Title: Red Circles
Pairing: Hakkai, Gojyo
Rating: PG
Prompt: Blood
Author's Notes: written for
the Saiyuki drabble challenge at IJ. I was trying for something a little
different. :)
There were bloodstains on the carpet.
Frozen in the doorway, Hakkai let his shopping bags drop with a crash.
He’d only been gone fifteen minutes.
Where was Gojyo? What had
happened?
A scraping sound rose, from the
direction of the kitchen. Heart pounding, Hakkai stepped over the dark red
circles seeping through the carpet to the boards below. He slammed the kitchen
door open, body tense and at the ready.
“Jesus, you almost gave me a heart
attack!” Gojyo swore, turning. In his hand he held a broken bottle, its jagged
edges lined with red.
The label read: Tomato Sauce.
Title: Brighter
Pairing: Konzen & Goku
Rating: G
Prompt: Sun
Author's Notes: A second
drabble will be posted later today. For now, you get the sappy one. :)
“Can you be this boy’s sun, Konzen?”Konzen didn’t know. He wasn’t even
sure if he wanted to be. The child had been thrust upon him, no questions asked,
no options given. The moment Goku had clutched his hair and yanked at it, Konzen
realised just what he - and all of Heaven - was in for.
He didn’t know if he could be the sun
Goku so desperately needed. But he did know that from his own viewpoint, his
rooms seemed a little bit brighter whenever Goku was there, turning one of his
large, beaming smiles up at him.
Title: Glint
Pairing: Hakkai & Sanzo
Rating: PG
Prompt: Sun
Author's Notes: This was 150
words, and a nightmare to cut down. I'm tempted to expand it a bit, because I
had to cut a couple of decent images. D: Thank you to Akuni for using her zanpakuto on this drabble. *g*
They were unprepared for the sheer
number. Goku yelled, shocked rather than
excited as youkai bandits leaped from every inch of the surrounding forest. Gojyo
cursed; Sanzo cocked his Smith & Wesson - then both men charged.
An hour of chaos passed. Hakkai clutched his bleeding side,
stumbling aimlessly. With almost no chi left, he prepared for the final blow as
a sharp-clawed silhouette appeared on the road before him.
Something flashed in his peripheral
vision; a bang ripped the air.The youkai hit the ground, dead. Hakkai’d never seen a sight so
beautiful as sunlight glinting off Sanzo’s gun.
Title: Hunger
Pairing: Sanzo/Goku
Rating: PG
Prompt: Moon
Author's Notes: Warnings for a
bit of 39 shippiness. :) Many thanks to Akuni for checking it over!
The moon shone fat and low in the
sky, just above the forest treetops. Goku licked his lips, staring at the
yellow-white orb from his seat beside the dwindling campfire they had built
earlier. The moon looked like a giant ball of cheese. He hummed wistfully, his
stomach grumbling.
“Oy,” a voice said quietly, close to
his ear. An elbow connected gently with his ribs, and as he turned Sanzo took
hold of his chin between his thumb and forefinger, tilting Goku’s face up for a
deep, hungry kiss.
The moon was momentarily forgotten,
and Goku’s stomach rumbled no more.
Title: Full
Moon
Characters: Goku, Gojyo, Sanzo
Rating: PG
Prompt: Moon
Author's Notes: warning for a mild curse word. I thought I'd try a slight variation on the
'moon' theme. *g*
The restaurant was almost empty by the time Goku finished eating. Gojyo was
draped across the seat opposite, another beer in hand, cheeks red to match his
hair.
“Oy, Gojyo?”
“What is it, monkey?” Gojyo hiccupped.
“I’ve got a dare for you,” grinned Goku.
Gojyo raised one red eyebrow. “Oh?”
* * *
Sanzo woke to a squeaking noise and a snort of familiar laughter. Opening his
eyes, he glanced towards the small bungalow room window.
There, squashed against the glass, was a bum.
“You bastards, what the hell are you playing at?!” he yelled, and a gunshot
rang out in the night.
Title: Old
Hand
Characters: Sanzo & Gojyo
Rating: G
Prompt: Aging
A/N: Many
thanks to Akuni for the title. *g*
“You stinking monk, you cheated!” Gojyo points an accusing finger at Sanzo.
Sanzo sets his Royal Flush on the table. “I did not, you stupid kappa - I won
fair and sq-” He stops as Gojyo reaches over the table and plucks a card from
Sanzo’s robe sleeve.
