Dreaming

Dreaming, by Dharmaserenity

Pairing(s): Hakkai x Gojyo

Disclaimers : the characters of Saiyuki are copyrighted to
Kazuya Minekura, used without permission and no money is being made from the following fanfic

Rating: NC-17 or 18+

Warnings : m/m sex, graphic sex, violence

Spoilers : This takes place some time after the anime Gensomaden Saiyuki ends

Feedback : Please let me know what you think.


Hakkai finished dealing the cards. He looked at his hand and then threw in two chips.


Gojyo grinned around a cigarette. “I’ll see your bet and raise you twenty.”


Hakkai squint smiled. “Oh, well, I’m all out of money. I’ll have to fold then.”


Gojyo eyed him with impatience. “Oh, come on, Hakkai. I’m bored. I’ll spot you a few bucks.”


Hakkai shook his head and stood up, taking as many of the dirty glasses as he could carry with him to the sink. “Sorry, but
I already owe Sanzo five dollars from earlier.” Hakkai stretched. “Well, it’s time I headed off to bed. We’ve got to
head out early so don’t stay up too late.”


Hakkai headed upstairs and changed into a roomy pair of pants and a slightly oversized shirt before climbing into bed. He
removed his monacle and placed it on the bedside table before lying down and turning onto his side.


As he settled down, Hakkai let his mind drift over the memory of Kanan as he did every night before closing his eyes and
letting sleep take him.


~*~*~*


Gojyo was in the midst of smoking his third cigarette since Hakkai left and playing a game of war against himself, when
finally, becoming fed up, he flipped the entire deck of cards outward, arcing them as he lazily watched them flutter to
the floor. Goyjo stubbed out the cigarette and went over to the window.


It wasn’t just boredom.


“I need a woman.”


The trouble was, he had one just the other night, at the last town they passed through. And she was an energetic gal that
kept him up all night. It was not as if these moments had been coming by too often, what with Sanzo wanting to keep good
time on the road, so he’d been finding a way to cope with less and less encounters with the opposite sex. He had to.


So he didn’t understand what the problem was on this particular evening. He didn’t normally have a problem until at least 4
or 5 days had passed without a woman.


So what was bothering him this time?


“Shut up.”


Gojyo had been saying that to himself a lot lately, especially on long, lonely nights when going to sleep wasn’t an option,
or if sleep merely eluded him. Each time, a persistent voice would spring up from deep within his psyche, suggesting
things that he didn’t have the guts to face.


The voice was particularly persistent on nights he spent time alone with Hakkai.


Gojyo paced, trying to work the thoughts out of his system through exercise. It was as if the thoughts were new each time,
but then Gojyo would remember that he had these thoughts before, and had only tamped them down in an effort to not think
about them. But the thoughts came unbidden anyway.


“Fuck it.”


Gojyo headed upstairs, pulling off his flimsy red tank top and removing the bandana from his hair. He snuck into the room
he shared with Hakkai and pulled off the rest of his clothes.


Gojyo turned around and stared down at Hakkai, seeing from the steady rise and fall of his chest, that his friend was sound
asleep. Gojyo’s half demon eyes, as they easily made out the movement in the dark, fixated on that rise and fall.


Gojyo swallowed, his throat clicking audibly, before he climbed onto the bed with Hakkai. Gojyo stared down at Hakkai’s face,
finding it soft, pleasant... and wanting to trace his fingertips over it.


Gojyo gently pulled the covers away, Hakkai stirring only slightly at the careful movement. Gojyo dared to lift Hakkai’s
loose, blue shirt, staring at the scar on his soft abdomen, then decided to finally wake up his friend by sliding both of
his hands up under the shirt. He moved the material upward as his hands slid across warm, soft skin. Gojyo stared down at
Hakkai’s exposed flesh, and felt his body’s own arousal begin to kick to life.


Hakkai let out a soft moan in his sleep, and Gojyo, his heart thumping and feeling as if it were in his throat, leaned down
and gently traced his lips against Hakkai’s. A little thrill shivered through him when he felt Hakkai’s lips respond to
his kiss. He parted his lips and slid his tongue inside to take a sweet taste.


Hakkai responded automatically, enjoying Gojyo’s kiss before doing a little exploring of his own. He traced Gojyo’s teeth
with the tip of his tongue, before licking the roof of Goyjo’s mouth.


Then Hakkai’s eyes opened in shock as he panted for breath, his heart hammering away in his chest. Hakkai turned his head,
and looked over at Gojyo’s sleeping form in the bed across the room. Hakkai’s hand came up from under the covers to trace
his own lips, as if he could will back the phantom sensation of his friend’s lips upon his own.


It was just a dream -- another one.


Hakkai turned to face the ceiling once more, one side of his vision blurred, causing his eyes pain. He had to close his
eyes or he would get a headache from the uneven vision.


Hakkai thought about the dreams he had been having over the last two weeks. He didn’t understand them, and they made him
feel so alone. The dreams were growing more and more frequent, and as troubling as they were, he was unable to share his
worries and burdens with his friends, for obvious reasons. Hakkai wondered if the inability to get this off his chest was
only making things worse.


After a time, his thoughts drifted and became fragmented, as sleep claimed him once more.


~*~*~*


“Give it back, you little monkey!”


“Nah ah! I’m not giving back a thing!” And with that, Goku stuffed the last meat bun, whole, into his mouth.


“Why you little...!”


“SHUT UP!!!” Both Gojyo and Goku clutched their smarting foreheads where Sanzo had just smacked them with his fan.


Sanzo lit a cigarette, looking bored and angry at the same time.


Gojyo glared at Sanzo. “What kind of pansy smacks people with a fan?!”


Sanzo, not even looking his way, replied, “The kind that will take out his gun in a moment if you don’t shut up!”


Hakkai held up both hands, squint smile in place, “My my, all these flared tempers and its barely even noon.” He stood up
from the table. “I’m going to head to the room to pack and get Hakuryu ready. I’ll meet you guys outside.”


Gojyo narrowed his eyes, but said nothing. Then Gojyo was surprised to find Sanzo regarding him in silence. Gojyo’s red
eyes flicked away before he lit another cigarette.


~*~*~*~


Hakkai sat in the jeep, trying to keep his thoughts neutral. But again, Hakkai’s mind betrayed him.


“I wish I may, I wish I might...”


Those were the words he had spoken two weeks before.


Hakkai had never made that wish. He didn’t have to. As Gojyo had pointed out, “That’s just because, you know, you’ve
already everything you want.”


Hakkai had been startled by that insightful declaration on his friend’s part.


‘How much did Gojyo know?’


