Jump it up, jump it up! *play opening music/credits for RELOAD*
*title screen display: Saiyuki Reload: Dawn ~ New Company*
Goku dodged around the youkai's swing, bringing his naibou around to crush its skull. The youkai, gasping, went down as half a hundred more surged forward to take its place. They were everywhere, it seemed, but the group cut through them like a knife through cheesecake.
"Small fry," Sanzou grumbled, shooting two over Goku's shoulder. "This is taking too long."
"Hey, you can't have all the fun!" Goku protested, beating the crowd back as he spun around and leveled the end of his staff in their faces. "I'm just getting started!"
"Now, now," Hakkai said, pausing a moment to incinerate another small batch of the enemy. "They'll be more by tonight, Goku, and at this rate, we won't be done in time to reach a town for lunch."
"Lunch?!" Goku perked up, knocking down a few more youkai as he turned to face Sanzou. "Can we get something good?"
Laughter broke in from the sidelines. "Hey, the monkey's hungry again," Gojyo chuckled. "He can't see any farther than his stomach."
"Shut up, cockroach!"
"Make me, monkey."
Sanzou started muttering, but Hakkai seriously doubted he was starting the prayer that turned his scriptures into killing devices. He was about to break in when he saw the youkai at the rear of the pack suddenly lose interest in favor of a girl that had appeared on the road.
It was hard to tell when Hakkai got angry: by default, he always wore a mask of perfect politeness. And it wasn't even a mask most of the time, for he honestly cared about social niceties. Just because he was going to kill someone didn't mean he had to be rude about it. On the other hand, their rudeness was quite irritating, and he found it quite rude that the youkai would abandon their fight for a civilian.
"If you will please turn your attention back to where it belongs," he asked as a good portion of the crowd fell unknowing victim to his devastating light attack.
Sanzou finished his muttering and shouted, pointing at the youkai. They screamed as his scriptures suddenly came to life, growing out in streams that wrapped around youkai limbs and crushed the life out of them. They died, not in ones or twos but in masses, crashing to the ground and dissolving, with only a dark stain to show where they had been.
The girl stood trembling, her pretty face flecked with youkai blood, which one perfectly manicured hand stroked as if she couldn't quite credit it was there at all. Her blond hair had hung in perfect ringlets this morning, but drenched as it was now with her sweat and the aftermath of battle, it had uncurled to a scraggly mass. She wore a tight pink jacket, a shirt that exposed a good portion of her anatomy, tight jeans, and high-heeled boots.
"Are you all right, miss?" Gojyo asked, putting his hand on her shoulder. "It's not right that such a pretty girl has to see such nasty things. What's your name?"
"Mary Sue," she said, recovering enough to look him in the eyes. "Gojyo, isn't it?"
He laughed. "Has my reputation preceded me?"
"Oh, I know all about you," she said, dismissing the question with a wave of her hand. She walked over to Hakkai, opened her big blue eyes wide, and asked, "Hakkai?"
"It is very nice to meet you," he said, offering her a bow. "Since it appears you already know our party, it must be that you have no need for introductions."
"Hakkai . . ." She put her head on his chest and folded her arms around him in a hug. He froze, unwilling to look down, as that would put his eyes squarely in the crevices of her shirt. "Hakkai, I know how hard it must have been to lose Kanan. But you won't recover until you find another woman! Sleep with me!"
*commercial break*
*title screen display: Saiyuki Reload: Dawn ~ New Company*
Goku dodged around the youkai's swing, bringing his naibou around to crush its skull. The youkai, gasping, went down as half a hundred more surged forward to take its place. They were everywhere, it seemed, but the group cut through them like a knife through cheesecake.
"Small fry," Sanzou grumbled, shooting two over Goku's shoulder. "This is taking too long."
"Hey, you can't have all the fun!" Goku protested, beating the crowd back as he spun around and leveled the end of his staff in their faces. "I'm just getting started!"
"Now, now," Hakkai said, pausing a moment to incinerate another small batch of the enemy. "They'll be more by tonight, Goku, and at this rate, we won't be done in time to reach a town for lunch."
"Lunch?!" Goku perked up, knocking down a few more youkai as he turned to face Sanzou. "Can we get something good?"
Laughter broke in from the sidelines. "Hey, the monkey's hungry again," Gojyo chuckled. "He can't see any farther than his stomach."
"Shut up, cockroach!"
"Make me, monkey."
Sanzou started muttering, but Hakkai seriously doubted he was starting the prayer that turned his scriptures into killing devices. He was about to break in when he saw the youkai at the rear of the pack suddenly lose interest in favor of a girl that had appeared on the road.
It was hard to tell when Hakkai got angry: by default, he always wore a mask of perfect politeness. And it wasn't even a mask most of the time, for he honestly cared about social niceties. Just because he was going to kill someone didn't mean he had to be rude about it. On the other hand, their rudeness was quite irritating, and he found it quite rude that the youkai would abandon their fight for a civilian.
"If you will please turn your attention back to where it belongs," he asked as a good portion of the crowd fell unknowing victim to his devastating light attack.
Sanzou finished his muttering and shouted, pointing at the youkai. They screamed as his scriptures suddenly came to life, growing out in streams that wrapped around youkai limbs and crushed the life out of them. They died, not in ones or twos but in masses, crashing to the ground and dissolving, with only a dark stain to show where they had been.
The girl stood trembling, her pretty face flecked with youkai blood, which one perfectly manicured hand stroked as if she couldn't quite credit it was there at all. Her blond hair had hung in perfect ringlets this morning, but drenched as it was now with her sweat and the aftermath of battle, it had uncurled to a scraggly mass. She wore a tight pink jacket, a shirt that exposed a good portion of her anatomy, tight jeans, and high-heeled boots.
"Are you all right, miss?" Gojyo asked, putting his hand on her shoulder. "It's not right that such a pretty girl has to see such nasty things. What's your name?"
"Mary Sue," she said, recovering enough to look him in the eyes. "Gojyo, isn't it?"
He laughed. "Has my reputation preceded me?"
"Oh, I know all about you," she said, dismissing the question with a wave of her hand. She walked over to Hakkai, opened her big blue eyes wide, and asked, "Hakkai?"
"It is very nice to meet you," he said, offering her a bow. "Since it appears you already know our party, it must be that you have no need for introductions."
"Hakkai . . ." She put her head on his chest and folded her arms around him in a hug. He froze, unwilling to look down, as that would put his eyes squarely in the crevices of her shirt. "Hakkai, I know how hard it must have been to lose Kanan. But you won't recover until you find another woman! Sleep with me!"
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