“Aha! That’s it, I’ve had enough of this.” Gojyo fumes. “You, me, outside now
to settle this!”
They rise on shaky legs. Sanzo upsets his mug of cocoa.
“Now, now, Gojyo-san, Sanzo-san,” says the orderly, hurrying into the day room
of the retirement home. “You know arguing isn’t good for your health.”
Title: Walk
No More
Pairing: Sanzo/Goku
Rating: A
(for angst)
Prompt: Aging
A/N: Tears
may or may not have been shed during and after the writing of this little
drabble, heh. *sap* Much gratitude to Akuni for helping me tighten and chop this
down to size. <3 The drabble features a lovely, heart-breaking drawble by the
very talented Xpyne, linked to below. The image is worksafe.
After Gyumaoh, all that was left was to wander. None of them ever thought
things would change once the mission was complete.
Least of all Goku, who’d aged so slowly before. Once Sanzo’s light had led
him off the mountain, he’d settled into a normal timeframe.
Then the clocks sped up, and up, too much.
While Sanzo watched with silent anguish, Goku’s skin faded and wrinkled, his
hair turned from rich brown to ash grey.
He let Goku follow him, still, until Goku’s legs could walk no more.
Then, Sanzo decided it was time to stand still for a while.
Title: Gun
vs Fan
Characters: Sanzo, Gojyo
Rating: G
Prompt: Weapon
A/N: Something silly. I always imagine Sanzo getting more satisfaction out of the
harisen than the Smith and Wesson. *g*
Not many things come close to the kick of a Smith and Wesson, especially when
aimed at blood-thirsty youkai. That beat before an opponent strikes, the
knife-edge moment when your life and theirs hang in the balance - bang!
Sanzo’s gun had saved him more times than he could count. So used to firing
it, it was like a part of him. He got a thrill when lifting it, and an outright
buzz when pulling the trigger.
But nothing was as satisfying as the whack of his harisen, coming down
on the back of Gojyo’s head. Not even his gun.
Title: Kitten
Pairing: Sanzo/Goku
Rating: PG
Prompt: Bad
Habits
A/N: Well,
I figure this is a slightly more obscure bad habit, at least in Sanzo's eyes.
This drabble features a really adorable drawble by the amazing Keiran. Best to
look at it after you've read.
Sanzo heard the squelch and cringed, gingerly lifting his foot. He didn’t
need to look to know what he’d trod in. “Not again… Goku!”
“Welcome home, Sanzo,” said Goku cheerfully, entering the front hall from the
sitting room.
Sanzo scowled. “You’ve been at it again.”
Goku blinked. “Um, I haven’t-”
“Don’t try to deny it.” Sanzo pointed down at Goku’s legs, just as a small
furry lump appeared behind him. “I thought I told you, no more strays.” He
brandished his harisen warningly.
The kitten leapt forward, digging its claws into Sanzo’s leg, mewling
happily.
Closing his eyes, Sanzo sighed. [drawble,
post-drabble.]
Title: A
Helping Hand to Freedom
Pairing: Gojyo/Goku
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: Survival
A/N: A
prompt from Akuni. I doubt she thought I'd go for the, ahem, slightly dodgier
route. *g*
“You’ve gotta be kidding me!” Wide-eyed, Gojyo glanced at Goku, then
back at the youkai witch. “Fuck!”
"Precisely.” The hag cackled gleefully. “That's all it’ll take to free
yourselves. I want to see how far you boys’ll go to survive.” She licked her
lips salaciously. “Times a-ticking. The vines will start to break your skin any
second.”
“Uh, Gojyo…” Goku's face flushed red, matching Gojyo’s hair. “I guess we’d
better… um.” He slowly unzipped his fly.
Fucking weird-ass youkai and their
messed-up tricks. “This’d better work,” Gojyo grated out. As the vines trapping
them tightened, he reached towards Goku’s lap.
Title: Reassurance
Pairing: Hakkai & Goku
Rating: G
Prompt: Hot
A/N: This
pairing isn't done enough. Though saying that, the drabble can be read as gen or
a tiny bit shippy - depends how you look at it. :)
The crowd pressed in, moving in a collective tide. Goku liked people okay,
but he rarely felt this smothered. The heat was unbearable; he pushed out,
trying to clear some space around himself, but to no avail.
