Title: Vice Versa
Date: 24 November 2004
Author: Sariyuki
Notes: I'm so sorry for the delay. I finally experienced what people call "a writer's block". Oh yay. Once again, thank you everyone for reading and reviewing. Cheers...!
Additional notes: This one is for you, Nikoru Sanzo :)
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"H-a-k-k-a-i..."
Sanzo pronounced each letter of the name with venomous precision as if to seal the fate of its owner. Every syllable dripped with the promise of dreadful vengeance and...
A head appeared in the doorway. "Yes?"
Sanzo's head turned around, faster than the speed of light.
"Did you just call me, Sanzo?"
Sanzo glared at the inquiring face. "I didn't know if eavesdropping was one of your hobbies."
Hakkai stepped inside the room, taking care to balance the tray of empty glasses he had on his right hand. "Now, now, Sanzo. I was just walking past our room when I heard you calling my name."
Sanzo didn't reply but the look on his face said quite a lot of things. Hakkai sighed in defeat. "Alright, tell me what have I done this time? I seem to be getting on your nerves these days."
"I want you to stop all this moony eyes business," snapped Sanzo to the point.
Hakkai put down the tray on the table and raised one elegant eyebrow. "But I wasn't the one who –"
"I don't care!"
There was a glint of annoyance passing on Hakkai's eyes. Sanzo was beginning to get on his nerves. "Fine," he said, leaving out his usual amiable tone. "But this is just so typical of you."
"What?" barked Sanzo, standing up to glower more menacingly at Hakkai. "Typical of me?" He took a step closer to the green eyed man.
Hakkai narrowed his eyes dangerously. He was getting angry now. This was getting too much. "Let go of my arm, Sanzo," he warned quietly. No one should dare to mess up with him in this mode, not if he or she wanted to see another day without losing any appendage.
Sanzo wasn't even fazed by the dangerous vibes that were radiating from the man in front of him. Something else was apparently occupying the whole of his mind. "Typical, huh?" he spat the word. "I'll show you NOT typical then."
He gripped Hakkai's arm even tighter.
"Sanzo, I'm warning yoummh-!"
Hakkai's eyes went wide as his arm was jerked forward and his mouth was clamped up by Sanzo's. What the?
It ended as quickly as it started but it surely had the desired effect to Sanzo's satisfaction. He smirked when he saw the stupefied expression on the usually calm man. He let go of his hold on the man's arm. Red mark was visible on the pale skin, which he had clutched so tightly before.
Hakkai got a grip of himself and then he sighed rather dramatically, "So this is what it's all about..."
"What are you talking about?" Sanzo shot an annoyed look.
"I understand now," his knowing smile was slowly appearing on his face. "You were not bothered by me making moony eyes at you. You were bothered because I did not make moony eyes at you. Yes?"
"Absolutely not!"
"Sanzo, being in denial doesn't help matters."
"Shut up!"
"Even now," Hakkai's smile couldn't get any wider. "You're making moony eyes at me, yes?"
"Fuck you, Hakkai."
Hakkai took the forgotten tray back in his hand and strode towards the door, completely ignoring the fuming monk. "Ah," he said, definitely in a much better mood than he was earlier. "That could easily be arranged, yes?"
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