Drabbles begin!
Okay I appologize for the delay in these lul... but irl, work and so many other things prevented me from getting the right inspiration for these...
But here's the list of drabbles I got so far to work on.
1/ Gojyo and Doku meeting up after the end of Saiyuki
2/ Homura, Shien, Zenon
3/ Kougaiji and Lirin doing something siblingly
4/ Kougaiji in Red Heels
5/ Yaone discovering bad Saiyuki fanfics and torturing Doku, Kougaiji and Lirin with it.
6/ Older Kou-tachi sake competition.
Okay so I'm going to use this entry to post the drabbles in. I won't be taking anymore as I've creatively formed a list of stuff I need to do lul... and I'm going to have to work on a commissions page soon to earn some extra $$ again since I'll be recovery from surgery soon and I won't be allowed to work and finacially won't be able to get more than $210 a week to live off and save with bummer huh?
Anyways I'll post the first drabble in this entry... and the rest will be in the comments below... watch out for them ;p I'll post them as I get through each one <3<3<3
I actully kinda like the Gojyo Doku one given that it was written pretty late so scuse the spelling errors and grammer stuff... blah...
*hits CnP*
BROTHERS
Requested by lechymonk
~*~Drabble 1~*~
He was no longer aware of his surroundings at that moment. He was only aware of where he sat, leaning back in the chair just looking at the figure that had sat down in the bar at the table opposite him.
The two of them sat in silence. Not a word, just silence between them, they could hear, the clink of glasses from behind the bar, the scrap of plates being set down on the bar by a waitress clearing tables.
It felt awkward at first, least Gojyo thought it was awkward, but the longer they sat there in silence he realized it wasn’t as awkward as he had originally thought.
It was familiar. Like he was being reminded of all the silent games his brother had played with him, like the shut your cake hole game, in which he was hidden from his mother and Doku made him stay completely quiet, while he distracted her keeping Gojyo out of harms way.
Blinking for a moment Gojyo leaned forward his hand moving to the handle of his beer. There was no animosity, no teasing quip, just that smile, the one he remembered from back in the day when he was a child. The same smile he had loved to look up to. The smile that spread even to his brother's blue eyes, the eyes that looked at him like an older brother should look at a younger brother.
“Dokugak- Jien…” Gojyo smirked leaning forward more casually to look his older brother in the eyes. He took a sip of his beer. “Been a while man.”
The music of the bar wafted past them, the girls in the corner booth watching them giggling behind hands and flirtatious glances. He still had it, but that was no longer the issue. They were both spoken for; they had someone in their lives that meant the world to them, both with emo moments that needed some serious taking care of.
“Sure has.” Doku looked at him and smirked, leaning forward at the table giving Gojyo a swift kick under the table hitting Gojyo’s shin. “Idiot, you don’t even send a letter. It’s not like you didn’t know where I was. Make me come all the way out here to check on your sorry ass ‘cause I was worried about ya.”
Gojyo shrugged. “You know me I don’t write; besides I learned from the master in lack of contact.”
Doku grinned. “Spose I had that one coming.”
Gojyo was glad in all honesty though. Doku had actually come out to check on him, he didn’t opt for the lazy way with a phone call or a letter, he came in person.
“Yeah… and no… I can understand why you didn’t bro. But ya know your lord and master wouldn’t like it if he knew where you were would he?” Gojyo smirked.
Doku motioned for the waitress. “Hey he got his mother back he bailed Hotu castle for good, he’s happy.”
Gojyo waited till his brother had ordered his own beer and the waitress had left their table before he looked at Doku seriously.
“The question is… are you happy bro?”
Doku reached over the table grabbed Gojyo’s head in a lock and ruffled up his hair.
“Hey oiy jerk quit it! Cut it out man!” Gojyo shouted at the annoyance that had him in a head lock.
Doku let him go Gojyo fell into his seat and rubbed his head before shooting his brother a glare similar to that of a spoiled brat. Doku just looked his way and grinned.
“No matter how old you get you’re still my kid brother it gives me every right to do that. Be glad I didn’t embarrass you in front of your friends in battle while doing that.”
Gojyo looked at him flat eyed, like hell the ape woulda let him live that one down. The Monk would have found a way to rub it while Hakkai would just smile that smile that would drive Gojyo up the wall till he exploded with a ‘WHAT?!’
“But yeah to answer question, it’s good I am happy. If Kou is happy then I’m happy. That spoiled brat deserves some happiness given what he was put through.” Doku nodded to the waitress taking the beer she brought over, he flipped her a tip just before she left them alone again.
Gojyo watched Doku as he sipped the beer, it had been pretty obvious of feelings he’d picked up on from Doku in their battles. After all what man abandon’s his own family for another man?
“You and the prince huh?” He murmured.
Doku looked at him over the mug before setting it down. “Look whose talking little brother, you and the demon slayer.”
Doku rested an elbow on the table and Gojyo kept his brother’s eyes the two just staring each other down.
“Well shit.” Gojyo lent back in his seat and he just smirked.
He looked at Doku his face taking on a serious tone, it was about time he said what he had wanted to say. Something that needed to be said since he walked back through the door to the house he shared with Hakkai; a realization that had dawned on him when he once again had got ‘home’.
“Hey just so you know I don’t blame you ya know, for running off you had to do what you had to. It’s not our fault; the old man fucked up, not your fault, not mine… I blame him.” He saw blue eyes met his and he saw the soft smile, no words just the look alone was enough it was a look of a tortured man finally being released from a fifty year sentence. Behind that look was a silent ‘thank-you’ even it wasn't verbally said reading it in the look that was enough.
