Title: Born to Be My Baby
Author: ¤Sha¤GojyoxCho¤Hakkai¤
Date: Began March, 2003
Chapter: 10/?
Rating: Ch. #1 - 8 ~ PG - 13
Ch. #9 ~ R
Ch. #10 ~ PG - 13
Category: Romance, Angst, Blood and the like
Main Pairing(s): Gojyo x Hakkai
Kouryu x Koumyou Sanzo
Implied: Sanzo x Homura
(Please, people... don't hurt me.)
Disclaimer: Unfortunately enough for me, I do not own Gensomaden Saiyuki. All characters, names, etc. are copyrighted to Minekura Kazuya.
Warning: Shounen ai/ yaoi
Notes: None, really! Chapters are gonna move REALLY fast now because I HAVE FINISHED SCHOOL! I'M AN EIGHTH GRADER NOW! WHOOOO! Summer vacation! Sweet! And Mountain Dew to keep me up on typing hyped at night. Wish me luck! Oh, and I'm listening to Poke'mon music so don't expect anything real intense right away. Ha ha. I know that I put a lot of "mush" in here, but that's only because I am absolutely obsessed with Gojyo and Hakkai, even when I'm not typing... so... there will always be a way for them to be alone. I'm not a very sophisticated writer but give me credit. I do what I can... or what I have the will power to endure, anyway. Actually, if you look at the other authors on fanfiction.net, well, I don't have a profile, but I'm pretty young, compared to everyone else.
ANIME or MANGA?
Hello, all of my loyal readers. Well, in my opinion, you're loyal enough for me if you read all the way through the first chapter. Well, I was going through some of the manga... again... and I realized quite a few things that were different from the anime and, since I know the frustration of not being able to find the manga when you want it, I guessed I would put some things in here. For one, and from what I understand, Gonou did not kill 1,000 youkai like it was mentioned in the anime. Instead, he killed 999 youkai and was then confronted by Chin Iisou, who attacked Gonou and then while he was lying on the floor injured, he cut his wrist and poured his blood over Gonou, thus making the 1,000th youkai's blood soak its way over Gonou and transforming him into a youkai. Another thing: in the anime, Kanan was killed from her slitting her neck. Manga: She stabbed herself in the abdomen, in order to ensure that the child inside of her would die. Ah! In the manga, there is no Hakuryu. Instead, he is called Jiipu, therefore, I will follow Minekura's original and call Hakuryu Jiipu from here on. I am not positive of this, but it is a good hunch: Sanzo has two pistols, one for youkai and one for other creatures (humans, animals, etc.). I'm not sure if that is true. Actually, I'm only positive about only half of these facts. The one about Jiipu and the one about Kanan are the ones I am 100% positive about. The whole 1,000 youkai deal... 95%. Good enough, right? And as insensitive as I sounded when I wrote this, please take into consideration: Because of Saiyuki, I cry more easily than ever. I hate angst now and I want to kick Minekura Kazuya for giving her characters Hell.
Oh, look, Poke'mon is on. *watches*
PLEASE READ: If you loyal readers have read all the way up to here, you might remember that this entire thing is a flashback to when Gojyo and Hakkai discovered their undying passion for each other. Well, I have decided that I am forgetting the flashback idea. Nothing big. It's just that you won't see //end flashback// for the one that has been taking place since chapter 1. I just don't know when I could fit in //end flashback// anytime soon. Oh, well. You'll still read, right?
Alrighty, then! Chapter 10!
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Part Tenth (10/?)
"Oh, Gojyo...," Hakkai breathed into the deep night air as Gojyo's lips travelled below his waist. "Gojyo!" His hands clenched the sheets and pulled at them futily, screaming and gasping.
Gojyo rose one hand up and took Hakkai's hand in his, stroking the back of his hand in a comforting manner while his smile held everything positive about the union they were about to share.
"Gojyo...."
Gojyo woke with a start, his sweating body gleaming in the moonlight that crept through the open end of the tent. It was all a dream. Damn, he had never though of Hakkai in that way. He looked next to him. There was the sleeping Hakkai, turned to the other wall of the tent and slumbering soundly. The steady rise and fall of his form as he breathed even made Gojyo want to embrace him. How did he get back at the tent? Did he fall asleep and Hakkai carried him there? Perhaps. Hakkai is much stronger than people give him credit for.
He removed both arms from his... sleeping bag? Only one left. He looked to Hakkai again. Sure enough, the brunette had chosen to give the last sleeping bag to Gojyo and picked up a blanket for himself, settling down on the hard, cold tent floor. He folded his arms over the surface of the comforter and sighed to himself.
The rain had long since stopped pounding crazily since Hakkai and Gojyo had returned to the tent, the only evidence of it passing through were the various puddles that scattered across the ground outside and the humid, misty smell that hung insecantly in the air.
