A Little More - A Sanzo Bday Fic

Hey all!! IT'S SANZO'S BDAY!!!!!!!!! ^___________^ So I've done a little fanfic just for him... HAPPY BDAY SANZO-SAMA!!! # Brings out cake #

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It was 3 months after they had returned from the West. It was 3 months after they had stopped the revival of Gyuumao. It was 3 months after they had wrapped up their mission. They still kept in touch, all four of them, but had split into groups of 2.

In all honesty, Genjo Sanzo was happy he was away from Gojyo and Hakkai. How many years had he spent with them? Like, 2 or 3. They still visited each other from time to time, but Sanzo knew that deep down, they were sick of spending every moment of their lives with him too.

The door creaked open a little, shaking Sanzo from his thoughts. Ah, that was another thing that changed. Goku.

The boy was a little taller now, and had a kind of beauty that radiated his whole being. He looked… more mature. But hell if he acted more mature.

Goku took a running leap, and tackled Sanzo. Sanzo’s guard wasn’t up, and Goku could see that clearly.

Sanzo twitched as Goku hugged him around the shoulders, saying inaudible things in his ear. He could catch words like ‘Sanzo’, ‘dinner’ and ‘bring me’. It didn’t take a genius to know what Goku wanted.

Sanzo pushed Goku away from one finger, and in a sulky voice said, “Leave me alone.”

“But Sanzoooo, I’m hungry!! Come on, for once, treat me to some good food!” Goku’s voice was loud and annoying, and rung loudly in his ears.

Sanzo closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. “You are SERIOUSLY pissing me off.”

“Awww, come on Sanzo? PLEEEASE.”

The blonde monk opened one eye, and stared at Goku for a few seconds, before closing it again and sighing loudly.

“Oh Great Kami-sama,” he groaned. “I really hate giving in to you, but when you whine like that, it’s like I’ve got no choice.”

Goku smiled his huge, beaming, adorable smile before bounding off. “I’ll go and reserve some seats!” he shouted, and shut the door behind him.

Sanzo’s eyes rested on the door for a while, and he closed them once more, muttering to himself.

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He was sitting opposite the brunette, whose face was blocked by a menu.

“Ooh, Sanzo, I wanna eat that!”

Sanzo pretended not to hear, and pondered over his own menu, staring at the unusually high prices of the cuisine. He looked back up at Goku, who was still talking to himself behind his own menu. What kind of taste did this kid have?

Goku slammed the laminated cardboard down and grinned, pointing to an item on the menu. It was Hirines Brizoles, something Sanzo had never heard of.

“Hirines Brizoles? What the hell is that?” he questioned.

“Pork chops, Sanzo. What are you gonna have?”

Sanzo sighed a little, and pointed to the most boring thing on the menu, tomato soup.

“Nani?! How can you order such a boring thing when you’re at such a nice restaurant, Sanzo?” Goku shook his head, and with a finalized tone to his voice, said, “You’re sharing my pork chops with me, Sanzo. I won’t let you eat such an uninteresting thing at such a good restaurant.”

Sanzo looked up a little, but stayed silent. The baka saru was going to share his food with him. Share his food. Goku never shared his food with anyone, and the cheapskate monk was the last person he expected Goku to offer food to. Sanzo repeated this to himself over and over again. But he had to admit one thing; he was blushing slightly.

They ordered, and were now waiting. Waiting, waiting. There really was nothing to do. He itched for a smoke, but he was constantly reminded of the non-smoking sign. He glanced up at the younger man, trying to figure if he was just as bored as he was. No signs of that, so Sanzo decided to make a little conversation.

“Hey… Goku… why’d you choose this restaurant?”

Goku’s innocent eyes wanted to make Sanzo smile. A few moments later, he took Sanzo’s hand in his, his voice a little quieter than it normally was.

“You don’t remember, Sanzo?”

Sanzo found it impossible to yank his hand away from the boy’s soft caresses. He managed to choke out, “No, I don’t. Let go of me.”

Goku kept his eyes trained on Sanzo’s, and his fingers curled around Sanzo’s. Perhaps Goku had matured just a little, Sanzo thought.

“Let me say something, Sanzo. It’s your birthday today. I thought you would’ve remembered that, but you didn’t. So I took it into my own hands.”

“Chc.” Sanzo gave an annoyed sort of smile. “Of course you did…”

“Sanzo, I mean this.” Goku’s face was serious. “Why do you always try and forget the most important things?”

Because one of them is right in front of me, Sanzo realized. Dammit; he was giving in to his feelings. He hated himself for that. Because in front of him, there was a boy who had a pair of eyes, a pair of eyes that bore themselves deep into his soul. It was as if Goku knew exactly what he was thinking.

“Because it’s not what you think,” is what Sanzo’s curt reply was. “The most important things, as you put it, are in fact, the least important things in my life.” With that, the blonde monk stormed out of the restaurant, throwing his napkin down on his chair.

This left Goku staring into the confused faces of many fellow diners.