One thing he disliked more than Sanzo’s anger, or Gojyo eating the last
Senbei, was a youkai-hungry rabble.
The town was ablaze with violence, people were being trampled, and Goku could
do nothing about it.
Suddenly, a hand grabbed his wrist, then slipped down, fingers weaving with
his own.
Goku looked up; Hakkai smiled down sympathetically, and Goku found he could
breathe again.
Title: Shave
Pairing: Hakkai/Gojyo
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: Silk
A/N: based
on a prompt from s0hmam0miji on LJ.
“Fucking hell, man. Only you. Nobody else.” Gojyo shifts awkwardly in the tub, water sloshing around his
naked hips.
“I know,” says Hakkai, setting the razor down. “We should moisturise you.”
“What? You didn’t say anything about-”
“Calm down.” Hakkai rubs Gojyo’s shoulder quickly. “It’s so they don’t get
sore.”
“Shit, this is lame.” Gojyo scowls.
Picking up the moisturiser, Hakkai dips his fingers into the pot and smoothes
them up Gojyo’s legs, starting from the ankles. By the time he gets to
mid-thigh, Gojyo’s half hard.
“They’re like silk,” breathes Hakkai.
“Just shut up and touch me,” says Gojyo.
Title: Naughty
Pairing: Hakkai/Sanzo
Rating: PG
Prompt: Skirt
A/N: This
was for Yami Jay's prompt. Of course, with a prompt like 'skirt' how else could
it go? :)
“… the fucking idiot had the balls to
laugh at me. Heh, he wasn’t laughing so loud when I shot him in the foot.
Fucking amateur.” Sanzo drew hard on his cigarette butt, then stubbed it out on
the windowsill. “What?” he added, staring at Hakkai.
Hakkai frowned, arms folded. “What’s that?” He nodded at Sanzo’s thighs.
“What?” Sanzo repeated, looking down. “Oh, shit.”
“They’re not easy to wash,” said Hakkai, tone quiet, bordering on dangerous.
“The pleats trap the dirt in. I thought I told you, Sanzo.”
Sanzo scowled, glaring down at his ruined short skirt. “Kougaiji started it.”
Title: Seems Familiar
Pairing: Hakkai/Gojyo
Rating: PG
Prompt: Bleeding in the rain
A/N: This
was written for Em's prompt, which would just have to be angsty, though
hopefully with a hopeful edge to it.
Hakkai started to understand what Gojyo must’ve felt, that night he’d found him,
bloody, despairing, dying on the ground.
Only, Gojyo’s eyes didn’t say ‘finish me’. They were fierce. He still had fight
in him; it was his body that wouldn’t work. The mud beneath him was wet,
reddish-brown from his blood, trickling towards Hakkai’s shoes.
Hakkai wrapped his hands around Gojyo’s arms, hoisted him up, ice-cold rain
beating down on the back of his neck as he struggled.
“Shit, we’ve been here before.” Gojyo’s voice cracked with humour, pain. “Gonna
take me to your bed?”
“Yes,” smiled Hakkai.
Title: The
Dreaming
Pairing: Hakkai & Jeep/Tenpou & Goujun
Rating: R
Prompt: Reincarnation
A/N: Regardless of how the end might read, this is not bestiality. Written for Baka
Gaijin on LJ, who prompted me.
The dreams grew in frequency. With
the Ikkou under extreme conditions, Hakkai wasn’t surprised his restful moments
were becoming influenced.
It began: driving down endless dirt roads, alone in Hakuryuu who rumbled beneath
him. So suddenly the landscape shifted; a swirling, disorientating mass of
colours, sounds, scents.
Then came the rush of chilled blue, like hitting the ocean’s surface. The
sensation of claws tracing his abdomen, muscular scaled arms holding him
vice-like, a rough, tortuous tongue smoothing lines of pleasure-pain up the
underside of his cock.
Hakkai always woke wet and panting.
The first face he always saw, was Hakuryuu's.
Title: Jealousy
Pairing: Goujun/Tenpou
Rating: PG
Prompt: Who
is the kid?
A/N: Written for Tiqua. This took ages to work, but I'm happy with the result.
And I also suck at titles. >.>
The boy peered up at Tenpou, eyes pale, features sharp and handsome. He was
partially hidden behind the taller, regal dragon.