He sighed again, part in frustration at himself for thinking about Hakkai that way and part because of the sweat that had gathered over his body from laying in the same position for a while. But who could blame him? Anyone could easily see that Hakkai was one of the most attractive men alive! And, still, Gojyo remembered seeing him in his dream in the most obscene ways. But he loved him. It wasn't just lust like before, when he would sleep with any woman because he was in a good mood 'cause he won poker and his libido was high. He loved Hakkai... and that would be the reason that they would make love. Gojyo would not fuck him. He could not fuck him. Still, remembering Hakkai in that dream, with his head thrown back and his hands clenching the sheets, his legs were parted and Gojyo was inside of him. Hakkai was screaming Gojyo's name. That's what woke him up. That painful arousal that he got in his dream was too unbearable so he woke.
He looked to Hakkai again. 'Damn, he's just too gorgeous,' the half - breed thought.
The gambler decided, well, hey, he could dream, couldn't he? He settled himself into the sleeping bag and shut his eyes. He smiled in his sleep.
"Morning, Gojyo," Hakkai greeted cheerfully as he folded his blanket and picked the bundle up off of the ground, standing but keeping his eyes locked with his lover's.
"Morning...," Gojyo laughed partly to himself.
"What's so funny?"
"Nothing...."
"Is that so?"
"No. It's just that... well, last night I had the funniest dream."
"Really? What was it about?"
"You."
"Oh."
"And chocolate syrup."
"O...oh."
"Where's the saru and Mr. Wordly Monk?"
"Out by Jiipu," Hakkai took the blanket to his chest and put his head down in an attempt to hide the blush that crept onto his face when Gojyo told him about the chocolate syrup. The half - breed noticed this and stood up, advancing toward Hakkai, and planted a kiss on the brunette's forehead with an honest,
"Love ya."
"Love you, too," Hakkai beamed.
Gojyo exitted the tent and stepped into the sunlight, raising one hand to shield his eyes from the offending rays. "So," he addressed the others, "what's on the schedule for today? We hittin' any towns?"
"We may be able to find one by dusk," Sanzo replied in his monotone.
"Great, 'cause I'm aching to sleep in a real bed already." He felt guilty suddenly. Hakkai had given him the sleeping bag and slept on the ground and he had not complained, yet here was Gojyo whining to sleep in a bed. He looked back to the tent, but only to see that Hakkai was finishing gathering the last few things up from inside the tent, walking past the entry, which had been unzipped for a little fresh air, every few seconds.
"Right, Gojyo?" Goku asked.
"Uwah? What was that? I wasn't listening, saru."
"I said, 'You and Hakkai are getting seperate beds because you broke up.'" He paused. "Right?"
"Uh...." Gojyo shot a glare to Sanzo, who only snickered darkly and shrugged slightly. "Yeah. We broke up." He went with it for the sake of argument.
"You're turning all red!" Goku blurted out and pointed a finger right in the middle of Gojyo's face.
"Leave me alone, bakasaru!"
"Why should I, akagokiburi!? I just wanna know the truth!"
"Well, you ain't getting it from me!"
"Will you two shut your traps!?" Sanzo cried, kicking the saru and nearly cracking Gojyo's skull with his fan.
Hakkai laughed slightly to himself as he picked up the burnt out candle and gathered it with the other things. For one reason or another, he always loved to hear those fights. They seemed to be normal now. If they weren't happening, either Gojyo or Goku had fallen asleep or something, Hakkai felt uneasy. Maybe he would ask them a question to get them awake again. Not that he completely enjoyed the quarrels, but something inside of him said that they were a necessity of everyday life for him. Plus, they were downright hilarious.
Gojyo and Goku were chasing each other around Jiipu by the time Hakkai exitted the tent with all of the extra things packed safely away in a medium sized bag, which he deposited in the back of the vehicle.
"Sanzo, will you help me take down the tent?"
"Sure."
The stakes were pulled from the ground and Hakkai reached inward to pull the central pillar out, causing the tarp to collapse. They folded it up until it ended up in Sanzo's hands, who of course, handed it to Hakkai, who tucked it neatly away underneath the driver's seat in Jiipu.
"I swear, they bicker like children," Sanzo muttered under his breath.
"Who says they're any different?" Hakkai laughed and opened the driver's door, sitting in and then waving for Gojyo and Goku to hop in the back so they could start off. Neither of them complied. Hakkai pushed the break petal up and began driving away at a slow pace to get their attention,
"Hey! Hakkai! Don't leave without us!" both of them yelped and began chasing after the vehicle as its speed increased gradually. Sooner or later, both of them were sprinting to catch up to the other two members of the group and it was then that Hakkai decided to slow down. Goku climbed in the back but Gojyo came around to Hakkai, panting from the running and reached out with one hand, flicking Hakkai on the forehead.
"Don't do that!" he smiled.
"Oh, come, now. I needed a way to get your attention. Plus, it might teach you something about fighting instead of packing!"
Gojyo sighed and took his seat in the back of Jiipu (even though there are no back seats in Jiipu).
"Alright, then," Hakkai concluded. "We're off."
