[A/N] All I can say is...four words - Screw bloody fucking school. Oh well. Bloody formatting screwed up...And Gokugurl presents: #3 - Benign Interlude. Oh, and anyone want a pic of Konzen and Goku kissing? Anyone?? I drew it myself y'know... T_T
Of Violet Twilight
#3 – Benign Interlude
By Gokugurl A.K.A Kimie
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When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought.
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Young, youthful hands; adolescent and tender, flanked by heavy shackles; thick, silver chains that were both bitterly cold and icily rigid. Soft, childlike fingers fingering his lustrous strands of woven gold, taking in those sun-kissed silken strands of blonde as those delicate hands continued to fondle his hair; a caressing, loving touch.
Sugee, kira kira shita na...
Long, silken russet brown blowing softly in the haunting wind, the gentle breeze placing tantalizing little kisses on those chocolate strands as those dark locks danced in sync with the playful wind. Tanned, bronze skin radiating with health and warmth, closed eyes hidden under bangs of dark brown, and there was a flash of dull gold that was one golden diadem.
Taiyou no mitai da.
And as dark eyelashes fluttered, revealing a pair of glimmering eyes - orbs of a radiant golden - deep, beautiful shades of golden hazel, picturesque eyes that reeked of profound innocence. And the serene tranquility, a childlike wisdom that he had admired since a long time ago; the haunting, lovely innocence, portrayed ever so clearly in those crystalline citrine.
Golden eyes.
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You don't love one because one is beautiful; one is beautiful because you love him.
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"Sanzo!"
He only grunted in response, shifting his head so that it rested snugly and ever so comfortable on the head of his seat. He kept his eyes stubbornly shut, even though the bright sunlight was beating down mercilessly on him, just like the bloody asshole it was. Sanzo sighed involuntarily, and brushed away a stray strand of golden that fell onto his face.
"Sanzo!"
There it was, the damn voice. The damned voice that kept calling him, kept calling his name over and over again. The same, helpless voice, desperate and pleading, crying out his name, amidst feeble, despondent sobs. The familiar, innocent voice that he had known so long; the voice that he had loved...
...The voice that he seemed to have had known since such a long time ago.
"Sanzo!!"
The said blonde's eyes snapped open, revealing dark, furious amethyst.
"IKAGENISHIRO!"
There was a one single, sickening thwack from the infamous harisen, several shuffling sounds and a few yells of protest – "Itai!" - from Goku as the young adolescent scrambled about to get away from Sanzo's revengeful paper fan. Sanzo let the harisen rest against the palm of his gloved hand, before giving Goku a death glare.
"Isn't it peaceful?" Hakkai said cheerfully, but immediately shut up as he felt the gun's cock behind his head.
"I said I wanted to fucking sleep! So just bloody let me sleep!" Sanzo yelled, giving Goku yet another sickening thwack on the head before settling down to sleep again, moving a little so that he was in a comfortable position. "Bakasaru," he muttered, under his breath. The blonde waited a few seconds, before stealing a glance through the rear mirror at the said monkey.
Gojyo was snoring away, fast asleep, as was Goku. The russet-haired teenager of eighteen had his legs were draped rather snugly over Gojyo's, and Sanzo couldn't help but feel a hot, flaring something burning inside him. He couldn't help wishing that he was Gojyo – hell, he would wish for anything that involved two extremely fucking hot seductive Goku legs on him right now.
What the fuck?
Did he just wish that?
Well, what the hell was he supposed to do? He was normal, and as far as he knew, all normal people went for sexy, beautiful, sexy, fucking hot, sexy, dark-haired, sexy, lithe, sexy, lean, sexy, tanned, sexy, golden-eyed adolescents. Oh, and did he mention sexy? Those who didn't couldn't possibly have any common sense in their well-being. It didn't matter that he was supposed to be celibate. [A/N: Was he EVER celibate? Nah.] Hell, it didn't matter at all. Celibacy could fuck in Hell for all he cared.
