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Saiyuki/Batman crossover of doom final part
Fandom: Saiyuki
Title: Saiyuki/Batman crossover of doom final part
Rating: not worksafe, explicit m/m
Pairing: Hakkai/Gojyo
Notes: Huge thanks to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
new_kate for all her wonderful beta work on this series, and to emungere for many encouraging comments along the way.
part one, part two, part three, part four, part five, part six
Part seven
Gojyo's jaw felt stretched and slightly achy and he could still taste Hakkai in the back of his throat. Hakkai began to unlock the front door and Gojyo watched him. It was a good view and he felt fired up and jittery and, yeah, just a bit too sticky for his own good. He smiled to himself and kind of hoped Hakkai wanted to be selfish some more tonight. Selfish suited him. Gojyo moved right up behind him.
'Is this the part where Sanzo comes out and chases me off with a shotgun for messin' with his butler?' Gojyo said into his ear.
'Would you like him to? I could arrange it,' Hakkai said.
'No,' Gojyo said, just in case Hakkai was serious.
He pulled him closer. Hakkai gasped and leaned back heavily on him then. Too heavily. He bent over slightly, hiding his face from Gojyo and with a hand pressed to his stomach.
'Hey,' Gojyo said. Hakkai had gone a sickly white. 'What's wrong? Do you need me to get Sanzo?'
'No, no, please,' Hakkai gasped through clenched teeth. 'It's nothing.'
'Nothing my ass. Are you even properly healed yet?' They hadn't exactly been gentle in the car.
'Please, don't. He really might chase you with a shotgun,' Hakkai said, with a weak smile. 'I feel better. Honestly.'
'Lean on me,' Gojyo said, not believing a word. He got an arm round Hakkai's waist, being careful not to let his hand touch where he knew the scar would be, and helped him inside. His boots made a loud noise on the black and white chequered floor of Sanzo's entrance hall.
'Sshh,' Hakkai murmured.
'For fuck's sake. You're passing out on me and all you can think of is Sanzo's beauty sleep. He can go screw himself,' Gojyo said, and slammed the door behind him with a kick.
'That's very generous of you.' Sanzo was standing on the staircase, watching them. It looked suspiciously like he'd been waiting up. Oh, crap. 'What the hell have you done to him?' Sanzo said, coming down quickly.
'Nothing, ' said Gojyo. 'I'm not the one who had him running around all over town. I ought to kick your ass off the Rafferty tower.'
'Just try it,' Sanzo said, then turned to Hakkai, ignoring him. 'Go to bed. Take the goddamned pills I gave you. You're no use to me sick.'
'You're all heart.'
'Really. I'm fine,' Hakkai said, with a quelling glance at Gojyo.
Hakkai tried to push himself upright but Gojyo tightened his arm even without thinking about it and Hakkai leaned back against him, heavy and warm. It more than made up for Sanzo's frigid glare.
'Cut the selfless crap,' Sanzo said. 'You're not fine.'
Hakkai nodded and Gojyo felt a pang of jealousy. Hakkai listened to Sanzo. But then, Sanzo had saved his life. Hakkai must feel like he owed him a lot. He tightened his arm even more.
'And don't waste your energy on him, either,' Sanzo said, nodding at Gojyo.
'Hey. I'm not the one setting up blind dates on top of fucking buildings in my spare time. You can't complain if it worked.'
Sanzo opened his mouth, then shut it again. He shook his head and turned away.
'Just-- get some rest, Hakkai,' Sanzo said, and stalked off.
'Is that what it was, a blind date?' Hakkai said softly, his face pressed into Gojyo's neck. He sounded like he was smiling
'I guess it was, huh?' Gojyo murmured, head down and trying to concentrate on where he was putting his feet. Hakkai was heavier than he looked, but he didn't mind, not even a little. He took more of Hakkai's weight. 'You know, your boss is weird.'
'You don't know the half of it,' Hakkai said. 'But I'm grateful,' he added, softly. 'To both of you.'
They made their way to the small, carpeted corridor that Gojyo remembered from before, when Sanzo had him carry Hakkai here. Here he was again, but at least Hakkai was conscious this time. He looked down at the carpet, but all the bloodstains were gone. The door to Hakkai's room was plain and painted white, unlike the grander, carved and panelled doors in the other parts of the house. Hakkai fumbled out a key and pushed it open.
'Please make yourself at home,' Hakkai said, and then winced and sagged back against the doorframe.
'Shut up and let me help you,' Gojyo said.
Hakkai closed his eyes.
'Yes. Please,' he said.
Gojyo half-carried him through into his bedroom and got him lying down, then fed him the painkillers that Hakkai pointed wordlessly to.
'Thank you,' Hakkai said.
'Remember to take them out with you next time,' he said, plonking himself down on the edge of the bed. 'Sheesh. Who buttles the butler round here?'
Hakkai smiled again. His eyes were closing and the sharp lines of his face were softened, now that he was almost asleep. 'You do, it seems,' he said softly.
Hakkai's eyes slid shut. Very soon his breathing changed and became soft and even and slow. He was asleep, just like that, mouth slightly open and limbs relaxed as if he didn't have a single thing to worry about. Gojyo touched his hair, gently shifting it out of his eyes, caught between pride that Hakkai trusted him and jealousy that he'd fallen asleep so easily, leaving Gojyo on his own.