* * *
2 weeks later
"Holy shit! I had no idea!" Gojyo exclaimed as he set his glass down on the bar table. "I never knew that about you, Sanzo," he teased.
"Shut up, already," Sanzo growled, ignoring the others.
"No, really, saying those things in your sleep."
"Yeah!" Goku continued with the story he was telling. "He says this one name over and over again, too."
"Oh, really, now?" Gojyo smirked. "Aw, does our wittle Sanzo have a cwush? Ne, saru, what was the name?"
"I think it was Homura." "Homura? Who's Homura, Sanzo?" Gojyo pointed a finger in Sanzo's face. "Some secret lover?"
"I seriously have no idea," Sanzo muttered.
"Excuse me, sir," a young waitress pardoned from behind the monk. "Sorry for interrupting but how will you be paying for your drink?"
Sanzo sighed in frustration as he dug around in one of his sleeves until out came... cash. Enough cash to cover the bill anyway.
"Yo, what happened to the Gold Card?" Gojyo inquired when the waitress had counted the money carefully and thanked them, walking away.
"Specifically, I dunno," Sanzo began, "but Hakkai wanted to borrow it for something. He begged the living shit out of me so I finally let him. You know the way he gets when he really wants to do something. All the 'please' and shit like that."
"What could he want it for? Didn't we find a hotel earlier when we came in here?"
"Go see for yourself," Sanzo took another drink from the near empty beer can he had in his hand and pointed to the doorway of the small bar with his other hand.
"Eh? Hakkai!" Gojyo exclaimed and pushed his chair back, nearly sprinting to the healer at the entrance to the drinkery. "So, where have you been? Haven't seen you since we found the hotel!"
"I, erm...," Hakkai stammered and blushed for some reason. "I kind of... made another little reservation... besides the hotel I mean."
"What? Where?"
"Um... Gojyo?"
"Yes?"
"Will you have dinner with me tonight? I know it's wierd what we did before and this is actually the first time we'll go out, but --"
"Say no more," Gojyo interupted but then offered a tender smile that made the brunette's heart melt. "Of course I will."
"Alright," Hakkai said and smiled.
A raspy laugh was hacked over the topside of the table beside the doorway as one of the men sitting there remarked with an obscene gesture to the happy couple in the doorway, "Ah, look, couple of fags making din revs."
Hakkai's hands few over his mouth and his eyes grew wide. Fags? What in the world?
"Aw, so sweet," another man at the table scoffed rather harshly with a tone of voice that would scare any child into running to their guardians. Not to mention his smile was full of holes.
"I - I - I... I," Hakkai couldn't speak even to defend himself that time. How could someone make such cruel observations over their relationship like that? What were they?
"Oi," Gojyo slammed one fist over the top of the table that the men were sitting at. "Don't be sayin' shit like that to my koi and me."
"Oh, your koi, mister?" a woman sauntered over to the table and took her seat over the top with a manner of gestures that Gojyo would have normally taken as a hint of 'let's get upstairs 'cause I know you want me' but Gojyo rejected the invitation and with a pout, the woman continued, "Never thought that a guy like you would end up with a guy like that." She looked over toward Hakkai with a glare that would have sent him running but his feet were glued to the ground until they could have the matter settled out.
"What's wrong with him?" Gojyo asked and took Hakkai's hand in his own, giving a reassuring sqeeze before continuing, "Shit, do I even know you?"
"Nah, but all my friends tell me about you. You're real good."
"Look, I'm not that kinda guy anymore."
"What!? Why not!?"
"Because...," Gojyo looked over to Hakkai's face, which had become a little more relaxed when the half - breed took his hand in his and stated, "because I was never in love with any of your 'friends'. I found love. You leave it alone."
"Oh, but come on! All gay guys want is gay sex with other gay guys!"
"You leave them alone!" a voice from behind all of them sounded with a determined air and a girl stepped forth with an apron on and a bandana on her head, quite young to be working at the bar.
Hakkai stared at her in disbelief before finally murmuring, "Sh - Shitagaki!"
Shi averted her attention to the men and the woman sitting on and at the table for the moment and resumed yelling to them, even though the bar was dead silent, "My God, if I had a buck for everytime someone tried to screw up a perfect relaionship! Just because you're 'normal' in your opinion doesn't mean everyone else has ta be! Damn! So what if they're in love with each other? What would you get out of it if you changed them!?"
"But, it's just --" the woman began.
"Just nothing. Answer the question!"
"But --!"
"I don't hear an answer!"
"Nothing," she muttered.
"Can't hear you!"
"Nothing!" she yelled back.
"Good! Now don't make anymore trouble," she gestured to the entrance of the bar. "Get out of my bar!"
After vacating the area, all of the men and the woman were then banned, by Shi, to never return again, but one would not leave without a final farewell to the couple being insulted and he turned to Hakkai, pointed a finger to him and said, "I'll be back for Gojyo. Count on it."
The brunette needed to brush the threat out of his thoughts as quick as possible else he become more frightened than he was before.
