Gensomaden Saiyuki Fan Fiction ❯ Unspoken ❯ When you say nothing at all ... ( Chapter 3 )

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

 
 
Chapter 3 : When you say nothing at all.
 
Disclaimer : Saiyuki hotties doesn't belong to me or anybody else except for Kazuya-sensei. I don't think she will sue me for giving her babies a little bit of fun. Or torture them a bit. Or make them fall in love and make love. Or making them gay. Or…what the heck…saiyuki just isn't mine.
 
Note : ( ) Words unspoken
 
It would be logical for the one who had the most satisfied sleep would wake earlier. And as the first one to wake was Gojyo, the first instinctive thing he did was to grope for something. Warm skin makes him smiled sleepily. Warm naked skins prompt his eyes open to the morning light. Realization of whose warm naked skins he is closely in contact with drew a rare blush on his face.
 
Slowly and careful not to make sudden moves he propped himself on one elbow to gaze at the sleeping man beside him. Damn … how is it Hakkai looked so tantalizing sexy in deep slumber? Perfect skin, boyish face, soft dark hair and lips that slightly open … and before he realized it, Gojyo already leaned down to taste that sweet lip. It was a soft butterfly kiss as he wanted this perfect moment to last longer.
 
At the back of his mind he feared for Hakkai's retribution when that green eyes finally open later. So he just wanted to feel this perfect calmness before the storm. Last night was definitely stormy. He remembered how Hakkai moved under him. How the eyes closed in desperate need. How slick skins and lustful moans …
 
(Damnit…I'm getting hard. Way to go, pervert!)
 
He loved Hakkai so much that it hurts. Cliché words that would normally make him cringed but right this very moment with the soft sun on Hakkai's face and his heart suddenly ache, the words fit perfectly.
 
How is he going to deal with this later on?
 
If Hakkai woke up and starts giving him that fake apologetic smile he won't know how he's going to react.
 
Gojyo sighed and tried to move himself to his other side of the small single bed. And that's when he saw it. Something familiar peeking from under Hakkai's pillow.
 
For him, time stood still.
 
(No…No way…)
 
Carefully he slid the familiar journal out from under the pillow. A small journal. Black leather covering. It has an elongated back page with a magnetic button to wrap itself half around the journal; holding it in place. Small design woven intricately with gold string at the top left corner of the black covering. A heart surrounded by roses and thorns.
 
Gojyo felt cold. If he by chance looking at a mirror, he would realize he looked deathly pale and his hands are trembling.
 
He looked at the sleeping form beside him; feeling of dread crawling inside him.
 
(WHAT THE HELL HAKKAI DOING WITH HIS DIARY?!!!)
 
Gojyo remembered when he bought that journal. He bought it before the journey to the west started because he wanted to record all his `moment of glory'. And now, what the hell its doing under Hakkai's pillow.
 
And then a thought strike him like a hard slap on the face.
 
Hakkai reading his thoughts. Hakkai knowing how he felt. Hakkai being Hakkai trying to sort out his feeling in so avoiding him. Hakkai being Hakkai trying to be his friend responded to his stupid idiotic crush. Hakkai had sex with him just because of that. No wonder he had said no. He had a change of mind. But then, Hakkai being Hakkai always accommodate to other peoples need. And he knew Gojyo needed him. Wanted him. Loved him.
 
So why not just give the poor little lost puppy the sympathy he desperately need?
 
The red head find himself staring at the sleeping innocent healer. But something was just not quite right with the sight. Hakkai sleeping face suddenly blurred.
 
He blinked. Twice.
 
And that's when Gojyo realize he was crying.
 
In moments, he was putting his clothes on and leaves the room quietly grasping the journal to his chest.
 
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“Gojyo?”
 
Finding himself alone should not be a surprise but it stirred something inside Hakkai. Yes, he shouldn't expect the famous flirt to be in bed when he woke up. As far as lovers are concern Gojyo had the tendency to leave early and even sometime didn't say goodbye. He knew that. He always knew that.
 
But somehow.
 
It just hurt so bad.
 
“Oh dear…I'm getting really old if I'm this sentimental.” He mused sadly. The usual smile crept to his face as he stared the blank ceiling above him.
 
Dozen of thoughts crossed his mind at the same time. The ceiling is blue. Gojyo moving inside him. Is he late for breakfast? Kissed by Gojyo. That tongue rolling with his own. Sanzo would be pissed. Goku is getting taller. Now, I remember. I forgot to buy some herbs. It was at the shop with the red headed salesgirl. Red hair. Uncontrollable moan as he come ….
 
“Urgh…” Hakkai groan as he felt his lower part slowly hardened by the thought. He rolled over and winced as he felt the sharp pain inside him.
 
Where Gojyo had thrust hard against that sweet spot over and over again.
 
