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Yay! Fellowslash is going fairly well. Have gotten going on it. And we've got a lot to do before August. If anyone is reading this, check us out. Fellowslash is a LotR slash convention I started a few years ago. www.fellowslash.org is the address, check us out.
Been a nerveracking day, today has been. Got a call from my mom to tell me that I might end up being an aunt again in the next few days. My brother and his wife are expecting, only there have been some problems with the baby. Now the doctors are saying that the earlier they have the baby, the better chance it has of survival. So there may be a C-section done in the next day or so. Kinda scary. Got this call during the middle of the day, so I fidgeted about it all night. Not to mention that people can smell when you have new information. My brother and I work at the same place, and people hit me up for information instead of him for two reasons.
One: they don't want to upset my brother. Okay, perfectly reasonable, but I'm ready to stage a crying fit just so they leave me alone. This whole situation has been stressful for me as well, since I have to play strong one for my brother and my mom, too. She's playing strong for my brother, and I get to be there for her to lean on. *fidgets* Ready to scream. If nothing else, I'm most likely have a breakdown at a friend's. It'll freak them out, but at least they won't have the additional stress of having a personal link to it.
Two: my brother has to be the most useless source of information ever. You ask him a question and you get a single word answer. No wonder people come to me. I get my info from my mom, who get's it from my brother's wife. I swear, without women in this world, nobody would know anything.
And the way I'm dealing with stress it to write. At least it keeps me occupied with something besides sharp objects. My arms are scarred up enough as it is.
Anyway, here's the rough draft of my latest thing. Tell me what you think. It's Saiyuki, yet another one in a kinda modern setting. When, I have no clue.
Snippet
“Beautiful, you must be tired, because you’ve been running through my mind all night long.”
Sha Gojyo should have frowned when the woman began to laugh to hard that she was forced to cling to the bar to stay upright, but he didn’t. He expected the reaction, actually. And he encouraged it, handing out another cheesy pick line, then a joke. In the time it took for his drinks to be handed over, Gojyo was cheerfully slipping the woman’s address into his pocket. With a wink and a promise to see her later, he took the tray full of drinks and headed back to his booth.
There sat three other men. The blond snagged a beer off the tray even before Gojyo could sit down, earning a glare from the redhead. The man only smirked.
“You bastard,” growled Gojyo, “can’t you at least have the decency to at least say thank you?”
The blond, Genjo Sanzo, arched a brow. “Not to anyone who uses lines that bad.” He paused, taking a sip of his beer. “It may just be pink-haired idiots, though.”
“PINK HAIR!”
As the spat continued, another man at the table decided to help himself as well. Cho Hakkai smiled at the antics of his friends as he reached over to take the tiny bottle of sake that sat on the tray. After he secured his prize, he let Gojyo snag his own beer before pushing the tray towards the fourth member of their group.
Son Goku frowned slightly at the soda that sat in front of him. He really wanted to try some sake, but since he was underage the answer had been a firm no. Gojyo had offered to buy him a beer, but Goku had disinclined even before Sanzo had smacked the redhead across the back of the head with a newspaper. Beer just smelt nasty.
Between his inability to buy alcohol legally, and Hakkai’s strange taste in drinks, they had come to the Chang’An club. Rather small, it was also the only club in town that allowed teenagers in its doors.
The fact that was in walking distance of Gojyo and Hakkai’s apartment, and the house he and Sanzo stayed was also a bonus.
“Anyway, I got her address, and I’ll be enjoying myself soon.” Gojyo leered at Sanzo. “What about you, Ice Princess?”
Both Hakkai and Goku flinched as Gojyo began to needle Sanzo about his ‘delicate looks.’ The blond hated the fact that many people considered him ‘beautiful,’ and Gojyo used that to his advantage. At least until the newspaper connected with his skull. Hard.
“Abusing the help again, Sanzo?”
The comment was the only warning they got before four more bodies wedged their way into the corner booth. Somehow, Yaone ended up between Hakkai and Kougaiji, Doku sat next to Sanzo, and Lirin found a comfortable seat on Sanzo’s lap. Sanzo did not look too thrilled with that, but they were in a public place, and he didn’t want to deal with the consequences of hitting the girl with his newspaper.
“What the hell are you doing here?” Sanzo snapped as he shift, trying to find a comfortable position with a lap full of teenage girl. It didn’t help that next to him, Goku was radiating pissed-off vibes.
Kougaiji shrugged. “We were in the area, and it’s been a long day. Thought we’d stop by, and since Lirin’s underage….”
The girl turned enough to stick her tongue out at her brother, and then leaned comfortably against Sanzo. A vein began to throb visibly on Sanzo’s temple, earning a snicker from Gojyo. Gojyo himself had finally given up trying to understand exactly how two people had suddenly settled between him and Hakkai, and decided to steal Sanzo’s beer while the man was unable to defend it.
