"Goku?" Hakkai asked as he walked into the kitchen, stepping over broken plates and jugs. He looked around the room

"Oh dear…" he muttered and left the kitchen to go and find Gojyo, but found the living room empty. He had expected Gojyo to be back by now, after all, there was really nothing of interest in the 'quiet room'. It was just like their hotel room.

Hakkai frowned; something else was missing from the front room. He looked around; all the furniture was still there, Jeep was there, Gojyo was down the hallway, Goku was…well he was in the kitchen and….

"Oh, of course! Sanzo's missing!" Hakkai's frown deepened, "That's odd, he shouldn't have moved, he was in a kind of trance…oh well, he must have gone to the toilet or something." And then Hakkai sat down and waited.

Gojyo had walked into room 711 to quite a surprise. The room was littered with pieces of paper and doodlings. He picked up one of the pieces of paper, which amongst incomprehensible scribbles contained a childish drawing.

Three stick figures, with names written underneath (Monkey, Kappa and Hakkai, respectively) were all looking clueless and sported large question marks above their heads. Speech bubbles containing phrases such as 'I'm stupid' and 'I have a monkey brain' circled around their heads. Another stick figure, labelled 'Me', was drawn as far away from the others as possible and was standing with a suitcase by a sign that said 'To Hollywood'.

Gojyo snorted and read some of the other pieces of paper, which contained similar scribbles and gathered them up to show Hakkai.

Sanzo, in the meantime, was sitting in a bar two buildings down the street. He realised that he had left his credit card, his gun, his fan and most importantly his robes and sutra back at the hotel room. All he had was a dressing gown, which got him strange stares from a man sitting at a table in the corner.

"Quit staring at me, fag." Sanzo had hissed at the man, and swivelled his chair around, so that he couldn't see the man's stares. He moodily picked up a pen on the bar counter and began formulating a plan to get his stuff back.

"Gojyo, you've got to see this."

"Hakkai, you gotta see these."

Said Gojyo and Hakkai simultaneously as Gojyo walked back into their hotel room, carrying a pile of papers.

"You first." Gojyo said, dropping the paper on the coffee table.

"Look in the kitchen…"

"Ok?" Gojyo walked over to the kitchen and walked through the door "What the…?"

Sanzo had given up on his plan to get his stuff back by the time that the free drinks started piling up in front of him. It turned out that the man who had been staring at him since he had got to the bar, had decided to take it upon himself to send Sanzo over a variety of alcoholic beverages.

Sanzo, who was very irritated, was also very parched and dearly wanted to drink the icy cold beer, but then again didn't want to, as the man would think that it was an invitation for him to come over. So, Sanzo was in quite a predicament and could think of no immediate way to solve it.

Aside from the broken china, the actual kitchen looked quite normal, except for a circular area in the centre of the room. Goku was curled up, asleep, in the middle of this area, clutching a packet of pens. Everywhere around him, written in permanent marker, was everything that Goku hadn't said throughout the time that he had to be quiet. Endless repetitions of 'I'm hungry' and 'Ouch!' were there, along with insults, exclamations, whinings and a whole multitude of sentences.

Hakkai came to stand next to Gojyo, "Weird, eh?"

"You could say that again. I didn't know the monkey was suffering so bad."

"I had a feeling that he may not be too pleased with his resolution…" Smiled Hakkai, who walked over to Goku and dropped a blanket over his shoulders

"Well of course you would, Hakkai." Gojyo grinned and leant on a kitchen cabinet, "…so what we gonna do with him?"

Hakkai sighed, "Well, we really need Sanzo here to smooth it out, I'm guessing that he wrote Goku's resolution, as Goku wrote yours, I wrote Sanzo's…" Gojyo groaned in an exasperated way, then stopped at the look on Hakkai's face

"What?" Hakkai asked, walking over to Gojyo

"Oh, nothing. I just reckon you could have come up with something better. Y'know, really made him suffer." Hakkai ignored Gojyo and continued

"Well, as I was saying, I wrote Sanzo's, which would mean that Goku's was written by either you or Sanzo. Am I correct in saying that Sanzo wrote Goku's?"

Gojyo nodded

"So, we need him here. Goku will listen to Sanzo, and then maybe he will talk again and just let all his problems out."

"Nuh uh, we don't want another one going all loopy on us, thanks very much, let's leave chimpy as he is."

"Well, it was your fault Gojyo, if I do remember correctly, that one of us went 'loopy' in the first place."

"Hakkai…" Gojyo whined, "I was only trying to make you stop bottling up your problems, and actually tell us stuff. I thought it would be better for all of us, less tension perhaps. But in hindsight, it probably wasn't the best idea I've ever had."

Hakkai smiled again, "You can say that again."

"Nah, too long a sentence." They both laughed and Hakkai brought up the fact that Sanzo wasn't there.

"Oh, that's no mystery. I know where he is, or at least I know where he's going." Gojyo said, walking through to the front room and picking up some sheets of paper and handing them to Hakkai, who had followed him into the front room from the kitchen.

"I see…" Hakkai said, surveying the pictures, "Sanzo's not that good an artist, is he? Even his stick people are all wrong, I mean Goku's taller than us and I don't seem to have any eyes, or a nose."

"Oh yeah…" Gojyo took the paper from Hakkai, "Hey! I don't have mouth."

"Guess it's wishful thinking on Sanzo's part."

"Shut up…"

"Ok, time to stop joking around, we've got to go and find Sanzo. I don't know how far he will have got in this time-"

"Not too far, I wouldn't think." Gojyo said, going to retrieve Sanzo's belongings, from where he had stuffed them earlier.

"Gojyo! You stuffed his clothes behind the toilet!" Said Hakkai incredulously, as Gojyo returned to the room, smoothing out Sanzo's robes.

"Yeah, well it was funny at the time."

Hakkai rolled his eyes at Gojyo's childishness, "Come on, we have to find him."

"What about the saru?" Gojyo asked, as they were about to leave the room

"Erm…well he can't go anywhere once the door's locked and we should be back before he wakes up anyway." Hakkai replied, Gojyo shrugged and they left the room.

However, the open window in one of the bedrooms, with a short drop to the ground, contradicted what Hakkai had just said and when Goku did wake up, a few minutes later, it was very helpful indeed.

"Gojyo…" said Hakkai as they were walking out of the hotel's doors and down the street, "I've been thinking…"

"Mmmm."

"Sanzo, Goku and I have all been, well let's face it, basically driven insane by our resolutions, and you don't even seem phased by yours. Please tell me why this is."

"Erm…well I'm a strong guy, I'm not gonna break down just cos I've had my cigarettes taken away." Hakkai totally wasn't buying it

"Uh huh…then why do you smell like cigarette smoke?"

"Sanzo smokes doesn't he? The smell must have got attached to me"

"Sanzo's not here at the moment."

"Erm…the smell's stuck in my clothes."

"Those are brand new, we bought them a few days ago."

"Well…er…" Gojyo was out of excuses and Hakkai knew he had won

"Well then?" Hakkai asked

"Oh all right, I admit it. I never gave it up."

"Hmm, we'll just have to find you a nice evil punishment then." Hakkai smiled an evil smile and walked off down the road, with a very worried Gojyo in tow.