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Two souls
By: Sano
Disclaimer: Saiyuki belongs to Kazuya Minekura. I am not making
any money out of this so don’t sue me.
Note: Hakka/Sanzo yaoi. I just love the pairing so much that I
can’t stop writing fics for them!!
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Sanzo:
Never in my life had I considered to have a relationship with
anyone, much less with a man, a youkai nonetheless. But I did, and it wasn’t
only a physical relationship, my relationship with Hakkai was something that
completed me, it was something that I couldn’t live without.
My lips almost curl up into a smile as I watch the brunette from
the tree I was leaning on. Hakkai said that driving to a town would take too
much time so all of us agreed to have lunch in the forest.
A breeze ran through the forest and tousled his brown hair, the
silken strands falling all over the elfin face. The youkai’s beautiful emerald
eyes twinkle in the sunlight as he smiled at Goku gently. I cocked my head to
the side. I always wonder why he was so kind. He finds goodness in everyone;
always saying that everyone deserves a second chance, like what happened to
him.
The gentle youkai looked up from his conversation with Gojyo and
turned to look at me. A familiar smile crosses his face and he gave me a little
wave, urging me to join the conversation, which of course, I ignored.
Fate had been so kind to let us meet. All four of us, Gojyo,
Goku, you and I, have been bonded together. If Kanan hadn’t been killed, if you
were still known as Cho Gono, would we meet?
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Hakkai:
I look up from a book I was reading as I heard the door open. I
smiled as a certain blonde monk walked in, a cigarette poised elegantly in his
hand. I folded a corner of the page I was reading and placed the book on a
table beside the bed.
“Where are Gojyo and Goku?” I asked. Sanzo turned to me and
puffed out a smoke ring.
“Both monkeys are already sleeping in another room.” He answered
shortly; he walked over to my bed and sat down beside me. The blonde throws the
cigarette out the window, mindless of where it landed, and pressed his lips
against mine in a brutal kiss.
I gasped in surprise and Sanzo took advantage full of it by
slipping his tongue past my barriers. I was roughly pushed on the bed on my
back and I couldn’t deny that everything that the monk was doing pleased me.
Since Kanan died, I never considered the possibility of loving
someone again. But here I am three years later, lying on a bed with a monk
kissing the living daylights out of me.
I would’ve laughed at the thought if it weren’t for Sanzo’s mouth
covering my own and preventing any sound to escape. The hands moving around my
body became passionate and tried to take my nightshirt off, but the blonde monk
was so impatient that the sound of a shirt being torn in two reached my ears.
I placed my flat palms on my hot-tempered lover’s chest and
pushed him away, enough to let him see my frown. “You just ripped my shirt,
you’ll have to buy me one later.” I scolded him mildly. I turned my gaze to my
now useless nightshirt, lying on the floor like a rag.
But instead of answering, Sanzo just caught my lips in a once
again passionate lip-lock. I felt my body shiver with anticipation, and it
urged the monk to go on. I sighed into his mouth contentedly. It was going to
be a long night.
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Sanzo:
I smile gently at the sleeping brunette in my arms. Apparently I
wore Hakkai out. The green-eyed youkai was breathing slowly, still trying to
catch his breath from our previous revelry.
I brushed a strand of brown hair away from his face, wanting to
get a closer look. He really is beautiful. His pale face was illuminated by the
moonlight streaming through the window and his lips were shining and slightly
parted.
I run my tongue over those inviting lips, their velvety softness
sending desire coursing through my veins. My hand started to brush through the
youkai’s hair, their owner sighing and burying closer in my embrace.
I stare at the silken strands slipping through my fingers. Why do
you choose me? You could have chosen anyone, but you chose me.
The first time I met you, I thought you were already having a
relationship with Gojyo. The half-youkai was the one who saved you and cured
your injuries. He can take care of you and many people have always mistaken you
two as mates.
I bury my nose in the younger man’s sweet-smelling hair. I never
showed my feelings for you; the moonlight is always my witness, no one else.
