Disclaimer: I don't own Saiyuki or any of the guys.

They were running for their lives. Usually, they stood their ground and fought but today there were just too many of them. Dozens and dozens of youkai flooded the streets and alley ways, so many that it was just too impossible to fight them all and live. So, for once, they chose to retreat.

"Down this way! I think I see somewhere we can hide." Gojyo pointed toward what seemed like a dead end. A doorway with a small light above it was at the end. "Come on, move your asses!"

The four of them ran to the door and finding it unlocked, hurried inside. Goku was the last one in and he made sure the door was locked tight. A heavy bass beat could be felt under their feet. They leaned against the door and nearby walls, catching their breath. All they could really see was a long hallway with doors on either side. A large man came running down the hall.

"Where the hell have you been? You were supposed to be here an hour ago and the customers are getting angry! We can't hold them off forever. Come on, you idiots and get changed." Going around behind them, he put his hands on Hakkai and Goku's shoulders, giving them a push down the hallway, towards one set of doors. "Your costumes are in there. I think I got them in the right dressing rooms." He pushed Hakkai and Gojyo into the room on the right side, Goku and Sanzo to the room on the left. "Get your butts in gear and get changed and meet me behind the stage in 10 minutes!! These women are animals tonight, just how you guys like it, right?" The man gave them a grin and a thumbs up and turned and walked away.

Hakkai slowly opened the door to see a dressing room with a large mirror and two separate changing stalls. He walked into the first stall. "Oh, My! Gojyo, I think we're in trouble."

"What the hell is going on here? Who does this guy think we are?"

"I think we are the nightly entertainment." Hakkai came out of one of the stalls holding a very small piece of fabric. "Would you like to be the gladiator or the fallen angel?"

Goku stood in the dressing room, totally confused. Sanzo just stood there trying to push his anger down so he wouldn't go across the hall and kill that damn water sprite. Just like him, tries to do something right and totally screws it up. Sanzo's trigger finger itched. Muscles in his cheeks jumped with alarming frequency. Goku went into one of the stalls and gasped.

"Hey, there a change of clothes in this one. They're kinda small, though." Goku came out holding a small leopard print cloth. "I think this is a bathing suit. Do you think there's a bath house around here?" He went in the next stall and quickly came out again. "There's no suit in here for you. This is all I could find." Goku held up a billowy white shirt, hat and a sword. "I don't get it. Is this a cosplay shop?"

Sanzo grabbed the costumes and looked them over. It looked like a pirate costume and the scrap of cloth Goku grabbed looked more like a loin cloth than a bathing suit. Sanzo dropped the loincloth and went across the hall and opened the door. There was Hakkai holding a short white robe and wings. "What the hell is going on! Where's Gojyo? I'm going to finally do it, I'm going to kill the bastard!"

Hakkai put his hand up to stop Sanzo from racing across the room to tear it apart. "Now, Sanzo, this may be a good opportunity after all. This seems to be a cosplay club, so we can blend in quite easily and rest for a bit. Maybe get something to eat and think of how to get out of town without thousands of demons following us."

Goku entered the room. "Where's the kappa?" Just then, Gojyo came out of one of the stalls, wearing his outfit. It was a dark blue gladiator outfit, cut snug to show off his broad, muscled chest. It was really short, with a skirt that just barely touched the top of his thighs, and lace up boots that came up to his knees. Goku hugged his belly, rolling on the floor with laughter. "Gojyo's wearing a dress!"

"It's not a dress, you stupid monkey. I'm a gladiator! Now, shut up or I'll run you through with the sword I found." Gojyo pulled the sword from his gold belt and thrust it at Goku. It wiggled. Gojyo's face fell. "So, I can't cut you but I bet it would hurt when I hit your damn little monkey head!"

Sanzo held up the costume he had in his hand. "I'm not wearing this thing. I don't care what kind of club this is, I don't care if the rest of you want to dress up like a bunch of goofballs, I refuse!" He crossed his arms and turned his back on the rest of the group.

"Please, Sanzo." Goku looked up at Sanzo with his great golden eyes. Goku had been with Sanzo long enough to know how to get what he wanted from the monk. Talk about food long enough, get food. Gripe about how tired you are, Sanzo ordered them to an inn for the night. Ask for a favor with big puppy dog eyes, you got it. Goku put all he had into his eyes. "Can we just stay here long enough for the youkai to give up and we can go to the next town. And I won't even complain until we get to the next town."

Sanzo put his head down. The monkey was going to get his way again. Sanzo didn't say a word, just picked up his costume and headed across the hall. Goku followed and shut the door behind him.

A few minutes later, they were all standing in the hall, costumes on. Gojyo was a gladiator and Goku was Tarzan. Sanzo was dressed as a pirate, complete with white flowing shirt, skin tight black pants and black boots that came up over his knees. A tri-corn leather hat completed the outfit. Hakkai was a fallen angel. He wore a short white robe that was open to his waist. His scar could be seen clearly through the gap in the robe. He had white wings on his back, but they were torn and bloody and yet still were somehow erotic. He wore nothing on his feet, like Goku. They stood in the hall, looking at each other, amazed at how each had a costume to fit their personalities.

The man who met them at the door earlier came running down the hall. "Ok, this is it guys. You look great. Now follow me and I'll cue you to when it's your turn to go on." That didn't make sense to the guys, but they thought that maybe this is how it works at a cosplay club. After all, they were rather busy and they didn't have much free time for fun. "Alright, get up to that curtain and I'll put you in your positions. Gladiator, come over here and Angel, follow him. Now, hold out your sword like you're fighting the angel. Good, now Angel, hold your arms up like you're pushing his sword back. Perfect!" He motioned to Sanzo and Goku." Now, Tarzan, come over here and stand like you're ready for battle and Pirate, stand facing him, sword drawn. No, look more angry, Mr. Pirate." Sanzo glared at the man. "That's better but don't look at me, look at Tarzan." The man stepped back and looked at all four of the guys, nodded and said, "Ok, the curtain will be coming up in about 15 seconds, so get ready."

Hakkai whispered to Gojyo, "Is this how it works in a cosplay club?"

Gojyo whispered back, "I don't know, I've kinda been busy for the last couple of years."

All of a sudden, the music got twice as loud and they could hear someone making an announcement but they couldn't make out what was said over the music. High pitched voices screamed every time the announcer paused and the four backstage began to get nervous. The curtain in front of them began to rise and smoke curled under the bottom, rushing backstage. The higher the curtain got, the brighter the light became. Hakkai squinted his eyes and tried to see what was happening, when he got a good look at the stage. There were 4 gold poles in various positions on the stage and a walkway came out in the middle front.

There looked to be about a hundred women in the club and they were clearly excited. There were women pushed up against the front of the stage holding money in their hands. They guys could make out a few words here and there, but mostly they heard garbled yelling.

"Over here, Angel. I can take away your pain!"

"Pirate! Come over here and I'll show you me booty!"

"Tarzan! I'll show you a few tricks you can take back to Jane!"

"You can unleash hell on me anytime, Gladiator!"

They guys dropped the poses they were holding and looked at each other. Realization dawning in all but one of their eyes. "Hey, what's going on here?" Goku looked at each of the other three, waiting for some one to answer him. "Isn't anyone gonna answer me?"

Gojyo turned and looked at Goku, a huge goofy grin on his face. "This ain't no cosplay club, monkey. It's a male strip club. Those women out there are the hungry lions and tonight, we're fresh meat!"