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Part One
Savi often looked back on that day a lot over the past twelve years, and yet, he still couldn't make heads or tails of his strange meeting with the golden-eyed boy who'd saved him and made him feel safe. He'd never felt quite like that again. He knew though, that he wanted to meet him again.
The boy had alluded that they would, when he was older, but Savi was getting irritated with the wait. Though, he wouldn't stop looking for him, Savi knew that he was already too entranced.
::Flashback::
Savi had been stumbling forward, making his way down the street to where that worthless bastard undoubtedly was hiding out… or drinking like a fish over what he'd done to him, the fucking coward.
Almost tripping over his feet, Savi had found himself leaning against the building as he panted for every pained filled breath. Pressing a shaking hand against his chest, Savi looked down at a blood-soaked make-shift bandage across the right side of his chest.
He knew that he was dying, since that that shitty, rat-bastard had nicked something he shouldn't have and now he was bleeding out, but Savi didn't give a fuck.
He had a goal, before he drew his last damn breath… he was going to kill that deadbeat cock-sucker of a foster father! Which reminded Savi of the loaded gun in his jean's pocket.
Reaching down to feel the handle, Savi almost smiled as he fantasized about blowing that fucker's head off. It was an intensely satisfying thought after everything that shithead had put him through in the last year since he'd been forced to live with him.
Savi shook those dark memories from his mind as he restarted hobbling forward, using his obstinate, iron-will to force each agonizing step into the direction he wanted, needed, to go.
Unfortunately, or fortunately as it would later prove to be, fate had other plans for Savi… as he was bowled over by someone who was walking in the opposite direction as he, and not fucking paying attention!
“Fuck!” Savi cried out, as he started to fall to the ground. 'No! If I fall, I might not be able to get the hell up and go after him!' Savi thought to himself, panicked.
Thankfully, two well muscled, lean arms encircled him before he could hit the pavement.
Shaking in relief, and in pain, Savi had opened his eyes and looked up to shoot a vicious glare at the one who'd almost knocked him over… but when he'd met those liquid golden eyes, Savi had felt an odd sensation of nostalgia and vertigo that didn't involve his stab wound pass over him.
The older kid, for he couldn't be much older than Savi's own twelve years, maybe sixteen, looked like he was seeing a ghost as he gazed down at Savi with rapt, stunned-filled eyes.
“S-Sanzo?” He'd whispered in disbelieving wonder, almost as if he couldn't believe what his eyes were telling him, but he also seemed to want to so badly that it looked like it hurt.
Savi had lost his glare by then, for reasons he could never name, and had instead just looked up into tear-filled golden eyes, and said, almost apologetically.
“No, my name's Savi.”
His voice seemed to snap the teen out of his shock as he gave Savi's small, bloody form a once over. He didn't look too happy with what he saw, in fact Savi could've sworn he saw dread pass over that expressive, attractive face.
“Oh, gods, your hurt bad. Here, let me… let me carry ya to my place an' I'll heal ya right up.” The strange boy had said, panic clear in his voice as he'd gently lifted Savi into his arms and started running.
Savi had been so shocked by this sudden change in circumstances that he hadn't thought to protest this action until it was too late and the older boy was already dashing off with him to… somewhere.
In mere minutes, Savi was inside an apartment building, inside the teen's home and being placed on a small, but comfortable bed as the older boy just ripped open his shirt to take a look at the wound. Savi didn't have to look at that sudden gray-tinged face to know just how bad it was.
“Don't bother, I'm going to die… I already knew that. But now it fucking looks like I'm not going to bring that ugly fucker with me… thanks to you, you stupid… monkey!” Savi had angrily snapped out.
The older kid had looked like someone had hit him over the head with a shovel, as he'd gazed down at Savi with yet another bewildered stare.
“W-what? What are ya talkin' 'bout, San- Savi?” He'd asked, worry and puzzlement spreading over his features.
To this day, Savi didn't know why he'd answered that kid honestly… there was just something about those earnest…, oddly familiar golden eyes that had made him open his mouth and say, truthfully.
“I wanna kill my foster father. He's the one who did this to me and I wanted to pay his useless ass back before I died. Now that you've brought me here, I won't be able to! I should fucking kill you for taking my revenge from me… but I'm too tired.”
Savi hadn't known how the cheerful looking teenager would react to his statement, but he remembered feeling very nervous… almost as if he didn't want to scare the monkey away from him.
The last thing he'd ever expected to see was those golden-eyes gaining an understanding, almost amused look briefly before another, darker, look had replaced it as the teen had said, wryly.
“Yep, that sounds like you. But ya ain't gonna die, Sa- Savi. I won't let ya. But how 'bout this, I'll take care of the ass-wipe that did this to ya while you get better? What d'ya say?”