“Urgh … pervert Hakkai. Will you cut it out already?” Hakkai said that word aloud to himself. Hoping to clear the early morning wake up call fogging his brain.
 
He remembered he haven't had dinner yet. He haven't had breakfast yet, for that matter. He was in the middle of writing …
 
My journal!
 
Instinctively his hand reached under his pillow.
 
And found nothing.
 
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When Goku opened the door his first instinct was to summon his nyoibo. But he stopped short when he saw Hakkai by the window throwing his usual serene look.
 
“Urgh…Kai, are you ok?”
 
The mattress was upside down. The blankets, pillows and bedcovers thrown carelessly on the floor. The books on Hakkai table was opened and strewn all over. The plates of untouched food was also on the floor.
 
The room was unnaturally messy that Goku had thought some demon had attacked. But no scents of demon in the air. The only one in the room was the half demon who looked as ragged as the room itself.
 
Hakkai's shirt was half button and his jeans hang loose on his waist with the zipper half done. His black hair was ruffled. Guess he didn't have time to look at the mirror.
 
And when Goku sniffed, there was a distinct familiar scent. A scent which he endured throughout the journey sitting behind Hakuryu. The pervert kappa scent.
 
Goku walked to Hakkai keeping his innocent look intact. There was no reason to blurt out what he knows. Well, he can guess what happened last night, with all the noises he heard when he passed Hakkai's room, but what on earth caused the room to be turned upside down?
 
“Ha…”
 
“I'm fine, Goku. I was just looking for something.”
 
What's so valuable enough to push Hakkai to do all this?
 
“Can I help?”
 
Hakkai sighed and moved towards the younger man. He placed a firm hand on both Goku's shoulder and looked tiredly at him.
 
“I've looked everywhere, Goku.”
 
“I looked again for you!” Goku in his usual morning cheerfulness, scampered to the bed and searching all over it. Back, top, below … scratching and knocking and pushing. Hakkai, in spite of himself, laughed as he watched Goku's antics.
 
“Goku…are you trying to find something or are you considering buying the bed?”
 
“Wha…” Round golden eyes incredulously stare on greens. Hey, he was just trying to help.
 
“You were testing…Oh never mind.” Hakkai shrugged and looked around the room. Finally realizing what a mess he had made.
 
“What did you lose?” Goku is not a person who would let go of something that easily.
 
“Just a book. Goku, let me just clean and we go down to get…”
 
“Black book?”
 
Hakkai jerked around at Goku.
 
“I saw the kappa earlier. He was holding a black book with something like a rose…something. Did he borrow your book again?”
 
Though Goku can be very perceptive but this time he missed the deathly pale look on Hakkai face. His mind was somewhere on a new jibe he could throw at the kappa for stealing Hakkai's book.
 
“Goku!!!” A call from outside made Goku jumped to his feet. Oh no! He had forgotten all about Sanzo. The monk just passed him some money to buy newspaper and he had forgotten all about it!
 
Before Hakkai could say something, Goku with a frantic wave, dashed out and disappeared through the door.
 
When the door slammed shut, Hakkai fell on his knees. A thud was heard in the room and it was either the door or Hakkai.
 
The green eyed man covered his mouth as his eyes stared blankly ahead. So many thoughts rushed into his minds. But the words that came out were unconsciously said.
 
“How could you…how could you…how…”
 
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“Gojyo.” the door was open. And at the doorway was a rather ragged looking Hakkai. He put on a shirt and combed his hair but his eyes were withdrawn.
 
“Goj..” he started but then stopped as he realized the room was empty. The morning sun shimmered into the room and the walls were bathed in golden light. A welcoming sight that didn't do Hakkai any good.
 
Maybe he went down for breakfast. Hakkai thought.
 
With a sigh he started to close the door when something made him stop. The drawer beside Gojyo's bed was open and somehow that piqued his interest.
 
In a few steps he reached the drawer and peered inside. His breath caught at what he saw. Carelessly thrown on top what seem to be Gojyo's undershirt was his black journal.
 
Anger seeped into Hakkai. After what had happened last night, making him show every bit of himself, Gojyo had the nerve to take what was left of his privacy. Gojyo didn't love him back and he thought he had rights to Hakkai. Damn kappa…
 
Damn him. Damn him…
 
But those words, just like the golden sun didn't do anything good for Hakkai. He felt suffocated. His lungs hurt and his stomach growled.
 
“Food. Must be the food.” Hakkai said loudly as he slipped the book into his shirt. And he was sure it was just the bright sun shining on his face as he passed the window that his eyes suddenly burned and one lone tear fell on his cheek.
 
 
Authors Note : Oh no, it gotten longer than it should. Please forgive me for any mistakes. Gone through it all but I might have missed something. Enjoy …