Just Some Random Saiyuki Thoughts

Just Some Random Saiyuki Thoughts

Vanilla

Disclaimer: I do not own Saiyuki. It belongs to Minekura Kazuya.

A/N: This is in Gojyo's POV and the italics don't mean anything special.

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I miss you lovely Vanilla. You are on my mind everyday no matter what others thought about you and me together.

For those of you who are wondering as too who I'm referring too. Let me explain how out relationship had to be broken because of a misunderstanding.

Terrible.

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Like every other day, we, the Sanzo-ikkou, were doing out normal routine: Drive for a while, find a town, find a restaurant to eat, get a room to stay in later, sleep after making much noise and disturbance for the other residences and then set off into the west in the morning. Normal, huh?

The thing that I hated most about this day was that it was fucking hot. The heat's a wonderful extra requirement when you feel like having sweaty, yet passionate, sex, but not when you are traveling in a jeep with a mom, a monkey and a girly priest, that happen to be all males. Because of them, I haven't seen or touched a chick for a while.

Hitting on them and touching is different by the way. Only true perverts will understand. So no questioning me.

We arrived in a decent restaurant with decent women, but none seemed to be really my type. Hakuryu turned into his little dragon form and sat upon Hakkai's shoulder to rest. I was so envious of that dumb dragon having somewhere to relax, with shade from Hakkai's big head, while I had to walk in this repulsive weather!

Little prick.

We dragged our lazy asses to the restaurant that didn't have air conditioner. It was terrible, but it was too hot for us to take the time to look for another, and Hakuryu wasn't going to transform and let us drive him. So searching was out of the picture. We just settled to this lame place to eat till our hearts' content. At least for Goku and me. Sanzo doesn't believe in eating and Hakkai just nibbles on his food. I don't see how they can survive like that. That's like me surviving without a girl in sight.

Terrible.

When the food arrived, Goku was being his usually hyper self and practically attacking the food so he can eat it. He acted as though they were going to fight back or run away. In this heat. I don't think so.

Something like that is not good for my complexion and sanity.

As for me, I ordered some icy ice cream. I was too drenched in sweat to attempt fighting for food. Even eating for that matter, so I just settled down to the cooling wonders of ice cream.

Ah, yes. The wonders that ice cream can do to cool of a person's body.

God dammit, seeing that damn monkey all hyper made me feel hot. Not hot sexually, of course. Nothing sexual can be freed from seeing that monkey.

I'm taking a cold shower as soon as I get to my room that I pray that I don't have to share with Goku. How the hell does he take it?

At least Hakkai and Sanzo weren't do things to make me feel this excruciating heat. I think… They better not be.

I turned my face straight ahead so I was facing the wall, but my eyes looking to the side to see Hakkai and Sanzo. I can't have them catching me staring at them. They may take it wrong.

Hakkai was placing a wet rag on Hakuryu to cool off the steaming dragon. That's what that bastardly dragon gets for not walking and thinking he has the right to place himself on Hakkai's shoulders, thus making me envious. Damn, now seeing that wet rag being placed on him made me envious again.

Little prick. Again!

I feel a sudden high sense of immaturity from envying that dragon. Not good.

Well, I'm done with Hakkai; now for Sanzo. Let's see what that highly priest is doing. I'm turned to look at that filthy priest and to my amazement; he wasn't smoking and reading that paper. He was just… sitting there. Not much amusement in watching him. I wasn't overheating from watching him. I'm grateful for something done by him.

The world is truly coming to an end.

Ah, screw them and whatever they're doing. Back to filling my desires with this superb ice cream.

Yes, I licked the quickly melting ice cream off of the spoon so it won't trickle onto my dainty fingers and making them sticky. If a droplet where to fall on them, they would instantly dry and bond with my fingers like there was no end.

I closed my eyes gratifyingly from the immense cold that ravaged my tongue. I sucked and licked on the vanilla-flavored spoon. Flavors of the vanilla ice cream and metal overflowed my mouth. A delightful moan escaped my lips.

Thoughts of this ice cream and I being together forever as a couple consumed my mind.

My eyeballs rolled back in pleasure as I scooped more of this delicious treat into my mouth. Each lick, each sniff made me crave more and more of it.

I leaned forward and placed my elbows on the table. One hand was on my spoon. The other, on the bowl of vanilla.

"Mm…" was the only word/sound that could be spoken by me at the moment. I was being too attentive with this leisure candy, that all of my surroundings were blanked out. My eyes were closed through this entire process.

Yes, I was that much into it.

What of it?

I didn't give a damn about anything right now except the relationship of Vanilla and I. Yes, I named my vanilla ice cream, Vanilla. So I shall repeat myself once again.

What of it?

I licked and moaned more until I heard a frightened, "Eep," coming from Goku. I heard that since it was unusual for me to hear that before Sanzo yelled; it was most commonly used afterwards.

"Um … Goku … why don't you go upstairs and into your room?" asked Hakkai. I turned curiously over to them to see his eyes widened with shock, his mouth gapped with fear.

"…" Goku mustn't have been able to process a response. I'm not surprised. He must have figured out how greedy he was or something. I was curious as to what traumatized him. Oh well, I'll ask Hakkai later.

"I'll take that as a yes. Uh … I'll see you guys in the morning. Come, Hakuryu." With that said, they left. I assumed they would be sharing a room. Damn, left with the priest.

Baldie prick.

I turned back to my ice cream, but along the way, I saw the other customers staring at me. One fourth was in Goku state will the other three fourth had lustful eyes. Their lust level was beyond the meter. Beyond my own, which I didn't even know was possible.

"Um … hi?" I didn't know how to respond to a situation like this. I mean, I knew I was on sexy fellow, but I didn't realize that people had the courage to express their cravings for me.

They made me the king of perverts, the ass.

I had the spoon still hanging in my mouth, so my lips were shiny and had specks of Vanilla stained on to them.

"Gojyo," Sanzo finally spoke after getting over his phase of staring in disgust and irritation. "I knew you were a perverted, horny and unattractive kappa that's desperate for sex, but I didn't know you would stoop so low as to having sex with your ice cream."

I blinked three times, and then slowly dropped the spoon from my mouth. I was shocked. These people take my enjoyment the wrong way.

I have no need to ask Hakkai what's wrong with Goku now.

"… Fuck. You."

How rude.

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Thus ending my relationship with Vanilla.

I'll miss that gal.

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Such a terrible way to end a relationship, huh? Poor Gojyo.

As I was typing this, it was flowing a little too easily for me when it was in Gojyo's perspective. Um … I think that's a bad sigh. I can relate to a pervert. Wow. That's great to know.

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