Gozu & Mezu, Set #1, Theme #2 Dream
Title: Gozu, the Dream and a Compromising Position
Theme: Set #1, Theme #2 Dream
Genre: Humor/General
Pairings: Mezu--> Suijin
Word Count: 912
Rating: PG-13
Summary: The are many reasons why stone-guardians shouldn't get drunk. This is one of them.
Notes: A continuation of the plot started with my previous stories for this claim.
It was warm. Very warm, in fact, considering how damp their cave tended to get at night. But Gozu was enjoying his dream far too much to really care much about the odd change in temperature.
Dream!Gozu had just won over Suijin's hand from all her suitors, Mezu was his lowly servant and he was currently being promoted to the highest position in the heavens. This of course, was all due to his dashing looks and winning personality.
Rolling in his sleep, he murmured and clung to the warmth beside him. Oh yes, he would definitely have to tell Mezu about this dream. Maybe even suggest to his stone-friend that he had the ability to see the future with his dreams. Gozu laughed to himself. Mezu would be so positively pissed if he could see this certain vision...
In the dream, Gozu was now being wed to Suijin in an elaborate ceremony held in the heaven's great hall. True, he did find it strange that Suijin was wearing what appeared to be a modern-western white wedding gown complete with a very thick veil. But then again, Gozu shrugged, it wasn't like anyone writing about ancient Japan seemed to get the facts right anyways.
The dream!wedding went off without a problem and so the two newlyweds were about to go and consummate their marriage. Still, Suijin's veil hung over her face and Gozu was getting slightly worried. Wasn't there something in an old book from another culture that talked about how a man got tricked into marrying the wrong woman?
Silently, the veiled woman motioned him to join her on the futon. Drawn in hypnotically by her glistening sapphire eyes, Gozu obliged and crawled across the futon to her side. He leaned forward, about to remove the veil when he felt her lips pressing against his.
But instead of joy, Gozu panicked on realizing two things. One- that wasn't Suijin and two- the person he was embracing wasn't even female. Eyes snapping open, Gozu stifled a girly scream. Wanting desperately to get up and go take a cold shower under a nearby waterfall, the stone-guardian finally noticed he wasn't alone.
Lying beside him, spooning up behind his back and holding him in a way Gozu has forbidden anyone to mention- was none other than Mezu. This both unsettled and surprised Gozu. Was that what the dream was about? Was it trying to tell Gozu that he really had deeply hidden feelings for his best-friend?
"Uh... Mezu?" He nudged the other stone-man.
Stirring from his sleep, the other man blinked, "Gozu! What are you doing in my bed?" Mezu gasped dramatically, "I can't believe it! You've been longing for my rock-hard body all this time and you've never told me!"
"You're the one in my bed, you pervert!" Gozu shot back.
Mezu snorted, "Oh shut up, you! I know your ways. You probably took advantage of my drunken state to lure me into your web of lies, sex and drugs. I can not believe this! Losing my so prized virginity to you!"
Gozu blinked, "We didn't do anything!"
"Oh sure. You cannot fool me with that innocent, confused act of yours you...you-- man-hussy! Look, I know I'm a sex-god in the eyes of many, but Gozu- my dear friend, this is ruining a good friendship! How can you bear to have that on your conscience? Ruining such a deep and unfathomable friendship with such sordid things as sex and love!"
"Will you shut up and listen to me, you ass!"
Mezu shrunk back, clutching the sheets to him, "Oh you bad bad man you. You know I turn into a softy when you talk dirty to me."
"Mezu, turn off your ego and dramatics for two seconds and let this process. You were the one who crawled into my bed. You were the one who was groping me in your sleep. And you are the one acting like there's something between us!"
"You mean... there's not?" Mezu half-sobbed.
"Oh gods, I forgot what a drama queen you can be when you've been drinking. Never mind, I'm going to go sleep in your bed. You can sit in here and sleep off your insanity."
Gozu got up, strangely feeling a lot better than before. Picking up his nightlight of fireflies, he could clearly sort out all his thoughts.
His dream? That was simple. To begin with, he himself had had a little much to drink. After that, it all came down to wanting to one-up Mezu after he teased him for being scared of the dark. And as for the end of the dream, that was probably being influenced by Mezu deliriously murmuring sweet nothings in his ear. But there was still the matter of what he did feel for his friend...
Laying down in Mezu's bed (after pushing the Suijin stone-blowup doll out of it) Gozu thought that over.
"Oi! Gozu, you bastard! How dare you leave me for another! I'm gonna go slit my wrists and die!" Mezu's voice rang out across the cave.
"You can't slit your wrists, you're made of stone," Gozu shot back.
"Oh... yah. Damnit."
Gozu sighed. Yes, his feelings for his friend were becoming clearer by the moment.
"Gozu, come back! It's cold."
"Mezu, go to sleep!" He snapped back.
"I love you too, Gozu!" Mezu's voice trailed off.
