Date finished: 04 April 2002

Title: Yours Am I?
Series: Gensomaden Saiyuki
Pairing: Hakkai + Sanzo / Sanzo + Hakkai (Just for this part)
Category: Humor, PWP fluff
Status: 2/?
Warning: PG-13 for the shounen-ai theme, language and hentai stuff.
A/N: Finally, part 2.

'--denotes thoughts--', /--denotes emphasis--/

Standard disclaimers apply.

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"Yours Am I?"
by Fall

Part 2 - "The password is: 'Monkeyshines'!"

Gojyo's eyes glittered with amusement as he stood in the shadows of an edifice across the inn. He watched as the monk stepped out, sun-kissed hair shimmering in daylight, cautiously looking around as if he was suspicious of being spied on. It was an amusing sight, seeing Genjo Sanzo looking so edgy that Gojyo could have sworn he was up to no good.

'If I didn't know better, the bozu is about to engage in some malicious activity that he doesn't want anyone to know of.'

Gojyo smirked as he watched the monk's face change several times from annoyance to impatience and then into one of his murdering looks before shifting back into annoyance, and so forth. He repeated this for several times until the half-youkai was stifling a yawn in utter boredom with the monk's predictability.

Finally, after much inner debate, Sanzo stiffly walked towards the other end of the road, looking as if he was itching to gun down the first person who will ask where he was going. 'Not a nice prospect, thank you very much.' Gojyo waited until he was hidden from the other's view before coming out of his own hiding place.

'Now, for plan number one,' He muttered, entering the room shared by Sanzo and Hakkai. His eyes roamed around its four corners, taking in the untouched atmosphere that pervaded around him. There was no available evidence that something happened last night, except for the fact that two men were sharing one large bed. 'Leave it to Hakkai for any subtleness.' Rolling his eyes, he took out several items from the rucksack he was carrying and laid them down into the canvas bag that he assumed held Sanzo's things.

"This is too easy," He smirked, making sure that the thing he was planting inside Sanzo's pack was hidden from first glance. "The baka saru would lose to me, I'm sure of --"

He paused for a moment, having seen something strange in the bag.

"I had no idea the bozu has a thing for / bondage / ..." Gojyo said dryly, as he held up a long steel chain, several heavy pad locks, a set of handcuffs, a key ring with several keys, long strips of torn cloth, and a small vial that contains a clear liquid that suspiciously smell like...

"A sleeping drug?"

Finely shaped crimson eyebrows shot up in surprise as he held the vial within his hand. "Yare-yare, and here I was, believing that Sanzo is pretty unreceptive to Hakkai's ministrations." A suggestive grin lit up his handsome features. Oh, he was a devil all right, and what a damn intelligent one he was.

Immediately, he took out what he has planted inside the bag and laid it all out onto the bed. He rummaged around for a bit of paper to wrap them in and wrote a large "Strictly for Genjo Sanzo ONLY" on top. He laid the parcel on the desk beside the ash tray and went out whistling in the highest of spirits.

"He owes me one, big time."

***

They've been walking for hours under the hot summer sun, going through each of the stalls that sold food at the town square. By now, Hakkai was holding two full shopping bags, while each of his arms had one plastic bag dangling from it. In the midst of his, "Hakkai! Over there!", Goku stole a quick look from the brunette youkai, feeling a little bit guilty at the way things were going. Although he would've let his friend rest for a while, it was essential that he should distract Hakkai for a long time; so resting was out of the question.

'Gomen, but this is for you and Sanzo.'

Struggling to juggle his own bags, he quickly led the way over to a stall that held...

"All kinds of liquors, the best there is at a bargain price!" The owner was saying, obviously promoting his stock to a bunch of men that had crowded around him.

"Goku, what are we doing in a stall like this?" Hakkai asked. He was wondering why Goku had led him here, when there was a pork bun stall on the left, and a chow mien stall on the right. Regardless of the fact that all the grocery they were both carrying consisted of food, food, and more food.

