I struggled with this for weeks and then suddenly yesterday the rest of it just poured out. I donât know how good it is but thank you for the prompt, and happy birthday!
Sai was very sure they werenât actually supposed to be here; it was well after midnight and the gates around the pool had all been locked. Neither were there any other patrons at the pool nor any lifeguard on duty, but Kankurou had assured him that he knew what he was doing so he followed without question, for now at least.
âCâmon.â Kankurou peeled off his shirt and dove in, so Sai followed suit.
He liked being in the water; the first cool-wet shock and the sense of semi-weightlessness were very pleasant, and the runnels and rivulets cascading over his skin as he surfaced were a sensory experience that he found invigorating.
Despite the desert cooling considerably at night Sunaâs buildings still held the heat of the day, so when Kankurou suggested a midnight swim Sai had readily agreed, and it was in fact as refreshing as his boyfriend had promised.
He hadnât expected theyâd be breaking any rules to accomplish it, however.
Kankurou surfaced directly in front of him and threw his arms around Saiâs neck, pecked him gently on the lips. âFeels good, yeah?â
Sai put one hand on the side of the pool to help keep them both afloat, let the other one rest against Kankurouâs waist. âYou are certain weâre permitted to be here?â
âMmmmmmnope.â Kankurou kissed his chin. âThatâs half of what makes it so fun.â
Sai said nothing, but his doubt must have shown on his face, because Kankurou sighed. âDonât worryâif anyone shows up to yell at us we can be gone in two seconds, right? And weâre not hurtinâ or harminâ anything. Just enjoyinâ a swim together.â His legs were moving, treading water to keep from sinking; he tucked his face into the crook of Saiâs neck and pressed another kiss there. âItâs only an administrative-type rule, not a safety rule. Admin rules I sometimes donât mind breakinâ. Like now.â
âAh.â Sai wasnât entirely convinced but the argument did make a certain kind of sense.
âLook.â Kankurou drew back, grabbed the side of the pool himself, caught Saiâs gaze. âI promise, weâre fine. But if you genuinely donât wanna be here we can go.â
â...Iâll stay,â Sai decided, and flashed a small smile. âIâll follow your lead.â
âOh good,â Kankurou grinned, and abruptly dunked Sai under with no warning.
When Sai came back up again, spluttering, Kankurou was some distance away. âBetcha canât get me back!â he called, grinning; Sai narrowed his gaze and dove forward and Kankurou fled, laughing all the while.
They carried on this way for some time with much chasing and splashing, stealing kisses whenever one of them caught the other, winding down eventually until at long last they found themselves floating together at a depth where they could comfortably touch bottom if needed, catching their breath. Saiâs arms were around Kankurouâs neck and Kankurou held him snug about the waist, their faces close together.
âHaving fun?â Kankurou asked, and his smile was so full of affection that Sai was compelled to kiss it.
âYes,â he replied, content in the warmth of their bodies close together in the cool water, the scent of the pool and the moon reflecting bright against its surface.
âGood,â Kankurou breathed, and then they were kissing again, longer, slower, more intently as the playful mood subsided, gave way to something less innocent.
Eventually they drifted up against the side, undisturbed in their intimacy, Saiâs back to the wall; heâd opened his legs for Kankurou to fit close up in between and when he wrapped them languidly around Kankurouâs body to press him closer, Kankurou made a low, drawn-out sound into the crook of his neck and shoulder.
âMaybe we should head for home now, yeah?â His voice was low and husky, dark with desire, and Sai nodded.
âYes.â
They had sex when they returned to Kankurouâs rooms, intense and urgent, moving together in age-old rhythms until they both were sated; afterward, when the sweat had cooled their bodies and theyâd cleaned up everything that needed it, Sai lay in Kankurouâs bed with Kankurou sleeping nestled comfortably against his chest, reflecting on the merits of the evening spent.
He fell asleep moments later, thoroughly content as Kankurou shifted against him, a soft smile still curving his mouth.
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Prompts from this postâWeight of the World, Good Enough
Hakkai sighed, leaning gently against Jiipu while the little dragon dozed in vehicle form, faint purring noises emanating from under his hood. Hakkai wished he could rest as easily, with as little apparent care, butâ
The sound of a lighter interrupted his thoughts and Gojyo settled next to him, face downturned and cigarette dangling from his lips as the flame caught. Gojyo drew in a breath, pocketing the lighter and blowing a thin veil of smoke into the still morning air.
âOi. Whatâs got you lookinâ all thinky this early, eh?â
Hakkai tipped his head back, taking in the soft color of the sky, letting Gojyo burn down his cigarette a long moment before finally offering an answer by way of his own question.
âHow long have we been on this journey, do you suppose?â
âFuck if I know?â Gojyo rolled his lanky shoulders in a shrug, long red hair spilling forward with the movement. âToo damn long, how about.â
âMmh.â Hakkai crossed his arms, tilted his gaze toward Gojyo. âToo long, yet not long enough it would seem, as weâve yet to reach our destination.â He sighed again, straightened up. âThe fate of the world hanging in the balance, by all accounts, but the four of us with all ourâŠbaggageâweâre meant to save it. Sooner or later.â
âSâwhat I keep hearinâ, yeah.â
âHardly the most sensible option, wouldnât you say? Surely there are trained scholars and warriors better suited to stop whatever is happening in India.â
âBetcha they could get there fasterân our sorry asses, too.â Gojyo took another long drag.
Hakkai sighed again. âSometimes, thenâŠI donât wish to question the workings of the divine. But I canât help wondering why the Sanbutsushin, in their infinite wisdom, decided that we should be the best choice to accomplish the task.â
âAnh, well.â Gojyo drew on his cigarette one last time and flicked the butt into the dirt, crushed it absently under his heel; still leaning on Jiipuâs hood, he slid over until he could bump his hip comfortably against Hakkaiâs. âSomethinâ Iâve picked up âround the card tables over the years: you donât always gotta be the Best.â He draped an arm over Hakkaiâs shoulders, tilted his head and touched his temple briefly to Hakkaiâs. âSometimes you just gotta be Good Enough.â
Hakkai let that sink in, soaking in the warmth of Gojyoâs body alongside his and Gojyoâs casual arm around him, pondering that simple yet profound wisdom; after a moment he allowed himself a tiny laugh, looking back up at the sky which had grown the littlest bit brighter blue in the interim.
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