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Relax and Hang On -- Again	By : cupnjava Category: Gensomaden Saiyuki > General Views: 20723 -:- 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
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Summary: What is there to summarize? We have Kenren, Tenpou, a rule book, and play-doh. Oh yeah… and umm some broken items to explain. Listen carefully and you’ll hear the “call backs”.

Note: Ok, ok, ok we all know Kenren doesn’t have crimson eyes and hair, but for continuity and because I really like the crimson / emerald thang [gee could ya tell?]. I’m going with Kenren from the anime not the manga. [Searching through jpegs] Alright, there are numerous inconsistencies in regards to costuming between the Anime, Manga and art books. So, I pulled up a screen shot (the one with the Merciful Goddess and her four “toys”) I’m going with that -- even though I like the red trim better. Sigh.
BTW, with enough Yoga, the second position mentioned in here is indeed possible.

But, I wouldn’t know anything about that. [insert purely innocent look here]

I sincerely regret to inform you that there will be a delay in posting the next chapter “Red Velvet and Crimson Cries“. 1) I am moving. I can’t pack and move at the same time. 2) We are SWAMPED at work and I have had to bring my briefcase home with me a lot recently. Sigh… all in the name of commerce I suppose. 3) I want to make sure I have not written myself into a corner with “Red Velvet and Crimson Cries”. Additionally, 4) I need feedback before I have the kahoonas to post it [see note at end]. If you let me know I can’t go there, then it will be reworked. I don’t want one gruesome chapter to turn my wonderful readers away from the rest of the story.
My goal has been: one posting every two weeks. I’ve been able to beat that, but now I may have to use the whole two weeks or maybe even three depending on how many more hitches I’m going to have to work out in regards to the move. Sigh. I’m terribly sorry.
I’m sorry about the delay and I’m sorry this chapter is short.
This brews for you,
Cupnjava c[~]~~~ *sip*

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Relax and Hang On : Kenren, Tenpou and the Plot Against Heaven

Kenren opened the door to Tenpou’s library/office. He didn’t knock anymore, that was pretty much pointless. Tenpou never heard knocks, “hellos” or anything along those lines. Always engrossed in those books, scrolls and maps. Sheesh, he really needs to get out more.

He stepped through the doorframe and with practiced precision dodged all the former trees as they fell around him. He can’t get out ….awww goddamn it! It’s been, what? Three weeks since we cleaned this. GODS! He let out a little huff. Why am I surprised? He sucked his teeth. Typical. He shoved the door closed leaving pieces of parchment on both sides of the door. He lifted his black boots over piles of assorted layers of dried, pressed, printed pulp.
He rounded a book case. Holy shit! He’s actually in his chair.

Tenpou was sitting at his desk, in his chair -- for once using the piece of furniture for something other than a rolling bookcase. His hair, fallen from behind his ears, cascaded over his shoulders and surrounded his down-turned face. Providing inky curtains for the lightly tanned window that harbored those emerald eyes.
Kenren looked around at the floor and realized why Tenpou was sitting in the chair. There was no floor space open. It seemed as if Tenpou just shoved everything out of chair -- numerous times-- to have a place to sit. Kenren rolled his eyes.
He walked (stepped, turned, hopped a little bit, and tip-toed occasionally) to the edge of the desk. He slapped his hands down on top of some semi-flattened scrolls.
Tenpou jumped a little -- startled by the abrupt sound. He adjusted his glasses as he looked up, “Yes?”
“Did you sleep last night?” When asked to anyone else, that would be a rather odd question. To Tenpou, it was a normal question -- for often the answer was no.
Tenpou cocked an eyebrow. “Yes.”
“Good,” Kenren cocked an arm back and clocked Tenpou right across the chin.
Books, scrolls and papers fluttered as the wheels on Tenpou’s chair screamed across the floor. His legs flew up, his hair puffed into the air. He nearly lost his glasses. He came to a stop and rubbed his chin. He jumped from the chair. “Is that so?”
The chair fell over backwards when the back of Tenpou’s knees hit the seat.
“Yes, that’s so.” Kenren replied.
Tenpou landed a running punch to Kenren’s bread basket.
Kenren reeled back. He fell against a bookshelf. Two shelves broke and books clunked to the floor. “Oh, really?”
Tenpou steadied himself in his sandals as Kenren found his own balance. “Yes, really.”
“Well then…if that’s they way you want it.” Kenren grabbed Tenpou by the lab coat and spun him around.
Tenpou smashed into the already damaged bookcase. It rocked on its foundation briefly and finally tipped back….the domino effect began.
Creak…bam….clunk….creak….bam…clunk…creak…bam…clunk…creak…bam…clunk…*crack*. A bookshelf bounced off a wall and tilted in a new direction. The wall splintered. The crack rapidly spread to the ceiling.
Tenpou pulled himself back on to his feet. “It’s not a matter of want. It is the way it is.” He shoved Kenren backwards.
A recently fallen stack of books (ankle high) tripped Kenren as he tried balancing postures. He began to fall. He spun on his toes as he tilted; and, shot his hands out to the edge of the desk. In a perfect slanted push-up position, he stopped his descent.
He shoved his arms and pushed himself upright.
The desk skidded across the floor; a drawer opened.
Tenpou stepped up to Kenren and slipped his fingers around the crossed chains that teasingly hid those succulent abs. Kenren’s stomach curled as Tenpou’s softly rounded nails scratched his stomach. Tenpou pulled on the chains. “Don’t forget who wears the chains in this relationship, General.”
Kenren batted Tenpou’s hand from his clothes, “By choice, Adjunct! They can come off!” In a blur of leather, that black duster was draped over piles of some boring-ass inked words.
Kenren….sweet delicious Kenren…stood shirt-less. Tenpou smiled as his eyes danced from the ornate chakra, razor-cut crimson eyes, slightly pouty lips….
Creak….bam…clunk….creak….bam…clunk.

