“We did it!” Goku jumped at the man, grinning bright as the sun. “Hakkai! You’re okay! You won!”
“I did?” Hakkai said, disbelieving, holding onto the kid by sheer surprised reflex. “I… did.” He glanced at Gojyo, slitted green eyes oddly innocent. “He’s gone? No, not gone, oh gods-“
“He is not your problem anymore,” Sanzo said fiercely, if a little breathlessly. “That guy Gonou took over came in here to take all of you away and turn you over to guys who’d love to apprentice with Ni, and you are not going to feel guilty about anything that happens to him, Hakkai.”
Damn, Gojyo thought. Is Sanzo shaking?
“I won,” Hakkai said, still stunned. “We won… but I….”
Even catching that sudden shift of scent, it still tore at Gojyo’s heart to see Hakkai curl into Sanzo and whimper.
“Shh,” the blond murmured; allowing the touch, sitting down on the table himself to let Hakkai nuzzle his neck, fangs closing gingerly on a frailer human jaw. “He’s gone, and it hurts – and part of you is angry, and part just wants to die…. We’re here, Hakkai. We’re not leaving.” An armored hand combed through long brown hair, bare fingertips tracing comfort over nape and scalp. “Shh….”
Hakkai tries so hard to act human, Gojyo thought, heartsick; crowding in with Goku so the healer could catch a good whiff of them all. He’s really not going to like it, that these guys saw him… not. Damn.
“Um.” Colonel O’Neill, and couldn’t the man take a hint and go away? “Dr. Genjyo. Those are… really big teeth, there.”
In English, at least. So Hakkai probably wouldn’t rip his throat out.
“He’s youkai,” Sanzo said levelly, in the same language. “I’m his clan leader. I’m as safe as you would be with any of your people. Probably safer.” All the same, he dislodged Hakkai’s teeth-
And carefully, firmly, bit down on the side of the healer’s throat.
Don’t know what freaks me out more, Gojyo thought. That Sanzo has to do that – or that he doesn’t care.