Saiyuki (Hakkai / Gojyo)
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Title: People Are Strange
Author:
puddingcat
Rating: PG
Warnings: Where do I start? Anachronisms, lunacy (on my part) and a complete lack of smut. References to a couple of other fics.
Word count: 300
Summary: The prompt was "Anything that sounds wrong - wildest fantasy". Not much that isn't illegal sounds wrong, unfortunately - and I wasn't going to write furry porn for anyone. Not even Gojyo.
A/N: Once again, apologies for the lateness. My life is Not Simple atm.
"Gojyo, is everything all right?"
"Yes! Yeah. Yeah, everything's – fine. Fine. Yeah."
"Gojyo, if you aren't sure…"
"I'm fine! Fine. Hakkai –"
"Gojyo, what is it? We should be able to talk about things that concern us." He patted the bed next to him; Gojyo perched on the edge, hunched over and entirely lacking in his usual bedroom attitude.
"Yeah. Yeah. Look, you know I trust you, right? And I kinda like it when you get like this – all kinky an' stuff, yeah? But –"
"Is it uncomfortable?"
"No. Well, not really. It's not really cut for someone my size, is it?" He attempted to leer, but it fell flat next to his discomfort. "But it ain't chafing, or cutting off the circulation, so..." He shrugged, wrapping his arms more tightly around himself.
"You don't mind that it was designed for a girl, do you Gojyo?"
"No! No... I – ah, that is, I sorta like the skirt thing. In this sorta situation, that is. I'm not into dressing like a chick all the time, right? Y'know? But that schoolgirl thing – that was hot. Really hot, I mean. And the dress? With the shaving? Man!" This time, his grin was genuine.
"Gojyo…"
"Yeah, yeah. But you gotta admit it was something else, yeah?"
"Oh, yes! Ah - 'something else,' indeed. So, what is the matter?"
"Well... It's not what I'm wearing. Never thought anyone would get me in a bikini, though. And the chains are cool, too. But..." He trailed off, grimacing.
Hakkai just looked at him, a horrifyingly concerned smile encouraging him to continue.
"It's not this. It's what you're wearing."
"Me?" Hakkai's eyebrows vanished behind his fringe. "This is rather pedestrian, I would have thought. Gojyo, what's the matter with it?"
"Hakkai! Hakkai, you're Luke Skywalker! It's just wrong!"
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Rating: PG
Warnings: Where do I start? Anachronisms, lunacy (on my part) and a complete lack of smut. References to a couple of other fics.
Word count: 300
Summary: The prompt was "Anything that sounds wrong - wildest fantasy". Not much that isn't illegal sounds wrong, unfortunately - and I wasn't going to write furry porn for anyone. Not even Gojyo.
A/N: Once again, apologies for the lateness. My life is Not Simple atm.
"Gojyo, is everything all right?"
"Yes! Yeah. Yeah, everything's – fine. Fine. Yeah."
"Gojyo, if you aren't sure…"
"I'm fine! Fine. Hakkai –"
"Gojyo, what is it? We should be able to talk about things that concern us." He patted the bed next to him; Gojyo perched on the edge, hunched over and entirely lacking in his usual bedroom attitude.
"Yeah. Yeah. Look, you know I trust you, right? And I kinda like it when you get like this – all kinky an' stuff, yeah? But –"
"Is it uncomfortable?"
"No. Well, not really. It's not really cut for someone my size, is it?" He attempted to leer, but it fell flat next to his discomfort. "But it ain't chafing, or cutting off the circulation, so..." He shrugged, wrapping his arms more tightly around himself.
"You don't mind that it was designed for a girl, do you Gojyo?"
"No! No... I – ah, that is, I sorta like the skirt thing. In this sorta situation, that is. I'm not into dressing like a chick all the time, right? Y'know? But that schoolgirl thing – that was hot. Really hot, I mean. And the dress? With the shaving? Man!" This time, his grin was genuine.
"Gojyo…"
"Yeah, yeah. But you gotta admit it was something else, yeah?"
"Oh, yes! Ah - 'something else,' indeed. So, what is the matter?"
"Well... It's not what I'm wearing. Never thought anyone would get me in a bikini, though. And the chains are cool, too. But..." He trailed off, grimacing.
Hakkai just looked at him, a horrifyingly concerned smile encouraging him to continue.
"It's not this. It's what you're wearing."
"Me?" Hakkai's eyebrows vanished behind his fringe. "This is rather pedestrian, I would have thought. Gojyo, what's the matter with it?"
"Hakkai! Hakkai, you're Luke Skywalker! It's just wrong!"