Gensomaden Saiyuki Fan Fiction ❯ Same Bat Time, Same Bat Channel, Different Batman ❯ Pretend ( Chapter 5 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

A shorter chapter. See the first two chapters for name issues.






Gojyo woke up with a throbbing ache in his head and an odd throbbing ache to his jaw. He knew the ache in
his head was from drinking, but for the life of him he couldn't recall why his jaw ached.

The not so dim light from the window let him know that it wasn't early in the morning but more likely
around mid-afternoon or later.

He groaned as he slowly sat up. His bladder demanded he use the bathroom and he stumbled up and out of
the bedroom to find it. He opened the first door he found but it was another bedroom. He didn't bother to
close the door as he stumbled towards the next door and yanked it open. He blearily peered inside and then
froze.

It was another bedroom, but it was definitely occupied.

His eyes widened as he took in the scene of a naked Sanzo furiously fucking an equally naked, large-chested
woman.

His eyes widened further as he realized that the woman wasn't just a woman. She was a hermaphrodite and
very well hung.

She and Sanzo both glanced over at Gojyo in mild interest at who was barging in.

"Get out." Sanzo said, sounding annoyed as he returned to his task at hand.

The woman's lips curved into a rather eerie smile as she stroked her cock and played with a nipple, hips
moving in rhythm with Sanzo's strong thrusting.

"You must be Genjo's new partner," she purred. "You look like a sweet ride. How'd you like to let me into
your sweet ass? Genjo won't let me touch his."

She gave a small gasp as Sanzo increased his pace and then smiled slyly. "All right, all right, I get your
point."

She waved her fingers delicately at Gojyo. "Maybe next time I'll make you scream in pleasure." she teased.

Gojyo blinked at her matter-of-fact tone and hastily stumbled backwards, closing the door firmly behind
him. He shook his head once and went back to looking for the bathroom.






Gojyo stumbled down the stairs towards the kitchen, desperate for something to settle his stomach and head.
He found Hakkai in an apron making lunch.

"Good afternoon." Hakkai said with a pleasant smile. "Would you like something to eat?"

"Not just yet." Gojyo replied, studying Hakkai. "You look very domestic."

Hakkai's expression didn't change but Gojyo suddenly felt like he had said something wrong.

"I'm going to grab some water and sit down," he said slowly.

"The table's over there." Hakkai gestured before he returned to his food making.

Gojyo got himself some water and went over to the table. He slouched down in a chair and slowly sipped his
water, his mind replaying the sight of Sanzo and the hermaphrodite horribly vivid in his mind.

If it hadn't been for the fact that her penis was larger than his, he might have been tempted to fuck her
himself since she was easy on the eyes and he always liked women with large breasts.

Damn. Now he was wondering how large Sanzo was.

He hoped like hell Sanzo was smaller than him.

"Are you all right?"

Gojyo glanced up at Hakkai and gave him a weak grin. "Yeah, just peachy. Can you tell me why my jaw aches
though?"

Hakkai shrugged. "Sorry, I haven't a clue."

Gojyo touched his jaw tenderly, wincing at the slight pain it caused.

"Would you like some ice?" Hakkai offered.

"Yes, please." Gojyo said gratefully.

Hakkai left the table and returned shortly with a towel and ice pack. Gojyo gingerly applied them to his
jaw and sighed at the soothing touch of the ice.

"Are you sure you don't want something?" Hakkai offered. "I could make you some soup that'll help your
head."

"Not right now." Gojyo begged off. "I don't think I could handle it."

Hakkai gave a nod and he went back to the kitchen. He came back with the food he had prepared and set it
on the table. Gojyo eyed the amount questioningly. There was enough for three.

"I hate to tell you this but Sanzo's busy now," he said.

"Not for much longer." Hakkai replied calmly.

Gojyo arched an eyebrow. "And how do you know that?"

He was answered by the sound of the front door opening and closing.

"She only stays for two hours every time." Hakkai said quietly.

"Who is she?" Gojyo asked.

"One of Sanzo's contacts." Hakkai informed.

"So he fucks her for information?" Gojyo hazarded.

"Yes." Hakkai agreed.

"Lucky man." Gojyo said. "I always had to use money."

Hakkai gave a small smile at that. Then he glanced past Gojyo.

"Good afternoon, Sanzo," he said with a neutral smile. "Lunch is ready, I'm sure you're famished."

Gojyo heard Sanzo's usual grunt as the man approached. Sanzo sat down in the chair across from Hakkai and
began to eat the offered food. Gojyo glanced over at his partner and froze. If he hadn't been supporting
his jaw, it would have dropped open.

Sanzo was wearing a sleeveless black shirt with a high collar. The material clung to his skin and
accentuated all his muscles. He wore gloves too that started from the middle of his upper arm and flowed
down to end at his middle finger, covering only part of the front and back of his hand. They were the
oddest gloves Gojyo had ever seen. Tight blue jeans completed the outfit and he was so sexy in it that
Gojyo had the insane urge to jump his bones. His hair was damp from a very recent shower and hung
haphazardly around his face. Gojyo had never seen a sexier sight before.

