Remember my Love

Remember my Love
Chapter 3


Son Goku paced through the kitchen looking for some extras to throw on his already overloaded plate. Spotting some cookies he let out a joyful little shout. Than wondered if perhaps Sanzo would enjoy a few of the cookies also along with his tea…that he had forgotten to make. He chastised himself for forgetting something so important. He found a large tray to place his food finds and eventually the tea for Sanzo onto. Maybe if he carried the whole thing upstairs he could convince Sanzo to have something more than tea. He knew that Hakkai was concerned about the blondes' lack of eating and wanted to be helpful. He had carefully watched when Hakkai had made tea. He wanted to make it perfect for Sanzo.

There were times he had missed Gojyo something terrible. He had no one to pick on. Or who picked fights back with him. After Gojyo disappeared the back of the jeep seemed so empty. Just like the place in his heart. Not only had the water sprite been a great sparring partner he had been a close friend, someone he could talk to about things that he was uncomfortable discussing with the others. Like sex. At first he had thought Gojyo would tell him all kinds of disgusting things but it turned out that they had a very interesting, mature conversation. Gojyo had answered all his questions with an absolute straight face meaning he was serious and Goku had been grateful that he was given honest answers. It still was not a subject he thought all that much about, but filed the information away for a later time.

When the tea was ready he picked up the cumbersome tray and began his ascent upstairs. He just about reached the room where Sanzo was sitting with the sleeping half breed when there was a loud scream that startled him so bad that he dropped the tray spilling the contents all over the hallway. The scream sounded once more from the direction he was heading. Forgetting all about the mess he sprinted to the room, threw open the door and stopped when he saw Sanzo holding the shaking red head tightly in his arms.

"Hush, hush now. You're safe and back with me." Sanzo crooned. "I'll never let you go. You're safe with me." He was wiping tears and sweat off the pale face. "I love you. You'll never be away from my side ever again."

He had known there was something going on between the two but managed to keep his natural curiosity at bay. Opting to be happy that they were happy and thought nothing more of it. But to hear Sanzo say those things…it just seemed to make a whole lot more sense. Like why Sanzo had nearly died grieving for Gojyo.

"Goku will you get a cool washcloth for me, please?" Sanzo asked.

"Ahh…oh yeah sure. Hang on."

"Heavens what happened?" Hakkai said from the doorway.

"He had a bad dream." Sanzo stated then continued his crooning to the man in his arms. "I'm sure there will be more like this."

"Here Sanzo, here's the washcloth."

"Thanks." He genteelly wiped it across the tear stained face.

"Do you need anything else Sanzo?"

"Just the tea."

"Okay I'll go make some more."

Hakkai laid a hand on Goku's shoulder. "I'll come with you."

"Thanks Hakkai." The golden eyed boy smiled back at him. "Actually I should clean up this mess." He said when they reached the spilled food and drinks. "You do a better job in the kitchen anyways Hakkai I'll just make more of a mess."

"That's fine Goku I'm sure the innkeeper will be glad someone cleaned it up."

"He said I've been doing a great job with the other things I've been doing for him."

"That's wonderful." He ruffled the mop of hair on the head next to him. "It's good to find things to do to keep occupied when you are waiting." The head under his hand nodded and then pulled away.
"I'm gonna get the broom and mop."

Hakkai nodded and continued onward to the kitchen. Crossing his fingers and hoping that the mess was minimal he entered the kitchen. Breathing a sigh of relief he discovered that Goku had been careful and had left it nearly spotless. "He's growing up so much." He thought to himself.

He decided to make some soup also in hope of getting both men in the room to eat something. At this point he would be happy if they ate anything. Carefully gathering the ingredients he discovered that he had enough for the innkeeper and the rest of the staff. Content that he was being helpful he set about making a pot of tea and even some sweets for later.

Upstairs Goku was busy mopping when the room door opened and Sanzo leaned out. "Hey monkey?"

"Yeah Sanzo?"

"I'm out of smokes get me another pack."

"'Kay but just let me finish this little bit here."

Sanzo nodded and closed the door once more. "He seems a little happier." Goku thought to himself. With the last few swipes of the mop he began to hum. Sanzo was ordering him around again and Hakkai was happy and busy in the kitchen. The world seemed to be coming back together. The past two years had been hard for the energetic young man.

Sanzo had ordered him around but he was more cruel and sullen. And Hakkai was so sad even though he still smiled all the time. Goku had been heartbroken also but his natural high spirits kept him from sinking into a deep depression like the other two. He had done everything in his power to try to cheer them up but it had been like trying to get a stone wall to laugh. Some times he got so frustrated he would go off to the woods so he could beat the living daylights out of some inanimate objects.

Once he ran into Kougaiji and they beat the stuffing out of each other. Sanzo had yelled at him and Hakkai had been very upset so now he just beat up rocks and trees.

That day…two years ago. He had not even noticed that anything was wrong until it was all over. He was busy fighting Kougaiji. He noticed the castle being surrounded with the scriptures, everything went poof then Sanzo was screaming Gojyo's name over and over until he passed out. Yaone had to explain everything to him.

He spent the next several hours huddled in a corner crying his heart out. Hakkai had tried to comfort him, but he too was grief stricken and would end up with tears in his own eyes. Even Kougaiji had tried to console him but he had his hands full with Gojyo's older brother. Friends and enemies alike were saddened by the loss of the vibrant half breed. They spent days digging through the rubble only to come up empty handed. They had finally crawled into the jeep and began to head east.

A year past and nothing had changed. Sanzo remained silent in the front seat. Hakkai's smile had gotten more fake and even Hakuryu seemed depressed.

Then the rumors started. And everyone came to life again.