It was a question Hakkai had been asking himself since then. He had been relieved, as they all were, that the terrible
business with Homura was over, and they were all alive and well to continue on with their journey. Yes, much to be
grateful for, but Hakkai’s mind continued to obsess over Gojyo’s astute comment. There had been more to it... something
in the way that he said it to give Hakkai a clear message that he understood far more of the workings of Hakkai’s mind.


Hakuryu squeaked a whimper and Hakkai smiled. “There, there, Hakuryu. Never mind me. I’m just a little preoccupied.”


Hakkai stiffened a little when the others came out of the tavern and climbed into the jeep. He quickly looked up and his
gaze met Gojyo’s for a brief moment before Hakkai flicked his own green eyes away.


Gojyo narrowed his own eyes in response but said nothing.


Goku innocently piped up, “What the hell’s going on? Are you two fighting about something? You’re acting all weird.”


Gojyo, irritated, barked, “Why don’t you mind your own business dick wad! Maybe we’re all just a little tired after
dispensing with a war god and his other little godly friends, ok?!”


Goku rolled his large golden eyes, “Geez, you don’t have to have a heart attack about it. I was just asking.”


Sanzo, with eye twitching, yelled, “Will you two just shut up! I’ve had enough of your yapping to last the week. Hakkai,
start driving!”


And with that, Hakkai started the jeep and the four continued on their journey.

~*~*~

Hakkai stood in the kitchenette of the small house they had rented for a minor sum. He swatted at the occasional fly and
ignored the centipede crawling up the wall behind the sink as he pulled the groceries out of the bag. Goku danced in glee
behind him.


“Food! Food! When do we get to eat, Hakkai?!”


Hakkai chuckled. “Soon, Goku. Soon. Now why don’t you go play cards with Gojyo so I can get started on this chicken?”
He began washing the chicken under the running tap.


Goku, sounding impatient, said, “Oh, all right.” He shuffled off in search of Gojyo. He found Gojyo standing against the
front door, looking out the small window there, smoking a cigarette with a thoughtful look on his face.


Gojyo looked at Goku and said, “Goku, why don’t you go find Sanzo? He’s been out there meditating for awhile.” Gojyo then
turned and studied Hakkai’s back as Hakkai worked at the kitchenette’s sink, Hakkai’s posture suddenly stiff with tension.


Goku whined, “Oh ok. Jeez, you guys keep chasing me away like I’m some kid.”


Gojyo fished out a small chocolate bar, and dangled it in front of Goku. “I’ll give you this candy bar if you just shut up
and go.”


Goku jumped up and down in happiness, and then gobbled up the chocolate, barely getting the wrapper off beforehand. “Ok,
I’ll go find Sanzo. He couldn’t have gone very far.” Goku stepped out the front door and headed out into the night.


Gojyo continued to study Hakkai’s back in silence.


And Hakkai could feel Gojyo’s eyes upon him.


After a time, Gojyo took a step forward and then another.


Before too long, Gojyo was standing a mere two feet behind Hakkai, Hakkai continuing to prepare the meal, even though he
knew that Gojyo was standing there.


After awhile, Hakkai couldn’t stand it any longer. Without turning he demanded, “What?!”


Gojyo took the last drag from his cigarette, the smoke curling from his lips, his red lashes shielding his eyes from it,
then Gojyo threw the butt down to the floor to grind it up with his boot. “Nothing.” His tone was one of derision, and
stinging.


Hakkai whirled around, “Gojyo, I can’t stand this anymore! If you have something to say to me then say it.”


Gojyo, having already been walking away, looked over his shoulder at Hakkai. “But you don’t want to hear it.”


Hakkai’s eyes widened, then he stammered, “Gojyo, just stop it. Stop with the innuendo and the half-assed attempts to draw
me out… to do something… I don’t know!” Hakkai ran his hands over his thick hair in frustration.


Gojyo merely watched him for a moment before turning fully around. He walked up to Hakkai, standing really close, his
cigarette-laden breath fanning the brunette’s face.


“What is it you’re afraid of, Hakkai? Of me? Suddenly? Or is it just that you’re afraid now because I’m on to you. That
I know what you’re thinking and what you want and you can’t deal with that because it means you’ve got to own up to some
things to yourself?


Hakkai looked angry. “You don’t know what you’re talking about!”


Gojyo, arching a brow, threw Hakkai a lazy smile. “Oh? Then why are the two of us so tense around each other lately? And
why do you try to avoid me at every opportunity. You don’t think I’ve noticed that you’ve been pushing Monkey Boy at me
at every opportunity...


Hakkai interrupted, “Don’t call him that, you...”


Gojyo, with a disgusted dismissal, “Oh come on, you know I don’t mean anything by that… Look! Stop trying to change the
subject. Well? What is it, Hakkai? What’s got you so tense, huh? Or do you want me to tell you?” His look was pointed
– this was a challenge.


Hakkai looked frustrated yet again, silenced, almost afraid to speak, feeling cornered. “Gojyo, just drop it...”


Gojyo took a step forward, their chins bumping as Hakkai quickly tried to back away. “Gojyo!”


Gojyo took Hakkai’s upper arms in a firm grip and pulled him close, their mouths pressing together as Gojyo took his time
tasting Hakkai’s mouth, the other man mildly protesting at first, trying to push away, before finally, Hakkai succumbed to
the sweet sensations cascading down his body at the kiss.


Hakkai’s long, tapered fingers clung to the plum colored shirt that Gojyo was wearing, a moan escaping from his parted lips
as the kiss continued.


When Gojyo pulled away to look into his green eyes, Hakkai whispered fiercely, “Gojyo, we can’t do this...,” but it was
clear to Gojyo and Hakkai both, that Hakkai was merely saying this and didn’t believe it.


Gojyo gave Hakkai a playful smirk, but his eyes said more as he said, “Let’s talk about this later. When we’re alone.”


Just then Goku and Sanzo came through the door, Goku yelling, “Hey Hakkai? How come I can’t smell dinner cooking?!”


Gojyo rolled his crimson eyes then turned around to give Goku a withering gaze. “How about if I eat you?”


Gojyo then walked over to Goku, pulled at Goku’s arm and as the young man watched in almost placid fascination, Gojyo sank
his teeth into Goku’s arm, turning and twisting his head to rend a chunk of flesh from it.


Hakkai went pale at the sight.


Sanzo merely lifted his gun and pointed it at Gojyo’s temple, blood and gore dripping from Gojyo’s mouth as he just waited
for it.


Sanzo’s voice, hard and unflinching, said, “Time for you to die.” Then Sanzo pulled the trigger.


~*~*~


Gojyo woke up covered in sweat and looked around hurriedly in the dark room.


‘Holy fuck! It was just a dream. Good thing cause it got pretty weird towards the end.’ he thought.


In the dark, Gojyo sat up in bed and lit a cigarette, looking at the sleeping forms of all his travel mates, his eyes
lingering the longest on Hakkai’s sleeping form, Hakkai’s face peaceful as it rested on the pillow next to Hakuryu’s
head.