I am not in love with the saru, Sanzo strictly reminded himself, chanting the words as though they were a mantra. I am not in love with the saru. Not in love with the saru. Love the saru. Okay, damn it, I'm in love with the saru. Fuck it, I love the saru so much that I want to fuck him every time I see him with his luminous golden eyes. Satisfied? Sanzo mentally yelled at his libido. And somewhere, down there where the sun doesn't shine, something nodded in approval.
[A/N: Don't ask... ^^;;]
Did he love the saru?
And as he stole another secretive glance at the sleeping child, looking ever so peaceful, so tranquil in siesta; so foolishly childish, yet impossibly beautiful at the same time. He sighed, his golden brows furrowing as he did so, and he felt a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
He'd think about it.
The inner beauty that lay within those citrine eyes, the haunting innocence that was embedded within his soul; the loveliness of his nature that was his heart. Sanzo loved all of that about Goku, and cherished it as one would cherish a lover.
And yet again...
Maybe he knew the answer after all.
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Ever felt love so impossible, so wonderfully scandalous that it made you tremble with excitement and enthusiasm every time you thought of your forbidden lover? For the fun and beauty of it lies neither in the frivolousness nor the scandal that is your love; it lies within the emotions that you share in your heart; the union of the souls.
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"Mou, harahetta! [I'm hungry!]" Goku whined, yawning as he stretched his arms, and Hakuryu kyuued indignantly as Goku accidentally kicked out on Hakuryu's bonnet. "Gomen, Hakuryuu!" Goku grinned sheepishly. Sanzo only scowled at him, the infamous frown adorning his face even as he turned around to look at Goku. "Urusai, bakasaru," Sanzo snapped. "You're not the only one who's hungry here."
The said member of the Sanzo-ikkou pouted, before leaning forward to hook his arms around Sanzo's neck – rather obliviously, may I add. Sanzo was considerably startled at this, for whatever it was that he had expected as a response from Goku, it wasn't this. He felt a mild flush creeping across his face, but quickly wiped the feeling away as he placed a finger on the trigger, aiming it at Goku's forehead.
"Let go of me," Sanzo said softly, his voice a deadly whisper, devoid of all emotions as his enigmatic violet locked on Goku's fearful golden. "Let go of me," he repeated, "or I'll kill you. I swear."
Goku gulped, and released his arms from around the blonde's slender neck, and sat back in his seat even as he received yet another glare from Sanzo, followed by the usual strings of curses and threats of immediate death. He only sighed, and looked up at the deep cerulean streak of blue that was the sky, and squinted as the bright sunlight flashed at him.
The sunlight...
It was then, that Goku felt that familiar jolt of pain in his being, surging through his soul like one hot flash of excruciating fire. And his soul was engulfed in that agonizing loneliness once again; as he felt the bitter iciness grasp him in its arctic grip of isolation even as he struggled to wrench himself free from those cold fingers of oblivion.
A flicker of sun-kissed golden, a sharp flash of dark amethyst...
He placed one perspiring hand to his chest, clutching it tightly as he felt his heart slamming painfully against his ribcage. And let out a choked gasp as he couldn't breathe; and Goku felt his vision blurring in a swirl of colours, all caught in a tangle of white-hot light as the pain became too unbearable to bear.
A sad smile of melancholy, warm, loving hands ravishing his being...
"Goku!" Hakkai cried out in alarm, as he surveyed the scene from the rear mirror, and his emerald eyes widened in shock as he saw Goku collapsing onto the backseat; the young adolescent's hands clutching his chest tightly as Goku's breath came in short, ragged gasps. Gojyo looked groggily around, but not before he rushed to Goku's side. "Goku!" Sanzo turned around, and deep lavender widened considerably as those violet orbs took in the scene before them.
Soft, gentle lips upon his own...so loving, so tender...
