Saiyuki Self Insert…
Or, More Accurately, Elizabeth and Meagan Get a New Life
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Nicknames: Liz (Rizu-chan); Meagan (Mei-chan)
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Saiyuki Self Insert
By: Rizu-chan & Mei-chan
Disclaimer: Rizu-chan: own nothing of Saiyuki. Kazuya Minekura does. So don't fucking sue me for something I love to read and imagine about… Oh, yeah, I'll end up quoting Saiyuki here and there, especially at the beginning.
Mei-chan: Me neither! Me neither! Don't sue us! We're college students. We don't have money!
Note: Rizu-chan: -- is a scene change.
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Part 1:
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"Are you bastards ready yet?" chorused two female voices excitedly as they held a paperback between them. They were relatively new friends, but they felt as though they were sisters.
The first was nineteen years old and very cheerful. It was a rare thing if she did not have a smile on her face, and if she didn't… well, you should get out of her way. Her hair was a coppery brown, cut into a rather boyish cut. Her eyes were a very dark brown… but sometimes they were a deep violet. Modern-looking black and clear plastic glasses framed those eyes. Her hand flicked forward to turn the pages up to the beginning of the actual story.
The second was a year older and a lot quieter… except when she got excited about something. It was her book… no, manga they were reading. She had shoulder length reddish brown hair and greenish gold eyes. Her eyes were also framed with glasses. They were metal frames and almost oval in shape.
"You're doin' Hakkai and Gojyo, right?" asked the first.
"Mmhmm, and you're taking Sanzo and Goku," confirmed the second.
"Oh, yeah," said the first. "Who does the randoms?" she then asked. "You know, the people who aren't constant?"
"Umnh. I guess we pick and choose as we come to them…" said the second uncertainly.
"…Or we can skip the randoms." They looked at each other.
"We can skip the randoms."
The two of them put their heads together as they began to read the first page silently, as well as the second, third, fourth, and most of the fifth. The second female started out, "Here you are." She put on her best Hakkai voice. Then she paused as she and her friend scanned the words. Then she said, " Ah, ha, ha! Something like that!"
The first grinned as she came to the first Sanzo part. "Bad taste," she said in a flat Sanzo-y voice.
"I couldn't help it," laughed out the second, reading Hakkai's part. "It was the first think I could think of." She put on an almost saucy, purring voice, trying to emulate Gojyo. "Hey, miss. What's your name?"
The first cracked up. "Oh, that's great!" she gasped out, ignoring the 'script'. "If only we were there to see this!"
"Oh, yeah!" grinned the second. "I could just imagine what it would be like to be there."
"Uh, huh! I could so see Goku calling me 'Mei-nii-chan' and he'd call you 'Rizu-ane-chan'! And, of course, Sanzo would be mine."
"And Hakkai… shit, he'd be hard to win over. Harder than Sanzo."
"But who cares? We'd be with the hottest four guys ever!"
"Oh, yeah…"
"…Kimi said that I'm acting stupid again…"
"…Who cares? Aren't you allowed to have your own dreams?"
"You know Kimi."
Laughing, the second looked back at the book. She was very accepting of her friend's ability to see the dead.
Suddenly, her laughter died on her lips. Both she and her friend stared at the book… It was…
"What the hell?" gasped the first girl. The book in their hands had begun to glow and the glow was spreading from the pages and onto their fingertips. Surprised, they dropped the book, almost simultaneously.
"What's going on!" said the other. The glow had not receded from their hands. In fact, it was continuing to spread upwards. They rubbed their hands against each other and on their thighs, but it just spread the light further.
Soon, it was covering their arms, legs, and torso. They looked like fireflies… and the glow was inching up their necks… their chins… up over their nose… surmounted their ears and eyes and finally covered their foreheads. Then their hair lit up… it was almost like millions of tiny fiber optics…
The two girls got one last look at each other… and then… they knew no more…
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"Nnghh," a voice moaned. "Mmnh?" Slowly her eyes cracked open and she beheld her surroundings. Above her was a wooden roof instead of the lattice of springy metal and the bottom of a mattress. "Huh?"
