Belated Project 39 ficlet posting - three of four
Here's number three of four!
Title: Workout
Author: Despina_Moon
Warnings: PG13
Pairing: Sanzo/Goku
Summary: Goku spies on Sanzo.
Notes: Written for Project Thirty-Nine. Many thanks to Moshesque for the beta.
Today as always, just moments after Hakuryuu stopped, Goku wandered away from camp to begin his search. He scouted around until he found the most likely spot. A large clearing in the dense forest that was neither too close nor too far from camp. Finding a suitably tall, leafy tree, he climbed to a sturdy limb that would keep him hidden from view. Then he made himself comfortable and waited. Goku had gotten pretty good at figuring out what locations Sanzo would choose.
Leaning his back against the tree, he idly swung one foot through the air and thought about this particular Sanzo-ism. The rest of them were open about their workouts regiments and they'd even spar with one another during those rare breaks in youkai attacks. Not Sanzo. He was secretive about his physical exercise, as if being in good shape just magically happened. Whenever they stayed at an inn, Sanzo always demanded an hour or two by himself in a room. His explanation was that he needed time to meditate without interruption. The three of them would quietly nod their acceptance while hiding their knowing smiles.
When they were on the road Sanzo couldn't hide behind any walls. Every time, just before he'd disappear, he'd threaten everyone about staying away while he had his 'private time.' Sanzo was serious about his threat. One time, from his hiding spot hid in a cave, Goku saw Gojyo almost get shot because the stupid kappa walked into Sanzo's 'private' area by accident.
No one else would purposely bother Sanzo but Goku just couldn't resist. How could he? Seeing Sanzo hot, sweaty and shirtless was enticement enough to drive Goku into taking almost any risk. The payoff was worth it.
Sanzo entered the clearing and Goku held his breath and ducked deeper behind the tree's foliage. Chances like this were rare for Goku and he had to be extra careful. He was certain he'd picked a good hiding place, but there were times when Sanzo knew exactly where he was. His uncanny Goku-sense was kind of creepy and there'd be hell to pay if Sanzo ever caught him spying.
Goku swallowed as Sanzo stripped down to only his jeans, placed his palms together, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes. After that, Sanzo's movements were a blur. His long and lean body crisscrossed the clearing with quiet, deadly, and purposeful grace. Goku watched in rapt attention as Sanzo flowed fluidly through a series of martial arts stances. Under his willowy and seemingly delicate frame, Sanzo's muscles extended and flexed seamlessly. Goku knew the physical power that lay coiled inside Sanzo, even though he preferred to keep his skills shrouded in mystery behind his trusty Smith & Wesson. If pressed about his reluctance for physical combat, Goku would bet Sanzo would mutter something about the path of least resistance.
But Goku knew the real reason why Sanzo practiced alone like this and opted to avoid hand-to-hand combat. The truth was that his own effortless beauty embarrassed Sanzo. Sanzo was shy. It was kind of funny, actually. Sanzo preferred to go unnoticed but his stunning looks always brought unwelcomed comments. Goku could understand that, he didn't like it when people noticed his golden eyes either.
Sweat glistened on Sanzo's bare arms and chest and his wet hair stuck to his forehead. Goku's heartbeat quickened and he was acutely aware of his growing erection. Sanzo was like a work of art with his pale skin and his smoking hot body. Now that he thought about it, Goku was glad Sanzo kept this side of himself hidden. He was happy for the gun that kept people away a little bit from his...
Goku bit his lip and stared at Sanzo's swirling form. What was Sanzo to Goku? That was easy, really. Sanzo was Goku's sun. Sanzo was everything.
The tree he sat in shook from a thunderous blow and Goku cried out in surprise while he lost his balance, flailed his arms, and tried to grasp a limb. He managed to hook his legs around a branch as he fell. When he came to a stop, he was upside-down and staring at Sanzo's scowling, sweat-drenched face.
Goku tried to sound normal. "Hey, Sanzo. Nice hit."
"Tch."
"You've gotten stronger."
Sanzo turned away from him and walked towards his clothes. "Why?"
Goku righted himself then dropped from the tree and followed. "I do it 'cause I like watchin' ya. You're so …"
Sanzo paused his steps, looked over his shoulder, and raised an eyebrow at Goku. "I'm so … what?"
Strands of blond hair clung to Sanzo's damp neck and beads sweat rolled slowly over his pale shoulder blade. Goku licked his lips and imagined the flavor of Sanzo's salty skin. His voice was rough when he finally remembered to speak, "You're so sexy."
"Huh. Dumbass." Sanzo gave him an affectionate half smile before turning away and resuming his walk toward his clothing.
Goku didn't know what Sanzo's smile might mean but he continued to follow. Drawn by Sanzo's magnetism, he couldn't have stopped if he wanted to.
"Hakkai said there's a stream close by fed by hot springs. I'm going to bathe." He scooped up his clothes and walked toward an end of the clearing.
Goku didn't know what to do.
"Well?" Sanzo slowed his steps. "Aren't you coming?"
"Yes." Goku ran to catch up.
"Fine," Sanzo paused and faced Goku, "but there's one requirement."
"I won't tell -"
"No." Sanzo's dilated pupils were dark, almost the color of a night sky. "You interrupted my workout so you get to help with the rest of it."
"Oh." Goku's erection was back and aching. "Yeah, okay. It's been forever since we did it."
"You idiot, it's only been two days." Sanzo gave him a hungry look before turning away and resuming his quick pace. "Let's go, already."
Goku smiled and followed his sun. "Yeah!" Maybe getting caught at spying wasn't so bad after all.
