Timeline: Set somewhere after Rikudou but before Homura.
Category: Yaoi/Slash. Angst. SanzoxHakkai.
Summary: It's raining again and Sanzo feels like he's drowning.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these bishounens, no matter how much I want to. Just having a little bit of innocent fun. It's only my second fic, be kind!
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"Sanzo?"
Baka. Why did he have to come in and spoil the mood? Can't those idiots sense that he wanted to be left alone? Right now more than ever, he just wanted to be alone.
"Sanzo, I brought some tea and sandwiches for you. You didn't come down for dinner and I thought..."
A roll of thunder followed by a flash of lightning marked the silhouette of a slender man sitting at the edge of a narrow bed. Wisps of smoke floated across the darkened room from the cigarette dangling from his mouth. The room smelled of despair.
A hesitant step forward, and then a few more. A small round tray carefully balanced on an unobtrusive side table otherwise occupied by an overflowing ashtray. This close one could feel the waves of sadness radiating from the only other man in the room.
Hakkai sighed.
"I'll just leave these here, Sanzo ne?"
A barely audible grunt was the only answer.
Hakkai knew better than to push it. Sanzo in one of his moods is prickly to say the least but even for him, this kind of brooding is rare. Perhaps Goyjo is right and they should just leave the monk alone to sort it out on his own. But then again, Hakkai would not be Hakkai if he didn't at least try to do something about it.
Sanzo could sense Hakkai still lingering in the room. His fingers twitched at the urge to grab his gun and threatened the insolent baka to get the hell out but thought better of it. Hakkai was not a threat. His mere presence was soothing but then again, that was Hakkai for you. He can't help it. It was simply the way he is.
"Are you going to stand there all night?" Sanzo frowned. It did not come out as menacing as he wanted it to.
"Iie."
A dip in the bed indicated that Hakkai was taking a seat somewhere to Sanzo's left. His frown deepened. He did not mention that Hakkai could sit this close to him. That baka was taking entirely too much liberty with his simple invitation. If it were either that stupid kappa or that baka saru he would have kicked them off in a heartbeat. But this was just Hakkai. Hakkai was safe.
"It's been raining all day now," Hakkai said conversationally.
"Hnnh."
"It certainly looks like we're caught in the middle of a storm, eh Sanzo?"
Silence.
"But that's okay. It can't rain forever. Tomorrow the sun will shine and then everything will seem brighter."
"Or it could rain forever and we could all drown," Sanzo drawled sarcastically. Damn that Hakkai and his blind optimism.
"No, you won't," deceptively slim fingers held his shoulders in a steely grasp. Sanzo found himself forcefully turned to face the man sitting beside him. There was no smile on that face right now.
"I won't let that happen to you, Sanzo. Neither will Goku. Not even Goyjo."
"I don't need your goddamn pity!" Sanzo tried to ineffectually pull out of Hakkai's grasp. If anything, those slender fingers seem to tighten their grip almost painfully.
"Pity? Do you really think that what either of us feel for you is pity?"
"I don't care what either of you think of me as long as you leave me alone!" Sanzo was getting desperate. Hakkai's closeness was bringing unwanted warmth and he didn't want to deal with that right now. Hakkai is not safe under those conditions. In fact, Hakkai can be downright dangerous.
Sanzo struggled earnestly for a few more seconds before Hakkai released him. When Hakkai spoke next his voice was full of sorrow.
"Is it me that you're afraid of Sanzo?"
Afraid? Genjo Sanzo was not afraid of anything! How dare Hakkai even suggest it. He really should give Hakkai a piece of his mind but... Hakkai was looking at him right now with that knowing expression on his face and Sanzo knew, he just knew, that he didn't have to explain himself to Hakkai. Didn't have to hide. Hakkai saw him for what he really is and Hakkai understood that once in a while even he, the great Genjo Sanzo Houshi, needs someone to look out for him too.
"It's just the rain," Sanzo stated flatly.
"Hai," Hakkai agreed. "It's just rain," and he closed in the distance between them.
As Hakkai's lips descended on his, Sanzo felt himself surrender to the moment. This is alright. After all, its just Hakkai.
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A/N: I know the situation has been played only about a few hundred times now and believe me, I wasn't even planning to publish this in the first place. But then I figured, what the heck, right? There's going to be a continuation on this from Hakkai's POV.