She rapidly sat up and called, "Elizabeth?" She whipped her head back and forth. "Elizabeth?"
Suddenly, she realized that her head was far heavier than normal. "Eh?" She looked back over her shoulder and saw a sheet of… hair… "What the muther fuckin' hell?" She lifted a piece of hair and pulled slightly. Yep, it was definitely attached.
Slowly climbing to her feet, she eyed the rest of the room… it was obvious she wasn't anywhere near Blinn… or America for that matter. The room she was in was decidedly… oriental.
She took a step forward to the door… and suddenly found herself face first on the floor. Pulling herself up onto her elbows, she looked back… and realized something.
Her hair was fucking long. Not to the small of her back… not to just below her butt… It went down to her goddamn knees! And that wasn't all. She was dressed in the garb of a miko… a Shinto priestess…
"What the fuckin' hell!" she said again. No wonder she fell. These clothes were heavy! Slowly, she struggled to her feet again.
As if on cue, the door slid open. A woman was there, dressed just the same as she was. "Oh, Priestess Umihara! You're awake!"
"What? Who are you?" Her brow furrowed. "And what did you call me?"
"That is your name, my lady Priestess," the woman said.
"No it isn't. I'm Meagan."
"That may have been your old name, Priestess Umihara. The High Priestess of this temple has named you so." The woman knelt and prostrated herself before Meagan.
"What the fuck are you smoking and where can I get some?" Meagan spat out. The woman gasped and looked up.
"Why did you speak such foul language, Priestess Umihara?"
"My. Name. Is. MEAGAN!" shouted Meagan. "I'm not this 'Umihara' bitch and I'm damn well not a priestess!" She took a breath. "I'm Mea-gan. Meagan. Meagan. Meagan! Get it through your fucking thick skull."
"Please calm yourself, Lady Umihara," a very calm voice said. Before Meagan stood a beautiful woman dressed in the same miko garb. "I'm here to do your hair. The High Priestess has requested to meet with you."
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"Nnnnhh." Slowly her eyes opened to behold the canopy of trees over her head. "Huh? Trees?" She sat up. Around her was a pack of wolves. She just blinked at them, knowing that they wouldn't attack her… but still, she was nervous. Wolves don't just walk up to a human being and sit around her until she woke up.
Slowly, she stood. Every pair of golden eyes followed her. She stepped forward cautiously. The wolves before her stood and parted slightly. "What the hell?"
"Gray Lady," a voice came. She turned to look for the one who had spoke. There wasn't anyone behind her except for more wolves. However, one of them was larger and a little whiter that the others. "Gray Lady," came the voice again and she screamed in shock. It was coming from that wolf!
"What the fuck! What the fuck! What the fuck!" she spazzed. "Okay, calm down Lizzy. You're just hearing things… No, that isn't a reason to calm down. Oh, FUCK!"
"Gray Lady, welcome to our lands," greeted the wolf.
"Um, thank you?" She scratched at her head. "Who are you? …And how can a wolf talk?"
"You are speaking our language, Gray Lady," the wolf said with an inclination of his head. "We aren't speaking yours. My name is Mai Xau."
"Um, pleased to meet you…" She looked around at the pack. "My name is Elizabeth." She looked back at Mai Xau. "Why do you call me Gray Lady?"
"Because, Lady, you are like us but not at the same time."
"What the heck are you talking about?"
"Look into the pool, Lady." Mai Xau stood and walked to Elizabeth's left. She followed after him and saw a small river-fed pond. "Gaze into its waters."
Elizabeth walked to the edge and looked down into the water. There, she saw her reflection. Her red-brown hair was now iron gray at the roots and it faded into white at the tips. Her once green-gold eyes had shifted to a beautiful liquid gold. However, Elizabeth wasn't concerned about the 'beauty' of the scene… She was more focused on the fact that her ears swept up into long elfin points and her gold eyes had slitted pupils.
She did the only thing she could think of… She fucking screamed.
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This is only the beginning. Insanity is still to come…
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