A Ghost Story

Chapter 11


Gojyo shot up from the bed, flushed and panting, dripping with sweat. He noticed the bed sheets were wet at his crotch and he frowned at the uncomfortable feeling there. He threw the sheets off and swung his legs out of bed, kicking off his pajama pants. With his elbow on his knee and cheek in palm, he thought. He waited for his breathing to come back to normal and his body to cool. Damn. That was the best wet dream he had ever had! If that is even what it was. Hakkai could be in normal physical form in Gojyo’s dreams, so maybe they really did have sex. But whatever it was, it was REALLY weird. No one would believe him if he said anything, except maybe Sanzo and Goku. But they did not count. Gojyo smirked and took out a cigarette from the night stand and lit it. He took a deep drag and blew the smoke into the air, a look of pure satisfaction.

“Sex and smokes. Gotta love’em.” He heard a pathetic moan come from somewhere in the room and he recognized it as Hakkai’s. Hakkai came up through the floor and floated on his back, his hand sliding down to his pants in a wanton gesture.

/Damn you, Gojyo. Go back to sleep so we can fuck again./ Gojyo smirked.

“You’ll just have to wait until tonight. What a wanton spirit you are.” Hakkai came up between Gojyo’s legs so his face was near Gojyo’s sedated member. “Hey whoa, take it easy cowboy. There’s not much you can do with that right now. And if you tried, that would just be fucking weird. I’d see myself through your head.” He frowned as he imaged Hakkai blowing him in his ghost form. He could not believe he had even imaged it!

/Gojyo, I seriously doubt I could do that in this form. It would be like blowing cold air all over you./ Gojyo laughed.

“I guess so.” There was a bang on the door.

“Gojyo!” it was Goku “Gojyo wake up! It’s breakfast time! Sanzo made pancakes!” Hakkai smiled up at Gojyo.

/I will leave you to your breakfast with your friends. I need to rest for the day. That dream really took a lot of energy from me./ He winked. /I will be resting in the attic if you need me./

Gojyo winked back and watched him as Hakkai flew through the attic door. He got dressed and headed downstairs, hearing the familiar sound of Goku’s loud chewing. Sanzo stood over the stove, pouring more pancake batter onto the griddle. Gojyo smirked and walked back Sanzo, stopping to give him a kiss on the neck.

“Morning honey” Sanzo swung the spatula at him, just missing Gojyo’s head who had the foresight to duck.

“Fuck you, asshole. I’m only doing this because your idea of breakfast, or any food in general, is by combining all thing edible in the fridge! I’m not eating your poison.”

Gojyo ignored him and sat down on his side of the table, taking three pancakes off the plate in the center. He went for the syrup bottle but found it empty. He eyed it suspiciously then looked over at Goku, who had syrup spread all over his mouth. He instead took a large scoop of butter with his knife and plopped it on top. As he ate, he thought back to his dream and coupling with Hakkai. A part of him could not believe that it was real, but he knew it was. He had really begun to develop feelings for his ghostly roommate, and all in a couple of days. Now he needed to know what happened to Hakkai. Somehow, he had to get to those old records, his only chance of finding out about Hakkai. But how to go about doing it…

“Sanzo! Goku!” He almost shouted their names, making Goku choke on a pancake and Sanzo to nearly throw the spatula. “I need your help!”

“What the hell, cockroach!?” Sanzo hissed at him.

“I need your expert skills in ‘breaking and entering’ “ He smirked. Goku blinked and looked at Sanzo, who gave Gojyo the evil eye.

“Why are you asking for them?”

“I need to find out about Hakkai. I’m sure you two are just as curious about him as I am. The town library has all their old records behind closed doors. I couldn’t get in last time I tried. I know you two are good at breaking in, having enough experience. So the three of us will bust into the library and find the records! You in?” Goku grinned.

“Hell ya! I’m in!”

“Tch…I really rather not.” Sanzo glared.

“Aw come on Sanzo! We can find out about Hakkai! Besides, we haven’t done a job like that in a long time! Please Sanzo?” Goku begged him.

“He’ll let you be on top tonight” Gojyo added with a smirk that rewarded him with a flying knife whooshing past his head. “HEY! You could have hit me you fucking fruit!”

“Goku knows what to do. You don’t need me. You two can go and steal what you want. I’ll stay here.” Goku grinned.

“Okay! Don’t worry, Gojyo! I’ll help you get in lickedy-split!” Gojyo grinned back.

