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My Sun, My Supernova	By : ditchgospel Category: Gensomaden Saiyuki > General Views: 3283 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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My Sun, My Supernova

Chapter 5

Short Circuit

The new day is fresh from the night's rain, the heat wave having finally been
washed away in its wake. The burning sun remains, but at least the suffering
intensity of its rays have diminished, and some welcome relief has been
obtained.

Sanzo throws open the curtains with gusto, letting in the light and warmth of
the sun to fill the room. The sunshine drenches across the floor to strike upon
Goku where he lays still asleep, glittering off of the power-limiter he is
forced to wear and bathing his face with its glow.

Sanzo turns from the window and leans against the windowsill, lazily
regarding the sleeping shape. A deep sleeper, Goku has not yet stirred since
Sanzo has been up and moving about the room. Sanzo runs his fingers through his
hair, and then uses his hands to push off from the wall where he leans, stepping
quickly over to crouch at Goku's side.

After a moment's contemplation, the corners of his eyes crinkle in amusement,
and he blows softly onto Goku's face. At the lack of response, Sanzo bounces
slightly on his toes, tapping his fingers on his knee. Then impatience gives way
to a mischievous glint in his eyes and a small smirk twitches across his
lips.

Dropping to his knees and leaning in close, he blows directly into Goku's
ear, and then draws back a little, still leaning over the other as he waits for
the reaction. Goku makes a small muffled noise and cracks open his eyes.

"Morning."

At the sound of Sanzo's voice, he forces his sleepy eyes apart all the way,
and then starts when he becomes aware of Sanzo's face hovering over his own.

"San... zo?"

"Time to rise and shine, Goku."

Goku allows himself a moment to squint up into Sanzo's eyes, still dazed from
sleep. Then Sanzo abruptly stands, taking his shadow with him and leaving Goku's
eyes no longer shielded from the sun. He blinks and sits up.

"Goku, what are you doing on the floor, might I ask?"

"Huh? You... last night... didn't you tell me to... to get off the bed?"

He suddenly feels chilly despite the warmth of the room as he remembers
Sanzo's previous cold treatment towards him.

"You really took that seriously, did you? I was only teasing with my silly
little monkey. You should know that by now."

Goku frowns. What the heck did Sanzo just say? Swallowing his hesitation, he
decides to ask his question.

"Sanzo, are you... is everything okay? Did somethin' bad come up at the
reading last night?"

Sanzo chuckles slightly.

"Everything's fine, Goku. In fact, that was the last session. I finally have
my answers, and everything is so clear now, it feels so...
liberating."

"Sanzo? Are you sure..."

Before Goku can finish his sentence, Sanzo squats down behind him and places
a hand gently over his lips, leaning in to whisper in his ear.

"Shhh..."

Goku shivers as a pleasant tingling sensation travels through his body.
Sanzo's breath is warm against the skin of his neck as the softly whispered
words continue.

"Goku, I have something to tell you, but it's a secret. Hakkai and Gojyo
don't even need to know. I know you don't like secrets, but this is important.
It's just between you and I. Can you keep my secret safe for me, Goku?"

Goku nods his head, feeling quite overwhelmed.

"That's what I wanted to hear, Goku. Now, go eat your breakfast, and we'll
talk about it later, Okay?"

Goku nods again, and Sanzo lets his hand slip slowly from it's position over
Goku's mouth, and stands, moving to the table to retrieve his smokes.

Dazed, confused and blushing profusely, Goku stands groggily and makes his
way out to the kitchen. Pausing at the door, he turns back to watch as Sanzo
lights up his cigarette, and frowns.

Sanzo looks so uncharacteristically relaxed this morning. Plus, there's
something weird about his appearance. He has the sutra draped over his
shoulders, but minus the robe. All he's wearing are his jeans with the black top
and gloves. Goku notes also that Sanzo has tied his hair back into a small
ponytail, and simply tucked his gun casually down the back of his pants.

It's been hard enough sometimes lately not to stare at Sanzo, but now, Goku
has to shake his head and force himself to look away before he melts on the
spot. Attempting to distract himself with thoughts of food, he continues on to
go and have his breakfast.

XXX

The afternoon finds the two of them meandering the streets, as Sanzo leads
them on an apparently aimless path through the village. They spend some time wandering through the market, buying lunch, cigarettes,
good luck charms (because Sanzo says he thinks it's funny) and, to Goku's
puzzlement, a little pocket knife that seems to catch Sanzo's fancy.

Eventually, Sanzo stops in front of a small building, and Goku recognizes it
as the fortune-teller's shop.

