Title: The Angel In The Marble (Part 8 of the Barely Breathing thread) Chapter 1
Disclaimer: I have absolutely no rights whatsoever. For deviant daydreaming purposes only. XD
Rating: M for language and adult situations.
Summary: Sanzo/Gojyo: an Angel from the Underworld and a Devil from Paradise… (Hmm… Which is which?) Shounen-ai, yaoi, WAFF
Warning! Rated SxGxS. (At last! At last! My muses are back… XD… Grazie, Darkness… LOL)
Rated "#$&! fangirl Japanese!" for – yep – "#$&! fangirl Japanese". Heh.
"I saw the angel in the marble and I carved until I set him free." – Michelangelo Buonarotti
"YOSH!" Goku yells, bouncing madly in his seat. "Town at last! And a BIG one too!" He elbows the kappa excitedly, then frowns in bewilderment as Gojyo responds unenthusiastically, his brows knitted, preoccupied with his thoughts. Goku shrugs, then leans forward eagerly, gabbing away to Hakkai and Sanzo.
"After I eat all the shabu-shabu and teriyaki and meat buns and almond jelly I want, I'm gonna go to the arcade! … Or should I take a nap first? … Nah! I'm gonna go straight to the gaming center! Can I Sanzo? Huh, Hakkai? Huh? Huh? Huh?"
"We should think of finding an inn first," Hakkai replies mildly.
"Heck, there must be five inns in this town! Take your pick!" Goku crows, undeterred. He turns to Sanzo, tapping the monk's shoulder impatiently. "Ne, Sanzo! Look! They even have a museum and a library! And a spa!"
"Eh?" Gojyo perks up, suddenly alert, looking about them as they drive through the town. "Hakkai, pull over. I… er—I'm gonna look around and see what nightlife this town has to offer. I'll catch up with you guys later."
"Nightlife?" Hakkai objects. "It's just past noon."
"Let him go," Sanzo drawls in a bored voice, purple eyes shooting the kappa a mocking look.
Hakkai raises his eyebrows, but stops the jeep. Gojyo jumps out and gives a casual wave of his hand as he melts into the crowd.
"What's up with him?" Goku wonders. He blinks, then rubs his eyes. Did Gojyo just go into… the library?
"Who gives a damn…" Sanzo shrugs unconcernedly. "This looks like a good inn…"
Hakkai whistles appreciatively. "A luxury inn, gentlemen," he informs them, double-checking on his brochure. "I think I'll take a day off or two as well…" he sighs contentedly.
"Do what you want," their leader says, lighting a smoke and rolling his shoulders with a grimace. "As for me, I need a nice long massage…"
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