louiselux | Saiyuki fic: Falling, Hakkai/Gojyo, G

Title: Falling
Fandom: Saiyuki
Pairing: Gojyo/Hakkai mildly
Rating: G
Notes: I know rain is a cliche minefield in this fandom, but what the hell. Writing exercise - done in 45 mins for the

temps_mort weather challenge.

Falling

'Are you okay?'

Rare words, not often asked. They might be Gojyo's way of asking me if I want to sleep with him. I haven't ever given him an answer, at least not the one I think he thinks he wants.

Yes.

Yes please.

Perhaps because he doesn't even realise he is asking.

The weather is dreadful this time of year, very wet. I like to watch from the window but sometimes we go out in it, a little family, Gojyo, Jeep and I.

We have one umbrella that we share, the same one I used once to rescue him. That was the first day I killed again. How easy it was, although to be fair back when I was human it was easy too, once begun. Easy for my sister too.

How can one expect to cope with all this rain? The sheets don't dry, the floor is muddied all over, and recently mushrooms have begun to sprout on the wooden window frames. I scrape them off as soon as I notice their slender, smooth heads appear but they come back.

'Hakkai,' he says, with the smile that tells me he's worried.

'I'd like to go for a walk,' I say and he blinks. I need him to help me.

'In this downpour?'

'Please,' which he cannot refuse. He's a better-- man-- than me.

So we go out, him and I, the two of us in the grey day, up the lane and past the place where he found me.

It should be cold; it isn't. My clothes chafe my wet skin and it should feel unpleasant; it doesn't. Gojyo's boots squelch because the sole is through. He says he keeps forgetting to send them to the cobbler, so perhaps I should take them. What's more, our trusty umbrella leaks. After an hour of drips down the back of the neck, Gojyo thrusts it triumphantly into a litter bin.

'We don't need it, do we?' he says as water runs down his chin and drips onto his shirt.

'I don't think we could get much wetter, could we?'

There are heavy clouds over us. I can smell the sharp tang of electricity as it singes the air. It tingles all around us, enfolding us in life and there's a flicker of white light above us.

'Gojyo, perhaps we'd better go back?' more for his sake, because I'm wondering what it would be like to be struck by lightening, to be consumed.

Gojyo is bright against the thunderous blue clouds. He shakes his head at me and nudges my shoulder as we walk along.

Sometimes the sound and sight of rain makes me weep. More often it leaves me frozen, caught between a past I can barely face and a future I cannot accept, but which I must if I am to live. Mine are the faltering steps of an invalid, but look, today I splash through puddles, let Gojyo's warmth touch me and hold my hand out to catch the falling water.

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From:

wildelamassu.livejournal.com

Oh. I love the mood in this.

From:

mistressrenet.livejournal.com

Lovely. Reminds me of that lovely fanart of the two of them in the rain.

From:

lisa-bee.livejournal.com

What a great thing to find on my f-list!

I haven't ever given him an answer, at least not the one I think he thinks he wants.

and

'Please,' which he cannot refuse. He's a better-- man-- than me.

and

'Gojyo, perhaps we'd better go back?' more for his sake, because I'm wondering what it would be like to be struck by lightening, to be consumed.

all make me go "Yay!"

The one thing I'd say is that the end sentance seems a bit too overstated. I think if you cut off "and a rainy day is made safe" it would feel better, but that could just be me: it seems to be shown from the way Hakkai is splashing through the puddles &etc, and stating it outright feels like going a bit too close to cliche-territory.

But, yay! Saiyuki!fic!

From:

the Iberio-Swiss divide

Saiyuki fic: Falling, Hakkai/Gojyo, G

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