Broken
by Sanshikura
Disclaimer: I am not and will never be the owner of Saiyuki. The
end.
Summary: Sanzo had been raped by his father ever since he was
small. In high school, he was raped by his teacher. Now, he works
as a secretary who is constantly being raped by his boss. One day,
he meets a brunette who changes his life.
Warnings: AU, rape, foul language, yaoi, perhaps some lime/lemon in
a few chapters, and lots of OOC-ness.
Rating: R, just to be safe.
Pairings: Almost everyonexSanzo, GojyoxHakkai, eventual
HakkaixSanzo. (No 3x9, sorry.)
Author's note: Did you notice that I changed the title for the
first chapter? Heh, I didn't like it. Reviews are always
welcome. However, I shall not tolerate any flames this time.
Please flame my other fics if you hate me that much.
Thanks to those lovely people who reviewed!
IvyRa - Well, actually Sanzo's been through more than 6 years of
hell... Yay~! you like Sanzo and Hakkai pairings too? ^___^
Rinny 1 - Sankyuu~! I've changed "-san" to "-sama"! You liked it?
__; We love you! *glomps*
Hakkai - Gojyo - Goku - Sanzo - *nodnods* We're
glad you understand. It's interesting? Heh... I
was feeling rather depressed when I started it...
gallactica - Ah, you see... since Sanzo adopted Goku, it'll be
like... weird. .;; Anyway, thanks for reviewing! ^__^
Chapter 02 - Amethyst Meets Emerald
My ass hurts. My ass *really* hurts. Damn bastard.
...
"Sanzo? You're back?"
Okay, that's weird. Usually, Goku wouldn't greet me like that unless there's something wrong.
"What happened, Goku?"
The kid looked at his feet, fumbling with the hem of his shirt.
"Well, Lirin and I were walking back from school today..."
"...And?"
"...And we came across someone."
"Who?" I asked.
"I don't know, but he was beaten up pretty badly. We didn't know what to do, but Lirin suggested that we bring him back with us."
"Where is he?"
"...In your room." Goku flinched. He knew how much I hated having strangers in my room.
I brushed past him without a word and headed to my room. As I was about to turn the doorknob, somebody else opened it from inside.
"Sanzo!" It was Lirin.
I walked past her and towards the bed; I was about to glare at the person there when I saw him.
An emerald eye stared back at me; the other one was hidden, and blood was covering a large portion of his face. His whole body was covered with blood, flesh, and cloth (duh). My once pristine bed sheets were now tainted crimson.
Before I could speak, the person in bed opened his mouth and croaked, "They dragged me here, even when I told them not to." He smiled rather sheepishly and scratched the back of his head with a bloodstained hand.
".Lirin, call the ambulance," I ordered.
The man's eye widened. "No, please, don't!"
"Why not?" I asked, my eyes narrowing.
He looked down at his lap. "Well, I..."
I sighed. "Then tell me, how are we going to tend to your wounds?"
He smiled again. "You won't have to."
What?
He chuckled. "Don't you see? My wounds aren't bleeding anymore. I just need to rest for a few weeks."
I eyed his wounds skeptically. What he said was true; his wounds seemed to be quite dry.
"Well, does that mean that you'll be staying here?" I asked.
"Of course he will!" said Lirin.
I glared at her. "Oh, really? Why can't he stay at your place?"
"Because we don't have space! Onii-chan shares his room with his girlfriend, and I'm a girl, so he can't stay with me!" she retorted, jumping up and down.
"No, it's okay..." said the man.
Lirin ignored him and said, "By the way, I'm Lirin. Who're you?"
"I'm Hakkai."
She beamed. "Nice, to meet you, Hakkai-niichan!"
I was rendered speechless. In just a few minutes, Lirin had managed to turn my life upside down.
Hakkai turned towards me. "...May I know your name? If I'm going to stay here, the least I can do is to know your name."
"...Sanzo."
The next time I'm alone with Lirin, I'm gonna strangle her. But before I do that, I need to find Goku. That kid can get scared so easily.
~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
"Goku?" I called, peering into his room.
Goku was sitting with his back to me, facing the window.
"Goku?"
"...I'm sorry."
What the-?
He turned around and hugged me tightly.
"I'm sorry...." he sobbed.
"No, it's okay... I'm not mad at you," I cooed, stroking his hair [1].
He looked up with red eyes. "But I didn't ask permission before bringing him back! ...And you don't like having strangers in your room!"
"Shhh... It's okay..."
I let Goku cry himself to sleep and tucked him into bed.
Want to know why he was so upset?
Goku's mother had died after giving birth to him, and his father was a drunkard. Whenever the kid did something wrong, his dad'll beat him up. Sometimes, Goku was even left in the streets to beg for food, but it was for his father. One day, his dad was killed by loan sharks. The leader wanted to kill the kid, but one of his members took pity on Goku and sent Goku to the orphanage.
"Sanzo-san?"
I snapped out of my thoughts. "Yeah?"