To be continued...

~*~*~


Hakkai woke early and saw to breakfast. The green-eyed yukai still wore his blue sleep-shirt, his thick brown hair tousled.


Gojyo walked down the stairs, yawned then scratched his bare chest, a cigarette already hung at the at the corner of his
mouth.


Gojyo nodded to Hakkai. “Mornin.” Gojyo sat down at the kitchen table, tapped some ash into the ashtray and sullenly
looked at Hakkai.


Despite any discomfort the two had experienced around each other of late, Hakkai couldn’t help but chuckle at his friend,
who was anything but a morning person.


“Breakfast will be ready in a jiffy!” Hakkai looked over his shoulder as he attended to the eggs. “Want to help me with
toast duty?”


Gojyo shrugged. “No, but I will.” The redhead stood up and went over to stand by the toaster to watch as the slices of
bread slowly browned from the heat.


Gojyo arched a red brow at Hakkai in curiosity. “How’d you sleep last night?”


Hakkai suddenly looked very uncomfortable. “Um, fine, I guess. How about you?” Hakkai did not look Gojyo’s way, unable to
meet the water sprite’s eyes.


Gojyo shrugged. “Ok. ‘Cept for the noise you started making.” Gojyo continued to stare at the toast.


Hakkai laughed uncomfortably and even squint-smiled. “Um, I don’t know what you mean. What noises?”


Hakkai wished he hadn’t asked that question.


Gojyo couldn’t help but chuckle. The toaster over popped open, and Gojyo had to shake his fingers, the tips burned on the
toast as he transferred it to a plate. “You were moaning in your sleep. Then you cried out.”


Gojyo turned and grinned around his ciggie at Hakkai. “It sounded like you were having a good time.”


Hakkai’s face turned a shade of pink. “Oh.” He didn’t know what else to say. Hakkai was only glad that he hadn’t called
out any names.


Hakkai turned and stared at the bacon, then flipped it over when the time was right.


His mind flooded with the memory of his dream.


It was one of those dreams where you believe you can feel the sensations inspired by events in the dream. Hakkai was with
Gojyo in the jeep (Hakuryu) and they sat there and waited for both Goku and Sanzo to return, Goku from hunting down
berries to add to their already ample food supplies and Sanzo from hunting down Goku.


In the dream, out of the blue, Gojyo began to flirt with Hakkai and even though Hakkai was shocked and surprised by it all,
he didn’t feel upset by it in the least. And of course, that gave Gojyo an in.


Even in the dream, Gojyo was a sexual opportunist, so he took the opportunity to move closer to Hakkai, until they were
seated pressed shoulder-to-shoulder.


But in the dream, Hakkai didn’t seem to mind. In the waking world, he’d probably try to move away or get out of the jeep
all together!


But in the dream, Hakkai didn’t move. He stayed right where he was.


Gojyo chuckled as he buttered the toast. “Penny for your thoughts.”


Hakkai blushed deep crimson this time, then doled out the rest of the breakfast food onto plates, just as Goku burst into
the room.


Goku smiled. “Man, I’m starved.” The young man (for being over 400 years old) sat at the table and began to put away the
breakfast as soon as it was set down in front of him.


~*~*~


Hakkai sat in the jeep, waiting with Gojyo as Goku went off to take a leak, and Sanzo went off in search of him since he
took so damned long!


Gojyo climbed in the front, to sit in the passenger seat that Sanzo normally occupied. Gojyo lit his ciggie.


“So are you going to tell me what that dream of yours was about?”


Hakkai colored yet again but shrugged casually. “I don’t remember it all that well.”


Gojyo chuckled around his ciggie. “Then how come you’re blushing like that?”


Hakkai’s face colored even more, as Hakkai tried in vain to avoid meeting Gojyo’s eyes. “Look, I don’t want to talk about
it.” He looked at Gojyo. “Especially not with you!” Hakkai mentally kicked himself as soon as the words were out of his
mouth.


Gojyo took on a flirtatious lilt to his voice. “Oh? And why not with me?” Gojyo moved closer to Hakkai. “Come on, you
can at least look at me!”


Hakkai turned and looked at Gojyo, his face more than a little pink at this point. “It was nothing Gojyo. Just forget
about it!” He sounded like a jerk to himself and he hated it.


Gojyo merely laughed. His tone was quiet, even intimate, when he spoke. “Come on, Hakkai. Just tell me what happened in
the dream.” Casually, he added, “Was I in it?”


Hakkai glared at Gojyo. “Why are you pushing this?!”


Gojyo grinned around his cigarette. “So I was, wasn’t I? Come on Hakkai. Just tell me. What’s the big deal? I’ve
dreamt about you before... want to hear about it?


Hakkai, flustered, just stared through the windshield of the jeep.


After a moment, he said, “Ok, tell me.” Hakkai turned to look at Gojyo.


Gojyo took a drag from his cigarette then flicked the spent butt away. He turned, and grinned at Hakkai. Cigarette smoke
curled from his parted lips.


“Well, I was sitting with you like this and then I decided to just...”


Hakkai’s green eyes widened as Gojyo suddenly advanced on him. Gojyo leaned close, seemingly to capture Hakkai’s mouth in
a kiss. Hakkai closed his eyes, waiting for the sensation of Gojyo’s lips on his own, but then Hakkai opened his eyes a
moment later at the sound of a loud, “Thwack!”


The sight that greeted Hakkai’s eyes when he opened them was of Gojyo clutching his head and of Goku, who stood in triumph
behind him in the jeep, his nyobo clearly the weapon he just used on Gojyo’s poor head.


“You stinking pervert. Don’t attack Hakkai when we’re not here. Ick, Hakkai, he was about to lick your face, his big
(nicotine) yellow tongue just inches from your nose. I could kick him in the balls for you if you want me to.” Goku
smiled at Hakkai, then cheekily grinned back at a cursing Gojyo.


Sanzo appeared at the passenger seat side of the jeep. “Get out of my seat.”


Gojyo soundlessly climbed to the back, glaring at Goku.


Hakkai started the jeep, his face pink, but more due to anger and humiliation than to anything that might have happened
had the two other’s in their little traveling group not shown up when they did.


Hakkai avoided looking at Gojyo for the rest of the trip, and just continued to drive, feeling humiliated.


‘What must he think of me? I just sat there, waiting for him to kiss me. And it was all just some big joke!’


Gojyo and Goku continued to bicker and even raised fists a few times during the trip. Sanzo, by some miracle, was able to
ignore them and keep his thoughts to himself.


Eventually, the group had to find lodging for the night.


