Three Saiyuki Requested Fics
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gracie_musicaTitle: Water Wars
Date Written: 10/19/05
Rating: PG
Word Count: 348
Fandom: Saiyuki
Characters/Pairings: Gojyo/Hakkai
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Not mine
Request for:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
only_a_dream
Notes: Stage wanted something fluffy, and I wanted a water fight. Down here in Louisiana, we're busy putting blue roofs on houses, and this was inspired by that.
Sha Gojyo wiped his forehead, fanning himself with a spare roof shingle. It was ungodly hot today, but thankfully sunny, a welcome change from the rain. He and Hakkai had discovered a roof leak during the deluge that had spanned the whole previous week, and it needed to be patched before the boards rotted and the roof caved in.
A buzzer went off inside the house, signaling the end of his shift. Gojyo climbed off the roof and down the ladder, rushing into the cool house. Hakkai met him at the kitchen sink with a glass of water, which he drank down eagerly. "Thank you," he gasped as the last of the cold liquid slid down his throat, the ice tinkling in the glass.
"Go cool down before you get heat stroke," Hakkai advised.
"A cold shower sounds great right about now," Gojyo replied, peeling off his sweat-soaked wifebeater and wiping at his neck with it. He turned, heading towards the bathroom when something cold hit his back, making him jump and whirl around.
Hakkai stood at the sink, smirking and holding the dripping extension hose.
Gojyo's jaw dropped. "Weren't you the one bitching about water on the floor?"
"Water dries," Hakkai replied, smirking evilly as he squeezed the trigger on the hose and soaked his best friend with the cold tap water. Gojyo rushed at the brunette, wrapping his arms around the shorter man's waist and hoisting him over one muscular shoulder. In retribution, Hakkai reached down and stuck the hose into Gojyo's waistband, causing a stream of tap water to soak the back of the redhead's jeans.
Gojyo roared good-naturedly, reaching around to yank the hose out of his pants and away from Hakkai, throwing it in the direction of the sink and carrying the man out of arm's reach. "What the hell, Hakkai?"
"What?" came the all-too-innocent reply from behind. "You look good wet."
"Hmn... Well, maybe you can see more of me wet in the shower," Gojyo replied, heading in the direction of the bathroom, puddles of water trailing behind him.
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Title: Dreaming in Technicolor
Date Written: 10/19/05
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Fandom: Saiyuki
Characters/Pairings: Hakkai/Gojyo, Hakkai/Kanan
Warnings: None
Spoilers: Gonou/Hakkai past
Disclaimer: Not mine
Request for:maddieangl2578
Notes: I know this isn't what you like, Mad, but this is what came out. ^__^; Sorry.
When Hakkai slept, he dreamed in bright, vivid color.
Often, only two colors dominated his unconscious night visions; red and green. Sometimes he would dream of Christmas, of bright scarlet bows on a spruce tree. Other times of a sunset at sea, bright burning, flaming red sinking into a blue-green ocean.
More often than these random images, though, were a pair of bright green eyes, so similar to his. Eyes that begged for forgiveness, pleaded with him to move on. And then a pair of red eyes promising security, acceptance, love.
Those dreams Hakkai never remembered in the morning.
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Title: Leaving Presents
Date Written: 10/19/05
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Fandom: Saiyki
Characters/Pairings: Dokugakuji/Yaone
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Not mine
Request for:maddieangl2578
Notes: I'm not really a fan of Doku/Yaone... I'm not really a fan of Doku/Kou, either. I'm more a Yaone/Kou girl myself. That being said, I had fun writing this one.
Yaone's laboratory always made Dokugakuji sneeze.
Always.
Why, they had no idea. Yaone had made the swordsman sniff every single herb and flower in the lab, to no avail. But whenever they were all mixed up together, he just had the biggest allergic reaction.
Which was probably a good thing. That way Yaone could actually get some work done.
Sha men must be insatiable, the woman thought, rolling her eyes.
She reached across the table and her fingers touched something odd. Looking up, she found a single red rose on her worktable.