Savi had been shocked at this offer, and hadn't known how to answer as he'd gawked up at the boy in stunned amazement. Had this kid really just offered to kill someone for him? Why…, what the fuck?! Had pretty much been going through Savi's mind repeatedly, until his critical situation had caught up with him.
“Are you an idiot?! I'm dying because I've lost too much fucking blood, so you can't do anything about that. And don't just fucking offer to kill someone for someone you don't know! That's insane… and really stupid. Moron!” Savi had yelled at him.
The kid had just shrugged without saying anything more and placed his hands on Savi's chest, which should've made him flinch at the contact since he really didn't like people touching him… but for some reason this teen's touch had made him felt safe, and Savi had been enveloped in a soothing warmth that had made him want to just close his eyes and sleep.
Indeed, he'd almost fallen asleep when the warm, soothing feeling had abruptly faded, as had those calloused, heated hands.
Eyes springing open in surprise, Savi had almost commented that he didn't say for him to stop touching him, when he'd realized that the dull, stabbing pain he'd been feeling for the last while had abruptly disappeared from his chest.
“Wha-” Savi had said, before reaching down and touching his chest. When he'd felt a scar over the fresh wound, he'd looked down with disbelieving eyes at his healed wound.
Looking up, Savi had gazed at the older teen with shocked violet eyes before he'd demanded to know.
“How the hell did you do that?!”
A happy, pleased smile had lit up his face as the golden-eyed boy had answered, sounding proud of himself.
“I learned it. A long, long time ago from a friend. It's cool, right?”
Savi had just watched him for a minute, but than he'd just shrugged his shoulders and let the mystery go… Savi knew that there were a lot of unexplainable things in the world. This was just one of them. And he had no real interest in solving them unless they got in his way…, and this hadn't so…
Though he did want to know one thing, just one inconsequential thing that had been bugging him since he'd looked into those uncommon golden eyes.
“What's your name, monkey?” Savi had asked, finding himself holding his breath in anticipation.
The teen opened his mouth to answer… before he'd promptly stopped. He'd taken a long, good look down at Savi thoughtfully, before he'd answered introspectively.
“I'm not gonna tell ya, even if I really, really, badly want ya to know. I don't think you're ready to really know me yet… you're too young.”
Savi hadn't taken this way. He'd bolted up and grabbed the monkey's long hair, pulling his hand-full harshly, as he'd bitten out angrily.
“Don't be cryptic, monkey! It doesn't fucking work for you. You're going to tell me your shitty name or I'm will shoot pieces of you until you don't got a choice!”
Instead of getting pissed, or scared, as Savi had half-expected, the kid had instead just laughed. It hadn't been a mocking, derisive laugh either…, it'd been a sincerely joyful one. Startled, Savi had accidentally released the long, spiky, surprisingly soft hair and would've fallen back on the bed, since it had been his grip on said hair that had been keeping him up, when he'd felt the golden-eyed boy's strong arms surround him again.
“I'm real relieved that you're still you, Sanzo. I was kinda scared that ya wouldn't be, so I'm happy that ya still have your temper. And, I've missed ya so, so much an' I really don't wanna let ya go… but I know I hafta 'til ya are old enough to handle everythin' that's might happen with us meetin' up again. Things always go crazy whenever we're together…, so I'm gonna wait 'til ya can take care of yourself when I'm not with ya. Cuz I can't be… I learned a long time ago, sometimes ya can't always be there for the ones ya love… an' that ya just gotta believe in 'em an' that they're strong enough without ya.” The boy had said, sadly but with a hopeful undertone in his voice.
Savi hadn't completely understood much of what the boy had been saying, but for some reason when he'd heard those words, a proud, warm feeling had filled his chest and he'd raised a hand to thread his fingers through that spiky, brown hair.
They'd just sat like that, with the golden-eyed teen holding him and Savi running his fingers soothingly through his hair, until Savi had yawned as exhaustion had taken hold of him without him realizing it.
“I guess it's time for ya to sleep, huh? 'Night, Savi. I'll take care of everythin' for ya, so just sleep.” The teen had whispered in Savi's hair as he'd carefully pressed Savi back into the bed and covered him with the thick blanket.
Savi had just blearily looked up at him for as long as he had been able to, mesmerized by his odd, but beautiful golden gaze. That was the last sight Savi had seen of the boy… though he could have sworn that sometime that night, before he'd woken up, he'd felt a warm, lean body lay next to him for awhile and he'd heard a voice whisper a name.
Even though he could have been dreaming, Savi had never forgotten that treasured name, he'd held it close to him, though he often tried to shrug off the reason for that to himself.
Someday, Savi knew, he would meet that nostalgic, unusual golden-eyed kid again… and when he did, first, he'd thank him for taking care of that bastard for him, than he'd whack him a good one for just leaving him there.
::Flashback Ended::