Sanzo finally noticed Gojyo’s stare and glared back at him.

"What?" he growled.

Gojyo glanced away, not wanting to follow his thoughts to their conclusion.

Sanzo returned to his food, eating more than he had last night. Between mouthfuls he doled out information
to Hakkai.

"Wow, you sure get a hell of a lot of information for such a small price." Gojyo teased.

Sanzo glared at Gojyo. "I refuse to fuck that old hag for more than two hours," he snarled.

"What, can't keep it up?" Gojyo taunted.

Sanzo's eyes narrowed dangerously and Hakkai backed away from the table.

"Shut up." Sanzo growled.

"Make me." Gojyo taunted. "I'm not afraid of some gigolo."

Hakkai left the room slowly.

Sanzo's arm shot out and gave Gojyo a backhanded slap across the head. Gojyo gave a yelp of surprise and
reeled back in surprise. He stared at Sanzo incredulously.

"I can't believe you just hit me," he growled.

"Shut up." Sanzo snapped again, returning to his food.

"You hit me like I was your bitch." Gojyo complained.

"Deal with it." Sanzo said calmly.

Gojyo's eyes bugged out. "I don't know what kind of partners you're used to working with, but I refuse to
be treated like that!"

Sanzo ignored him, concentrating on his food.

Gojyo scowled and yanked Sanzo's plate away from him.

Bad move. Sanzo's eyes promised a sure death as they focused their evil magic on Gojyo.

"Give me back the damned plate." Sanzo ordered.

"I'm not your bitch, you can't tell me what to do." Gojyo retorted, trying very hard not to heave at the
smell of the food.

"Give me the damned plate before I break your arm." Sanzo replied.

"You couldn't if you tried." Gojyo dared. "I'm not scared of you just 'cause you snarl."

Sanzo reached for his plate but Gojyo held it out of his reach. Sanzo stood and leaned over Gojyo.

In a move too fast for Gojyo to see, Sanzo grabbed Gojyo's hand and twisted his fingers just so.

Gojyo's mouth opened in pain and his other hand reflexively dropped the plate. Sanzo's other hand shot out
and caught the plate before it fell. He returned the plate to the table and sat down before he
released Gojyo's hand.

Gojyo sucked in a breath, refusing to let tears come to his eyes. He managed to maintain a glare at Sanzo
as the man ate on indifferently.

Damned blond.

"Go home." Sanzo said abruptly.

"Fuck you." Gojyo snapped back. "Hakkai said I could stay, so I'm staying."

Sanzo didn't say anything but Gojyo noticed how his jaw tensed at that.

It was curious how Sanzo would actually obey Hakkai's decision. Gojyo felt jealous of this strange power
Hakkai had over Sanzo and still had his secret suspicion about the relationship between the two men. He
privately wondered if Sanzo had 'comforted' Hakkai after his wife's death. He instantly felt a little
ashamed at that thought, but it remained in his mind nevertheless.

He debated commenting on Sanzo's lack of a verbal reaction but felt it wouldn't be worth it.

"So..." he drawled. "You always dress in 'fuck me' clothes on your day off?"

Sanzo didn't even glance at him. "Just keep your dick in your pants."

"Hey!" Gojyo protested immediately. "I don't like guys."

Sanzo glanced at Gojyo with a clear look of disbelief.

"I don't." Gojyo growled for emphasis.

Sanzo's lips curled briefly in what may have been a sneer but then he turned back to his food. Gojyo's
thoughts churned in agitation at Sanzo's remark.

"What makes you think I like guys?" he demanded.

Sanzo ate his food and didn't bother to reply.

"Hey, I'm talking to you here." Gojyo griped. "Answer me, dammit."

"It's not my problem if you can't figure it out." Sanzo said calmly.

"I'm not gay!"

Sanzo smirked slightly at Gojyo vehement denial. Gojyo almost raised a fist to remove that smirk when Sanzo
wafted some food in front of his nose.

Gojyo turned green and ran out of the room.






"Why do I have to be the bitch?'

Trapper raised his eyebrows at that phrase coming out of the captain's office. He made shooing motions at
the other officers and they slunk off quickly.

Trapper grinned; the captain had his hands full with those two.






Hakkai remained smiling at Gojyo's outburst but his smile had a steelier hint to it. "Because you don't
know the scene," he explained.

"What scene?" Gojyo demanded.

"The S&M scene." Hakkai reminded.

"I don't look like a bitch.' Gojyo grumbled.

"You can't be a master." Sanzo said.

"Why the hell not?" Gojyo demanded.

"You're not controlling enough." Hakkai said, almost gently.

"You think I can't be controlling?" Gojyo said, insulted.

