Spring Fever (Saiyuki Style)

Disclaimer: I Do Not Own SAIYUKI. It is property of Kazuhaya Minekura. Of whom we all love and adore and wish that we had half her talen in drawing.

Chapter Five

He moaned as consciousness began to slip its way back into his mind. Part of him fought against it, begging his body to play possum just until this damnable time passed by, while the other half nagged at him to wake up for his own good. With a groan, Sanzo’s eyes slowly opened and were greeted by…darkness. Mind jumped awake instantly when he realized that there was no light. What the HELL had those youkai bastards done to him?! Had they fucked him so hard that he had gone blind?! Trying to calm himself down, Sanzo moved his head to the side a little, thinking maybe the lights were just off in the room or something and he could catch a glimpse of light from a window...but as he moved, he felt something move against the bridge of the nose and he froze…
“…..”
He was blindfolded, that much he could guess right away from the moment that he was he felt the fabric move against his eyes again when he turned his head to the side. Growling, Sanzo began to move his hands up to remove whatever fabric it was that was blocking his sight only to find that he really couldn’t move his hands that well. Sure, they were still in working order and everything, but they wouldn’t move from their place above his head. Every time he tried to move his hands, he was greeted by the rather sharp bite of harsh rope nipping at his skin.
“God damn it…” Sanzo muttered under his breath. He could guess that those bastards had gotten horny…again, and had re-tied him down while he was still out cold. What they did to him while he was unconscious and bound, though, he REALLY didn’t want to know…but what he did know was that he was getting sick and tired of all this shit!
As Sanzo continued to try and find some way to free his hands, the blonde found that it wasn’t only his hands which had been bound. His legs had been bound as well, though not in the normal spread-eagle way that he might have thought them to be. From the way his lower body was aching, he managed to guess that his legs were bound so that his knees were bent; ankles strapped to his thighs in such a manner that it made closing his legs close to impossible. Cursing yet again (something that Sanzo had been doing more frequently than normal these past few days), Sanzo leaned his head back against the cold metal table and…wait a minute…cold metal table? From what he had seen of the hotel room upstairs, there was no cold metal table…so that meant…
Oh FUCK no.
Sanzo’s body tensed when he realized that he wasn’t in the hotel room anymore. He had been taken somewhere else…during mating season…in the back of his mind he really hoped that the three he traveled with hadn’t found more friends that wished to get a taste of what fucking a monk was like.
“Awake are we, Koryu?” came a voice rather close to his ear.
Sanzo’s head snapped to the side where the voice had come from out of pure habit. Whoever the person was, they knew his name…his original name. Hardly ANYONE knew that name…
“Who the fuck-?”
“I’ll take that as a yes…” the voice purred out again, its eerie calmness sending a shiver down Sanzo’s spine.
Ni smirked when he saw the one before him tense. Yes, he knew Sanzo’s real name, how could he not? He had known the monk since before he had become a Sanzo priest…constantly confusing the beautiful little blonde boy with a little girl…he shook his head and cupped Sanzo’s chin in his hand.
“You’ve been out for quite a while little Koryu…” Ni purred to him, taking in the softness of Sanzo’s skin…absolutely no stubble or even a sign of it. Indeed, this monk was more than he seemed… “I take it you and your companions had quite the fun fuck session?”
“Who the hell are you?!” Sanzo growled out, trying to move his head out of this mystery person’s grasp. “How do you know my old name?!”
“Curiosity killed the cat, Koryu.” Ni scolded, “Don’t think it won’t kill the monk.” He let go of Sanzo’s chin, pulling his hand back quickly as the blonde tried to bite off one or more of his fingers. “Now now…no biting or I’ll have to secure that mouth of yours.”
“Fuck off!” Sanzo snapped. Outside he was enraged beyond belief…though inside, Ni could tell the other was rather…frightened.