Unfortunately for him, he forgot about Goku, who came quite close to setting the heavy glass his soda had come in on Gojyo’s reaching hand. The redhead yelped and snatched his hand back.
“Bakasaru! Watch it!”
“I’m not a monkey, you ero kappa!”
“You look like a monkey, talk like a monkey, and smell like one. That makes you a monkey!”
Lirin shifted, anticipating Sanzo’s reaction to the arguing.
THWAP! THWAP!
Then she leaned back against the blond as Gojyo and Goku whined about their new lumps. She also stole Goku’s soda, much more successfully than Gojyo’s attempt. Goku, once he noticed, gave her a glare.
“Excuse me,” the waitress who served most of the place said quietly as she stopped next to the table. She set two glasses down. One in front of Sanzo, the other in front of Goku. Goku’s was, once again, soda, but Sanzo’s had some rather high quality vodka in it. “From the ladies at the bar.” Two women waved at them.
And so it began. The fight had drawn people’s attention, and none of the group really had to pay for another drink. Sanzo and Kougaiji had both grumbled, disliking the entire concept of charity, but it didn’t stop either of them from taking the alcohol. And, somehow, the entire situation degraded into a drinking contest between all those able. Even Yaone and Hakkai joined in, but Goku suspected that it was more to join in than to actually get drunk. So far, he had never seen either of them intoxicated. Highly irritating.
So that was how Goku ended up with a drunken Sanzo weaving next to him in the wee hours of the morning. Of course, Hakkai had to deal with Gojyo, and Yaone and Lirin had the joy of a drunk Kougaiji and Doku, who outweighed them both.
At least Sanzo was conscious. Much better than Gojyo, who had taken his brother’s involvement in their game as a personal challenge. Something Doku had also felt. Before the game had broken up for good, both brothers were unconscious on the table. Goku was going to razz the hell out of Gojyo for that little stunt. It was going to be great.
The trip home only involved three incidents of keeping Sanzo from falling, and one instance of growling at some random stranger who looked as if they were about to make a pass at Sanzo. It was really for the other person’s own good. Goku only growled at them, Sanzo would have taken a shot at them. It frightened Goku somewhat to think that Sanzo could legally carry his gun in this condition. Not that Sanzo’s aim got any worse; it was still the same pin-point accuracy that had helped him pass several tests. It was the fact that people were much more likely to hit on Sanzo. And that never led to anything good.
They finally made it home, though, and Goku was quite happy to let Sanzo in. The stairs were a bit trickier, but the pair also made it up those. Goku paused at the doorway of Sanzo’s room, making sure that the blond didn’t break his neck getting to the bed. Once Sanzo had hit the mattress, Goku turned away.
“Oi, Goku.”
Turning back, Goku looked at his caregiver. Violet eyes were half open, and they were fixed on Goku, burning with a strange intensity.
“Come ‘ere.”
That was a highly unusual order, but Goku only hesitated for a moment. Then he picked his way around the various furniture in the room and made his way to Sanzo’s side. He crouched next to the bed, gold eyes level with violet. “Yah?”
Whatever he expected, a strong hand closing on his shirt was not it. Nor was being yanked into the bed itself. With a yelp, Goku stumbled forward, somehow landing on the bed without anything being destroyed of injured in anyway.
The heat of Sanzo’s body warmed Goku’s skin as Sanzo wrapped his arms about the smaller boy, pulling him close. Somehow, he managed to get both of them into a semi-comfortable position, with his head buried in the crook of Goku’s neck. “Warm.”
Sanzo, Goku decided, was extremely drunk. There was no way that this was going to happen otherwise. Testing the grip Sanzo had on his, Goku realized he wasn’t going to go anywhere at the moment. Not without waking Sanzo, who had already dozed off, and having a rather interesting fight.
So what the hell was he suppose to do with a drunken Sanzo?
Your first meeting didn't go so well, though it was
amusing. XD The 'seme' figure was living the
most boring life until the 'uke' figure came
along and brought along such mischief that his
life was no longer boring at all! There is some
yelling involved, but it's only because he
cares. The 'seme' figure is going to be very
protective, so don't be too surprised if he
expresses relief in finding out you're okay
with a good whack or two...
Which Saiyuki Pairing Are You? (Revised)
brought to you by Quizilla
Your relationship is an odd one, surely. You both
clash, but it's hard to explain how. One of you
is easily irritated and abusive, while the
other is whiny and always asking questions. A
lot of people seem to see you as a typical D&S
pairing, and one of you always seems to be
turned into a fragile girl in fanfics, thus
rendering you often out-of-character. However,
in character, you have a special bond that
seems impossible to break... though you
wouldn't dare tell anyone, would you?