…strong jaw line, clean shoulders, heaving stretching pects,
Creak…bam…clunk….creak…bam…clunk….

…and undulating abs.
“Tenpou!” Kenren grabbed the slightly smaller man by the tie and yanked him from the path of the returning bookshelves.
Tenpou looked up as the bookshelf came at him. In a blur, he was several feet from where he once stood. Displaced air and dust flew up in a muted cloud as the last dominoed bookshelf fell. The floor cracked.
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Marble flittered onto Gojun’s desk. He looked up at the ceiling. He cringed and pressed his fingers in this forehead. His fingers gripped into silver hair. Red and yellow eyes hid behind white eye-lids, “Not again.” He often wondered if he should evacuate the offices during times like this. They’d barely finished the repairs from last time. The paint is still wet for crying out loud!

He dusted off his paper work and went back to his war maps. He could try to ignore it.

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Tenpou turned toward Kenren and leaned into him, “No fair distracting me like that.”
Kenren smiled as he curled his hands around Tenpou’s shoulders, “All’s fair in love and war, Marshal.”
Tenpou smiled, his hands roamed around the slightly taller man’s waist, “So, General, which is this love or war?”
Kenren smiled mischievously and winked, “You’re more qualified to answer that.” He whispered as he closed the distance between them.
Lips met….hands wandered…..tongues danced.
Kenren’s hands traveled into long nearly-black locks. He fisted silky strands and pulled Tenpou’s head back.
Lips separated….a crimson eye winked. “Where were we?”
Emerald glanced at the desk and darted back to crimson.
Bodies separated … mischievous smiles formed.
A sandaled foot and a booted foot simultaneously hit the edge of the desk. They shoved. The desk screeched across the floor. The drawer snapped. Two legs on one side broke. The desk tiled as it slammed into the wall. A window cracked. Paint smeared.

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***SSSSSchrreeeeetttt! ****
Gojun gritted his teeth and a shiver made his cape dance. That was more irritating than talons on a chalkboard. He slapped his hands on his desk and stood with a jerk. “Alright! We’re doing outside drills today.”
A lieutenant snapped to attention, “Sir, should I call the General?” The General never passed up an opportunity for outside drills.
*crash*
Gojun snickered, that would be funny; but no, he’d pay for that later. “No, he and the Marshal are …working out a campaign disagreement.” That sounded good. That sounded believable. That sounded plausible.
That sounded like pure bullshit, but no one questioned Gojun.

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Tenpou turned toward Kenren, “Right about here.” A knee jerked up.
Kenren dropped his hands and caught the flesh weapon mere millimeters from its sensitive target. “Now…that’s just dirty pool.”
Tenpou chuckled.
Black gloved hands clenched into white lapels. Kenren yanked. White shoulders slipped down yellow clothed arms.
The lab coat stopped in the crook of Tenpou’s arms. Kenren whipped Tenpou around and wrapped the tail of the coat around the neck of the coat. Tenpou’s hands were now trapped.
Tenpou wasn’t chuckling anymore. “Who’s playing dirty now?”
Kenren whispered into Tenpou’s ear, “Who’s playing?” He spun Tenpou back around and walked him backwards toward the desk.
The recently lowered edge of the desk hit Tenpou mid-thigh and he was leaned back. His back arched over his arms. The balls of his feet shared his body weight.
Fingers twisted around the silk that made up the little “noose” Tenpou tied around his neck each day. Kenren pulled and the tie released. He balled up the soft fabric and tossed it over his shoulder.
Kenren hovered his lips just above Tenpou’s. Tenpou parted his lips and awaited the kiss.
Kenren offered an open mouth smile.
Tenpou nudged his face forward.
Kenren backed away --inversely mimicking Tenpou’s movements.
Nudge…tease…..
nudge….tease….
nudge…tease…
Those slightly pouty lips kept slipping past Tenpou.
Nudge…tease….
nudge…tease…
nudge…tease….
He wanted those lips….GODS did he want those lips.
Nudge…tease….
nudge…tease…
nudge…tease….
“Oh, kiss me already!” Tenpou jerked forward.
Kenren pressed forward pushing Tenpou’s head into the desk.
Lips pushed, tongues danced, breath hitched.
Fingers slipped between the buttons on a yellow shirt. Arms yanked. Buttons popped and flew to hiding places on the floor.
Kenren’s lips slipped to Tenpou’s ear. He nibbled down and dove into the delicious curve where shoulder mated with neck. One hand twisted into hair, the other hand sought out the flask on his hip.
He pulled the flask from his hip. He untwisted his fingers and popped the cork. He pulled himself from Tenpou and took a drink. Ahhh rice-wine…heavenly.

