It's been ages since I've written anything, well, it feels like ages anyways,hehe.
Okay, I thought up the idea for this story when I was listening to my new cd of Avril Lavigne this morning. I've been sick since Friday soo I've been listening to music 24/7. I listened to the songs Take Me Away, Together, My Happy Ending, Forgotten and Fall To Pieces and I came up with this story. It all sorta fit together. And it's mostly centered about Goku and Sanzo but I'm going to have Hakkai and Gojyo in the story also. It's a modern day story they died and were reincarnated etc. etc. soo now it's this time and it starts out in Japan and don't kill me for not knowing how it's like in Japan I've never been there before just seen it in the anime I watch,lol. Goku's an orphan who gets picked up off the streets by Hakkai who takes him to his place and asks him if he wants to meet his band manager The Merciful Goddess,lol ' and join their rock band. And well, that's the story in a nutshell, our Saiyuki guys in a rock band and they go to America to compete in a big competition and Sanzo and Goku fluff reigns, whahahaha! Lol
Sooo, to warn all of you Yaoi Haters, you better get out right now cuz this is a story with boy-boy love. Well, SanzoxGoku love,lol and maybe later in the story some HakkaixGojyo. Soo, all Yaoi Haters shoo, shoo! waves hands
And two more disclaimers, I DO NOT OWN SAIYUKI IN ANY WAY! Except for my posters on my wall of course and this little ficcy here. And if this story resembles anybody else's in any way I am sooo sorry cuz I am not copying anybody's story and I am not trying to, this story just popped into my fever-delirious mind this morning so excuse me if it resembles anything anybody has written.
End of disclaimers! On with the story!
Chapter One
The noise of frightened children…the feel of a hard stick slapping his hands and the sting as the stick found it's way to his neck and the feeling of terror as he felt himself kick out with his legs, silencing the noise and the feel of the stick.
But the deadly silence was what terrified him the most as he looked at the bloody, grinning face of the priest he had kicked.
He knew…that the priest wasn't getting back up.
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He growled as he felt something pressing on his forehead and he quickly lashed out, snarling, "STOP IT! LEAVE ME ALONE! DAMN YOU!"
He heard someone jump back and a light chuckle filled the air, "Calm down little tiger. I'm not going to hurt you."
Goku forced his eyes open, looking at the source of the light voice. The man had greyish black hair, some of it hanging over one sharp green eye and he had a gentle smile on his face, a little amusement hidden beneath his eyes as he quietly spoke, soothing him, "Everything's alright." , he lightly grabbed a cup and held it out to Goku, "Go on..…take it."
Goku raised his haid a little ways off of the bed and his eyes darted around the room, takeing in his surroundings as he swiftly sat up, reached a shaky hand out to the stranger and took the drink away from him and all the while his wide golden eyes darted nervously around. He took a deep sip and realized that it was tea.
The man walked off a little ways towards an open door and turned around before he left, reassuring him, "I'll be right back. I need to phone someone to tell them I'll be a little late for my appointment. It won't take me long." , he closed the door halfway, "Just make yourself at home." He slowly closed the door.
Goku sighed in relief as he gulped down the rest of the tea.
He ruffled the light blue blankets as he leaned forward, taking in the room around him. It was simple, pretty in a dainty sort of way but simple. Everything was a light blue and a light green. There were flowers and a bookcase stuffed full of books near the bed. Lamps were lit all over the room, two were sitting on the little table near the bed and Goku counted six candles in sconces hanging on the walls. This man was definetly into candles and flowers.
But this man was lucky, anybody who had a house or even a room of their own was lucky. He never had a house to call home or even a room of his own. He didn't deserve the comforts of a home, not after what he had done.
He jumped, his brown hair sticking straight up in the air and his gangly legs and arms shakeing as the man swiftly opened the door of the room.
The man noticed that he had startled Goku from the wide-eyed look he was giving him and the way his whole body was shaking. The man smiled apologetically, "Oh, I'm sorry if I startled you but….i'm sort of in a hurry and I was wondering if you wanted to come along with me…..um, well, I'd like you to meet someone." , he could tell the the boy had calmed down and he was curiously looking at him with his deep golden eyes and he quickly added, "Well, you don't have to come if you don't want to."
The boy quickly nodded his head, his dirty brown hair bobbing up and down with his head as he half whispered, half croaked out, "Ye-s! I…I-I would….like to go." The boy looked surprised at the sound of his voice as he drew a hand up to his throat and squeezed his throat gently.
