All and Only One

Chapter One: Silence

Disclaimer: I don’t own Saiyuki. Luckily Kazuya Minekura owns sexy Sanzo, gorgeous Gojyo, gregarious Goku, and hot Hakkai. So…I would if I could but I can\'t so I won\'t.

A/N: Well, here we are. I hope you enjoy this. I tried to cram as many couples as I could in there without turning it into some kind of smut-driven story. I like my lemons with seeds in the middle.


Chapter One: Silence
“At least nobody’s staring,” Goku muttered.

The group was currently wandering through the latest metropolis they’d reached. Trying to find a decent inn with fair prices was proving to be more difficult than they had first thought. Sanzo, whose eyes always seemed to hold suspicion, realized that his index finger kept inching toward the trigger on his gun. Looking surreptitiously at the others, he noted, they also were exhibiting signs of nervousness. Gojyo had actually passed by a brothel without a backwards glance. The priest would’ve worried, but it wasn’t his style to do so.

“This is a bigger city than any we’ve visited previously. Perhaps the people here are less apt to be startled,” Hakkai replied with faultless logic.

Gojyo kept his same easy stride, long legs eating up the ground like they were starving. “Three men and a midget monkey walking around? Yeah, that’s ordinary,” he drawled.

“Shut up, cockroach! I’m not the one undressin’ every woman on the street with my eyes!”

“Both of you be quiet or I’ll silence you myself.” The click of the hammer on Sanzo’s gun shut them both up.

“Oh dear,” Hakkai murmured. “I do agree with Sanzo, however. Attracting attention is not high on our To-Do List.”

The unmistakable sign of an inn made Sanzo stop cursing all of them. “Here,” he said shortly.

“Finally! I can eat!” Goku cried gleefully.

“Hey! Make sure you don’t eat all of it and leave us with nothing like last time!” Gojyo said.

Sanzo didn’t even bother with threats. He growled under his breath, though. It really was no use. In another five seconds, they’d be at it again. All of them were restless and constantly on edge. There had been surprisingly little attacks made by Kougaiji recently. No leads concerning their main target, “Kami-sama,” had come up either. Even though he enjoyed the fighting itself, he didn’t want to die at the hands of “God” or Kougaiji’s assassins. True, he still wanted to die fighting, but he’d rather die after he won than before he lost.

He stepped into the inn and glanced swiftly around. The usual shady suspects were lurking in the corners like bad children. Undoubtedly, the sight of a priest had made them remember their sins. Over the course of his life, Sanzo had learned that when the so-called bad people saw a priest, they immediately thought they were in trouble all over again. This wasn’t true. At least, not in Sanzo’s case.

“Oi! What the-“

Gojyo’s surprised voice reached his ears. To his left, he caught sight of the kappa against a wall. Some blonde girl had apparently thrown herself onto Gojyo, wrapping her arms around his neck and hanging there like a leech. Usually, Sanzo wouldn’t have taken a second glance at this. But there were several things that made him raise an eyebrow: the kappa’s eyes were wide in surprise, and the girl’s crooked knee was decidedly close to his groin.
She tore away from his mouth to whisper something in his ear. In turn, Gojyo abruptly grabbed her rear end and threw the girl over his shoulder.

“Hey!” she tittered. “Put me down!”

The lingering glance he favored Hakkai, Goku, and Sanzo with was enough for them to know to follow the kappa to their room. On the way, Goku snagged a bundle of food from the cute barkeep. Hakkai and Sanzo noticed this, but didn’t comment like Gojyo would have.

Hakkai’s expression was one of wry amusement and slight worry. How he managed to combine them into the same face was a mystery. Goku was gazing mournfully back at the kitchen, even though he had a bundle of food in his hand already. Sanzo looked his usual pissed self.

Once inside the room, Hakkai, the last one inside, locked the door. The man turned around at the sound of a thud and a shrill exclamation.
Gojyo, in a mood of sudden fury, had pitched the girl onto one of the beds. As the bed was close to the window, the side of the girl’s head had hit the corner of the windowsill. She was out in an instant. However, Gojyo didn’t figure that out.

“Bitch! What the hell were you doing!?” he started.

The calm man stopped him with a hand on the shoulder. The kappa stopped yelling and watched as Hakkai gently propped the girl up. Checking the wound on her face, his brows furrowed slightly. “I can’t tell exactly where she’s been hit, but it seems that she won’t be waking up for awhile,” he observed.

“Shit! Just what I need. A bitch with amnesia!” Gojyo fumed, pacing back and forth.

The monkey watched him, munching on a bread roll. He had already made himself quite comfortable, laying down on the bed and propping his chin in his hands. Between bites, he asked, “What’d she do that made you so mad?”