It was familiar, him watching Hakkai sleeping. He reached out and touched his shoulder: the temptation to shake him was powerful, just to make sure Hakkai would wake up. He leaned down and listened very carefully to Hakkai's breathing, but it sounded normal and healthy. He unhooked his belt and dropped it on a chair, then unlaced his boots and slipped them off. The bed was soft and he settled down by Hakkai's side, being careful not to disturb him. Gojyo's eyes were scratchy and hot and he yawned until his jaw felt like it was going to crack. Hakkai didn't stir once. Gojyo pillowed his head on his arm and watched his chest fall and rise, until he couldn't keep his eyes open any longer.
He opened them to dim grey light filtering in through a gap in the curtains. He blinked and realised he was alone. Groping with one hand he touched Hakkai's pillow and found it was still warm. Then came the flush of a cistern and the soft rattle of a door handle. He watched Hakkai come in to the room and pad over to the bed on bare feet. He'd changed into a t-shirt and loose pyjama bottoms and was walking slowly, pressing his hand over his stomach. He must still be in pain. Sanzo had said there was too much damage for him to heal very quickly.
'You're freezing,' Hakkai said, running a hand down his side. Gojyo hadn't managed to get undressed, although at the touch of Hakkai's hand, which lingered on his hip, he wished he had. 'Why didn't you get under the covers?'
'Don't worry about me. Anyway, didn't wanna wake you up,' he mumbled.
'You didn't. And besides,' Hakkai was kneeling gingerly above him now, hands planted either side of Gojyo's head, 'I've slept for long enough, don't you think?'
'Do you feel better then?' he said.
'Mmm,' Hakkai said, smiling down into his face. 'I do now.'
Gojyo felt unreasonably happy.
Hakkai tugged the blankets over them both and shifted closer until Gojyo felt the brush of cold toes against his own. They lay on their sides, not quite touching, but watching each other. Hakkai pillowed his face on one arm and reached out to touch Gojyo's hair very lightly. It wasn't the kind of touch Gojyo was used to and part of him wanted to flinch or to turn it into something else less gentle. He closed his eyes and burrowed down into the warmth, closer to Hakkai.
'Do you dye it?' Hakkai asked, very softly, as if he didn't want to disturb the quiet.
'No,' Gojyo said. He liked Hakkai like this: sleepy and rumpled and so close his warm breath gusted over Gojyo's cheek.
'Gojyo. There are… things you should know. If we-- If we're going to… '
Hakkai stumbling on his words was just not normal. But then, nothing about Hakkai was. Gojyo took a breath and wondered how bad these 'things' he should know could be. He opened his eyes to find Hakkai watching him intently. Right. He forced himself to wake up a little.
'You mean besides the-- psycho stuff?' he said.
A short silence. Hakkai blinked, looking wary. 'Besides that, yes.'
'Okay.' His heart was beating too fast.
Hakkai was quiet for a long time, so long that Gojyo wondered if he'd missed something, but Hakkai seemed content enough to run his hands over Gojyo's hair and not say anything.
'My-- sister used to dye her hair,' Hakkai said, eventually. His fingers slid through it. 'It was as long as yours, but red. It was very beautiful. She was very beautiful.'
Something about the way he said it and how his fingers moved, too slow and too gentle, made Gojyo blink. There was something not right with that sentence. Then it struck him.
'She was?' he asked. 'You mean-- '
Hakkai dipped his chin down. 'She's dead.'
Gojyo let out a harsh breath. Hakkai's sister.
'It was her - the Joker took her. Your lover,' he said, then wished he'd bitten it back.
Hakkai turned on his back and closed his eyes. He didn't speak for a long moment. 'Do you think less of me?'
Not less, Gojyo thought. Maybe differently. Maybe more. He wanted to explain, but couldn't find the words.
'No,' he said, at last. 'At least you-- loved each other.'
Hakkai's lips curved in a tiny smile. 'Yes, at least there was that,' he said. 'I'm going to kill him, one day,' he went on, sounding as calm as if he were saying he was going to feed the cat. There was no one he could mean but the Joker.
Gojyo rolled closer, until he was pressed to Hakkai's side. He touched Hakkai's hand where it lay on his chest.
'Yeah. But this time we'll do it together.'
Hakkai's fingers slid into his until they were laced tightly together, hard enough to hurt.
'Yes,' Hakkai said, turning to meet his gaze once more. 'I'd like that.'
He hadn't meant to fall asleep again, but he woke a little later with Hakkai's head tucked under his chin and Hakkai's arm tight round his waist. For a moment he had no idea where he was. The pillow was soft and smelled clean-- it smelled like Hakkai. He remembered everything then, last night, looking down over the city, Hakkai in the car and now here with him, tangled together and warm and safe. Sharp relief flooded through him. Gojyo pressed his face into Hakkai's hair, feeling the solid heat of him, just breathing against the quickening beat of his own pulse. Hakkai was clearly awake: his palm moved in slow circles on Gojyo's ass, smoothing over taut leather.
'I want you out of this,' Hakkai said, sounding hoarse. He slid his hand up Gojyo's spine, then down again, flattening it over his back and spreading lower to squeeze him.
Hakkai's breath was hot against his neck and through Hakkai's thin t-shirt he could feel the beat of his heart, getting faster. There was a very definite hardness pressing into his stomach. He could get used to waking up like this.
Gojyo backed away and slid out of bed. Hakkai leant up on one elbow and watched him peel out of his clothes. He took longer than absolutely necessary, just so he could watch Hakkai's arm moving under the covers, back and forth in a slow rhythm. His eyes were fixed on Gojyo and they were sharp and glittering through his lashes.