"Konzen," Goku murmured, the soft name rolling off his lips. And as Hakuryu screeched to a halt, as Hakkai scrambled out of the car to aid him, as Gojyo shook him, as Sanzo leaned over him, indescribable fear in those usually unfathomable eyes...Goku saw only the image of that beautiful celestial, the one with the long, lustrous strands of woven gold; as those sad, despondent orbs of amethyst fixed upon his own, as that face turned to look at him.
And smiled.
Goku felt his breath catch in his chest, and he cried out one last time as the pain shot through him again. And time was still, oh, so still, as Hakkai, Gojyo and Sanzo looked upon him as he fell, unconscious, surrendering to the arctic arms of oblivion.
"Konzen..." he whispered silently, not really registering what it was that he said. "Konzen..."
And all went black.
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For with love that is deep comes a price all must keep.
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Sanzo sat beside Goku's bed, resting his head on the back of his hand as fatigue all but kissed the rims of his eyes, tempting him to follow it into the realm of siesta. The blonde did naught but wave it away, and sighed in frustration as he looked down on Goku's motionless figure.
Fuck, what the hell was wrong with the kid?
Sanzo turned around. "Oi, Gojyo, Hakkai - " but he was at a loss for words. For what he did see, was naught but a pair of lovebirds making out in the open. Hakkai had his mouth clamped firmly on Gojyo's, and the redhead had one rather inquisitive hand delving into Hakkai's shirt, but not before moving lower...
And lower...
And lower...
Hakkai squeaked as Gojyo's hand found what it sought.
"Oh, Gojyo..."
Sanzo coughed.
It took the lovemaking couple a full 10 seconds to register what was happening, and when they did realize that Sanzo had caught them red-handed, they immediately broke apart, each flushing 7 different shades of crimson. Pink, scarlet, alizirin – take your pick. Hakkai coughed, his face turning a deeper shade of pink than Gojyo's, while Gojyo only smirked, ruby eyes alight with mirth as they locked on Hakkai's nervous green.
The blonde rolled his eyes, and held up his hands in mock surrender. "I didn't see anything," he muttered, before sitting down on the bed, next to Goku. "You two can roll over naked on the floor for all I care."
Gojyo placed a hand to his heart, and put on a sad expression so fake, you could smell it all the way from Toronto. "Aww, Sanzo-sama, I'm hurt." The redhead snickered, and playfully bent down to ravish Hakkai's lips with his. Poor Hakkai blushed yet again, turning an even deeper shade of red than before. Sanzo would've paid more attention to the two horny lover's antics, had it not been that he had heard Goku's inaudible whispers from the bed.
"Taiyou...[Sun]"
Goku stirred gently, shivering softly as he began to shake with silent sobs. "Taiyou wa...doko da? [Where is the sun?]" Sanzo could only look down at Goku, hurt apparent in his violet eyes - hurt for Goku, only Goku. As he braved himself, he inched closer to Goku's gentle form, and hesitated. He turned around, and saw Gojyo and Hakkai looking at him – rather curiously, may he add.
He sent them a Look™, and the redhead and brunette understood the message immediately - even faster than usual, for Sanzo had one finger ready on his shoureijyuu's trigger. They went out of the room, closing the door softly behind them.
"Sanzo..."
The said blonde jerked around, surprised at Goku's calling him, and his wary eyes softened again as they rested upon the adolescent's still form. He stepped back to the bed, and sat down, shifting so that he was lying next to Goku. And slowly, but surely, wrapped his arms hesitantly around Goku's slender waist, bringing the child close to him in a tender embrace. Goku snuggled closer to the warmth, and buried his head into Sanzo's chest, sobbing silently.
Sanzo did naught, but only buried one gloved hand into that tangle of unruly russet, reveling in the soft silken strands of dark brown that was Goku's. And smiled, a true, sincere smile as he felt Goku relax in his arms, melting into his embrace. Sanzo sat up, bringing Goku with him, cradling the young child of eighteen in his arms as he placed a gentle kiss on Goku's forehead. He reached out one hand, and let that one gloved hand travel down Goku's being; tracing gentle, comforting circles on the small of Goku's back.
