Disclaimer: Just go ahead and refer to the last chapter, since I don't feel like repeating it once more. And on that note, it's time to find out what Hakkai's really thinking most of the time behind his smiling face! Oh, and some of you might be wondering why Goku's calling his baby "cub." I can't remember if I told you this or not, so I'll say it again. I couldn't find a technical term for "baby monkey" so cub seemed to be the closest thing I wanted to use. I didn't use baby because this way you're seeing his more animalistic instincts surfacing, as would any "mother's."

Warning: Refer to the last chapter for this as well.

What Dreams May Come

Chapter 6

Hakkai knocked softly on his and Goku's bedroom; he wanted to know if Goku was awake, but if he wasn't, he didn't want to wake him.

He got no answer; Goku must have fallen asleep in those few minutes Hakkai wasn't in the room. Well, I do want him to sleep, so I'll just lay these new modified shirts by his bed, and lay down myself. That way, if he wakes later on, I'll be there in case he needs something.

Hakkai smiled to himself, opening the door as quietly as possible. Thankfully, these doors didn't squeak; it was a pretty nice inn they were staying in this time. And there was Goku, asleep on his back, spread out in the middle of the bed by the door. His blanket was tangled in his feet, comletely off of him.

Hakkai sighed and laid the shirts on the nightstand, before going over to Goku and untangling his legs. Almost immediately, the youkai turned a little to the side and curled his legs up, but they didn't get that far because of his belly.

Cute. Hakkai thought absently as he settled the blanket back over the youkai. Wait...did I just think that? I can't! Goku's my friend; it would be wrong to think of him that way. He almost sounded angry in his thoughts as he backed away from the now large child and quickly left the room, placing a hand over the almost completely blind eye behind the monocle. Why did I think that? Why now? This is terrible. I...I can't tell anyone about this. What will they think?

Hakkai's thoughts were in turmoil; he had no idea what he should be thinking. But then he decided he didn't need to think anything at all. He figured there was no way that Goku would ever find out what it was he'd just thought, so he had no need to keep thinking about it. After all, there was also no way Goku thought the same way, about him.

Goku felt something quivering deep within his stomach, something alien to him. It was so foreign it woke him from a deep sleep, and he placed his hands on his stomach. The jumpy feelings felt like they were coming from his cubs!

"Hakkai! Hakkai!"

The Chi master, who'd been asleep on the bed across the room, instantly woke up, alert for any danger. "What's wrong, Goku? Is it an assassin?" Years of assassins attacking them in the night made the question reflex.

"No. I think something's wrong in my stomach! It feels weird!"

Hakkai quickly turned on a light and made his way over to where Goku was still protectively holding his midsection. He ran his Chi over the distended area, checking for any abnormalities that he might have missed before or had just showed up. After a few minutes, he let out a relieved laugh and took his hands away.

"Hakkai, why're you laughing? What's wrong with them?!" Goku was getting frantic; normal under the circumstances.

"Nothing's wrong, Goku. You just felt your babies moving; they do that in the placenta where they're located. If they only stayed in one position, well, it'd be very uncomfortable for you and them. You'll be feeling that a lot lately, as well as what people call "kicking" from them. That might get painful, depending on where they kick you." Hakkai informed him, putting his monocle back on; it'd fallen off while he was asleep.

"Oh. I guess that makes sense. Is that why my chest has been hurting lately? Not my stomach, but up higher." Goku asked, pushing against where his ribs were supposed to be.

"No, not exactly. That would be because your body has pushed all your internal organs up your body to make room for the babies you will be having soon. The pain you occasionally feel is them moving."

By the end of the other little lecture, Goku was looking green. You never know what gross things you'll learn by listening to Hakkai.

Hakkai grinned; he knew what his friend was thinking. Looking towards the window, he noted the time. "Well, there's about half an hour until Sanzo will demand we get up. How about I make you breakfast?"

"That sound great!" Goku grinned as well, throwing back the blanket covering him; Hakkai turned away at finding the other clad only in an extra large t-shirt.

These thoughts shouldn't have resurfaced so quickly! What's wrong with me? He thought frantically, walking to the other side of the room while Goku changed into his normal clothes, although with more area in the stomach area. If I just surpress these feelings, then I've got nothing to worry about. It should be as simple as that.