'I need a shower,' Gojyo murmured, 'after, um, last night.' In the car-- oh god-- with Hakkai in his mouth. He moved to kneel on the bed, hard and aching. Hakkai shifted on to his back and reached out a hand, closing it round his cock. He pulled, making Gojyo move closer in a hurry.
'No, you don't,' Hakkai said. 'Not yet.'
Gojyo leaned down and kissed him. 'Are you even well enough?' he said, breathlessly. He ran a hand down Hakkai's side, touching safe areas: places he knew the scar wouldn't be. He hadn't even seen it. He didn't even know if Hakkai wanted him to. 'I don't want to hurt you.'
'I was well enough last night, wasn't I?' Hakkai said, squeezing tighter with his hand.
'Yeah and then you collapsed,' Gojyo gasped.
'I'm already lying down, so I'm perfectly safe,' Hakkai said, smiling.
He was stroking Gojyo's cock with light, teasing touches, running his fingers over the head then down the underside, reaching down to cup his balls. It was hard to think and it became even harder when Hakkai kissed him, licking hot and wet into his mouth. Hakkai's palm was hot and damp and just harsh enough. Hakkai's mouth was soft and opened easily under his and when Gojyo twisted his hands into the waistband of Hakkai's sweatpants and pushed them down over his thighs, Hakkai made soft sounds right into his mouth and clung to him, his free arm twining around Gojyo's neck tight, drawing him closer.
They twined together on the bed. Hakkai rubbed against his leg, his hands tracing over Gojyo's back and into his hair, cupping his face to kiss him. He let his thighs fall open when Gojyo moved on top of him, still kissing him, the head of his cock slipping over Hakkai's hip as they thrust against each other.
'Can I... ?' Gojyo began, his fingers grasping the hem of Hakkai's t-shirt.
Hakkai was breathing hard. 'I-- not yet, please,' he said. He almost sounded pleading, so Gojyo kissed him again, hard and long until Hakkai said his name, right against his lips, muffled and slurred with need. Gojyo pulled back a little, so their lips barely touched.
'I want you,' Hakkai said. 'So much, all the time.' He smoothed Gojyo's hair away from his face.
'That can be arranged,' Gojyo said, pressing kisses along Hakkai's jaw and neck, so that Hakkai arched to get more.
'Can it?' Hakkai said. He sounded almost worried.
'Yeah,' Gojyo said gently, working himself against Hakkai in tiny, steady thrusts. They met each other's eyes. The head of his cock dragged over Hakkai's and he groaned.
'Can I have you now, inside me?' Hakkai whispered. He closed his eyes as he spoke and spread his legs wider, tangling both hands in Gojyo's hair to pull him down into another kiss.
Gojyo was half afraid he was going to come right there, all over Hakkai's t-shirt.
'Mmm,' he gasped, stilling. 'Are you sure?'
'I am. Very sure,' Hakkai said, between kisses that got wilder and deeper. He dragged his fingernails down Gojyo's back.
Gojyo wrenched his mouth away at last. 'Have you got anything?' he said, kissing Hakkai's chest.
'In the drawer.'
Hakkai was looking wide eyed when Gojyo came back to him, so Gojyo lay by his side and stroked over his shoulder, letting his hand trail all the way down to his waist.
'You don't have to do this,' he said.
'I want it,' said Hakkai, and he shivered and moaned faintly. 'I want you to fuck me.'
Gojyo kissed him and got him to roll onto his side, then moved up close behind him. Hakkai spooned into him, close and tight and trusting.
'Like this?' Hakkai said.
Gojyo kissed the back of his neck in reply, because he didn't think he could say anything coherent, and touched his slicked fingers to burning hot skin. Hakkai was tight, and so hot inside that he had to bite his lip and keep still, with just a finger gripped in his tight, pulsing heat. He pressed his forehead to Hakkai's neck and tried to breathe slowly as he pushed in a little deeper. Hakkai's hair brushed against his face as he arched back, taking in more of Gojyo's finger and making a soft, startled noise.
'Have you done this before?' Gojyo whispered, urgent.
Hakkai shook his head so that the strands grazed across Gojyo's cheek. His 'No' was a cautious breath.
The head of Gojyo's cock slipped over the hard base of Hakkai's spine, leaving a smear of wet. He licked the salt of Hakkai's skin and his hips moved without him even thinking about it, thrusting gently as Hakkai moved on his finger. He took it out, put more lube on and then slid it back in. It was easier this time and Hakkai made a sound like a groan, almost like pain, but he shoved his hips back onto Gojyo's hand hard. Gojyo fucked him like that, with just a finger, and with Hakkai moving against him, for a long time, until his cock ached with it. He fastened his teeth onto Hakkai's neck and bit down harder than he should have. Hakkai gave a soft cry.
'Gojyo,' Hakkai gasped and reached back to trail his fingers along Gojyo's arm, right down to his fingers, pressing him in deeper. 'Please. Now.'
Gojyo had to remind himself to slow down as he pushed in. He slid his hand along Hakkai's thigh, pressing it forward so he could sink in a little deeper. Hakkai was making shivery sounds into the pillow, almost sobs.
'Am I hurting you?' Gojyo said, making himself hold back
Hakkai shook his head and twisted his fingers into the sheets. He clenched tight around Gojyo. 'No, no,' he said.
