Screwed

Note: I have a doctor’s note excusing the slow update. XD

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“Hello, father.”

Sanzo pulled a cigarette out of the softpack with his lips. “Keep saying that, Hakkai, and I will demand a paternity test.”

“Should we split up and watch them?” They stood in front of yet another nondescript motel, in yet another nondescript town. Gojyo carried their duffel bags inside. Goku was already stuffing his face in a predictably adjoining restaurant.

“Probably.” Sanzo rubbed his neck. Began to say something. Then stopped. Then turned away.

“If it means anything, I am glad.” A little boy ran between them. “Perhaps I should clarify.”

Sanzo took the cigarette out of his mouth, though he did not turn around. Goku was waving at him through the window: Mouth full and food everywhere. He did not wave back. He was not paying attention. To him. “No. Be more vague for a change.”

“I’m glad you two are lovers.”

Sanzo grinned. It was a sight so rare Goku choked at the sight of it. “Jealous?”

“Of him or you?”

Sanzo parted the blue glass beads hanging over the restaurant entry. “Fucking obtuse psycho....”

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He was excited about the spread. Even more than usual. He was smiling and clapping and saying his thank yous with a full mouth. And so happy when Sanzo came to sit next to him. So happy.

Somehow, something seemed...

Sanzo sat back and watched the kid. The kid... he really wasn’t a kid. He just wanted to be one. Tried so hard to be one. Too hard. Damnit. Sanzo exhaled a huge plume of smoke and shook his head.

“You’re not all that convincing.” Goku stopped, put down his drumstick and blinked. “No point denying. I can hear you.” He pointed to his temple. “I hear everything.” He held his hand up when Goku tried to say no. “Everything.” He ground the cigarette out. He lit another.

“Oh.” Goku’s face flushed. “Are you.. are you mad?” Sanzo glared. Goku put his fork down. "I... It's not my fault. I just can't stop..."

“Don’t waste your time trying to assign fault, you idiot, and start finding something else to do with your time.”

“But I’m lonely! You don’t keep me company anymore. What else am I supposed to do? Hang out with four eyes?”

“Get him to take you for a walk. Get those sticky buns you like so much.”

“But it’s not the same, anymore.” Goku’s whining was giving him a headache. A big headache. Damn brat had that technique down, but there was no way Sanzo was about to let him get his way. Not this time.

“Don’t start with that sentimental garbage. We both know it’s bullshit.”

“I miss you, Sanzo.”

He puffed and brooded. Brooded and puffed. But those big, sad eyes weren’t going anywhere

Neither was that voice in his head.

“Don’t do it, again!” He could barely manage to get the words out. “I have to go.” He would have run out of the damned place if he could’ve.

Damnit.


++

It was a cool night. The breeze was sweet. A nightingale sang. Two lovers walked hand in hand, pausing at a bridge to kiss under the moonlight. Then they ran away, screaming in terror at the sight of two half naked lunatics assaulting each other in the muddy water, below.

“Com’ere, bitch!” Gojyo yanked his hair, hard. Hard enough to force Sanzo to his knees. “Open up.” He slapped his cock against his face. “You know you wanna.” Slap, slap, slap, slap!

Then Sanzo pulled his legs out from under him. Gojyo crashed backward into the water. Punched blindly, kicked hard, and bit, even as what was left of his clothes were torn off his body.

Sanzo reared back. He touched the bloody wound on his shoulder. He glared down at the grinning bastard at his feet. "Shameless whore."

Gojyo arched his back and ground his ass against him. "Make me sorry then, princess. I've been such a bad, bad boy."

++

He knew it was the wrong thing to do. But he couldn't help it. No, even though Sanzo was extra mean and really meant it when he told him to stop, Goku couldn't stop. And he really tried, too. Told himself he'd really just go to bed after Gojyo brought him the pork roast and fried rice. For a few minutes he almost believed he would. It was easy to believe when he was eating. But eating only filled up one hunger, not the other.

Sexy stuff wasn't all that interesting to him. Not the kind of stuff he'd seen before. And he’d seen a few things. Followed that pervert when he used to go some lady’s place. They’d get naked and kiss and cuddle and whatever. That was boring. Like listening to Hakkai talk about bookstuff. Nothing to make Goku interested in grown up crap.

But when he saw those two--

Whoa. That was different.

But he didn’t mean to see anything. No way. He wasn't spying on them the first time. Hell, if he knew what they were about to do he would’ve left before they got started. Nah. The first time was all an accident...


It had happened on a quiet night in a little village, just a few days back. Gojyo'd gotten him a big ole pile of meat buns. Then he told Goku the usual: sleep in Hakkai’s room. Goku didn't say anything. He just stuffed all his questions down his gut. Questions like--

Why did Gojyo do this?

Where was Sanzo?

...and, the hardest one... Why didn't Sanzo want to take care of him, anymore?

He finished up, fast. Gojyo never stuck around to see if he wanted more, so Goku’d go out to fend for himself. It wasn't a big deal. Inn pantries were easy pickins. But something got into the kid one night. Call it another question. It went something like--

What's Sanzo doing, now?

