Love Of My Life – Chapter 8: Rain Pt. 2
Tai-Tai's POV
I walked down the hallway, smelling something delicious being made in the kitchenette.
I entered and saw Gojyo and Goku eating already. Gojyo was the first to notice me.
"Well, look who's feeling better." He said, with a mouthful of food.
I sat down at the table, blushing. I hate myself for losing control like that. It's completely embarrassing.
"Hey, it's okay to be scared of a thunderstorm." Gojyo said, sarcastically.
"Shut the fuck up!" I snapped.
"Whoa, whoa, no need to be feisty." Gojyo smirked.
"Is Sanzo okay?" Goku asked.
"Yeah, he's alright, still moody." I said, smiling at him.
Goku sulked down slightly in his chair. His expression changed to a worried one.
I noticed this and said, "Don't worry; he'll be fine just like he always has been."
"If you say so." Goku said, his expression still not changing.
I rubbed the top of Goku's head, messing up his hair. I'm like his mother. Hakkai and Gojyo are like his older brothers and Sanzo is like his distant father who he's trying to seek attention from. I feel bad for Goku a lot because he looks up to Sanzo and Sanzo just gives him the cold shoulder.
Hakkai placed a plate of food in front of me. It was a mixture of rice, fish and vegetables. It smelled and looked delicious. Hakkai needs to teach me how to cook.
After I had finished my meal, Hakkai put down another plate of food. I was pretty full so I gave him a confused look.
"For Sanzo," He said, smiling.
Oh yeah, I forgot about him. How could I forget about that guy I love?
"Knowing him, he'll probably just pick at it, so don't expect an empty plate." I said, getting up from the table.
"Who knows? Maybe your womanly charm will get him to eat." Gojyo said.
I wanted to snap at him, but I didn't because he's right. He's known me the longest and I assume he trust me the most. But Hakkai would have to come to a close second, though.
I walked down the hall and knocked on the door to our room.
No answer. Not like I was expecting one anyway.
I entered the room with the warm welcome of cigarette smoke. What the hell is he doing? Trying to suffocate? It's too bad I can't open the window.
Sanzo was still in the place that I left him; looking out the window, watching the rain.
"I brought you some food." I said. I placed the food on the little table near the bed. "Eat whenever you're hungry."
I sat down on the bed. I observed the room a little more. It seemed that the people that lived here before left in a hurry. All the furniture was left in place. The only thing missing in the house is food.
I brought my gaze back to Sanzo's silhouette. He had the ashtray with him on the window sill. It was practically full.
"You should take a break from smoking." I suggested.
Sanzo held up his carton of cigarettes and crushed it with his hand. "I ran out anyway."
"How unfortunate." I said with a slightly sarcastic tone. It was unfortunate for everyone else around Sanzo because he gets even crankier when he runs out of cigarettes. It's gonna be a long night.
It was silent for a moment. The only thing heard was the rain hitting the window. I got up and walked over next to him and looked out the window.
"What are you staring at anyway?" I asked.
"Nothing." He said, blowing out smoke.
I said nothing because it doesn't really make sense to look out the window and stare at nothing.
Sanzo took off the top part of his robe and rolled up the scripture. He held it up to me and said, "How far are you willing to protect this if I die?"
I stared at him for a moment. That was a completely caught off guard question.
I thought for a moment, but said, "I'd put my life on the line to protect it."
"Why?"
"Because you asked me to."
Sanzo looked at me then shifted his eyes back to the window. "I feel like his death was a set up. Someone wanted him dead."
"I do too. But we don't have that much proof to say who did it."
"Whoever it was, they'll definitely die at the hands of me."
I chuckled a little bit and walked back to the plate of food on the table. I picked up the plate and rejoined Sanzo at the window. "You should eat sometime before then." I picked up a clump of rice with the chopsticks and held it up to Sanzo's mouth.
"You don't have to feed me like I'm an invalid." He said, not even looking at the food.
"If you eat this, I'll leave you alone." I said with an enticing look on my face.
Sanzo looked over at me, his eyebrows furrowed. I thought was going to ignore me, but instead he did something out of character; he actually ate the rice from the chopstick. I blushed at how adorable it was.
"What?" he asked annoyed.
I laughed, "That was just so cute of you to do."
Sanzo rolled his eyes, "Shut up."
I got on my tippy toes and kissed his cheek and whispered in his ear, "I love you too."
