A/N: K so I've been a SonxGo fan for like...well since I watched the first episode pretty much and I've written, maybe three different saiyuki fanfics all consisting of pretty much the same plot line and no ending...and I told myself I wouldn't post anything without finishing it but I figured it was about time I posted something. So anyway...this was originally my first fanfic...ever, so yeah...please don't kill the author for OOC-ness! -runs away to sob in mob-proof shelter-

Teh Disclaimers: I don't own Saiyuki, or any characters of Saiyuki

OH! and don't flame me about 'Eeeh OH NOZ teh man-on-man lurvs!' read the freaking rating! -grumbles-

Chapter 1: One Beer, One Kiss, One Helluva Hangover

Goku's wrists were held above his head as his body was crushed against the door. "S-sanzo, what ar-" He was cut off by lips pressed hard against his own. He gagged on the taste of alcohol as Sanzo released his lips, kissing down his neck instead. The stench of beer on Sanzo's breath was almost unbearable. Panic clawed its way up his throat as he felt a hand slip from his wrists, sliding down his arm leaving goose bumps. The hand slid across his chest, traveling to his waist where it slipped under the fabric and caressed the bare flesh beneath. Goku threw his head back in a silent scream of panic and pleasure as the intrusive hand rubbed at a nipple. His body betrayed him as he shivered at the contact, gasping a moment later as Sanzo bit his neck, sucking at the skin. "S-sanzo…please!"

Sanzo lifted his head to look at the stupid monkey. His eyes widened a fracture and his breath hitched as Goku looked at him with glazed, golden eyes. His eyes fluttered before slipping shut and he took a deep breath, preparing himself. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?" He lunged forward, nose to nose with Sanzo, eyes burning molten gold with confusion and anger. Their breaths mingled and Goku wrinkled his nose in disgust, smelling the sickeningly strong scent of beer.

The only thing that Sanzo's alcohol-influenced mind could comprehend was that Goku was close enough to kiss. If he only moved forward, ever so slightly…suddenly a wave of nausea hit and his vision seemed to tilt. He felt his knees about to buckle and practically fell forward, leaning against Goku. He buried his face further into the crook of Goku's neck, faintly noticing how earthy his young charge smelt as he tried not to be sick.

He let his arms fall around Goku's small waist, pulling him close to keep his balance. He heard Goku yelling at him, felt him trying to push him away. Both seemed so distant, he couldn't even make out what was being said. He turned his head, pressing against Goku's neck as another wave of nausea rolled over him. He pressed his lips against the flushed skin, feeling the hammering beat just below. He sighed, feeling a shiver run through the lithe form pressed against him when suddenly the overwhelming urge to sleep made itself apparent. He swayed where he stood, blackness creeping at the edges of his already blurred sight, and before unconsciousness could take him he pressed his lips to the beautifully tanned, still flushed skin akin to Goku's neck and mumbled the only coherent thought that was able to fight its way through the haze before he promptly passed out in his charges care. "Sorry…"

"Wait Sanzo, Wha-AH Sanzo!?" Goku fell against the door with a grunt, Sanzo limp in his arms. "Sanzo? Hey Sanzo! Wake up dammit!" He tried pushing him away again but even in sleep Sanzo was reluctant to release his hold on Goku. He sighed exasperatedly and dragged the drunk priest to his bed. The blonde's grip remained firm around his waist as he groaned silently. Goku was wondering on how he would get free from the priest's iron grip when Sanzo suddenly pulled at his waist, lurching him forward to sit on the bed as he pulled himself closer, burying his face in Goku's lap. Goku froze, surprised before turning bright red and moving to pull away from the blonde when he looked down and saw, how the moonlight made Sanzo's hair seem to glow ethereally. He held his breath as he let his hand ghost over the almost silver-gold hair. Sanzo mumbled incoherently and nuzzled into the touch. Goku was still in a bit of shock, seeing Sanzo act so...affectionate. And it wasn't until he felt his eyes flutter that he realised that he was stroking the golden hair, his hand flattered in its movement and Sanzo groaned softly, and Goku thought that, maybe, it wasn't so bad if he fell asleep like this.