He skimmed a hand over Hakkai's hip, up over his waist, letting his fingers scrape along Hakkai's ribs. He kissed his back, damp with sweat though the t-shirt, then began to move his hips in a slow steady rhythm, trying to remember to be careful. His own body was slick with sweat and his hair stuck to his back. Heat pooled at the base of his spine as he watched Hakkai's profile, his tightly closed eyes and open mouth. He fucked him slowly and steadily, grinding up against him until it almost hurt not to move faster and Hakkai was writhing back onto him, one hand clenched tightly in the pillow next to his head and the other now reaching back over his hip to squeeze the curve of Gojyo's ass, pulling him in closer, wanting more. Gojyo shifted and slid his arm under Hakkai's shoulder, pulling him near so that they were touching from chest to hip. He was lost in Hakkai's heat and in the tiny sounds he made as Gojyo moved inside him. He pulled out, then slid back in a little harder, just to hear Hakkai's voice. He was rewarded with a cry, high and sharp and Hakkai's hand scrabbled for his and dragged it to his cock. Hakkai was trembling.
'Oh please, oh Gojyo,' Hakkai whispered.
It sounded almost mindless, like a prayer. Gojyo wound his arm tight across Hakkai's chest, pinching his nipples hard through cotton. Hakkai's cock pulsed, heavy and hot in Gojyo's palm and Hakkai curled Gojyo's fingers round himself and thrust into his grip, not even waiting for Gojyo to move his hand. Gojyo buried his face in Hakkai's neck, mouthing the bare skin there, licking what little he could reach. He wanted Hakkai naked, he wanted his mouth, he wanted everything and he was in danger of getting too rough, of just pushing him face down and fucking him hard.
He gasped, pulled back and stilled for a moment, trying to fill his lungs, but Hakkai was thrusting into his palm in tight, quick movements. He yanked his hand away, licked his palm then gripped Hakkai's cock once more and began to work him in time with his own quickening thrusts, tightening his fist until Hakkai tensed all over, his entire body shivering as he came into Gojyo hand, hot and wet and slick over his still-moving fingers. He couldn't help it then, just two more thrusts and heat burst inside him, racing through him and he tensed and came, buried deep inside, still thrusting into his tight slick hole, unable to stop as pleasure shocked through him. He groaned against Hakkai's back and trailed his fingers through Hakkai's come, spreading it over his heated, swollen skin. Hakkai was silent except for his shaking breath. He'd gone limp in Gojyo's arms and now rolled heavily back against him.
Gojyo waited for his heart to stop pounding. He trailed his sticky fingers over Hakkai's hip, tracing patterns on his skin. It'd be easy to fall back to sleep like this, with Hakkai warm against him, but he was softening and coming out and was very aware that it might be uncomfortable for Hakkai. Gojyo had tried to go slow, but maybe he'd hurt him. He bit his lip. He'd never say, and he was very still. Gojyo touched his shoulder.
'Hey,' he said, softly. 'Hakkai. Are you okay?' He didn't know what he'd do if Hakkai said no.
Hakkai rolled onto his back, fitting himself into the curve of Gojyo's arm like he'd always belonged there. He looked up and Gojyo and his smile was very beautiful.
'Yes, Gojyo. I'm very well,' he said, and reached up to touch Gojyo's face, tracing his fingers over Gojyo's cheek, then down to his mouth. 'You know, I think I may take the day off.'
Epilogue
'He's taken my eyeliner again,' Goku yelled, running down the staircase in just his underwear. 'Do something, Sanzo.'
'No. And get dressed,' Sanzo said. 'The next time I see an eye pencil in this house I'm going to incinerate it.'
Goku hung over the banisters. 'He's the one to blame. And he used up all my black nail polish. 'I can't believe you let him move in.'
Sanzo groaned. He didn't feel he'd had much say in the matter, not with Hakkai holding the coffee machine hostage in his room. 'But Gojyo loves coffee so much,' he mimicked, scowling.
The laundry problem was becoming chronic too, and he'd never been quite sure just how to work the washing machine. His socks were recycled from yesterday. Something had to be done. It had been a week since Gojyo had arrived.
'And all my yellow tights need washing!' Goku yelled after him as he stalked away.
'Hey,' he said, banging on Hakkai's door. 'Hakkai.'
There was no reply, although he thought he heard a faint groan from within. Then the door was flung open and Gojyo was leaning on the doorframe, dressed in a thin green kimono that hid absolutely nothing. Sanzo fixed his eyes resolutely on Gojyo's face and didn't let them stray even an inch below. Over Gojyo's shoulder, through the bedroom door he could see a pale, bare foot hanging over the end of the bed. Hakkai's foot. The toenails had been painted black.
'Please hurry, Gojyo,' he heard Hakkai call.
'Well, it's nice of you to drop by, Sanzo,' Gojyo said, leaning his arm up on the doorframe so that the kimono fell open, showing a lot of neck and shoulder. 'But I'm a bit tied up. Well, not me, as such, but-- '
'Shut up,' Sanzo said. 'Just tell him that I need him out here.'
'No,' Gojyo said, with a little, hard smile. He shifted so that he was blocking the doorway completely. 'You don't.'
'Yes, I do,' Sanzo said, squaring his shoulders.
'Don't worry, Sanzo,' Hakkai called. He sounded a little faint. 'Hang on. I'll be coming soon.'
Gojyo put a hand over his mouth but it didn't really hide his laughter. Sanzo absolutely refused to meet his eye. He studied the paintwork on the door very closely and breathed out slowly through his nose in a way that he had been told was supposed to be calming.
'Just-- ' he stopped, not really knowing what he was going to say. 'Look after him,' he muttered, then turned away from Gojyo's suddenly wide eyes. 'And if you ever take Goku's eyeliner again, you're out, got it?' he said, over his shoulder.