And as Goku drifted into a dreamless sleep in Sanzo's arms, the blonde all but placed the short-haired adolescent back on the bed, and brushed away a stray lock of hair from the beautiful, youthful face that was Goku's. And felt himself being swept by a wave of yearning lust, a burning desire as he looked down at that one innocent.
Those dark eyelashes, hidden under those dark bangs of brown; the smooth, tanned skin of his being, a haunting bronze that Sanzo couldn't get out of his mind; and those beautifully crafted lips that were Goku's, only Goku's. Those petite, kissable lips that he longed to ravish, to taste. Oh, how he wished to crush his mouth to Goku's, to savour the forbidden taste within.
Sanzo leaned down, and ravished Goku's lips gently, oh so gently, with his own; and let his tongue travel over the curve of Goku's bottom lip, relishing in the taste that was Goku's. And, in a spur of shock, as he realized it, immediately drew back, before raising an uncertain hand to his mouth.
A chaste kiss, and yet...
He pinned Goku down on the bed, his desire getting the better of him as he straddled the youth's slender waist, before the blonde leaned down yet again, his mouth meeting Goku's one more time. And even as shocked golden fluttered open beneath him, he didn't notice – only felt two desperate hands tugging at his blonde hair, and continued to torture Goku mercilessly as his lips traveled from those delicate lips to nip at Goku's jawbone, eliciting a soft moan from the youth below him.
Yet...I long for more. For something beyond the boundaries; beyond the mere keeper-and-charge bond that we both share.
Sanzo opened his eyes, exposing the glazed amethyst within, he found himself looking into equally hazy golden eyes; laced with lust, desire, ardor, passion, and zeal. And trust. Trust, and love so frail, so sincere; yet so deep, that Sanzo was afraid to take the fragile emotion in his arms, should it crumble with his slightest touch.
But, it felt so right...as though they had loved before...
And as Sanzo crushed his avid mouth to Goku's; as his lips met the latter's in a flurry of swirling emotions, he had no doubt of it. As tongues intertwined; hot and hungry as they explored each other with zealous passion; as a war ensued for dominance between them.
Love. Had he not loved this way before?
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Goku had slowly begun to respond to the kisses; and his tongue met Sanzo's in hungry desire as he stroked the others' gently with his own. He let his own tongue travel teasingly over Sanzo's lips, and he moaned softly into Sanzo's mouth as the blonde began to work his magic on Goku's lips; nipping tenderly at Goku's bottom lip, Sanzo took the reins, exploring the depths of Goku's mouth, tracing a tantalizing little trail over Goku's tongue as he continued to savor the cavern of scandalous flavors that was Goku's.
Lips still locked on Sanzo's, Goku tugged on Sanzo's clothes, his dark golden orbs burning with passionate lust as he undid the hem of Sanzo's robes, before disposing of the irritating garment as it was flung aside, along with Sanzo's black leather top, exposing the broad, pale ivory chest.
Slightly more satisfied, Goku let one knowing hand travel over that chest, trailing a teasing path from Sanzo's jawbone, to his chest, before he traced tempting circles around Sanzo's nipples, causing the blonde to shudder under his touch.
Unwilling to let Goku do all the exploring, Sanzo, by some sheer force of will, managed to remove the tangle of white that was Goku's shirt, all the while with his mouth desperately on Goku's. He grunted in protest as Goku left his lips, only to plant tormenting little kisses down his jawbone; tender, soft little butterfly kisses that aroused him. Goku stopped the kisses, but not before scraping his teeth deliberately, seductively, over the curve where Sanzo's neck met his shoulder, causing Sanzo to moan gently.
