On the subject of red pants
A/N: In response to my own challenge on red pants. Because the only thing to do with temptation is give in to it.
There were red leather pants among his Christmas presents.
He didn't mind the pants, per se. He'd had a girlfriend once who'd given him much, much stranger things (which he'd thrown out rather quickly after Hakkai moved in, because there were things no self-respecting playboy allowed his roommates to see, even if they were polite and wouldn't ever mention it). Being given a Christmas present was odd, but being given red leather pants, well……
At this point, his brain short-circuited.
It couldn't be Sanzo, of that he was sure. For one thing, the pants fit, snugly, and he was fairly certain he would have remembered Sanzo grabbing his ass or otherwise measuring it. Mostly because he would have died of abject humiliation and the thought was revolting anyway; of course, he could have done it while Gojyo was asleep, but that was just way too creepy. Also, he'd found a bottle of pesticide, which smacked of Sanzo (who hadn't even wanted to do the whole Christmas thing until Hakkai had Insisted. Hakkai, Gojyo had noticed, could be Very Insistent).
He ruled out Goku next, for much the same reasons. Besides, he'd received an all-you-can-eat coupon at a food chain (for two, the greedy ape) and that was something Goku would give, right?
Oh God, did Hakuryuu know how to shop?
Naaah.
Which left only Hakkai.
Who had the knowledge necessary; after all, he did the mending. And Gojyo had seen him ducking into a clothes store – he'd come out with a scarf, but the man was a master of misdirection.
Although why Hakkai would give him red leather pants – tight red leather pants – was a mystery.
He tried asking, which in retrospect was pointless, because Hakkai had given him a blank, politely clueless look and said that he'd only gotten Gojyo a new bandanna.
Really, he didn't have to bother. After all, nobody could resist the charm of the great Sha Gojyo (okay, Hakkai had for four years) for long (even though he'd been determinedly chasing Hakkai nearly as long). If he'd succumbed to redheaded hotness (and Hakkai was ogling Gojyo every time he wore those pants), it wasn't surprising. Come to think of it, Hakkai had been more flirty lately.
With gladness in his heart and tight red leather pants on his legs, Gojyo departed on his greatest conquest.
'Well, that was a success,' Kanzeon grinned. And signed the cheque.