He heard Gojyo's soft laugh. The door closed behind him, gently.
Title: Saiyuki/Batman crossover of doom final part
Rating: not worksafe, explicit m/m
Pairing: Hakkai/Gojyo
Notes: Huge thanks to
new_kate for all her wonderful beta work on this series, and to emungere for many encouraging comments along the way. part one, part two, part three, part four, part five, part six
Part seven
Gojyo's jaw felt stretched and slightly achy and he could still taste Hakkai in the back of his throat. Hakkai began to unlock the front door and Gojyo watched him. It was a good view and he felt fired up and jittery and, yeah, just a bit too sticky for his own good. He smiled to himself and kind of hoped Hakkai wanted to be selfish some more tonight. Selfish suited him. Gojyo moved right up behind him.
'Is this the part where Sanzo comes out and chases me off with a shotgun for messin' with his butler?' Gojyo said into his ear.
'Would you like him to? I could arrange it,' Hakkai said.
'No,' Gojyo said, just in case Hakkai was serious.
He pulled him closer. Hakkai gasped and leaned back heavily on him then. Too heavily. He bent over slightly, hiding his face from Gojyo and with a hand pressed to his stomach.
'Hey,' Gojyo said. Hakkai had gone a sickly white. 'What's wrong? Do you need me to get Sanzo?'
'No, no, please,' Hakkai gasped through clenched teeth. 'It's nothing.'
'Nothing my ass. Are you even properly healed yet?' They hadn't exactly been gentle in the car.
'Please, don't. He really might chase you with a shotgun,' Hakkai said, with a weak smile. 'I feel better. Honestly.'
'Lean on me,' Gojyo said, not believing a word. He got an arm round Hakkai's waist, being careful not to let his hand touch where he knew the scar would be, and helped him inside. His boots made a loud noise on the black and white chequered floor of Sanzo's entrance hall.
'Sshh,' Hakkai murmured.
'For fuck's sake. You're passing out on me and all you can think of is Sanzo's beauty sleep. He can go screw himself,' Gojyo said, and slammed the door behind him with a kick.
'That's very generous of you.' Sanzo was standing on the staircase, watching them. It looked suspiciously like he'd been waiting up. Oh, crap. 'What the hell have you done to him?' Sanzo said, coming down quickly.
'Nothing, ' said Gojyo. 'I'm not the one who had him running around all over town. I ought to kick your ass off the Rafferty tower.'
'Just try it,' Sanzo said, then turned to Hakkai, ignoring him. 'Go to bed. Take the goddamned pills I gave you. You're no use to me sick.'
'You're all heart.'
'Really. I'm fine,' Hakkai said, with a quelling glance at Gojyo.
Hakkai tried to push himself upright but Gojyo tightened his arm even without thinking about it and Hakkai leaned back against him, heavy and warm. It more than made up for Sanzo's frigid glare.
'Cut the selfless crap,' Sanzo said. 'You're not fine.'
Hakkai nodded and Gojyo felt a pang of jealousy. Hakkai listened to Sanzo. But then, Sanzo had saved his life. Hakkai must feel like he owed him a lot. He tightened his arm even more.
'And don't waste your energy on him, either,' Sanzo said, nodding at Gojyo.
'Hey. I'm not the one setting up blind dates on top of fucking buildings in my spare time. You can't complain if it worked.'
Sanzo opened his mouth, then shut it again. He shook his head and turned away.
'Just-- get some rest, Hakkai,' Sanzo said, and stalked off.
'Is that what it was, a blind date?' Hakkai said softly, his face pressed into Gojyo's neck. He sounded like he was smiling
'I guess it was, huh?' Gojyo murmured, head down and trying to concentrate on where he was putting his feet. Hakkai was heavier than he looked, but he didn't mind, not even a little. He took more of Hakkai's weight. 'You know, your boss is weird.'
'You don't know the half of it,' Hakkai said. 'But I'm grateful,' he added, softly. 'To both of you.'
They made their way to the small, carpeted corridor that Gojyo remembered from before, when Sanzo had him carry Hakkai here. Here he was again, but at least Hakkai was conscious this time. He looked down at the carpet, but all the bloodstains were gone. The door to Hakkai's room was plain and painted white, unlike the grander, carved and panelled doors in the other parts of the house. Hakkai fumbled out a key and pushed it open.
'Please make yourself at home,' Hakkai said, and then winced and sagged back against the doorframe.
'Shut up and let me help you,' Gojyo said.
Hakkai closed his eyes.
'Yes. Please,' he said.
Gojyo half-carried him through into his bedroom and got him lying down, then fed him the painkillers that Hakkai pointed wordlessly to.
'Thank you,' Hakkai said.
'Remember to take them out with you next time,' he said, plonking himself down on the edge of the bed. 'Sheesh. Who buttles the butler round here?'
Hakkai smiled again. His eyes were closing and the sharp lines of his face were softened, now that he was almost asleep. 'You do, it seems,' he said softly.
Hakkai's eyes slid shut. Very soon his breathing changed and became soft and even and slow. He was asleep, just like that, mouth slightly open and limbs relaxed as if he didn't have a single thing to worry about. Gojyo touched his hair, gently shifting it out of his eyes, caught between pride that Hakkai trusted him and jealousy that he'd fallen asleep so easily, leaving Gojyo on his own.
