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Verismo	By : hatochan Category: Gensomaden Saiyuki > General Views: 2264 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author�s Notes
1.) Thanks for your patience. It is greatly appreciated!

2.) Thanks to everyone who read! Please Enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: Saiyuki belongs to the talented Kazuya Minekura. I�m merely playing with the bishies for a short while. Also, Pour Some Sugar On Me belongs to Def Leppard and Sweet Child O� Mine belongs to Guns N Roses.

MUSIC: SCORE

Verismo

Overture- Pt. 2 or The Morning After

Wakefulness came to Gojyo in a delightfully slow manner. First, he became aware of being very warm, but not unpleasantly so, and the definite presence of another body pressed close. One arm was bent in front of his chest, the other draped across the neighboring waist. He felt soft puffs of air on his collar bone, a head of hair below his chin. The kappa snuggled closer to the other form, seeking further comfort in sleep.

// She's got a smile that it seems to me

Reminds me of childhood memories //

Then the cloying scent of stale sweat and sex wafted upwards from the tangled sheets and Gojyo remembered who he had taken as his bedmate. Oh shit. Hakkai. The kappa forced his eyes to crack open, blinking stupidly in the pale light of early morning. He looked down his nose to find his roommate's head nestled in the apex of his neck and shoulder, dark hair mussed from their night time activities. Gojyo stifled a groan, the dull throbbing pain of a hangover making itself known behind his crimson eyes. He debated rolling over and going back to sleep, but he really needed to take a piss and smoke a cigarette. He also needed some space to think about what had happened. Gojyo simply couldn't form an intelligent thought wrapped so tightly about the other man.

// Where everything

Was as fresh as the bright blue sky //

Decision made, Gojyo carefully unfolded himself from Hakkai's embrace and rose from the bed. The brunette sighed, mumbled something incoherent and clutched the covers. His sleep remained undisturbed. The kappa stood looking down at him for a moment, a variety of emotions washing over him as he watched his roommate bury his face into the pillow. Gojyo reached out and barely brushed his fingers across a flushed cheek before a wave of nausea hit him. He slapped a hand over his mouth and silently fled to the bathroom where he kicked the door shut and spun the shower faucets to full blast in order to cover the noise of his violent retching.
Ten minutes later, everything Gojyo had eaten the day before was swimming in the porcelain bowl, mixed with a large amount of alcohol and stomach acid. With a heavy handed flush it all went spiraling away down the drain. Gojyo spit a few more times into the empty toilet, grunting in dismay at the sight of vomit in his stray locks and turned towards the shower. He leaned wearily against the outer wall as he fumbled with the knobs, adjusting the temperature; it was way too hot and the kappa knew he would pass out if he tried to endure the volcanic spray. Gojyo managed to bring the water back to lukewarm and stepped inside. He stood in the direct line of fire from the shower head, one arm braced for support on the tile wall, thoroughly drenching his body. He opened his mouth wide to gather the water, gargle and spit, partially eliminating the acidic aftertaste left on his tongue and teeth. Aiming lazily at the tub drain Gojyo relieved himself, allowing the flood waters to wash away the yellow stream.
Once the calling of nature had been taken care of and he was able to stand without being in physical contact with one or more of the inner walls, Gojyo blindly grabbed the shampoo and began the arduous task of removing the bile and pieces of undigested rice from his hair. As he worked up a lather, the scent of vanilla and ginger assaulted his nose; he had Hakkai's shampoo. Damnit, now I'm gonna smell like him all day. Not that that's a bad thing, but it's gonna mess with my head. His member twitched, bringing attention to its opinion of the brunette. Both of them. The kappa quickly finished washing his hair and rinsed it five times more than normal, trying to get as much of the other man's scent off as possible. When he reached for the soap he double checked to make sure it was his own bar of light blue unscented soap and not his roommate's.
// Now and then when I see her face

She takes me away to that special place

And if I'd stare too long

I'd probably break down and cry //

The white noise from the shower helped to clear the kappa's head a bit. Gojyo began to think over his situation as he scrubbed his body. I just had sex with Hakkai. With my best friend. How do I feel about that? He paused to pull a wash cloth from the curtain rod. It was promptly soaked and put to use, the red head dragging the nubbly material through the suds. I don't regret it. It was fucking awesome, what I remember of it anyway. I didn't drink that much, but I have some huge memory gaps... and a whopping head ache. That really was some good sake.

