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(Bitter)sweet Dreams	By : Sungirl763 Category: Gensomaden Saiyuki > Het - Male/Female Views: 314 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: No sex, some sexual themes & emotional manipulation. DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Gensomaden Saiyuki as depicted by Kazuya Minekura, nor the characters from it. I also do not make any money of any kind from writing this story.

Chapter List
- 1-(Bitter)sweet Dreams
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[A/N: This takes place during Saiyuki Chronicles-Tsuki Chapter. This is just a one shot that does not affect the overall main storyline.
Tsuki is an original character introduced into the universe of Gensomaden Saiyuki that already exists. She is of my own creation. Please do not re-introduce, edit, or re-upload her into any stories.]
Tsuki woke up next to a campfire in the middle of the woods. Her mind was in a bit of a fog as she looked around, confused as to where Homura and the others ran off to, leaving her alone. She looked around to see the dragons still sleeping nearby, so they clearly didn’t leave her...but why didn’t anyone stay with her?
Tsuki sat up, she wore a Chinese inspired dress. It was a beautiful deep red color with gold accents along the low V neckline that hugged the curves of her breasts. The neckline continued and wrapped around her shoulders and across her back. The sleeves were snug on her arms before flaring out just above the elbow and over her gauntlets. The skirt of the dress was long with high slits going above her hips. She wore a thick golden belt which sat loosely over her hips, the weight of it helping to keep the material of the skirt in place so the slits wouldn't move over too far.
The outfit was a little more showy than her usual attire, like something out of Naneko's wardrobe. Tsuki found there were days when the shorter length dresses or ones that were more loose were easier for her to fight in. Also, the way she felt during her aerial attacks made her feel empowered! Something about the beauty and grace of some of the more flowy materials made her feel almost invincible during her fights.
Tsuki wrapped her cloak a little more tightly around her before sitting back in front of the fire. The four of them were traveling to a town that was rumored to house a demon in possession of one of the scriptures they needed. Because she couldn’t teleport, they were all traveling on dragons. Sleeping wasn’t necessary, but for the dragons, it was.
“He could’ve at least left a note or something,” Tsuki pouted as she held her knees to her chest. Given the height of the flames in the campfire, either they hadn’t been gone long or there was some sort of spell cast on it to keep the fire from burning out in Homura’s absence.
A branch snapped behind her, jolting Tsuki to her feet as she immediately took a fighting stance. Her eyes darted around trying to find her satchel full of weapons. Her heart raced as she heard the footsteps getting closer, crunching fallen twigs and dried gravel. She tensed up as a shadow emerged from the bushes, preparing herself to strike. The shadows on the figure’s face fell as he stepped into the light of the campfire.
“Dokugakuji,” Tsuki gasped as she dropped her fighting stance. The dark haired demon wore a long, white, Chinese style jacket with maroon accents, black pants and boots. He had a fresh kill hanging on one shoulder and readjusted a large bag over the other before giving the half-breed a smirk and a short wave.
“Hey, Tsuki,” he called out. The features on Tsuki’s face softened as she walked up to him.
“What are you doing out here,” she asked, feeling a fluttering in her chest at the sight of him.
“Just some menial recon mission. Kou asked me to handle it myself since it’s a fairly delicate situation,” he explained. Tsuki smiled as she nodded her head in agreement.
“Yeah, sometimes you just can’t trust lower-level demons to get the job done,” she joked as she shyly tucked her ivory hair behind her ear. Dokugakuji let out a chuckle at her comment.
“In the meantime, I stopped and got myself a something to eat for tonight. What’re you doing out here all alone? You must be cold,” Dokugakuji commented as the two wandered back over to the campfire.
“We’re on a mission ourselves, although I don’t know where everyone is.”
“Well lucky me,” Dokugakuji replied, “that means I’ll be able to get to spend some time alone with you. You hungry?” Tsuki turned to him and smiled. It had been some time since she last ate.
Tsuki raised both her hands and quickly manipulated the base of a tree from the ground, giving it a large, flat surface as Dokugakuji set his kill across it. Tsuki watched as the demon dug through his pack and unfurled a leather hide full of blades of varying lengths.
“I didn’t know you were such a chef,” Tsuki commented.
“Well, when you’re going to be gone for a few days, you gotta make sure to pack the necessities for those long nights when food rations get low,” replied Dokugakuji. Tsuki watched as the demon expertly cut away the flesh of the animal, sectioning it as he divided each part of the animal to prepare differently.