"Damn, really!" Shi cursed and scratched her head with a finger. "I still don't get it why people think that gays are so wrong.... Then again, I don't see why everyone hates Michael Jackson, either."
Gojyo: "Who's Michael Jackson?"
"Nevermind. Look, I'm really sorry for how those bastards acted towards you guys. They won't come back into this bar until you leave. I swear on it." She offered a smile.
"Thank you. But I don't understand...," Hakkai said. "How did you get here? I thought you lived back in the... other... town."
"My family runs a variety of bars over this part of China. Travel's fast, you know, that kinda shit. Good thing I decided to visit my aunt today."
They all arrived at the designated hotel late that night, near midnight, due to a certain two unnamed and unimportant individuals (otherwise known as Gojyo and Sanzo) desiring to grab a "few" drinks at the local bar.
"Are you sure that you'll be alright, Sanzo?" Hakkai inquired as the monk and brown - haired teenager had just entered their room.
"Yeah, fine. Shut up already."
"Well, I know that if I room with Gojyo, I'll be able to tend to him, so..."
Sanzo shut the door.
Hakkai: "Alright, then." He smiled and turned to Gojyo, who opened the door to their room and invited him in.
Sanzo lay down on the bed covers of the seemingly uncomfortable hotel bed. After about ten minutes of the saru complainging about it being too hot, he rose from his bed and with an irritated air, practically tore open the window, letting the musky night air roam free in the hotel room. Next thing he knew, Goku was asleep in the other hotel bed beside his. The monk hiccuped. He folded down the top part of his robe to reveal his black bodysuit and situated himself underneath the covers of his bed.
"Damn, it's not like I've never drunk before," Sanzo muttered to himself when he remembered Hakkai's worried tone that was taken.
An extremely small smile spread across his face at the thought of a rare pleasant memory of his earlier years. He could still remember the feeling of the wooden floor against his knees and the clink of the sake bottles as they klanked together. And the honey - sweet voice that spoke to him in a soothing manner...
Sanzo found himself remembering the first time he found love....
//flashback//
"Did you know, Kouryu," Koumyou Sanzo began as he beckoned the young boy to take a seat next to him, "when someone drinks too much, it only exaggerates emotions?"
Being himself, the young Kouryu didn't seem to care but he sat down in a formal fashion next to the elder and listened.
Koumyou was one of the only people that really ever did care for Kouryu. He and Seiyuu were really the only people that would talk to him without giving a disgusted response through facial expression or a terrible insult. They were like family to him, because he had no one else. He never did, ever since he could remember.
A tiny sake cup was pressed into Kouryu's hand. Koumyou smiled at the boy's inquizitive face but proceeded in filling the tiny cup with sake.
"I don't think tonight is a good one for dri - -," Kouryu began but was halted gently by a fingertip to his lips.
"You know you want to." Koumyou smiled. He took a sip from his own tiny glass of sake and leant against the paper paned wall gently, letting a light sigh escape from his lips.
Kouryou stared to the clear liquid in his cup for a moment before deciding to drink.
It was later still, somewhere deep into late evening and both of them were still sitting together, sharing drinks. Kouryu's cheeks were red as if a blush had crept quietly across them as he leant against the wall behind them, merely staring at the ceiling. If he lost enough sanity, he would wind up with spiralled eyes like Himura Kenshin [1], but luckily, he hadn't reached that state of drunkeness... yet.
"Ne," Kouryu spoke up, breaking the irritating silence that insisted upon hanging in the air.
"Hm?"
"Why is it that you only sit and drink and talk with me?"
Koumyou let himself to think a while before finally supplying an answer as he filled Kouryu's cup again and paused before he let the solution reach the young boy's ear.
"Because...," he explained, "you are very special to me." And with that, he slowly leant forward and pushed his lips to one of Kouryu's flushed cheeks. The boy looked to him when he had pulled away, a thunderstruck appearance painted across his features but it quickly gave way to a smile.
Koumyou leant toward the boy again with a gentle smile and it was then that Kouryu remembered what he had said earlier: that when someone is drunk, it only exaggerates their emotions. It exaggerated Koumyou's emotions then as his lips came in contact with Kouryu's.
First love.
//end flashback//
*End Chapter Ten*
Wow, would you look at that? That flashback actually ended! Ah... this laptop hates me. Hates me so much. I can tell. I have a way of knowing these things....
Author Notes:
[1] Come on, everybody has seen Rurouni Kenshin. Especially the people to watch Toonami! But they edit and dub that shit to death so... oh, well. Anyway, isn't it cute when Kenshin is like drunk or something and he has little spiral eyes? Drunk, K.O.ed, confused, whatever. He's so cute. (I love Sanosuke x Kenshin!)
Sorry I have not written on this in so long. Family problems and such have kept me from writing so I have to stay up late at night to write... come on, how long can two liters of Mountain Dew last with a person like me? About ten minutes, give or take how big the glass I'm drinking out of is. Ha ha.
Please review and look forward to Chapter 11!