Gojyo turned twice in the spray, ridding himself of the last bit of soapy bubbles. Okay, I got off track for a second there. Hakkai, back to Hakkai. Well... The shower was turned off, a few pathetic drops falling from the head to patter onto the drain's edge. ...I've already confirmed that I don't regret it. From what I remember Hakkai was completely into it too, so I'm good on that front. A clean towel was pulled from the linen closet and the tan skin was buffed dry, terry cloth tucked around angular hips as the kappa wiped off the fogged over mirror. His reflection appeared, a little fuzzy, a little bleary eyed, but him nonetheless. Gojyo then gave his attention to his bedraggled hair.

But, what if Hakkai wants more.. Gojyo wrung his red locks out over the tub before taking a second towel to the mess. Once his wild mane was moderately damp he brushed through the tangles and pulled it back into a neat low tail. It wouldn't stay neat, but at least he was trying. Toothpaste met toothbrush and was shoved unceremoniously into his mouth. Gojyo brushed aggressively, flinching when his delicate gums bled. Another reason to spit. I mean, I don't know why the hell I didn't think about this last night- oh yeah I wasn't thinking- but Hakkai never really struck me as the type who's into casual sex. So what if he thinks last night was some sort of commitment?
// Ohhh, Sweet child o' mine

Ohhhh, Sweet love of mine //

Shaving was next on his list of to-do's but after running a hand over his stubbly chin and seeing how badly it was shaking from lack of nicotine, Gojyo forwent the daily ritual in favor of feeding his primary addiction. Nah, 'Kai knows I'm not relationship material. He's a big boy, he knows the deal.
But, what if he does want more? How am I going to handle it? He took one last look in the mirror. " No worries." He spoke out loud to his foggy twin, but Gojyo left the washroom with a heavy heart, despite his self assurances.
Back in the main room, the kappa quietly padded to the corner that had been curtained off as a closet. He passed by Hakkai, still sleeping soundly, though he had changed positions. Gojyo couldn't help a smile as he saw the brunette sprawled over the entirety of the small bed, legs and arms akimbo, both hands and one foot dangling off the mattress. The kappa had never seen the other man lay like that. Hakkai was an economical sleeper; he rarely changed positions once asleep, and if he did it was merely a subtle shift like from his side to his back. The full demon reminded Gojyo of Goku, the way the youth seemed to be all long limbs and awkward angles when he fell asleep on the temple lawn after a hard day's play. There was even a glint of liquid pooling at the corner of the brunette's slack lips.
// She's got eyes of the bluest skies

As if they thought of rain //

And he's drooling! This is sweet! If sex is all it takes to get 'Kai this relaxed , then I'm gonna- Gojyo faltered. He had been thinking ' screw him into the mattress every night' ,but he couldn't just assume that his roommate would want to make a habit of their indulgence, especially if the brunette had romantic considerations. I'll have to walk on eggshells around him for awhile; not get too close, not lead him on.
// I hate to look into those eyes

And see an ounce of pain //

It also occurred to him that Hakkai may have simply experienced a moment of weakness, that he had given in to his loneliness and repressed sexual needs for one night and one night only. Gojyo frowned at that thought, because despite his wish to not be in a relationship his hedonistic nature very much wanted a repeat of the mind blowing experience. I can't say that it won't suck if we can't do it again, but I'm going to do my damndest to find some nice girl or guy to hook him up with. 'Kai obviously needs someone in that role. It's not healthy to go without for so long. Look at Sanzo.

The red head dressed quickly and quietly, doing his best to not wake the still sleeping brunette. As he tugged his socks on he noticed the rolled edge of the discarded condom peeking out from underneath a dirty pair of shorts, empty lube bottle close by. Ugh, that's a little gross. The kappa barely looked at the mess, scooping up everything and tossing it into the wastebasket. Once in the kitchen area he found that the light had been left on, dirty dishes and empty bottles littered the table and a game of Fifty-two Card Pick Up awaited him. Gojyo sucked it up and went about clearing the room. The tapes were laying haphazardly next to the stereo. The sight of them triggered one clear memory; I'm hot sticky sweet, from my head to my feet, yeah. Gojyo remembered the brunette thrusting his tongue into his mouth, the trickle of sweat crawling down his temple as Hakkai had shoved his hands down the front of the kappa's shorts. Whoa. Let's stop that train of thought before we have tenting issues. But I know that every time I look at him I'm gonna think of that song.
// Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place

Where as a child I'd hide //

His thoughts tumbled sporadically afterwards, neither here nor there until he threw the last beer can into the trash. The kappa laughed at himself as he watched Hakkai roll over in his sleep, his mouth twitching at the corner where the saliva was collecting. How did I go from hoping he doesn't want me to hoping he does so damn fast? I'm a fickle bitch, aren't I?