He placed the lip of the bottle against Tenpou’s lips. He tilted the flask.
The cool liquid slid between Tenpou’s lips, over his teeth and tantalized his tongue. He swallowed.
Kenren tilted.
Tenpou swallowed.
Tilt.
Swallow.
Tilt.
Swallow.
Tilt.

Swallow.

Tilt.

Swallow.

Tilt.

Swallow.

“Stop, I’ve not had anything to eat today.”
Tilt.

Swallow.
“Did you eat yesterday?”
“Ummmm……”
“Eeeennnnntttt! Delay of game penalty.”
“Does coffee count?”
“Nope, You need fuel.” Kenren chuckled. You need more than caffeine and nicotine. “Man cannot live on vice alone.”
Tilt.

Swallow.

Tilt.

Swallow.

Tilt…drip…drip.

Swallow.
Kenren kissed the residue of rice-wine off his lover’s lips. He tossed the spent flask over his shoulder. It broke when it hit the floor-- the flask not the floor.
Kenren charged after Tenpou’s chest. Tenpou’s lightly tanned, clean lined, soft yet solid, toned and tight …chest. With it’s light pink nipples, soft shadows, shifting flexing muscles, and pulsing abs.
Tenpou’s eyes fluttered under Kenren’s oral attentions. The rice-wine sloshed in his stomach. His body desperate for nourishment grabbed at the invasion. The emptiness fiercely began to absorb the liquid.
Fire-juice induced warmth spread from Tenpou’s insides. His lips went numb. His fingers dulled. His toes ignored their nerves. His mind tilted. The room began to spin. Well, maybe it wasn’t all due to just the rice-wine, Kenren was in the room.
Kenren worked Tenpou’s belt loose and opened the pants’ button. He smiled as he lifted the tongue of the zipper and slowly pulled it down.
Tenpou’s eyes fluttered as colors flashed and blended in this mind. His head turned; and then, room caught-up. He felt his muscles relax…or maybe he no longer felt his muscles. He giggled for no reason at all or maybe a myriad of reasons….he didn‘t know.
Kenren worked Tenpou’s pants and …he rolled his eyes. Tenpou had forgotten underwear -- again. “What am I going to do with you?”
Tenpou blocked a snicker … tired to… block a snicker with his lips, “Anything you want.” He laughed as his head shifted side to side like his neck was loose.
Kenren laughed as the slurred words skated into his ears. He bent down, popped off one sandal and tossed it over his shoulder. The other sandal followed shortly.
Tenpou stretch and arm out and tried to grab the sandals as they traveled through the air ---- way beyond his reach, “That’s my favorite pair.”
“Your sandals are all the same.” He returned Tenpou to his back.
“No, those are better. They’ve been broken in.”

They’ve all been broken in. They’re all the same. Tenpou’s pants rolled from his toes. At least I had three different sets of clothes. One with red trim, one with yellow trim and one with gray trim -- two from battalions he was --“asked” -- to leave and one from his working-on-being former battalion.
“If we can’t find them, you’re getting me another pair.”
Kenren leaned over Tenpou and rubbed his thigh against the Marshal’s hardening cock. “I’ll get you anything you want. Just say the word.”
Tenpou donned a devilish grin, “How about a new “boss“. The one I have is rather unruly.”
Kenren nipped at Tenpou’s neck, “Oh, I haven’t even begun to be un-ruled, Sir”
Tenpou tapped Kenren on the shoulder or so he thought. It was more along the lines of several slow, soft, lazy pats. “My, my, you’re getting close to suba--suba--ba- subordination.”
Kenren smiled against Tenpou’s stomach as he trailed his tongue to a hip bone. “This is fraternization.”
Tenpou’s fingers mindlessly trailed against his own stomach. He closed his eyes. Oh? Well, umm let’s see….subordination is umm it is….ummm….and fraternization is umm… well a General is an officer…right…or ummm. Oh my..what is that? Oh dear god that feels good. That’s quite warm… and wet too. I’m sure this is breaking some kind of rule. Yes…lets see…ummm that would be….ummm…number 157.C…..no….that’s one with the one about the bunny…ummm….189.D… …no…..that’s the one about….oh yeah we broke that one already…..ummm…oh what is that? Are those fingers? That’s kinda tickles…. Oh my doesn’t that feel just succulent. Gods! That is one talented mouth. … uhhh….number 1574.F -- “Inappropriate Use of a Stuffed Animal“. ….oh yeah…I clearly remember breaking that one. This would be….ummm….that book would be…