-Ja ne!
Author: ¤Sha¤GojyoxCho¤Hakkai¤
Date: Began March, 2003
Chapter: 10/?
Rating: Ch. #1 - 8 ~ PG - 13
Ch. #9 ~ R
Ch. #10 ~ PG - 13
Category: Romance, Angst, Blood and the like
Main Pairing(s): Gojyo x Hakkai
Kouryu x Koumyou Sanzo
Implied: Sanzo x Homura
(Please, people... don't hurt me.)
Disclaimer: Unfortunately enough for me, I do not own Gensomaden Saiyuki. All characters, names, etc. are copyrighted to Minekura Kazuya.
Warning: Shounen ai/ yaoi
Notes: None, really! Chapters are gonna move REALLY fast now because I HAVE FINISHED SCHOOL! I'M AN EIGHTH GRADER NOW! WHOOOO! Summer vacation! Sweet! And Mountain Dew to keep me up on typing hyped at night. Wish me luck! Oh, and I'm listening to Poke'mon music so don't expect anything real intense right away. Ha ha. I know that I put a lot of "mush" in here, but that's only because I am absolutely obsessed with Gojyo and Hakkai, even when I'm not typing... so... there will always be a way for them to be alone. I'm not a very sophisticated writer but give me credit. I do what I can... or what I have the will power to endure, anyway. Actually, if you look at the other authors on fanfiction.net, well, I don't have a profile, but I'm pretty young, compared to everyone else.
ANIME or MANGA?
Hello, all of my loyal readers. Well, in my opinion, you're loyal enough for me if you read all the way through the first chapter. Well, I was going through some of the manga... again... and I realized quite a few things that were different from the anime and, since I know the frustration of not being able to find the manga when you want it, I guessed I would put some things in here. For one, and from what I understand, Gonou did not kill 1,000 youkai like it was mentioned in the anime. Instead, he killed 999 youkai and was then confronted by Chin Iisou, who attacked Gonou and then while he was lying on the floor injured, he cut his wrist and poured his blood over Gonou, thus making the 1,000th youkai's blood soak its way over Gonou and transforming him into a youkai. Another thing: in the anime, Kanan was killed from her slitting her neck. Manga: She stabbed herself in the abdomen, in order to ensure that the child inside of her would die. Ah! In the manga, there is no Hakuryu. Instead, he is called Jiipu, therefore, I will follow Minekura's original and call Hakuryu Jiipu from here on. I am not positive of this, but it is a good hunch: Sanzo has two pistols, one for youkai and one for other creatures (humans, animals, etc.). I'm not sure if that is true. Actually, I'm only positive about only half of these facts. The one about Jiipu and the one about Kanan are the ones I am 100% positive about. The whole 1,000 youkai deal... 95%. Good enough, right? And as insensitive as I sounded when I wrote this, please take into consideration: Because of Saiyuki, I cry more easily than ever. I hate angst now and I want to kick Minekura Kazuya for giving her characters Hell.
Oh, look, Poke'mon is on. *watches*
PLEASE READ: If you loyal readers have read all the way up to here, you might remember that this entire thing is a flashback to when Gojyo and Hakkai discovered their undying passion for each other. Well, I have decided that I am forgetting the flashback idea. Nothing big. It's just that you won't see //end flashback// for the one that has been taking place since chapter 1. I just don't know when I could fit in //end flashback// anytime soon. Oh, well. You'll still read, right?
Alrighty, then! Chapter 10!
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Part Tenth (10/?)
"Oh, Gojyo...," Hakkai breathed into the deep night air as Gojyo's lips travelled below his waist. "Gojyo!" His hands clenched the sheets and pulled at them futily, screaming and gasping.
Gojyo rose one hand up and took Hakkai's hand in his, stroking the back of his hand in a comforting manner while his smile held everything positive about the union they were about to share.
"Gojyo...."
Gojyo woke with a start, his sweating body gleaming in the moonlight that crept through the open end of the tent. It was all a dream. Damn, he had never though of Hakkai in that way. He looked next to him. There was the sleeping Hakkai, turned to the other wall of the tent and slumbering soundly. The steady rise and fall of his form as he breathed even made Gojyo want to embrace him. How did he get back at the tent? Did he fall asleep and Hakkai carried him there? Perhaps. Hakkai is much stronger than people give him credit for.
He removed both arms from his... sleeping bag? Only one left. He looked to Hakkai again. Sure enough, the brunette had chosen to give the last sleeping bag to Gojyo and picked up a blanket for himself, settling down on the hard, cold tent floor. He folded his arms over the surface of the comforter and sighed to himself.
The rain had long since stopped pounding crazily since Hakkai and Gojyo had returned to the tent, the only evidence of it passing through were the various puddles that scattered across the ground outside and the humid, misty smell that hung insecantly in the air.