Which Saiyuki Pairing Are You? (Revised)
brought to you by Quizilla
elvaronYay! Fellowslash is going fairly well. Have gotten going on it. And we've got a lot to do before August. If anyone is reading this, check us out. Fellowslash is a LotR slash convention I started a few years ago. www.fellowslash.org is the address, check us out.
Been a nerveracking day, today has been. Got a call from my mom to tell me that I might end up being an aunt again in the next few days. My brother and his wife are expecting, only there have been some problems with the baby. Now the doctors are saying that the earlier they have the baby, the better chance it has of survival. So there may be a C-section done in the next day or so. Kinda scary. Got this call during the middle of the day, so I fidgeted about it all night. Not to mention that people can smell when you have new information. My brother and I work at the same place, and people hit me up for information instead of him for two reasons.
One: they don't want to upset my brother. Okay, perfectly reasonable, but I'm ready to stage a crying fit just so they leave me alone. This whole situation has been stressful for me as well, since I have to play strong one for my brother and my mom, too. She's playing strong for my brother, and I get to be there for her to lean on. *fidgets* Ready to scream. If nothing else, I'm most likely have a breakdown at a friend's. It'll freak them out, but at least they won't have the additional stress of having a personal link to it.
Two: my brother has to be the most useless source of information ever. You ask him a question and you get a single word answer. No wonder people come to me. I get my info from my mom, who get's it from my brother's wife. I swear, without women in this world, nobody would know anything.
And the way I'm dealing with stress it to write. At least it keeps me occupied with something besides sharp objects. My arms are scarred up enough as it is.
Anyway, here's the rough draft of my latest thing. Tell me what you think. It's Saiyuki, yet another one in a kinda modern setting. When, I have no clue.
Snippet
“Beautiful, you must be tired, because you’ve been running through my mind all night long.”
Sha Gojyo should have frowned when the woman began to laugh to hard that she was forced to cling to the bar to stay upright, but he didn’t. He expected the reaction, actually. And he encouraged it, handing out another cheesy pick line, then a joke. In the time it took for his drinks to be handed over, Gojyo was cheerfully slipping the woman’s address into his pocket. With a wink and a promise to see her later, he took the tray full of drinks and headed back to his booth.
There sat three other men. The blond snagged a beer off the tray even before Gojyo could sit down, earning a glare from the redhead. The man only smirked.
“You bastard,” growled Gojyo, “can’t you at least have the decency to at least say thank you?”
The blond, Genjo Sanzo, arched a brow. “Not to anyone who uses lines that bad.” He paused, taking a sip of his beer. “It may just be pink-haired idiots, though.”
“PINK HAIR!”
As the spat continued, another man at the table decided to help himself as well. Cho Hakkai smiled at the antics of his friends as he reached over to take the tiny bottle of sake that sat on the tray. After he secured his prize, he let Gojyo snag his own beer before pushing the tray towards the fourth member of their group.
Son Goku frowned slightly at the soda that sat in front of him. He really wanted to try some sake, but since he was underage the answer had been a firm no. Gojyo had offered to buy him a beer, but Goku had disinclined even before Sanzo had smacked the redhead across the back of the head with a newspaper. Beer just smelt nasty.
Between his inability to buy alcohol legally, and Hakkai’s strange taste in drinks, they had come to the Chang’An club. Rather small, it was also the only club in town that allowed teenagers in its doors.
The fact that was in walking distance of Gojyo and Hakkai’s apartment, and the house he and Sanzo stayed was also a bonus.
“Anyway, I got her address, and I’ll be enjoying myself soon.” Gojyo leered at Sanzo. “What about you, Ice Princess?”
Both Hakkai and Goku flinched as Gojyo began to needle Sanzo about his ‘delicate looks.’ The blond hated the fact that many people considered him ‘beautiful,’ and Gojyo used that to his advantage. At least until the newspaper connected with his skull. Hard.
“Abusing the help again, Sanzo?”
The comment was the only warning they got before four more bodies wedged their way into the corner booth. Somehow, Yaone ended up between Hakkai and Kougaiji, Doku sat next to Sanzo, and Lirin found a comfortable seat on Sanzo’s lap. Sanzo did not look too thrilled with that, but they were in a public place, and he didn’t want to deal with the consequences of hitting the girl with his newspaper.
“What the hell are you doing here?” Sanzo snapped as he shift, trying to find a comfortable position with a lap full of teenage girl. It didn’t help that next to him, Goku was radiating pissed-off vibes.
Kougaiji shrugged. “We were in the area, and it’s been a long day. Thought we’d stop by, and since Lirin’s underage….”
The girl turned enough to stick her tongue out at her brother, and then leaned comfortably against Sanzo. A vein began to throb visibly on Sanzo’s temple, earning a snicker from Gojyo. Gojyo himself had finally given up trying to understand exactly how two people had suddenly settled between him and Hakkai, and decided to steal Sanzo’s beer while the man was unable to defend it.