Kenren lifted his lips from around Tenpou and slid a hand up the Marshal’s body. Fingers curled around a narrow chin and pressed against thin lips, “You’re thinking too much, again.” Geez, weren’t his talents enough to pull the Marshal from work?

Oh yeah…that’s right…Tenpou’s been drinking today.

Through pressed lips Tenpou mumbled, “How will we know which rule to check off?”
“We’ll figure it out later.” Like we always do.

Kenren wiggled his fingers between Tenpou’s lips. Tenpou parted his teeth and a warm wet tongue sought out hard dry finger tips.
Kenren returned his attentions back to an standing-at-attention cock.
Tongues swirled. Teeth grazed. Lips tightened.
Kenren rolled and tilted his head. His free hand slid up and down Tenpou’s thigh. His lips filled the ridges and grooves of Tenpou’s member. Saliva coated his own lips.
Tenpou nipped and suckled Kenren’s fingers. His tongue pointing and darting, trying to surround the long appendages all at once.
The attentions devoted to his fingers were drawing out familiar stirrings in Kenren. He slid his hand from Tenpou’s thigh and opened his own pants. He flipped the black fabric open and slid his hand between his stomach and the waist band of his red cotton briefs. He indulged in “self-abuse”.
Tenpou began to rock his hips meeting Kenren’s oral devotions.
Kenren began to proffer breathy groans from around Tenpou. He “abused” himself to half-mast and slowly drew his head back. He ran his tongue up Tenpou’s body , adding the occasional kiss, lick and nip as the whim struck. His tongue rounded the curve of his lover’s chin and he replaced his fingers with his lips.
As they kissed he reached into his pocked and pulled out a small glass bottle, that by some miracle didn’t break earlier.
The cool glass felt marvelous against Tenpou’s flushed, hot skin. It pressed into his forehead.
Kenren broke off the kiss and ran the bottle down Tenpou’s face.
It dipped between emerald eyes and skied down his nose. He parted his lips and a pink tongue tip grazed it as it passed. The bottle lightly tugged on Tenpou’s bottom lip as it carried on to his chin. The rounded glass skated down his neck, between his pects, over his stomach and it dipped into his belly-button. The coolness invoked a small shiver from the studious man.
Tenpou wasn’t thinking about books anymore.
Kenren lifted the bottle from Tenpou’s skin and popped the top. He drizzled a bit of the oil onto his fingers. His pinky trailed Tenpou’s inner thigh.
Tenpou shifted his legs to open his body to his lover.
Kenren leaned over and licked the exposed throat of man under him. His fingers danced against the private opening.
Tenpou moaned and shifted his hips.
Kenren , expecting this, quickly shifted his hand back keeping the delicate, butterfly touch against his lover.
Tenpou groaned and rocked his hips.
Kenren kept lightly brushing…
teasing…
taunting.
Tenpou’s teeth closed and he offered a tiny whine.
Kenren mimicked that whine.
Teasing…
taunting….
Tenpou shifted forward trying to get more of that delicious touch. He moaned.
Kenren again mimicked that moan and maintained his fluttering touches. “Ask me for it.”
Tenpou took in a sharp breath, “I want you.”
Kenren smiled, “Ask me for it.”
Tenpou whined.
Kenren mimicked…
teasing…
taunting.
“I want to feel you.”
Kenren pressed his lips against Tenpou’s cheek. “Beg me for it, Marshal.”
“Oh gods, General, please!”
“Please what?”
Teasing….
taunting….
Tenpou turned his face and whispered against Kenren‘s ear, “Please…..fill me.”
Kenren smiled. Just enough rice-wine to get the wall down around Tenpou. Just enough to make him -- lusty. Just enough…to allow him to enjoy himself. YES! “For you anything, Sir.“
Kenren’s fingers plunged into Tenpou.
Tenpou’s lips parted and his teeth separated. A hissing gasp escaped him. His feet pushed against the floor and he lifted his hips to meet the fingers.
Kenren poured attention over Tenpou’s chest, neck, and face as he “filled” his lover -- repeatedly.
Kenren waited until Tenpou was bouncing between flesh and wood; until he was panting, until he whining and moaning; until his jaw trembled and until his back was straining. And….at that….exact….
precise…
moment….
at that moment…
at that time that is the threshold of the point of no return…

