A/N: Ok then! So, uh, fourth chapter…ROCK ON! Yea…So thanks to reviewers, y'all rock my socks! (Hands random plushies of Saiyuki characters to each and every reviewer) Ok so…Finally mentions of Kanan in here…whoopee…uh...Oh yea! I don't know if it's just me or my computer or whatever, but it's really hard to tell when I'm changing settings. Like when I go from one part of the story to another I can't seem to get the paragraphs separated right and it might be confusing to some people and I really need them in this chapter so hopefully it works out. But if it doesn't…then bear with me, ok? I thought up this chapter while walking through the jungle (AKA forest on an island) and I think its pretty good so…hopefully you all will too.

Chapter 4:

Once Gojyo was home, drinking his coffee, and skimming, mindlessly through numerous television channels, he finally had time to think about the days events. Cho Hakkai, he thought again. Who is he? I feel like I've known him for years…those eyes…Once again he found himself thinking of those emerald pools. When he had first looked at the eyes of the other boy something had stirred in his memory. His eyes, his voice and his face…it was like trying to solve some sort of weird mystery and it was driving him insane.

Hakkai tried to concentrate on his homework but after a while he realized that it was useless. He couldn't stop thinking about Sha Gojyo. So strange…he thought, making himself some green tea, he too was feeling the same odd feeling that Gojyo was feeling. His voice did sound a bit familiar on the phone but…a lot of people sound like that on the phone. Maybe I'm just going crazy. That's probably it…ever since… his thoughts trailed off as he turned to look at a picture hanging on the wall. It was old but not really old, probably about a year or so. It showed him and a girl, both were laughing, their arms around each other…

Am I going crazy? Gojyo thought, as he got ready for bed. He sat down on his bed and lit a cigarette. Ok maybe it's just some sorta weird coincidence…some people say that they feel like this when they meet someone…right…but they usually say that about…possible girlfriend/boyfriend prospects… "Shit." Gojyo said quietly to himself, raking the cig across the bottom of the ashtray that he kept in his room.

It always happened like this. He would be reminded somehow about Her and then the depression came creeping up upon him. The hand which had been holding a mug of hot green tea, now held a bottle of Jack Daniels. He looked down at the bottle. What is wrong with me…

Well, might as well go to bed. Gojyo lay down on his bed above the covers. It was a hot night and he didn't like to use the air conditioning because he always forgot to turn it off and the bill always cost a fortune. He put his hands behind his head and stared at the ceiling. Well this is great, he thought bitterly, the one chance that I've got at passing high-frigging-school and I'm gonna be distracted the whole time. Just great. He slowly closed his eyes. Christ...I am sooo screwed. Were Gojyo's last thoughts before he drifted off to sleep.

Hakkai drank himself to sleep that night. He lay sprawled out on his couch, the empty bottle lay on the floor. Hakkai suddenly twitched in his sleep. Then he bolted up right. He was sweating and shaking slightly. He looked slowly looked around the room trying to figure out where he was. Then he saw the bottle on the floor and remembered. He shook his head then lay back on to the sofa. He thought about the dream that he had. It had been really strange. Sha Gojyo was in it. So were two other boys. He had been in a vehicle, from what he could tell, it had been a green jeep. He was…different. He was himself, but he was older and had strange clothing on, a monocle, a complicated green shirt and khakis. Gojyo had been sitting behind him in the jeep, arguing with a smaller boy with chocolate brown and a gold band around his head. Next to him there had been a golden haired man that had white robes on and scriptures around his shoulders. Hakkai was driving them through an endless desert. He could hear the two bickering in the back. And then the blonde had pulled out a handgun and shot into the air above his head twice and started to scream something about not being hesitant to kill both of them if the didn't shut the hell up.

Hakkai didn't understand the dream at all. It seemed more like a memory. It gave him the same feeling that he had gotten when he had met Gojyo…So familiar…

Gojyo woke with a start. He sat up rubbing his eyes. "What the hell…" he murmured. It took him a minute before he remembered why he had woken up so suddenly. What a weird dream. He had been walking in a street in the rain, when he had spotted something in the street. When he had gone up to the thing he saw that it was man. A wounded man. He looked at the man's face and was shocked to a pair of emerald eyes looking back at him. Then his eyes softened, as if he were smiling. Then they closed as he lost consciousness. The more Gojyo thought about it, the more he was sure that those eyes belonged to Cho Hakkai. I have got to be out of my fucking mind.

A/N: Ok so the chapter is FINALLY up! My computer decided to have a series of heart attacks while I was writing this. This chapter is actually supposed to be a bit short. I know all my other chappies are but I can't help it so just deal with it! Ok so…you know the drill…review and if you don't have nice comments then please don't be too mean about it.