Adult-FanFiction.org : Anime

Stolen Moments	By : lechymonk Category: Gensomaden Saiyuki > General Views: 1646 -:- 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
- 2
- 3
Hakkai was dancing. In the kitchen, with the wet mop.

Gojyo watched with a smile on his face as Hakkai, shirtless, shifted the mop from his left hand to his right hand, dipping slightly as he caught the wooden handle. The radio was playing softly in the hot kitchen and drops of sweat rolled leisurely down Hakkai�s back, stopping for a second in the small of his back before disappearing down the back of his jeans. In spite of the fact that the front door was open, there wasn�t much of a breeze circulating through their little house. What little breeze there was coming through the open door and windows, was warm and only added to the heat of the kitchen.

Hand on top of the wooden handle of the mop, Hakkai took a step to the left, shifting his hips out and bringing his feet almost together. Making a figure 8 with his hips, Hakkai moved to the right, shuffling his bare feet in time with the music. As if the mop were a human partner, Hakkai slowly danced around the mop, quietly humming with the song. Gojyo watched the play of muscles underneath Hakkai�s damp, flushed skin as Hakkai came full circle. A slide to the right, Hakkai mopped a few feet of the kitchen floor, shoulders and torso moving with the sensual music. Familiar music that brought back memories of a dance Gojyo had once seen as a child.

It was called the tango and Gojyo could still remember how beautiful the dancing couple looked on that long ago summer night. One man and one woman, dancing in an outdoor festival. The music was simple, only a few instruments. An accordion, a violin and a piano. When the accordion played, the man danced bold and sure steps, seducing the woman with his steps, the accordion providing his voice. The woman�s steps were less sure but there was want and desire in her every step. The violin rose sharply as the man took her in his arms, her passion for him rising in every note played. The piano accompanied the man and woman as he pressed his body close to hers, the woman denying to herself that she wanted his man but her body responded so willingly. As the dance came to the conclusion, Gojyo felt the first stirrings of something in his body. Confused, he started to leave the area hoping not to be seen all alone and have to answer questions from suspicious patrons.

Walking behind a couple, Gojyo heard the man remark about the dance they too had seen.

�I�m glad you talked me into this. I really liked that last dance.� Leaning next to the woman he was with, the man whispered in her ear. �I didn�t know that dancing could be that sexy.�

�It wasn�t sexy, it was sensual. It was like watching a seduction unfold in front of you. The music was just perfect for the tango! The accordion as the man�s voice and the violin as the woman�s. Just breathtaking!�
Gojyo�s eyes refocused on Hakkai. Watching Hakkai dance to the same music from all those years ago stirred slumbering desire in Gojyo. Hakkai had stopped dancing around the kitchen and stood in one spot again and had his head tilted back and to the side, as if he was resting his head on an invisible lover�s shoulder. Knowing that Hakkai hadn�t heard Gojyo come in from outside where he had been given the wonderful job of pulling weeds, Gojyo snuck up behind Hakkai and wrapped his arms around Hakkai�s waist and shoulders.

A cold bare chest pressed against Hakkai�s warm back. Dropping the mop, it fell to the floor, making a clattering noise as Hakkai tried to turn around in Gojyo�s arms. Gojyo must have washed himself outside with the garden hose when he finished with the weeding. A shiver went through Hakkai as his overheated body reacted to Gojyo�s colder one.

�You startled me! How long have you been in the house?� Gojyo was swaying in time with the music. Hakkai found himself being caught up in the music again and he started to move with Gojyo, his head laying back on Gojyo�s shoulder. He smelled good, a combination of the outdoors and his normal scent. A light kiss on the side of Hakkai�s neck made him smile.

�Long enough to want to cut in.� Turning Hakkai around in his arms, Gojyo grasped one of Hakkai�s hands and put it on his shoulder. Once he had Hakkai positioned as he wanted, Gojyo started to move. �Do you mind giving up your old partner and dancing with me?� Taking a quick step to the right, Gojyo forced Hakkai to start moving. Dancing with a mop was one thing but with Gojyo?

�I�m a terrible dancer, Gojyo.� Hakkai lurched backwards, trying to mimic Gojyo�s steps. Wincing, Hakkai felt as if his feet were made of lead as he watched Gojyo�s light steps to the new song. Gojyo�s body brushed up against his as they made their way around the hot kitchen, Hakkai�s bare feet shuffling across the still wet floor. Gojyo looked as if he�d been dancing for years, his body instinctively moving to the music.

�So? It�s just you and me here. No one to bother us, no one�s watching us so just let the music guide you and move with me.� Gojyo turned Hakkai, his hand on Hakkai�s back guiding his movements. �I like this song. It reminds me of the beginning of our relationship.�

Guiding Hakkai, they went dancing by the table and suddenly spinning Hakkai from his arms, Gojyo and Hakkai were an arms length away. Tugging Hakkai back to him, Gojyo faced Hakkai away from him, their hips moving and swaying sensuously together. Biting back a moan, Hakkai could feel the beginnings of arousal stirring within his body. Seduction. Gojyo had it down to an art and Hakkai loved every second of it. With the way he made love, it was no wonder Gojyo was an excellent dancer.