Kenren stopped. Halting all his movements.
Tenpou cried out as his body relaxed and his mind backed away from the edge of orgasm. He hissed in a breath through his teeth.
Kenren’s pants fell to a sea of black and red around the top of his knee-high boots. He lifted Tenpou’s knees.
Tenpou wrapped his legs around Kenren’s waist.
Kenren shifted and pushed himself into his emerald eyed palace. He nailed Tenpou…slamming into him. He wrapped his hand around his lover’s teased cock and stroked. He timed his two different, yet equally powerful, stokes. Down/In Up/Out.
Tenpou wondered why everything seemed to be moving in slow motion. Why was it that there seemed to be a delay between the movements and the sensations? Oh yes, the rice-wine. Sneaky little devil.

Tenpou was so deliciously taunted and teased --- it didn’t take long. He cried out. He jerked under his lover. His face clenching. His stomach quaking. His hands clenched into the white fabric around them. He offered up Kenren’s name…to any that cared to hear.
Kenren cared to hear…he loved that sound. He smiled as he continued pushing against him…pulling on him…shoving…jerking…fucking -- fucking in earnest.
The desk jerked under them. Shifting and moving…slamming into the cracked window. The glass broke.

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Gojun looked up when he heard the shatter. He softly shook his head and ordered a detail to clean up the glass

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Kenren scooped Tenpou up from the desk just before glass slid across it.
The lab coat unfurled and Tenpou freed his arms. He jerked his arms back and they slapped against the desk.
Kenren’s breath left him as Tenpou bent himself in an aireal back-bend -- supported by crimson hips and emerald palms. That yoga is paying off…no not yoga…that chi…chi..chi-some shit. Kenren shifted more weight on Tenpou’s hands and then it hit him.
In this position all of Tenpou’s muscles were tense….all of them were tight…all of them…even the internal ones…especially the internal ones. He managed to buck a few more times within the incredible tightness of emerald’s depths and he began his own erotic dance. His muscled quaked, his face clenched, his thighs shook, he nearly dropped Tenpou. He offered Tenpou’s name to the air and broken window.
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Gojun cringed. They’re fighting. They are fighting. They’re fighting. They’refightingThey’refightingThey’refightingThey’refightingThey’refighting

They’refightingThey’refightingThey’refightingThey’refightingThey’refighting

They’refighting!

“They’re fighting!” He bellowed. He didn’t mean for that to be out loud.
Everyone knew that was bullshit, but no one questioned Gojun.
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Tenpou smiled, he loved that sound. His name …cried out in passion…from those lips. He felt Kenren twitching inside him giving all that he had to offer. When his feet touched the floor he whined as Kenren left him.
Being mindful of the glass, Tenpou found tentative balance on his feet. He found his sandals first thing. He shook his pants out and pulled them on.
Kenren pulled his pants up and fastened his clothing.
They shared a kiss and Tenpou grinned mischievously. “Lets find that rule book.”

Books…always with the books. Kenren looked around at the destruction left in their path. “So…we did it pretty good this time.”
Tenpou looked around with a very thick book in his hand. “Oh yes. With the resources redirected to repair all of this…hmmm…should set their plans back a few cycles.”
Kenren chuckled. He sat down and leaned agasint a felled bookcase.
Tenpou turned with his pants up, but still unbuttoned. His yellow shirt fallen to his elbows billowed behind him like a mock-cape. He sat between Kenren’s legs. They opened the rule book, to them it was like a photo album -- full of memories. Tenpou pushed his back against Kenren’s chest.
As they reminisced of unrulyness, Kenren would offer the occasional kiss to a shoulder…to the neck…to the cheek.
Kenren pointed to a line, “489.W We need to check that one off.”
“When did we sleep in the women’s barracks?”
“We didn’t. I did.”
“When?”
“A few weeks ago.”
“Oh, you’ll have to tell me about that and I want details.”
He pressed his lips to the nape of Tenpou’s neck, “I will..one day.”
“Ahhh, 845.T.” Tenpou drew a black check mark on the page.
“845.T?”
“Yeah, “Inapprpriate Use of Play-Doh.”
“Ahh yes…that time I *a-hem* sculpted.” Kenren chuckled softly.
“Yep, and you left them out in the sun…to dry in Li Touten‘s window sill.”
“Yeah, it’s the only way they get hard…ya know.”
They shared a chuckle.
Kenren shrugged, “Hey what about 1869.R.”
Tenpou flipped through the book, “Inappropriate use of a Throne Room?”
“Yeah.”
“We haven’t done that…..ooohhh.”
“Yeah, next time…maybe?”
“Yeah…maybe.”
Kenren put on a mischievous grin, “Hmmm, what about 888.H?”
Tenpou knitted his brow. He closed the book and turned around. He didn’t need to check the book…he knew that one, “Inappropriate use of the history records and document offices?”
“Yep, I’m thinking there’s a blonde around here that needs a good time.”
Tenpou smiled, “Oooo….that’s kind of tough.” He paused to think, “Hmmm… We could totally pull that off.” Tenpou did not feel the need to inform Kenren that -- that particular rule had already been broken. Kenren just wasn’t present for that moment of unruliness. That was a long time ago… there is no need to drag up the past…it just doesn’t need to be said…not now…no …not now.

