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Letters to the Lost	By : lifebyte Category: Gensomaden Saiyuki > General Views: 1655 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Gensomaden Saiyuki, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Discovery
- 2-Consequence
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First upload, first yaoi fic. Please be gentle.

General Disclaimer: No, I don't own any of the lovely characters mentioned in this fic. Oh, but if I did..

Letters to the Lost

Chapter 2: Consequence

As Gojyo guessed, the sun had set by the time Hakkai and Goku returned from shopping. The kappa had long since finished his entry, and left the open book in the middle of Hakkai's single bed. He had, however, nicely cleaned up the mess he had made while searching for the thing. That should make Hakkai a little more merciful, anyway.. Gojyo didn't clean up for just anyone. Dinner between the four had gone normally, though Gojyo knew he acted oddly throughout. By the time Sanzo had fired his seventh shot aimed specificaly at Gojyo's head, the kappa decided to tone down the nervous cover-up a bit. Following the meal, the four men had each gone to their individual rooms.. including Gojyo, despite his various wisecracks at the monk's warning not to spend the whole night hunting for some woman. Knowing he wouldn't be able to sleep until Hakkai berated him, Gojyo occupied himself in the shower until the water ran cold. Dressing comfortably in a pair of pants, he stretched out on the bed, losing himself in apprehensive thought. Of all the people to dole out punishment, Hakkai had to be the worst. Of course, Gojyo didn't help the situation by playing out various methods of torture in his mind..

After an eternity in his self-created hell, Gojyo heard a soft, polite knock at his door. Despite his worry, Gojyo smiled to himself. Even if he hadn't been expecting Hakkai, the knock alone was enough to identify his visitor.

"Its open." Gojyo sat up, and took a deep breath while he waited for the executioner to enter.

Hakkai walked in silently, his usual smile adorning his lips. Unsure what to make of that, Gojyo supressed the urge to audibly swallow as he noticed the journal tucked under Hakkai's arm.

"I hope I'm not disturbing you, Gojyo." Hakkai's voice was as normal as his words, and his smile. Again, Gojyo didn't know if this could be considered a sign.

"Nah, man. You know I don't go to sleep this early. The chicks won't let me."

"Well then, I am glad I managed to find you alone." Hakkai closed the door to Gojyo's room. The brunette demon stepped closer to the bed, shifting the book into his hands as he did so. "I wanted to ask you something."

Gojyo let out a sigh. He knew damn well all the things Hakkai wanted to ask. "Look, man, I'm sorry. You'd been acting kinda weird, and I thought maybe I could find something to help.."

"Gojyo." The normally polite man's interruption instantly silenced Gojyo. Closing his eyes, Hakkai spoke softly, reciting the words Gojyo had written from in the book held closed in Hakkai's hands.

Dear Kanan;

I never knew you, but you must have been some woman to make Hakkai beat himself up like that. Don't listen to him. Hakkai is a good person, and a lot less like shit than you might believe to listen to him. He's still 'worthy of you,' and more importantly, worthy of himself.

Sha Gojyo

P. S. Hakkai: yes.

Gojyo nodded silently as Hakkai finished. He knew better than to speak yet; Hakkai still wanted to ask him 'something.' The best Gojyo could hope for would be a blunt 'how dare you invade my privacy?' Statements like that were better suited to come from the monk, though. No, Hakkai would be much more subtle. He would slowly build up the wounds that would have Gojyo bleeding out until he fell into the all-consuming pain of guilt.

"Did you mean it?"

The question caught Gojyo off-guard. Between the break in his reverie, and the unexpected statement, it was all Gojyo could do to stutter a stupified "Huh?"

Chuckling softly at his friend, Hakkai bent forward to look into Gojyo's eyes as he repeated the question. "Did you mean it, Gojyo?"

Having regained his thoughts, Gojyo closed his eyes, and smiled slightly. "Yeah, Hakkai. I meant it."

Hakkai nodded, though with his eyes closed, Gojyo didn't see it. They had both known the sincerity of Gojyo's words even before Hakkai had asked the question. The kappa never had been one for lying, after all.

Gojyo kept his eyes closed, waiting for the first rebuke which was sure to follow. Hakkai was like that, the kappa thought. Whereas Gojyo tended to be bold like iron, Hakkai's manner was much more akin to silk. The soft cloth teased and soothed, even as it wrapped around an unguarded neck to choke the life slowly away.

Hakkai's lips were like silk, Gojyo decided.. and then he wondered how he knew that.