This youkai in my arms has the power to break me with a single word or gesture.
I knew what I was getting myself into. And I ran to it headfirst.
Loving someone is a sign of weakness, it can bind you to things that you never
really wanted, but longed for it at the same time.
Hakkai stirred in my arms and his eyes opened, his hazy green
eyes sparkling in the moonlight. He sat up, the blankets covering us pooling at
his waist. He yawned, baring his white teeth. He lied back down again and
wrapped his arms around my shoulders and pulled me closer to him.
I kept my face impassive as Hakkai kissed every inch of his face,
as if cleansing it. “What are you doing?” I whispered, my voice a low growl.
The youkai placed a kiss in the middle of my forehead where my
chakra was and settled his face in the crook of my neck. “Betsuni. I just
needed to do that.” He answered.
He looked up and our eyes met. I could almost drown in his
beautiful green eyes, looking into them was like diving into a vast ocean, with
waves crashing against the shore and trapping me in their serenity. “Arigato,
Sanzo.” He whispered before closing his eyes and letting sleep claim him.
My mouth curved up into a smile. What Hakkai said spoke volumes;
it wasn’t just a simple ‘thank you’. It was like a tunnel that bonded our souls
together, and it was something that I welcomed very much with open arms.
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Hakkai:
‘Two lost souls searching for something that they long for, have
found solace in each other arms, never to part, having found bliss in each
other.’
I smile as I recall a saying from a friend of mine when I was
still known as Cho Gono. I always believed that Kanan was the one I wanted to
spend my life with; knowing that she was my sister didn’t stop me from
professing my love for her.
She was the most precious person in my life then, taking care of
her, treating her like a princess. In a sense, I guess she was. She was
beautiful, possessing a golden heart. Seeing her in the 100-eye devil’s castle
was torture enough, but having known that she was raped and seeing her kill
herself with my own two eyes felt like a knife stabbing through my heart.
Now that she was gone, it was time to move on. Being born again
with a new name, Cho Hakkai. My name was now Cho Hakkai, the youkai who
traveled with friends, Gojyo, Goku and Sanzo.
Sanzo…the name was like a cooling drink on my lips. Making me
happy and filling me with satisfaction at the same time. I turned my gaze to
the object of my thoughts on the seat besides mine on the jeep.
Sanzo was quietly reading the newspaper, his purple eyes scanning
over the contents beside his reading glasses. He looked like a father while
eating breakfast. The image was so amusing that I couldn’t help a laugh.
The blonde looked up abruptly from his reading and pointed a
glare at me. “What’s so funny?” He scowled. He looked so cute scowling that I
laughed more. It caught Goku and Gojyo’s attention at the back and both stopped
fighting to focus on me.
“Why are you laughing, Hakkai?” Goku asked. Gojyo seemed
interested and slung an arm around my shoulders. “What are you laughing about,
Hakkai-chan?”
I forced my laughter to die down and cleared my throat. “I just
though that Sanzo looked like a-“ I stopped as the monk directed a glare at me
that clearly said don’t-ever-tell-the-monkeys-or-I’ll-kill-you. “Normal
person.” I finished. Gojyo and Goku looked confused and turned back to their
fighting. I let a calculating smile overcome my face.
Teasing Sanzo was so much fun.
^Owari^
*Jumps up and down while waving her fic around* Finished!
Finished! Finished! Finished! Yay!! I was just in the mood to make a POV fic.
People said that I should write a Sanzo POV. How was it? Good, or bad? As far
as I know, Sanzo is older than Hakkai. How old are they anyway? And when is
their birthday’s? *Sigh* I hope it was bearable for you guys. Hakkai and Sanzo
are now inching their way into my heart! Where Kurama and Hiei are placed! My heart
isn’t big enough for all of them!! Aaaaaaaaaahhh!! *Runs away screaming,
leaving a sign that says ‘FEEDBACK, ONEGAI! *