Operation Seduction

A couple of months had passed since Goku's attempt to seduce Hakkai and even longer since he'd failed to persuade Gojyo to take him to bed and Goku was at breaking point. Over and over he'd tried to come up with a way to seduce Sanzo and so far all attempts had been met with a blank expression, ignored or thwarted by sheer bad luck. Goku didn't know how much more he could take of this. What had started out as curiosity was now an obsessive craving - he needed someone to relieve his tension and that someone was Sanzo. Failed attempts or not, Goku refused to give up. By hook or by crook, one way or another he would get Sanzo into bed.



His first attempt barely made an impact on the monk. It turned out that offering to share a half-eaten meat bun with Sanzo wasn't the way to his heart; instead it was the way to receive a swift blow to the head with a large, paper fan. As was offering to give Sanzo a backrub after a particularly physical fight, offering to carry Sanzo's sutra in case of further demon attacks, asking Sanzo if his jeans had always been that tight or if he was putting on weight - Goku always thought Sanzo looked too skinny to be healthy - and taking Sanzo's bottle of beer to him. True, that wouldn't have gone down so badly had Goku not tripped over a loose floorboard and spilled the beer all over Sanzo's freshly cleaned robes, but for some reason Sanzo didn't see it that way. Everything Goku tried failed. It was time to step up his game. If Sanzo didn't get what Goku was after by means of subtle hints, then Goku would just have to be a little bit more…straightforward.



Goku had to bide his time. If he made his move too soon, it would all go horribly wrong; if he waited too long, he might miss his chance altogether. The timing had to be perfect. He watched Sanzo pour another drink down his throat then light a cigarette. Goku watched the smoke curl upwards from the end of the cigarette. He wasn't keen on the smell of the smoke and he imagined that Sanzo's mouth wouldn't taste too great after a night of drinking and smoking, but Goku was willing to put up with that for the sake of the greater good. The greater good being the success of Goku's plan.



"What are you staring at?" Sanzo asked with a dangerous growl. Oops. Goku didn't mean to stare. He shrugged his shoulders and turned away, focusing his attention on a piece of fluff, floating through the air.



"What are you up to?"



"Nothing, Sanzo. Just thinking." Goku shrugged again. This wouldn't do. Sanzo was suspicious about Goku's behaviour. Something had to be done. Goku eyed the bottle in front of Sanzo. Barely a quarter of the alcohol left. It was time to bite the bullet – though hopefully not literally.



"What do you have to think about?" Sanzo snorted and poured another drink.



"Oh, you know. Stuff." Goku muttered. If Sanzo showed an interest in what Goku was thinking about, that could only be a good thing.



"What stuff?" Sanzo asked and exhaled a lungful of smoke.



"Well, this journey, life and uh..." Sanzo looked directly at Goku, waiting for him to finish what he was saying.



"And what?" tiring of waiting, Sanzo snapped at Goku. The other two had been relatively easy to fool into thinking Goku's manoeuvres had been thoroughly innocent, but Sanzo knew him far better than anyone else and was much harder to trick. So, Goku called upon all of his acting talents and mustered what he hoped was a shy, bashful expression.



"I've uh..." 'Pause for effect then say everything in one breath,’ Goku thought. "I've been thinking about love and sex and things like that." 'And now look all embarrassed,' Goku's thought process concluded. Goku covered his face with his hands, feigning shame. "I'm sorry, Sanzo. I can't help being curious."



Sanzo said nothing. Goku peeped out from between his fingers at Sanzo. Sanzo stared back at him, a look of abject horror on his face, his cigarette dangling perilously from his lips and the hand holding his drink halfway to his mouth. Goku took his hands away from his face and peered at Sanzo.



"Sanzo? Hey Sanzo, are you okay?" at Goku's question, a visible shudder passed through Sanzo's body and the cigarette dropped from his lips onto the table.



"What..." Sanzo croaked then cleared his throat. "What did you say?"



"I uh, I said that I've been thinking about sex." Goku whispered, suddenly fearful. This wasn't how the plan had gone in his imagination. In his head, Goku would tell Sanzo about his curiosity, ask for some help with it and then of course Sanzo would offer to satisfy that curiosity and all would be well. It wasn't supposed to be like this - Sanzo gaping at him as if he'd grown an extra head and had just suggested Sanzo might consider changing his career from that of grumpy monk to erotic dancer.



"What? Why do you want to know about...about...about..." Sanzo faltered.



"About sex?" Goku offered. Sanzo's face turned bright red and the hand holding his drink completed its journey to Sanzo's mouth where he gulped down the contents. Clearly, it wasn't enough and Sanzo grabbed the bottle, brought it to his lips and upended it, swiftly knocking back what remained of the booze. Goku watched, a feeling of unease stirring in his stomach.



"Sanzo?" the monk finished his drink and gently placed the empty bottle on the table. He stood up, carefully removed the sutra, his gun and his fan, placed them on the table and then shrugged off his robes. When he had folded the robes and set them on the chair previously occupied by his backside, he sighed and addressed Goku.