While Gojyo had once again fallen prey to his wandering mind, Hakkai had moved silently closer to his unsuspecting friend. He studied the tanned face as he had done on so many unnoticed occassions prior. He had never been able to come this close, however; never close enough to catch Gojyo's scent, or the warmth of his breath. Certainly never close enough to tenderly kiss his always inviting lips.. and never, ever near enough to do so twice.

Gojyo had first replied to the gentle kiss out of instinct more than anything else. It felt so natural to do so, considering how many partners had come across his bed. When he fully realized what Hakkai was doing, the kappa became much more of an active participant. Like Hakkai, however, he did so slowly. What was happening now was more than Gojyo could have hoped for, especially after reading that fateful entry. He wouldn't be able to forgive himself if a sudden movement or show of eagerness made Hakkai pull away. It was hard sometimes, to remember that Hakkai--kind, sweet, chaste Hakkai--was far from a virgin. When Gojyo dared to flicker his tongue across those inviting lips, however, he was reminded of that fact. The lips of both men parted, and each battled the other, wanting to be the first to explore the inviting opening offered by his partner.

Gojyo wasn't sure when Hakkai had pushed him back onto the matress. He wasn't sure of anything at this moment, except of his own gasp as Hakkai pulled away. Two sets of eyes met in the dimly lit room, and with a soft laugh, Hakkai slipped off his shirt. Gojyo had seen Hakkai shirtless before, but never had he been allowed to openly stare at the man's form. The brunette was thin, yet firmly muscled and toned. This wasn't suprising; afterall, even as a human, Hakkai had been strong enough..

Unsuccessfully trying to push away the thoughts, Gojyo raised a hand. There, on Hakkai's stomach, was the one tragic flaw to his divine shape. His fingers ran over the rough edge of the wound that would never heal. It was where Chin Yisou had dealt the fatal blow to the human, Cho Gonou...and it was where Hakkai still carried the burden of that night's unfinished task.

"Hakkai.." Gojyo's voice was hardly a whisper; he was still so afraid that Hakkai would simply just leave.

"Shh." A pale finger moved over Gojyo's lips. Hakkai held the kappa's gaze, and Gojyo knew that he was laughing. "You have already said enough, Gojyo. No more words." To seal their promise, Hakkai again claimed Gojyo's lips.

Neither man spoke for some time, though their shared bed was hardly silent. Gasps and moans filled the air around them as the men transformed themselves to lovers. Each sound echoed the pleasure of exploration, of new and longed for tastes and touches. Hakkai did torture Gojyo, but not into guilt, as originally expected. Instead, he was treated to a sweet heaven at the actions of the his ever-smiling lover. Hakkai took his time with Gojyo's body. Though they both knew this night would not be a single occurance, Hakkai was never one to delay. He savored the man he had so long been afraid to touch, memorizing each detail of a being that society would forbid existance, first with his fingers, then with his lips. Gojyo was unsure how many times Hakkai brought him so close, so painfully close to release, only to deny him. Still, he didn't speak words, instead letting formless whimpers convey his growing need.

Hakkai smiled to Gojyo, but not as he had done before. This smile held something much more genuine. Its owner briefly disappeared, searching his discarded pants for a bottle he had brought along. Never one to delay, never one to be unprepared. Spreading the cool lotion over his fingers, Hakkai teasingly circled Gojyo's tight entrance. Gojyo further parted his legs, and pressed down onto the matress to try and push himself onto that touch. He was refused, however, as Hakkai pulled away. Leaning down, the brunette tasted the folds of Gojyo's ear. Gojyo could hear the silent command that came on Hakkai's warm breath, and, with a needy groan, stilled his body. Appreciative of his lover-to-be's obedience, Hakkai pushed the a digit slowly inside of Gojyo, and began to stretch the taunt muscle in preperation for what was to come.

The feeling of Hakkai's fingers within him was exquisite, moreso than Gojyo might have imagined. While he had been with numerous women, some of who had even 'topped' him, Gojyo had only bedded one man before, many years ago. Somewhere in his mind, he doubted Hakkai had ever been with a male lover. That didn't seem to be a hinderance on the brunette's part, however, as the fluidity of movement left little doubt concerning Hakkai's knowledge. Gojyo would not be permitted to lose himself in reverie yet again; the kappa's thoughts were quickly interupted by sensation. Hakkai had pushed his fingers deeper within, striking a tender bundle of nerves that had Gojyo's mind spiraling. Unable to control himself any longer, Gojyo moved his body in time with Hakkai's probing thrusts. He was again denied the intensified pleasure he was seeking as Hakkai withdrew completely. This time, however, it was not as a tease; the soft sounds of movement were followed by a strong hand gripping his right hip. Hakkai positioned himself, and pressed the head of erection to Gojyo's loosened entrance. With a cry from both men, the brunette pushed himself steadily inside.

