Written for pyro-angel in my request a drabble post on my journal.
This is my first Saiyuki fic, so please forgive me for any Out Of Characterness. Please give me tips on how to improve my characterization.
I don't own Saiyuki. Which is good, because otherwise everyone would be out of character.
Gojyo pushed the cigarette from one side of his mouth to the other, surveying the other person in front of him with amusment on his face.
"Not bad," he finally said after a few seconds, grinning.
"Why did you make me do this?" his friend muttered, embarrassed.
"Because I was bored. Besides, you make a very beautiful woman, Hakkai."
"Ha, bloody, ha. You're going to pay for this."
"Oh, I'm so intimidated by the man in the dress."
"And the make-up," Hakkai snapped. Gojyo chuckled, and Hakkai groaned, before squirming. "What are these panties for? They're uncomfortable!"
"It's kinky, and you know it," Gojyo said, grinning, and Hakkai glared.
"Come. Sit,' Gojyo cooed, patting his lap.
"Now you're going too far."
"You said you'd do whatever I'd tell you to because you to Goku that I ate his lunch, remember?"
Hakkai muttered something that sounded suspiciously like 'stupid Jeep', before sitting on Gojyo's lap.
"You know I normally only go for woman, but I think you can pass as one tonight," he purred, kissing Hakkai's jaw.
"Gojyo!" Hakkai cried, pushing him away.
"Come on! Do you want to get out of those uncomfortable panties or not?"
Hakkai sighed heavily, before relaxing.
"Fine. But you are going to be the woman next time."
Con Crit more than welcome. Flames will be mocked.