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But here's the list of drabbles I got so far to work on.
1/ Gojyo and Doku meeting up after the end of Saiyuki
2/ Homura, Shien, Zenon
3/ Kougaiji and Lirin doing something siblingly
4/ Kougaiji in Red Heels
5/ Yaone discovering bad Saiyuki fanfics and torturing Doku, Kougaiji and Lirin with it.
6/ Older Kou-tachi sake competition.
Okay so I'm going to use this entry to post the drabbles in. I won't be taking anymore as I've creatively formed a list of stuff I need to do lul... and I'm going to have to work on a commissions page soon to earn some extra $$ again since I'll be recovery from surgery soon and I won't be allowed to work and finacially won't be able to get more than $210 a week to live off and save with bummer huh?
Anyways I'll post the first drabble in this entry... and the rest will be in the comments below... watch out for them ;p I'll post them as I get through each one <3<3<3
I actully kinda like the Gojyo Doku one given that it was written pretty late so scuse the spelling errors and grammer stuff... blah...
*hits CnP*
BROTHERS
Requested by lechymonk
~*~Drabble 1~*~
He was no longer aware of his surroundings at that moment. He was only aware of where he sat, leaning back in the chair just looking at the figure that had sat down in the bar at the table opposite him.
The two of them sat in silence. Not a word, just silence between them, they could hear, the clink of glasses from behind the bar, the scrap of plates being set down on the bar by a waitress clearing tables.
It felt awkward at first, least Gojyo thought it was awkward, but the longer they sat there in silence he realized it wasn’t as awkward as he had originally thought.
It was familiar. Like he was being reminded of all the silent games his brother had played with him, like the shut your cake hole game, in which he was hidden from his mother and Doku made him stay completely quiet, while he distracted her keeping Gojyo out of harms way.
Blinking for a moment Gojyo leaned forward his hand moving to the handle of his beer. There was no animosity, no teasing quip, just that smile, the one he remembered from back in the day when he was a child. The same smile he had loved to look up to. The smile that spread even to his brother's blue eyes, the eyes that looked at him like an older brother should look at a younger brother.
“Dokugak- Jien…” Gojyo smirked leaning forward more casually to look his older brother in the eyes. He took a sip of his beer. “Been a while man.”
The music of the bar wafted past them, the girls in the corner booth watching them giggling behind hands and flirtatious glances. He still had it, but that was no longer the issue. They were both spoken for; they had someone in their lives that meant the world to them, both with emo moments that needed some serious taking care of.
“Sure has.” Doku looked at him and smirked, leaning forward at the table giving Gojyo a swift kick under the table hitting Gojyo’s shin. “Idiot, you don’t even send a letter. It’s not like you didn’t know where I was. Make me come all the way out here to check on your sorry ass ‘cause I was worried about ya.”
Gojyo shrugged. “You know me I don’t write; besides I learned from the master in lack of contact.”
Doku grinned. “Spose I had that one coming.”
Gojyo was glad in all honesty though. Doku had actually come out to check on him, he didn’t opt for the lazy way with a phone call or a letter, he came in person.
“Yeah… and no… I can understand why you didn’t bro. But ya know your lord and master wouldn’t like it if he knew where you were would he?” Gojyo smirked.
Doku motioned for the waitress. “Hey he got his mother back he bailed Hotu castle for good, he’s happy.”
Gojyo waited till his brother had ordered his own beer and the waitress had left their table before he looked at Doku seriously.
“The question is… are you happy bro?”
Doku reached over the table grabbed Gojyo’s head in a lock and ruffled up his hair.
“Hey oiy jerk quit it! Cut it out man!” Gojyo shouted at the annoyance that had him in a head lock.
Doku let him go Gojyo fell into his seat and rubbed his head before shooting his brother a glare similar to that of a spoiled brat. Doku just looked his way and grinned.
“No matter how old you get you’re still my kid brother it gives me every right to do that. Be glad I didn’t embarrass you in front of your friends in battle while doing that.”
Gojyo looked at him flat eyed, like hell the ape woulda let him live that one down. The Monk would have found a way to rub it while Hakkai would just smile that smile that would drive Gojyo up the wall till he exploded with a ‘WHAT?!’
“But yeah to answer question, it’s good I am happy. If Kou is happy then I’m happy. That spoiled brat deserves some happiness given what he was put through.” Doku nodded to the waitress taking the beer she brought over, he flipped her a tip just before she left them alone again.
Gojyo watched Doku as he sipped the beer, it had been pretty obvious of feelings he’d picked up on from Doku in their battles. After all what man abandon’s his own family for another man?
“You and the prince huh?” He murmured.
Doku looked at him over the mug before setting it down. “Look whose talking little brother, you and the demon slayer.”
Doku rested an elbow on the table and Gojyo kept his brother’s eyes the two just staring each other down.
“Well shit.” Gojyo lent back in his seat and he just smirked.
He looked at Doku his face taking on a serious tone, it was about time he said what he had wanted to say. Something that needed to be said since he walked back through the door to the house he shared with Hakkai; a realization that had dawned on him when he once again had got ‘home’.
“Hey just so you know I don’t blame you ya know, for running off you had to do what you had to. It’s not our fault; the old man fucked up, not your fault, not mine… I blame him.” He saw blue eyes met his and he saw the soft smile, no words just the look alone was enough it was a look of a tortured man finally being released from a fifty year sentence. Behind that look was a silent ‘thank-you’ even it wasn't verbally said reading it in the look that was enough.
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