuryu to drive through, and large rocks made it even worse. How long had they been walking? A fucking long time. Things had started out just fine, but then they’d ended up in a desert and things had just gotten worse and worse. And now, just ahead of them, Gojyo could see a steap cliff face jutting up abruptly from the sand. How could they possibly get through that!? “Uhh, Hakkai, are you sure this is the right way?”
“And this bag’s heavy! Can’t Hakuryu drive here, even just a few feet?” Goku begged.
"I'm afraid not, Goku... he simply won't get any traction on this fine of a sand..." Hakkai adjusted his monocle, looking at the map he had just withdrawn from his bag. "And... Well, it seems to me that going around will be an extravagant waste of time, and I've read that there are passes so that we can go through...but, as I said, I haven't had much time to study the map..."
"And whose fault is that?" Sanzo cut in irritably. "We're going through. Next person who complains has a bullet in his head."
Hakkai, however, disregarded the warning as they drew closer to the cliff, smiling cheerfully and pointing to a precarious looking trail down into the ravine. "Look, over there, there's a pass. Won't this be fun~?" The act, of course, was for Sanzo; Hakkai, too, was beginning to become irritated at the whole situation. Still, once they made it through this fissure, the desert was supposed to end, and, soon enough, they'd be on road again.
“Fun…?” Gojyo squinted at the trail ahead of them. “I wouldn’t say that…” Since Hakkai was talking and not getting shot at, Gojyo figured he could join in. He still found it positively hilarious that Sanzo was so upset, and he was almost tempted to see how hard he had to push before Sanzo lost it again.
“I think it looks creepy!” Goku added.
As they drew nearer, Gojyo decided that for once, he had to agree with the monkey; it really did look creepy. The rock face was sheer on either side, cutting out a good deal of the light and basically, Gojyo felt trapped, bottlenecked. Even going forward was made difficult by numerous large boulders that they had to scramble over just to precede. Today was going to be a long day…
“Waah… Why can’t Hakuryu change into anything other than a jeep?” Goku complained as he started up another rock. “This is ridiculous!”
"Now, now," Hakkai replied with a pasted-on smile, skirting the edge of a jagged rock jutting out from the side of the cliff, "It's not his fault. We'll just have to do our best, now, won't we?"
Sanzo was less kind in his response. "Suck it up and shut up, no one wants to hear you whine." He wished desperately for some form of weapon in hand in for threatening purposes, but currently, he was using both hands to try and keep his balance as the trail deteriorated to be about a foot in width.
"My! Just look down there~ One misstep and you'd certainly be dead," Hakkai announced cheerfully, following Sanzo slowly across the path. This really was ridiculous, and he wanted Sanzo to know that he blamed him (almost) entirely for the situation they were currently in. Still, they'd make it somehow, they always did, and, though he was irritated, he wasn't pessimistic. It would just be a pain in the ass to go all the way down and up again.
“Shit! Don’t remind me!” Gojyo essentially whimpered, trying not to look down but at the same time, afraid that if he didn’t watch where he was putting his feet, he might just slip off the edge. He was, of course, walking in the back, with Goku in front of him. Somehow, the klutz kept dislodging small rocks from the cliff face, sending them tumbling down to the bottom—an unfortunate reminder of how far it was to fall and how far they still had to walk. Shit. Progress was slow, but eventually they made it down to the bottom where Goku and Gojyo both promptly collapsed into the sound.
“Ugh! Flat, even, ground!” Gojyo proclaimed, not even caring about the fresh piles of sand that were undoubtedly getting into his shoes and pockets and hair.
“I thought we were gonna die!” Goku cried, sitting up and looking over at Sanzo. Hopefully he’d let them rest at least a little while? The way up was gonna be even harder, after all! “Sanzo, can we eat-er-sumthin’? I’m not gonna make it up the other side unless I refuel!”
Sanzo opened his mouth to speak, but Hakkai cut in before he had the chance. "As much as I hate to say it, Sanzo, I believe Goku is right... after the stress of such a precarious endeavour, as well as the physical exertion... I would have to suggest a bit of a break, for all of us." He watched Sanzo frown, then sigh, perching himself delicately on a rock before declaring, "Whatever. I can't have any of you dropping dead on me, so I guess we'll have to wait."
Hakkai smiled all too cheerfully before sitting on a rock beside Gojyo and looking down at him. "Goodness, Gojyo, are you going to make it?"