Gojyo had forgotten about the burning. It seemed no matter how well prepared, his anus always burned with that first thrust. He endured it, however, for the pleasure that he knew would follow. The impaled half-breed stared up at his lover, containing the soft whimpers that preyed on his lips. Still, Hakkai knew. Hakkai always knew, and he leaned down to kiss the unformed tears from his lover's eyes. He lingered, partially embedded within the man beneath him, and waited for Gojyo's pain to fade. Gojyo planted soft kisses on Hakkai's neck when he was ready, and Hakkai again pushed deeper in. This time the movement was met with a low moan from each man, and soon they could each feel the fullness of Hakkai's length fully burried within Gojyo.

Each thrust was slow at first. Hakkai had no desire to hurt his lover any more than necessary, and patience enough to prevent that. He watched over Gojyo, absorbing the way the man responded to each push and pull. The brunette was a quick study, learning the movements and angles that made Gojyo cry out louder, arch his back, and unconciously beg for more with every muscle of his body. So eager to oblige, Hakkai could sense the steady walls of control weakening within himself. Becoming a demon had not dulled his living senses. The needs of his own body refused to be ignored, and all too soon Hakkai's slow observation gave way to the rapid, lust-born pace of a man seeking his climax.

Gojyo moved his arms around Hakkai, pulling the man down to his body. Their lips clashed, the heated kiss mimicing their lower movements. The postion caused Gojyo's trapped erection to rub against the men's taunt stomachs, eliticing sweeter cries from the kappa. He could feel the growing pleasure radiating throughout, waves flowing from his center to the opposite ends of his body. Each time Hakkai crashed into him, Gojyo could feel himself being forced under those waves, until at last he drowned in them. Warm, milky fluid shot out, coating each man as Hakkai continued to move. Gojyo's inner walls clutched at him, convulsing until he too released, sending a flooding warmth into his lover.

Neither man was sure when they had stopped moving. The steady gasps for breath and contented sighs dragged each from their lingering bliss. Hakkai removed himself from Gojyo with a soft groan, then laid down beside his new lover. Their embrace was too natural, as if rehearsed, but neither man complained. Each enjoyed the presence of the other, offering the occassional caress or kiss in the silence until sleep came over them.

When morning came, Gojyo was slow to awaken. He seemed off balance, and it only took a moment for him to realize why. He was pushed to the very edge of a single bed, and likely would have fallen off had he not been against a wall. The man pondered the chances of having dreamt the previous night as he sat up, but a dull ache in his rear and the lingering mess reassured him. Gojyo laughed to himself as the sounds of the shower registered in his awakened mind.

When Hakkai emerged from the bathroom and saw Gojyo sitting up in bed, he smiled cheerfully. "Well, good morning. I hope I didn't wake you."

"No way." Gojyo grinned to Hakkai. "After last night, I slept like a baby."

"I'm glad, Gojyo. Perhaps I can use the method to coax you into waking up early without complaint."

Gojyo's smile broadened at Hakkai's reassurance. Yes Gojyo, it will happen again. Hakkai had anticipated his question, and answered it without answering it. Typical Hakkai.

Now Gojyo's Hakkai.

"Though, I do have one request.." Hakkai moved over to the long-forgotten journal that had started the affair.

"Uh, yeah... what Hakkai?" Gojyo suddenly feared the reprimand that had likely only been delayed by last night's activities.

"If you decide to read my journal again, I would prefer you didn't leave your cigarette ashes inside of it."

Damnit. Even if Gojyo hadn't signed his name, Hakkai would've known. But that was typical too. Hakkai always knew.

Author's Notes and Thanks:

Wow! Thank you so much for the kind responses. I'm glad I could bring some enjoyment to you all.

Cupnjava c[~]~~~*sip*: I was left smiling in delight as I read your review. I can't express the happiness I felt when I read it. Thank you.

Suicidal Skies: Thank you. Staying in character is a harder challenge than it seems sometimes. I'm very glad I succeeded in my task.

best left exposed: I'm really glad you enjoyed it. I do intend to write more in the future, so no worries.
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