He sighed again, part in frustration at himself for thinking about Hakkai that way and part because of the sweat that had gathered over his body from laying in the same position for a while. But who could blame him? Anyone could easily see that Hakkai was one of the most attractive men alive! And, still, Gojyo remembered seeing him in his dream in the most obscene ways. But he loved him. It wasn't just lust like before, when he would sleep with any woman because he was in a good mood 'cause he won poker and his libido was high. He loved Hakkai... and that would be the reason that they would make love. Gojyo would not fuck him. He could not fuck him. Still, remembering Hakkai in that dream, with his head thrown back and his hands clenching the sheets, his legs were parted and Gojyo was inside of him. Hakkai was screaming Gojyo's name. That's what woke him up. That painful arousal that he got in his dream was too unbearable so he woke.
He looked to Hakkai again. 'Damn, he's just too gorgeous,' the half - breed thought.
The gambler decided, well, hey, he could dream, couldn't he? He settled himself into the sleeping bag and shut his eyes. He smiled in his sleep.
"Morning, Gojyo," Hakkai greeted cheerfully as he folded his blanket and picked the bundle up off of the ground, standing but keeping his eyes locked with his lover's.
"Morning...," Gojyo laughed partly to himself.
"What's so funny?"
"Nothing...."
"Is that so?"
"No. It's just that... well, last night I had the funniest dream."
"Really? What was it about?"
"You."
"Oh."
"And chocolate syrup."
"O...oh."
"Where's the saru and Mr. Wordly Monk?"
"Out by Jiipu," Hakkai took the blanket to his chest and put his head down in an attempt to hide the blush that crept onto his face when Gojyo told him about the chocolate syrup. The half - breed noticed this and stood up, advancing toward Hakkai, and planted a kiss on the brunette's forehead with an honest,
"Love ya."
"Love you, too," Hakkai beamed.
Gojyo exitted the tent and stepped into the sunlight, raising one hand to shield his eyes from the offending rays. "So," he addressed the others, "what's on the schedule for today? We hittin' any towns?"
"We may be able to find one by dusk," Sanzo replied in his monotone.
"Great, 'cause I'm aching to sleep in a real bed already." He felt guilty suddenly. Hakkai had given him the sleeping bag and slept on the ground and he had not complained, yet here was Gojyo whining to sleep in a bed. He looked back to the tent, but only to see that Hakkai was finishing gathering the last few things up from inside the tent, walking past the entry, which had been unzipped for a little fresh air, every few seconds.
"Right, Gojyo?" Goku asked.
"Uwah? What was that? I wasn't listening, saru."
"I said, 'You and Hakkai are getting seperate beds because you broke up.'" He paused. "Right?"
"Uh...." Gojyo shot a glare to Sanzo, who only snickered darkly and shrugged slightly. "Yeah. We broke up." He went with it for the sake of argument.
"You're turning all red!" Goku blurted out and pointed a finger right in the middle of Gojyo's face.
"Leave me alone, bakasaru!"
"Why should I, akagokiburi!? I just wanna know the truth!"
"Well, you ain't getting it from me!"
"Will you two shut your traps!?" Sanzo cried, kicking the saru and nearly cracking Gojyo's skull with his fan.
Hakkai laughed slightly to himself as he picked up the burnt out candle and gathered it with the other things. For one reason or another, he always loved to hear those fights. They seemed to be normal now. If they weren't happening, either Gojyo or Goku had fallen asleep or something, Hakkai felt uneasy. Maybe he would ask them a question to get them awake again. Not that he completely enjoyed the quarrels, but something inside of him said that they were a necessity of everyday life for him. Plus, they were downright hilarious.
Gojyo and Goku were chasing each other around Jiipu by the time Hakkai exitted the tent with all of the extra things packed safely away in a medium sized bag, which he deposited in the back of the vehicle.
"Sanzo, will you help me take down the tent?"
"Sure."
The stakes were pulled from the ground and Hakkai reached inward to pull the central pillar out, causing the tarp to collapse. They folded it up until it ended up in Sanzo's hands, who of course, handed it to Hakkai, who tucked it neatly away underneath the driver's seat in Jiipu.
"I swear, they bicker like children," Sanzo muttered under his breath.
"Who says they're any different?" Hakkai laughed and opened the driver's door, sitting in and then waving for Gojyo and Goku to hop in the back so they could start off. Neither of them complied. Hakkai pushed the break petal up and began driving away at a slow pace to get their attention,
"Hey! Hakkai! Don't leave without us!" both of them yelped and began chasing after the vehicle as its speed increased gradually. Sooner or later, both of them were sprinting to catch up to the other two members of the group and it was then that Hakkai decided to slow down. Goku climbed in the back but Gojyo came around to Hakkai, panting from the running and reached out with one hand, flicking Hakkai on the forehead.
"Don't do that!" he smiled.
"Oh, come, now. I needed a way to get your attention. Plus, it might teach you something about fighting instead of packing!"
Gojyo sighed and took his seat in the back of Jiipu (even though there are no back seats in Jiipu).
"Alright, then," Hakkai concluded. "We're off."