Gojyo pushed himself up on his elbows and looked up at Hakkai with a sigh and then a sputter to get the sand out of his mouth. “Well, now that you’ve won us a moment’s break from the slave driver, I think I just might.” He grinned, pushing back into a sitting position for a second then clambering to his feet, moving to share Hakkai’s rock and placing an arm around his waist.
“I must say…It makes me positively sick to see that such comradery is alive and well.” An all too familiar voice hissed from nearby. Gojyo sprang to his feet and summoned his shakujou, immediately on the defense. What the fuck! He knew that voice!
“Oh Gonou, how can you possibly stand to defile your companions? A monster like you shouldn’t have been left alive.” Chin Yisou murmured, appearing on a ledge several feet up the other side of the ravine.
“What are you talking about!? You’re the monster!” Goku yelled, springing to his feet as well and summoning nyouibou, launching himself into the air for an attack.
“My, my. How very rude.” Chin Yisou commented, reappearing just behind Hakkai as Goku struk empty air. “My business is not with you, little Golden Eyes.” He smirked cruelly and opened his eyes, extending his newly reformed right hand towards Hakkai.
“I fucking killed you!” Gojyo yelled, lashing out at Chin Yisou again, aiming to slice him in two. Chin Yisou jumped back nimbly, wagging his finger.
“The same move again? Oh, but I’m so disappointed! Do you think I’d let you take off my arm again? Haven’t you learned you can’t just slice me up? You’re not very bright, are you? But then, I’m sure that’s why Cho Gonou likes you, yes?”
Hakkai stood also, startled and sincerely frightened by the reappearance of Chin Yisou. How could it be—? Gojyo had killed him, Gojyo had saved Hakkai from him... so how could he be here?! But, Hakkai realized as he watched Goku and Gojyo attack in vain, he simply couldn't be helpless this time around. He had to be strong. Gojyo, he knew, was willing to give everything for him, would do anything for him, and despite everything, Chin Yisou was right: Gojyo simply wasn't very bright, which made him all the more vulnerably to Chin Yisou's sadistic genius. Hakkai couldn't let anything happen to him, he simply couldn't... and besides, now he knew, now he was sure: he was woth something. Gojyo loved him, and that meant that he had to be something more than a sinner, something more than a monster, and no matter how small, that something was worth living for. And so he had to kill Chin Yisou. That was all there was to it.
Stepping in front of Gojyo and facing the centipede youkai, he smiled pleasantly. "Your qualm is with me, is it not? I apologize, but I must ask you leave my companions out of this... I don't take very kindly to that subversive sort of tactic." Bracing himself, he concentrated his chi in his right hand, poised to attack but not offensive. He would wait for Chin Yisou to make his move, then he could strategize.
“Do you really think you can kill me with those limiters in place, Cho Gonou?” Chin Yisou grinned cruelly, quivering in anticipation. After the red haired man destroyed his most of his original shell, he’d been forced to start from scratch, both in his search for Cho Gonou and in his construction of his body. But now he was whole, he’d relocated his prey, and he was certain he could finish what he’d started. “Or will you take off your limiters and fight me as you truly are, for old time’s sake?”
Without a word, Hakkai moved forward quickly, grasping Chin Yisou by the arm and looking him straight in the eye. All of a sudden, he wasn't afraid, he was calm, he was collected-- he would kill Chin Yisou once and for all. Smiling but not weakening in his grip, he replied evenly, "No, I don't believe it will be necessary for me to remove my limiters in order to kill you." He wouldn't give Chin Yisou any pleasure in this, he wouldn't lose himself. Calmly, evenly, smilingly, he continued to stare Chin Yisou down. He would not break.
Chin Yisou smiled coldly, admiring Gonou’s defiance. “Will your chi alone be enough to destroy me?” He asked in a low voice, trying to slip out of Gonou’s grasp but not wanting to look away; Gonou had the most delicious look in his eyes. Chin Yisou could tell that Gonou truly intended to kill him—whether or not he was capable was irrelevant—and it was the murderous intent that so fascinated him and transported him back to their first encounter. “That’s twice now you and your companions have failed to kill me.”
Hakkai tightened his grip, his smile tightening at the edges as he pulled Chin Yisou forward, once again concentrating his chi in his palm. "I believe is was about here--" as he spoke, he reached forward, plunging his left hand into Chin Yisou's chest and tearing straight through the flesh. "--that I tore you open three years ago, was it not?" His smile was widening now, his hand impacted with something hard--a mahjong tile. He clutched it as his hand ripped through the other side of Chin Yisou's body, making sure not to drop it as he heard Chin Yisou choke out, "... Cho... Gonou...?"