And it wasn't hard to find out. He just stretched his feelings out like a net and followed the spot where they caught. It was in an alley.They were in an alley. At first he thought they were sparring. But something was off about it. They were grabbing at each other’s privates a little too much for a brawl. And they were... kissing. Sanzo, his Sanzo, was kissing that pervert. And it wasn’t boring. No. It was raw. Nasty.

And awesome.

He never knew about sucking or taking it up... up there. Or that a guy would even like it. More than like it. Sanzo like it so much he pulled his gun on Gojyo. Said he’d kill him if he came too soon. Goku body tingled all over. He dropped the roll in his hand. Dropped and fell to his knees

in shock

amazement

horror

He staggered away when they were done, so hard and so unsure. And he forgot that roll on the cobblestones, along with a little piece of his innocence.

Night after night he watched them. How stupid was the kappa for thinking a bag of eats would be a distraction? Goku began telling himself he deserved to be duped. And damn, if he couldn't wait to see what that pervert was gonna do the next night.

Damn if he couldn't wait, tonight, either. Even though he was found out. Fuck, Sanzo knew. How did he know? Goku was so careful. Super careful. He would hide in garbage cans and and hang from ceiling beams. He was great at hiding and creeping around. He had to be, otherwise he’d starve on those scraps those stingy guys threw at him. It was just like the time Sanzo freed him. Somehow Sanzo could hear Goku’s brain. Oh, man. He had to get a grip. Sanzo would know if he did it, again. Man... the look in his eyes when he told him to cut it out. Like Goku was the real pervert.

Maybe he was.

And for that one happy moment he wouldn't have cared because he was sitting on that bridge where that sweet couple had been. And he was doing alot more than just watching, as Sanzo and Gojyo went at it.

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"When are we gonna talk?"

"Talk all you want." Sanzo collapsed into the bed. "I'm going to sleep."

"No, c'mon." Gojyo lit and offered a joint. "Dude..."

"I'm not one of your whores. Quit treating me like one."

Gojyo left it on the beer can and sat on the matress next to him. "Aw, honey. Don't say that. You're practically one of the girls!"

"Shut up." He slapped his hand away before Gojyo could play with his hair. "On second thought don't talk. Stupid is loud."

"You do realize we’re talking."

"Do I have to strangle you?"

"Maybe. But something tells me you've got something to say. Something you wanted to say to me the other morning."

"If you're going to give me some declaration of love I swear I will puke all over you, kappa."

"And if you tell me you don't think about what we just did I'll call you a liar." Gojyo smiled when Sanzo sat up, frowning and looking sexy as fuck with that bedhead.

"Liar?"

"You heard me, blondie: liar."

“Not loud enough.” Sanzo slapped his face . Gojyo smacked back. Then lowered his head and devoured that lying mouth of his.

“Loud enough for you, princess?”

++

What did I tell you?"

"Huh?"

"You heard me!" Sanzo banged against the restroom door. Banged so hard he busted a slat. "What did I tell you not to do!?"

"Shit!" The rest of Goku's piss splattered all over his shoes. "Can't you wait til I'm done in here?"

The door popped open and Sanzo's fan found it's favorite spot: Goku's head.

"I'm sorry!" He really was. "I didn't mean to!" No, that wasn't true. "But it's not my fault!"

"Oh, really?"

"Owwww! I can’t stop, okay? I tried but it doesn’t work! I wanna watch. I know it’s perverted. Owwww! And I hate it, okay?"

“You’re still full of shit! I can hear what you’re thinking, idiot!”

They should have thanked Hakkai for stepping in. For pulling them out of there. For pulling Goku's shorts back on, to boot. But one didn't have the sense to say it and the other didn't have the disposition.

"My, my." He sat them both on his mattress and surveyed them over a chipped saucer. "Jeep, what do you make of this?" He nodded at the friendly chirp. "I agree. They are both pretty pathetic."

"One chirp means all that..." Sanzo snorted.

"Ah. Maybe I am reading a bit too much in a chirp."

Goku crossed his arms and looked away. So did Sanzo.

"But I don't see any evidence to the contrary. And though you know many things, you don't know if Dragon is a very complex and subtle language."

"What the fuck is going on in here?" Gojyo stopped when he saw the broken door on the floor. Stopped when he saw Sanzo and Goku sitting together, refusing to look at each other. "Oh, just your typical family morning."

Gojyo rolled his eyes. "Dad beating up on little brother?"

Hakkai shrugged. "What should I do?"

Gojyo walked around the door, eyed one very pissy princess and licked his lips. Slowly. “Sounds like pops needs a good spanking!"

"One shot, right between the eyes." Sanzo lit a cigarette. "The bullet's worth more than the trouble."

Gojyo made a face. Then he nudged Goku's shoulder. "Lighten up, kid. It's not so bad."

++

It really wasn't.

The sun was shining. The birds were singing while the desert took a vacation and the savannah covered its shift. Grass, tall as a child swayed like an ocean. Jeep plowed throw it, happily. It was so much cooler than all that sand and rock.

Gojyo nudged Goku, this time in the back seat. "Come on, kid. You haven't called me a pervert all day."

Goku finally gave in and smiled. Just a little. "Whatever, you pervert."

"Aw. That's my monkey!" Gojyo caught Sanzo watching through the passenger side mirror. He almost pretended not to notice. But fuck it. He winked, instead.