Saiyuki snippet: Green, Gojyo/Hakkai
Jul. 13th, 2006 06:44 pmFor
crystal_lilly: Gojyo/Hakkai, the color green, 15 mins (although I spent 20 in the end).
Green
It was Wednesday night, and the Mr Chen's hardware shop and catering supplies centre was busy. People crowded in, taking advantage of the cool evening to buy pounds of dried squid, bags of nails, vast iron cauldrons, plastic fly swats, rolls of fencing wire and other things that Gojyo couldn't even put a name to. The whole place smelled of glue and floor polish and dried fish.
Gojyo wanted to be somewhere else. Anywhere else, even back in India. With beer. There were just too many things in this shop and Hakkai seemed to want to examine all of them. They'd killed enough youkai and travelled enough miles, had even made quite a bit of money on the way back, mainly from guest appearances at banquets and children's parties. If Hakkai now wanted to spend the remaining years of his life making tea and coffee for strangers, as well as tea and coffee for him and Sanzo and Goku, Gojyo wasn't about to stop him. Hakkai wanted his coffee shop. Gojyo was going to make damn well sure he got one.
He stalked behind him, hands stuffed in his pockets, keeping an eye on Hakkai's back in the throng. It was an old habit, and they died hard.
"So, can we hire a waitress?" Gojyo asked, catching up with him in the crockery aisles.
Hakkai kept on staring at the teacups, but Gojyo saw his smile. "I'm afraid we can't afford other staff. But I do think you'd look good in a uniform."
"Me? No way," Gojyo said. But there wasn't much fire to his protest. "I get to pick it," he said.
"Well, maybe," Hakkai said.
He held up a blue cup and a green one, looking worried. "I can't decide. Which colour?"
They looked pretty much the same to him, except that the green one matched Hakkai's eyes perfectly.
"Green," he said.
***
AN: Hakkai really does say, in Saiyuubito, 'running a quiet coffee shop is my dream'! Let's face it, it would never be quiet.
Green
It was Wednesday night, and the Mr Chen's hardware shop and catering supplies centre was busy. People crowded in, taking advantage of the cool evening to buy pounds of dried squid, bags of nails, vast iron cauldrons, plastic fly swats, rolls of fencing wire and other things that Gojyo couldn't even put a name to. The whole place smelled of glue and floor polish and dried fish.
Gojyo wanted to be somewhere else. Anywhere else, even back in India. With beer. There were just too many things in this shop and Hakkai seemed to want to examine all of them. They'd killed enough youkai and travelled enough miles, had even made quite a bit of money on the way back, mainly from guest appearances at banquets and children's parties. If Hakkai now wanted to spend the remaining years of his life making tea and coffee for strangers, as well as tea and coffee for him and Sanzo and Goku, Gojyo wasn't about to stop him. Hakkai wanted his coffee shop. Gojyo was going to make damn well sure he got one.
He stalked behind him, hands stuffed in his pockets, keeping an eye on Hakkai's back in the throng. It was an old habit, and they died hard.
"So, can we hire a waitress?" Gojyo asked, catching up with him in the crockery aisles.
Hakkai kept on staring at the teacups, but Gojyo saw his smile. "I'm afraid we can't afford other staff. But I do think you'd look good in a uniform."
"Me? No way," Gojyo said. But there wasn't much fire to his protest. "I get to pick it," he said.
"Well, maybe," Hakkai said.
He held up a blue cup and a green one, looking worried. "I can't decide. Which colour?"
They looked pretty much the same to him, except that the green one matched Hakkai's eyes perfectly.
"Green," he said.
***
AN: Hakkai really does say, in Saiyuubito, 'running a quiet coffee shop is my dream'! Let's face it, it would never be quiet.
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Date: 2006-07-15 06:32 pm (UTC)