She chuckled when she heard a sneeze outside her door.
Date Written: 10/19/05
Rating: PG
Word Count: 348
Fandom: Saiyuki
Characters/Pairings: Gojyo/Hakkai
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Not mine
Request for:
only_a_dreamNotes: Stage wanted something fluffy, and I wanted a water fight. Down here in Louisiana, we're busy putting blue roofs on houses, and this was inspired by that.
Sha Gojyo wiped his forehead, fanning himself with a spare roof shingle. It was ungodly hot today, but thankfully sunny, a welcome change from the rain. He and Hakkai had discovered a roof leak during the deluge that had spanned the whole previous week, and it needed to be patched before the boards rotted and the roof caved in.
A buzzer went off inside the house, signaling the end of his shift. Gojyo climbed off the roof and down the ladder, rushing into the cool house. Hakkai met him at the kitchen sink with a glass of water, which he drank down eagerly. "Thank you," he gasped as the last of the cold liquid slid down his throat, the ice tinkling in the glass.
"Go cool down before you get heat stroke," Hakkai advised.
"A cold shower sounds great right about now," Gojyo replied, peeling off his sweat-soaked wifebeater and wiping at his neck with it. He turned, heading towards the bathroom when something cold hit his back, making him jump and whirl around.
Hakkai stood at the sink, smirking and holding the dripping extension hose.
Gojyo's jaw dropped. "Weren't you the one bitching about water on the floor?"
"Water dries," Hakkai replied, smirking evilly as he squeezed the trigger on the hose and soaked his best friend with the cold tap water. Gojyo rushed at the brunette, wrapping his arms around the shorter man's waist and hoisting him over one muscular shoulder. In retribution, Hakkai reached down and stuck the hose into Gojyo's waistband, causing a stream of tap water to soak the back of the redhead's jeans.
Gojyo roared good-naturedly, reaching around to yank the hose out of his pants and away from Hakkai, throwing it in the direction of the sink and carrying the man out of arm's reach. "What the hell, Hakkai?"
"What?" came the all-too-innocent reply from behind. "You look good wet."
"Hmn... Well, maybe you can see more of me wet in the shower," Gojyo replied, heading in the direction of the bathroom, puddles of water trailing behind him.
---
Title: Dreaming in Technicolor
Date Written: 10/19/05
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Fandom: Saiyuki
Characters/Pairings: Hakkai/Gojyo, Hakkai/Kanan
Warnings: None
Spoilers: Gonou/Hakkai past
Disclaimer: Not mine
Request for:
maddieangl2578Notes: I know this isn't what you like, Mad, but this is what came out. ^__^; Sorry.
When Hakkai slept, he dreamed in bright, vivid color.
Often, only two colors dominated his unconscious night visions; red and green. Sometimes he would dream of Christmas, of bright scarlet bows on a spruce tree. Other times of a sunset at sea, bright burning, flaming red sinking into a blue-green ocean.
More often than these random images, though, were a pair of bright green eyes, so similar to his. Eyes that begged for forgiveness, pleaded with him to move on. And then a pair of red eyes promising security, acceptance, love.
Those dreams Hakkai never remembered in the morning.
---
Title: Leaving Presents
Date Written: 10/19/05
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Fandom: Saiyki
Characters/Pairings: Dokugakuji/Yaone
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Not mine
Request for:
maddieangl2578Notes: I'm not really a fan of Doku/Yaone... I'm not really a fan of Doku/Kou, either. I'm more a Yaone/Kou girl myself. That being said, I had fun writing this one.
Yaone's laboratory always made Dokugakuji sneeze.
Always.
Why, they had no idea. Yaone had made the swordsman sniff every single herb and flower in the lab, to no avail. But whenever they were all mixed up together, he just had the biggest allergic reaction.
Which was probably a good thing. That way Yaone could actually get some work done.
Sha men must be insatiable, the woman thought, rolling her eyes.
She reached across the table and her fingers touched something odd. Looking up, she found a single red rose on her worktable.
She chuckled when she heard a sneeze outside her door.