Hakkai smiled. "I just wanted to ask you, where am I going to sleep?"
"You're injured! Why the hell are you not in bed?!" I said. Jeez, this guy must be nuts!
"Ah, I'm fine..."
I glared at him. "Fine? If you're fine, ten what's that?" I asked, prodding his stomach.
He winced as blood began to seep through the material of his torn shirt.
I rolled my eyes. "Come on," I said gruffly. "Let's get you cleaned up."
I pushed Hakkai to the bathroom and motioned for him to take off his clothes.
He blushed and was about to say something when I said, "I've bathed Goku many times before. Besides, you don't have anything that I don't."
~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
As I scrubbed Hakkai's back, I noticed that there were a lot of old scars marring his body. Most of them seemed to be caused by nails (fingernails). To make him feel better, I wore only my boxers; my clothes needed to be washed, anyway.
"Sanzo-san, are you done with my back?" asked Hakkai.
"Aa," I replied. "Stay here while I get you a towel."
I stepped out of the bathroom and grabbed a clean towel and a pair of my boxers. Believe me, I had no choice. It was one o'clock in the morning, and I didn't know where to find extra ones. I handed the items to the brunette and went into my room to get the first-aid kit.
"Sanzo-san."
I placed the kit on the bed and motioned for Hakkai to sit down. I took out some ointment and bandages, and we spent the next twenty minutes binding his wounds. There was a large gash across his stomach, and I suspect that it'll leave a scar [2].
"Sanzo-san, where will I sleep tonight?" asked Hakkai.
I observed his wounds, which had begun to bleed again. "...I think you'd better sleep here, with me. If there's anything wrong, you can just wake me up."
Emerald eyes widened a little. "Here?"
I shrugged. "It's up to you. You can even sleep outside and bleed to death, and I wouldn't know."
Hakkai smiled slightly. "Thank you, Sanzo-san."
Man, this guy is getting on my nerves! "Don't call me Sanzo-san!"
He laughed quietly. "As you wish, Sanzo."
I muttered under my breath about smiling idiots and got into bed. Hakkai blinked and sat at the edge, unsure of what to do.
"Just get in before I change my mind," I said, turning over so that I lay on my stomach.
~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
To be continued...
[1] Imagine Sanzo cooing! O_o After writing this part, I remembered a
picture I saw long ago where Sanzo was ruffling Goku's hair...
[2] Yep, that's poor Hakkai's scar; the one he got after Kanan killed
herself.
Well, what do you people think? This fic is one of my favorites, so please leave some nice reviews! Thanks! - Sanshikura
Disclaimer: I am not and will never be the owner of Saiyuki. The
end.
Summary: Sanzo had been raped by his father ever since he was
small. In high school, he was raped by his teacher. Now, he works
as a secretary who is constantly being raped by his boss. One day,
he meets a brunette who changes his life.
Warnings: AU, rape, foul language, yaoi, perhaps some lime/lemon in
a few chapters, and lots of OOC-ness.
Rating: R, just to be safe.
Pairings: Almost everyonexSanzo, GojyoxHakkai, eventual
HakkaixSanzo. (No 3x9, sorry.)
Author's note: Did you notice that I changed the title for the
first chapter? Heh, I didn't like it. Reviews are always
welcome. However, I shall not tolerate any flames this time.
Please flame my other fics if you hate me that much.
Thanks to those lovely people who reviewed!
IvyRa - Well, actually Sanzo's been through more than 6 years of
hell... Yay~! you like Sanzo and Hakkai pairings too? ^___^
Rinny 1 - Sankyuu~! I've changed "-san" to "-sama"! You liked it?
__; We love you! *glomps*
Hakkai - Gojyo - Goku - Sanzo - *nodnods* We're
glad you understand. It's interesting? Heh... I
was feeling rather depressed when I started it...
gallactica - Ah, you see... since Sanzo adopted Goku, it'll be
like... weird. .;; Anyway, thanks for reviewing! ^__^
Chapter 02 - Amethyst Meets Emerald
My ass hurts. My ass *really* hurts. Damn bastard.
...
"Sanzo? You're back?"
Okay, that's weird. Usually, Goku wouldn't greet me like that unless there's something wrong.
"What happened, Goku?"
The kid looked at his feet, fumbling with the hem of his shirt.
"Well, Lirin and I were walking back from school today..."
"...And?"
"...And we came across someone."
"Who?" I asked.
"I don't know, but he was beaten up pretty badly. We didn't know what to do, but Lirin suggested that we bring him back with us."
"Where is he?"
"...In your room." Goku flinched. He knew how much I hated having strangers in my room.
I brushed past him without a word and headed to my room. As I was about to turn the doorknob, somebody else opened it from inside.
"Sanzo!" It was Lirin.
I walked past her and towards the bed; I was about to glare at the person there when I saw him.
An emerald eye stared back at me; the other one was hidden, and blood was covering a large portion of his face. His whole body was covered with blood, flesh, and cloth (duh). My once pristine bed sheets were now tainted crimson.
