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Nightmare
0 ReviewsGenjo Sanzo was anything but helpless when he was awake, but he had been completely defeated and captured by his nightmares.
Nightmare
He tossed and turned in bed, his sleep was anything but peaceful yet he didn't wake up. The memories were painful, perhaps too painful to turn away from them. Genjo Sanzo was anything but helpless when he was awake, but he had been completely defeated and captured by his nightmares. His were tightly closed, his expression revealed pain and guilt and the nightmare of that night when his master was killed before his eyes replayed in his unconscious mind. The man who had saved him and raised him, a father to him "I couldn't protect him..." a soft pained slumbering whisper.
The Merciful Goddess, being a goddess didn't exactly need sleep but she liked to take a little nap every now and then anyway. She slept when it was night time in Shangri La and her favorite nephew had already gone to sleep. That way she would make sure not to miss anything amusing. This time she woke up suddenly and a rather unpleasant feeling settled in. She got up and hastily threw her robe her pajamas while she slipped her feet into her soft and fluffy white bunny slippers. It was a useless action really, because her peach colored silk pajamas though short, covered her more than her usual clothes did but it was what a woman from the world bellow would do if she was to leaver her room in the middle of the night. This was Heaven and she was a goddess but the activity of sleeping was something required in the world below so she might as well do it like they did.
With a look of worry she hastily made her way to the lilly-pad pond like a mother who knows she simply has to go check on her baby. Reflected in the waters at her will there was a clear image of Genjo Sanzo, sleeping, having a nightmare. She could see it all very clearly despite the darkness of his room. "My poor little Konzen!"
Coincidentally Goku had woken up with a craving for a midnight snack. The need for food was irresistible, not that he tried to resist. He got up and made his way to the kitchen as quietly as he could and satisfied his stomach. After having a small snack consisting of everything edible thing he could find in the kitchen hat didn't require cooking, Goku tiptoed back to his room which happened to be next to Sanzo.
"I couldn't... I couldn't protect him" in the quiet of the night the chibi heard those whispered words filled with sadness. He gently opened the door and peeked into Sanzo's room. The soft moonlight came in by the window providing just enough light for Goku to see that Sanzo's bed was a mess of tangled up sheets, his pillow had been tossed off the bed and he kept moving around unable to obtain a peaceful slumber. None the less Sanzo was asleep and Goku thought hat he probably wouldn't want to be woken up.
The boy with the golden eyes quietly entered the room and picked up Sanzo's pillow. Careful not to wake the blond he lifted his head and placed it on the pillow. Sanzo suddenly turned facing the opposite direction. Goku was startle but calmed down when he realized that Sanzo had not woken up.
Quietly but quickly Goku returned to his room and retrieved a certain item from its hiding place under his bed. He then brought the soft brown item to Sanzo's room. By then Sanzo had turned again now facing the ceiling. Goku placed the brown toy on top of Sanzo and moved his arm to hug it. Satisfied with that, Goku observed him for a little while. He had to make sure the plushie was enough to keep all the bad dreams away so he would stay with Sanzo for a little longer even if he was sleepy.
In Sanzo's dream world the image of that tragic night stopped replaying. He was surrounded by a golden light and an insistent almost annoying yet caring voice wished him good dreams.
The Merciful Goddess smiled. "Sleep well my little ones."
When Sanzo woke up the fallowing morning he was not amused to find that he was hugging a monkey plushie, a very deformed handmade monkey plushie.
That fuzzy brown stuffed animal was something Goku had sacrificed his fingers to make, since he was not very skilled with a needle and thread. The boy had been very insistent in making a plushie when he discovered a piece of fuzzy brown fabric while visiting Hakkai and Gojyo. Hakkai said he didn't even remember purchasing it and Gojyo claimed he had never seen it before in his life so Goku claimed it as his own.
When the golden eyed chibi returned with plenty of colorful bandaids covering his fingers, he refused to say how it happened or what was in the bag. He had only said "It's a surprise, for later."
The look in Hakkai's eyes simply screamed 'I did everything I could to stop him.' While Gojyo had an amused grin on his face that didn't seem to be going anywhere any time soon.
Now Sanzo finally made the connection. Surely Hakkai was more skilled than this in sewing and Gojyo wouldn't even try. The strange looking monkey had to be made by the monkey. He then noticed that there was a card attached to the end of the golden colored ribbon that was tied around the strange creature's neck. In truth it hardly looked like a monkey, but it was brown with a long tail so Sanzo assumed it was meant to be a monkey.
"Happy /anyverseary/" he paused "Monkeys can't spell." The date written on the card was still a few days away. Goku was probably hiding the gift until then but for some reason gave it to him early, but why?
As Sanzo got up he nearly tripped over the sleeping monkey on the floor next to his bed. Why was he there? Puzzled, he picked up the boy and placed him on the bed, he was already getting up anyway.
"Sanzo..." Goku was still half asleep, his golden eye only half open. "Did your nightmare go away? I wanted to give you an anniversary gift but I thought you needed it early."
He could have hit him on the head with his paper fan for that, but he didn't. "A monkey to remind me of another monkey?"
Goku smiled and drifted off to sleep, this time he didn't mind being called a monkey.
