A/N: Okay what's really odd is that—I forgot what's the story all about XD I know I'm so idiotically random sometimes. But anyways, this chapter is dedicated to: gerigirl. She has been reading this story for a long time and taking the trouble to send a special message to me and I can't help but return the gratitude and all the appreciation to her because if is not because of her (and yes all you dear fans of this story), I wouldn't get my lazy hands typing by now XD

It's also that school has been very tiring for me, draining out most of my mind and the capacity left of my mind was very little. But now…relax time and type! Okay okay, I'll shut-up and let you read your awaited chapter!

Chapter 11: The story of the baker and the cake

Now where did we stop to…

We all had read the events and the experiences Sanzo and Goku had gone through. The pastry relationship between Tiramisu and Chocolate cake. Sweet relationship with a hope that the decorative frosting will never melt away. However, realistically in this story, a love-interest falls for a cake than the baker of the cake.

If you were to meet someone special, who bakes a really good Tiramisu cake, the cake is just as beautiful as the baker…shouldn't we all think—I trust her in making my favorite Tiramisu cake!

Unfortunately throughout this story, in all the chapters dear readers had read, it wasn't abruptly this way for the two.

But Christmas Eve coming near…

And there's at least a little twinkle of hope…

Awaiting someone to wish upon it.

It's just 3 days before Christmas Eve and it had started to snow, people walking up and down the streets of the busy city, finding presents to be prepared home, booking restaurants for Christmas dinner. Counting money at the very last minute, taking day-offs for a special night.

It was all a big relief for everyone during the month of Christmas, and the weather went just fine. Snows falling smoothly and rarely have the city encountered accidents after the past few years.

To cut to short, everyone has been waiting for this month. Everyone is happy.

Except Sanzo, who is now still working over his working papers in his little office. Although he was promoted, it doesn't mean his personal problems had ever faded away just like an eraser rubbing away mistakes written on a blank paper.

While working busily, trying to get his mind focus more on his work, the blockage of thinking about Goku didn't work for him. There was no effect about ignoring Goku's existence in his mind, which somehow makes him feel more disappointed—more to himself.

For being stupid all this while and yet he's still thinking—where has he done wrong to that monkey boy?

Checking and chucking papers else where around the desk and shuffling little business cards, he stopped his hands. His expression start to turn white for a moment then softened as he thought of Goku.

Hakkai had told him about Romeo and Juliet, and his subcautious mind had told him something else about Romeo and Juliet.

There is time for them; when Romeo and Juliet had lost it.

He shook his head and slumped in his chair, a hand on his forehead as he exhaled deeply.

"Damnit…" He grumbled under his breath before turning a glance over the empty plate, with cream and frosting of cake left on the table.

His secretary brought the Tiramisu cake in sent by someone who mentioned he was someone dear to Sanzo. Was – But still hoping still presently is. Sanzo knew, the boy is no other than Goku who sent him this cake without facing him.

Goku must have been this angry to see him. He couldn't bear to see Sanzo, to give him his cake directly…

No.

This wasn't about Tiramisu.

This was about the baker.

The one who made his favorite cake, Tiramisu.

"Goku…" Sanzo whispered lowly, his eyes softening at the thought of Goku. Of how he had changed, of how he's not himself anymore. He's worried; he's concern about that boy…

He wanted Goku to be himself again.

He wanted…

He wanted Goku to know…he had made a decision.

He wanted to make a confession. A confession that he knew would be a risk to change his whole life but does he care? He's happy with it.

He came to realize he care so much about Goku; he came to realize how much he missed eating Tiramisu with Goku and his chocolate cake…

That it took a while for him to realize he needed him.

He loves him.

Sanzo love Goku just like he made sure he had Tiramisu cake on his table for lunch and tea break. Well isn't this all supposed to be a Math test with an unexpected answer? No, there is already an answer to all his questions.

He just realized the answer had been hiding within himself for so long; he never thought he would hurt the person he holds dearly close.

Sanzo shook his head as a small smirk of relief realization came like a sudden beam, he started to pull himself up from his chair, preparing to leave the office, grabbing his coat and rushed out of the office and the building.

Heading for the nearest cake shop under the falling snow.

And with that, the sight grew lovelier with Sanzo rushing under the soft rain of snow along the street and on his way to the nearest cake shop, for he was there—for only one purpose.

To meet his Chocolate cake.

What more maybe…it could be his new favorite cake!

A/N: I knooooooooowwwwwww it's short " Forgive me but I kinda lost ideas at a short time while writing. Hope you like this chapter and please RnR!