Gojyo pocketed his cigs, lighter and wallet; after cleaning he was in a domestic kinda mood and he knew he owed Hakkai breakfast in bed at the very least. Gojyo wrote a note explaining his intended trip to the market and that the demon shouldn't start a meal or laundry or any other household chore before the kappa returned. The longer he stays in bed the better. The man deserves a day off. He taped the note to the fridge , picked up the full trash can and the overflowing ashtrays and headed out the door with one last affectionate glance at the bed's occupant.
// And pray for the thunder

And the rain

To quietly pass me by //

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Gojyo normally visited the market on his way home in the wee hours of the morning and it was unusual for him to pick up more than a pack of smokes and some ramen. Hakkai, however, went every day before his classes, purchasing the freshest fruits, veggies , meats and baked goods that filled the flat with the most delicious aromas the tiny kitchen had ever produced. Sometimes the kappa wondered how he had ever gotten along without his roomie.
// Ohhhh, Sweet child o' mine

Ohhhh, Sweet love of mine //

Market was an unexpected joy for Gojyo. The rain had ended at some point in the night and the temperature had dropped considerably making the morning air light and fresh. The rising sun promised to be milder than previous days, only a few clouds casting shadows over the village. Gojyo sucked in deep breaths of clean air in between equally deep drags of his cigarette. Oh gods how I love nicotine...The red head spent an hour pouring over the stalls and shops, spending nearly half that time debating whether or not Hakkai would rather have blueberry or apple pancakes. He ended up buying ingredients for both. Back home Gojyo had crept through the front door, ever mindful of his flatmate and set his packages on the counter. Hakkai was still blissfully unawares, snoring softly, much to the half breed's amusement.
As soon as coffee was brewed, Gojyo inhaled a full mug with a slightly higher than recommended dose of aspirin. If this doesn't fix the worst of it, I'm going to have to go back to bed. Or , you know, the couch. Since the bed is still taken. The headache did indeed begin to flag and breakfast was quickly underway. The blueberry pancakes were soon done, stacked in perfect piles of gold and sapphire. Buttery discs sprinkled with chunks of apple were sitting on a separate plate. Gojyo spooned the last two circles of batter into the large frying pan just as the rustle of sheets sounded behind him. The red head turned to face his friend. " Morning , sleepy head." A tremendous grin spread across his tan features. Pour some sugar on me...

" Gojyo?" Hakkai was propped on one elbow, the other hand running through his incredible case of bedhead, then disdainfully wiping the corner of his mouth. His green eyes were full of confusion as he sniffed the warm air. " Are you...cooking?"
// Where do we go //

The kappa laughed and lifted the skillet from the stove. Gojyo rolled and snapped his wrist, sending the hotcakes flipping end over end until they landed golden side up back in the pan. " Yeah, I can cook you know. I just don't have many chances since you took over the kitchen."
The full youkai sat up and surveyed the room, weak eyes blinking rapidly to clear the remaining sleep. " You cleaned, as well. " Hakkai's tone was disbelieving, bordering on shock.
" Well, we kinda made a mess. Uh, breakfast is ready." Eggs, fruit and pancakes found their way to a large lilac plate, juice and tea rested next to the china on a simple wooden tray. Gojyo left the skillet on the back of the stove and carefully lifted the tray. He strode proudly to the bed, bearing his gift of ' morning after obligations', amused by the fact that he was normally on the receiving end. As he leaned over to set the food on the brunette�s lap, Gojyo planted a hearty kiss on Hakkai�s cheek. When he pulled back he saw shocked viridian. The kappa laughed. � You still taste sweet. I should start calling you Okashi.�
// Where do we go now //

Hakkai continued to look confused as Gojyo grabbed his own cup of coffee from the table and pulled a chair to the bedside. The red head grinned happily. Then he realized that Hakkai was not grinning. The youkai was not smiling. He was not even pretending to be pleasant. The brunette looked downright depressed as he moved the tray to the side.
" Gojyo, we need to talk."