“Have it your way.” Ni shrugged and pushed his swivel chair back, reaching around to rummage through one of the open drawers. If there was one thing he absolutely loved about this hotel and its owner, was she always had the right toys for every purpose needed supplied EVERYWHERE. Yes indeed…he would have to set up a weekend job here for sure. After a moment or so of rummaging, he pulled out a fat, leather bit gag. “Just remember that you put this on yourself…” he made sure to inform Sanzo as he pried the other’s jaw open and inserted the gag.
The monk grunted and pulled against his bonds again, trying to spit the gag out or at least bite off Ni’s finger again as the other lifted his head to buckle the bit on tightly. His attempts to do all of the above, however, didn’t quite work out the way that he wanted and he ended up having the hard leather trapped between his teeth. Great. Just fucking great.
“Hey, I warned you, Koryu.” Ni shrugged, leaning back in his chair to light up a cigarette. “But you didn’t listen to me…”
Sanzo growled and managed to utter out what sounded like ‘shove it’ from behind his gag, body shifting as it continued to try and free itself. Being bound and used as sex toy by one, two or even all of the three youkai upstairs was one thing (he knew who they were, what they looked like, and where they lived so he could kill them), but having that done to him by a complete stranger was something that he DID NOT want to happen! Especially one as creepy sounding and feeling as this person was…whoever they were.
“Hmm…don’t worry. As much as I want to do things to you, I won’t…” Ni smirked behind his small cloud of smoke, one arm leaning back against his chair as the other hand ran its fingertips lightly along Sanzo’s skin, “You’ve been reserved for someone else….someone who, I think, will much more appreciate your delicateness and pain much more than I would…”
A cold shiver ran its way through Sanzo’s body as Ni touched him, a feeling he hadn’t had in a long…long time. It was one that stuck in his throat and even made his heart sting slightly…not again not again…..Sanzo shut his eyes tight behind the blindfold. When he got out of this…Gojyo, Goku and Hakkai were DEAD. Ni smiled and took a drag of his smoke as he turned in his swivel chair. He had to make sure that Snuggums (that would be the bunny) had a good view of everything…after all; this was going to be a show that he wanted to remember for a long, LONG time to come.


Hakkai shook his head as he looked at the snickering Goku and the very much in pain Gojyo. With a sigh, he rubbed his temples lightly and tried to figure out how to fix this mess.
“All right…please explain it to me once more…” Hakkai asked, head pounding from this stupid conundrum, “Exactly HOW did Gojyo’s penis get stuck in the vacuum hose again?”
“That little SHIT stuck it there!” Gojyo growled out, narrowed eyes glaring daggers at the laughing monkey.
“I told you, I don’t suck cockroaches!” Goku said, half laughing, half pissed. “But I knew someone that would!”
“You told me their fucking name was Hoover!” Gojyo really wanted to jump up and strangle the ape right then and there, but as was stated earlier, he was kind of…stuck. He was sitting on the floor with a vacuum at his side, the hose connection snaking its way between the red-haired youkai’s legs. One testicle was protruding from around the hose’s end, but the other was completely lost within the hard plastic tubing, trapped beside the penis. Very painful indeed…
“Its name IS Hoover!” Goku smirked and pointed to the logo name on the side of the vacuum bag, and sure enough, there was the name HOOVER in big capital letters.
“You are so God damned lucky that my dick is in this hose right now, or I swear-!” Gojyo snapped out.
“Ha! You sound like Sanzo-!” Goku pointed at the red head and started to laugh but then paused. He blinked and looked around the room as though he had noticed something was amiss for the first time. “….Hakkai?”
“What, Goku?” Hakkai knelt down beside his lover and looked the hose/dick problem over. Well, this meant no sex with Gojyo for a long while…pity.
“…Where’s Sanzo?” Goku slowly got to his feet, eyes still searching the room in case the monk should happen to just pop up.
