This is the first chapter of The Rebirth Trilogy: The Last Leg
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For further knowledge, this is the last installment. The first was The Rebirth Trilogy: Death Row and the second is The Rebirth Trilogy: Second Chance
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Watching and Waiting
"This is boring." said a man in a black army attire; the uniform's trimmings were red and he wore a cloak that parted in front only slightly hiding the katana he carried. His shoulder length silver hair waved in the breeze. His cap hung loosely by two of his fingers, "I'd rather attack them now."
"This is more fun!" said a girl beside him. She was wearing a yellow sleeveless shirt over a soft pink shirt. Her white short skirt waved around a bit revealing green tight shorts underneath. She had shoes on but she twirled around as she spoke, distracting the man. The bell on her neck rang. Her Cherry red hair was long and in a braid. It reached her waist. Some of it was right in front of her ears aand came down to her chin. These tufts were loose and waved around as she spun around. Her short bangs in her forehead barely moved. "Let's follow them! Come on!"
The girl jumped to the next cliff with a smile on her face. She turned to face the man and blinked her cerulean blue eyes. The man followed her.
"You're too carefree, Sakura." said the man.
"Lighten up, Watahashi!" answered Sakura with a smile.
Watahashi kept quiet but followed her anyway from one cliff to the next. From the bottom one could barely make out shadows that flitted over the high rock formations.
Hakkai drove them through the valley while Sanzo read the newspaper he bought from the last town they visited. Goku was sitting on Ashura's right with a meat bun in his mouth. Gojyo was on Ashura's left. He was smoking and his relaxed posture was rocked gently by the pebbles they had to drive through. Ashura kept the bag of food neatly in her lap as she watched Gokujin try to finish the meat bun.
"Ashura-neechan, can you finish this for me?" asked Goku meekly
"No!" answered Ashura indignantly, "You have to finish that! Don't waste food Gokujin!"
"But it's too big!"
"Hey monkey. You used to be a bottomless pit. What happened?" asked Gojyo
"I'm just a kid. And I'm no longer in my old body."
The one that hadn't been fed for 500 years...
"Oh." said Gojyo, "Feh. I don't care."
"These rock formations are pretty tall." said Hakkai, "I wonder what made them all. They look like columns, pillars of tall rock on this sandy desert."
"These rocks are boring!" exclaimed Gokujin, "Sanzo tell me a story."
Sanzo turned the page of the newspaper.
"SANZO!"
Sanzo turned the page back.
"SAAAANNNNZZZZOOOO!!!!"
Suddenly Hakkai stopped. Gojyo was thrown forward and Ashura nearly dropped the food.
"Hey! What the f-" Gojyo was cut short when he saw Hakkai looking up to the left.
Sanzo had folded his newspaper and was looking at the top of the rock formations to the right.
"Did you feel that, Sanzo?" asked Hakkai
"Yeah. Someone's following us."They sat and watched in silence for a few minutes.
"Maybe it was nothing." said Sanzo, "Damn. We must be getting paranoid in our age."
"We're still pretty young Sanzo." said Hakkai, "But you might be right. Maybe it is just nothing."
They went on and the day went uneventfully. By nightfall, they had reached the edge of the valley and had gotten rooms in another town.
Lirin sat on her bed in her new clothes. She was wearing jeans and an orange blouse with a frilled collar. Kougaiji came into the room wearing brown slacks and an unbuttoned shirt. He was wearing a black undershirt inside. Dokugakuji was outside with Yaone. Yaone was now wearing a blue dress. A black sash was tied around her waist and had a big bow in the back. Dokugakuji had a leather jacket on top of a white undershirt and jeans.
"How do you like them brother?" asked Lirin
"They're comfortable enough." answered Kougaiji.
Soon, a voice called from outside. The group converged on a dining table and sat down. They were soon served by a smiling man with grass green eyes. His short hair was a pale yellow, almost white. The apron he wore was immaculate. A younger man followed. The man looked very young, barely out of his teens, and blushed, apparently disturbed by the fact that he's wearing an apron. He had short brown hair and hazel eyes. His apron was considerably dirtier that the man's.
"Frei! Why do I have to wear this stupid apron?" asked the younger
"Come on Marck." answered Frei, "It looks good on you."
"That's not the point!"
"Let's finish setting the table and then you can take that off."
They set down the food and sat down with Kougaiji and the others. They talked as they ate.
"You come from a clan of youkai hunters?" asked Dokugakuji, shifting uneasily in his chair
"Yes. By virtue of blood, we don't turn into youkai even after killing a thousand."
"Amazing!" replied Yaone
"Right." said Marck dryly
"We also thank you very much for your help." said Kougaiji
"It was nothing. If there's anything more we can do, don't hesitate to ask."
"Well if you have any information on the Sanzo Ikkou, we'd like to know where they are. We need to find them."
"The Ikkou huh? Well that's one easy request, my friend. We'll leave tomorrow and Marck and I will take you to them."
"You will?" asked Yaone
"Of course. We've been tracking them for months." said Marck
"Hm?" said Lirin
Lirin had been stuffing herself up until this time. She heard a scratching sound near her and looked down to her left. A tabby cat was scratching at her chair. The cat had short hair and had orange stripes through its body. Lirin swallowed her food and stared.
"Meow."
The cat rubbed against her leg and started to purr.
"Kitty!"
Lirin picked the cat up and placed him on her lap. She then took a strip of fish and fed him.
"Oh no thank you, kind miss, I'm rather full." said the cat
"It TALKS!" cried the four
Lirin dropped the cat on the floor out of surprise.
"OW!" said the cat, "I rather understand your sudden action but I would prefer if you would kindly let me descend of my own accord on the next occasion."
"Wh-WHa!?"
"Let me introduce myself. I am Gigirarou, guardian, familiar, and information specialist of this family. I'd overheard you asking of the Ikkou? Let me tell you of this tale..."
The four listened as the cat started talking about Marck's and Frei's involvement with the Ikkou.
"You ready Rein?" said Watahashi
"We'll have to be careful we're not sensed." answered Rein.
Rein's hair was set in the exact same way as Sakura's except that her hair was dark crimson. She also had maroon eyes. She clenched her fist making her leather gloves rub together causing a sound. Her gloves were black but covered only the hand. Her fingers were exposed. The wind made her Black mini skirt wave around. Underneath she was wwearing tight white shorts. Her turtleneck was dark blue and bared her midriff. On top of that was a chaleco jacket. The chaleco jacket was exactly the same length as her turtleneck and was black leather. It was unbuttoned.
"But wouldn't it be funny if they all died before tomorrow?" laughed Rein
Watahashi just stared at her.
"Fine. I'll go to sleep then. Wake me up when it's my turn to take watch."
Watahashi focused his eyes on the inn where the Ikkou were staying.
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