// Where do we go

Sweet child o' mine //
Oh no, here it comes. Gojyo squirmed in his seat. Okay, you've done this thousands of times, it's no big deal. He mentally reviewed his usual speeches,

' I'm not ready for a commitment', 'Let's just be friends' or worse case scenario

' It was just a good lay, babe. Get over it.'.
" Last night," Hakkai began, taking Gojyo's free hand into his and cradling it in the rumpled sheets on his lap. " ,was wonderful. It was beyond wonderful, it was...indescribable." He flashed a genuine smile at the hanyou, emerald eyes brilliant in the sunlight pouring though the window. " And I care about you deeply, you are so much more than just a friend to me..."
Gojyo was sweating. Gods, this shouldn't be an issue, man. You've gone through this with half the female population in town; a fraction of the male population as well. Why are you stressin' now? He searched for an answer to that for it was highly unusual ( as in never) for him to worry about his partners' reactions. Monogamy wasn't his thing and he had no trouble telling people of his ways. So what was different this time?
// Where do we go //

"... you saved my life and gave me a new start. I owe you everything."

It's different because it's Hakkai. Because unlike all the those little simps I've had to shoot down in the past, I have to see him everyday. He lives with me, he's my best friend and I don't wanna lose that. Even if he doesn't leave ( and probably move in with Sanzo and Goku at the temple) it'll be all weird and it won't be the same as before. What the fuck have I done? Gojyo felt the heavy weight of despair pressing on his heart, nearly as strong as the night Sanzo had told him Cho Gonou was dead. And , indeed, it was similar; he was going to lose him again.
// Where do we go now //

" I'm afraid you and I have different perceptions of what occurred last night."

Can I really reject him? Look what happened when his sister died, he went nuts. It's only been a year since the whole cutting thing happened and he still has these moments when I know he's thinking about her and questioning his own life. The red head continued to stare blankly ahead, hardly listening to the one sided conversation, instead continuing in his melodramatic mental rantings. I mean , I don't think Hakkai is weak, but how much can he take? And do I want to be the cause of a downward spiral?
// Where do we go now //

" It was a beautiful experience , but a serious commitment is something that I simply cannot give you."

If he ever- Gojyo's brain caught Hakkai's last statement, but wasn't quick enough to process it fully. He just knew that it didn't sound quite like what he had been expecting. " What?"
" I'm so sorry, Gojyo." The brunette looked truly unhappy now, brows furrowed, green eyes livid pools of pained sympathy as he clutched the kappa's hand even tighter. " I should not have taken advantage of your state of mind last night. I should have been more responsible-"
" Wait. You think that I want a serious relationship because of last night?" Gojyo hoped he was hearing correctly. At the youkai's affirmative nod, the red head had to ask, " Why do you think that?"
" Y-you cleaned and c-c-cooked." Hakkai stuttered in a very uncharacteristic manner. Despondency gave way to puzzlement. " I mean, you've never ..."
The kappa sat stock still for a moment, then burst out laughing. Gojyo nearly fell out of his chair, deep guffaws rocking his entire body; coffee sloshed over the rim of his mug, darkening the thighs of his pants. He knew if anyone else had insinuated that he was a lazy bastard the red head would have thrown an indignant fit. Only Hakkai could get away with using the truth against him.

" Hahahahahahaha! I- I know it l-lo-looks bad, but- hahaha- but I j-just wanted to give y-you a break- hahahaha!"
Hakkai lost his grip on the other man's hand and sat gaping. " So, all this is ..."
// Where do we go //

Finally regaining some of his composure, Gojyo set his half empty cup onto the floor and placed a damp hand on the back of his head. He smiled, embarrassed flush spreading on top of the laughter induced rosy stain. " I admit, I was kinda thinking along the same lines, hoping breakfast in bed would buy some forgiveness, but I really just wanted to do something for you." Gojyo let his hand fall from his hair and fixed the brunette with sincerest ruby. " You've done way too much for me and last night was so incredible... " The kappa fumbled for words, his customary suave nature temporarily abandoning him. " Giving you a break from doing my chores is the very least I could do. "
Hakkai's smile was broad and more than a little relieved. Fingers combed through the silky mop of chocolate strands, small chuckles preceded his soft speech. " I'm sorry to have jumped to conclusions. I just didn't expect this. " He waved a hand to indicate the food and tidy room.
" You thought I 'd either sleep 'til noon or be gone when you got up, right?" Gojyo questioned with a sly grin.
" Well..."
" It's okay, man. " The kappa heartened the tentative brunette. " That would have been true to form, but you're not one of my one nighters. I won't treat you like one, I want you to know that. And I'm sorry I just assumed you'd flake out on me. "
" I suppose I've never given you any reason to think otherwise." Hakkai tapped a finger on his cheek in contemplation. " But I can assure you that I will not ' flake out'. "
" I just never pegged you for the type to fool around with anyone." Gojyo blurted and instantly regretted the uncouth words." I mean, like me."
Hakkai chuckled again. " Typically, I don't. Of course, I didn't sleep with just anyone. I know and trust you." His head cocked to one side, sweet expression on his beautiful face. " It's different. "
They were both quiet for a long companionable moment. Then Gojyo spoke up.