“Don’t panic, Goku…” Hakkai looked up at the teen, his hand filled with healing chi tugging at the hose until it came off with a rather loud POP! And a ‘Holy Mother Fuck-!’ from Gojyo. “I took Sanzo downstairs to the med station while you two were fighting…”
“My poor penis…”
Hakkai rolled his eyes and took Gojyo into his hand, continuing on with his healing. “Ms. Theta just hired a new doctor. He’ll take care of Sanzo and we can go down and get him soon.”
“Oooh…you’re good at this…” Gojyo smirked, leaning back a little. “…Move your hand up and down more.” Hakkai squeezed Gojyo’s dong….HARD. “Gah! Never mind!”
“A doctor?” Goku sounded slightly worried, if not for Sanzo than for the doctor…considering that the monk didn’t very much care for doctors at all… “…Maybe I should go down and make sure he’s okay…” the teen started to search the room for his discarded pants.
“Goku, I assure you that Sanzo is jut fine…” Hakkai sighed and finished healing up Gojyo, tossing the other his pants as he walked over to the distraught youngster.
“I am not going to leave Sanzo down there, out cold, with a complete stranger!” Goku growled out, slipping on his tattered jeans. Apparently the monkey was still slightly in heat…and still over territorial of his personal things.
Hakkai shook his head and picked up the vacuum tube that had just been removed from Gojyo’s aching member and nodded for his lover to plug the machine in. “And just let me remind you, that unlike you two, I am doing this to save someone’s life…”
Gojyo smirked and happily re-plugged the machine into the wall. “Whatever you say…” Hey, revenge was revenge no matter what form it came in.
Hakkai felt the air run its way through the tubing in his hand and quickly he went over to Goku, ripping the boy’s pants from his body. Goku blinked and looked at Hakkai when he felt the sudden breeze and then…SHLUP! His eyes widened in pain as he fell back, crying out and pulling on the hose to try and pull it off. Gojyo fell back on his own ass laughing as Hakkai made sure the hose would be securely stuck on the other before flipping the main switch off.
“GOD DAMN IT HAKKAI!” tears were stinging Goku’s eyes as he grasped the hose, trying to figure out some way to pull it off without turning himself into a woman.
“I’m sorry Goku…” Hakkai stated, making sure that his hand was near the switch as he took a seat, “But I can’t have you going downstairs and tearing apart an innocent doctor when he’s just trying to help…”
Goku glared at Hakkai and continued to try and free himself again. Hakkai shook his head and made sure to keep his hand on the vacuum’s on/off switch just incase the other did manage to get his member slightly free (he needed to be sure to re-trap it right away if that happened), all the while Gojyo was trying to catch his breath from laughing too hard in the back. Hakkai promised himself that he would only keep this up until Ms. Theta called him and told him that the doctor was finished with Sanzo which, hopefully, would be very….VERY soon….
However, if Hakkai had known exactly what was going on downstairs in the med lab at that very moment in time, he wouldn’t of thought the good doctor to be so…innocent…


“For the last time, you BETTER let me through! I don’t have time for this…nonsense!”
Theta arched a brow and looked at the red haired, rather buff and sexy youkai that was screaming at her from the other side of the counter. He had shown up about five minutes or so after she had gotten the first complaint from upstairs and Hakkai had scurried upstairs to fix the problem, demanding that he go back to see the good doctor. Theta, of course, had no intention of letting him go back there.
“And for the last time, bud, I’m not letting you through,” she flipped a page of her magazine, still happily wearing Ni’s lab coat over her body, “The doc’s got a patient back there, and I am not going through some stupid lawsuit if you go back there and screw something up.”
Kougaiji growled, very tempted at this point to just snap this little girl in two and storm back to the room that she was guarding with little or no effort. He was pissed not only at her, but at the fact that it was the final day of mating season, when most youkai would be at their peak, and Ni had called him up, pulling him away from the wonderful time that he was having with Dokugakuji and Yaone. He just wanted to get here, get things taken care of, and then get the hell out and finish his business…but NO! Though, however angry he was, Kougaji knew that he couldn’t cause a scene here no matter how badly he wanted this woman dead.