It was familiar, him watching Hakkai sleeping. He reached out and touched his shoulder: the temptation to shake him was powerful, just to make sure Hakkai would wake up. He leaned down and listened very carefully to Hakkai's breathing, but it sounded normal and healthy. He unhooked his belt and dropped it on a chair, then unlaced his boots and slipped them off. The bed was soft and he settled down by Hakkai's side, being careful not to disturb him. Gojyo's eyes were scratchy and hot and he yawned until his jaw felt like it was going to crack. Hakkai didn't stir once. Gojyo pillowed his head on his arm and watched his chest fall and rise, until he couldn't keep his eyes open any longer.
***
He opened them to dim grey light filtering in through a gap in the curtains. He blinked and realised he was alone. Groping with one hand he touched Hakkai's pillow and found it was still warm. Then came the flush of a cistern and the soft rattle of a door handle. He watched Hakkai come in to the room and pad over to the bed on bare feet. He'd changed into a t-shirt and loose pyjama bottoms and was walking slowly, pressing his hand over his stomach. He must still be in pain. Sanzo had said there was too much damage for him to heal very quickly.
'You're freezing,' Hakkai said, running a hand down his side. Gojyo hadn't managed to get undressed, although at the touch of Hakkai's hand, which lingered on his hip, he wished he had. 'Why didn't you get under the covers?'
'Don't worry about me. Anyway, didn't wanna wake you up,' he mumbled.
'You didn't. And besides,' Hakkai was kneeling gingerly above him now, hands planted either side of Gojyo's head, 'I've slept for long enough, don't you think?'
'Do you feel better then?' he said.
'Mmm,' Hakkai said, smiling down into his face. 'I do now.'
Gojyo felt unreasonably happy.
Hakkai tugged the blankets over them both and shifted closer until Gojyo felt the brush of cold toes against his own. They lay on their sides, not quite touching, but watching each other. Hakkai pillowed his face on one arm and reached out to touch Gojyo's hair very lightly. It wasn't the kind of touch Gojyo was used to and part of him wanted to flinch or to turn it into something else less gentle. He closed his eyes and burrowed down into the warmth, closer to Hakkai.
'Do you dye it?' Hakkai asked, very softly, as if he didn't want to disturb the quiet.
'No,' Gojyo said. He liked Hakkai like this: sleepy and rumpled and so close his warm breath gusted over Gojyo's cheek.
'Gojyo. There are… things you should know. If we-- If we're going to… '
Hakkai stumbling on his words was just not normal. But then, nothing about Hakkai was. Gojyo took a breath and wondered how bad these 'things' he should know could be. He opened his eyes to find Hakkai watching him intently. Right. He forced himself to wake up a little.
'You mean besides the-- psycho stuff?' he said.
A short silence. Hakkai blinked, looking wary. 'Besides that, yes.'
'Okay.' His heart was beating too fast.
Hakkai was quiet for a long time, so long that Gojyo wondered if he'd missed something, but Hakkai seemed content enough to run his hands over Gojyo's hair and not say anything.
'My-- sister used to dye her hair,' Hakkai said, eventually. His fingers slid through it. 'It was as long as yours, but red. It was very beautiful. She was very beautiful.'
Something about the way he said it and how his fingers moved, too slow and too gentle, made Gojyo blink. There was something not right with that sentence. Then it struck him.
'She was?' he asked. 'You mean-- '
Hakkai dipped his chin down. 'She's dead.'
Gojyo let out a harsh breath. Hakkai's sister.
'It was her - the Joker took her. Your lover,' he said, then wished he'd bitten it back.
Hakkai turned on his back and closed his eyes. He didn't speak for a long moment. 'Do you think less of me?'
Not less, Gojyo thought. Maybe differently. Maybe more. He wanted to explain, but couldn't find the words.
'No,' he said, at last. 'At least you-- loved each other.'
Hakkai's lips curved in a tiny smile. 'Yes, at least there was that,' he said. 'I'm going to kill him, one day,' he went on, sounding as calm as if he were saying he was going to feed the cat. There was no one he could mean but the Joker.
Gojyo rolled closer, until he was pressed to Hakkai's side. He touched Hakkai's hand where it lay on his chest.
'Yeah. But this time we'll do it together.'
Hakkai's fingers slid into his until they were laced tightly together, hard enough to hurt.
'Yes,' Hakkai said, turning to meet his gaze once more. 'I'd like that.'
***
He hadn't meant to fall asleep again, but he woke a little later with Hakkai's head tucked under his chin and Hakkai's arm tight round his waist. For a moment he had no idea where he was. The pillow was soft and smelled clean-- it smelled like Hakkai. He remembered everything then, last night, looking down over the city, Hakkai in the car and now here with him, tangled together and warm and safe. Sharp relief flooded through him. Gojyo pressed his face into Hakkai's hair, feeling the solid heat of him, just breathing against the quickening beat of his own pulse. Hakkai was clearly awake: his palm moved in slow circles on Gojyo's ass, smoothing over taut leather.
'I want you out of this,' Hakkai said, sounding hoarse. He slid his hand up Gojyo's spine, then down again, flattening it over his back and spreading lower to squeeze him.
Hakkai's breath was hot against his neck and through Hakkai's thin t-shirt he could feel the beat of his heart, getting faster. There was a very definite hardness pressing into his stomach. He could get used to waking up like this.
Gojyo backed away and slid out of bed. Hakkai leant up on one elbow and watched him peel out of his clothes. He took longer than absolutely necessary, just so he could watch Hakkai's arm moving under the covers, back and forth in a slow rhythm. His eyes were fixed on Gojyo and they were sharp and glittering through his lashes.