" So, to make sure we're clear on everything; we both enjoyed last night and neither of us wants to go steady."
" Correct. Also, we both learned something very important."
" What would that be, sensei?"
" We are still capable of surprising the other."

" Agreed. " Gojyo reached for the neglected tray. " 'Kay, breakfast time!" He grabbed a blueberry pancake from the top of the stack and rolled it up before shoving it into his mouth. That went soooooo much better than I had planned.

Hakkai shifted on the bed, flinching noticeably as he did so. " Ah, could I possibly take a shower first?"
Gojyo had caught the pained looked. He quickly swallowed his chunk of fluffy goodness and removed the tray to the kitchen table. " Kami, I 'm sorry 'Kai." The kappa returned to the bed to offer his assistance to the uke, helping Hakkai to his feet. " I was way too rough, I'm sorry. "
" No, no, no. " Off handed waves dismissed the red head's concerns. " I've had worse injuries, none of which I enjoyed receiving as I did this particular ache."

Hakkai stood on shaky legs, sheet fixed about his hips. " Nothing a hot shower and some aspirin can't fix."
The two men shuffled towards the bathroom, tan arm looped about an ivory waist. Gojyo released his supporting hold once Hakkai stepped over the threshold. " Like I said, you're getting the day off, so you're back into the bed as soon as you're finished in the shower. I'll put your food on the back of the stove to keep warm and change the sheets so it'll be all ready for ya."
" That's not nece-"
" Yeah, it is." Gojyo said firmly, no room for argument in his tone. " You have a strict schedule today; eat, sleep, eat, sleep, eat , an hour to teach me how to do those weird brain teaser puzzles you're addicted to and then more sleep." The kappa was graced with more musical laughter as he turned back to the sleeping area, intent on stripping the bed in record time. He was brought up short by an unexpected query.

// Where do we go now //

" Gojyo, if I'm not merely another one-night stand, " Hakkai was standing in the doorway to the bath, the hand not keeping the linen around his body resting lightly on the jamb. His eyes held amusement and something more questioning beneath. " , does that mean I may compare notes with Tenten?"

What the hell? Tenten? Does that mean... Gojyo was struck momentarily speechless. 'Comparing notes with Tenten' had become the village's code for anyone lucky enough to find a regular spot on the lover boy's schedule. The blonde in reference had been the first woman to capture a solid position with Gojyo, the kappa found in her bed at least twice a week as of his sixteenth birthday. Since then, the young women whom he felt comfortable enough with to return to their beds without the fear of being stalked or captured in marriage had developed a camaraderie. Gojyo knew they met every once in awhile, had drinks and discussed his bedroom exploits. He knew they tended to �set straight� some of the more aggressively needy girls who tried to win his favor or get back at him after rejection.
He also knew that if Hakkai was asking if he was part of that exclusive clique, it meant that his wildest dream had come true. Hakkai wants to have sex with me again! Hooray!!! Gojyo forced the giddy cheer down before it could ruin his cool exterior. He gave the brunette a broad smile and winked. � You got it, okashi.�
Hakkai grinned as well, but rolled his eyes at the nickname. � You have an odd affinity for dessert labels.�
� Would you prefer something else? Wa-gashi?�

� No.�
� Dango?�
� No.�
� Pocky?�
� Now you�re just being silly.�
� Sweetness?� Gojyo was being silly; he liked getting the youkai to smile. He honestly did not expect Hakkai to grin in response and nod his head.
� I can handle that.� The brunette snickered and ducked into the bathroom, closing the door on a wide eyed kappa.

Well...shit. Gojyo stared at the dingy painted door for another minute, then started tugging the bedclothes from the mattress.

// Sweet child o' mine //

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