"Hey, Sanzo, I though you said..."

"Relax, Goku. I just have to pick something up, and then we're done here. Wait here. I'll just be a minute."

After a few minutes of waiting, Goku grows bored and peers in through the
door to see what the hold up is. To his surprise, Sanzo seems to be searching
for something, as he busily goes through the assortment of herbs and strange
concoctions in the shop. He takes a whiff of each one and examines various
items, before finally seeming to locate what he's after, stuffing it into the
bag with the cigarettes. When he emerges from the shop, he briefly wraps an arm around Goku's shoulders before letting his hand brush across his back.

"Goku, let's go."

"Sanzo, is it okay for you just to take stuff?"

Sanzo gives him a sharp look.

"I thought I told you to wait outside. What were you doing spying on my
business?"

"Ahh... I... "

Sanzo sighs.

"Never mind. It's a parting gift. She said I could choose whichever incense I
want."

"Oh."

"Cheer up, Goku. Do you want me to get you something else to eat?"

"'Kay. I am pretty hungry."

"Of course you are. And afterwards, we can talk about that little secret I
mentioned earlier."

Goku blushes again, remembering the incident from this morning, and tags
along with Sanzo as they leave the fortuneteller's home behind.

XXX

Back in the room at their host's house, Sanzo carefully shuts the door and
draws the curtains, before sitting at the table and beckoning for Goku to take
the other seat.

Goku sits, waiting nervously while Sanzo flicks on his lighter and ignites
the end of yet another cigarette. After a couple of suspenseful drags, he
finally turns his attention on his companion.

"Goku. I've been thinking, and I've come to the conclusion that we are
definitely in the wrong line of work. Religion doesn't suit me, never did, never
will. I know some regretful things happened in the past, but it's time to get
over it and move on."

Sanzo pauses for another leisurely breath of smoke as Goku stares at him from
across the table.

"Humans and demons, their time for harmonious living is over. Hmph. As if
humans ever fully accepted demons as equals to begin with. You and I, on the
other hand, we've got a connection. Together, we can do anything."

He fixes his eyes on Goku, his entire demeanour an odd display of casual
intensity.

"I say, fuck the gods and their holy mission. If Kougaiji wants to revive
Gyuumaoh, then good for him. What concern is it of ours?"

By now, Goku is gaping so hard, one would think his eyes are about to fall
out of their sockets. Sanzo seems not to notice as he continues.

"'Course, he needs my scripture to do it. That's the catch. By ordering Genjo
Sanzo on this mission, the gods are sending the weapon of destruction right into
the enemy's hands, putting faith in us to do the job right and not let that
happen. And if I do nothing, Kougaiji comes after me for it anyway."

Sanzo pauses again while he makes use of the ashtray.

"So, I say, we go west, we hand over the scripture, and then we simply sit
back and watch the fireworks. Game over."

A small, strangled sound of shock escapes Goku , and his eyes widen even
more at Sanzo's next sentence.

"Oh, I'm being rude, aren't I? I forgot to offer you a cigarette."

Goku blinks, and Sanzo shrugs.

"Suit yourself."

Goku leans back in his chair, utterly speechless, but Sanzo's unbelievable
words aren't over yet.

"As for Hakkai and Gojyo, I can see them having a little problem with all
this. So we don't tell them our plans. They think we're going west to fight? So
let them fight."

He shrugs again, and leans forward in his chair.

"Now, you might be thinking, why not just hand over the scripture now and get
it over with? Well, that's just not my style. Genjo Sanzo does not surrender
anything, unless it's in my own special way."

He narrows his eyes at Goku.

"The gods can take their precious scripture and rot in hell. I serve no one
but myself. Free of everything, not bound by anything, only live your life just
as it is."

"Sanzo?"

"Are you with me, Goku? Can you still see the light?"

"Sanzo... I..."

"Shhh. Remember, this is a secret between you and I. We'll meet with Hakkai
and Gojyo in the morning, but breath a word of this to either of them, or to
anyone, and you might find yourself lost in the dark, with no more sun to light
your way. I don't want that to happen, Goku, do you?"

XXX

Night arrives with nothing more being said regarding Sanzo's revelation to
Goku. Goku does not known what to say. He's still in shock, with
absolutely no idea what to think.

Emotionally exhausted, Goku prepares himself for bed. Just as he's wondering
rather confusedly if he should use the bed or the floor, Sanzo suddenly puts out
the light in the room, gazing at Goku intently in the dark, his cigarette
burning with a fiery orange glow and casting an eerie light upon his face. His
voice, when he speaks, is like black velvet, wrapping around Goku like an
alluring caress.

