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gracie_musica) wrote2010-03-09 01:50 am
gracie_musica) wrote2010-03-09 01:50 am
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Saiyuki -- 38 Day
Title: 38 Day
Date Written: 3/9/10
Rating: PG/K+
Word Count: 444
Fandom: Saiyuki
Disclaimer: Not mine, property of their respective owners
Characters/Pairings: Sanzo, Gojyo, Hakkai, Goku
Spoilers: None really.
Warnings: Language. Slashiness, if you've got your slash-glasses on.
Author's Notes: Thanks to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
amai_kaminari for the encouragement! I'm sorry this is late, but I've been having posting issues. Le sigh.
Sanzo actually liked Hakkai. Liked the man enough to consider him a... well, a comrade, at least. A friend if pressured.
And he had liked the man when he'd been Cho Gonou, more or less. The rage, the actions that had branded Hakkai as a sinner, he could understand. It's not like his own hands were any less bloodstained -- just washed clean by the virtue of the Sanzo title.
Besides the occasional mental break, the man wasn't that bad to be around. He could hold an intelligent conversation, even if it seemed at times like he was having a totally different one going on in his head sometimes. It was better than meat buns or sex, at any rate, and his Catholic upbringing gave them a valuable insight into others the further West they got. Sanzo had grown up discussing this principle or that piece of dogma, and it was nice to have someone he could converse with on that level with.
Hakkai made one hell of a devil's advocate.
He was polite enough in public that they could get food or a room without immediately being turned away. He was clean and orderly, which the anal retentive part of him appreciated while they were traveling. And he kept Gojyo and Goku more or less in line, explaining what was going on while Sanzo played with the big boys.
"I've got it," Gojyo said, thumping the table. "You're the Dad, and Hakkai's the Mom."
Next to him, Goku burst into laughter, tea spraying out of his mouth and raining down onto the wooden surface.
Sanzo's fingers twitched for his Smith and Wesson.
"... Excuse me?" Hakkai asked, eyebrows up to his hairline.
"He," Gojyo pointed at Sanzo, but kept looking at Hakkai, infuriating grin still in place, "pays for everything and dishes out punishment." The finger swiveled over to Hakkai, and the redhead's grin widened to a downright leer. "But you're the one who takes care of us and the one we really don't want to piss off."
Gojyo and Goku snickered at this, highly amused at their own little joke. Hakkai's face was unreadable for a few moments, but when he turned to look at Sanzo, the priest detected a smile struggling to break free.
"If you don't mind reigning in the children, dear?" he said lightly. The corner of his mouth did turn upwards slightly when Gojyo howled in laughter.
Gojyo got a bullet to dodge, and Goku a whap with the fan for laughing. He contemplated giving Hakkai a smack as well, but thought better of it.
He wasn't suicidal.
(he'd never admit to himself that Gojyo was right, either)
Date Written: 3/9/10
Rating: PG/K+
Word Count: 444
Fandom: Saiyuki
Disclaimer: Not mine, property of their respective owners
Characters/Pairings: Sanzo, Gojyo, Hakkai, Goku
Spoilers: None really.
Warnings: Language. Slashiness, if you've got your slash-glasses on.
Author's Notes: Thanks to
amai_kaminari for the encouragement! I'm sorry this is late, but I've been having posting issues. Le sigh.Sanzo actually liked Hakkai. Liked the man enough to consider him a... well, a comrade, at least. A friend if pressured.
And he had liked the man when he'd been Cho Gonou, more or less. The rage, the actions that had branded Hakkai as a sinner, he could understand. It's not like his own hands were any less bloodstained -- just washed clean by the virtue of the Sanzo title.
Besides the occasional mental break, the man wasn't that bad to be around. He could hold an intelligent conversation, even if it seemed at times like he was having a totally different one going on in his head sometimes. It was better than meat buns or sex, at any rate, and his Catholic upbringing gave them a valuable insight into others the further West they got. Sanzo had grown up discussing this principle or that piece of dogma, and it was nice to have someone he could converse with on that level with.
Hakkai made one hell of a devil's advocate.
He was polite enough in public that they could get food or a room without immediately being turned away. He was clean and orderly, which the anal retentive part of him appreciated while they were traveling. And he kept Gojyo and Goku more or less in line, explaining what was going on while Sanzo played with the big boys.
"I've got it," Gojyo said, thumping the table. "You're the Dad, and Hakkai's the Mom."
Next to him, Goku burst into laughter, tea spraying out of his mouth and raining down onto the wooden surface.
Sanzo's fingers twitched for his Smith and Wesson.
"... Excuse me?" Hakkai asked, eyebrows up to his hairline.
"He," Gojyo pointed at Sanzo, but kept looking at Hakkai, infuriating grin still in place, "pays for everything and dishes out punishment." The finger swiveled over to Hakkai, and the redhead's grin widened to a downright leer. "But you're the one who takes care of us and the one we really don't want to piss off."
Gojyo and Goku snickered at this, highly amused at their own little joke. Hakkai's face was unreadable for a few moments, but when he turned to look at Sanzo, the priest detected a smile struggling to break free.
"If you don't mind reigning in the children, dear?" he said lightly. The corner of his mouth did turn upwards slightly when Gojyo howled in laughter.
Gojyo got a bullet to dodge, and Goku a whap with the fan for laughing. He contemplated giving Hakkai a smack as well, but thought better of it.
He wasn't suicidal.
(he'd never admit to himself that Gojyo was right, either)