Hakkai let out a tight half-laugh as he tore his hand out of Chin Yisou's body through his side, effectively severing his body almost in half, mahjong tile still in hand. "I'm afraid you're mistaken," he replied evenly, even as Chin Yisou began to crumble to pieces in his arms, "My name is Cho Hakkai."
Chin Yisou grabbed madly at Gonou, clawing at him to keep from falling to pieces, so he could keep staring into Gonou’s exquisitely cold and stunning eyes. Only a monster could kill so effectively with such little break in tone and composure, and with zero remorse. It had been beautiful…and Chin Yisou almost didn’t mind dying for it…except for now he knew he would no longer be alive to toy with Gonou. “What…a disappointment…” He gasped, chocking on the blood that was quickly dissolving into dust as his body continued to deteriorate and crumble. “I thought we could…have so much more…fun…together…”
Hakkai smiled, shaking his head apologetically. "I am sorry, but I'm afraid I'm through with masochism. The people around me have been a good influence on me, you see." He thought of Gojyo, and let out a small breath of relief. He had protected Gojyo, he had paid him back for everything he had done--not by killing Chin Yisou, though that was an added bonus, but by living. "It wouldn't be prudent to be burdened by the blood on our hands," he explained, his smile unfaltering, "That's simply the way we live. Blood can be washed away." Having been reborn, he supposed, he had to learn to walk again, to talk again... and somehow, by some means, Gojyo had taught him to love again. Perhaps he ought to be thankful to Chin Yisou for bringing the whole ordeal on, a thought which made his smile twist slightly as he concluded, "And that is why we can keep moving forward. That is why I can keep on living."
Chin Yisou dropped to his knees and shuddered as he felt more and more pieces begin to break off from his body. He didn’t take his eyes off of Gonou’s, and what remained of his lips split into a cruel grimace. “We both died on that night three years ago…Gonou…” Chin Yisou wheezed. “You’re just a hypocrite now…pretending to live…” He coughed and fell face down into the ground as the arm Gonou was holding broke from his torso. “I truly hate you from the bottom of my heart…Cho Gonou…”
Hakkai let out another half-laugh as he tossed the disembodied arm into the pile of crumbling material that was formerly Chin Yisou. Smiling pleasantly, he turned and started to walk away, but glanced over his shoulder one last time. "That's coincidental," he replied, his smile widening just a little, "I hate you, as well."
Gojyo had long since dropped his shakujou and moved only when Hakkai turned toward him, when it was all over. He took a few steps forward towards Hakkai, hesitantly at first, then closed the distance and wrapped his arms around Hakkai’s shoulders, holding him tightly. Gojyo knew there was no way he could even comprehend what Hakkai had just gone though, and he knew that there wasn’t really anything that he could say. Hakkai had done it; in a sense, he’d cleared up his past, he’d taken his vengeance…and now he could finally truly move on.
As he felt Gojyo's arms around him, Hakkai's smile relaxed, softened into something warmer, and he let his head drop to rest against Gojyo's shoulder. Now that it was all over, he suddenly felt relief wash over him, and all of his muscles seemed to relax of their own accord, causing him to almost collapse into Gojyo's arms. It really was all over... everything that still tied him to Cho Gonou was gone, he could move on now with his life. Wrapping his arms around Gojyo at last, he smiled into his shoulder. "I'm sorry..."
Gojyo watched only vaguely interested as Goku lobbed rocks into the ravine, listening for the echo as they clunked down to the bottom of the narrow crack in the otherwise smooth sand of the desert. The sun was setting, but for once, they were facing away from the brilliant reds and golds, looking instead back at the cliff they’d just scaled. Gojyo leaned over slowly against Hakkai and smiled softly, exhaling the smoke from his cigarette lazily through his nose. “Well…we made it.” Gojyo commented after a moment, turning to look into Hakkai’s eyes and allowing a grin to form on his lips. They’d made it, and together with Hakkai, Gojyo couldn’t wait to keep moving forward.
Hakkai smiled back before leaning forward and placing a kiss on Gojyo's lips. "Really, it's all thanks to you," he clarified, in case Gojyo had been wondering, before leaning over and resting his head on Gojyo's shoulders. He felt good and comforting and warm and alive, and it made Hakkai happy to be alive, too. Somehow, it made him think, they'd make it to India one day. After all, he knew that Gojyo was never, ever going to let him die, and there was no way Gojyo was going to die on him. Come hell or high water, somehow, they'd survive through it.
"Hakkai." Hakkai recognized the tone in Sanzo's voice, it was the if-I-have-to-camp-out-tonight-someone's-d