Wednesday

[louiselux]

Fuck a duck. I am so tired. Went to bed last night in fairly good time but it's the sleeping bit that's hard, as usual. I'm using a bag of M&S's mint assortment as sort of sanity prop. The butter mints are particularly good.

In other news, I said to emungere that I would write a story today about Hakkai laughing creepily in his sleep, but it's not looking good. I'm half crazed on lack of sleep and a sudden intake of boiled sweets. But I want that story. Won't someone else write it for me? *attempts to look appealing*

Also, thanks to everyone who contributed to the post of distracting and random stuff last week - it hugely brightened my day.

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[kinsugi.livejournal.com]

Haven't written any drabbles in a long time, but perhaps this will entertain briefly.
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Sanzo peered through his lashes, unsure of the strange sound that had awakened him. He carefully grasped the stock of his revolver and surveyed the small room, brightly lit by moonlight.

Goku slept soundly, entangled in blankets by his side. Gojyo lounged against the wall, unlit cigarette forgotten as he stared at the single bed across the room.

The small dragon crouched on its headboard peered down at the sleeping occupant. Hakkai's eyelids fluttered. His hands flexed toward each other, as if trying to grasp balls of ki, while another eerie, disturbing laugh forced its way from the back of his throat through a rictus of a smile.

"Battle?" whispered Gojyo.

"Who cares? Get over there and quiet him down before Goku wakes up; we're trying to sleep," snarled the irritated monk, returning his weapon to wherever he kept it hidden and rolling over in a huff.

Gojyo grinned, dropping the cigarette. "Why not," he replied, shedding his shirt as he moved lazily toward the bed. "But I don't guarantee that you'll get any more sleep tonight."

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

Heee! Gojyo is very brave and selfless, I am sure.

Thank you, it's great. *g*