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lisa_bee: Gojyo, "disoriented" and no more than 15 minutes... (let's say 20), and inspired by an idea in emungere's Cut Off
Weapon of Choice
"Show me then," Hakkai said.
He was leaning against the back door. Gojyo stood in the middle of the backyard with bare feet and no shirt, wishing they hadn't got into this. He wanted to go inside and drink beer, read the paper, even wash the dishes.
His arms bloomed tiny goosebumps and his hairs raised. When he looked down he saw that his nipples were hard too. He felt exposed under Hakkai's soft gaze.
Hakkai shifted slightly and the door frame creaked. Right. Hakkai was waiting.
"Is it hard?" Hakkai asked, sounding curious.
"No! No. It's easy."
And it was, even though he could count the times he'd done it on one hand. He just had to wish it and it was there, body-warm metal filling his palm and the slight, pleasing chink of oiled chain. The shakujou was as tall as him, taller, and looking up he moved it so the blade glinted in the sun.
He grinned, but it faded when he saw Hakkai's face. Was that shock? Shock or-- lust. Hakkai had pushed himself away from the wall, his fingers were clenched, and Gojyo took a step back without even thinking about it. His fingers tightened and he has to loosen them with an effort.
"Did you choose that," Hakkai said, "or-- or-- "
"Kind of," Gojyo said, thinking of his mother.
"Show me," said Hakkai, again.
The chain arched, glittering in the sunlight, as the blade soared and dipped like a swallow, for endless minutes, until Gojyo swayed, dizzy with it. Chains rattled in his ears along with his blood and in the middle of it all was Hakkai's upturned face, his eyes huge and wide. He was smiling, a beautiful, wide smile.
"It's very good," Gojyo heard him say, and then the blade tips thudded into the door post next to Hakkai's hand. He reached out to touch, but Gojyo blinked, stomach flipping, and it was gone.
"Sorry," Gojyo said.
His knees shook and he sat straight down with a thump, legs folding under him. He shut his eyes and heard Hakkai's footsteps, then a hand on his shoulder, trembling just like he was.
"Don't be," Hakkai said.
lisa_bee: Gojyo, "disoriented" and no more than 15 minutes... (let's say 20), and inspired by an idea in emungere's Cut OffWeapon of Choice
"Show me then," Hakkai said.
He was leaning against the back door. Gojyo stood in the middle of the backyard with bare feet and no shirt, wishing they hadn't got into this. He wanted to go inside and drink beer, read the paper, even wash the dishes.
His arms bloomed tiny goosebumps and his hairs raised. When he looked down he saw that his nipples were hard too. He felt exposed under Hakkai's soft gaze.
Hakkai shifted slightly and the door frame creaked. Right. Hakkai was waiting.
"Is it hard?" Hakkai asked, sounding curious.
"No! No. It's easy."
And it was, even though he could count the times he'd done it on one hand. He just had to wish it and it was there, body-warm metal filling his palm and the slight, pleasing chink of oiled chain. The shakujou was as tall as him, taller, and looking up he moved it so the blade glinted in the sun.
He grinned, but it faded when he saw Hakkai's face. Was that shock? Shock or-- lust. Hakkai had pushed himself away from the wall, his fingers were clenched, and Gojyo took a step back without even thinking about it. His fingers tightened and he has to loosen them with an effort.
"Did you choose that," Hakkai said, "or-- or-- "
"Kind of," Gojyo said, thinking of his mother.
"Show me," said Hakkai, again.
The chain arched, glittering in the sunlight, as the blade soared and dipped like a swallow, for endless minutes, until Gojyo swayed, dizzy with it. Chains rattled in his ears along with his blood and in the middle of it all was Hakkai's upturned face, his eyes huge and wide. He was smiling, a beautiful, wide smile.
"It's very good," Gojyo heard him say, and then the blade tips thudded into the door post next to Hakkai's hand. He reached out to touch, but Gojyo blinked, stomach flipping, and it was gone.
"Sorry," Gojyo said.
His knees shook and he sat straight down with a thump, legs folding under him. He shut his eyes and heard Hakkai's footsteps, then a hand on his shoulder, trembling just like he was.
"Don't be," Hakkai said.
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Date: 2006-07-14 10:20 pm (UTC)Personally, I would love more stories about Gojyo's weapon... Sorry, I try, but the innuendo just gets me every time. But seriously, I would.