Turning in his fury, Gojyo answered, “Threatened to cut off my dick if I didn’t take her to our room!”

“You risked all our lives for your manhood?” Sanzo asked in stinging rhetoric.

The redhead whirled over to look at the priest. “It’s not like they’re not in danger all the time already! You wouldn’t understand, holy one, you’re supposed to be celibate.”

From the bed came Hakkai’s sly comment; “Note the use of the words ‘supposed to be.’”

“Just what do you mean by that?” Sanzo shot back.

The man didn’t look up from wrapping a bandage around the girl’s head. “Oh, nothing,
nothing. Just that no wall is thick enough to keep out your voice, Sanzo.” His tone held slight mocking.

Gojyo and Goku exchanged sudden, frightened glances. If Hakkai was getting snippy with Sanzo, then it definitely meant some trouble. Silence came like a weighted blanket over the room; heavy and oppressive silence.

To everyone’s surprise –though only the kappa and the monkey showed it- Sanzo only took his place on the bed and began to clean his gun. There was rustle, and out of an unseen pocket in his robes came a pair of handcuffs. He threw them over to Gojyo, who caught them with ease.

“Hey, priesty, didn’t know you were into that kinda thing,” he snorted.

“Don’t make me shoot you,” was Sanzo’s only reply.

Tossing the cuffs to Hakkai, Gojyo watched the calm man handcuff the girl’s wrists to the headboard of the bed. He grinned wolfishly at him when he looked up. The elder man only shook his head, then looked around at the two beds in the single room.

“I guess we’ll all be sleeping in here, then,” he said.

Since Goku had already fallen asleep, it was decided that he and Sanzo were to bunk together. The priest didn’t disagree, only shoved the boy as far as he could towards the wall. He did not want to wake up with monkey-breath in his face.

Stripping the bed the girl was on of sheets, Gojyo whispered to Hakkai, “What did you mean about Gojyo being not-so celibate?”

The older man plumped the pillow, then put it down on the floor with a pensive look on his face. “I shouldn’t divulge Sanzo’s secrets no more than you should divulge yours,” he said carefully.

With a little more force than Hakkai thought was necessary, Gojyo pulled the sheets out from under the girl. She showed no signs of movement. “Sometimes I think your loyalty is a bad thing,” the redhead muttered. He placed the sheet on the ground. “Don’t you ever wonder if ol’ high and mighty ever has naughty thoughts about us?”

:I don’t have to wonder, Hakkai thought, I already know he does.: But the man didn’t voice these words. Instead, he murmured, “I’m tired, Gojyo. And the sooner we wake up, the sooner we can ask this girl the questions we need answered.”

Laying down, the elder man curled towards the door. Gojyo lay down on his back. Watching his friends shoulders rise and fall, he wondered about him. It seemed to him that Hakkai knew more about Sanzo’s sex-life than he was telling. And if that was true, then Gojyo wanted to know more about it himself. Ever since joining up with the party, he’d thought that Hakkai had a thing for the priest, but that he had dismissed his feelings because of Sanzo’s stoicism. Feelings like that were complicated enough, the kappa knew. Thinking about the monkey made him slightly hard.

He sat up and looked around. Steady breaths from all three told him they were all sound asleep. It might be a problem waking up the monkey without waking up the others.

Then Gojyo spotted the sesame seed muffin on the table. He grabbed it. Aiming carefully, he threw it gently at the young man. Landing harder than he could tell, the muffin hit Goku in the nose with a muffled thump. The monkey sat up with the food in his hand, then looked over at Gojyo.

Red eyes glinted as hot lips parted in a silent beckoning. Gojyo pointed with his thumb at the door, a predictable expression on his face.

Still not completely awake, the monkey scrambled over Sanzo. The priest flopped over to his stomach and glared at the younger man. “Where are you going?” he asked, brushing the hair out of his eyes.

“Piss,” Goku whispered back.

“Ugh.” Sanzo flipped back over, disgusted. Did the monkey always have to wake him up? His thoughts were never completed, as he fell back asleep quickly.

Outside the room, Gojyo pressed Goku against the wall roughly. The monkey’s eyes fluttered close, but were opened again in surprise when the older man whispered in his ear, “It’s a nice night out.”

“Are you saying we should-“

“What do you think?”

“I think-“

“Don’t answer, idiot, just come on.”

Goku couldn’t say anything anyway, as a very persistent man was dragging him through the halls. It probably wasn’t a good idea to refuse. Gojyo would never beat him up just because he wouldn’t have sex with him, but he would beat him up for something far more trivial afterwards. Either way, it wouldn’t be good for him. He may have been more immature than the others, but he was by no means inexperienced, though he may not have had as much experience as Gojyo had accumulated over his lecherous years.