'I need a shower,' Gojyo murmured, 'after, um, last night.' In the car-- oh god-- with Hakkai in his mouth. He moved to kneel on the bed, hard and aching. Hakkai shifted on to his back and reached out a hand, closing it round his cock. He pulled, making Gojyo move closer in a hurry.
'No, you don't,' Hakkai said. 'Not yet.'
Gojyo leaned down and kissed him. 'Are you even well enough?' he said, breathlessly. He ran a hand down Hakkai's side, touching safe areas: places he knew the scar wouldn't be. He hadn't even seen it. He didn't even know if Hakkai wanted him to. 'I don't want to hurt you.'
'I was well enough last night, wasn't I?' Hakkai said, squeezing tighter with his hand.
'Yeah and then you collapsed,' Gojyo gasped.
'I'm already lying down, so I'm perfectly safe,' Hakkai said, smiling.
He was stroking Gojyo's cock with light, teasing touches, running his fingers over the head then down the underside, reaching down to cup his balls. It was hard to think and it became even harder when Hakkai kissed him, licking hot and wet into his mouth. Hakkai's palm was hot and damp and just harsh enough. Hakkai's mouth was soft and opened easily under his and when Gojyo twisted his hands into the waistband of Hakkai's sweatpants and pushed them down over his thighs, Hakkai made soft sounds right into his mouth and clung to him, his free arm twining around Gojyo's neck tight, drawing him closer.
They twined together on the bed. Hakkai rubbed against his leg, his hands tracing over Gojyo's back and into his hair, cupping his face to kiss him. He let his thighs fall open when Gojyo moved on top of him, still kissing him, the head of his cock slipping over Hakkai's hip as they thrust against each other.
'Can I... ?' Gojyo began, his fingers grasping the hem of Hakkai's t-shirt.
Hakkai was breathing hard. 'I-- not yet, please,' he said. He almost sounded pleading, so Gojyo kissed him again, hard and long until Hakkai said his name, right against his lips, muffled and slurred with need. Gojyo pulled back a little, so their lips barely touched.
'I want you,' Hakkai said. 'So much, all the time.' He smoothed Gojyo's hair away from his face.
'That can be arranged,' Gojyo said, pressing kisses along Hakkai's jaw and neck, so that Hakkai arched to get more.
'Can it?' Hakkai said. He sounded almost worried.
'Yeah,' Gojyo said gently, working himself against Hakkai in tiny, steady thrusts. They met each other's eyes. The head of his cock dragged over Hakkai's and he groaned.
'Can I have you now, inside me?' Hakkai whispered. He closed his eyes as he spoke and spread his legs wider, tangling both hands in Gojyo's hair to pull him down into another kiss.
Gojyo was half afraid he was going to come right there, all over Hakkai's t-shirt.
'Mmm,' he gasped, stilling. 'Are you sure?'
'I am. Very sure,' Hakkai said, between kisses that got wilder and deeper. He dragged his fingernails down Gojyo's back.
Gojyo wrenched his mouth away at last. 'Have you got anything?' he said, kissing Hakkai's chest.
'In the drawer.'
Hakkai was looking wide eyed when Gojyo came back to him, so Gojyo lay by his side and stroked over his shoulder, letting his hand trail all the way down to his waist.
'You don't have to do this,' he said.
'I want it,' said Hakkai, and he shivered and moaned faintly. 'I want you to fuck me.'
Gojyo kissed him and got him to roll onto his side, then moved up close behind him. Hakkai spooned into him, close and tight and trusting.
'Like this?' Hakkai said.
Gojyo kissed the back of his neck in reply, because he didn't think he could say anything coherent, and touched his slicked fingers to burning hot skin. Hakkai was tight, and so hot inside that he had to bite his lip and keep still, with just a finger gripped in his tight, pulsing heat. He pressed his forehead to Hakkai's neck and tried to breathe slowly as he pushed in a little deeper. Hakkai's hair brushed against his face as he arched back, taking in more of Gojyo's finger and making a soft, startled noise.
'Have you done this before?' Gojyo whispered, urgent.
Hakkai shook his head so that the strands grazed across Gojyo's cheek. His 'No' was a cautious breath.
The head of Gojyo's cock slipped over the hard base of Hakkai's spine, leaving a smear of wet. He licked the salt of Hakkai's skin and his hips moved without him even thinking about it, thrusting gently as Hakkai moved on his finger. He took it out, put more lube on and then slid it back in. It was easier this time and Hakkai made a sound like a groan, almost like pain, but he shoved his hips back onto Gojyo's hand hard. Gojyo fucked him like that, with just a finger, and with Hakkai moving against him, for a long time, until his cock ached with it. He fastened his teeth onto Hakkai's neck and bit down harder than he should have. Hakkai gave a soft cry.
'Gojyo,' Hakkai gasped and reached back to trail his fingers along Gojyo's arm, right down to his fingers, pressing him in deeper. 'Please. Now.'
Gojyo had to remind himself to slow down as he pushed in. He slid his hand along Hakkai's thigh, pressing it forward so he could sink in a little deeper. Hakkai was making shivery sounds into the pillow, almost sobs.
'Am I hurting you?' Gojyo said, making himself hold back
Hakkai shook his head and twisted his fingers into the sheets. He clenched tight around Gojyo. 'No, no,' he said.
