No Originality
In the proud tradition of No Angels and No Devils,
On a slightly different vein.

Also known as :
And Time Again, and Again, and Again, and Again, and Again...

Disclaimer :
Two words : Bad fic.
The Second Disclaimer :
Two more words : Mary Sues.

Rating : PG-13 for swearing and general nastiness.

Genre : Self-deprecating humor. I'm taking myself down and every single one of you who've hitched a ride on my fic are going down with me. Bwahahahaaa.

Chapter 1

It was a lovely morning. Sunlight streamed in through the window, refracted by the glass into a spectrum of colors, painting itself a rainbow on the white walls. Dust and butterflies danced in the light beam--

Sanzo : WHAT ARE EFFING BUTTERFLIES DOING IN MY ROOM?

And the author wrote the obligatory clock scene...

Sanzo : *looks at clock*

Sanzo : Oh shit~~~~~!!!!!!!!!!!

Followed by the obligatory pack-and-go-scene...

Sanzo : Where the fuck are my shoes?!

And the obligatory classroom scene...

Teacher : Genjo Sanzo. You are late for class. Again.

Sanzo : Screw you too.

Teacher morphs into fs [1] : Yay! You said it at last! *glomps Sanzo and refuses to let go.*

[1] -- No Angels reference.

Sanzo : Oh shit. *whips out the Glorious Fan of Retribution, which bounces harmlessly off fs' numbskull*.

fs : I wuvvvvvvvvv youuuuuuu~~~~~!!!!!!

The rest of the class, who always has to do this : *sweatdrop*. Sensei....

sf : *sniggering* Shotakon, sensei?

Muse : Sanzo, tactic number 2?

Sanzo : You know how much I hate that!

sf : ^____________^

Muse : ^____________^

Sanzo : F--ing A--! *sighs, smiles, and bats eyelashes at fs* Anata...

fs : Kyyyyyyaaaaaa~~~~~~~~~ *nosebleeds, swoons and dissolves into a puddle of fangurl drool*.

Sanzo : Kami-sama. I abhore doing that... *glances around, to find that the rest of the class, guys and girls as one, have similarly dissolved into puddles of fanboy/fangurl drool*. Oh what the hell... *storms out of classroom*.

And upon stepping over the Threshold of Destiny, our glorious Genjo Sanzo houshi sama, reincarnated as an Angsty, Hormone-ridden Teenager, made acquaintance with the glorious Seiten Taisei Son Goku, reincarnated as an Angsty, Hormone-ridden Teenager...

Goku : *rushing into class late* *slams into Sanzo* Ahhhhhhhhh, sumimasen! *looks up. Eyes go big-big* Kyyyyyyaaaaaa~~~~~~~!!!!!

Sanzo : *nursing a bruise* What the-- *looks up*. *eyes go big-big*

And with what has been oft mistaken for a flash of recognition, regarded the youth whom he had so hastily encountered in this unusual fashion...

Sanzo : Not another fanboy! *leaps to his feet and runs away*

Goku : *running after him* Matteru! Matteru, Sanzo! Aishiteru!

Sanzo : *screams and runs even faster*.

Somewhere else :

In a dusty library where even the brilliant sunlight does not penetrate, for it is circumscribed by the austere creation of mankind known by the uncouth name of 'Walls', a bespectacled student huddled in the farthest, coldest corner, barricaded from the world by the impenetrable armor of knowledge...

Hakkai : Hi, I'm Cho Hakkai, student librarian, and the shelf just collapsed on me. Could you give me a hand?

Somewhere else :

In the sleeziness incarnate (notice that the accuracy of vocabulary used has diminished to the point of no return) of the school, where many fear to tread and venture into only in the event of greatest need, one soul haunted its murky depths, terrifying all others who might seek to journey thither...

Gojyo : Hi, I'm Sha Gojyo, and I just fell into the fucking toilet bowl! Will you morons stop gawking and pull me out of here?!

And these two quaint characters, so far removed from the world, will make their appearence in the next chapter...

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