~*~*~~


Hakkai sat at the bar, and stared into the glass of whiskey he ordered. It was his third. Sanzo had sat with him for a
time, since Hakkai said he was buying, but then even he had his limits. No one could hold their liquor like Hakkai.


Sanzo decided to forego the morning hangover.


Hakkai had barely eaten his dinner that night, which made Goku happy since he got to eat anything off of Hakkai’s plate
that the green-eyed yukai didn’t. They ate dinner in the common room of the same inn they had booked rooms in for the
night.


At one point during the meal, Gojyo had made a half hearted attempt at friendly conversation with Hakkai, but Hakkai
remained cold with him.


It bothered Hakkai that he was acting like this. He normally was an amiable person. But he felt so humiliated earlier,
it was hard for him to just pretend Gojyo didn’t make him look and feel foolish.


Hakkai looked startled when a hand slapped a pack of cigarettes down on the bar next to him, the hand connected to a
certain redhead, dressed in his usual blue vest and baggy brown pants.


Gojyo ordered himself some whiskey as well, then smiled at Hakkai before he lit his latest cigarette. After a satisfying
puff, he turned to Hakkai.


“So, what gives? Are you just going to continue to be mad at me all night long?”


Hakkai narrowed his one good eye at Gojyo. “Maybe.”


Gojyo laughed, then playfully nudged Hakkai, who started to smirk despite himself.


“Come on, Hakkai. I was just teasing. God, I get so bored sometimes. And I do stupid things because of it. You know
that!”


Hakkai didn’t meet Gojyo’s eyes, but he had a wry smirk on his face as he said, “Yeah. You do.”


Gojyo leaned close. “So?” He placed his hands together in supplication. “Are you going to forgive me?” If he could manage
it, he’d probably sprout a halo over his head.


Hakkai just laughed. “You’re such an idiot.” Hakkai squint-smiled. “But you wouldn’t be you without being one, so... I
guess I can forgive you.” Hakkai grinned.


Gojyo grinned right back. “Good.” He rolled his red eyes. “Cause man, I’d lose my mind if I only had to talk to Monk and
Monkey Boy.” He gave Hakkai another playful nudge. “So you can’t abandon me, or you’ll be to blame for my loss of sanity.”


Hakkai arched a playful brown brow. “Oh, so I see now. You’re just getting your cover story together for when you finally
do end up in the loony bin.”


Gojyo leaned on the bar and took another puff from his cigarette. “So, what shall we do for the rest of the evening? Get
shitfaced?”


Hakkai laughed. “Hmm, I thought about it. But it gets expensive for me since I need to drink a lot. AND, then again, I’m
the one that has to drive in the morning while you’ll probably be passed out in the back seat.”


Gojyo looked at Hakkai as if he were never so insulted in all of his life. “I would never abandon you to such a fate!” He
even placed his hand on his heart as he said it.


Hakkai laughed. “Yeah, right. I’m sure.” Hakkai turned and studied Gojyo. “Were you really going to lick my nose earlier?
”

Gojyo looked suddenly mysterious, a smirk on his handsome face. “Maybe. Maybe not. But who knows because that little
asshole had to go beam me upside the head.” Pouting, Gojyo gingerly touched the lump under his hair. “I’m going to get
that little jackoff good later when he least expects it.”


Hakkai chuckled because he knew that to pull a fast one over Goku, even when he was in a deep sleep, one needed a miracle
on their side. “Hmm, I think I want to watch that go down.”


Gojyo only gave Hakkai a withering glance at that comment. Gojyo grabbed the glass of whiskey the bartender set before
him and sipped it, making a face. “Ugh, this stuff could probably peel paint.”


Hakkai didn’t even turn as he replied, “Not by the third one. Then it tastes just fine.”


Gojyo smirked, then clinked glasses with Hakkai. “Well, here’s to the journey ahead. May I find a hot woman, with a
carton of ciggies tucked into a D-cup of her bra.”


Hakkai just squint-smiled and clinked glasses with Gojyo, then downed the rest of his whiskey.


~*~*~


Three hours later...


Hakkai laughed, clutched his belly, and pointed at Gojyo who actually missed his mouth with his cigarette.


“I thought that was instinctual for you, like a blind kitten finding its mother’s teat.”


Gojyo laughed. “Fuck you, One-Eyed. How do you know that glass eye of yours wasn’t playing tricks on you.” He finally
managed to get his ciggy into his mouth and grinned at Hakkai, a devilish gleam in his eye.


Hakkai resembled a ruffled cat. He stared at the nearly empty bar in drunken befuddlement and exhaustion. “We better go
upstairs and catch some winks.”


Gojyo leaned back in his chair, looking lazy, spent and ready for bed. “Yeah, I’m done.” He took up his pack of ciggies
and struggled to his feet.


The group had managed to get two rooms, Sanzo and Goku in one and one that Hakkai and Gojyo would share. It was probably a
good thing since both of them would no doubt stumble on their way to bed.

Eventually, the gangly pair had to hold on to each other in order to make it up the stairs without falling on their faces.
They cracked up quietly as they passed Sanzo’s and Goku’s room, but Gojyo couldn’t resist a chance to make obscene noises
through the door at them.


Hakkai rolled his good eye and nearly lost his balance as a result. Before he could hurt himself, he concentrated on his
path to the door to their room and turned the doorknob.


Once inside, he threw himself on his bed, kicked off his shoes and managed to put his monocle on the bedside table. He
stared up at the ceiling.


Gojyo entered after Hakkai and took off his vest, throwing it and the tank top he wore underneath in the corner of the room
before, he too, fell onto his bed. He kicked off his boots and closed his eyes.


Hakkai chuckled mysteriously and Gojyo popped an eye open.


“What?”


Hakkai thought about it, drunk enough not to care, but lucid enough to realize that Gojyo was too drunk probably to
remember it the next day. “I was just thinking about my dream last night.”


Gojyo closed his eyes again, a smile on his face. “Oh?”


Hakkai closed his eyes too, his long-fingered hands resting on his abdomen. “Yeah. You guessed right this morning. You
were in it.”


Gojyo’s face lit up in an impish smirk briefly, but then his red brows furrowed at the effort it took to do that. “Oh.”


Hakkai, feeling daring, grinned. “Yeah. We were in the jeep. Just like this morning. And... you leaned forward and
started to kiss me.”


His smile grew wistful. “I could taste you. And feel you. It felt so real.”


Gojyo still had a small smile on his face. “Hmm. Sounds nice.”


Hakkai’s smile faded slowly as sleep started to take him. “Yeah. It was...”


Gojyo drifted off to sleep a moment after Hakkai, both men sound asleep in minutes.


~*~*~


Hakkai felt dreadful!


Gojyo was still throwing up in the alleyway beside the inn, Sanzo making impatient grunts every time they heard Gojyo retch.


