Alias: Hiya everyone. I got hit in the head again by a one shot. This is very short, brought on by the gorgeous tones of WAG's song, I'll Be. It's one of the extra songs included on the Don't Look Back Again single….for those interested. The song is very sweet, very tender. I can't understand much, but the tone, and the soft voice of the lead singer brought on this image from Gojyo and Hakkai.

This was also a personal experiment to see if I could do two 1st POV in the same night, and keep it under 1500 words and still get the things I wanted to convey from a song, without it being an outright songfic. Thank you Pervasive Threnody, for being my night owl beta for me! bows deeply

Disclaimers: All GS Saiyuki characters belong to Kazuya Minekura-sensei, or I'd not be in university, ne?

Warnings/Disc: PG, shounen-ai. Random morning set a good year or so into the journey. After Kami-Sama is about as well as I can place it. Waking up, sleeping in…

Beautiful Day

By AliasOfWestgate

7.30am

I see him beside me, mouth slightly open as he sleeps. Blood red hair tousled after our night of "mutual self indulgence" as Sanzo refers to it. The dawn has just risen, and I've woken. The sun itself just beginning to rise, falls on his ruddy gold skin….it somehow heightens the russet tones of his hair. When he's awake, it makes his eyes even more prominent.

For now, those eyes are closed. Tracing my hand along the line of his jaw, I sit on one elbow facing him. He's sleeping on his left side again. I can nearly hide in his arms, I'm so close. So quiet now, not his usual nearly hyperactive self. I want him to kiss me again, so well in the beauty of this morning.

Such a beautiful day it will be, and we just lie here. I wish it could last forever, but the journey will go on. He keeps me alive, and I don't know if he knows it or not. His warmth, his passion for everything, including me. I'm less likely to show it, but he's mine. Mine to be with, mine to ignore the world with, as he swaggers through life. Curling up with my back against his chest, as he wraps his long arms around me and I drift into sleep once again. Such a beautiful day…

11am:

He's asleep beside me. I can't believe he stayed in bed today. Normally he gets up and helps the lousy monk to get ready to leave every morning. Not today. He's sound asleep still, dreaming quietly. Those striking green eyes of his, gone from my sight. Pale as moonlight he is, though in this new sun today it seems to be warmer. Black hair soft against my chest, as he's curled on his side against me. The warmth I never thought I'd feel from him, shown by something so unassuming. Such a beautiful day…

Owari ;-)

Hope you enjoyed this bit of WAFF from me. grins This makes it story number lucky 13! Yay! I love that number so…

Ja Masta Ne,

Alias