“Commander Goujun.” Tenpou bowed to the elder first, then the child. The
resemblance was uncanny. “And young master.” He forced a smile.
“Run along, Ti-Lung,” Goujun instructed, staring instead at Tenpou with
unreadable eyes.
The boy nodded solemnly and left. Tenpou’s smile never faltered. “He’s a
nice-looking boy, your son.”
Pressing himself hard against Tenpou, Goujun growled, “Jealous, Marshall?”
The thump of Tenpou’s heart surely gave him away.
Goujun’s mouth curled slightly. “I’m pleased you could meet my nephew.”
Title: Guan
Li
Characters: Gojyo, Goku (Sanzo & Hakkai)
Rating: PG
Prompt: Coming of Age
A/N: Written for Kelly Zat. This turned out rather different from what I
originally planned. I had something smutty in my head, but then I looked up
traditional Chinese coming of age ceremonies and saw this thing about Guan Li, and ran with that.
:)
“Why do I have to do this Guan Li
thing, anyway?”
“Stop complaining, monkey. You’re lucky - none of us ever got the chance.” Gojyo
flipped his lighter lid irritatingly.
“Quit that,” Sanzo told him, then addressed Goku. “The kappa’s living what he
missed out on through you, is all.”
“Fuck off, baldy.” Gojyo grabbed Goku in a firm headlock. “It’s his coming of
age! An important time in a man’s life.”
“So what style name will you give him, Gojyo?” asked Hakkai curiously.
“Heh, I’ll tell you what… baka saru, of course!”
Scowling, Goku punched Gojyo in the mouth.
Title: Dawning
Pairing: Sanzo/Goku
Rating: PG
Prompt: Pregnancy
A/N: Written for Orvida, who asked for a drabble in which Goku gets pregnant. This
was tricky in so few words!
It first struck Sanzo as peculiar when Goku asked for pickled ginger and
chocolate noodles.
Though, judging by some of the crap Goku shovelled into his mouth, Sanzo decided
to forget it.
“You’re getting fat,” Sanzo announced four weeks later. No joke, either - Goku
had filled out in certain … areas.
When the sickness began, enough was enough. Sanzo marched Goku to Hakkai’s
place.
“Fix whatever’s wrong with him,” he said, as Hakkai greeted them. “He’s driving
me insane.”
Many examinations and a tentative “Congratulations?” from Hakkai later, and
Sanzo was convinced the fates had it in for him.
Title: The
Mission
Pairing: Sanzo/Goku
Rating: PG
Prompt: I
can't let go no matter how much I know I should.
A/N: Written for Rrose Lavy, who gave me a very angsty prompt. :)
Signing documents for the Sanbutsushin was beyond tedious. Sanzo scanned
them, bored to death, until one letter caught his eye - not what it said, but
the name addressed partway through.
He re-read it slowly.
Suddenly, his blood ran cold.
* * *
“I’ll try to be really quick.” Goku hitched up his satchel, staring at Sanzo
unhappily. “Why’re they sending me? I wasn’t even allowed in the temple to ask
them directly.”
Sanzo shrugged.
“Will it be dangerous?” Goku’s voice was small.
Yes, Sanzo couldn’t say. Instead, he drew Goku to him, even though he
knew it was time to let go.
Title: She
Watches All
Pairing: Sanzo/Goku
Rating: PG
Prompt: Dama de Noche
A/N: For
Gen50. I loved the legend of the Dama de Noche, so I had to include it in
here.
Goku sniffed the yellow star-shaped
flowers growing outside the windowsill. “What’re these ones?”
“Dama de Noche.” Sanzo shuffled his paperwork.
“They smell nice.”
“They’re depressing.” At Goku’s frown, Sanzo sighed. “Legend has it a maharlika
was unhappy with his wife. The wife prayed that her husband would love her
again, so the Gods turned her into a flower. The maharlika became obsessed with
the scent.”
Goku approached, leaning in for a kiss. Clutching Sanzo’s hand, Goku pulled him
up, drawing him to their bedroom.
“What’re you doing?” demanded Sanzo.
“I just don’t want her watchin’ this,” said Goku, kissing him again.
Title: Wicked Fate
Pairing: Kougaiji & Dokugakuji
Rating: G
Prompt: Bunny suit
A/N: Written for Violet. I'm sure everyone remembers the omake in which the
Kougaiji-tachi were getting new clothes, but Nii Jienyi ordered them bunny suits
instead? Yeah, my silly brain decided Kou couldn't quite part with his...
