Title: Misfit (Part 4 of the Barely
Breathing Thread)
Author: Befanini
Website: http://www.fanfiction.net/~befanini
Disclaimer: I have absolutely no rights
whatsoever. For mad daydreaming purposes only. XD
Rating: M for language and adult situations
Summary: Gojyo has a… er – pressing –
problem that only Sanzo can solve. XD
A/N: OOC? Somehow I don't think so…
behind closed doors, I think Sanzo can be very playful… In any case, I believe
he possesses the most twisted sense of humor of the ikkou.
---
He drew a circle that shut me out --
Heretic, rebel, a thing to flout.
But love and I had the wit to win:
We drew a circle that took him in.
Edwin
Markham
---
"Here you go, Goku." Hakkai gives
the kid a fond smile as he passes the last of the dumplings to the saru. For
once the kappa doesn't fight him for it. The kappa is busy elsewhere.
Gojyo
nonchalantly lights a smoke while Hakkai and Sanzo discuss the map.
Surreptitiously, he drops his left hand down beneath the table and caresses
Sanzo's knee. The priest stiffens, but continues talking with Hakkai, trying to
control the flush from rising in his porcelain cheeks. Gojyo grins inwardly.
His hand slowly moves upwards, stroking a leanly muscled thigh.
Pause.
"Sanzo?
Through the forest or down to the valley?" Hakkai repeats his question.
"Ah…
Down the valley," Sanzo chokes.
Gojyo
snorts and disguises it as a cough, claret eyes twinkling. Down the valley it
is… He lets the naughty hand roam even higher, and inward…
The
priest barely stifles a gasp.
Sanzo
is about to whip out the harisen as Gojyo wickedly squeezes the monk's thigh,
but Goku halts the both of them in their tracks.
"I
don't want it," Goku declares, pushing the plate away. Away to Gojyo. "Here,
erogappa. You eat it."
Gojyo's
eyes pop in terror. Does the monkey suspect? Has he guessed the naughty game
Gojyo is playing? Gojyo breaks into a cold sweat, and his eyes bulge even more
at the reply Goku gives to Hakkai's concerned "Nande, Goku?"
"Coz
I'm worried about him. Haven't you noticed, Hakkai? Lately Gojyo's pants have
been getting looser and looser…"
Sanzo
chokes on his tea and barely manages to cover his mouth as he spits. Gojyo
turns a bright red, and jumps up to deny hotly. Sanzo pulls him down, glaring.
Hakkai looks at them both strangely.
"You're
right, Goku," the healer says, thoughtfully rubbing his chin with his
hand. "Gojyo does seem to have gotten thinner…"
Gojyo
grabs the plate and scarfs down the dumplings to satisfy Hakkai and shut up the
bakazaru.
Sanzo
pinches the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger.
---
Gojyo taps softly at Sanzo's door, and presses
his face to the wood. "Open up, purple eyes…" he whispers yearningly.
The
door cracks open an inch. A violet eye glares at him. "Didn't I tell you
to stay put tonight? They already suspect something…" the priest hisses,
low.
"They
don't. They just think I'm getting thin. And I will, if you don't open up. I'll
pine for you…" Gojyo wheedles, waggling his eyebrows.
"'Ch.
The answer is no, kappa. Now get back to your own room!" Sanzo shuts the
door.
"Oh,
it's cruel you are, cruel!" Gojyo calls, wriggling the doorknob.
Click!
Sanzo locks the door.
Gojyo
glares at the slab of wood.
Then
he knocks again.
"Little
pig, little pig, let me in…" the kappa chants.
Silence.
"Oi
tareme (droopy eyes)! You're supposed to say 'Not by the hair of my
chinny chin chin'!"
Gojyo
fancies he heard a snort of laughter. Encouraged, he croons again.
"Sanzo
o my Sanzo… Wherefore art thou, Sanzo?"
Gojyo
is mistaken. It was a growl he heard.
"Give
it up, baka EROgappa! Not tonight, and I mean it!"