Gritting his teeth, he mumbled out the one phrase that might get him into the back room with Ni. “…I’m his….assistant…”
“Pardon?” Theta put her magazine down and leaned in closer to Kougaiji, “What did you say?”
“I’m his assistant…” Kougaiji restated, fists clenched so tightly his nails could have drawn blood from his own skin. The levels he would sink to in order to get the Maten Sutra from that annoying monk and his companions…
Theta smirked. “His ‘assistant’ huh?” she asked, settling her head in her hands. “Exactly what do you ‘assist’ him with, hmm?”
Kougaiji growled…. “What do you THINK I assist him with?”
“Oh, honey, you REALLY don’t wanna know my opinion on that…” Theta chuckled. She had such a dirty mind; it was scary at times.
Ripping this woman’s head from her body and shoving it onto a pole sounded SO good at this point but…he didn’t have time for that. Shaking his head, Kougaiji leaned in close to Theta, fangs bared. “Listen, does that mean I can go back there or not? I have things to do and…”
“Oh by all means!” Theta stepped aside and opened the little door that would let Kougaiji behind the counter and give him access to the back rooms. “Go right ahead! Go and ‘assist’ Ni-sama all you like!”
Kougaiji sighed and for now put his thoughts of dismantling Theta piece by piece in the back of his mind and moved past the hotel owner towards the doorway near the far back that was labeled as the medical station. He just wanted to get in, get the sutra and get out; nothing else. Theta watched Kougaiji go back, all smiles. It was times like these that she was so happy she had video cameras stationed in that room.
“All right, Ni…why the hell did….you…” Kougaiji started as he opened the med lab’s door and stormed into the room…only to pause when he saw the scene before him.
Ni was still sitting in the corner leaning back in his chair, a freshly lit cigarette hanging from the corner of his smirking lips and the bunny sitting beside him, staring directly at a bound and gagged Sanzo priest on the examining table which was, oddly enough, right in front of the youkai prince as he walked in. For about a minute or so Kougaiji just stood there, staring, his grasp on the doorknob tightening…kind of like his pants.
“Ah, young Prince…” Ni smiled and took a drag of his cigarette, “We’ve been waiting for you?”
“We?” Kougaiji had a hint as to who Ni was referring to, but part of his mind was still in mating season mode…and there was a damn sexy priest in front of him.
“I think you know who I’m talking about.” Ni stated, “Now do close that door, or you’ll let in a horrible draft…”
Kougaiji blinked, mind snapping back to the present as he narrowed his eyes at Ni and shut the door behind him, body leaning back against it. “Is this what you called me here for?”
“It is…” Ni gave a slight nod. “You like?”
“…..” Kougaiji glanced back at the blonde on the table once more, eyes watching as the muscles flexed and unflexed…the hips arched…the sounds he made as he tried to free himself…the youkai prince shook his head and glared back at Ni. “Where’s the sutra?” that’s right, keep your mind on the goal and off the dick…
The good doctor shrugged, “No idea really. The monk came as you see him: naked. I just added on a few commodities…”
Kougaiji growled and walked over to Ni, grabbing the other by the collar. “What good is the monk without the sutra?!” his anger levels were rising quite dangerously.
“Come now, do calm down…” Ni managed to pull out of Kouogaiji’s grasp and leaned back in his chair once more. “Think about what you just said there: so we may not have the sutra…but we have the person who will know where it is…”
“You are so very damn lucky that this monk isn’t one of those old fucking geezers…” Kougaiji growled between clenched teeth. He took a breath and straightened up, looking back over his shoulder at Sanzo. “Very well then…since he doesn’t have the sutra with him…we’re just going to have to force the information out of him…”

(I have a feeling I’m going to be getting A LOT of hate mail for this chapter… ^^; Absolutely NO smut in this except for a Gojyo/Vacuum and Goku/Vacuum…but I couldn’t really think that well. Blame the band tour. However, next chapter, there will be what the masses have demanded…and perhaps more. Until further notice… ::Scurries away to hide somewhere:: )