Of Her Nature

A fanfic of Saiyuki

Author: Cupnjava e-mail : saiyukifanfic@yahoo.com

Rated : M for mature (18 or 21 and up depending on your location).

Contains: Humor, Violence, Foul Language, Adult Situations, M/F Sexually Explicit Activities.

Spoilers: None Known

Note: Thoughts are in *\'s *thoughts*.
Completion date: 4/1/04

Disclaimer: I don\'t own Saiyuki. This is a fanfic for entertainment purposes only. No money is being made from this fanfic.

Summary: Ok , first it isn’t all about sex, there is a story, plot and even some angst. I’m sure many of you will think Sanzo is presented at too dark-- he scared me too. I happen to see him as a closeted freak, so…..

Gojyo gets the tables turned on him. “I wish the ladies would pursue me like that.” Be careful what you wish for. Hakkai has the memory of Kanan slammed into him, oh wait that’s no memory. Goku eats some pancakes and they never tasted so good. Sanzo meets up with a Priestess and vents some holy anger. Oh yeah, and there’s this G.E.L.F. in the mix after Sanzo’s scripture. It covers the gambit from dark to sappy.

If you know what a G.E.L.F. is please keep it to yourself, the story is more surprising if you aren’t sure.



Part one: Enter the Vixen

“What makes you think you can do it, ya G.E.L.F.? “

“Look, you’ve tried small groups, you’ve tried individual assassins, hell you’ve even sent five truck loads of demons out after them and you still haven’t gotten the Maten Scripture. I can do it because I’m not your typical assassin……I am crafty.”

“I’ve gone out after them myself, and I couldn’t get it. Are you saying –“

“I’m saying you lack panache. You went in there with your weapons drawn and you were going to beat it off them…of course that won’t work. You’re dealing with a demon, a taboo birth, a –shit—earth elemental and a fucking Sanzo priest for Gods’ sake. You aren’t going to kill them. “

“What, are you just going to talk it out of them?”

“Please! That won’t work either and you know it. You have to play their weaknesses.”

“So, what makes you so special that you can get it?”

“They’re called boobs. And-I-might-add I know how to use them. Something Yaone is too shy to try “

With that, Jorja turned and left Kougaiji’s chamber, intent on infiltrating the legendary Sanzo party and stealing the Maten Scripture.
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“Sanzo! I’m hungry!” Goku proclaimed as they rode in the jeep across the desert. Goku was a visually unassuming young man. He was over 500 years old …biologically. Physically, he was 18. Emotionally he was closer to 13. He has short brown hair, and golden eyes. He wears a demon power limiter in the form of a golden coronet, a very special coronet for a very special “demon”.

“Why am I not surprised…” Sanzo was 23 years old. He possessed wisdom beyond his years, and cynicism beyond the ancient philosophers. He wore his priest robes over a two piece black body suit and his hair was so blonde it seemed to radiate sunlight, his eyes a violet typically only found in rainbows, and a crimson charka on his forehead marked his divinity as a Sanzo priest. Guardian of the sacred Maten Scripture.

“We’ll be in the next town soon, hold on Goku”. Hakkai ,22, the ever polite, ever level-headed , calm, cool ,collected sympathetic demon. Hakkai ,born human, has dark brown hair and deep green eyes that when looked at long enough tell the story of a soul in torment. A soul that will never come to terms with the time of “lost control” that transformed him into a demon. He now has to wear a power limiter too, delicately disguised as ear jewelry.

“You do remember , chimp-boy over there can’t really starve to death right?” Gojyo, 22, laid claim to the most street-smarts of the bunch. A womanizer at heart, and a card-shark at the table , he could be counted on to swing a most devastating blow in battle. However, at his birth right….a water sprite…he failed miserably. He couldn’t even swim. His eyes and hair were scarlet in color. They betrayed his birth from a taboo union…a half-breed….a mongrel birth. Rejected by humans and demons. Being a mongrel , he has no need for power limiters. He also has no way to hide.

Hakuryuu, in Jeep form, faithfully got them to their destination. The town looked like any other town, dirt road, adobe buildings, the occasional well. Nothing special about this town. Like all the other towns on trade routes through the desert, there were inns and there were restaurants. The party looked for an inn with a restaurant. Once they arrived everyone unloaded from Hakuryuu and he transformed back into himself; a small , tiny dragon and perched on Hakkai’s left shoulder.

“They’d better have good food here Hakkai, or I’m gonna make you take me back to that noodle stand.”, stated Goku.

“And beds here had best be comfortable beds, I’m tired of two-bit inns,” grumbled Sanzo.

“Oh the food is great here.” That was a woman’s voice. She stood 5’8” . Four inches taller than Goku and four inches shorter than Gojyo. She had long pale blue hair that stopped at her lower back and golden eyes. She focused her gaze on Gojyo’s scarlet eyes. ”And the beds are very comfortable”.

“Oh you’ve stayed here before, my lady?” Hakkai inquired.

“Yes, I’ve been staying here for a few days now. Would you gentlemen care to join me for dinner….(looking a Gojyo again) or is that being too forward?”