"But
who knows when we'll get the chance again…"
No
answer.
Dammit.
Gojyo curses under his breath and walks off, a glint in his scarlet eyes. Time
for Plan B…
---
Gojyo sneaks inside Sanzo's room, carefully
shutting the window behind him. He pads softly to the bed and eases himself
down beside the sleeping priest. He snakes his arm around Sanzo and pulls him
back to his body hungrily.
Sanzo
jolts in surprise. Gojyo clamps a brown hand over Sanzo's lips, whispering in
his ear. "It's me, lover, it's me…"
Sanzo
grabs the hand and yanks it down roughly. He sits up and faces the kappa with a
glower.
"What
the hell are you doing here?" he hisses, swatting away eager hands pulling
him down into tanned arms.
"I
can't bear it… it's driving me fucking nuts…" the kappa answers. He grabs
hold of Sanzo's wrists and yanks hard. The monk tumbles down on top of him with
a grunt.
"But
I already told you – " Sanzo whispers fiercely, trying to avoid the
heated mouth pressing passionate, impatient kisses on his face.
"Blah,
blah, blah…" Gojyo drawls. His arms encircle Sanzo possessively as he
captures the priest's mouth hungrily with his eager lips.
Without
meaning to, Sanzo finds himself kissing Gojyo back ardently, their mouths
opened wide as their slick tongues explore and slide and thrust hotly against
each other. Dimly, Sanzo becomes aware that he and Gojyo are already rubbing
their aching arousals against each other's jeans.
Sanzo
tears his mouth away with a low moan. "Dammit kappa… I can't think
when you're near…"
"So
don't think," Gojyo mumbles against his throat, as the kappa laps hotly at
his neck.
"You
mean to say you risked your stupid neck on the slippery roofs, sneaking into my
window, because you have no self-cont – "
"Urusei!"
Gojyo growls. He rolls over to pin Sanzo under him as he explores further
downwards with his hot, open mouth.
Sanzo
groans in sweet defeat, and surrenders.
---
Gojyo drops down beside Sanzo as they catch
their breaths, bare, slick chests heaving. Sanzo chuckles weakly.
"Nande?"
Gojyo demands, rolling over to pillow himself on Sanzo's chest. He drapes
tanned limbs about the priest possessively.
Sanzo
reaches up to thread his fingers through crimson hair. "You and your loose
jeans…" Sanzo sputters, then snorts, trying to muffle the guffaws rising
up in his throat. "Ow!" he winces, as Gojyo pinches a pale nipple.
The kappa frowns up at him.
"It's
not funny, dammit!" Gojyo scowls.
"It
is too!" Sanzo chokes, then buries his face in the pillow to stifle his
hilarity.
Gojyo
rears up and grabs the monk's wrists and pins them on either side of the golden
head.
"Yamero!
You can laugh, you goddamn corrupt monk, you have your fucking monk robes to
hide in…"
Sanzo
howls harder, tears of mirth spilling from his eyes.
Gojyo
frantically seals Sanzo's lips with his own before they are discovered and all
hell breaks loose. If Hakkai or the baka saru charges in demanding what Sanzo
is laughing at all by himself in the middle of the night and discovers Gojyo,
there in bed with the monk, both of them naked and sweaty and glowing, then the
kappa's sacrifice will have been for nothing.
Sanzo
subsides. Gojyo slowly draws back to meet purple eyes twinkling at him in
merriment. Gojyo scowls. Then a corner of his mouth quirks. Then he grins. Then
he has to bury his head next to Sanzo's on the pillow as he snorts and gasps
and chortles. The tan chest and the marble chest rumble and shake against each
other as they fight to muffle their amusement.
Finally
Gojyo scoots back down to his former position, locking his arms around the monk's
torso, loving the sound and the feel of Sanzo's heart against his ear.
"Baka…"
Gojyo mutters, planting a soft kiss over that beating heart. "It's all
your fault I have a permanent hard-on these days…"
Sanzo
gives a last, weak chuckle, running his fingers lazily up and down Gojyo's
back. "I know… Gomen…" he apologizes insincerely.