Gojyo�s arms surrounded Hakkai�s chest. Kissing Hakkai�s neck, Gojyo let his mouth drift over the hot, sweaty skin of his lover as they swayed in time with the song on the radio. Holding one of Hakkai�s hands, Gojyo spun Hakkai away from him again. Grinning at Hakkai, Gojyo danced over to where Hakkai was standing and took him in his arms again.

Hakkai smiled back at Gojyo. It was so wonderful dancing with Gojyo, even though Hakkai still felt slightly bashful.

�Where did you learn to dance?�

Gojyo led them around the table once again, ending up near the kitchen sink. �Do you really want to know?�

It was probably one of Gojyo�s many conquests that taught him how to dance. That thought brought Hakkai�s mood down a bit. While he knew that Gojyo had been with many women before they had met, it didn�t mean that Hakkai wanted to hear all the details.

�No, perhaps not.�

For a few moments, the only sound in the kitchen was the song on the radio and the sound of their shuffling feet. They were dancing in place in front of the sink and then Gojyo guided Hakkai to the wall near the stove. Gojyo could feel Hakkai�s shoulders tense up at the thought of how Gojyo learned to dance.

�Her name was Mayu.� Sighing inwardly, Gojyo�s heart broke a little bit as Hakkai�s spine stiffened. �She was about 80 years old, wrinkled beyond belief and hard of hearing.� Gojyo smiled as Hakkai relaxed in his arms again. �I was almost 16 when she took me in for a few months.�

�How did you meet her?� Hakkai�s back was against the wall. The song they were dancing to stopped and another soft song came on the radio. Moving Gojyo closer to him, Hakkai draped his arms around Gojyo�s neck. Nudging Gojyo�s mouth, Hakkai nipped at Gojyo�s bottom lip.

�In the market. I had been hanging around this dude�s cart, hoping that when he was distracted, I could grab a few apples.� Gojyo leaned into Hakkai�s embrace, putting his arms loosely around Hakkai�s waist. �She came up to the cart and bought two bags worth of stuff. The guy starts screaming at me to get the hell away from his cart when she shoved the bags into my chest and orders me to follow her.�

�I stared at her, my mouth hanging open like an idiot. She asked me if I was stupid or something and I think I shook my head but to tell you the truth, I was kind of a stupid kid.�

Hakkai kissed Gojyo hard. �Never say you were a stupid kid. You survived on your own for years and a stupid person wouldn�t be able to do that.�

�Ok, ok! So, I wasn�t stupid, just dumb. OW!� Hakkai had pinched Gojyo�s skin above his waist. �You know I like it when you punish me.� Chasing Hakkai�s mouth, Gojyo caught him, kissing him deeply and shoving a long leg between Hakkai�s legs. Their conversation was forgotten for a few minutes while they stood in that hot kitchen, the smell of freshly cut grass drifting in the house on the hot breeze, kissing each other as if it would be their last kiss.

They broke apart and Gojyo smiled as he imagined Hakkai�s reaction to the next part of the story.

�Anyway, I follow her home with these two huge sacks of groceries. She�s fast for an old chick and I gotta hurry to keep up with her. A few blocks later and a shit load of people staring at us, we finally get to her house. It was a tiny thing.� Gojyo frowned. �Come to think of it, this house is a lot like hers was.� He shrugged. �Mayu opened the door and waved me into the house and we�re in the tiny kitchen and I put the bags down and go to leave.�

��Have you eaten today?� Shocked the hell out of me when she yelled that out. We didn�t talk all the way to her house and then she screams a question at me. Kinda threw me and I just shook my head no. She pushed me down in a chair and made me my first hot meal in almost two weeks. I gulped it down so fast that I got a stomachache but it was worth it.�

�I didn�t want to ask why she brought me back there. She sat down across from me and told me that she had seen me around the market and I was a damn skinny thing.�

Hakkai ran his hands up Gojyo�s ribs. �You�re still too skinny.�

�Stop that!� Gojyo twisted a bit. Hakkai had found out that he was ticklish one night. He tried holding back the laughter but Hakkai knew just where his most ticklish spots were and went right for them. Soon, Gojyo was breathless with laughter. �St�stop it. I got my reputation as a bad ass to keep!�

Hakkai stopped tickling him. �Oh, please. If anyone saw you fighting over the last spring roll with Goku or playing catch with him at the monastery, they would see right through you. Sometimes I wonder who is the bigger kid, you or Goku.�

Grabbing Hakkai�s hand, Gojyo placed over his crotch, his arousal hard and thick under Hakkai�s palm. Gojyo licked at Hakkai�s lips. �This feel like a kid to you?�

A groan escaped from Hakkai. �No, but we can explore that later.� One last caress. �Tell me how you learned to dance.� Wrapping his arms around Gojyo�s neck again, Hakkai snuggled close. Their bodies were wet with sweat and yet neither of them felt the urge to leave the comfort of each other�s arms.