And even as Sanzo removed what remained of Goku's pants, he smiled lustfully as he felt Goku shiver in pleasure. He reached out one hand, slowly, surely, traveling over Goku's chest, and Sanzo bent down, only to lick one wet trail from Goku's lips to his jawbone, before his hands traveled further down; and Goku let out a muffled squeak as Sanzo found what it was that he sought. And even as Sanzo kicked off his denim pants, before straddling Goku on the bed, and as deep, zealous amethyst locked with hazy golden, Sanzo grinned a lazy – not to mention evil – grin.
"S-Sanzo!"
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Goku collapsed onto Sanzo, worn out and exhausted from their passionate lovemaking. And even as he rested his brown head on that broad chest, he sighed happily, his hand snaking down to find Sanzo's. And as he did, he interlaced his fingers with Sanzo's, and clutched it tightly, tenderly, lovingly.
And he wrapped his hesitant arms around Sanzo's waist, before nuzzling his head into Sanzo's slender neck, chuckling softly as those strands of gold tickled his nose. And Goku felt warm tears, tears of happiness, welling up in his eyes as he felt strong arms embrace him just as tightly, engulfing him in warmth as it brought him closer. Sometime ago – he couldn't remember when...one person too, had embraced him this way; gentle and loving, warm and affectionate...and he knew, although he didn't know how he knew, that, that one hauntingly beautiful person had looked exactly like Sanzo.
I'll come back for you, I swear.
That one hauntingly beautiful person that had made that promise, had looked exactly like Sanzo.
I can't come back, Goku...because I'm already here.
Then, the truth struck him. His golden eyes widened, and the tears broke free, cascading down his cheek; clear, crystalline drops of joy. The one; the sunshine... the one who had promised him he would have come back for him, no matter how long it took. The one whom he had shared a fatal bond with; the one whom he had shared that everlasting passion with, the love with no boundaries...
He had returned.
Pondering his thoughts, he felt someone kissing away his tears, licking at the saltiness on his cheeks. And he let his citrine orbs flutter open, and it was then that his golden gaze locked on tender amethyst. "Don't cry," Sanzo murmured, that deep, husky, rough voice that was Sanzo's, only Sanzo's. And he brushed his lips over Goku's cheeks, before caressing Goku's face tenderly with his hand.
Goku looked up at him, the intense love burning in his eyes once again; the love that was for Sanzo...only Sanzo. And as more tears began to fall, he leaned upwards, before throwing his arms around Sanzo; capturing the blonde's lips with his own in a shattering kiss. Goku released the lip-lock, looking upon Sanzo with elation, and smiled, sweetly, tenderly.
"Sanzo, I love you," he murmured, before ravishing Sanzo's lips once again with his own. "I'll always love you. I loved you before, I love you now, and I'll still love you in the future. And nothing is going to change that, Sanzo," he whispered, his voice trembling with love. "Aishiteru."
Sanzo did nothing, but brought Goku close to him in a warm embrace, before burying his face into Goku's unruly russet hair. "Bakasaru," he muttered. "I love you too," he said quietly, before capturing Goku's mouth with his own.
I love you.
Forever.
To be Continued
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The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched – they must be felt with the heart.
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[A/N] OKAY, LOOK, before anyone kills me, I'd like to apologize for the sucky chapter. Gomenasai! I tried my best... *sniffle* Gomen ne! HYAH! ^^ Posted this in 4 days! How's that!? [puffs out chest in pride] Okay, it's now 4.47 AM...but then, hey! It's the holidays! Ne? Anyone want a picture of Konzen and Goku Kissing? With a capital K? :P I spent a considerable amount of time on it...
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THANKS TO:
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[jashuang]== As long as its still not April...I'm still twelve! XD Yah, your reviews are getting longer. ^^ Ooh, spirit's burning...chill...
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[Goku_Rulezzz] Maa, maa, it's OK. ^^ Well, me? I'm quite a Goku fan, but I'm more into Sanzo. You could say that I'm into Goku and Sanzo and the pairing! ^^
[nan] Iie...me still not sure though...
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Love,
Gokugurl
31st January 2003, 5.04 AM [I'm a bad, bad girl in a bad, bad world :P]