“It’s settled then. Be there, or be squared.”

Later that night, Gojyo and Goku walked into town, looking for the library. Gojyo’s knowledge of the town was still fairly new and he was not sure where everything was just yet. They could not ask anyone, in fear that if something got out about what was happening tonight, they would be screwed. Gojyo remembered one of the street names from before and knew that the library had to be down the road to the left.

When they found it, the two hid in the bushes until the last person left the library, locking up the doors. They sat in wait a bit longer, watching the other stores and buildings around them to also close up. After twenty minutes of waiting, Goku peeked out of the bushes and declared the coast clear. Keeping low, the two snuck around the back to where the basement doors lay, a heavy chain and lock around the handles.

“Can you get through that, Goku?” Goku nodded.

“Watch me!” From his pocket, he took out a small pin and set to work at the lock. Gojyo
kept an eye out for any passer bys.

“Hurry up already, will ya!?”

“Don’t rush me! This isn’t easy you know.”

“I don’t recall MacGyver having all this trouble!” He hissed. Goku rolled his eyes.

“MacGyver would be in some area with useful material and a script. I’m real!” And with that said, the lock fell open. “Beat that!” he said proudly, sticking his pick back in his pocket.

“Lets go!”

Gojyo took out his flashlight and lit the way for them, taking special care not to trip over anything. The basement was large, with boxes upon boxes of books. He spotted the door in the center and hurried to it, making sure Goku was sticking close behind. Gojyo jiggled the handle and the door opened immediately, having not been locked. The two entered the main area and Gojyo turned off his flashlight, having the street lamp outside and the moon to give them enough light.

“If I remember correctly…the files were behind closed doors behind the desk.”

“Then lets look there.” Goku jumped over the desk and looked at the door that was labeled “PRIVATE”. “That says it all.” He looked at the locks, frowning at the sight. “Three locks.” Gojyo joined him and whistled

“You’d think this was Operation Blue Book or something.”

“Whatever it is, it’s important. They must be hiding something.” He went to work at the locks. “They wouldn’t have this place all locked up like this.”

“Less talking, more picking! I want to get what I need and get out of here.”

“Asshole.” Goku mumbled under his breath and continued working at the locks until he finally had all three picked.

“Total time, half an hour.” Gojyo said flatly, looking at his watch. “And here I thought you were good at this.” Goku glared at him and flashed him the bird before opening up the door.

“I got you in here, didn’t I?” Gojyo rushed passed him and entered the small room, looking around. The files were all in labeled boxes and covered in dust.

“Alright, start looking! We need to find 1775.”

“Why 1775?” Gojyo rolled his eyes.

“That’s around the time that Hakkai died! Now shut up and start looking!”

Goku mumbled under his breath and searched through the boxes, checking the file tabs. Gojyo worked at the other end, choosing to start on the bottom shelf and so on up. When he got to the right end of the second shelf, he noticed a tab that said “Obituaries”.

“This has to be it! Goku, keep looking anyway. See what else you can find!” Gojyo opened up the thick file and carefully search through the papers, looking closely at dates. He found the smaller folder tab that read “1775” and opened it. What he found was a bunch of newspaper clippings. One headline caught his eye and he held it up, careful as to not let the fragile paper crumble to much.

“SERVENT MURDERED FOR UTIMATE SINS” “This is it!” He whispered to himself. “GOKU! Listen to this!” He began to read out loud.

“ ‘In the evening of the great Town Feast, a group of men invaded the house of a wealthy homeowner on Locust Street. The victim, known only as Hakkai, was a faithful servant of the owners, caring for the house and children, as well as a minuteman in the battle of Lexington. Word around was that he was laying with his sister and also enjoying the company of men and women.”

“Whoa, whoa back up! Hakkai screwed his sister?!” Goku asked, shocked.

“Let me continue! ‘The mob of men, lead by William Cornwall, invaded the house when the masters were not home and abducted the servant. The children, after talking to their parents, explained in detail what had happened. The servant was brutality murdered outside his residence and buried in a hallow grave. William Cornwall has refused the release of any other information regarding his decision. The owners are calling for a pardon for their servant but their plea will continue to be ignored.’ That’s all it says.” He said softly, hanging his head. “So Hakkai was murdered…”

“But they didn’t say ‘how’.”

“Doesn’t matter right now. If I tell Hakkai this, he might remember everything else! Lets hurry up and get back! This is all I need. We can always come back."