"Ne, Hakkai..." Goku fidgeted, innocent golden eyes going round as he asked Hakkai. "Why don't we buy some for Sanzo?"

Hakkai smiled at that. Despite his love of food, the boy had thought of Sanzo. An image came to his mind, of himself and Sanzo drinking away the night, with the monk ending up wasted in his arms, red lips parted and wanting...

He smiled down at Goku and said, "Hai, I think we should buy some for Sanzo."

"Yosh!" And inwardly, Goku was beaming with satisfaction. 'Hah! Plan A is going as good as I expected.'

"And we should buy some for Gojyo too," Hakkai added as an afterthought. After all, the half-youkai will only complain why he wasn't bought any, and he would surely vent it all out by making Hakkai uncomfortable with all his off-hand comments.

He didn't see the look of resignation on Goku's face as he went to talk to the stall's owner.

'Why do I have to carry some liquor for Gojyo?' Goku inwardly grumbled.

And then he was distracted as he saw a familiar head of gold heading towards a stall down the other end of the square. He watched as the gold headed, sutra wearing, scowling holy man exchanged hurried words with the old woman who tended the place and was handed a piece of something small and thin, wrapped in paper. Abruptly as he'd emerged from the thick crowd, he disappeared once again just as Goku was asking himself...

"What did Sanzo / buy / ?"

"Sumimasen for waiting, Goku. The stall owner had engaged me into a long and interesting talk about where he got his stock and how he was unrivaled in this town. Shall we go now?"

Goku was careful not to show his confusion as he nodded cheerfully to Hakkai and picked up several bottles of vodka and wine. He continued his charade of jauntiness, until they passed by the stall where he'd seen Sanzo stop by moments ago.

"Ne, Hakkai, what do you buy that is as thin as a paper?" Goku blurted out.

"As thin as a paper? Hmm, let me see. Either it's an extremely thin slice of anything or maybe it / was / paper that was bought." Hakkai deliberately dropped the word "small" from his answer.

"But you don't buy paper while exchanging hurried whispers and looking wary, do you?"

'Yare-yare desu ne,' Hakkai thought, as he surveyed Goku's persistent queries. The boy must have seen Sanzo and his transaction. He too had seen it, but as he can school his features into an impassive one, it wasn't apparent. He must think of some answer to satisfy the boy's curiosity without giving away Sanzo.

"Of course I don't. But don't you think that sometimes you have to exchange hurried whispers to someone selling paper because you're really in a hurry and you don't wish to waste your voice? It happens because there are some who have an apparent dislike being seen buying things." He knew it was a lame answer, but he hope it will suffice.

"Like Sanzo does?" Goku quipped, thinking that Hakkai was rather talking in riddles. Well, Goku would rather be answered directly.

"If you see it that way." Hakkai chuckled, privately hoping that the boy will drop this subject. "Goku, what would you like to have for lunch today?"

And this effectively stopped any further questions from Son Goku.

***

Outside, he was the epitome of coolness as he stepped inside the room he shares with Hakkai. But internally, he was quite wary with everything that made a sound. He'd seen Hakkai at the town square, but he was sure that his lover had never noticed his brief presence there, or at least, did not know what he'd done.

But it sure made his temper flare considerably at the disgusting thought that he'd felt a little tense as he carried out his transaction, with Hakkai just a few meters away from him.

And it did not help that he should meet the ero kappa on his way back, each arm being held by a woman on either side. He didn't like the smug grin that was on his face as they passed each other.

"Flaunting your virility around? I would willingly read sutras for the souls of your would-be victims, free of charge." Sanzo had remarked in a bored tone.

"You would? Why arigato, Sanzo-sama. I would repay your kindness by teaching you how to perform the art of mating, without the process called force. After all, a Sanzo must be innocent when it comes to worldly pleasures." And the women he was with giggled at his response, albeit they were a little shocked at first when they realized he was talking to a monk, a Sanzo at that.

