Challenge: #40 - Classic Novels (100roadtrips on LJ)
Pairings: one-sided 58, 38
Rating: PG-13 (for suggested sex in the last one)
Words: 100 each
Warnings: Angst (Argh! So much angst!), Yaoi, and OOCness
AN: Taking the Classic Novels challenge and running with it again, full-angst ahead. Follows Hans Christian Anderson's "The Little Mermaid," not Disney's remake (although I really, really wanted a happy ending!)
"Lost Voice"
They stopped at a river earlier in the day, bathing, washing, and generally enjoying themselves. Gojyo watched Hakkai as he scrubbed their clothes, hands glistening with soap and sunshine, sleeves rolled back to reveal tender-yet-strong arms, and Gojyo realized it was love.
An odd moment with no correlation to his emotions, but it didn't change the fact.
A sudden rainstorm took them by surprise and the wet, chilly ride to the next town left Gojyo with a cold and laryngitis. Not that he wanted to say anything about his afternoon epiphany, but now Gojyo had an excuse to stay silent.
- - - - -
"Sharp Knives"
Three weeks passed and Gojyo said little of consequence to Hakkai. While his voice had returned, Gojyo's words and nerve both disappeared.
Still, he tried to show his feelings through his actions. Gojyo distracted the monkey when he whined too much before meals and used something beside old beer cans for ashtrays. He even carried more than his share of supplies when Jeep grew too exhausted, forcing them to walk ten miles to the next town.
And, although every step felt like he was treading on sharp knives that evening, Gojyo still followed Hakkai to the market when he asked.
- - - - -
"Almost Love"
They
drank all night, the evening dull, before Hakkai's expression became
wistful. Gojyo noticed but hid behind a huge smile and the beer in his
hand. He hated that look; it usually meant Hakkai had the past on his
mind. Nothing as serious as Kanan, but things far more recent.
Salvation and Sanzo.
Always Sanzo, Sanzo, Sanzo.
Oh, Gojyo knew conversation would turn towards him and how he was dear to Hakkai for being by his side, despite being rather quiet this past month.
As long as Hakkai kept his distance from Sanzo, Gojyo was more than glad to stay.
- - - - -
"Sea Foam"
Sanzo and Hakkai retired early to sulk away the storm-soaked evening. Trying to be kind, Gojyo took Goku to dinner, but spent the meal thinking of the inn and how lonely Hakkai's single room must have felt right then.
After dinner, he went to find him.
The door was closed, locked. Gojyo raised his hand but didn't knock. The noises inside, the grunts and groans and moans and, dammit all, the names being called, he recognized them.
Of course he did.
Gojyo felt thin, insubstantial, like sugar sweets left in the rain.
Like foam spread and lost upon the sea.
-fin-