Saiyuki Fan Fiction ❯ Golden Dawn ❯ Golden Dawn ( Chapter 1 )

I really don't know where this came from, I always have the weirdest idea's I my head when I first get up. I wanted this to be warm and fuzzy though and it kinda ended up much more somber *shrugs*

 

Of course neither Genjyo Sanzo or Sha Gojyo belong to me what a pity yada yada etc. They belong to Kazuya Minekura

 

 

Golden Dawn

 

 

Golden dawn. Those precious minutes when first waking up. The time when the day is filled with possibilities, when anything can and may just happen. The time when he still lies at you side.

 

 

Not every morning can be so beautiful, sometimes you wake alone, longing for his slender form against you. But then you know that on the other side of some flimsy wall he lies there and wishes the same were true.

 

 

Those few shining moments when you can wrap tanned arms around his pale form and just hold him. Savor his warmth, his breath light against you. When you can reach out and have the licentious pleasure of running fingers through that shimmering blond hair, shining in morning sunlight like strands of gold, or on dull days pale bronze.

 

 

When you can look into his amethyst eyes for ever, frozen in the moment, thankful for the privilege of seeing such emotion in those eyes, a tenderness you're the only witness too.

 

 

This is the time you can both be your true, base selves, no need for pretension. This is the time when you don't have to share him with the rest of the world. When he belongs to you.

 

 

The minutes slide past as freely as rain down window glass and all too soon you have to leave. A last kiss before you silently slip down the corridor and into your own room. When the night that just passed becomes, for all intensive purpose's, nothing more than a dream.

 

 

Something no one can know about, private, beautiful dangerous. Much like the man behind it. Any minute now he'll stride down that corridor, fan in hand, dragging the others from sleep and practically beating everyone into the jeep.

 

 

Some mornings if your lucky he finds time to pause outside your doorway, glance sideways and give you one of those smiles no one else sees.

 

 

Golden dawn, the time when the world belongs to you, when everything seems perfect and his kiss still burns on your lips. When those shining moments have slipped through your fingers like water the world seems like a darker place, and for once you can agree with Goku.

 

 

Genjyo Sanzo is the sun, and you are bound to his light and fire, needing it to live. Waiting for the next town, the next opportunity. Waiting impatiently through all the fights and rivalries, through every brush with death until the time you can taste those lips again. Waiting for the morning, and the last precious moments of golden dawn.