Truly, it was a nice night to be out. The stars shone brightly over the dark city. Not a light in the place seemed to be on. Looking around, the two discovered that there weren’t that many people outside either. Just to be safe, Gojyo dragged the younger man into the farthest corner of a dead-end alley.

Stripped quickly of his shirt, Goku had time as Gojyo stripped himself to wonder what had made his partner so excited. It could’ve been anything: the weather, the girl, the food, and the creak of a door opening down the hall. He had learned that the kappa was turned easily on by anything and everything. Often, Goku had asked himself whether he wore the baggy pants because of that, or because he liked the style.

“Uhn.” He moaned when Gojyo’s tongue fluttered over his neck and chest. Even in the dark, the monkey started blushing. As he wound his hands into his lover’s blood-red hair, he forgot about being embarrassed or discovered.

Gojyo didn’t waste any time. Pressing himself hard to the young man’s lower body, he kissed and suckled along his strained neck. Goku was craning himself to give the kappa all the access he needed. His whole body felt tense now, hot and hard like his cock. Gojyo’s tongue licked along his jaw, making a hot line up to his ear and then down and over to his moist and gaping lips.

“G-Gojyo-down-“ He felt like he was going to suffocate under the older man’s impossibly hot kisses. His lips were on fire, burning him up like the strongest of desires. Oh, all the gods couldn’t stop his hands from wandering down Gojyo’s back to his toned ass. His hands then made their way to the man’s front. Brushing his hands over the hair there, he squeezed mercilessly.

“Uhn! What the fuck?” Gojyo asked, looking down with smoldering eyes at Goku.

“Do I always have to be on the bottom?” he asked.

“You’re against a wall, dumbass.”

“You know what I mean, cockroach!”

“Fine! You wanna be in control?” The kappa took a step away from the wall, holding up two hands as if in surrender, though his nether regions were a testament to how horny he really was. Despite his angered attitude, he still wanted release. “Go for it, lil monkey. Fuck me senseless, if you think you can.” Red eyes narrowed. “Fuck me.”

Gojyo didn’t expect the monkey to be so ruthless in his oral attack. But the younger man jumped on Gojyo, toppling him onto their pile of clothing. None too gently, he brought his mouth down on the kappa’s risen cock, then back up. He kissed the tip gently then, nibbling his way down as his left hand fluttered over that hard abdomen. There was no time to wonder why Gojyo was being submissive. All his thoughts were consumed with desire, and perhaps a hint of lust.

Certainly there was no love lost between the two. They fought more than they agreed, and barely considered themselves friends sometimes. In these rare moments when Gojyo acquiesced and let Goku do what he wanted, there was still a hint of animosity in each of them. The former was just taunting the younger man, though he still wanted to see how good the little brat actually could be. So far, Gojyo had done all the work, and just gotten Goku off with his assorted talents. Now the monkey was the one pleasuring him. Strangely, he found himself liking it. But not as much as he liked being the one to dole out the pleasure. He knew it was a little sadistic –he had never denied being a sick bastard- but he liked seeing Goku on his knees, begging for Gojyo to fuck him a trembling voice.

Broad strokes of Goku’s tongue against the underside of his cock made the redhead clench his jaw and wind his fingers into the younger man’s hair. This was by no means a sensual gesture. It was just more comfortable when he had something to brace himself with.

At least…that was what Gojyo chose to believe. And Goku didn’t think otherwise, either. Together, they were ignorant. Neither of them cared.

When Goku first swallowed him up, Gojyo sighed and silenced himself at the same time. Alerting the residents of the city as to what was going on wasn’t a good idea. Not only was persecution high on the list of no-no’s, but being discovered alone at night at all was a bad idea. Who knew what ruffians were out this late? Then again, both of them were pretty rough and they were certainly out….

The younger boy swiped his tongue up and down Gojyo’s thick cock. He wasn’t intimidated by the size. He knew Gojyo was bigger than he was, but he didn’t mind that much. After all, the man was older than he, and maybe he just hadn’t reached his prime yet. It wasn’t like his life had an expiration date or anything.

Wrestling with the weight of it in his mouth, he felt the slick precum on the tip of the man’s cock. The slightly salty taste didn’t even bother him anymore.

Suddenly, he pulled away and looked up at Gojyo. “Get on your knees,” he whispered.

“What!?” Gojyo whispered heatedly back.

Goku stood up. “You. On your knees. Now.”

It was scary seeing Goku so persistent. Standing there with his fists balled at his side, and his erect cock staring Gojyo in the face. Gojyo slid down, but kissed the tip of Goku’s member before settling on his knees. With his ass in the air, he felt a little humiliated. Then he thought about all the times he’d taken the monkey like this, and knew that Goku was only putting Gojyo in his place. He probably thought that the pervert needed a taste of his own medicine. He would be getting many tastes soon enough, though, but neither of them realized this.