"Omae o korosu." Sanzo muttered, pinning Gojyo with a glare that could have rivaled Medusa's and turned Gojyo not only into a stone, but into a mass of finely ground half-youkai meat.

"The feeling's mutual," Gojyo retorted back, a self-satisfied smirk firmly in place as he turned to his companions. "Come ladies, we must head to our private utopia and proceed to engage in a / productive activity /."

Genjo Sanzo could only glare and utter several curses as he walked down the road to the inn they were staying at.

'And now, to give life to this / stupid / idea.'

He walked over to the bed and dumped the thin parcel he had bought earlier. He immediately took the contents, crushed and stuffed them into a vial, which in turn he placed inside a fold of his robes. Dumping the evidence underneath several trashes in the bin, he proceeded to unpack his bag. He must finish this before Hakkai and Goku comes back from shopping, which he thought was an extremely long one since they've been gone for hours now.

A rather cold smirk was on his face as he thought of how stupid the rest of his companions were, and how tonight, he would have just one, hard-earned, well-deserved --

"Kisama!" Sanzo suddenly cursed aloud. A parcel on top of the end table had distracted him and caught his attention. He tore the paper off it and saw to his utter annoyance...

Several magazines with suggestive pictures of men and women in the most seductive poses on the cover.[1] It wouldn't have been infuriating at all if it weren't for the magazine on top of the pile which flashed these words to him in big, red bold letters:

"SPECIAL FEATURE INSIDE! TIPS AND TRICKS FROM THE GURU TO ACHIEVE SEXUAL GRATIFICATION WHEN YOU'RE HAVING SEX WITH THE SAME GENDER!"

And the next one made the nerves in his head tick dangerously:

"DON'T RESORT TO FORCE! THERE'S A WAY! SEE INSIDE ON HOW TO TREAT YOUR PARTNER THE RIGHT WAY."

He could only think of one, idiotic person who would do such a thing. This was someone who strutted around town with his sexual prowess plastered all over his face. A half-breed with cockroach-like antennas protruding from his head. The utterly exasperating person with an asinine mind whose only talents include exhibiting around women, bullying Goku, flirting with Hakkai, and wasting his precious temper. And his prized bullets are not even counted, as well as the way his wrist muscles get worked up everyday due to the perennial need for his harisen.

Now he knew the reason behind the bastard's smug grin. Did he think Sanzo would be indebted to him for this? To hell with the kappa -- he does his own / giving / dammit, he did not need any help, and he is absolutely / not / a hard-up horny man who uses force to get into someone's pants. By all crap and absurdity in this world, he was a / man / who can make Hakkai writhe delightfully in his arms.

"I'll get you for this, Sha Gojyo. Through hell and back, I'll get you for this." He was very much insulted, and he hated it. When Genjo Sanzo is slighted, he doesn't get angry -- he gets even.

- End part 2

TBC...

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[1] This is to say that magazines were available in the Saiyuki timeline. I mean, what the heck, Nii Jen Yi uses a laptop, Sanzo drinks Heineken and smokes Marlboro, and Kougaiji had this screen that looked like a cinematic one in episode 4 where he watched the Sanzo-ikkou in their previous fights. So I think it's quite justifiable for me to imagine that they had magazines then. Humor me, will you?

A/N: Remember what I said on the first part? That this was supposed to be a sequel to "Beautiful Stranger"? Well forget that. As far as I see, this will not turn into another of my angst stories. The characters would not follow my angst-plot-ridden mind and I want to explore a different prospect.

Gojyo will be as hentai, cunning and provocative as he could be; Goku is the innocent-but-cunning perpetrator; Sanzo is Sanzo, with the question hovering over him if he will be an instigator or the victim; and as for Hakkai, it seems he will enjoy all this.

Constructive review comments and criticisms are welcome.