"Huh."
The redhead snuggles himself more cozily against Sanzo. "It's easy for
you, like I said you have that robe to hide under… think of poor me, having to
wear these ill-fitting denims…"
"Poor
kappa…" Sanzo smirks.
"Don't
you 'poor kappa' me! I mean it! You do realize those jeans don't show off my
legs… I have fine long legs…"
"Gojyo…"
Sanzo begs, laughing weakly.
"What?
It's true! I have great legs!"
"Yes
you do…"
"And
now no one will ever know… I'll have to wear baggy jeans for the rest of my
life, like a fucking homeboy… well, at least I already have the bandanna to go
with it…" Gojyo snorts disgustedly.
"Yamero!
Stop it, stop it…" Sanzo wheezes, golden head lolling on the pillow.
"…Or
maybe even loose gray trousers with bright red suspenders like a freaking old
geezer in a nursing home…"
Gojyo
is dislodged from his human pillow as Sanzo doubles up into a ball, ramming a
pillow over his face and clutching his stomach painfully as he laughs
hysterically.
"I…
I have a bet – better idea…" Sanzo gasps, emerging from his pillow and
rolling over to face Gojyo. The kappa raises his brows.
"Take
the vows with me, kappa. Then you can have your own robes to conceal your – er
– perpetual suffering."
Gojyo
recoils, shuddering in mock horror "Anything but that! Tenkai forbid…"
Sanzo
smiles and opens his arms. Gojyo nestles into them contentedly, purring like a
great wildcat.
"Sanzo…"
Gojyo rumbles against his chest.
"Hmm?"
"I'm
'suffering' again…"
Sanzo
rolls over and braces an elbow on either side of Gojyo's wickedly grinning
face. "Baka!"
"You
know you love it…" Red eyes burn hotly into violet.
Sanzo
leans down and presses a soft kiss on Gojyo's mouth. "Urusei! … I love you,
you lunatic…" he breathes against those sinful lips.
Gojyo
wraps his arms fiercely around Sanzo, whispering back against the priest's
lips. "Mmm…I love you more…"
---
When Goku bounces in to call Sanzo for
breakfast the next morning, he gets the shock of his life. The poor saru stays
frozen at the door, eyes goggling, jaws slack, flabbergasted.
"Nani?
What's the matter, Goku…Huh?" Hakkai, too, stops in his tracks. And
stares.
Seated
side by side on Sanzo's bed are the priest and the kappa, eyes closed, chins
bowed, sitting in the lotus position, chanting solemnly.
After
a while Sanzo unfolds his limbs and gets up to join the two at the door. He
passes by Gojyo and pats his head, encouraging him. "Practice, baka
erogappa. Practice."
"What
is that all about?" Hakkai asks, baffled, as Sanzo reaches them.
"Hm?
Oh. I'm teaching the kappa to learn meditation. For the art of self-denial."
"Deny
himself what?" Goku asks curiously.
"Er…
his impulses..."
Gojyo
twitches.
"Ah…
he's trying to quit smoking, you see. Smoking kills your appetite. It makes you
thin…" Sanzo says quickly, ushering the two out. He looks back, and Gojyo
rolls his eyes.
"We'll
keep breakfast waiting for you, Gojyo," Hakkai calls back over his
shoulder.
"IF
I don't eat it all!" Goku threatens mischievously.
Sanzo
smacks his lips at Gojyo secretly, and pulls the door shut.
Gojyo
shrugs. Fine. If this will get him back in his old, properly fitting, sexy jeans,
then he's willing to try anything. He takes a deep breath.
"Ohhmmmmm….."
-owari-
---
Japanese mini-glossary:
Erogappa:
Horny water imp
Bakazaru:
Stupid monkey
Harisen:
Paper fan
Nande:
Why
Urusei:
Shut up
Yamero:
Stop it
Baka:
idiot
Gomen:
Sorry
Tenkai:
Heaven
Nani:
What
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