I wrote this a while ago. It's part of a little trilogy, so hold out for the next two, I'll upload them later. I 3 Tasuki/Chichiri. My fave pairing of all time.

Warnings: Yaoi Lemon

Disclaimer: No own Fushigi Yuugi, Savvy?

Chichiri sat by the river perfectly still, listening to the sounds of the rippling water beneath him. His legs were crossed and his hands were parallel from his chest, right hand slightly above the other as he concentrated on his energy flowing through him. His eyes were closed, his breathing was level, and his blue hair blew slightly in the wind. He was at perfect peace. Until he heard a loud thud behind him. He grimaced under his mask, and turned his head to see who it was. He was not surprised.

"HEY, CHICHIRI!" Tasuki smashed his hand onto his friend's shoulder and waved with the other, smiling his fanged smile goofily. "What's up?"

Chichiri couldn't help but smirk under his mask at his crazy friend. "Nothing much," Chichiri spoke. "I was just meditating, no da."

"Oh…" Tasuki nodded, taking his hands and putting them slowly around the back of his head, feeling suddenly guilty about ruining his friend's concentration. Tasuki then got an idea. "Uh… do ya mind if I join ya, then? Two chis are better than one, huh?"

"Not at all, no da," Chichiri nodded, allowing Tasuki to sit beside him. Tasuki imitated the monk's feet and hands to the best of his ability and closed his eyes, squeezing them shut and tightening his face.

Chichiri snickered and put his hand on his friend's shoulder, waiting for Tasuki's eyes to open. "Don't tense your body, no da," he explained, fixing the bandit's hands and back. "Breathe in deeply and slowly. Just focus on your center: your chi."

"My chi…" Tasuki comprehended in his mind. He closed his eyes slowly and breathed deeply, letting his chest rise and fall to the rhythm of his breathing.

Chichiri nodded silently at the bandit then returned to his own meditation.

Tasuki listened to Chichiri's breathing. He tried to mimic it, and before he knew it their breaths were moving as one. He tried very hard to focus on his chi, but it was complicated whenever he tuned in to Chichiri. In his mind he thought of the cerulean-haired monk beneath him, breathing heavily to the rhythm of his own…

"Damnit," Tasuki thought. "Stop that! Focus on your chi, Damnit! Focus!" Tasuki was not winning the battle with his brain. He struggled so hard to stop thinking of Chichiri that way that he began tensing up, glowing as he did so. Then the chi flew across the river, making Chichiri open his remaining eye in surprise, watching Tasuki as he bent over.

"Are you all right?" Chichiri asked as he leaned over to pick up his friend, taking his hand, the other hand rubbing his back.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." Tasuki nodded, rubbing his head and opening his eyes, realizing that his hand was in Chichiri's. He looked down at their hands, then into Chichiri's mask.

Tasuki couldn't stop his hand from removing the mask, Chichiri's exposed face shrouded with surprise and confusion. Tasuki ran his hand over his friend's smooth cheek, forcing his mahogany eye to look up into his golden ones. Chichiri became even more surprised when Tasuki placed a tender kiss on his lips while holding his hand. But Chichiri finally gave into the kiss, allowing his one red-brown eye to flutter closed, his fingers curling around Tasuki's.

Tasuki smiled wryly against the kiss. His tongue lashed out over the monk's bottom lip pleading for entrance. Chichiri let his mouth open, their tongues sliding against each other in a timeless dance. Chichiri moaned in Tasuki's mouth, letting his free hand to run up Tasuki's arm and land on his shoulder.

Needing air, Tasuki broke the kiss, looking into his partner's eye. Chichiri blushed, turning his gaze away.

"Tasuki, I don't know about this." The monk thought out loud. He had been denying himself of these emotions for so long, he didn't like he deserved them, not from him. Tasuki took both of his friend's hands this time.

"Don't worry, Chiri," the bandit whispered reassuringly. "You can trust me." Tasuki put his hands on either side of Chichiri's face, pulling him in for a passionate kiss once more. Chichiri couldn't help but give in to Tasuki's fiery kiss. He put his hands on Tasuki's waist, pulling him in to meet his body with his own. It was Tasuki's turn to be surprised, but he realized that Chichiri must not be so worried anymore. This eased the bandit, letting the monk's tongue graze his own savagely. The monk let out a moan when he felt strong hands removing his robe and shirt, letting the material slowly slide down the monk's well-toned chest and arms. Tasuki pulled away to take in Chichiri's beautiful body, with both his eyes and hands. His skilled fingers danced over his friend's skin. Chichiri moaned again, rolling his head back in pleasure.

The red-head smiled coyly at Chichiri's expression while taking off his own top, quickly pulling it off from behind his neck. Chichiri stared at Tasuki's muscular body while widening his legs, allowing the bandit to crawl between them to plant another kiss on his lips. Tasuki gently placed his blue-haired friend on the grass, positioning himself between Chichiri's legs.

