Author's Note: Bwahaha...I got another Saiyuki poster. X3 and a WALLSCROLL! I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THE WALLSCROLL! IT'S SO AWESOME AND THEY LOOK SO SEXY AND I COULD JUST KEEP SCREAMING FOREVER!!!! But instead, I'll shut up so you can read the fanfic. X-x

Wasabii--- -glances at fan and hides in a cereal bowl- ((and Sanzo will talk a dirty, in the next chapter...bwaha...))

Koryu-Sanzo--- Who needs a bed to have sex? In my imagination, they could quite possibly do it anywhere...

Elriel--- Yes, it is quite sad. This story will be drawing to a close in...2 chapters. One of which will be review responses only.

Akiko Koishii--- O-O That is the highest compliment I have EVER received! Thank you! But I don't think I could do it because I procrastinate too much. XP

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Chapter 12: Recovered

-)Gojyo POV(-

Sitting on a goddamned plane for over HALF A DAY just drives you fucking INSANE. To make matters worse, it was raining when I arrived. Oh, that was just some great shit right there. I was now walking around with a suitcase, soaked, and in a foreign country where people couldn't understand a damned thing I said.

"Damnit..." I muttered as I trudged along the street. Eventually I ended up sitting on a pair of wet stairs. Not like I cared though. As I sat there I asked myself if I had come so far to get lost. I blinked as I realized that I was no longer being pelted by raindrops. I looked up to see Hakkai holding an umbrella over my head.

His smile was as warm as ever and the time we had spent separated fell away. It faded so that it only felt like some sort of dream we had shared together. Yet, I couldn't help but stand up and give him a kiss. He laughed, his soft voice like a small bell ringing out in the dark.

"I missed you, too, Gojyo." I smirked to myself. I knew that he didn't need to hear it to know it. My body told him everything that he needed to know. "Where are Sanzo and Goku?"

"It's just me. Sanzo-sama wanted to spend time with the bakasaru. As for me, I wanted to spend time with you." I said wrapping my arms around him; my head nestled in the crook of his neck. I could literally feel him turn red hot.

"That's so sweet of you, Gojyo. But..." I blinked and pulled away slightly.

"But what?" I asked in a slightly anxious tone.

"If you stand here, hugging me in your drenched clothing, we'll probably both catch a cold," he said with a small laugh. "Let's get back to my dorm room." We walked for a while, talking a little, but mostly just enjoying being in each other's company. Once in his dorm room I changed into a dry pair of boxers and pants. Screw the shirt, it'd get wet from my damp hair anyways.

I sat on Hakkai's bed as he made some cup ramen. It was rather strange since Hakkai was quite concerned about health. I began to wonder how much he had missed me over here and what kind of things had occurred.

"Here." I blinked at the sudden voice that interrupted my thoughts. I looked at Hakkai who was handing me the cup ramen and carefully took it from him. I didn't need hot soup splashing onto my stomach or any other body part for that matter.

"Thanks." He smiled at me and then sat down next to me on the bed. I watched him as he bent over to slurp up the noodles. )1( He blinked in confusion as the steam from the noodles rose and fogged up his glasses. I snickered slightly before reaching over and pulling off his glasses.

"Didn't expect things to get steamy already," I said, setting his glasses aside. For a few moments it was silent except for the pitter-patter of rain, the slurping of noodles, and the occasional creak of the bed. However, in my mind I was thinking of how it could be possible to persuade Hakkai to come back to Japan with me.

I wasn't trying to damage his education; I just wished that he had picked somewhere closer to home, to me. I finished off the rest of my noodles and put the soup-filled cup on his nightstand next to his glasses before turning to him.

"Hakkai," I said in a rather serious tone of voice. "I know that you enjoy having a music major and all, but I want you to come back to Japan with me. I love you, and I miss you every single goddamn day. Won't you come back?" I asked in a slightly quiet voice. I watched Hakkai swallow before speaking.

"Gojyo, I love you, too. I don't want to be so far apart from you either, and it's sort of my fault for applying to a college so far away. I'm sorry about that. But I must also say I can't waste this-"

"It's okay," said a voice I had never heard before. It almost made me jump to hear someone break the tension like that. I turned around to see a rather short man, shorter than me anyways, in his mid-thirties or so.

"Wakabayashi-sensei!" exclaimed my green-eyed lover. "I didn't notice that you were listening in on our conversation..."

"Oh, I'm sorry for intruding like that on the two of you though. I thought you were up to something when I spotted you with him, so I followed you up here. However, I didn't really mean to listen in on your conversation. It just happened."

"Wait, what did you mean by it's okay?" I asked, standing up.

"Well, I'm friends with the teachers who work over at )2( Pan School of Music. There's a good chance that I could get Hakkai transferred over there." Those words lifted my spirits considerably.

"When can he leave?" I asked, trying to keep down my happiness.

"He could leave tonight if he wishes to. I'll just contact the faculty and he should be clear to go." I had done it. I had caught him. I had found the one thing that I valued in my life more than anything, and we would never be apart.

-ZxZ-

)1( This comes from a funky experience of mine. It happened to me except after that, my glasses slipped off my nose and nearly landed in the ramen.

)2( It's another music school, but located in Tokyo.

Author's Note: Okay, we all know what's coming next right? And if you don't...next chapter is what your yaoi minds have been asking for. It is...-dramatic pause- the smut/lemon! X3 The rating will be changed to R so if you don't see this fic next Friday, search for it!