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Sanzo groaned softly, taking another deep breath of tobacco-laden smoke. A little part of him yelled, saying that he shouldn’t have been that harsh on Goku. Let’s face it, the voice said, you do care for him. No matter which way you look at it; you do. You do now, and you will forever.

“Hmph.” Sanzo grumbled to himself. He wanted to deny that, but was stopped by an apologetic sound.

“… Sanzo?”

He sighed, but didn’t turn around. “I know, I know. It’s all my fault. It always is. So quit blaming me.”

Goku pouted a little, then strode over to Sanzo. “Sanzo.” This time, the tone was more demanding.

Sanzo turned his head a little, and was greeted formally, but this time, with a kiss on the mouth. Goku was kissing him. Sanzo had never been kissed before, let alone kissed so passionately. Goku’s tongue was sliding all over the inside of his mouth, and Sanzo was trapped. There was nothing he could do. There was nothing he wanted to do.

Sanzo grabbed Goku’s head with his hands and pulled his face away. Goku gazed at him, eyes a little glazed, having thoroughly enjoyed their long kiss.

“Am I really what you say I am? That I’m just unimportant?” Goku whispered. Sanzo knew he couldn’t deny himself anymore. Slowly, he drew Goku into his embrace and stroked his hair.

“Baka.” He muttered. “You know how I am. I’ve got issues.”

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Clothes littered the ground, and Goku gently cradled Sanzo’s face with his hands. They were both naked, but hadn’t succumbed to their passionate love. There was no need for words, not until Goku whispered, “Take me, Sanzo.”

Sanzo looked at the chocolate-haired boy, and nodded, understanding. Softly, his mouth moved to nibble at his earlobe, tongue sliding around it. His hand traced a path down Goku’s neck, and massaged his nipples as soon as he felt the hardness of the small nubs.

Goku let out a loud moan, having never felt this kind of touch before. Sanzo’s hands were no longer at his chest; his mouth was. Licking tenderly, and feeling them quiver.

“Go lower… Sanzo…”

A begging tone had entered Goku’s voice, and Sanzo smirked when he heard it. He decided to give the boy what he wanted, for once, because he wanted it to. He was such a selfish bastard. His lips closed around Goku’s virgin member, which brought loud moans from him.

Mmm, this was good. Good for both of them. Sanzo could taste Goku, all of him. Could taste what he was really like. And Goku could feel nothing but burning pleasure rushing through him. He groaned again, this time holding Sanzo’s head down with his hands. Sanzo managed to break free of Goku’s restraints, and stopped sucking.

“S-Sanzo? Why’d you stop?”

Sanzo kept silent, and lifted Goku’s legs onto his shoulders, now letting his hand take hold of Goku’s cock. He rubbed it gently, his saliva and Goku’s pre-cum giving it lubrication. Goku panted softly, bucking a little against Sanzo’s hand. Sanzo smirked once more, and licked the fingers of his other hand. With a small sigh, he pushed a pair of fingers deep into Goku.

Goku cried out, clenching his fists. He didn’t want Sanzo’s fingers inside him, he wanted Sanzo’s cock. Yes; that’s what he wanted. Sanzo’s beautiful, deliciously hard member. He could see it; it was getting harder as Sanzo moved his fingers around inside of Goku. It was Sanzo’s turn to moan, and Goku was getting harder because of it.

He was so warm and tight, Sanzo thought. Kami-sama, I want him. I need him. Now. Badly. Kami-sama…

“Goku, I’m going in.” Goku nodded, and smiled. It was as if Sanzo could sense exactly what he wanted.

Gently, Sanzo removed his fingers, and thrust his cock in. Goku screamed in sudden pain, but was silenced by Sanzo’s kisses all over his face and neck.

“Don’t tense up too much, or it’ll hurt more.” Sanzo whispered softly, licking Goku’s lips. Goku blinked up at Sanzo through his tears of pain, and took his tongue in his mouth, kissing him tenderly.

Sanzo continued to rock his hips back and forth, and Goku continued to moan, but this time, in pleasure. The pain was gone, and Goku could feel himself reaching a climax. Sanzo, his Sanzo, was beginning to feel it too. Goku could see it in his face, Sanzo having his eyes closed and loud groans coming from his mouth. It had an affect on Goku, and he couldn’t hold back any longer…

He came. It was the very first time Goku had felt such a thing. It felt… amazing. Like he was being swept off his feet by some unknown force. His whole body shook violently, his cock stiffening, and the next second, warm, salty cum had erupted from the tip of his cock, all over Sanzo’s chest. Sanzo felt it hit him, and came as well. Their moans mingled together, and their breaths panted softly. Sanzo scooped the cum up onto his fingers, and licked it off. Goku tasted wonderful.

Sanzo lay down beside the younger man, taking his face in his hands. For a moment, they simply stared at each other. Goku tucked his head into the crook of Sanzo’s neck, and whispered something. Sanzo found himself smiling, and returned Goku’s statement with one of his own. To this, Goku looked up at Sanzo again. It was unbelievable.

Sanzo tilted his head downwards and captured Goku’s lips in a strong, loving kiss.

Somewhere far away, a flower bloomed.

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