A Saiyuki fan fiction by Iapetus
Disclaimer: I don't own Saiyuki.
Author's Note: Written for the wishkisses LJ community - a community that challenges its writers to pick a pairing given by someone else and write either 250 words or 300. I picked Ranalore's request of Konzen/Goujun at 300 words, and this is the result. Feedback appreciated.
Konzen wondered if dragons always had lips that felt like they would burn their lovers. Goujun was subject to the laws of Heaven, so Konzen knew he wouldn't die from the fire. Was it crazy for him to compare it to that? It was more cliché, but Konzen couldn't give a damn at the moment.
He wished he remembered how it happened. He knew that the hallway was a dangerous place to do this. Neither one would – this was a bold move that Kenren might try to pull. But Kenren's lips were for Tenpou only, and Konzen knew by instinct that it wouldn't feel like this.
They were both men of duty – men devoted to their jobs. Konzen hated the paperwork, denied that he minded caring for the monkey, and hated not knowing what was going on. There was something happening in Heaven. Goujun knew more than he. Goujun was not one to be questioned if he was bored with his job.
The kiss was broken; Konzen gasped. Heaven was always warm, but as air traveled back into his mouth, it felt almost cold. The contrast in temperatures of cold seeping into heat made him light-headed. Did all dragons kiss like this, or was it only kings?
Konzen recognized the swagger in the footsteps approaching from around the corner. Goujun did as well, and stepped out of Konzen's personal space. It was then, and only then, that he felt like he could finally breathe. And sure enough, it was Kenren who appeared a moment later.
Kenren is a General because he earned the position, even if his behavior has threatened to get him fired more than once.
Silence, then. "I'll expect that document that we discussed by the end of the day, Konzen Doji."
Konzen nodded. "Of course."