“You idiots didn’t have to drink a whole bottle of whiskey between you.” Sanzo’s eyebrow twitched in annoyance.


Goku waved his hand through the air. “Pee Yoo, I can smell Gojyo’s puke. Hakkai, let’s leave him.”


A very green faced Gojyo came over to the jeep and poured himself into the backseat, where he slumped down, and looked
miserable. “Ugh.”


Goku pinched his nose shut. “Aww man, he stinks.”


Gojyo gave him a half-hearted, “Fuck you.”


Hakkai gingerly started up the jeep. As he leaned slightly against the wheel, he said, “Take it easy on us, Hakuryu, ok?”


The jeep let out a little chirrup and off they went, but at a much slower pace than Sanzo would have liked.


Hakkai remembered the topic he ventured before drifting off last night, but his body felt too sick to take on the additional
feeling of unease or embarrassment at how much he revealed in that brief conversation.


Gojyo was just in too much pain to think about anything right now – pain and how he’d like to not to puke all over himself.


~*~*~


A few days later...


Gojyo was horny. And there were some hot women giving him the eye.


He walked through the dusty streets of the market, and smirked handsomely at a pretty girl with green eyes and long, thick
brown hair. Whenever he saw a girl that looked like this, he wondered if Hakkai would see his Kanan in her.


The thought of Kanan and Hakkai made Gojyo think about the conversation he and Hakkai had just before they passed out the
night before last. He had been so drunk, so much so that he could not truly recall the conversation. But he could recall
that Hakkai revealed something to him about himself… something that seemed to make Hakkai nervous around him. Gojyo
guessed it had something to do with that dream they were talking about in the jeep earlier that same day and he wanted to
kick himself for being too fucked up that night to now recall what was said. However, part of him realized and had to
acknowledge that without all that liquor, Hakkai probably wouldn’t have revealed a thing to him in the first place.


He realized the pretty green-eyed woman had smiled at him so he wrenched himself back to the present.


“So, what’s there to do in this town on a rainy day like this?”


The woman gave Gojyo a quizzical smile. “It’s not raining. Are you sure you didn’t hit your head or something.”


Gojyo smirked. “It’s not raining? Hmm… then why do I have this urge to curl up indoors with you?”


The woman rolled her eyes, but it was clear she was interested. “Well, I don’t know. Maybe I just give off a feeling of
warmth that you’re drawn to.”

Gojyo smirked. “Yeah, that must be it. Like being drawn to a bright flame.” He arched a red brow at the woman. “I’m not
going to get burned, now am I?”


The woman seemed to consider him for a moment. “No. No, you’re not going to get burned.”


She gave him another dazzling smile and after a few more minutes of chatting, they headed off down the road together.


~*~*~


Hakkai walked with Goku through the town, as the pair carried paper bags full of groceries.


Goku looked up at Hakkai. “Hey Hakkai, this town is kind of nice. It’s got good food and the people are all really
friendly. And I know that Gojyo really likes the women.” He laughed, then popped a few peanuts from the open jar that sat
at the top of his bag into his mouth.


Hakkai’s face pinched. “It’s ok. It seems like any other town to me but I haven’t had too much of a chance to explore it
yet.”


Maybe it was the fact that there were a lot of pretty women about, but Hakkai wasn’t so sure he liked this town all that
much. But that was such an absurd thing to feel that Hakkai didn’t want to reveal it to Goku.


Goku grinned. “Well, after we eat we should check it out.”


Hakkai squint-smiled at Goku. “Yeah, that sounds like a good idea. Sure.”


They walked into the small house they rented for a couple of days to give Hakuryu time to rest and recuperate. Sanzo sat at
the kitchen table and read from a newspaper. His robe top hung off the belt at his waist, his exposed shoulders golden in
the sunshine that streamed in through the kitchen window.


Sanzo barely looked up at them as they entered, his nose buried in a newspaper. “Did you get my smokes? Where’s my credit
card?”


~*~*~

After dinner, Hakkai went to his room to lie down. He stared at the ceiling for awhile, and fought feelings of frustration
and anger, feelings that perplexed him and made him worry.


He had to admit, it bothered him how Gojyo was out with a woman right now. It… it really bothered him!


He didn’t understand it, but this town just really got on his nerves. It all felt so wrong for some reason he couldn’t
identify other than jealousy. But even with that, it still perplexed him somewhat.


Hakkai sighed. He was sick of this whole thing. He removed his monocle, then closed his eyes. Within moments, he drifted
off to sleep.


~*~*~


Gojyo walked into the room he shared with Hakkai, and stunk of booze, cigarettes and the musky smell of a woman’s perfume.
His hair was even slightly greasy from her fingers having run through it all night long.


He hopped on one foot as he removed his shoes, then lost his balance, and banged into the wall, which of course, startled
Hakkai awake.


Hakkai sat up and looked at Gojyo in annoyance. “Can’t you be a bit more quiet?”


Gojyo looked up at Hakkai, an impish, drunken smile on his face. “No, I don’t think I can.” Gojyo laughed, lost his
balance yet again and fell on top of Hakkai in Hakkai’s bed.


Gojyo laughed uncontrollably, and seemed unable to pull himself from the bed.


“Gojyo!”


Hakkai tried to push Gojyo off, annoyed at the smell of cheap perfume all over his warm, smooth skin... such very warm,
smooth skin.


Gojyo’s chuckling turned husky, just before he captured Hakkai’s mouth in a kiss.


“Mmm,” Gojyo’s voice was warm. “Hakkai, you taste so nice.”


Hakkai tried to push Gojyo away, but despite any reservations Hakkai may have had, the kisses were too good. Hakkai
undulated under Gojyo, enjoying the feel of their bodies moving together, and soon his long fingers ran through ruby red
hair.


“Gojyo!” Hakkai’s voice trembled as he panted for breath.


They kissed like that for a few minutes, as they tasted each other, and soon it came time to take it all to the next level.


Hakkai reached for Gojyo’s belt to unfasten it...

~*~*~


Hakkai woke from the dream in a fright. He listened as his heart beat frantically in his chest, and didn’t know why he
felt so uneasy. He jumped when he heard the sound of someone hurrying to his door.


Sanzo threw the door open.


“We’ve got trouble.”


Hakkai nodded and fitted his monacle in place before he ran out of the room to join Sanzo and Goku, who both looked ready
to do battle.


~*~*~


They drove into town, their bodies wound taut with dread. They hopped out of the jeep, stood in the street, and looked at
the now empty town.


Goku stared at the empty, dusty road. It looked as if there hadn’t been anyone in this town in ages. Where were all the
shops, the market, the fruit stands, the pretty girls all from earlier?


Hakkai looked at Goku and nodded at the look in his eyes.


They had apparently all walked into a trap. It explained the unease that Hakkai had felt and merely attributed to jealousy.


