God and Devil

Devil

By: eternalsailorsolarwind AKA youkai_girl

Disclaimer: Saiyuki and all of its characters are owned by Minekura Kazuya, her Japanese publishers, and Tokyopop. I only play with them for grins and giggles.

A/N: The second and final chapter of this story is from Sanzo's point of view. His take on Goku and their relationship. Sanzo/Goku.

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People called Goku a demon when they saw him. The golden eyes tended to frighten anyone who met the young youkai for the first time. Cursed, they called him. Harbinger of bad luck, they whispered, as if the boy couldn't hear them. Hell, he could hear them, and he was only human.

If only they knew the truth.

Goku might be The Great Sage Equal to Heaven, but he was also pure devil. The young man's propensity for trouble was only exceeded by the size of his stomach, which was saying something. Sanzo sometimes wondered if his lungs could handle the chain smoking that the golden-eyed youkai's scrapes caused.

Worse though, was what Goku did to him, personally. After the murder of his master right before his eyes all those years ago, he'd turned his heart to stone; needing nothing and no one. But that young boy locked away under a mountain touched him anyway, thawing his long-frozen feelings. His former charge forced him to care.

For that, Sanzo would never forgive him.

Glancing down at the head pillowed on his bare chest, the cold-hearted priest wondered how this young devil had wormed his way into the secret places inside him that could still feeling something other than contempt and hate. How he'd made Sanzo forget the last priestly vow he hadn't yet forsaken, finally giving into the desire to claim him. Making those golden eyes shimmer with desire as he fucked him with abandon, while he forgot everyone and everything but the younger lover beneath him was the only way he could stay sane any longer.

Forgiveness was overrated anyway.