“Heh, I was expecting something like, ‘You don’t know him like I know him’. Or some other declaration of veto.”
Tenpou smiled. That was true…Kenren did not know Konzen like Tenpou did. “I once told you, I knew a man that couldn’t enjoy the pleasures of a woman.”
“Yeah…that’s Konzen.”
“Yes…I said nothing about the pleasures of a man.”
Kenren, who had no problems enjoying the pleasures of a man or/ and a woman, smiled. “Really?” He twitched an eyebrow.
Tenpou figured that was enough General-Teasing for one day and changed the subject. “So, what was your issue earlier when you arrived?”
Kenren was a bit disappointed that he didn‘t get a story, but he didn’t let it show. “Where’d you sleep last night?”
“In my place…alone.” He knitted his brow.
“Yeah, well, I’m developing a problem with that.”
“We need to work on your communication skills.”
Kenren laughed. “Suppose we should get back to work, huh?”
“What am I going to do about my shirt?”
Kenren shrugged as he stood. “We’ll make Konzen fix it.”
Tenpou laughed as he dropped the torn cloth from his arms, “I’d like to see you try to do that.”
Kenren laughed, “To get to Konzen is easy…all ya have to do is manipulate the monkey.”
Tenpou chuckled. And…all they have to do is manipulate the General.

They shared one more kiss. Kenren cleared his throat and “stormed” from the room. He slammed the door. That was one slam too many…a hinge broke. He bellowed, “If that’s the way you want to do it, then fine! Don’t come running to me later!” He charged down the hall -- toward the infirmary --- for band-aids.
His bellow fooled no one.

Tenpou stumbled to what was left of his desk. He sighed. He couldn’t focus well enough to really read. At least not something he didn’t know by rote -- like he did the rule book.
Tenpou with a cigarette hanging on his lip, laughed as he took time to sculpt Play-Doh.

They were getting out of here…one way or another.

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In regards to the next chapter: I asked before….how brutal is too brutal? I really need to know -- where is your line? So far, I have been told the line is just shy of death and dismemberment. I’m asking…I’m really asking. I don’t want to lose you with “Red Velvet and Crimson Cries”.
Once it is posted, it is set. Because we all know:

“It’s no fair taking back moves.”
How Brutal is too Brutal?

Saiyuki_Fan_Fic@yahoo.com
Cupnjava c[~]~~~*sip*

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*************Reviewer Feedback*************

Rya-chan 2004-09-17
O.o;

You updated so soon. xD It usually takes more than 2 weeks or so for most authors to do. Dedicated, or just in the mood for smut, hm? Heh. Well you've impressed me again. Thoroughly. You made me cry, laugh, and simply go 'wtf' this chapter.

The little dragon bit, was immensly cute. About time the little MAN dragon got in on some action. *falls over*
You portrayed the Goku/Sanzo bit just about as cannon as you can get. It was simply gorgeous.

And it was about time Goyjo got a rough fuck. I can't just get enough of Hakkai's demon form :p

You've made my day by writing this, a great way to spend a Friday evening, hot chocolate, and fanfiction.

Mmm.

You have my thanks.
And please don't worry about the false Anon hun ^~ I just read his review, and of course --even though we hate it -- everyone has their own opinion. Of course though, I'm quite sure you allready know that.