“Yo, Kou, I was just-” Dokugakuji
froze in the doorway, face blanching. He opened his mouth, blinked. “I’ll just…
uh. Go.” Then he fled.
“Doku!” Kougaiji called weakly, his heart and libido simultaneously plummeting.
Damnit! He always closed his door, always locked it - he’d never been disturbed
before now.
Wicked fate dictated the night he was careless was the night his best friend
sought him out.
Kougaiji glanced down at himself - at the tight black corset, satin knickers,
fishnet tights and patent leather stilettos.
Dismally, he tore the bunny-eared hair band from his head, cursing Ni Jienyi to
hell.
Title: This
is how it's meant to be
Pairing: Sanzo/Goku
Rating: PG
Prompt: Serenity
A/N: Written for Eyesofshinigami. This one's a little bittersweet. :)
A road paved with corpses,
blood-thirst at every bend, Gyumaoh’s eyes shining red like rubies scraped from
the depths of hell. Waking from night-terrors wrapped in sweat-damp sheets was a
common occurrence for Goku.
Daytime at Keiun was easier, drinking sweet wine beneath the dogwood trees
outside Sanzo’s office. There was a quiet serenity about Sanzo now, evident in
the relaxed set of his shoulders, the smooth rumble of his voice.
Every night, the horrors returned, irrevocably imprinted on Goku’s unconscious.
But waking, Goku always felt the firm press of Sanzo’s hand on his hip,
reminding him he wasn’t alone.
Title: Moving Against the Coming Night
Pairing: Sanzo/Goku
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: Sleepless summer night
A/N: Akuni
dared me to do a full-on porn drabble. Haha, bless her. <3
Damp sheets spill to the floor,
discarded as a strong hand clutches the sinew of a hipbone.
Goku moans, staring up at Sanzo unblinkingly, rolling with the tide of Sanzo’s
thrusts, a deep, searing fuck like he wants to completely crawl inside him. Goku aches to consume Sanzo, clenching his inner muscles rhythmically around
Sanzo’s solid length.
A distant bell chimes the midnight hour and hot beads of come dash Goku’s
stomach, mixing with the droplets of sweat falling from Sanzo above. As he
comes, he whispers “Sanzo…” like a mantra.
When Sanzo comes, all that he chants is “Goku…”
Title: Follow Her Home
Pairing: Dokugakuji/Yaone
Rating: PG
Prompt: What time doesn't heal, she does
A/N: Written for Red Brunja. Ahh, this one wanted to be longer! I hope the meaning still translates; I liked exploring the angstier side of Doku. :)
Once a year he climbs a mountain to drink so hard he can't see, can't think, can't feel, blotting memories until he can barely remember her; his mother, what he’d done.
Yaone finds him by chance, while searching for one of Kou's wayward dragons. Her curvaceous form, the grace of her hands, the tilt of her frown – all are subtly different to what Doku once knew.
“Dokugakuji.” It's an accusation. “You can just as easily do this at the castle. Don't make me drag you.” She glares, hands on her hips.
He laughs drunkenly.
Then he follows her home.
Title: Meatbun
Pairing: Sanzo/Goku
Rating: G
Prompt: Sanzo brings home a small cuddly animal
A/N: Written for Keiran. This one turned into a maxi-drabble because I just couldn't keep it to 100 words. I remember the pic she did for a previous drabble of mine. As requested, this is set in the cat 'verse. I like to think this is how it all began...
Splattered with mud and speckled with grit, Sanzo slung his knapsack to the floor and cursed colourfully under his breath. “That's the last fucking time I go on a mission to Xinzie. Those bastards and their freakish sacrificial rituals...”
“Na, Sanzo,” griped Goku, setting down his calligraphy. Two minutes in the bloody door and the monkey was already keeping on. “Did ya bring me anything?”
“No, you're too old for souvenirs.” Scowling, Sanzo turned on his heel, tossing the stamped Sanbutsushin orders on his desk. Good fucking riddance – his back ached, like he'd been lugging twice the amount of belongings back to Chang'an than when he'd set out. “I'm going for a bath. Disturb me and die.”
“Uwah!” Goku yelled. Sanzo heard him spring from his place beside the fire. “He's so cool!”