End
Another sleeping Sanzo for Arysin.
He tossed and turned in bed, his sleep was anything but peaceful yet he didn't wake up. The memories were painful, perhaps too painful to turn away from them. Genjo Sanzo was anything but helpless when he was awake, but he had been completely defeated and captured by his nightmares. His were tightly closed, his expression revealed pain and guilt and the nightmare of that night when his master was killed before his eyes replayed in his unconscious mind. The man who had saved him and raised him, a father to him "I couldn't protect him..." a soft pained slumbering whisper.
The Merciful Goddess, being a goddess didn't exactly need sleep but she liked to take a little nap every now and then anyway. She slept when it was night time in Shangri La and her favorite nephew had already gone to sleep. That way she would make sure not to miss anything amusing. This time she woke up suddenly and a rather unpleasant feeling settled in. She got up and hastily threw her robe her pajamas while she slipped her feet into her soft and fluffy white bunny slippers. It was a useless action really, because her peach colored silk pajamas though short, covered her more than her usual clothes did but it was what a woman from the world bellow would do if she was to leaver her room in the middle of the night. This was Heaven and she was a goddess but the activity of sleeping was something required in the world below so she might as well do it like they did.
With a look of worry she hastily made her way to the lilly-pad pond like a mother who knows she simply has to go check on her baby. Reflected in the waters at her will there was a clear image of Genjo Sanzo, sleeping, having a nightmare. She could see it all very clearly despite the darkness of his room. "My poor little Konzen!"
Coincidentally Goku had woken up with a craving for a midnight snack. The need for food was irresistible, not that he tried to resist. He got up and made his way to the kitchen as quietly as he could and satisfied his stomach. After having a small snack consisting of everything edible thing he could find in the kitchen hat didn't require cooking, Goku tiptoed back to his room which happened to be next to Sanzo.
"I couldn't... I couldn't protect him" in the quiet of the night the chibi heard those whispered words filled with sadness. He gently opened the door and peeked into Sanzo's room. The soft moonlight came in by the window providing just enough light for Goku to see that Sanzo's bed was a mess of tangled up sheets, his pillow had been tossed off the bed and he kept moving around unable to obtain a peaceful slumber. None the less Sanzo was asleep and Goku thought hat he probably wouldn't want to be woken up.
The boy with the golden eyes quietly entered the room and picked up Sanzo's pillow. Careful not to wake the blond he lifted his head and placed it on the pillow. Sanzo suddenly turned facing the opposite direction. Goku was startle but calmed down when he realized that Sanzo had not woken up.
Quietly but quickly Goku returned to his room and retrieved a certain item from its hiding place under his bed. He then brought the soft brown item to Sanzo's room. By then Sanzo had turned again now facing the ceiling. Goku placed the brown toy on top of Sanzo and moved his arm to hug it. Satisfied with that, Goku observed him for a little while. He had to make sure the plushie was enough to keep all the bad dreams away so he would stay with Sanzo for a little longer even if he was sleepy.
In Sanzo's dream world the image of that tragic night stopped replaying. He was surrounded by a golden light and an insistent almost annoying yet caring voice wished him good dreams.
The Merciful Goddess smiled. "Sleep well my little ones."
When Sanzo woke up the fallowing morning he was not amused to find that he was hugging a monkey plushie, a very deformed handmade monkey plushie.
That fuzzy brown stuffed animal was something Goku had sacrificed his fingers to make, since he was not very skilled with a needle and thread. The boy had been very insistent in making a plushie when he discovered a piece of fuzzy brown fabric while visiting Hakkai and Gojyo. Hakkai said he didn't even remember purchasing it and Gojyo claimed he had never seen it before in his life so Goku claimed it as his own.
When the golden eyed chibi returned with plenty of colorful bandaids covering his fingers, he refused to say how it happened or what was in the bag. He had only said "It's a surprise, for later."
The look in Hakkai's eyes simply screamed 'I did everything I could to stop him.' While Gojyo had an amused grin on his face that didn't seem to be going anywhere any time soon.
Now Sanzo finally made the connection. Surely Hakkai was more skilled than this in sewing and Gojyo wouldn't even try. The strange looking monkey had to be made by the monkey. He then noticed that there was a card attached to the end of the golden colored ribbon that was tied around the strange creature's neck. In truth it hardly looked like a monkey, but it was brown with a long tail so Sanzo assumed it was meant to be a monkey.
"Happy /anyverseary/" he paused "Monkeys can't spell." The date written on the card was still a few days away. Goku was probably hiding the gift until then but for some reason gave it to him early, but why?
As Sanzo got up he nearly tripped over the sleeping monkey on the floor next to his bed. Why was he there? Puzzled, he picked up the boy and placed him on the bed, he was already getting up anyway.
"Sanzo..." Goku was still half asleep, his golden eye only half open. "Did your nightmare go away? I wanted to give you an anniversary gift but I thought you needed it early."
He could have hit him on the head with his paper fan for that, but he didn't. "A monkey to remind me of another monkey?"
Goku smiled and drifted off to sleep, this time he didn't mind being called a monkey.
End
Another sleeping Sanzo for Arysin.
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