Tasuki permitted his partner to run his hands over his chest and around to his back, massaging him gently. Tasuki groaned, letting his mouth open to expose his sharp fangs. Chichiri smiled, loving the fact that he could make the fire warrior cry in passion. He pulled his lover closer to him, skin on skin, heart on heart. Tasuki dropped his gaze to Chichiri's, swiftly putting his hand behind the monk's head, removing the ribbon that tied his sapphire hair back. The bandit moved his hand through Chichiri's fallen threads of hair, Chichiri closing his eye and smiling warmly.

"Two chis are better than one," Tasuki repeated softly. Chichiri nodded in agreement.

"I see what you meant by that now, no da," Chichiri replied, pulling his lover down for another deep kiss. Tasuki began to untie the sash that held up Chichiri's pants, waiting for his partner to object. When he didn't, he continued, pulling the pants off completely.

Tasuki's sharp eyes probed Chichiri's perfect body, starting from his feet up to his handsome face. He found his body to resemble that of a porcelain doll, delicate and fragile, and careful to touch. Then his eyes fixed on the scar on Chichiri's left eye. He leaned down and kissed it, not wanting Chichiri to feel insecure about how he looked. To Tasuki, he was the most beautiful man he had ever seen, scar or not, and he wanted him to know that. Chichiri appreciated the chivalrous gesture of the fire-haired man, understanding not to show any signs of worry, for he didn't feel any.

Chichiri laid there, legs spread to show off his large member, hands wrapped around his abs, auburn eye fixed passionately onto his lover's. Tasuki couldn't believe he was seeing this side of Chichiri, but he didn't mind at all. He started to remove his own pants, kicking them away with his foot before positioning himself in between Chichiri's legs again. Their impressive members stroked against each other, both men moaning loudly, their passion echoing through the woods and into the river.

"Are you ready, Chiri?" Tasuki said huskily into his lover's ear. Chichiri nodded, pulling the red-head up to look him square in the face.

"I've never been more ready, Tasuki," Chichiri said heart-warmingly. Tasuki nodded, lifting up Chichiri's right leg to prepare him.

Chichiri let out a cry as Tasuki entered him slowly, Tasuki being careful not to hurt him too much. When he was all the way inside his lover he paused for a minute, letting Chichiri's walls accommodate to the intrusion. When the blue-haired man was ready he pushed up his hips, urging the red-head to continue.

"Ungh… Tasuki…" Chichiri cried out when the bandit moved in and out of him, finding a steady rhythm that suited both of them. Their bodies glistened with sweat in the sunlight as they moved against each other. Their chis also glowed from within them, getting brighter with each thrust.

Tasuki was in sheer bliss. He had never experienced anything like this before; being so close to someone he loved so dearly.

Love… love. It seemed to fit, didn't it? Otherwise, why would he be doing this? Why would he be so intimate with someone? Why would he care for that someone so much that he would die for him? This was love, he knew. There was no denying it.

Tasuki went faster, bringing his hand down between them to stroke Chichiri's hard erection, making the cerulean-haired monk writhe beneath him. "A-ah! Uhhhh… Tasuki!" Chichiri screamed in total ecstasy, throwing his head back and arching his back off the ground.

"Chichiri…" Tasuki brought his mouth down to Chichiri's neck, kissing and biting the tender flesh with his fangs. Chichiri mewled in pleasure at the attention that he was being given.

"Tasuki, I'm… uhhh…" Chichiri said between thrusts. He cried out one final time before releasing himself onto his lover's stomach.

"Chichiri!" Tasuki shouted, releasing into the blue-haired man. He collapsed on top of his partner, both men breathing deeply to regain their normal heartbeats. When they got their breathing back to normal, Tasuki pulled out of Chichiri, the monk moaning one final time. The bandit sat up, moving over to the monk's side, stroking his hair lovingly.

"Chichiri, that was… magnificent," Tasuki said, gazing at Chichiri through calm, golden eyes. Chichiri blushed slightly at the comment, then sat up to face his lover.

"Yes, it was," Chichiri said, the blush seceding from his face. He opened his eye in slight surprise when Tasuki hugged him, pulling him in really close, his hands running down his back.

"Chichiri, I… I love you, Chichiri." Tasuki proclaimed in his lover's ear, squeezing him tightly as he did.

Chichiri's eye widened at those words. He hadn't heard them since… since… almost forever. But he was sure, without a doubt, that Tasuki really meant it. He could feel it to be true. Chichiri pulled away from Tasuki, looking into his love struck eyes. He moved his hand up to caress his fiery lover's cheek.

"I love you, too, Tasuki." The monk said. Tasuki smiled his goofy fanged smile again and Chichiri smiled too, pulling each other in for one last passionate kiss before getting dressed and heading back to the village.