Yes, Gozu knew exactly how he felt about Mezu; he thought the guy was a complete and total idiot.
Theme: Set #1, Theme #2 Dream
Genre: Humor/General
Pairings: Mezu--> Suijin
Word Count: 912
Rating: PG-13
Summary: The are many reasons why stone-guardians shouldn't get drunk. This is one of them.
Notes: A continuation of the plot started with my previous stories for this claim.
It was warm. Very warm, in fact, considering how damp their cave tended to get at night. But Gozu was enjoying his dream far too much to really care much about the odd change in temperature.
Dream!Gozu had just won over Suijin's hand from all her suitors, Mezu was his lowly servant and he was currently being promoted to the highest position in the heavens. This of course, was all due to his dashing looks and winning personality.
Rolling in his sleep, he murmured and clung to the warmth beside him. Oh yes, he would definitely have to tell Mezu about this dream. Maybe even suggest to his stone-friend that he had the ability to see the future with his dreams. Gozu laughed to himself. Mezu would be so positively pissed if he could see this certain vision...
In the dream, Gozu was now being wed to Suijin in an elaborate ceremony held in the heaven's great hall. True, he did find it strange that Suijin was wearing what appeared to be a modern-western white wedding gown complete with a very thick veil. But then again, Gozu shrugged, it wasn't like anyone writing about ancient Japan seemed to get the facts right anyways.
The dream!wedding went off without a problem and so the two newlyweds were about to go and consummate their marriage. Still, Suijin's veil hung over her face and Gozu was getting slightly worried. Wasn't there something in an old book from another culture that talked about how a man got tricked into marrying the wrong woman?
Silently, the veiled woman motioned him to join her on the futon. Drawn in hypnotically by her glistening sapphire eyes, Gozu obliged and crawled across the futon to her side. He leaned forward, about to remove the veil when he felt her lips pressing against his.
But instead of joy, Gozu panicked on realizing two things. One- that wasn't Suijin and two- the person he was embracing wasn't even female. Eyes snapping open, Gozu stifled a girly scream. Wanting desperately to get up and go take a cold shower under a nearby waterfall, the stone-guardian finally noticed he wasn't alone.
Lying beside him, spooning up behind his back and holding him in a way Gozu has forbidden anyone to mention- was none other than Mezu. This both unsettled and surprised Gozu. Was that what the dream was about? Was it trying to tell Gozu that he really had deeply hidden feelings for his best-friend?
"Uh... Mezu?" He nudged the other stone-man.
Stirring from his sleep, the other man blinked, "Gozu! What are you doing in my bed?" Mezu gasped dramatically, "I can't believe it! You've been longing for my rock-hard body all this time and you've never told me!"
"You're the one in my bed, you pervert!" Gozu shot back.
Mezu snorted, "Oh shut up, you! I know your ways. You probably took advantage of my drunken state to lure me into your web of lies, sex and drugs. I can not believe this! Losing my so prized virginity to you!"
Gozu blinked, "We didn't do anything!"
"Oh sure. You cannot fool me with that innocent, confused act of yours you...you-- man-hussy! Look, I know I'm a sex-god in the eyes of many, but Gozu- my dear friend, this is ruining a good friendship! How can you bear to have that on your conscience? Ruining such a deep and unfathomable friendship with such sordid things as sex and love!"
"Will you shut up and listen to me, you ass!"
Mezu shrunk back, clutching the sheets to him, "Oh you bad bad man you. You know I turn into a softy when you talk dirty to me."
"Mezu, turn off your ego and dramatics for two seconds and let this process. You were the one who crawled into my bed. You were the one who was groping me in your sleep. And you are the one acting like there's something between us!"
"You mean... there's not?" Mezu half-sobbed.
"Oh gods, I forgot what a drama queen you can be when you've been drinking. Never mind, I'm going to go sleep in your bed. You can sit in here and sleep off your insanity."
Gozu got up, strangely feeling a lot better than before. Picking up his nightlight of fireflies, he could clearly sort out all his thoughts.
His dream? That was simple. To begin with, he himself had had a little much to drink. After that, it all came down to wanting to one-up Mezu after he teased him for being scared of the dark. And as for the end of the dream, that was probably being influenced by Mezu deliriously murmuring sweet nothings in his ear. But there was still the matter of what he did feel for his friend...
Laying down in Mezu's bed (after pushing the Suijin stone-blowup doll out of it) Gozu thought that over.
"Oi! Gozu, you bastard! How dare you leave me for another! I'm gonna go slit my wrists and die!" Mezu's voice rang out across the cave.
"You can't slit your wrists, you're made of stone," Gozu shot back.
"Oh... yah. Damnit."
Gozu sighed. Yes, his feelings for his friend were becoming clearer by the moment.
"Gozu, come back! It's cold."
"Mezu, go to sleep!" He snapped back.
"I love you too, Gozu!" Mezu's voice trailed off.
Yes, Gozu knew exactly how he felt about Mezu; he thought the guy was a complete and total idiot.