“I’ll be right back,” Tsuki stated as she ran off into the woods. The light of the moon illuminated the forest, the rays highlighting different herbs and other wild vegetables she knew were safe for consumption. She hurried back to the campsite with an armful of treasures from Mother Earth and set them down next to Dokugakuji.
“What’s all this for,” he asked.
“I assume you’re making a stew. You’re going to need a variety of herbs and some wild vegetables.”
“Great idea,” praised Dokugakuji. Tsuki worked on manipulating the earth again, pulling clay from the earth and moulding it into a bowl. She pulled the moisture from it, hardening the bowl before pulling more water from the earth as she began to clean the vegetables and herbs.
“You’ve got a pot,” asked Tsuki, “I’ll start boiling water.” Dokugakuji smiled at her enthusiasm.
“And here I thought I was going to be cooking you a nice meal.”
“You are,” she replied, “I’m just helping with the prep work.” With that, Tsuki manipulated another tree stump, carefully selecting a knife from Dokugakuji’s inventory and began chopping.
After some time had passed and the meat was cut into edible chunks, all of the ingredients were added to the stew as needed. The aroma was intoxicating! Dokugakuji stirred a ladle around in the pot as the stew boiled to perfection. He carefully brought the ladle to his lips to test the broth before offering some to Tsuki. Tsuki leaned in, making a small noise from the hot liquid burning her as she brought a hand to her lips.
“Ah! Are you alright,” Dokugakuji asked, jerking back the ladle and setting it back in the pot. He leaned over to her, gently cupping her face. Tsuki dropped her hand, her heart fluttered in her chest as the two made eye contact. A blush appeared across her cheeks at his concern as he softly ran his thumb along her bottom lip, asking his question again.
The caress of the calloused digit gently brushing along her soft skin deepened the blush on her face. The sensation sent pleasurable jolts throughout her body, a feeling she struggled to push to the back of her mind before she gulped hard.
“It’s….good,” she meekly replied. Dokugakuji gave a soft chuckle, his hand lingering against her cheek before he slowly pulled it away.
“That’s good to hear,” he replied, “in that case, I’ll serve you up a bowl!” Dokugakuji handed her a spoon before turning his attention to the pot and poured a couple ladles of the stew into a couple bowls.
Tsuki thanked him and took a bowl of the stew from Dokugakuji. She brought the first spoonful of the meal to her mouth, mewling in delight. It was delicious, but hot! She exhaled heavily to cool hot spoonful in her mouth, the tenderness of the meat was overwhelming and juicy. The broth and the herbs mixed perfectly together, bringing out the tender flavors of the meat.
The heat of the broth traveling down her throat sent a warmth throughout her body. The change of her body temperature against the cool evening air caused her to shiver just a bit, causing her to reflexively let out a soft moan as she chewed at the tender meat.
"Cold?"
Tsuki turned to Dokugakuji as he set down his bowl, reaching down into his bag and pulled out a thin blanket made of warm material. He moved closer to her as he wrapped the length of the blanked around both of them.
The warmth of his body against hers, the weight of his arm as he hugged it around her. Tsuki's heart pounded, yet she felt comfortable Ike this. More comfortable than with Homura. Why was that? She couldn't take her eyes off his as Dokugakuji stared down tenderly at her. The silence felt awkward, but her heart was pounding in anticipation. He smiled warmly at her, softly speaking her name as he slowly took the bowl from Tsuki's hand, setting it aside as he leaned down to her.
Tsuki reached a hand to his chest and he hesitated for a moment before inching himself closer. Tsuki felt a rush of excitement through her body as she shyly leaned up to Dokugakuji, brushing her lips against his.
Dokugakuji sighed softly, bringing a hand up and gently cradling the back of Tsuki's head as he brought her in for a kiss. Tsuki melted against him, readjusting herself as she melted into the kiss. Dokugakuji's arm dropped from around her shoulder to her waist, dropping the blanket as he scooped her into her lap.
Tsuki gasped, breaking the kiss as she braced her hands on his shoulders as she sat with one leg on either side of the demon. She looked down at him, eyes heavy with lust as she reached up to her brooch and unclasped it, her cloak falling from her shoulders. Dokugakuji's heated breath puffed over her tanned skin as he brought his lips to her exposed collarbone. Tsuki ran her fingers through his hair as his lips trailed over her collarbone and up her neck before meeting her lips once more.
