Author : lillypuff
Email: lilly_puff22 (at) yahoo (dot)
com
LiveJournal: http://lillypuff.livejournal.com
Pairing: Cho Hakkai (Cho Gonou) x Sha
Gojyo, Tenpou x Kenren
Theme: (30Kisses) Kappa List (Water) - #28, Drenched
Completed: 4 of 30
Rating: Teen/PG
Warning(s): light gore, light swearing, possible
spoilers for Hakkai & Gojyo's past
Summary: Hakkai (Gonou)
hears a voice and meets a man
Disclaimer: Sadly, Saiyuki
does not belong to me. I wish it did =) Don't sue me, I don't have any money anyway.
Random Notes: Just my own little variation of that
fateful night.
Step by step the pain is growing. He can feel the life pouring out of him,
soaking his tattered clothes, already drenched from the pouring rain. Each step is harder, each breath is more
painful. But he knows he has to get
somewhere. There is something he has to
do. Someone he has to find.
He falls to his knees, sinking into the muddy earth
around him; and barely able to get his hands out before him, he falls the rest of the way to the ground.
*****
"Tenpou dear, don't
give up now. You are so
close." The voice Cho Gonou hears is sweet and
wise, and feminine. It also sounds
slightly giddy, like one of the eager school children he used to teach, when
recess was close at hand.
Gonou slowly opens his eyes but all he can see is a blinding white light so
he closes them again. He takes a deep
breath and his lungs are filled with the scent of cherry blossoms. In the back of his mind he can imagine
beautiful lotus petals floating on the glassy surface of a pond; the water
crystal clear and near motionless. The
thought makes him homesick, but he doesn't know why.
"Tenpou, it is almost time."
"Tenpou? Who is Tenpou?"
Gonou asks, the words coming out in a harsh
whisper. It hurts to speak, but he can't
remember why that is. His stomach feels
like it is on fire.
"You are, of course."
Gonou doesn't know what this woman is talking about, but he doesn't have the
strength to argue. "What is it time
for?"
"For you to be
reunited."
"With who?"
"The one you love."
"Kanan?"
"No, Kanan's part in
your story is done…"
Gonou tenses as the words are spoken.
He had loved Kanan, and still did. Her blood was splattered on him, and she was
dead, but he still loved her. How could
he love anyone else?
"…but Kenren, he's on
his way."
"Kenren?"
"Yes, your
General."
"General?"
Gonou hears the voice sigh, "Tenpou, where did
all those brains of yours go? Never mind
now, he's almost here."
"Here…" Gonou
mumbles as he begins to drift into unconsciousness.
"He won't remember you and you won't remember him,
but I'm sure you two will make things work, you were never as difficult to deal
with as Konzen was." He's not sure if it is imagined or not, but
he hears the sound of playful laughter as the light begins to fade away.
For what he believes might be the last time, Gonou opens his eyes.
His vision is blurred but he thinks he sees someone walking towards him
as the scent of cherry blossoms returns, joined by the smell of a fine
Sake. The smells awaken something deep
inside and he hears another voice.
Smile for me so I know you when I find
you…
*****
"Hey, you still
alive?" Gojyo asks quietly as he gently prods
the body that lay before him with his boot.
It stirs ever so slightly.
"Damn man, what happened to you?"
The man before him does not respond, but instead
slowly lifts his head. Gojyo leans down
to catch anything the man might say but again he does not speak. They stare at each other for a moment, and
then the dying man smiles before dropping his head back to the muddy earth.
Gojyo picks up the man in his arms, not knowing why he
cares so much about the life of someone he doesn't even know. All he wants to do is go home and forget that
stupid girl at the bar. He wants to get
out of his water logged clothes, fall into a hot shower and forget about the
world for awhile.
Yes, those are the things Sha
Gojyo wants to do, but deep down inside he knows what he needs to
do is save this man.
*****
Gojyo stumbles in through the door of his small home,
soaked and dripping water on his carpet, carrying the strange dying man in his
arms as if they were a recently married couple.
Gojyo chuckles quietly at the thought, some honeymoon this would be.
The red head knows he should get a doctor, but he
doesn't know if his new acquaintance can wait for one to arrive. So he does the only thing that seems right;
he begins to carefully stuff the stranger's dangling innards back into the
gaping wound. Once everything seems to
be back in place, he begins to clean up as much as he can around the marred
flesh and follows up the cleaning with bandages. It isn't pretty but it will have to do for
the moment.
As Gojyo runs through the house making sure things are
in order before he runs to grab his doctor friend, he stops and looks at the
pale body that lay in his bed. He
notices what he thinks might be limiters decorating the man's ear,
hidden slightly by his brunette hair. Gods,
what am I getting myself into?
He isn't sure, and oddly enough, he isn't even sure if
he cares. There is something
about this man that calls out to him; something that rings in the back of his
head and the pit of his stomach.
Something that says help me, save me,
love me, take me home again.
Gojyo glances back one more time as he leaves the
house, hoping like hell that he won't return to find a dead body in his
bed; a near dead body is bad enough. He
heads back out into the rain, head bowed, wondering if he should have grabbed
an umbrella; not that it matters much.
His clothes still have not dried since the last time he had been out.
*****
Gonou awakens, head spinning, muscles aching, vision blurred to hell and
back. He has no idea where he is and he
wonders if this was what death was like.
His vision begins to clear after a few moments and he sees a long and slender
man sprawled on a nearby couch. He hopes
this man is a savior, not a captor, but all thoughts slip from his mind as he
becomes entranced by the brilliant color of the sleeping man's hair.
It is a painful color for Gonou
to behold, but he stares none-the-less.
It is like punishment and pleasure all rolled into one and it soon
becomes too much to look at any longer.
And so, Cho Gonou - Tenpou Gensui that was, Cho Hakkai
that's soon to be - lays his head back against the soft pillow and drifts off
to sleep once again. His dreams are
filled with conflicting images, those that make him happy and those that make
him sad. Mostly though, they are filled
with the visions of a man; one with short black hair and a sly smile, sipping
from a glass full of Sake that smells so divine, so heavenly.
When the man smiles at him, Gonou
can't help but smile in return.
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