I am not Kazuya Minekura.

A/N: I must thank Chococat13 for the further elaboration the irritating existence of the well-loved Mary Sue. Thus, giving me an idea for this fic.
It's really funny that I've actually made an OC… but she's kind of useless.
I would also like to add that this fic is very uncanny. Just telling you before you see what my mind's cooked up, this time. :)

Chapter One: What Happened.

"Are you sure we can leave the monkey alone in the restaurant?" Gojyo asked.

"He's practically more than 518 years old, he can take care of himself." Sanzo shrugged.

"Tch… that's not what I meant stupid monk." He muttered under his breath.

There was free buffet downstairs because it was some what's- her- name- goddess's feast day, which none of them really cared about. Wherever there was a place that seemed to be over flowing with food, there would be a Goku grinning ear to ear, begging to be able to help 'getting rid' of the surplus rations.

The others have already eaten, which what seemed to be not even a twentieth of what Goku had been eating. None of them had wanted to accompany the ape, since all there was to serve as entertainment was watching Goku shove buckets of food down his throat. Obviously, not enough to satisfy the needs of a corrupt monk, a perverted water sprite or someone who had to wash his allies' garments…

Hakkai was doing the laundry in the comfort room, smiling to himself. 'Ah, we're all such good friends, aren't we?' he thought, listening to their conversation through the ajar door. The window was opened due to the acrid smell of the cigarette smoke coming from the other room.

Sanzo was absorbed in his newspaper, with a cigarette in hand, whilst the kappa browsed through his dirty magazines, also smoking. Hakkai was just rinsing the soap of the clothes... when suddenly a draft of wind entered the room. They all shivered. This was no ordinary breeze. Hakkai left the CR and entered the main room.

There was a mini- tornado forming in front of the three. Gojyo was kneeling on the bed, his mouth gaping at the whirlwind, Sanzo was indifferent, barely moving his gaze to the site in front. Hakkai was standing up, curious to what was happening. All three could sense that the force wasn't demonic, and it was no threat either.

What appeared was a beautiful woman, dressed in a Roman princess' dress. Her hair looked smooth as silk and skin looked as clear as day. Her long hair was draped on her shoulder, reaching her waist. Her outfit was clinging so perfectly onto her sexy figure. She was drop- dead gorgeous.

"Hello." she said.

Gojyo immediately got off the bed and put on his I'm-so-cute-you-can't-resist-me smiles. "Hey, babe." He said lazily.

"Man, cockroaches really work fast." Sanzo said, mockingly.

"What did you say?! You fucking monk!" came the reply from the red head.

"I said, 'cockroaches work fast'… do you have a problem with my being frank you stupid kappa?!"

"Why you stupid corrupt monk! Why are ya' calling me a cockroach all of a sudden, jackass?!"

Sanzo lifted his finger, "look at the mirror, asshole, antennas!"

"Damn it!"

The woman started to loose her patience, she's heard that the Sanzo- ikkou was very unmannered, but she didn't think she would be totally ignored by these bumbling fools! Who knew they could be so rude?!

Hakkai tried to reason with the two, "Now, now, we have a guest. Please settle down, children." He immediately regretted his involuntary mention of the word 'children'… but he couldn't help it, they always seemed to be like two school kids, fighting over such trivial things.

"'Kai! What the fuck?!" Gojyo burst out, "Children?!"

"Yeah, Hakkai, how could you group me in the same level as his? He doesn't even pass 'human', damn it!" Sanzo countered.

"What did you say, monk?"

Hakkai sighed, he turned towards their guest and started, "I'm sorry miss but-" he wasn't able to finish…

"I've had enough of this nonsense!" the beautiful lady shouted suddenly. Then, just as quick as her outburst, she instantly regained her composure.

"Uhm… Hi" she tried again. She spoke soft and sweetly, the graceful lilt and tone in her voice hypnotized Gojyo. Sanzo was glaring, showing no emotion. Hakkai was just smiling peacefully.

"What do you want?" Sanzo blandly stated.

"My name's 'Misou' and I am a goddess." She battered her eyelids.

"And?" he continued, coolly.

"You see, it's my feast day today and I really would appreciate it if you celebrated it with your little monkey friend, downstairs."

All Gojyo do was stare, mesmerized be the hott chick in front of him, whilst Hakkai just kept jovial.

"Why would I wanna do that?" the blonde raised his eyebrow.

"Okay, mister I've had enough of your bad attitude! What's your problem?" the Goddess Misou, pouted. "This is my feast and I want everything to be absolutely PERFECT."

"Do I care?" Sanzo said.

"Damn it… since you won't pay your respects to me, you'll have to learn the hard way then! See, what the Goddess of Perfection can do!" She started throwing some dust into the air which Sanzo, Hakkai and Gojyo inhaled and started coughing… rendering to unconsciousness.

'Mi- sou'; Mary- Sue... get it:D