Author's Note:
I'm building a new webpage right now, so my updates might be kind of slow. I, with the help of those who offered beta services, are going through ALL of my old stories and fixing them up for the move! I do plan on keeping up with my writing while doing this, but it doesn't give me as much time to type. I hope you'll be patient with me! ^_^ Once the move has been completed, I expect to be back up to my usual speed. My webpage will host ALL of my fics (including ones I can't put up on ff.net) as well as artwork and many other things. If you'd like to check out my webpage, it's here:
A HREF="http://www.freewebs.com/endlessimagination/index.htm"Endless Imagination/A
Until the End of Time
Chapter 15
Goku stepped from the bathroom, towel wrapped around his bare shoulders, and glanced over to the kitchen. Sanzo was reading the paper, coffee in one hand, cigarette in the other. He smiled and just watched the other man for a moment. The morning light filtered through the window, turning Sanzo's hair into a shimmering gold. His skin was so pale, the apparent softness strange with the harsh expression that Sanzo held.
Unable to help himself, Goku moved forward and gently slipped his arms around the man's shoulders, burrowing his nose in Sanzo's still-damp hair.
"Do you have to go to work?" he asked.
"You know I have to," Sanzo replied with no change in his position or expression.
Goku pouted. "I wanted you to meet Gojyo and Hakkai. Maybe it would help your memory."
"What would they have to do with it?" This time, Sanzo turned and looked at him.
Goku blinked a little. "Ah, well they were part of our past. The four of us, we hold some kind of connection to each other. Both remember their lives before, and they're good friends of mine."
"Which explains a lot," Sanzo commented dryly.
"Hm?"
"The reason why you fought with me about helping Gojyo. He's connected to your past," Sanzo explained.
Goku nodded, shrugging a little. "Those two are like older brothers to me. I've met them multiple times in the past as well, although it's not as strong of a connection as the one I feel with you. I was lucky that Gojyo had already recalled his past life when I met him this time. He gave me shelter and food, and it was so nice to see a familiar face."
Sanzo was quiet, and Goku looked down at the floor, his shoulders feeling heavy. "I've spent so much time alone. You wouldn't belive how terrible it has been, being unable to find you for so long. I can't belive that I managed to this time. And the others too. Having all of the people that matter to me around me, it's amazing. I haven't been so happy in such a long time."
Arms slipped around him and Goku closed his eyes as he was held against the other's warm chest. He felt... just unexplainable. Happy and sad and wanted and tired and excited and desperate and... loved.
"You won't be alone anymore," Sanzo told him quietly.
He would be, eventually. But for now, this was enough.
to be continued....
I'm building a new webpage right now, so my updates might be kind of slow. I, with the help of those who offered beta services, are going through ALL of my old stories and fixing them up for the move! I do plan on keeping up with my writing while doing this, but it doesn't give me as much time to type. I hope you'll be patient with me! ^_^ Once the move has been completed, I expect to be back up to my usual speed. My webpage will host ALL of my fics (including ones I can't put up on ff.net) as well as artwork and many other things. If you'd like to check out my webpage, it's here:
A HREF="http://www.freewebs.com/endlessimagination/index.htm"Endless Imagination/A
Until the End of Time
Chapter 15
Goku stepped from the bathroom, towel wrapped around his bare shoulders, and glanced over to the kitchen. Sanzo was reading the paper, coffee in one hand, cigarette in the other. He smiled and just watched the other man for a moment. The morning light filtered through the window, turning Sanzo's hair into a shimmering gold. His skin was so pale, the apparent softness strange with the harsh expression that Sanzo held.
Unable to help himself, Goku moved forward and gently slipped his arms around the man's shoulders, burrowing his nose in Sanzo's still-damp hair.
"Do you have to go to work?" he asked.
"You know I have to," Sanzo replied with no change in his position or expression.
Goku pouted. "I wanted you to meet Gojyo and Hakkai. Maybe it would help your memory."
"What would they have to do with it?" This time, Sanzo turned and looked at him.
Goku blinked a little. "Ah, well they were part of our past. The four of us, we hold some kind of connection to each other. Both remember their lives before, and they're good friends of mine."
"Which explains a lot," Sanzo commented dryly.
"Hm?"
"The reason why you fought with me about helping Gojyo. He's connected to your past," Sanzo explained.
Goku nodded, shrugging a little. "Those two are like older brothers to me. I've met them multiple times in the past as well, although it's not as strong of a connection as the one I feel with you. I was lucky that Gojyo had already recalled his past life when I met him this time. He gave me shelter and food, and it was so nice to see a familiar face."
Sanzo was quiet, and Goku looked down at the floor, his shoulders feeling heavy. "I've spent so much time alone. You wouldn't belive how terrible it has been, being unable to find you for so long. I can't belive that I managed to this time. And the others too. Having all of the people that matter to me around me, it's amazing. I haven't been so happy in such a long time."
Arms slipped around him and Goku closed his eyes as he was held against the other's warm chest. He felt... just unexplainable. Happy and sad and wanted and tired and excited and desperate and... loved.
"You won't be alone anymore," Sanzo told him quietly.
He would be, eventually. But for now, this was enough.
to be continued....