Before I could speak, the person in bed opened his mouth and croaked, "They dragged me here, even when I told them not to." He smiled rather sheepishly and scratched the back of his head with a bloodstained hand.
".Lirin, call the ambulance," I ordered.
The man's eye widened. "No, please, don't!"
"Why not?" I asked, my eyes narrowing.
He looked down at his lap. "Well, I..."
I sighed. "Then tell me, how are we going to tend to your wounds?"
He smiled again. "You won't have to."
What?
He chuckled. "Don't you see? My wounds aren't bleeding anymore. I just need to rest for a few weeks."
I eyed his wounds skeptically. What he said was true; his wounds seemed to be quite dry.
"Well, does that mean that you'll be staying here?" I asked.
"Of course he will!" said Lirin.
I glared at her. "Oh, really? Why can't he stay at your place?"
"Because we don't have space! Onii-chan shares his room with his girlfriend, and I'm a girl, so he can't stay with me!" she retorted, jumping up and down.
"No, it's okay..." said the man.
Lirin ignored him and said, "By the way, I'm Lirin. Who're you?"
"I'm Hakkai."
She beamed. "Nice, to meet you, Hakkai-niichan!"
I was rendered speechless. In just a few minutes, Lirin had managed to turn my life upside down.
Hakkai turned towards me. "...May I know your name? If I'm going to stay here, the least I can do is to know your name."
"...Sanzo."
The next time I'm alone with Lirin, I'm gonna strangle her. But before I do that, I need to find Goku. That kid can get scared so easily.
~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
"Goku?" I called, peering into his room.
Goku was sitting with his back to me, facing the window.
"Goku?"
"...I'm sorry."
What the-?
He turned around and hugged me tightly.
"I'm sorry...." he sobbed.
"No, it's okay... I'm not mad at you," I cooed, stroking his hair [1].
He looked up with red eyes. "But I didn't ask permission before bringing him back! ...And you don't like having strangers in your room!"
"Shhh... It's okay..."
I let Goku cry himself to sleep and tucked him into bed.
Want to know why he was so upset?
Goku's mother had died after giving birth to him, and his father was a drunkard. Whenever the kid did something wrong, his dad'll beat him up. Sometimes, Goku was even left in the streets to beg for food, but it was for his father. One day, his dad was killed by loan sharks. The leader wanted to kill the kid, but one of his members took pity on Goku and sent Goku to the orphanage.
"Sanzo-san?"
I snapped out of my thoughts. "Yeah?"
Hakkai smiled. "I just wanted to ask you, where am I going to sleep?"
"You're injured! Why the hell are you not in bed?!" I said. Jeez, this guy must be nuts!
"Ah, I'm fine..."
I glared at him. "Fine? If you're fine, ten what's that?" I asked, prodding his stomach.
He winced as blood began to seep through the material of his torn shirt.
I rolled my eyes. "Come on," I said gruffly. "Let's get you cleaned up."
I pushed Hakkai to the bathroom and motioned for him to take off his clothes.
He blushed and was about to say something when I said, "I've bathed Goku many times before. Besides, you don't have anything that I don't."
~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
As I scrubbed Hakkai's back, I noticed that there were a lot of old scars marring his body. Most of them seemed to be caused by nails (fingernails). To make him feel better, I wore only my boxers; my clothes needed to be washed, anyway.
"Sanzo-san, are you done with my back?" asked Hakkai.
"Aa," I replied. "Stay here while I get you a towel."
I stepped out of the bathroom and grabbed a clean towel and a pair of my boxers. Believe me, I had no choice. It was one o'clock in the morning, and I didn't know where to find extra ones. I handed the items to the brunette and went into my room to get the first-aid kit.
"Sanzo-san."
I placed the kit on the bed and motioned for Hakkai to sit down. I took out some ointment and bandages, and we spent the next twenty minutes binding his wounds. There was a large gash across his stomach, and I suspect that it'll leave a scar [2].
"Sanzo-san, where will I sleep tonight?" asked Hakkai.
I observed his wounds, which had begun to bleed again. "...I think you'd better sleep here, with me. If there's anything wrong, you can just wake me up."
Emerald eyes widened a little. "Here?"
I shrugged. "It's up to you. You can even sleep outside and bleed to death, and I wouldn't know."
Hakkai smiled slightly. "Thank you, Sanzo-san."
Man, this guy is getting on my nerves! "Don't call me Sanzo-san!"
He laughed quietly. "As you wish, Sanzo."
I muttered under my breath about smiling idiots and got into bed. Hakkai blinked and sat at the edge, unsure of what to do.
"Just get in before I change my mind," I said, turning over so that I lay on my stomach.
~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
To be continued...
[1] Imagine Sanzo cooing! O_o After writing this part, I remembered a
picture I saw long ago where Sanzo was ruffling Goku's hair...
[2] Yep, that's poor Hakkai's scar; the one he got after Kanan killed
herself.
Well, what do you people think? This fic is one of my favorites, so please leave some nice reviews! Thanks! - Sanshikura