Saiyuki FanFiction!!

P.O.V. – Mira

It was so good to see Mari again, even though I was worried about my mother. She hugged me, and then looked Gojo up and down. I could almost see the thoughts in her eyes. She smiled at me and flashed a thumbs up, and we both burst out laughing. “Hey…Where’s Hikke?” I suddenly asked, looking around. Goku shrugged. “I think he went outside.” He mumbled. Tara sighed. Then they all joined in their conversation again. I would have gotten out to go look for him, but I couldn’t. Gojo looked down at me, then wrapped his arms tighter around me. I looked up at him, and he smiled. “Hey. It’s no big deal. He’s fine.” He said quietly. I nodded, adjusting my bandana. He kissed my cheek. “If you want to go look for him, I’ll come with you.” He mumbled, sighing. I shook my head, kissing him gently. “I think I’ll just go to the bathroom. And I know, as much as you’d like to come with me, you can’t.” I said in my whispery, “bedroom” voice. He shivered, then freed one hand to brush away a piece of hair on my forehead before picking me up and setting me on his other side. He kissed my cheek again before I walked away, heading towards the bathroom. I could feel Mari’s stare boring into my back, but I didn’t react. As I turned the corner, I sighed. What was going on here? Why was Mari here? Was something else up that she wasn’t telling us about? I didn’t make it to the bathroom. I just slid down the wall in the narrow hallway, wrapping my arms around myself, and sighed.

After we finished our meal, Hikke still hadn’t returned. “He probably went back to the hotel.” Gojo said quietly. “I bet he’s there right now.” I nodded, shrugging. “I guess.” I mumbled. Gojo squeezed my shoulders. “It’ll be fine, Mira. You worry too much.” I chuckled. “Yeah. You’re probably right. Let’s get back, though…I’m kind of tired.” Gojo chuckled. “That’s my girl…” he muttered under his breath. “Oh. Darn. You were planning on sleeping tonight.” I smacked his arm gently. “Oh, Gojo!” I laughed. “What?” he asked, smirking pervertedly. He looked around. We were the only people down this road, and I wondered how we had gotten separated from the rest of the group. Gojo didn’t give me much time to think, though, because he gently pushed me up against the wall. He kissed me gently, invaded me. I gasped, but wrapped my arms around his neck. His lips moved from my lips to my jaw-line, then to my neck. I tried to keep my breathing even. He picked me up, bridal style, and kissed me again. He carried me to a more “private” place. “What’s the ocassion?” I asked softly when he gave me a breathing break. He shrugged. “I missed being able to be with you like this in the jeep.” He mumbled kissing the base of my neck. I laughed and pulled his head back up to me so I could kiss him again.