* * *
2 weeks later
"Holy shit! I had no idea!" Gojyo exclaimed as he set his glass down on the bar table. "I never knew that about you, Sanzo," he teased.
"Shut up, already," Sanzo growled, ignoring the others.
"No, really, saying those things in your sleep."
"Yeah!" Goku continued with the story he was telling. "He says this one name over and over again, too."
"Oh, really, now?" Gojyo smirked. "Aw, does our wittle Sanzo have a cwush? Ne, saru, what was the name?"
"I think it was Homura." "Homura? Who's Homura, Sanzo?" Gojyo pointed a finger in Sanzo's face. "Some secret lover?"
"I seriously have no idea," Sanzo muttered.
"Excuse me, sir," a young waitress pardoned from behind the monk. "Sorry for interrupting but how will you be paying for your drink?"
Sanzo sighed in frustration as he dug around in one of his sleeves until out came... cash. Enough cash to cover the bill anyway.
"Yo, what happened to the Gold Card?" Gojyo inquired when the waitress had counted the money carefully and thanked them, walking away.
"Specifically, I dunno," Sanzo began, "but Hakkai wanted to borrow it for something. He begged the living shit out of me so I finally let him. You know the way he gets when he really wants to do something. All the 'please' and shit like that."
"What could he want it for? Didn't we find a hotel earlier when we came in here?"
"Go see for yourself," Sanzo took another drink from the near empty beer can he had in his hand and pointed to the doorway of the small bar with his other hand.
"Eh? Hakkai!" Gojyo exclaimed and pushed his chair back, nearly sprinting to the healer at the entrance to the drinkery. "So, where have you been? Haven't seen you since we found the hotel!"
"I, erm...," Hakkai stammered and blushed for some reason. "I kind of... made another little reservation... besides the hotel I mean."
"What? Where?"
"Um... Gojyo?"
"Yes?"
"Will you have dinner with me tonight? I know it's wierd what we did before and this is actually the first time we'll go out, but --"
"Say no more," Gojyo interupted but then offered a tender smile that made the brunette's heart melt. "Of course I will."
"Alright," Hakkai said and smiled.
A raspy laugh was hacked over the topside of the table beside the doorway as one of the men sitting there remarked with an obscene gesture to the happy couple in the doorway, "Ah, look, couple of fags making din revs."
Hakkai's hands few over his mouth and his eyes grew wide. Fags? What in the world?
"Aw, so sweet," another man at the table scoffed rather harshly with a tone of voice that would scare any child into running to their guardians. Not to mention his smile was full of holes.
"I - I - I... I," Hakkai couldn't speak even to defend himself that time. How could someone make such cruel observations over their relationship like that? What were they?
"Oi," Gojyo slammed one fist over the top of the table that the men were sitting at. "Don't be sayin' shit like that to my koi and me."
"Oh, your koi, mister?" a woman sauntered over to the table and took her seat over the top with a manner of gestures that Gojyo would have normally taken as a hint of 'let's get upstairs 'cause I know you want me' but Gojyo rejected the invitation and with a pout, the woman continued, "Never thought that a guy like you would end up with a guy like that." She looked over toward Hakkai with a glare that would have sent him running but his feet were glued to the ground until they could have the matter settled out.
"What's wrong with him?" Gojyo asked and took Hakkai's hand in his own, giving a reassuring sqeeze before continuing, "Shit, do I even know you?"
"Nah, but all my friends tell me about you. You're real good."
"Look, I'm not that kinda guy anymore."
"What!? Why not!?"
"Because...," Gojyo looked over to Hakkai's face, which had become a little more relaxed when the half - breed took his hand in his and stated, "because I was never in love with any of your 'friends'. I found love. You leave it alone."
"Oh, but come on! All gay guys want is gay sex with other gay guys!"
"You leave them alone!" a voice from behind all of them sounded with a determined air and a girl stepped forth with an apron on and a bandana on her head, quite young to be working at the bar.
Hakkai stared at her in disbelief before finally murmuring, "Sh - Shitagaki!"
Shi averted her attention to the men and the woman sitting on and at the table for the moment and resumed yelling to them, even though the bar was dead silent, "My God, if I had a buck for everytime someone tried to screw up a perfect relaionship! Just because you're 'normal' in your opinion doesn't mean everyone else has ta be! Damn! So what if they're in love with each other? What would you get out of it if you changed them!?"
"But, it's just --" the woman began.
"Just nothing. Answer the question!"
"But --!"
"I don't hear an answer!"
"Nothing," she muttered.
"Can't hear you!"
"Nothing!" she yelled back.
"Good! Now don't make anymore trouble," she gestured to the entrance of the bar. "Get out of my bar!"
After vacating the area, all of the men and the woman were then banned, by Shi, to never return again, but one would not leave without a final farewell to the couple being insulted and he turned to Hakkai, pointed a finger to him and said, "I'll be back for Gojyo. Count on it."
The brunette needed to brush the threat out of his thoughts as quick as possible else he become more frightened than he was before.