With a frown of annoyance, Sanzo glanced over his shoulder. “What?” he demanded, as Goku pulled something from the back of his robe, disentangling it like he would a thorny branch. Sanzo lifted an eyebrow at the small black lump in Goku's hands. “...is that thing?” he added.
“Wow, Sanzo!” The lump wriggled, letting out a soft, bell-like mewl. “Can we call him Meatbun?!”
Sanzo blinked.
The kitten yawned contentedly.
Title: Hard to Get
Pairing: Sanzo/Gojyo
Rating: PG-15
Prompt: No more mister nice guy
A/N: Written for Lillypuff. I was so pleased to get to play with this pairing again!
“Fuck it – no more mister nice guy.” The door banged. Footsteps pounded the floorboards.
“You were never nice in the first place,” Sanzo muttered, flipping his newspaper.
“Shut the hell up, monk.” Gojyo was beside him in a heartbeat, yanking off Sanzo's reading glasses, tossing them aside.
“Fuck, kappa, you–!” Sanzo froze; this wasn't all bark.
The bite tasted of Hi-Lites and thrummed with adrenaline; rough stubble scraped Sanzo's chin. When they broke apart, Gojyo huffed against Sanzo's damp mouth. “Playin' hard to get, che! You're a real cunt, you know that?”
“Always,” grated Sanzo, and kissed him back.
Title: The Strange Taste of Chivalry
Pairing: Konzen/Goku
Rating: G
Prompt: Monster under the bed
A/N: Written for Ditch Gospel. This is another one that wanted to be longer, if only for the cute-factor. :O
“It's under the bed!” cried Goku. “It's waitin' to eat me!”
“There's nothing there,” grumbled Konzen, squinting in the lamp's glow. Goku's humongous, frightened eyes tugged at something within Konzen's gut. “For the love of Heaven – go to sleep!”
“How'd you know there's nothin' there?” Goku pressed. “You haven't checked!”
“Idiot.” Konzen sighed. “Do you really think I'd let anything hurt you?” Chivalry tasted strange in his mouth, but it was too late to revoke it.
Goku beamed at him, flopping back down. “Night, Konzen,” he whispered.
“You'll be the death of me some day,” Konzen muttered, extinguishing the lamp.
Title: Goku Logic
Pairing: Sanzo/Goku
Rating: PG
Prompt: A kiss & Never say no
A/N: Written for my dear Eyesofshinigami. I love it when 3 is talking about one thing and 9 just seizes any opportunity to jump him. *g*
“I just wanted one more helping of crab,” Goku griped, stepping onto the street behind Sanzo. “You always say no!”
Turning, Sanzo’s nostrils flared. “So? You never say no and look where it gets you. You don’t always have to be agreeable to please people. Sometimes it’s better to just say what you want.”
Instantly Sanzo realised the opportunity he’d opened. Goku’s eyes widened. “I wanna kiss you. That’s kinda agreeable, but I know you hate affection, so it’s sorta not, too.”
“Che, what logic-” Sanzo began, then found he couldn’t speak past the sudden hot press of Goku’s mouth.
Title: Validation
Pairing: Hakkai/Gojyo
Rating: PG
Prompt: Gossip
A/N: Written for lovely Stalkerbunny, on the occasion of her birthday. <3
“Why, that’s wholly scandalous.” Hakkai’s amusement was too damn gleeful.
Gojyo paced across their hotel room, frowning deeply. “Man, how can you be so freaking cool about this? There are rumours, ‘Kai. About us.”
“So you’ve said, but I really don’t see the problem.”
“Don’t see…” echoed Gojyo, then stopped beside the bed and threw up his hands in exasperation. “The problem is, none of them are true!”
“Ah, I think I see what you’re driving at.” Hakkai slowly smiled, stepping up to him and pushing Gojyo onto the mattress. “Then, why don’t we give them something to gossip about?”
Title: Best of Them
Pairing: Sanzo/Goku
Rating: G
Prompt: Hero
A/N: A birthday gift for Kispexi, 2008.
“Oooh, Gat, you're so tall and buff! Can I touch your muscles?!”
“Shut the hell up, kappa!” Goku launched a bacon rasher across the table. Cackling with laughter, Gojyo raised his hands, deflecting the food missile.
