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Awareness	By : Nicollete Category: Gensomaden Saiyuki > General Views: 1199 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Saiyuki. It all belongs to other people and I am just playing in their sandbox!. I also make no money off of anything that i writ.e it's fan fiction PEOPLE!

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Awareness

Rating - PG

Pairing - Gojyo/Sanzou

Disclaimer - I do not own Saiyuki nor the boys. I am merely making a sand castle for a moment.

Summary - Its all about Awareness of what you want and the need to touch.
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Crunch, crunch, crunch. His foot steps left soft indentions in the carpet of silky grass. Above him, the stars circled in a slow axis as the world rotated below. The Moon was only half its usual mass and even without that full moon light, the haze was bright enough that he had no trouble seeing the glen around him. They camped on a slight hill that sat high enough that they could see the city in the near distance.
Branches clanked against each other in a woody sort of wind chime. Leaves fluttered and were stolen from their previous homes to land somewhere, randomly, in a strange new place and world - just to be crunched by someone�s uncaring boot heel. For a moment he though of his own sandals crunching leaves in the court yard of a temple. Or his rake making a tidy little puddle of red, brown and golden. The smell of a birch fire and the smoke flittering across the grey, winter sky.
Snick. he wasn�t the only one up. Sanzou peered into the darkness. His human site failed compared to that of the others. Gojyo�s face, momentarily, was lit up by his lighter as he started a smoke. He looked tired. In fact, they were all tired. It seemed that no matter how many demons they killed, more just took their place. They needed a rest and Sanzou would see to it that they got at least a week in this next city. It was big enough that they probably wouldn�t have many problems. They should be able to get a few nights rest.
Finger running through his hair made him jump; �Don�t fucking do that!� he quipped. The cool metal of his gun slowly warmed up in his slightly panicked grip. Gritting his teeth, Sanzou pushed the hand away from his hair. Why he let Gojyo get away with such liberties was beyond him. Goku was understandable, the boy tended to hang on him. Hakkai also had his own liberties he took with him. Giving him order�s with fake smiles but really caring in the end.
Gojyo plopped down beside him, he took a long drag of his smoke and lazily blew smoke rings into the air. His mouth was talented. Not that Sanzou had ever let it go that far. He clutched his gun harder. Annoyed with himself that he was even thinking about Gojyo taking his�yeah�it was a nice thought, but hell, what was he thinking? He must be having a lapse of reality if he thought he�d let Gojyo give him head.
�What are you thinking about?� Gojyo whispered. Sanzou could hear the smirk. He wondered if Kappa�s had some sort of sexual pheromone that they secreted in order to have sex with someone. He wondered if Mating was something Kappa�s - Demons in general - did and he wondered if there were rules to go along with it.
�Nothing much,� was is own quiet reply. There was no need to be angry at Gojyo just because he couldn�t control his own thoughts and earnings. Damn, he was aware of a lot more than just Gojyo�s taste in women, beer and cigarettes. He wore some sort of husky smell about him that seemed natural but wasn�t. It had a bit of that �I just had sex� mixed with it, but at a level that no one would really know. Sanzou was surprised that he even could smell it. The other�s had better senses than he and it grated on his nerves.
�You�re annoyed about something,� Gojyo muttered.
�It has nothing to do with you so don�t worry about it,� his voice hitched, fingers squeezed on the sides of his neck and he felt himself relaxing against his will. Bonelessly he relaxed his back against the tree and slid into Gojyo who�s arm now laid upon his shoulders. Gojyo chuckled. Sanzou hadn�t known about this little bit of bodily weakness. He sighed but didn�t shrug the arm off.
Gojyo moved closer so that he was actually holding the human in his arms. His nose nuzzled Sanzou�s cheek; �You�re cold,� he muttered.
�Huh?� oh, Sanzou rolled his eyes at himself, that was very intelligent.
�It is a cold night,� Gojyo replied. Sanzou nodded, he was cold. But he was always cold. Even as a child it seemed as if he had icy fingers and toes. He curled closer to Gojyo because the Kappa was warm and he was aware of it. He wanted that warmth, but in more ways than just the mid night cuddle that they wouldn�t speak of in the morning. Even though he was sure that Hakkai was awake and watching them. That Goku would sniff at his robes in the morning and give Sanzou a raised eyebrow in question, but, the mention of food would easily distract the Monkey.
He poked his own nose into Gojyo�s neck. The other chuckled at this bit of acceptance of the intimacy they were sharing. Gojyo put both of their smokes out safely before returning his arm to hug the skinny priest to him. Sanzou just knew that Gojyo was smiling that stupid - �I�ve totally won!� smile on his face because just one physical touch of dominance had Sanzou accepting and cuddling and wanting.
Yes, he needed the touch. But, did the touch need to come from Gojyo of all people?
Yes.
End of story.
�Are you all right? You�re smoking more than usual and you aren�t whacking Goku and I with your fan,� Gojyo�s fingers carted gently through his hair. Sanzou closed his eyes and sighed. Koumyu used to do that every night when his star pupil couldn�t sleep. The gesture was comforting just because of that one bit of childhood memory.
�Just tired, I think we�ll stop in this next city for a while. We all need a break and that bitch can just deal with it,� Sanzou yawned. He needed to sleep, but was too aware to actually do so. Gojyo hadn�t stopped his petting of the human who rested in his arms. He hadn�t thought that just a bit of dominance would have Sanzou practically in his lap, but he would savior this moment like a perfectly prepared bit of steak. He wouldn�t mention it in the morning when Sanzou became the shitty Monk, nor would he tease the Monk about it either. Sanzou was easy to hurt if one just knew the right words to use.
He didn�t want to hurt Sanzou. The man could break at any moment and Gojyo wasn�t sure if he�d be able to put him back together again. He kissed the deep, sunlight hair softly. Tucking Sanzou�s head beneath his chin to lay against his neck and chest and shoulder.
�That sounds like fun. Go to sleep. You need it,� he whispered.
A wave of lethargy came over him so suddenly that he jumped in Gojyo�s arms. The other was stronger than Sanzou and held him till the other relaxed against his body. Complaint again. It was a dark secret of his species, that with just the right sentence he could put anyone, human only, to sleep. Sanzou found himself slowly dripping into blackness. Content in the arms of the blood-red headed Kappa and not minding it at all.
�If you mention this in the morning�I�ll kill you��
His gun dropped from relaxed fingers. Gojyo chuckled and picked the Smith & Wesson from the velvet green beneath them. He pocketed it in Sanzou�s robes. So that if the Monk did wake, he wouldn�t panic. Gojyo was sure he could catch Sanzou�s wrist faster than the Priest could pull his five barreled gun on him anyway.
Yawning, Gojyo relaxed against the tree and gazed up at the stars. His heart was thrumming with excitement.
Possibly, Sanzou was just as aware of his own want for Gojyo, just like Gojyo was aware of his want of the blond haired beauty in his arms.
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A/n - I don�t like this at all. I tried but I think it sucks. Please tell me what you think of it.
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