Unfortunately for him, he forgot about Goku, who came quite close to setting the heavy glass his soda had come in on Gojyo’s reaching hand. The redhead yelped and snatched his hand back.
“Bakasaru! Watch it!”
“I’m not a monkey, you ero kappa!”
“You look like a monkey, talk like a monkey, and smell like one. That makes you a monkey!”
Lirin shifted, anticipating Sanzo’s reaction to the arguing.
THWAP! THWAP!
Then she leaned back against the blond as Gojyo and Goku whined about their new lumps. She also stole Goku’s soda, much more successfully than Gojyo’s attempt. Goku, once he noticed, gave her a glare.
“Excuse me,” the waitress who served most of the place said quietly as she stopped next to the table. She set two glasses down. One in front of Sanzo, the other in front of Goku. Goku’s was, once again, soda, but Sanzo’s had some rather high quality vodka in it. “From the ladies at the bar.” Two women waved at them.
And so it began. The fight had drawn people’s attention, and none of the group really had to pay for another drink. Sanzo and Kougaiji had both grumbled, disliking the entire concept of charity, but it didn’t stop either of them from taking the alcohol. And, somehow, the entire situation degraded into a drinking contest between all those able. Even Yaone and Hakkai joined in, but Goku suspected that it was more to join in than to actually get drunk. So far, he had never seen either of them intoxicated. Highly irritating.
So that was how Goku ended up with a drunken Sanzo weaving next to him in the wee hours of the morning. Of course, Hakkai had to deal with Gojyo, and Yaone and Lirin had the joy of a drunk Kougaiji and Doku, who outweighed them both.
At least Sanzo was conscious. Much better than Gojyo, who had taken his brother’s involvement in their game as a personal challenge. Something Doku had also felt. Before the game had broken up for good, both brothers were unconscious on the table. Goku was going to razz the hell out of Gojyo for that little stunt. It was going to be great.
The trip home only involved three incidents of keeping Sanzo from falling, and one instance of growling at some random stranger who looked as if they were about to make a pass at Sanzo. It was really for the other person’s own good. Goku only growled at them, Sanzo would have taken a shot at them. It frightened Goku somewhat to think that Sanzo could legally carry his gun in this condition. Not that Sanzo’s aim got any worse; it was still the same pin-point accuracy that had helped him pass several tests. It was the fact that people were much more likely to hit on Sanzo. And that never led to anything good.
They finally made it home, though, and Goku was quite happy to let Sanzo in. The stairs were a bit trickier, but the pair also made it up those. Goku paused at the doorway of Sanzo’s room, making sure that the blond didn’t break his neck getting to the bed. Once Sanzo had hit the mattress, Goku turned away.
“Oi, Goku.”
Turning back, Goku looked at his caregiver. Violet eyes were half open, and they were fixed on Goku, burning with a strange intensity.
“Come ‘ere.”
That was a highly unusual order, but Goku only hesitated for a moment. Then he picked his way around the various furniture in the room and made his way to Sanzo’s side. He crouched next to the bed, gold eyes level with violet. “Yah?”
Whatever he expected, a strong hand closing on his shirt was not it. Nor was being yanked into the bed itself. With a yelp, Goku stumbled forward, somehow landing on the bed without anything being destroyed of injured in anyway.
The heat of Sanzo’s body warmed Goku’s skin as Sanzo wrapped his arms about the smaller boy, pulling him close. Somehow, he managed to get both of them into a semi-comfortable position, with his head buried in the crook of Goku’s neck. “Warm.”
Sanzo, Goku decided, was extremely drunk. There was no way that this was going to happen otherwise. Testing the grip Sanzo had on his, Goku realized he wasn’t going to go anywhere at the moment. Not without waking Sanzo, who had already dozed off, and having a rather interesting fight.
So what the hell was he suppose to do with a drunken Sanzo?
Your first meeting didn't go so well, though it was
amusing. XD The 'seme' figure was living the
most boring life until the 'uke' figure came
along and brought along such mischief that his
life was no longer boring at all! There is some
yelling involved, but it's only because he
cares. The 'seme' figure is going to be very
protective, so don't be too surprised if he
expresses relief in finding out you're okay
with a good whack or two...
Which Saiyuki Pairing Are You? (Revised)
brought to you by Quizilla
Your relationship is an odd one, surely. You both
clash, but it's hard to explain how. One of you
is easily irritated and abusive, while the
other is whiny and always asking questions. A
lot of people seem to see you as a typical D&S
pairing, and one of you always seems to be
turned into a fragile girl in fanfics, thus
rendering you often out-of-character. However,
in character, you have a special bond that
seems impossible to break... though you
wouldn't dare tell anyone, would you?
Which Saiyuki Pairing Are You? (Revised)
brought to you by Quizilla
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