"Damn, really!" Shi cursed and scratched her head with a finger. "I still don't get it why people think that gays are so wrong.... Then again, I don't see why everyone hates Michael Jackson, either."
Gojyo: "Who's Michael Jackson?"
"Nevermind. Look, I'm really sorry for how those bastards acted towards you guys. They won't come back into this bar until you leave. I swear on it." She offered a smile.
"Thank you. But I don't understand...," Hakkai said. "How did you get here? I thought you lived back in the... other... town."
"My family runs a variety of bars over this part of China. Travel's fast, you know, that kinda shit. Good thing I decided to visit my aunt today."
They all arrived at the designated hotel late that night, near midnight, due to a certain two unnamed and unimportant individuals (otherwise known as Gojyo and Sanzo) desiring to grab a "few" drinks at the local bar.
"Are you sure that you'll be alright, Sanzo?" Hakkai inquired as the monk and brown - haired teenager had just entered their room.
"Yeah, fine. Shut up already."
"Well, I know that if I room with Gojyo, I'll be able to tend to him, so..."
Sanzo shut the door.
Hakkai: "Alright, then." He smiled and turned to Gojyo, who opened the door to their room and invited him in.
Sanzo lay down on the bed covers of the seemingly uncomfortable hotel bed. After about ten minutes of the saru complainging about it being too hot, he rose from his bed and with an irritated air, practically tore open the window, letting the musky night air roam free in the hotel room. Next thing he knew, Goku was asleep in the other hotel bed beside his. The monk hiccuped. He folded down the top part of his robe to reveal his black bodysuit and situated himself underneath the covers of his bed.
"Damn, it's not like I've never drunk before," Sanzo muttered to himself when he remembered Hakkai's worried tone that was taken.
An extremely small smile spread across his face at the thought of a rare pleasant memory of his earlier years. He could still remember the feeling of the wooden floor against his knees and the clink of the sake bottles as they klanked together. And the honey - sweet voice that spoke to him in a soothing manner...
Sanzo found himself remembering the first time he found love....
//flashback//
"Did you know, Kouryu," Koumyou Sanzo began as he beckoned the young boy to take a seat next to him, "when someone drinks too much, it only exaggerates emotions?"
Being himself, the young Kouryu didn't seem to care but he sat down in a formal fashion next to the elder and listened.
Koumyou was one of the only people that really ever did care for Kouryu. He and Seiyuu were really the only people that would talk to him without giving a disgusted response through facial expression or a terrible insult. They were like family to him, because he had no one else. He never did, ever since he could remember.
A tiny sake cup was pressed into Kouryu's hand. Koumyou smiled at the boy's inquizitive face but proceeded in filling the tiny cup with sake.
"I don't think tonight is a good one for dri - -," Kouryu began but was halted gently by a fingertip to his lips.
"You know you want to." Koumyou smiled. He took a sip from his own tiny glass of sake and leant against the paper paned wall gently, letting a light sigh escape from his lips.
Kouryou stared to the clear liquid in his cup for a moment before deciding to drink.
It was later still, somewhere deep into late evening and both of them were still sitting together, sharing drinks. Kouryu's cheeks were red as if a blush had crept quietly across them as he leant against the wall behind them, merely staring at the ceiling. If he lost enough sanity, he would wind up with spiralled eyes like Himura Kenshin [1], but luckily, he hadn't reached that state of drunkeness... yet.
"Ne," Kouryu spoke up, breaking the irritating silence that insisted upon hanging in the air.
"Hm?"
"Why is it that you only sit and drink and talk with me?"
Koumyou let himself to think a while before finally supplying an answer as he filled Kouryu's cup again and paused before he let the solution reach the young boy's ear.
"Because...," he explained, "you are very special to me." And with that, he slowly leant forward and pushed his lips to one of Kouryu's flushed cheeks. The boy looked to him when he had pulled away, a thunderstruck appearance painted across his features but it quickly gave way to a smile.
Koumyou leant toward the boy again with a gentle smile and it was then that Kouryu remembered what he had said earlier: that when someone is drunk, it only exaggerates their emotions. It exaggerated Koumyou's emotions then as his lips came in contact with Kouryu's.
First love.
//end flashback//
*End Chapter Ten*
Wow, would you look at that? That flashback actually ended! Ah... this laptop hates me. Hates me so much. I can tell. I have a way of knowing these things....
Author Notes:
[1] Come on, everybody has seen Rurouni Kenshin. Especially the people to watch Toonami! But they edit and dub that shit to death so... oh, well. Anyway, isn't it cute when Kenshin is like drunk or something and he has little spiral eyes? Drunk, K.O.ed, confused, whatever. He's so cute. (I love Sanosuke x Kenshin!)
Sorry I have not written on this in so long. Family problems and such have kept me from writing so I have to stay up late at night to write... come on, how long can two liters of Mountain Dew last with a person like me? About ten minutes, give or take how big the glass I'm drinking out of is. Ha ha.
Please review and look forward to Chapter 11!
-Ja ne!