"Your eyes, the way they shine in the dark. You electrify me."

Goku watches, fascinated, as Sanzo discards his cigarette and begins to
approach, like a shadow on the move, or a feline stalking it's prey. His heart
pounds as Sanzo closes the distance between them.

Soon, Sanzo is directly in front of him, and still he doesn't stop. He keeps
moving forward, forcing Goku to back away. This continues, like a slow dance in
the dark, until Goku feels his back come up against the wall, and he catches his
breath in surprise.

Sanzo does not stop his advance even now, and as he proceeds to press his
slender body against Goku's smaller, more compact form, the unexpected pyhsical
contact makes Goku gasp again.

When Sanzo gracefully bends his incredibly pale, supple neck to dip his head
and nuzzle Goku delicately on the throat, slipping one hand onto the back of
Goku's own neck as he does so, Goku forgets to breath at all. The nuzzling
becomes a kiss, and Goku forgets how to breath, period. When the kiss
progresses to gentle nibbling and sucking, hell, Goku forgets his own name.
That is, until Sanzo whispers it into his ear before nipping and teasing the earlobe. At this, Goku finally releases his breath with a faint sound
that can only be called a moan.

In response, Sanzo pulls away, trapping Goku within smoldering violet eyes.
One mesmerizing moment of expectant wonder, and then...

Sanzo's lips are upon Goku's, and Goku moans into his mouth and revels in the
sweet tongue that finds his own.

Warmth becomes heat. Confusion becomes surrender. Nothing exists beyond this
moment, this touch...

This perfect ecstasy.

Sanzo shifts his body slightly, pressing in closer, and our favourite monkey
king seriously thinks he might have died and gone straight to Heaven.

Suddenly, the taste of blood invades Goku's senses, and, alarmed, he
disengages the contact.

Annoyed, Sanzo tightens his hold on the back of Goku's neck in frustration
and attempts to reinitiate the kiss, but before he can recapture those fugitive
lips, Goku has noticed the source of the unwelcome interruption.

"Sanzo, your nose, it's bleeding."

Sanzo looks startled, and then his eyes cloud over. He touches his face in
disbelief, and stares at the blood that comes away on his fingers.

"Shit."

Quickly, he goes to the table, turns on the light, and begins digging in his
things for something, finally pulling out the packet he had taken from the
mystic's shop.

With haste, he sets the incense burning, and goes to the bathroom to clean up
the blood.

As soon as Sanzo is out of sight, Goku slumps against the wall, his skin
flushed and his senses still buzzing with confusion and excitement. In a daze,
he goes and throws himself onto the bed.

When Sanzo reappears, his mood is obviously not a good one, and Goku thinks
it wise to leave him undisturbed, pretending to be asleep. In truth, his heart
almost has a panic attack when Sanzo takes the place next to him on the bed.
However, the blond simply rolls onto his side, facing away from Goku, and soon
falls sound asleep. It is quite some time before Goku manages to follows
suit.

XXX

Some time later, Goku finds himself awakening in the middle of the night. He
lies still for a moment, listening. Something feels off, and it disturbs him.
Turning his head, he notices Sanzo isn't next to him. He scans the room, which
turns out to be empty. Then it hits him. Blood. He can smell blood, Sanzo's
blood.

He frowns, thinking that Sanzo must be having another nosebleed. Concerned
and unsettled, he gets up to look for his companion, going to check the
bathroom. Sanzo is in there all right, but it's not just a nosebleed that Goku
smells.

Sanzo seems not to notice Goku, and appears quite occupied with his activity.
In his hand, he holds the little knife that he had purchased earlier, and he is
busily in the process of cutting into the flesh of his own forearm.

Goku is about to call out, and then pauses in sudden alarm. Sanzo is not just
randomly cutting away; he's actually carving something into his skin, a
word.

S I N

Again, Goku starts to go forward to intervene, when suddenly Sanzo throws
back his head with a hiss of pleasure, and starts to laugh.

It is a delirious, hysterical, pointless kind of laughter, one that just goes
on and on even as it seems to steal his breath, and Goku becomes afraid. He is
afraid as he watches Sanzo drop the knife in a puddle of blood and laugh himself
senseless on the bathroom floor. He finds himself unable to make his presence
known, and flees back to the bed.

Diving onto the mattress, Goku pulls the covers over his head, shaking with
distress until sleep finally overtakes him.
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