Title: Workout
Author: Despina_Moon
Warnings: PG13
Pairing: Sanzo/Goku
Summary: Goku spies on Sanzo.
Notes: Written for Project Thirty-Nine. Many thanks to Moshesque for the beta.
Today as always, just moments after Hakuryuu stopped, Goku wandered away from camp to begin his search. He scouted around until he found the most likely spot. A large clearing in the dense forest that was neither too close nor too far from camp. Finding a suitably tall, leafy tree, he climbed to a sturdy limb that would keep him hidden from view. Then he made himself comfortable and waited. Goku had gotten pretty good at figuring out what locations Sanzo would choose.
Leaning his back against the tree, he idly swung one foot through the air and thought about this particular Sanzo-ism. The rest of them were open about their workouts regiments and they'd even spar with one another during those rare breaks in youkai attacks. Not Sanzo. He was secretive about his physical exercise, as if being in good shape just magically happened. Whenever they stayed at an inn, Sanzo always demanded an hour or two by himself in a room. His explanation was that he needed time to meditate without interruption. The three of them would quietly nod their acceptance while hiding their knowing smiles.
When they were on the road Sanzo couldn't hide behind any walls. Every time, just before he'd disappear, he'd threaten everyone about staying away while he had his 'private time.' Sanzo was serious about his threat. One time, from his hiding spot hid in a cave, Goku saw Gojyo almost get shot because the stupid kappa walked into Sanzo's 'private' area by accident.
No one else would purposely bother Sanzo but Goku just couldn't resist. How could he? Seeing Sanzo hot, sweaty and shirtless was enticement enough to drive Goku into taking almost any risk. The payoff was worth it.
Sanzo entered the clearing and Goku held his breath and ducked deeper behind the tree's foliage. Chances like this were rare for Goku and he had to be extra careful. He was certain he'd picked a good hiding place, but there were times when Sanzo knew exactly where he was. His uncanny Goku-sense was kind of creepy and there'd be hell to pay if Sanzo ever caught him spying.
Goku swallowed as Sanzo stripped down to only his jeans, placed his palms together, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes. After that, Sanzo's movements were a blur. His long and lean body crisscrossed the clearing with quiet, deadly, and purposeful grace. Goku watched in rapt attention as Sanzo flowed fluidly through a series of martial arts stances. Under his willowy and seemingly delicate frame, Sanzo's muscles extended and flexed seamlessly. Goku knew the physical power that lay coiled inside Sanzo, even though he preferred to keep his skills shrouded in mystery behind his trusty Smith & Wesson. If pressed about his reluctance for physical combat, Goku would bet Sanzo would mutter something about the path of least resistance.
But Goku knew the real reason why Sanzo practiced alone like this and opted to avoid hand-to-hand combat. The truth was that his own effortless beauty embarrassed Sanzo. Sanzo was shy. It was kind of funny, actually. Sanzo preferred to go unnoticed but his stunning looks always brought unwelcomed comments. Goku could understand that, he didn't like it when people noticed his golden eyes either.
Sweat glistened on Sanzo's bare arms and chest and his wet hair stuck to his forehead. Goku's heartbeat quickened and he was acutely aware of his growing erection. Sanzo was like a work of art with his pale skin and his smoking hot body. Now that he thought about it, Goku was glad Sanzo kept this side of himself hidden. He was happy for the gun that kept people away a little bit from his...
Goku bit his lip and stared at Sanzo's swirling form. What was Sanzo to Goku? That was easy, really. Sanzo was Goku's sun. Sanzo was everything.
The tree he sat in shook from a thunderous blow and Goku cried out in surprise while he lost his balance, flailed his arms, and tried to grasp a limb. He managed to hook his legs around a branch as he fell. When he came to a stop, he was upside-down and staring at Sanzo's scowling, sweat-drenched face.
Goku tried to sound normal. "Hey, Sanzo. Nice hit."
"Tch."
"You've gotten stronger."
Sanzo turned away from him and walked towards his clothes. "Why?"
Goku righted himself then dropped from the tree and followed. "I do it 'cause I like watchin' ya. You're so …"
Sanzo paused his steps, looked over his shoulder, and raised an eyebrow at Goku. "I'm so … what?"
Strands of blond hair clung to Sanzo's damp neck and beads sweat rolled slowly over his pale shoulder blade. Goku licked his lips and imagined the flavor of Sanzo's salty skin. His voice was rough when he finally remembered to speak, "You're so sexy."
"Huh. Dumbass." Sanzo gave him an affectionate half smile before turning away and resuming his walk toward his clothing.
Goku didn't know what Sanzo's smile might mean but he continued to follow. Drawn by Sanzo's magnetism, he couldn't have stopped if he wanted to.
"Hakkai said there's a stream close by fed by hot springs. I'm going to bathe." He scooped up his clothes and walked toward an end of the clearing.
Goku didn't know what to do.
"Well?" Sanzo slowed his steps. "Aren't you coming?"
"Yes." Goku ran to catch up.
"Fine," Sanzo paused and faced Goku, "but there's one requirement."
"I won't tell -"
"No." Sanzo's dilated pupils were dark, almost the color of a night sky. "You interrupted my workout so you get to help with the rest of it."
"Oh." Goku's erection was back and aching. "Yeah, okay. It's been forever since we did it."
"You idiot, it's only been two days." Sanzo gave him a hungry look before turning away and resuming his quick pace. "Let's go, already."
Goku smiled and followed his sun. "Yeah!" Maybe getting caught at spying wasn't so bad after all.