"No." Sanzo said shortly.

"Well there's no way in hell I'm going to be your bitch." Gojyo snarled.

"You agreed to it." Sanzo sneered.

"I agreed to work on the case, I didn't agree to be your bitch." Gojyo growled.

"Slave." Hakkai corrected.

"Whatever." Gojyo snapped.

Hakkai's smile changed and Gojyo subsided.

"Sorry Captain," he amended.

"You have to be the slave because you're not familiar enough with the S&M scene to pass as a master."
Hakkai said gently. "It's not a reflection on your personality."

Gojyo's eyes immediately darted over to Sanzo to see if the man was going to comment but, oddly enough,
Sanzo's face was strangely impassive.

"Just get a new man for the job." Sanzo said finally. "He's not going to cut it either way."

Gojyo's eyebrow twitched at the insult to his abilities and he glared down at his partner. "Shut up," he
said.

Sanzo snorted dismissively at Gojyo’s tone and Gojyo's anger grew.


'I can do this," he said. "Doesn't matter if I'm master or slave, I can do it. I agreed to this so I'm
going to."

He glared disdainfully at Sanzo and then deliberately turned his back on him.

"Thank you for your cooperation, Gojyo." Hakkai said with another of his smiles. "Sanzo will teach you the
ropes. You're scheduled to start the operation in three days. Until then I expect you to be practicing
your roles. The last thing I need is for the two of you to get killed on the first day."

Gojyo forced himself to look relaxed. "We won't fail, I'm too charmed to die," he said.

Sanzo snorted and Hakkai's smile looked a little strained but Gojyo ignored them both determinedly.

"I suggest that you stay at Sanzo's house for the duration of your practice." Hakkai said.

"What?!" Gojyo looked at Hakkai in dismay.

"Cat, this is a very important case and we have to get it done right." Hakkai said firmly. "If you slip up
in any way they'll know immediately and we'll be in more trouble than just two dead cops."

Gojyo swallowed at Hakkai's tone. "All right," he said.

"I'll be keeping in touch by phone." Hakkai warned. "So I expect you to be working every time I check up
on you two."

Gojyo nodded reluctantly. Man, that was going to put a crimp into his night plans.






Gojyo glanced around nervously at his surroundings as he entered the guest room that he had stayed in last
time. He dropped his bags down against the wall and gave a sigh. He turned and plodded down to the
Western-style living room where Sanzo was waiting. He found Sanzo sitting in an armchair reading some
book.

Sanzo looked up at Gojyo, who spread his arms out.

"Well, let's start," he said.

Sanzo put his book down and gestured for Gojyo to have a seat.

"There are three things you have to remember at all times." Sanzo said. "I'm your master, you're the
slave, and you take orders from no one else."

Gojyo frowned at Sanzo's words and opened his mouth to protest.

"You can’t be insolent to me at all and you have to obey everything I tell you to do."

Gojyo scowled at all this.

"You've got to be kidding me," he grimaced.

"How much flesh are you comfortable showing? How tight do you mind your clothes? How much do restraints
bother you?" Sanzo fired.

Gojyo blinked and then managed a semblance of his usual leer. "I'll wear a thong in public, if that's what
you're getting at."

Sanzo, surprisingly, didn't snort at this comment.

"I don't mind tight, but I have to be able to breathe. And as for restraints, I don't know, I've never
been restrained before." Gojyo continued.

Sanzo gave a curt nod. "Do you have any leather shorts?"

"No, but I have a vinyl pair."

"They'll do for now. Go put them on and meet me back here."

"What else do I wear?" Gojyo asked.

"Nothing." Sanzo replied, getting up.

"Where are you going?" Gojyo queried.

"To get some restraints."






Gojyo tugged slightly at the straps around his body. They weren't uncomfortable but they weren't
comfortable either. The straps ran across his chest and back in an X and there were bands around his arms
and legs, as well as a collar around his neck.

"This looks stupid," he commented.

"Yes." Sanzo agreed. "It's just to get you comfortable with it. I'll get you a real costume soon."

"Ooh, I can't wait." Gojyo said sarcastically.

"You're to be quiet all day." Sanzo said. "And you'll follow me around. If I'm reading, you're sitting at
my feet being quiet. If I'm eating, you're sitting at my feet waiting for scraps."

Gojyo gave Sanzo an incredulous look.

"Like hell!" he said.

"This is how it works." Sanzo said. "If you can't do this then I'll need a new partner."

Gojyo glared. "Enough of this new partner shit. I'm going to do it."

"Good. Silence begins now."

Sanzo turned on his heel and headed out of the room. A split second later, Gojyo followed.





The end of chapter 5
This was shorter than planned but if I added any more then we'd be at a cliffhanger and I haven't
finished the next part yet. And just so you know, Kanzeon isn't a religious figure in this story
so please don't be offended if you're religious.
Again, if you don't like the story, just don't read it. No one's forcing you.
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