Oh, if only Hakkai's intellect were good when it came to human emotions.

"'Kai, are you ready?" Goku called from directly behind him, and he jumped.

"Ah, yes. Lets go." Hakkai smiled, but it was his usual fakeish smile. Goku didn't really notice the difference, though; he was busy thinking about food. Again.

Once again, they were travelling by Jeep. There hadn't been any attacks in weeks, and all were expecting one soon, yet at the same time they were relaxing in the warm afternoon sun. And for once, none of them were fighting; they were all sitting with their own thoughts.

Goku was thinking, for once, about the tense atmosphere that surrounded him, something he'd missed at breakfast, when it'd started. He was worrying if he was the cause of it; he hoped he wasn't.

Hakkai was hoping that Hakuryuu hadn't catching a fever; he didn't seem to be feeling well that morning, and Hakkai was hoping it wasn't too serious. Although, the real reason he was focusing his thoughts on Hakuryuu was because he didn't want to keep thinking about Goku.

Gojyo had his thoughts centered on Dokugakuji, whom he'd recieved a letter from last night. His older brother was requesting, no demanding, a meeting with him soon. He wanted to "reminisce" about something that had happened years ago, something he really didn't want to think about. This time, though, it wasn't about their mother.

And Sanzo was thinking about what was going to happen in the later months. How were they going to take care of the babies Goku was carrying, now and when they were born? It was going to be even more hard to survive in the months to come.

They were all thinking pretty intensely, which is pretty funny if you think about it. After all, since when are the four heroes of the west intense in anything but fighting?

Then again, all that changed when the first enemy appeared.

"Hey, Kou, have you seen Yaone? She was supposed to be getting me this new potion she's been working on, but I can't find her."

Koukaiji glanced up from his desk, finding Dokugakuji standing in front of him. His first soldier wasn't wearing a shirt, per usual, but he was used to it. Koukaiji sighed, setting aside the general's report he'd been reading. "She said she was going to take Lirin out for a walk, and would be back later. What new potion has she been working on?" He wondered, standing and smoothing out his white coat. (a/n: His newer outfit, the awesome long white coat!)

"It's nothing really. Just something to help reduce hunger while on long missions with little to none provisions." Dokugakuji replied, crossing his arms together.

"Oh, is that it? She told me it was sitting on her bed; we can go get it now. You have something you want to tell me, correct?"

The latter nodded and followed his leader prince out of his office and down the hall, to where their personal chambers were. Yaone's was the farthest down, away from the men's. Koukaiji opened her door, it wasn't locked, and glanced around at the slightly feminine room. A purplish concoction in a large bottle was indeed sitting on her bed. Dokugakuji went foreword to grab it, but then settled himself on the floor when Koukaiji gave him a look.

"It's nothing bad, really. I've just been working to schedule a meeting with Sha. Off the record, of course. We havfe some unfinished business I want to settle. I didn't want to tell you in case you forbid it."

Koukaiji rolled his eyes; for how smart his soldiers were, they really didn't seem to know him. Of course, that was only half true, but that wasn't the point. "I would never forbid you from seeing your younger brother, Doku. You should know that. I just don't want you to go sneaking around behind my back. That I forbid." He said, looking straight into his subordinate's eyes.

"Yes, of course, Kou. It's not that I don't trust you..." He began, but Koukaiji waved him off.

"I know that already. Now, you have what you need, and I have what I need. We should get out of here; you never know how mad Yaone will get if she catches us lingering."

They both laughed. "That's true. Hey, Kou? ...Thanks." Dokugakukji's voice was soft, softer than it had ever been.

Koukaiji just waved him off, not looking at him. But the other already knew that he was smiling. He never liked sentimentalities, but it was always good to hear it.

And there it's ending, once again. I just wanted to have a cute little friendship moment there; sorry, I couldn't resist and was hitting writer's block. Anyway! So, ever see the Dominos commercial where they're reenacting the civil war, or something, and they say each pizza was only 4.99? And the guy's like, "rubbish!" and shoots the car with a flaming arrow? Ah, funny. Sorry again, tangent there. Um, so please review for me!

Ayame