Rya-chan---

Thank you for your compliments. I try to get chapters us as soon as I think they are set. This chapter had been written for a bit, then I got all sorts of paranoid about a Goku / Sanzo pairing. It seems there are people that really don’t like it…so I almost cut it out. I checked with a few people , and they thought I presented a more mature Goku than what is normally portrayed in fanfics so… I went with it. I’m glad I kept it and I hope I didn’t lose too many readers.
Laughing and crying --- wow! That is great to hear…*blush* you guys are really too much.
I really want to know your wtf moment. Was it a good wtf or a bad wtf? Was something written poorly; and thus, I need to explain something? Please drop me an e-mail.
The flame… well maybe it was all in jest maybe not. I don’t let them get to me, but I do try to listen to what they say and don’t say. I use to let them bother me. My first review was a flame. The long and the short of the slam was that my lemons were too graphic and my fics too long. I nearly stopped writing -- then two someones that have been reading and reviewing my fics since I began said something nice. If they were my only two readers -- it was all worth it. I suppose, if you really enjoy this fic -- you should thank MzBlue and Hakuryuu. For they are the only reason I posted again.
Yeah, poor Hakuryuu -- he NEVER gets laid. Bout damn time, huh? *snicker* I was pretty nervous about that -- I mean -- DRAGON sex…yeah -- that was going to be a lime -- no doubt about it.
Thank you for reviewing and backing me up in the face of fire,
Cupnjava c[~]~~~ *sip*
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Demon45 2004-09-18
Good Heavens but that was good. No, not good. Great! I don't know which pairing was hotter. *drinks a huge glass of cold water to cool down* My, oh my!! I am not sure why I haven't reviewed before now but I must address this now. This was simply awesome. Thanks so much for sharing with us. I love how "everyone" becomes a part of the show (so to speak!) And I must say I loved Goku being so forceful. “How’s this, Priest, nasty enough for ya?” Oh my, my my!! All in all a great job and I am really enjoying this. Wil there be more? I sure hope so!!

Demon45---

Thank you for taking the time to review. The feedback really helps --- more that I can properly express. I toyed with this being the last chapter, but I really like all the foundation laid -- umm no pun intended (yeah right) -- laid out for the next bits.
So yes, there will be more. *grin* I’m glad you are with us. There is always plenty of room in the jeep.
Cupnjava c[~]~~~ *sip*

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mzblue 2004-09-18
Man, you've done it again!!!!!! This one was truly the Superbowl of Saiyuki lemons!!!!! It's Gojyo/Goku vs Sanzo/Hakkai.

You did a wonderful job caputuring the blow by blows (laughs manically to self hahhah)

And its not just the lemons, but the essence of the Saiyuki Camraderie that you do so wonderful a job of capturing! Your storytelling has great depth and feeling, without going off into OOC land. Your fics should come with following warning labels:

“Warning the following stories will hurl your emotions and libido over a cliff. You will experience a slight dizziness as you laugh you ass off at the Saiyuki guys adventures. Undies will be ruined in the process. You have been warned, and feel free to pass these wonderful stories off to all you friends."

I can't wait to see what's next. Truly wonderful story writing. Thanks for making my day!

MzBlue--

The Superbowl of Lemons!!! Hahahaha. I laughed and laughed. I LOVE the warning. LOVE it! Hmmm, can we get Hakuryuu the MVP for chivalry? He did make a fire after all. Snicker.

I appreciate you calming my concerns over OOC. I’ve tried to capture the spirit of the show. Thank you for all your feedback.
Give yourself a pat on the back, your kind words contributed to this posting.
Cupnjava c[~]~~~ *sip*
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Addictedtomarbles 2004-09-19
I loved it! Thought it was brilliant and that I shouldn't be reading it in a communual computer room *sweatdrop*. Although I do think that flame was a little harsh, it wasn't really constructive criticism at all, just a lot of slagging off. It's not nice when people flame-blast things to eternity just because they don't like your take on it. And you mentioned cookies woo...

Don't take the flame to heart, your writing is good, kinky and yummy. Even if you lose one reader, you have a loyal fan base over here. I like your take on it and I await the Kenren and Tenpou addendum with a shake 'n vac dance on standby

Marbles--

I got your e-mail. Not a problem.
A communal computer room --- woah --- you are brave. I have to edit and write near a shower … a cold shower. Hahahahaha.
The flame -- ahh well ya know that goes. I learned a long time ago. That you can please some of the people some of the time. But, never all of the people all of time. Having loyal readers like you [YOU ALL KNOW WHO YOU ARE] makes it all worth it. It really gets me going.
A fan base? Awwww… I don’t think I have FANS . Do I? I have readers. My stuff isn’t good enough to have FANS. Oh my goodness…do you really think so? You are soooo very sweet. I hope the Tenpou Kenren addendum didn’t disappoint too much.
Cookies -- all about you --- all about you dear. Oh yeah… and the play-doh.
Cupnajva c[~]~~~ *sip*
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Flamingolo 2004-09-19
Hello lemonade! This was a really steaming chappy. I loved the cute way that Goku took control and how their relationship changed. I also thought you did an excellent job 'taking us there' with Sanzo. However confident and strong-willed he may seem in the series, behind closed doors would be a different, even more complex story. Long explanation short: I found it to be an interesting and IC perspective on Sanzo. And Gojyo and Hakkai f-ing like bunnies...well, what's not to like? One thing that stands out for me is the constant back-and-forth between Hakkai and Gojyo. I love the dynamics of their relationship as you've written it, especially since I can't picture either of them 'laying back and taking it' (which makes for some extremely yummy lemons); in other words, I love how they keep playfully trying to outdo (no pun...lol) each other. Oh, and the cute little dragon lime was adorable ^_^ Anyway, lovely chapter, as usual. Eager for more!