And now Gojyo was gone and probably in serious danger.


Sanzo looked at the other two. “Did either of you see this woman that Gojyo wandered off with?”


Hakkai shook his head.


Goku scratched his chin. “I didn’t either. I was with Hakkai.” Goku’s eyes widened before he pointed to a murky alley.
On the ground about six feet into the alley, lay Gojyo’s Shakujo. Goku was about to run and retrieve it, but Sanzo halted
his progress with a hand on his shoulder.


“I didn’t see Gojyo leave the house with it.”


Hakkai nodded, and his face looked grim. “He doesn’t tend to take it with him when he’s... out looking for women.” Hakkai
didn’t care anymore that his friend was so promiscuous with the fairer sex. He just wanted to know that he was ok.


Sanzo nodded. “Well, whoever it is that has him seems to want us to go in this direction.” He looked at the others, who
both nodded. They understood that what they were about to encounter had the power to manipulate perception to the grand
scale that they could believe an entire town of people existed around them, and that could remove their personal items
right from under their own noses. And finally, that it wanted all of them, not just Gojyo, or at least wanted The Maten
Scriptures.


“Ok, let’s go.” Sanzo lead the way and entered the alley.


Hakkai followed Sanzo and Goku into the alley. His feeling of unease intensified. He also felt extremely guilty for having
been angry with Gojyo earlier. He just wanted to find Gojyo again.


They came to a fork in the alleyway, where it branched off in three separate directions. Sanzo looked at the others.


Goku looked annoyed. “Should we split up?”


Sanzo narrowed his eyes. “It seems rather convenient that it splits up in three.”


Hakkai nodded. “I was thinking the same thing.”


Just then, they heard a blood curdling scream off in the distance, making their own blood run cold. The voice had clearly
been Gojyo’s.


Hakkai screamed out, “Gojyo!! Where are you?!” He fought against panic.


Sanzo stared at the three alleyways. “Fuck it.” He ran down one alleyway.


Goku screamed out, “Sanzo!” He looked at Hakkai.


Hakkai said, “Look after him. I’m going to go this way.” They heard Gojyo scream again and Hakkai let out a frustrated
grunt before he ran down the alleyway.


~*~*~


Gojyo’s red hair hung lankly in front of his face, his hands tied together and above his head, his body strapped to a pillar.
He was bare-chested, wearing the welts of his torture.


The Yukai stared at him with her greedy, tooth-ridden smile. Gojyo looked at her and wondered how he could have ever
thought she were beautiful.


She merely smiled back at him, as if she sensed what he had been thinking. “I projected what you wanted to see – a woman
with brown hair and emerald green eyes. I thought it was too risky to present you with the image of your friend. I had
to be careful, you see, and make sure that you wouldn’t get too nervous and avoid me. Even though, that young man was the
one you truly wanted.”


Gojyo listened to her, and hated himself for his weakness and his stupidity. Thinking back, there were signs of a trap all
around him, but he chose to ignore them. He had just wanted so desperately to get his mind off of… things that plagued his
mind of late.


The yukai tilted her head as if she listened to something. “Hmm, your cries of pain seem to bring the scroll closer. I can
feel it nearing.”


With cold casualness she said, “Scream again,” then arched her back, her head atop the body of a scorpion, she whipped her
stinger at Gojyo, it slashing across his chest! The venom blistered on contact.


Gojyo, though he fought to keep his screams at bay, could not help it as he let out another horrific scream of agony.


“You… bitch!” He panted for breath, his body covered in sweat and dripping blood. Gojyo trembled as his legs gave out on
him, and hung limply from the ties that bound him to the pillar.


~*~*~


Hakkai wandered down alleyway after alleyway and wondered if this were an actual physical maze, or if this were another
projection they were made to see. This whole situation felt unrealistic.


In frustration and anger, he flared a ball of chi between his hands and hurled it at the nearest brick wall. To his
surprise, he heard a scream, this time a female cry of agony.


Hakkai looked around and fired more chi, and heard more and more cries of pain.


Then the walls reached for him, as they became liquid and cloying, with sticky, tendrils; they grabbed him in their
suffocating grip and Hakkai screamed!


~*~*~


Gojyo lifted his head, and stared at the monster as she writhed. He wished he had his shakujo to untie these binds, and
beat the living shit out of her. He heard Hakkai scream and knew he was close.


Through gritted teeth he yelled, “What are you doing to Hakkai!!!???”


She stood up and laughed at him with effort. Her voice was no longer syrupy warm, but sounded harsh, cracked and discordant.
“See for yourself.”


The nearby wall seemed to convulse and erupt. Hakkai’s unconscious body then spilled from it.


Gojyo screamed, “Hakkai!” He turned murderous eyes on his captor. “You bitch, I’m going to...”


She was in his face in the next instant, and grinned through fangs as her foul breath fanned his face. “You’re going to
what?” She scratched his cheek with her long talons, then chuckled.


She turned and walked over to Hakkai, and said as she went, “He’s not the one I want, but his screams will work just as well
as yours. It is time to wake him up.”


But before she could actually touch Hakkai, he pushed his upper body up with one arm and hurled a ball of chi at her with
his other, right in her face. The creature screamed in horrible agony.


Hakkai staggered to his feet and hurled another ball of chi at the binds around Gojyo’s wrists, causing his friend pain as
it singed his skin in the process, but it was the only way he was could free Gojyo and give him a fighting chance.


Gojyo staggered, then caught his shakujo, as Goku and Sanzo busted into the room, Goku having thrown it to him.


With the presence of The Maten scriptures, in the command and control of Sanzo, the already injured Yukai seemed to weaken.
She had wanted the scriptures, was mandated to get them, but ironically, their power dwarfed her own and made her
vulnerable to the damage from attack.


Gojyo grinned at his friends, then spun around, and sent the crescent end of his shakujo through the yukai’s head. Her
body disintegrated seconds later, as well as the walls around them, all a manifestation of her thoughts as barriers she
had set up to trap them seemed to evaporate.


As soon as the danger was over, Gojyo lost his balance in exhaustion and pain.


Hakkai ran and caught Gojyo before he could fall.


Gojyo leaned heavily against his friend.


“Gojyo!” Hakkai held him up, careful with his wounds. He looked into Gojyo’s eyes with concern and Gojyo just grinned at
him.


“I should be a little pickier with those I choose to go home with, huh?”


Hakkai just made a face at him. “You should think with your brain and not your crotch is what you should be doing.” He did
manage to smile at him though, just happy that he was all right.


Sanzo looked at them. “Come on, let’s head back so he doesn’t die on us from infection or something.” He managed to make
it sound more a bother than an actual concern on his part.