He skimmed a hand over Hakkai's hip, up over his waist, letting his fingers scrape along Hakkai's ribs. He kissed his back, damp with sweat though the t-shirt, then began to move his hips in a slow steady rhythm, trying to remember to be careful. His own body was slick with sweat and his hair stuck to his back. Heat pooled at the base of his spine as he watched Hakkai's profile, his tightly closed eyes and open mouth. He fucked him slowly and steadily, grinding up against him until it almost hurt not to move faster and Hakkai was writhing back onto him, one hand clenched tightly in the pillow next to his head and the other now reaching back over his hip to squeeze the curve of Gojyo's ass, pulling him in closer, wanting more. Gojyo shifted and slid his arm under Hakkai's shoulder, pulling him near so that they were touching from chest to hip. He was lost in Hakkai's heat and in the tiny sounds he made as Gojyo moved inside him. He pulled out, then slid back in a little harder, just to hear Hakkai's voice. He was rewarded with a cry, high and sharp and Hakkai's hand scrabbled for his and dragged it to his cock. Hakkai was trembling.
'Oh please, oh Gojyo,' Hakkai whispered.
It sounded almost mindless, like a prayer. Gojyo wound his arm tight across Hakkai's chest, pinching his nipples hard through cotton. Hakkai's cock pulsed, heavy and hot in Gojyo's palm and Hakkai curled Gojyo's fingers round himself and thrust into his grip, not even waiting for Gojyo to move his hand. Gojyo buried his face in Hakkai's neck, mouthing the bare skin there, licking what little he could reach. He wanted Hakkai naked, he wanted his mouth, he wanted everything and he was in danger of getting too rough, of just pushing him face down and fucking him hard.
He gasped, pulled back and stilled for a moment, trying to fill his lungs, but Hakkai was thrusting into his palm in tight, quick movements. He yanked his hand away, licked his palm then gripped Hakkai's cock once more and began to work him in time with his own quickening thrusts, tightening his fist until Hakkai tensed all over, his entire body shivering as he came into Gojyo hand, hot and wet and slick over his still-moving fingers. He couldn't help it then, just two more thrusts and heat burst inside him, racing through him and he tensed and came, buried deep inside, still thrusting into his tight slick hole, unable to stop as pleasure shocked through him. He groaned against Hakkai's back and trailed his fingers through Hakkai's come, spreading it over his heated, swollen skin. Hakkai was silent except for his shaking breath. He'd gone limp in Gojyo's arms and now rolled heavily back against him.
Gojyo waited for his heart to stop pounding. He trailed his sticky fingers over Hakkai's hip, tracing patterns on his skin. It'd be easy to fall back to sleep like this, with Hakkai warm against him, but he was softening and coming out and was very aware that it might be uncomfortable for Hakkai. Gojyo had tried to go slow, but maybe he'd hurt him. He bit his lip. He'd never say, and he was very still. Gojyo touched his shoulder.
'Hey,' he said, softly. 'Hakkai. Are you okay?' He didn't know what he'd do if Hakkai said no.
Hakkai rolled onto his back, fitting himself into the curve of Gojyo's arm like he'd always belonged there. He looked up and Gojyo and his smile was very beautiful.
'Yes, Gojyo. I'm very well,' he said, and reached up to touch Gojyo's face, tracing his fingers over Gojyo's cheek, then down to his mouth. 'You know, I think I may take the day off.'
***
Epilogue
'He's taken my eyeliner again,' Goku yelled, running down the staircase in just his underwear. 'Do something, Sanzo.'
'No. And get dressed,' Sanzo said. 'The next time I see an eye pencil in this house I'm going to incinerate it.'
Goku hung over the banisters. 'He's the one to blame. And he used up all my black nail polish. 'I can't believe you let him move in.'
Sanzo groaned. He didn't feel he'd had much say in the matter, not with Hakkai holding the coffee machine hostage in his room. 'But Gojyo loves coffee so much,' he mimicked, scowling.
The laundry problem was becoming chronic too, and he'd never been quite sure just how to work the washing machine. His socks were recycled from yesterday. Something had to be done. It had been a week since Gojyo had arrived.
'And all my yellow tights need washing!' Goku yelled after him as he stalked away.
'Hey,' he said, banging on Hakkai's door. 'Hakkai.'
There was no reply, although he thought he heard a faint groan from within. Then the door was flung open and Gojyo was leaning on the doorframe, dressed in a thin green kimono that hid absolutely nothing. Sanzo fixed his eyes resolutely on Gojyo's face and didn't let them stray even an inch below. Over Gojyo's shoulder, through the bedroom door he could see a pale, bare foot hanging over the end of the bed. Hakkai's foot. The toenails had been painted black.
'Please hurry, Gojyo,' he heard Hakkai call.
'Well, it's nice of you to drop by, Sanzo,' Gojyo said, leaning his arm up on the doorframe so that the kimono fell open, showing a lot of neck and shoulder. 'But I'm a bit tied up. Well, not me, as such, but-- '
'Shut up,' Sanzo said. 'Just tell him that I need him out here.'
'No,' Gojyo said, with a little, hard smile. He shifted so that he was blocking the doorway completely. 'You don't.'
'Yes, I do,' Sanzo said, squaring his shoulders.
'Don't worry, Sanzo,' Hakkai called. He sounded a little faint. 'Hang on. I'll be coming soon.'
Gojyo put a hand over his mouth but it didn't really hide his laughter. Sanzo absolutely refused to meet his eye. He studied the paintwork on the door very closely and breathed out slowly through his nose in a way that he had been told was supposed to be calming.
'Just-- ' he stopped, not really knowing what he was going to say. 'Look after him,' he muttered, then turned away from Gojyo's suddenly wide eyes. 'And if you ever take Goku's eyeliner again, you're out, got it?' he said, over his shoulder.
He heard Gojyo's soft laugh. The door closed behind him, gently.
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