Aromatherapy, Challenge #11, PG
Title: Aromatherapy
Author: Despina_moon
Warnings: PG (Not really, more like G, but I resist.)
Pairing(s): none, really
Summary: Goku reflects.
Notes: Challenge #11 - Smell. 23 minutes, 5 editing. Words: 517. As usual, I ran out of time.
Hakkai smelled like soap. Even after days of travel when the rest of them were sweaty and stinky, Hakkai still smelled as if he'd just got out of a shower. It was freaky. He had other scents, too, sadness and hatred all mixed together with the clean and all of them locked away behind his smiles.
When Goku met him the first time, Hakkai smelled like blood. Of course, his name was Gonou then. Sanzo took Gonou to the temple and the scent of blood was strong, especially after a shower. Goku was convinced that Gonou would scrub too hard when he bathed, as if he was trying to scour away his memories, his past or maybe just everything. Goku wondered if that was why Hakkai always wore long sleeve shirts, because when he was Gonou, he'd scrubbed all his skin off.
Goku tried to ask Sanzo about it. Leave him be, Saru, was all Sanzo would say, but he smelled gentle and serious when he said it. Later, after Hakkai moved back with Gojyo, he got better and now, Goku hardly ever smelled the blood.
Gojyo's smell was more complicated and yet simpler. Strong and spicy, leaving no question of his scent, as if he was afraid you'd forget him. Sometimes Gojyo smelled desperate, scared and lonely, like an abused dog that expected a beating from his master. The scent made Goku's heart kind of ache, even when Gojyo was hogging all the spring rolls.
At first, Gojyo always smelled like cigarettes, sour perfume and something Goku didn't recognize. Sometimes Gojyo's scent made Goku hungry, but not for food, it was a strange hunger and something that made his body react in funny ways. When he asked Sanzo about it, he got a rap with the fan and a loud curse about the perverted Kappa. Sanzo smelled kind of embarrassed about it so Goku never asked again.
After Hakkai moved in with Gojyo, the desperate, lonely scent seemed to go away, changing into something calmer and less reckless. Goku didn't really understand all the reasons, but he knew Gojyo and Hakkai needed each other.
Sanzo's smell was the most difficult. He smelled like cigarettes and newspaper. Underneath, Sanzo's scent was full of anger and irritation, like he'd had something stolen from him. He would always ignore questions about it, but Goku was pretty sure it had something to do with Sanzo's dead master.
On rainy nights, although he never looked it, Sanzo would smell helpless and scared, like a little kid afraid of the dark. He never knew how to handle Sanzo's vulnerability so Goku would make him mad. Goku preferred Sanzo's angry scent to every other smell in the world. After all, when Sanzo broke the seal on his prison, that scent of barely-contained fury was what Goku remembered best.
Goku wondered how he smelled to the others. If he had to guess, Goku would say his scent was happy and hungry. He was hungry because you could never have too much food. He was happy because he had his friends, surrounded by their weird, yet comforting scents.
Author: Despina_moon
Warnings: PG (Not really, more like G, but I resist.)
Pairing(s): none, really
Summary: Goku reflects.
Notes: Challenge #11 - Smell. 23 minutes, 5 editing. Words: 517. As usual, I ran out of time.
Hakkai smelled like soap. Even after days of travel when the rest of them were sweaty and stinky, Hakkai still smelled as if he'd just got out of a shower. It was freaky. He had other scents, too, sadness and hatred all mixed together with the clean and all of them locked away behind his smiles.
When Goku met him the first time, Hakkai smelled like blood. Of course, his name was Gonou then. Sanzo took Gonou to the temple and the scent of blood was strong, especially after a shower. Goku was convinced that Gonou would scrub too hard when he bathed, as if he was trying to scour away his memories, his past or maybe just everything. Goku wondered if that was why Hakkai always wore long sleeve shirts, because when he was Gonou, he'd scrubbed all his skin off.
Goku tried to ask Sanzo about it. Leave him be, Saru, was all Sanzo would say, but he smelled gentle and serious when he said it. Later, after Hakkai moved back with Gojyo, he got better and now, Goku hardly ever smelled the blood.
Gojyo's smell was more complicated and yet simpler. Strong and spicy, leaving no question of his scent, as if he was afraid you'd forget him. Sometimes Gojyo smelled desperate, scared and lonely, like an abused dog that expected a beating from his master. The scent made Goku's heart kind of ache, even when Gojyo was hogging all the spring rolls.
At first, Gojyo always smelled like cigarettes, sour perfume and something Goku didn't recognize. Sometimes Gojyo's scent made Goku hungry, but not for food, it was a strange hunger and something that made his body react in funny ways. When he asked Sanzo about it, he got a rap with the fan and a loud curse about the perverted Kappa. Sanzo smelled kind of embarrassed about it so Goku never asked again.
After Hakkai moved in with Gojyo, the desperate, lonely scent seemed to go away, changing into something calmer and less reckless. Goku didn't really understand all the reasons, but he knew Gojyo and Hakkai needed each other.
Sanzo's smell was the most difficult. He smelled like cigarettes and newspaper. Underneath, Sanzo's scent was full of anger and irritation, like he'd had something stolen from him. He would always ignore questions about it, but Goku was pretty sure it had something to do with Sanzo's dead master.
On rainy nights, although he never looked it, Sanzo would smell helpless and scared, like a little kid afraid of the dark. He never knew how to handle Sanzo's vulnerability so Goku would make him mad. Goku preferred Sanzo's angry scent to every other smell in the world. After all, when Sanzo broke the seal on his prison, that scent of barely-contained fury was what Goku remembered best.
Goku wondered how he smelled to the others. If he had to guess, Goku would say his scent was happy and hungry. He was hungry because you could never have too much food. He was happy because he had his friends, surrounded by their weird, yet comforting scents.