While Gojyo was positioning himself, Goku was coming to realize that he had never done this before. Straight-up (pardon the pun) sex was easy (enough) but he had never done this before. So, he found Gojyo’s hot hole and drove in.

“Ah!” Gojyo’s cry was ragged. The monkey was slick enough with precum and his own wet kisses, but nothing could prepare him for that. He had thought the boy would at least warn him. No, nothing like that: he had just charged in as recklessly as he always did.

Warm skin against his back alerted Gojyo of the monkey leaning down to whisper in his ear. “Did it hurt?” he asked, voice soft.

He feigned nonchalance, though the way his voice scratched told the boy otherwise. “Not really.”

Prepared, the monkey quipped back, “I’ll just have to try harder, then.”

He pulled out, only to dive in again, silencing Gojyo’s impending retort. Pleasure seethed through him like slow lava: dangerous and uncontrollable. If Goku kept up at this pace, he would be putty in his hands. A red haze came over Gojyo’s eyes. Lost in the sensation of the monkey getting harder inside him while still thrusting, he didn’t even realize that he had started shoving his ass back at Goku, just to get more contact. He became unconsciously obsessed with getting more and more of the monkey’s skin to touch his, just so he could feel that gentle heat, that slow fire that always burned inside the monkey’s eyes.

How did he do that? How did he make everything he looked at feel hot when Gojyo looked afterwards? How did he gain Sanzo as a guardian and Hakkai as a caretaker? How did he gain Gojyo as a friend…a lover? Love. He didn’t want to think about it. He couldn’t think about it. Not while Goku was going faster and faster inside him, slick cock sliding in and out with manic speed.

Soon after the increase in pace, Gojyo felt the boy’s entire body stiffen. Sharp knees dug into Gojyo’s bent legs, nails scraping along his back, which would fortunately be covered afterwards by his loose shirt and open vest. Then he felt teeth in his shoulder. Goku was being quiet. He too knew the danger of them being discovered. Gojyo expected the monkey’s hot seed inside him any second, but got nothing except a warm hand wrapped around his cock. The monkey proceeded to swiftly rub him up and down, the precum and previous oral fluids making him slick and hot quicker than it would have if the liquid hadn’t been there. As a result, both of them quickly were at the same level.

The intensity in the air could’ve suffocated them. Goku silenced his orgasm with Gojyo’s soldier, and Gojyo silenced himself by turning and clamping down on Goku’s naked arm. Both of them shuddered with the shock of it, then collapsed on the pile of their clothes.

Gojyo let go of his partner’s arm slowly. “Sorry ‘bout that.”

“S’okay. Not like I didn’t do the same to you.” Gojyo glanced at the bright red mark on his skin. Shrugging, he got up and reached for Goku’s shirt. He wiped the cum, sweat, and saliva off of himself with it. “Hey!” Goku said, indignant.

Gojyo clapped his mouth over the monkey’s mouth. “You wanna get caught now?” he whispered furtively.

“Well we’re done, aren’t we? Does it matter?” the younger man replied.

“Just get dressed, you idiot.”

They managed to pull on their clothes without further incident, Goku leaving his shirt off. “What do I say about this?” he asked in low tones as they walked back towards the inn.

“You say you dropped it in a puddle of water,” Gojyo answered. Taking the shirt, he promptly let it fall into a puddle on the street. It was colored an ugly brown and yellow mix immediately.

Gojyo kept walking, though he heard the younger boy mutter, “Bastard thinks he’s better n’ me just ‘cause he’s taller.” With a smile, he ruffled the monkey’s hair when he caught up.

“Wha’s that for!?” Goku asked.

“Nothin’. Now be quiet or you’ll wake up the whole place.”

“Too late.”

Gojyo looked up at the sound of Sanzo’s voice, made deeper with annoyance. “Hey, priesty!” he said cheerfully. “Just found the midget monkey poking around the kitchen for food and brought him back.”

The holy man glanced down at Goku’s shirt. “I’m too tired to even ask,” he said, laying back down.

Goku looked at the occupied beds, then at Gojyo. “You gotta sleep on the floor?’

Gojyo was suddenly reminded of the bitch that’d threatened to dismember him. Anger flooded his system. Taking in a deep breath, he calmed himself. “Wanna trade?” he asked the monkey jokingly.

“Say no or die,” Sanzo said, muffled though he was by the pillow.

Goku smiled and crawled over the man gingerly, throwing his dirty shirt in an unoccupied corner of the room. Closing his eyes, he went to sleep after a few minutes, as did Gojyo.

Both were wondering the same thing as they dreamed: why…but…why what?

A/N: Read and review, s\'il te plait. ^_^