~*~*~


Back at the now deserted inn, Hakkai sat on the edge of Gojyo’s bed, and pressed a cool, damp cloth to his wounds. He
gently cleaned them before he applied salve, as Gojyo drifted in and out of sleep. Hakkai couldn’t help but remember back
to how Gojyo had cared for him when they first met, when Gojyo had found him nearly dead in the forest.


He taped the last bandage in place, then brought the covers up to Gojyo’s chest. Unable to resist, he smoothed aside some
lank red hair from Gojyo’s face.


Gojyo’s eyes slowly opened. He stared into Hakkai’s eyes.


Hakkai almost felt as if he had been caught in the act of doing something wrong.


To Hakkai’s surprise, Gojyo’s hand lifted, and gently traced the features of Hakkai’s face.


Hakkai closed his eyes, and let his friend touch him.


He opened his eyes again to find Gojyo still staring at him for a moment before his ruby eyes slowly closed.


Gojyo rested his hand on his own abdomen and drifted off to sleep yet again.


Hakkai watched Gojyo sleep for a time, his own thoughts and feelings a jumble of emotion.


~*~*~


A few days later...

Hakkai was so pissed, it showed. He sat at lunch, not eating anything, his face livid. Even Goku was afraid to say a peep
in front of him.


Gojyo shrugged casually. He avoided looking at Hakkai, and just threw a flippant grin Sanzo’s way.


“Um, just because I had one run in with some harpy, doesn’t mean I’m never going to find a woman to spend some time with
ever again. Don’t wait up for me.” He stood up and started to walk out of the inn’s common room.


Sanzo threw out, “Don’t expect us to save your boney ass this time.” But even as he said it, they all knew that they’d
risk life and limb again to save Gojyo, even if he were being stupid.


In answer, Gojyo just threw his hand up in a casual wave over his shoulder and continued on his way.


~*~*~


Outside, Gojyo walked in the hot, noonday sun, and looked anything but approachable, his mouth pressed into a thin line, as
one red eyebrow twitched in annoyance.


His mind was filled with yearning, and an emotion that literally threatened to scare the pants off of him, hopefully in the
presence of a pretty young woman.


He wouldn’t be foolish this time, or reckless. He realized that when the yukai bitch got him earlier in the week he had
been feeling very reckless, hence why he walked into her trap. Now he knew why he felt so reckless that day.


He couldn’t fight what was happening between him and Hakkai any longer. And, he sensed that Hakkai was coming to a similar
realization.


So, he didn’t know what this was. Was this a last ditch effort to try and deny his feelings for Hakkai? Or was this a last
fling before he made some kind of… commitment??!


He walked towards a tavern, where several pretty ladies drank and chatted with each other.


All turned to give him an appreciative glance as he approached.


~*~*~


Hakkai rested on his bed, and stared across angrily at Gojyo’s empty bed. His friend hadn’t yet returned and it was already
after midnight. At least he couldn’t sense any trouble this time and neither could the others.


He closed his eyes, and his mind filled with the memory of the first time he met Gojyo, when he was recovering from wounds
that nearly killed him. He remembered that though Gojyo was a stranger, he had been so warm and gentle with him.


Hakkai remembered how Gojyo leaned over him, and how his long red hair hung so low it almost tickled his face. Gojyo had
been playful, sweet, and Hakkai had felt so indebted to him.


He had felt their connection even back then, so much so that he was willing to do anything to avoid his new friend getting
ensnared in his trouble when Sanzo and Goku arrived at Gojyo’s home looking for him.


Hakkai sighed, feeling an ache inside at the memory. He knew there was no sense to think about it further. Gojyo was out
for the night and they would remain as they were.


He realized that he wanted more and could finally admit that to himself, so that was something. He had to just go on, just
as he always had, and at least be there for his friend when his friend needed it.


Hakkai closed his eyes, and after a long time, he drifted off to sleep.


~*~*~


At the loud sound of stumbling in the room, Hakkai’s eyes flew opened. His heart pounded in his chest.


The smell of cigarette smoke, stale beer and cheep perfume wafted in the air around him. Hakkai gritted his teeth at the
realization that what he smelled was the aftermath of his friend Gojyo’s night out, Gojyo finally returned home, fully
intoxicated from a night of pawing at some cheap town tart.


Gojyo had a difficult time with his boots, and fell onto the floor.


Hakkai stood up, and went over to help him off the floor. Unfortunately, just like in previous dreams, one not too long
ago, in fact, that included very similar circumstances, Gojyo’s skin felt warm and irresistible. He helped Gojyo over to
his bed, and held his breath as Gojyo turned to him, Gojyo’s breath beer and cigarette ridden.


Gojyo grinned at his friend. “Hey, Hakkai, thanks man.” Gojyo laughed. “I guess I’m a little drunk, huh? Think Sanzo’ll
get mad at me?”


Hakkai rolled his eyes but couldn’t help but chuckle at the question. “Oh, I’m pretty sure he’ll be pissed as all hell.”
Hakkai squint-smiled at his friend. He couldn’t help himself as he laughed, then let Gojyo fall onto his bed. Hakkai
watched as Gojyo’s red hair fanned out about his head on the pillow as he landed.


Hakkai’s eyes met Gojyo’s.


They stared at each other for what seemed a very long time.


As if shaken to his senses, Hakkai blinked. “Oh, here, let me help you.” He helped Gojyo get out of his tank top and as
he tried to straighten up, Gojyo pulled him down to the bed.


“Gojyo?!” Further protests were silenced by Gojyo’s lips as they claimed Hakkai’s in passion.


Hakkai had the brief, illuminating thought, ‘This is not a dream!’


Gojyo kissed Hakkai with abandon, buoyed on by the green-eyed yukai’s reaction to what he did to him.


“Hakkai, I want you.”


Gojyo pulled at Hakkai’s blue night shirt and tugged it off, then did something he thought about doing for a long time.
He dipped his head down and slid his tongue over the scar on Hakkai’s soft abdomen.


Hakkai’s breath hitched, and he hissed from his parted lips. He blinked up at the ceiling, and registered the silken
travel of Gojyo’s red hair across his chest.


“Gojyo… you were with a woman tonight. You’re just… horny. You should stop.”


Gojyo smiled, then looked into Hakkai’s eyes from his position over his abdomen.


“Make me.”


He chuckled and continued; he drizzled and dipped his tongue into Hakkai’s navel next.


Gojyo sure as hell intended to use his inebriation as his excuse. But he was sober enough to know that he wanted to do
this, had wanted to do this for some time, was finally able to and now he was certain that Hakkai wanted this too.


Hakkai writhed as he felt Gojyo’s lips move over his skin. He shuddered when he felt fingers untie his sleep pants.


“Gojyo...”