"Alright then. Let's get this over with." Sanzo moved towards the bed and sat down.



Goku cocked his head. What was this new turn of events? Was Sanzo going to lecture him or could he actually be contemplating...? Goku warily followed Sanzo and sat on the bed beside him.



"I knew it would come to this eventually, I just hoped that it wouldn't have to be me to do it. Maybe Gojyo or Hakkai would be better off doing this with you?"



"Uh, I kinda already asked and they both said no." Goku said.



"Ah, well then I suppose it's down to me after all. Here goes." Sanzo took a deep breath and tilted his body towards Goku then stopped and licked his lips nervously. "I don't really have much experience with this."



Goku's heart fluttered. Sanzo moved closer. Goku closed his eyes in readiness. Nothing happened. He opened his eyes to see Sanzo reaching past him and rifling in the bedside drawer. Now, Goku had seen what Gojyo kept in his bedside drawer so had a pretty good idea of what Sanzo was looking for. To say Goku was a little surprised when Sanzo took some paper and a well-chewed pencil out of the drawer was something of an understatement. Goku was further astonished when Sanzo drew two stick figures onto the paper.



"I know I'm no artist but bear with me." Sanzo used the pencil to indicate towards the badly drawn figures. "This is a boy and this is a girl - see? She has a skirt on." The skirt was nothing more than an upside down triangle with two short vertical lines coming out of the bottom.



Goku's jaw dropped. Sanzo couldn't be serious. Pictures? Goku didn't want pictures, he wanted action. Month after month of frustration took its toll and Goku felt like something inside him just snapped. He grabbed the paper and pencil from Sanzo, flung them across the room and dived on Sanzo, knocking him flat on the bed. He moved to straddle Sanzo's waist, effectively trapping him.



"What are you doing, you crazy kid?" Sanzo barked, his eyes wide in surprise. He was too shocked to struggle when Goku grabbed his arms and pinned them over his head.



"I've had enough! First, Gojyo tells me I can't play with the big boys, then Hakkai weasels out of it by telling me to ask you and when I do finally work up the courage to ask you about sex, you draw me pictures!" Goku took a deep breath. "All I want is for someone to show me what it's all about. I'm not asking for love or even a relationship, I just want someone to show me." Goku panted hard, out of breath from shouting. "I want to know what it is that makes Gojyo cry out in the middle of the night, or what causes Hakkai to sound like he's in pain - except I know he isn't in pain. I know you're all in on the secret and I feel left out. I don't want to be left out anymore."



Sanzo looked up at the breathless boy - no, not boy, young man - above him. His cheeks were red and his bottom lip quivered. Sanzo couldn't tell if it was because Goku was upset or because he was angry. Sanzo himself was confused - he hadn't considered that Goku was aware of what occasionally happened between the other two "adults" of the group. It was easy to forget that Goku was growing up and was no longer the naive child he'd been when Sanzo first took him in.



"I'm sorry." Sanzo shook his head in apology, still shaken by the realisation that Goku wasn't a child anymore. "I don’t know..." Sanzo's words were abruptly cut off by Goku leaning down and clumsily kissed him.



As quickly as he'd started the kiss, Goku pulled away from the kiss. He closed his eyes and rolled to the side, untangling his legs from Sanzo's waist. Both males stared up at the ceiling, unsure of what to say or do next. Goku was still breathing heavily and Sanzo craved a cigarette. Eventually, his craving won and he heaved himself off the bed, walked over to the table, grabbed and lit a cigarette. He inhaled deeply then exhaled slowly.



"Alright." Sanzo broke the silence.



"What?" Goku sat up and glared at the monk.



"Alright - I'll show you what they get up to." Sanzo saw the look of joy on Goku's face.



"Great! When do we start?" Goku asked eagerly.



"Soon. Not right now, but soon. I promise. Just wait."



Goku groaned and fell backwards on the bed. Yet another wasted plan. At this rate he'd never get laid. He sighed. At least there was the promise of something to come.



"So, I just have to wait?" Sanzo nodded. "And this isn't just a stalling tactic to put me off my curiosity?" Sanzo snorted which Goku took as a maybe, however he would follow Sanzo's instructions and hopefully soon, he'd discover for himself what went on behind closed doors. Satisfied with that, Goku jumped off the bed and wandered off in search of some food.



Sanzo waited until he was sure Goku was far enough away that he wouldn’t notice what happened next. He slipped out of the room they shared and along the corridor to Gojyo and Hakkai’s room then knocked on the door. Hakkai answered.



“Sanzo! Um, this isn’t a good time - we’re kind of in the middle of something here. Can it wait?” Sanzo noticed the sweat on Hakkai’s brow, and the fact he wasn’t wearing a shirt and judged it to be perfect timing.



“No, it can’t wait.” Sanzo pushed Hakkai aside and stepped into the room. He looked at Gojyo sprawled on the bed, also half naked and looking flustered. “I need you both to teach me about sex.”



Tbc...