Title: Sweet Dreams are Made of These
Series: Saiyuki
Summary:Goku Sometimes things are too good to be true.That has never stopped him before.R&R.
Disclaimer: Characters and etc belong to that one person in Japan who owns them. Ahahaha.
"Gokuuu" Hakkai bustles from the kitchen, wearing his silly apron and smiling patiently down at Goku with arms full of delicious smelling sweet buns, the first of many many scents filtering from the other room. He sets them down on the table and threads his fingers through Goku's hair, rustling it gently. "Ahaha! I love cooking for you, Goku!"
"I bet you're hungry, Goku," Sanzo observes in a gentle voice, seated next to him and smiling as he picks up a warm bun and breaks it into pieces before hand feeding them to his charge. Goku has never tasted anything so delicious in his life.
"Oi," a disgruntled voice filters from the corner of the room, and Goku glances up to find Gojyo chained to the wall so the edge of the table is juuuust out of his reach. "I'm hungry too!"
Hakkai is back in no time, carrying a platter of chicken, boneless and full of the best smelling stuffing ever, which Sanzo wastes no time in carefully cutting and transferring to Goku's waiting mouth. Gyojo whines from the corner and Hakkai politely ignores him as he fills the table with food, food, and more food.
Goku chortles when everything is almost gone, and waves a leg of turkey in Gojyo's general direction, teasing, "Ah, too bad you ate the last spring roll last night, perverted Kappa, or I might have shared! Ahahahahaha!"
"-hahahaha--OOF!"
Goku blinked widely as he was roused into consciousness by a rather jarring impact with the floor. Gojyo craned hisneckover the side of the bed and frowned. "Stop laughing like that in your sleep, it's creepy. Stupid monkey."
Fin.