Flamingolo--

The hard exterior and soft interior was based upon the last episode, last scene and nearly last line on Disk ….. 11? Or was that 10? Crap. *The fan flew*. The “little” big battle with Shien…that episode…that’s where all the introspection originated. I know I read too much into stuff. It is speculation, but it just made sense to me. I’m glad you liked it. After all, if he really were unhappy…that unhappy…with no glimpse of wanting or needing companionship and acceptance, wouldn’t he just do it without them? Unless of course he really doesn’t want the companionship and sees himself as too weak to do it alone --- ooooohhhh now there’s an idea. Hmmmm….maybe even both?
5 X 8 -- indeed what is NOT to like there. *grin* The flipping back and forth is an obscure reference to their unique roles / jobs / positions in heaven. I tired to hide it and yet hint at it.
I don’t see either one as a true TOP or a true BOTTOM. So… that’s how it plays out. I’m so glad that is had been accepted.
Yeah… the dragon lime --- I just thought it was sweet. Gotta get “everyone into the act.” Snicker.
Thank you again, for all your feedback,
Cupnjava c[~]~~~ *sip*
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Hakuryuu 2004-09-21
Oh... goodness.

This was awesome. Just awesome. I don't know how you put that much frickin AMAZING porn (and that many four + syllable words) into that fic, but you did, and I definately give it my gold (or white? gyu!) seal of approval. Were there a Nobel Porn Prize, you would win, hands down.
Oh wow... XD this was hilarity. At it's finest. Well, not when they were blasting holes in the wall (although, I could just *imagine* Gojyo's little I'm-so-sexy-but-I'm-in-so-much-pain-don't-you-wish-you-were-me-Sanzo-kun SMIRK on his face XD) but other times.. ohh... okok ok the thing with the deck of cards - you are bomb. You captured a lot of the spirit with that, I'll have you know... and you may be rolling with laughter when you see a later Reload ep. XD I know I sure am. And the bells... Lilin's bells... XD hooooooo! Too funny.
I'll email you more in-depth about the con, but I met a woman there and we were discussing some of the finer parts of the series... and, in short, we totally agree with you about Goku. That was the consensus we came to as well :).

Sanzo... oh! When he was finally 'hanging with the guys' thing... that was awesome. I just finished watching Teen Titans (which is my new fix lol it's pretty good!) it reminded me of Raven and her I'm-stoic-but-I'd-kinda-almost-maybe-like-to-be-one-of-the-"gang" complex). Wonderful.
XD I just loved the entire thing. I know I'm forgetting halves and millions and every such thing that I wanted to say about this fic... oh dear it was one of those lines about the monkey or something >< darnit! Anyway, hilarious!

Speaking of which...
I almost died when... um... a certain number was mentioned. I laughed out loud... both times... for a loooooong time. hooo... and the 4 and 4... was that purposeful? Veeeeery tricky with that math... XD. I won't be able to hear the word... er... yeah, for a LONG time without laughing uncontrollably.

Oh! And did I say the HP thing? Fantastic. Sure, you can use it! I just need to remember to set my emails to save sent messages

Hakuryuu --

Polysyllabic words --- aka big ass words --- that is Hakkai speaking or thinking mostly --even in the narrative voice. I have used a dictionary and thesaurus more times in the past few months than I have in the past few YEARS. Hakkai uses some big ass freakin words and I have to do a lot of checking. I’ve done so much checking that I’ve kinda taken to it. I actually subscribe to the Merriam -Webster “Word of the Day” -- yeah I know….I’m am so very sad. Yes, I’m a dork. No… I’m a GEEK. If you are talking about the waitress line… then there is a reason for those words. It is two fold. One is foreshadowing , the second is that I am sick and tired of people assuming anyone in a “low paying” job is stupid. I have met incredibly intelligent people in my life, and most of them worked low or middle paying jobs. It was a bit of a soap box.
Nobel Porn Prize --- THAT is TOO funny. Had me laughing and laughing. I’m glad I have readers with sense of humor. Makes me a bit daring.
You like the cards thang -- sweet. I just figured it was “Goku”. I’m glad you thought it captured the spirit of Saiyuki…that is what this is all about. That… and feeding my addiction until the DVD’s start coming…err cumming. I CAN’T wait for Reload.
Eight --- if you have a keen eye you’ll see lots of hidden eights. Heh heh heh some obvious some hidden. All about you --- *wink* .
Yep you said the HP thang…thanks for the permission. You sent me an e-mail mentioning something --- I was gonna think about it. I would very much like to hear more. I’m putting this in here just incase you didn’t get me e-mailed reply.
Thank you for all of your support -- it really means a lot.
Cupnjava c[~]~~~ *sip*
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