“Don't worry, Goku,” Hakkai said reassuringly. “We all have our heroes. It's nothing to be embarrassed about. Gojyo, please stop teasing him.”
Over the top of his paper, Sanzo shot Goku a quick look, but froze when he found the monkey staring right back with a strange, nostalgic expression. A flush rose across Goku's cheekbones.
“Gat isn't my hero,” Goku muttered to Hakkai, and Sanzo looked away.
Title: On His Shoulder
Pairing: Sanzo/Hazel
Rating: PG
Prompt: Bare foot in the grass
A/N: Written for Puddingcat.
“G-get your...” A painful, rasping cough, “hands off... me.”
“There's no other way, Sanzo-han.” Remnants of their camp litters the dewy grass – shards of a tumbler, ash surfed over shadowed green, Hazel's china scattered like bones. A glance over his shoulder reports no more youkai remain.
Sanzo stumbles; Hazel curls a steady arm around him. Beneath the milk of the moon, two clear tracks gouge through the moist grass – one is clear footprints, the other two ragged, wavering lines.
“Apologies, Sanzo-han.” A grunt as a barely conscious body is hoisted onto a shoulder.
Henceforth, the two footprints become one.
Title: Cordially Invited
Pairing: Tenpou/Goujun
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: Devour me
A/N: Written for TJ Dragonblade. This could have been porny, but I think it works more subtly.
“One minute.”
“You make it sound like it's the last minute in Tenkai.” Black war robes shift over sinew and planes and all the angles Goujun loves to trace with his tongue.
“Treat every moment as if it's the last,” Goujun murmurs, as Tenpou arches against him, the sweetest farewell.
“I always liked a good feast at the end of things.” That smile – it begs to be eaten; it's so playful, melancholy beneath.
“Oh?”
“Will you partake?” Tenpou loosens the top button on his collar. “You are cordially invited, Commander, before time runs out–”
“Oh hush.” Goujun bites down.
Title: Safekeeping
Pairing: Sanzo/Hakkai
Rating: G
Prompt: Lose and vines
A/N: Written for lovely Dragonz Ahoy, who wanted youkai!Hakkai. Well, he kind of makes an appearance. :)
Houtou castle rose like a great spiny beast, radiating waves of pulsing, black energy. Sanzo heard Goku shouting nearby, heard Gojyo answer him. Claws of lightning cracked the blood-red sky above.
“We can’t win like this,” Hakkai said beside him, reaching up.
Sanzo caught his wrist. “Too close. The minus wave might turn you.”
“Maybe.” Hakkai smiled, seeming unafraid. A few heartbeats. Sanzo slowly released him.
“I trust you not to lose me, Sanzo, any more than I’d willingly leave.” Beautiful green vines wove up over pale cheekbones.
Accepting the offered earcuffs, Sanzo slipped them into his pocket for safekeeping.
Title: Not A Team
Pairing: Sanzo/Kougaiji
Rating: PG
Prompt: Touch
A/N: Written for Yasashii Kawa on LJ.
Kougaiji expects Sanzo’s hand to be cold like steel, dry like the aura of indifference the man exudes. But it’s hot, calloused, and there’s the barest hint of sweat; his grip is firm, unyielding.
“We understand each other,” comes the not-question, Sanzo’s gaze level.
Kougaiji nods. “We’re not a team.” Yet they haven’t let go, as if neither’s willing to relinquish the hold first. “You get what you want, I get what I want, then I want you out of India.”
Sanzo’s lip curls. “I had no intention of staying anyway.”
They both let go, and turn toward Houtou castle.
Title: Shoot
Pairing: Sanzo/Goku
Rating: PG-15
Prompt: Not shooting you says more than words
A/N: Written for Em's prompt, although I doubt she'll apprecaite porny 39. Still; I couldn't resist this one. Silliness abound!
“Not shooting you says more than words.” Sanzo scowls. “Yet I still had to spell it out,” he adds to himself.
“So you’re not pissed at me?” Goku beams. “Great! I was sure you’d kill me or something.”
“But you suggested it anyway.” Sanzo rolls his eyes. “You need to rethink your sense of self-preservation, monkey.”
“Well, I thought about not sayin’ anything,” Goku admits, sidling up and pressing himself flush against Sanzo. “But the idea was just too hot.”
Sanzo grabs him by the collar. “Just shut up, go down, and suck.”
“On it!” Goku says, licking his lips.
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