Disclaimer: These characters aren't mine, only the story is.

Title: Purple on Purple

Fandom: Saiyuki x Yami no Matsuei

Rating: PG13 as for now because of certain hints, but will be R soon.

((Thanks to Writtenwords and Kailyssia for reviewing! To Kailyssia: Ehm, I guess I didn't really think so much about his past coz I was really trying to make them a good pairing, hehe. Once again, honto ni gomenasai for the delay. But it was worth preparing for it, we won 2nd place in the darn contest! Here you go, chapter four!))

PURPLE ON PURPLE – Pondering

Something so wrong shouldn't feel this good! Something snapped inside Hisoka and he immediately drew away from the redhead. Gojyo was plainly surprised at the reaction. He was almost getting too turned on. And although it hurt, he let his partner stand up and brush off the forest dirt clinging on to him. "Not now, Gojyo," came a flustered reply.

You can't let this one get away, Goj. And he let the moment pass. With that, he leaned back and watched the blonde's fluid movements, how he was straightening his shirt, how his hand came up to his face every now and then to flick away a stray strand of hair, how his full red lips were pursed together in concentration.

"All done?"

Hisoka gave a tiny smile and extended a hand to the redhead, who obliged and pulled himself up. They walked hand-in-hand for a short while, with Gojyo leading the way.

That's all for now. I can bear to touch his hand. That's it. No more kissing, no more snuggling. He better keep his caution if he wants me to stay. Hisoka eyed Gojyo automatically, as if sending out a warning.

This is it. I will not initiate anything anymore. This is as far as it goes, from now on, I will only react to whatever he does first. Did you see his face, Gojyo? Hope it wasn't disgust when you pulled him closer. Gojyo got the warning alright, for he wasn't about to commit any stupid mistakes.

And soon, the sound of shuffling of feet reached the small camp and Hakkai instinctively jumped back to his part of the bed and pretended to sleep, even giving off a slight snore for better effect. A redhead pushed open the thin tent-door, and pulled in a blonde. Hakkai continued his fake-sleep, listening urgently for any sign of just.. anything. To his surprise, and later dismay, the two newcomers settled in Gojyo's bed, lying side by side. Why in the world is Sanzo sleeping with him when he has his own bed right over here?

Determined to bring Sanzo back to his own bed, he focused his thoughts on a small energy ball which he threw at the pots and pans arranged carefully in one corner of the tent. There was a loud crash, and the metalware lay cluttered on the ground. And then he pretended to suddenly wake up because of the noise. "What the…"

He turned to his right and saw Gojyo looking around for the cause of the noise as well. The blonde was still beside him, curled up and facing away from Hakkai. He distorted his face into that of disgust, and pointed at the blonde. "What in the world is Sanzo doing there!"

The look Gojyo gave him was indescribable. That's the look of surprise. But there's guilt too. Did they do something? Oh no.. I'm gonna kill him. But..

"Calm down, Cho Hakkai. That's not Sanzo."

"Oh really?" He gave him the most smug look he could muster.

"Really. Gods, you must be delirious."

"You're the one who's gone mad. Why are you denying the fact that Sanzo is lying there next to you?"

"Coz that's not Sanzo!"

A squinting Hisoka whirled around and grinned sheepishly.

((Finally, this chapter's done! For any suggestions (cause I do NEED them), comments, or what-have-you, please leave a review! Thanks!)))