�After she fed me, I got up from the table and went to the door. To the people of the town, I was nothing more than a dirty half-breed and no one wanted to be seen with me, let alone have me in their house. I thanked her for the meal but I didn�t even make it to the door.�

�I swear, Hakkai, she didn�t even come up to my shoulders, she was so short. Mayu wrinkled her nose at me, yelled that I stunk and I needed a bath. The next thing I know, she�s dragging me to the bathroom, telling me not to come out until I�ve washed my hair at least twice and make sure I get my armpits really good. The bathroom door closed behind her and I just stand there. I figure that I might as well take a bath and I�m just getting my shirt off when she comes flying through the door again.�

�Clean clothes come flying at me. �These were my late husband�s! I know they aren�t what the young people like to wear these days but beggars can�t be choosers!� My shirt�s off and suddenly, I see tears in her eyes. Looking down, I see all these old cuts and bruises all over my chest from the last gang of shit heads I ran into. Mayu sniffs and leaves the bathroom without another word.�

Pulling back, Gojyo looks into Hakkai�s eyes. �She was crying for me. Me. A half-breed.� Gojyo says that as if he still can�t believe it after all these years. That another person would give a damn about him.

Closing his eyes, Hakkai wishes he could go back in the past and find this woman and give her a hug. Thank her for taking in this wonderful man, protecting him from the scorn of others, even if it was just for a few months. He said a quick thank you to the Merciful Goddess for bringing Mayu into Gojyo�s life.

Clearing his throat, trying to dispel the lump in his throat, Gojyo sighs shakily against Hakkai. �After my bath, Mayu�s got a futon on the floor of the kitchen. �It�s not much but it�ll do! I�m old and I need help around the house and I figure you�ll do! I can�t pay you but you can sleep here and I�ll feed ya! Put some meat on those bones!� My ears were ringing by the time she got done talking. She was almost deaf and yelled out everything.�

�That night was the first time I really slept in a long time. The futon was damn lumpy but it was better than sleeping behind a store, near the garbage. The next morning, she�s got a huge breakfast for me and then, she gives me a list of chores to do. After about two weeks, we�re pretty good friends. I don�t tell her about Jien or my mother, of course and she never asks why I�m on my own.�

�One night, after dinner, Mayu shocks the hell out of me by yelling that she likes this song on the radio and she wants to dance.� Gojyo grins at the memory. A kid and an old lady, shuffling around in the tiny kitchen to a song on an old radio.

�I don�t know how many times I stepped on her feet and she yelled at me every time I did. After a few days, I manage to stop lurching around and I get smoother at this whole dancing thing. Pretty soon, we�re dancing. I mean, really dancing.�

Gojyo�s body suddenly slumped against Hakkai�s. �She died in her sleep.� Pain laced Gojyo�s voice. �I�d been there about 3 months when she died. I found her one morning, all peaceful like, laying in bed. I didn�t know what to do. Shit, Hakkai, I was just a punk kid.� Hot tears fell on Hakkai�s shoulder.

All Hakkai could do was hold Gojyo while he quietly cried. His heart breaking for his lover and best friend, Hakkai felt so useless. Gojyo had so many deaths to deal with in his short life. His father, mother, stepmother, and Mayu. Two of them didn�t care enough about him to live for him. One of them hated him with every fiber of her being. Other than Jien, he had at least one other person in his past that did give a damn about him.

�I wrote a note and packed my bags. I taped the note to the neighbors door, pounded on it until I heard them and ran like hell. It wasn�t until I left town that I realized that I was wearing her dead husband�s clothes. They were the only ones I had but I didn�t think she would�ve minded.�

A cool breeze came through the door and open windows. A few fat drops of rain hit the roof of their house, tiny pings echoing through the kitchen.

�Show me.� Gojyo looked at Hakkai in confusion. �Show me what other dances Mayu taught you.� Those brilliant red eyes shone bright with tears. With his thumb, Hakkai wiped away the few tears that had fallen.

Pulling Hakkai away from the wall, Gojyo walked them into the center of the kitchen. With one arm around Hakkai�s waist, he took Hakkai�s hand and placed it around his shoulder and grabbed his other hand, pulling them close together. Hakkai�s hand landed on his chest and Gojyo wrapped his hand around it.

A new song came on, the singer singing about a bond between two people and how even though no one else could see it, that bond would always be there. That�s what they had from the moment Gojyo picked Hakkai up on that horrible rainy night; a bond that stretched between them that could never be broken.

As they danced in a slow circle, the short rain shower turned into a downpour but neither of them noticed. It didn�t matter that the rain was coming into the kitchen, making the floor wet and Hakkai would have to mop it all over again. It didn�t matter that the threadbare curtains were getting soaked and would have to be laundered later that day.

All that mattered to Hakkai was that he was right were he belonged. In Gojyo�s arms.
- 2
- 3
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Stolen Moments