Dokugakuji rested one hand on her lower back, pulling her in close while the other travelled up her back. Tsuki gasped, cupping the sides of Dokugakuji's face and whispered his name before leaning into another heated kiss. Dokugakuji's chest rumbled against her as he moaned against her lips. Tsuki felt Dokugakuji's arousal under her and she rolled her hips against him before wrapping her arms around him. The thin material of their clothing left no room to the imagination as she continued her minimal actions, her breath speeding up and her own arousal becoming apparent.
Dokugakuji growled against her, the kiss getting a bit more aggressive as he held onto her tightly, feet planted as he lightly lifted his hips up against her. Tsuki's heart raced faster as she pulled at the collar of his jacket, moaning his name softly. She undid the top clasps of his jacket just enough for her to snake a hand in, her nails tickling at taunt muscle as he shuddered under her.
Dokugakuji moved both hands to Tsuki's hips, moving her over him as they both moaned in pleasure. Tsuki broke the kiss once more, one hand gently tracing the firm features of his face with her other hand still tucked deep inside his jacket, over naked flesh. Tsuki breathed out his name, moving with him as she continued to rotate her hips over him. She was overwhelmed with her desire and need for him, the pleasure becoming too much as her breathing sped up. She called out for him again, his name dripping with lust from her lips as he leaned in to her neck and she held him close, calling out to him again.
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"Doku-"
Tsuki mumbled his name, her eyes snapping open as her body immediately sat her upright. Her mouth was dry and her body lightly trembled with residual desire from her dream. The faint sensation of Dokugakuji's body against hers lingered even though he was gone. The cool night air lapped at the thin layer of sweat that beaded her forehead as Tsuki assessed her surroundings.
Her heart pounded loudly in her head, feeling lightheaded as she saw the backs of two silhouettes sitting on thick tree logs, Homura sat on the far side of the campfire staring right at her. Tsuki gulped hard as she came back to her senses, the pleasurable sensations now being replaced with a void and cold emptiness like she had cheated on her lover.
"Goku," a gravely voice chuckled before the figure looked at her over his shoulder, "you dreaming about that monkey?" Tsuki shot a glare up at Xenon, she could feel the deep blush on her face, hoping the flames from the campfire didn't bring too much attention to her lust and embarrassment.
Shien turned to her with a look of concern. "Are you all right, my dear? You were restless for quite some time."
"Restless," Xenon scoffed, "sounded like she was having a good time. Not thinking of making Goku you lover, are you?"
"Xenon," Homura firmly called out, "that's enough."
"Hey man, it's just a joke."
"Made in poor taste," Shien chimed before sipping at what she could only assume was a cup of his favorite tea.
Tsuki rose to her feet, her legs a bit shaky as she tightly hugged her cloak around her body. "Of course if I did make him my lover, if I asked him to, I'm sure the Great Sage would have no problem stripping the skin from your bones and leave you a delightfully bloody mess."
Before giving him a chance to respond, Tsuki took her leave into the woods to calm herself. Xenon stared at her in stunned silence, sighing to himself as he scratched the back of his head.
Once alone in the woods, Tsuki peeked at her outfit under her cloak. It was more conservative than the one in her dream and she breathed a sigh of relief. She wrapped herself up again and began to analyze what the dream could've possibly meant. Did she actually have feelings for that demon? No, he just keeps showing up and interfering with their mission. Not to mention their first encounter was just embarrassing and humiliating. The whole ordeal bothered her, so this was her brain's way of trying to cope with the unfortunate acquaintanceship they had. Yes, that had to be it.
She delicately brought a hand up to her lips, the sensation of Dokugakuji kissing her with such passion remained. She stared down at her hand, still feeling a lingering warmth of his body under her palm. Tsuki shook her head. "No," she reaffirmed to herself, balling her hand into a fist, "it was just a dream. None of that was real, it doesn't mean anything. I have to remain focused on the mission."
"Tsuki," a calm voice carefully called out. Tsuki looked over her shoulder to see Homura. Her heart sank a bit further, but she also felt comfort in the fact that he followed her. "Are you all right?"
Tsuki inhaled deeply before giving a short nod. "I'm fine. It was just a dream." Homura raised a brow at her before he approached her. He wrapped his arms around Tsuki and held her close, his oversized jacket draping over her. Tsuki's heart began pounding hard again.
"You know you can come to me about anything, my dear Tsuki," he comforted in a low voice. Her eyes began to well up a bit, like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders. She wrapped her arms around Homura and nodded against his chest, her eyes closing as she stood there in his arms. Homura tightened his embrace around Tsuki and she sighed against him. "Yes," she thought, "this is where my heart truly lies. Right here with the man I love."
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