“N-N-Not at all” Gojyo forced from his lips at about half his normal volume. He finally made his scan past her beautiful face, with her daintily slanted eyes, petite nose and full lips. To her very curvaceous body. Her muscles were well toned. She had on a tight bodice that seemed to move like a second skin , giving her ample bosom support, but allowed them to jiggle just a bit. The plunging neckline showed off her cleavage. Her body narrowed at the waist and then filled back out at the hips. Her jeans hugged her rounded hips and flattered her ass. Gojyo knew what he liked and he liked what he saw.

Sanzo seemed to be the only one that noticed the short sword on her left hip, and the miniature batlet on her right. “I don’t like her”. Sanzo mumbled under his breath.

“You’ve been chasing demons too long you ornery old monk.” Gojyo stated as he watched her walk toward the door.

Hakkai opened the door for her and she walked into the inn.

The inn was typical of the time period: wooden flooring, adobe and wood walls, wooden tables, wooden chairs, and wooden bar.

They say down at a rectangular table large enough to accommodate all five of them. Hakkai pulled her chair out for her. She nodded and smiled in thanks. Hakkai sat down to to her. Gojyo sat across from her. Sanzo sat across from Hakkai and Goku took one end.

The waitress came to the table and took their drink order.

Gojyo thought to himself, *I’m usually a lot more proactive when such a beautiful woman makes my presence. Have I lost my touch? Have I been hanging around these guys so long, I can no longer use my charms? What is wrong with me? I have to be more proactive*….”I’m Gojyo, what’s your name?” He tried his best suave voice…it just seemed….stupid.

“I’m Areia. Nice to meet you”. Her gaze seemed to go right through him, almost like she was touching his soul. It made Gojyo uncomfortable, but aroused.

The waitress brought their drinks. Gojyo and Sanzo had draught beer, Hakkai and Areia had sake and Goku was looking forward to Grape Nehi.
The waitress started taking the food order.

“So, Miss Areia,” Hakkai said as he poured the sake, hers first of course, “You said you’ve been staying here for w daw days. That must mean you are not from around here. What brings you into this town?”

“There’s a rumor of a demon contingent heading toward this town. I’m sure -- as travelers-- you are aware of the change in Shangri-La. I guess you can think of me as a demon hunter.” She paused and scanned their faces. “Don’t worry, only the bad ones. My sources indicate that this contingent is huge. I don’t know if you noticed, but this city is round…almost a perfect circle. I have a feeling they plan on surrounding the town and invading it. I plan to stop them.”

“That explains the weaponry.” Sanzo didn’t look up from his beer.

“What are you? Some kind of champion of justice or something?” Gojyo snickered.

“No, just trying to protect the town, that’s all. I like this town and it plays an important role in desert commerce. It ist oft of the merchant road.”

“Do you really think you can protect the city by yourself?” Sanzo looked at her, trying to gage her reaction.

“I don’t know, I’m going to try. I’ve killed many a demon, but one can never be too sure. You wouldn’t happen to know any champions of justice that might be willing to help would you?” She locked eyes with Gojyo.

The waitress turned to take their order back to the kitchen. “You are aware that was just his order right? “ Sanzo looked at the waitress through the corner of his eye.

“No, I don’t know any champions of justice, but I do know a few guys that can hold their own in a battle”. Gojyo wondered if breaking her gaze might be taken as being weak. Damn it! He just wasn’t use to being the one pursued.

“Yeah, we can kick some serious demon-ass”. The ever optimistic and energetic Goku ,satisfied that food was on its way, could now focus on the conversation.

The waitress took the table’s order to the kitchen.

“I don’t know if we have the time to waste sitting here waiting for demons to attack.” Sanzo stated.

Goku whined, “Aww Sanzo…..we’ve not had any battle for weeks. I’m afraid I might be getting rusty. Anyways, the food here smells great and it would be shameful to let such talented chefs get killed.” Areia slipped one foot out of its shoe.

“Not to mention such a beautiful lady.” Gojyo noticed her demure smile at the compliment. *Yep, I’ve still got it,* he thought.

The waitress brought out everyone’s food and Goku’s first round.

Sanzo took a bite of food, it was good, “We might be able to spare a few days here.”

“Oh dear,” Hakkai sighed, after eyeing Goku’s appetizers. “We’re going to be at this table for a while,”

“That’s ok,” Areia smiled she touched her toe to Gojyo’s inner calf. She ran her foot up to his knee and down to his ankle. Gojyo played with is food, refusing to look up at her. He thought, *Must deal. Must… deal…must be more proactive. Or maybe she’s one of those “in control” vixens?*

The table conversation melted around him. His heartbeat got louder and louder, he wondered if anyone else could hear it.

He looked up at her and smiled. She winked and moved her foot to his inner thigh. *She knows exactly what she is doing to me. Damn, she’s good. What the hell was she in her last incarnation, a fucking Geisha?*

She slid her foot along the seam of his pants. He looked up at her. Above the table she acted like nothing was going on. She was on her third cup of sake and was heartily enjoying her meal and conversation. He had barely touched his food. Well, he thought, *if she can flirt so can I.* He scooted his chair closer to the table. Smiled, winked at her and started eating his egg roll.