Gojyo slid down the sleep pants and smiled when he saw Hakkai’s arousal spring from them. Gojyo had been with a man before
so the sight didn’t disturb him or make him feel uncomfortable. Despite any claim that Hakkai was the only man to ever
sleep in his bed, Gojyo had sampled the same sex before, though perhaps not literally in his own bed. Gojyo had always
been quite liberal with sexual experimentation.


And tonight he would put all that experimentation to good use.


He grabbed Hakkai’s cock at the base and gave it a squeeze, as he watched Hakkai for his reaction.


Hakkai arched his body again, and moaned. He did his best to keep as quiet as possible but he was aware how hard it would
be to keep quiet as this progressed.


Hakkai stopped any questions of himself like, ‘What am I doing?’ He knew he would see this through.


Gojyo moved up Hakkai’s body and met his mouth for another searing exploration. He devoured his friend’s lips in a
frenzied release of desire. All the while, he stroked and teased Hakkai with his hand, until Hakkai’s lower body moved
along with Gojyo’s strokes.


“Mmm, seems like someone wants to move this further along.” His tongue slipped into Hakkai’s mouth again, and slid
languidly against Hakkai’s sweet tongue. Gojyo took his time to explore and taste.


Hakkai’s hands slid over Gojyo’s back. Hakkai gave into an urge, and pushed down Gojyo’s pants, as Gojyo moved to aid
him. He cupped Gojyo’s ass, shy at first, but as Gojyo continued to pleasure him, he became bolder. He tentatively
reached his hand forward, round the front to touch Gojyo gently, and listened as his friend hissed in pleasure.


Gojyo kicked out of his pants and slid his body along Hakkai’s, the two completely naked now. They both thrilled in the
feeling of skin on skin.


Hakkai pulled his head away, and panted for breath, as his fingers dug into Gojyo’s shoulders.


“Gojyo, what are we doing?”


Gojyo merely replied, “Something I think we both wanted to do for a long time now.” His voice was husky, and his eyes
burned with desire that he no longer fought to contain.


Hakkai looked into those red eyes, and searched for any kind of joke, still scared that this was all some mistake or that
he would see something in Gojyo’s eyes that would tell him Gojyo was only doing this because he was still intoxicated.


But Gojyo only stared back at him, as his eyes drank in Hakkai’s features in obvious desire.


Hakkai ached inside at the look he saw in Gojyo’s eyes.


Gojyo reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a tube of lube. Hakkai’s face went pink, and Hakkai wondered on some
level if Gojyo had planned this.


Perhaps Gojyo had.


Gojyo gathered some of the lube onto his fingers, then returned to Hakkai sweet mouth. He moaned softly as their tongues
entwined. As the kiss intensified, Gojyo reached down to massage and tease Hakkai’s entrance.


The green-eyed man opened his eyes in surprise, before his body shuddered in unmistakable pleasure. Hakkai’s senses reeled
at what Gojyo did to him.

Hakkai groaned and said, “Gojyo, please… I need you now!”


Hakkai slid his body enticingly against Gojyo’s. “Gojyo...” Hakkai sounded desperate and in need of release.


Gojyo couldn’t take it any longer. “Hakkai...!” Gojyo positioned himself, then slid into Hakkai’s tight embrace. “Fuck... Mmmn, this is so good!” Gojyo stopped to devour Hakkai’s mouth in another passionate kiss, and gave Hakkai the chance for his body to adjust.

The tension in Hakkai’s body ebbed, and his fingers no longer dug into Gojyo’s shoulders.


The only sound in the room for a moment was of their panted breaths and hungry kisses.


Gojyo stared into Hakkai’s eyes for a moment, then he began to thrust.


“Hakkai! You feel so good!”


Hakkai’s long fingers dug into Gojyo’s ass and back. At first, when Gojyo’s cock filled him it had really hurt, but with
each thrust, Hakkai felt a delicious spot inside him begin to ache in a very good sort of way. He felt the pleasure build
inside him and it made his own cock spasm and twitch with pleasure and his impending orgasm.


Hakkai panted, “Gojyo! I’m… I’m gonna… Oh God!!”


Red hair hung in Gojyo’s face as he stared down as his lover writhed beneath him. Goyjo found Hakkai to be very beautiful
in the moment his orgasm hit him, Hakkai’s mouth parted, his eyes an intense shade of green as he stared up at Gojyo, his
whole face aglow in pleasure.


It was then that Gojyo experienced the delicious spasms of Hakkai’s muscles around his own throbbing member. Gojyo
shuddered and went rigid as he threw his head back to cry out in pleasure, his red hair arced through the air.


~*~*~


A few doors down the hall...


Sanzo held Goku, who struggled against his grip, down by the back of his head. His own face wore a bored expression.
Sure, Goku could have tossed him with the flick of a finger if he really wanted to, but Goku seemed content to let Sanzo
rule here, even if he believed Hakkai and Gojyo were being murdered down the hall.


“But Sanzo… They’re in trouble. Let me go!!” Goku grunted in frustration.


Sanzo took a drag from his cigarette. “They can take care of themselves. Listen. The screaming’s stopped now.”


Goku lifted his head up and looked around. “They’re probably dead, Sanzo.” He rubbed his smooshed nose.


Sanzo took a lazy drag from his ciggy. “We should be so lucky.”


~*~*~

Hakkai panted for breath, through locks of red hair, as Gojyo gasped similarly next to his ear. They both turned at the
same time to look into each other’s eyes.


They stared at each other for awhile, as their breath slowly evened out and their heartbeats slowed.


Gojyo grinned.


Hakkai squint-smiled.


~*~*~


The next morning, the Sanzo party climbed into the jeep, after a strange breakfast where Goku peppered Hakkai and Gojyo with
questions and Sanzo just gave them a warning glare NOT to go into any kind of explanation. With that over, the group was
ready to head out of town and begin their journey anew.


Hakkai started the jeep and felt Gojyo’s hand fall onto his shoulder.


Hakkai turned and met Gojyo’s smile; Gojyo’s eyes shown with a special gleam just for Hakkai.


“If you need a break from driving, Hakkai, just holler. I’m there for ya.”


Hakkai squint-smiled at him then turned around to begin driving. “I know you are.” Hakkai hummed happily to himself as he
pulled onto the road.


Gojyo sat back with a satisfied smile.


Goku looked at him as if he had lost his mind.


Sanzo just wore his usual bored expression as he glanced out the windshield.


After a time, Gojyo and Goku got into another one of their tussles, and Sanzo had to scream at them to get them to simmer
down.


All was back to normal, the only difference in that Hakkai truly understood the truth of the words that Gojyo spoke to him
several weeks prior – Hakkai knew that he had everything he ever wanted right there with him - just as Gojyo had said.


And Hakkai was pretty sure that Gojyo felt the same way.


So, although there was no need for Hakkai to make that wish all those weeks before, Hakkai now knew that dreams, like wishes,
could come true.