Disclaimer: Right; I own Naruto...Not! Stop mocking me! I hate you all! ...No, I really don't. And how do you know that? Because I'm being so nice and typing you all a new chapter. Okay, I'm not really doing it for you; I'm doing it because I had an idea for the story. But go ahead and believe you're all special enough to warrent said chapter. Nothing's stopping you!

Warning: This is yaoi. If you don't know what that means, it means that it's going to be a boyxboy story. There's going to be lemons in the later chapters, probably. Maybe. Um, swearing, mentions of rape, mpreg, violence, and humor. That's it! If it bothers you, then you'd better not read this.

What Dreams May Come:

Song listening to at the moment: The Last Night by Skillet!

Chapter 4

"This really isn't good. What could be wrong with Goku? Did he get sick while he was in bed those two days? No, that's impossible. Goku doesn't get sick. Then, what could be wrong with him?" All of these words came from our very own Hakkai's mouth, his eyes clouded with concern. He was carrying Goku on his back into the inn, noting how light the youkai was, a contrast to how much he usually ate. Another contrast was seeing the usually unshockable Hakkai greatly concernced.

Even Gojyo, who'd rushed into the hall after hearing Hakkai's footsteps, back up a step at noticing his friend's expression. "What's wrong, Hakkai?" He asked, before coming foreword again.

"It's Goku. He suddenly started getting sick while we were walking, and then passed out again. I plan on checking on him after I lay him down to see if I missed something earlier."

Gojyo nodded and went back into their room to tell Sanzo of this new development. He was pulling back the covers on the bed for Hakkai to lay Goku down on when the Chi master walked into the room a few seconds later.

"Goyjo, would you please go get me a bowl of cold water? Sanzo, if you would open that window over there." Hakkai immediately took control, swiftly removing Goku's shirt. He gathered Chi into his hands, turning them green, before running them over Goku's torso.

"Hakkai." Sanzo's monotone voice stopped his ministrations, but only briefly.

"What?" He almost snapped, but caught himself in time. He turned with his ever-present smile, but somehow knew the others weren't that fooled.

"Is it just me, or is Goku a little...big?" The priest asked, watching as Hakkai worked.

"Not that you mention it, yeah." The hanyou murmured, also watching Hakkai work.

"What? What are you guys talking about?" The monocled youkai stood up, confused now.

"Look at his stomach."

"No, check his stomach. Something might be wrong with it."

Hakkai frowned, but nodded, and returned to the child. He ran his glowing hands over the tan stomach, concentrating so hard he didn't notice it at first. When he did, he gasped and stepped back, crashing into Gojyo, who'd gotten closer.

"What's wrong, Hakkai? Is it really bad?" The redhead asked, worried despite himself.

Sanzo just watched with an unreadable face.

"Well? How bad is it?!" Gojyo demanded, having not been answered yet.

"No, it's not bad, Gojyo. It's just...really unexpected." Hakkai stumbled when he let go of Goyjo, but caught himself in time.

"Are you expecting us to guess?" Sanzo this time.

"Oh...sorry. Well, it's just that when I was inspecting Goku's stomach, I found something. Well, two somethings The first was a heartbeat." He paused to let the others absorb this. Then he continued. "The second was a life, apart from Goku. It appears he's growing another life in his body."

They were all silent for a long time, each looking at Goku with different expressions. Sanzo was the first to speak after pulling out a cigarette and lighting it.

"You mean he's pregnant."

Hakkai nodded, closing his eyes.

"How is that even possible?" Gojyo burst out, glaring at both of them.

"Surely you knew, Gojyo. Goku's a hermaphrodite." Hakkai told him, bending down to inspect Goku's stomach once more, this time for the health of the unborn, tiny life form.

"Um, no, Hakkai, I didn't know that. How the heck is he pregnant, though?!"

"I was raped." The raspy voice of the only occupant in the room they thought was sleeping startled them all, and they came close to question him.

"What do you mean, Goku? Is that what happened when you passed out three days ago?" Hakkai asked, ceasing his ministrations to listen.

"...Yes. I didn't want to tell you guys because I was afraid of what you'd think of me. I was afraid you'd think I was weak." He struggled to sit up, and Hakkai took his arm to help him. But he waved the others to back up a little bit.

"Do you know who did it?" Sanzo asked this question; he didn't look it, but inside he was seething. How dare someone do this to his charge?!

Goku let out a deep breath. "I recognized his laugh. Deep, playful...we fought him before. I thought he was just like me, but I guess I was wrong."

Hakkai gasped again. "Homura?! You mean Homura did this to you?"

Goku shrugged. "It doesn't really matter anymore, I guess."

Gojyo fairly pounced on this. "What do ya mean it doesn't matter?! Of course it matters! We have to pay him back for this!"

"Leave it be, Gojyo. If he doesn't want us to fight Homura, we won't fight him." Sanzo commanded, taking another long drag of his cigarette.

Goyjo was clearly about to protest more, but after looking at Goku's downcast face, he decided against it. Instead, he grabbed a cup of water and handed it to the teenager.

"Here. You must be thirsty after sleeping again."

Goku nodded his thanks and drank the water, handing the cup to Hakkai when he was done.

"What are you going to do now, Goku?" The green man asked quietly, watching as Goku seemed to freeze up for a second.

"I think...I think I'm going to keep it. Even if it is a product of my rape, I don't want to kill it." Gou whispered, his hands clutching his stomach protectively.

"I can understand that. I'll help you, in whatever way you need." The other offered, smiling even through his sadness.

"I will too. After all, you're like my brother; I'm not going to let you go through this yourself." Gojyo grinned, ruffling Goku's messy hair.

Goku laughed a little, happy. But he sobered, turning to look at Sanzo. His opinion was just as important, if not more. He sat in tense silence for a minute, until Sanzo put him out of his misery.

"I'll stand by you. What "priest" would I be if I didn't help my charge in his time of need?" He was sarcastic, of course, but he was serious at the same time. He wouldn't leave his friend.

Goku's eyes burned, but he refused to cry. At least, yet. He really had friends; they really cared. This was his happiest moment, even among the circumstances. They do care. I was worried for nothing. I should have just trusted them.

Well, there's nothing you can do about it now. Just trust them more in the future, and you'll be fine.

Go was right, of course. Weird, how the insane part of his mind talked to him using more common sense than he had. But that didn't really matter. All that mattered was that he wasn't alone anymore. And he was starting to feel happy again.

It was time to come back.

And there it's ending! Yes, it's shorter than normal, but yeah. It's meant to be that way. The next chapter is a time skip, to about three months in Goku's pregnancy. Why? Because I want this story to get a move on! If you don't like it, go ahead and complain. But I digress. Please review for your loving author, who cares enough to write for you! I'll give you cookies if you do!

Ayame