She moved her foot to the crotch of his pants. He was already half way hard. *This is too easy, she thought, I can play him like a harp*

He felt a warming sensation focused at this manhood and it radiated down his leg. *What the fuck? *He thought. *Chi! God Damn it ! Chi! Fucking Chi! *She was using her Chi to seduce him. *Oh my god, sheno nno normal huntress, she had to have been Geisha.*

She touched her foot to his crotch and massaged his dick with a wave-like motion. Being sure to direct her chi deeper into his body, she thought, *Don’t worry Sir Gojyo, I won’t hurt you*. She focused her chi into a swirl pattern with its eye at the head of his now very hard dick. The chi focused on the head of his dick for a few minutes. Then, it swirled round and round and wrapped itself around his shaft and cupped itself over the head of his dick.

She then had it pulsate, gently at first.

Gojyo swallowed hard, his stomach muscles tightened. The colors of food on his plate began to blend together. His breath deepened. His eyes halfway closed. He gripped his beer.

She expertly manipulated her chi. She had it squeeze at the base, slide up, release and then squeeze again. A tendril of chi began to massage his balls.

He sank back into his chair.

With each cycle the squeezing got firmer and firmer, the waves came faster and faster.

He began to shift his hips, trying to meet the waves. He felt his orgasm build. An arm of the chi on his balls lapped at his asshole. *Oh my god! He thought, I’ve never felt a sensation like this.* The muscles in his feet began to tense, his orgasm was bubbling to its crescendo. The waves were going fast and furious now; the lapping was almost non stop. His breath now shallow, his eyes rolled up into his head and then…nothing. It all stopped.

The grip on his beer cracked the glass. With his head down, he looked up at her. She smiled. He mouthed one word --- please.


She smiled, almost wickedly, and the chi returned as if it had never left. His orgasm flooded back to him and slammed into his soul like a solid wall. Try as he might to be quiet--- a moan left his mouth as his jizism spilled into his pants.

Having been so involved in food and conversation the others hadn’t noticed his behavior, but the moan drew their attention to him and his broken glass. He was spent, slumped over his plate. His eyelids felt so heavy. The ends of his hair brushed the edge of his plate.

“Gojyo, what’s wrong?” Hakkai asked.

“Did your dish finally dry up?” Chuckled Goku between meat bun bites.

Sanzo eyed Gojyo as he hit Goku with the fan. Goku was too involved with his food to notice.

“Huh?” Gojyo sleepily replied. “oh, its nothing. I’m just suddenly very tired that’s all.”

He looked up at her. She finished her cup of sake and licked her lips.

“Well then, I’ll go and get our rooms, Areia if you will pardon me?.” Areia nodded and Hakkai got up from the table and looked at Gojyo. He knew the “F.F. look” when he saw it, but kept his thoughts to himself.

Hakkai was able to get separate rooms for them. Each room key was attached to 2”X3” rectangle of wood with the room number on it. Goku room 6. Hakkai room 5 , Sanzo room 4 , and Gojyo room 2. When Hakkai put Gojyo’s room key on the table he made sure it was oriented in such a way that Areia could read the number.

Areia paid the bill, “I did ask you to join me didn’t I?”

“Yes, but Miss Areia, it doesn’t seem right? With the way Goku eats…”His voice trailed off.

“She offered…let it go Hakkai”. Sanzo took his key , stood up and walked to his room.

Goku and Hakkai headed towards their respective rooms.

Gojyo regained the ability to focus his eyes. “What the fuck was that, you vixen?”

She scooted her chair next to him, she leaned to him and whispered in his ear. “That was just round one , dear Gojyo.” She kissed his cheek, and he turned his head. When their lips touched Gojyo swore he felt an electrical shock. He felt a numbness between his eyes that cascaded down his body. It was a good thing he was sitting down, he felt his legs get weak. She sent her chi into his lungs and gave a gentle boost to his energy. “After all, I’m not sure I can handle you at your full strength, I know what you are.”

Gojyo went to stand and felt a dry stickiness in his pants. “I need a bath.”

She grabbed his room key, “I know where it is, I’ll take you there.”


Hakkai knocked on Sanzo’s door. “Go away, I’m asleep” said the voice from inside the door.

Hakkai spoke up, “Sanzo, can I speak with you for a moment?”

“No.“ Sanzo said as he opened the door. “What is it?”

“Did you notice the aura from our dinner guest?”

“Yes, it was strange, not really demonic.”

“No, not really. She didn’t feel like a god either.”

“Well, she’s not a demon nor is she a god, so we have nothing to be concerned about.”

“Well, I guess you are right. Goodnight Sanzo.”

“Goodnight”

Hakkai left the room hoping Sanzo was right. Still there was something just not right about her. It wasn’t demon, it wasn’t god and it wasn’t human. It felt like a combination of all and of none. There was an emptiness.

He walked past Goku’s room and heard him snoring, and with that Hakkai went to his room to get some sleep.