The man lifted an amused eyebrow at the boy's curious actions but he just shook it off and he quickly held his hand out, a big grin on his face, "Before we leave. I'd like to tell you my name. My name's Hakkai. What's yours?" The boy smiled from ear to ear and reached out a dirty, grimy hand, "My…name is….Goku!" Hakkai desperately wanted to pull his hand back from the dirty hand but the beaming smile on the boy's face made him shake his hand, a little smile on his face, "Well, Goku. First things first.", he gently pulled the boy off the bed, Goku weakly held himself up as he looked questioningly into Hakkai's eyes, "You HAVE to take a bath and get some new clothes on before I take you anywhere."
Goku looked at his clothes, they were rags and black from filth and he looked curiously at his palms that were grimy and cracked from overwork and he looked up at Hakkai, "I'm….d-dirty?" Hakkai smiled and couldn't resist a chuckle at the baffled look on the boy's face, "Yes! Very."
Hakkai pulled Goku over to a closet right outside the doorway and he quickly started pulling things down from the top of the closet, grumbling, "These things are as old as the hills but I think they'll fit you till I can get you to a shop." While Hakkai was busy, Goku craned his neck in the direction of the light and he gasped at the chandelier hanging in the foyer in front of two towering chestnut doors and a great winding staircase wound up to a second floor and a big glass table stood in the middle of the walkway. Goku was about to head toward the far door to see what was on the other side when Hakkai grabbed him by the shoulder and led him in the opposite direction.
He was promptly pushed inside a bathroom, a sparkling bathroom that made Goku gasp in awe as he fingered the golden handles of the sink and bathtub. Hakkai placed a few bathtowels, a washcloth and some clothes in his arms and he quickly walked toward the door, "Please try to hurry. By the time I get to the studio everybody will be gone and they won't be able to see you." He grinned at the last word of his sentence and walked out of the room, leaving Goku with a pile of clothes, towels and a heap of questions.
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Goku uncomfortably walked out of the bathroom, looking uncertainly at the long-sleeved cotton black shirt and a pair of too baggy pair of denim pants and he was brushing his unruly brown hair with a comb with an air of awkwardness as he looked at Hakkai with a pleading look in his eyes, "Am I….c-clean?"
Hakkai smiled at him, gently took the comb from his hands and brushed his hair a few times, "Yeah, you look better now. But I'll get you some different clothes later. Right now we'd better leave! I'm going to be awfully late!" He nodded toward the door as he hurried out, Goku right behind him.
He fell into the front passenger seat of the sleek black car as he blinked at Hakkai who quickly slid in the front seat behind the wheel and he took in Hakkai's clothes. He had on a dark green suit, a black tie and well, he looked like a millionaire. He quickly looked away as they started down the drive.
Hakkai glanced over at him, grinned, "So, how old are you? 13?" Goku scrunched his eyebrows together like he was thinking really hard as he mumbled, "Um, I think….i think I'm…15."
Hakkai looked a little surprised, "Well, you're older then you look. Um, do you have any parents?" Goku slid down into his chair and glared at the floorboard, "My parents….my parents didn't want me. I…I was put in foster care. I didn't have a good life." Hakkai looked a little startled, "Oh….i'm sorry. That's why you was on the street every morning, playing those torn up drums. I didn't know. Why was you passed out on the street? Did somebody hurt you?"
Goku tried to think, "Um….it rained the night before, I think I got a fever or something. I don't remember. Um…can we not talk about…this?"
Hakkai nodded, "Sure. I don't want to pry into your business."
Goku wrapped his arms around himself as he looked down at the floorboard, remembering the foster house, the Catholic priests that took care of the kids, beating him for no reason, they said he was a demon possessed child and eventually his life out on the streets.
Goku thought to himself, 'Life couldn't get any worse then that. Can it?"
As they drove toward the studio, Goku didn't know that his life was going to change and he would finally find a place to call home.
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Aaaah, I know this isn't one of my longest chappies but I need to get off the comp cuz these bad thunderstorms are coming up and I wanna put this on the site before I go! Sooo, hopefully I'll get some reviews from this! If I get some reviews I'll continue very soon!
NO FLAMERS PLEASE!
Oh, hey and next chappie Gojyo and Sanzo will come into the story! YAY! Cya later! (waves)