DISCLAIMER: I, CelticPyroPrincess, do not own the anime Saiyuki. If I did, I would be Japanese and I would make awesome anime instead of writing fan-fictions.


When I woke up in the morning, there was a strange lump under my pillows with little feet sticking out. At first I thought I was still asleep and dreaming but then I remembered that I was usually some kind of awesome super heroine in my dreams instead of a regular American girl with a bad case of pillow-head-hair; so in that case, I was awake with someone or something under my pillows.

I poked at the little lump and it twitched the it shifted. I started to poke it again but I was startled by a little sneeze next to the other side of my body. I jumped a little and jerked my head in the direction of the little sneeze, only to see that another lump with a pair of little feet protruding from under my blankets was next to my shoulder.

Now, slightly scared, I reached out to the second lump only to be frightened by a slight movement by my feet. I sat up in my bed and saw two more little lumps under my cover. But one was stirring and beginning to emerge.

I stared, transfixed, as a little blonde baby crawled from under my blankets and yawned. Then, the baby turned to me and when I saw who the baby was, I fainted.


"I think she's dead," A small voice whispered.

"She's not dead you baka," Another voice snapped. "She's just out cold."

"Don't call me a baka you dumb cockroach!"

"Both of you, SHUT UP!" Shouted a third voice.

"Shh!" A fourth voice ordered. "She's waking up."

My eyes fluttered open slowly and I was quite aware of a feeble pressure at my torso but I was in to much shock to see what is was. That little blonde baby…it had been….

"Hey you!" A little baby Sanzo caught my attention when he clapped his hands in front of my face. "Are you okay?"

I just stared at him. I suddenly felt very dizzy and the room began to swim before me.

"Hey, hey! Stay with me here!"

Despite his protests, I drifted into the sea of unconsciousness.


"What-is-your-PROBLEM!"

I was brought back into consciousness by a loud yell in my ear. I sat up abruptly, in the process knocking baby Sanzo over.

"Oh, dear!" Cried baby Hakkai running after him and catching Sanzo before he fell out my bed and onto the floor below.

"What--what's going on?" I asked in a small, shocked voice. "What happened to you guys!"

"Take a wild guess!" Baby Sanzo snapped.

I frowned and rubbed my head wearily. "Why me?" I questioned out loud.

"Why you! Why us! Why do the gods think it's so funny to put me in these situations!"

"What about me!" Cried baby Gojyo. "I can't pick up girls like this! I'm not sexy anymore! I'm--"

"So adorable!" I cooed upon seeing baby Goku chewing at my Pikachu plush-toy.

"I'm hungry, feed me!"

In the kitchen, I had a pot of water sitting on the stove, reaching it's boiling point while the Saiyuki guys were sitting not far away in the living room on the floor. I sat on the sofa and watched them in awe. They all had to be around one or two years old but they were they were totally capable of walking and forming entire sentences. Someone who didn't know what was going on would had definitely assumed that I had four little geniuses on my hands.

"I'm glad my mom and little sister are out of town for the week. This would surely get my mom's blood-pressure way up."

"What about my blood-pressure!" Baby Sanzo bellowed. "DO YOU HAVE ANY CLUE HOW STRESSFUL THIS IS!"

"Stressful?" I echoed. "Stressful! EXCUSE ME! YOU DON'T HAVE FOUR BABIES TO LOOK AFTER! ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS SIT AND LOOK CUTE! I HAVE TO COME UP WITH AN EXCUSE TO WHY I HAVE A BUNCH OF BABIES MY HANDS!"

"DO YOU THINK I WANT TO BE A BABY!"

"IT'S EASIER THAN RUNNING AROUND IN A JEEP, FIGHTING ROUGE YOUKAI!"

"I RATHER BE DOING THAT THAN BEING STUCK LIKE THIS!"

"People, people, calm down!" Hakkai said. "No need to raise your voices! You're scaring Hakaryu!"

Sure enough, Hakkai's little white dragon(who was now a baby dragon) was cowering behind Goku who was gnawing at the legs on my end table.

"Sorry," I muttered pouting. "It's just that Sanzo is being such a jerk."

"It's only because he hasn't has his smokes," Goku informed me thickly through a mouthful of wood.

"He won't be getting any for a while." I said. "I can't get any legally, I'm just starting high school next fall."

"That means no booze either!" Exclaimed Gojyo.

I shook my head. "No booze."

"WHY!" Gojyo shouted. "FIRST NO WOMEN! THEN NO SMOKES! NOW NO BOOZE!"

"Drinking is a bad habit anyway," I told him flatly. "Do you have any clue what alcohol does to you liver?"

"I DON'T CARE!" Gojyo whimpered and began to rock back and forth. "Women ,sake, cigs, women, sake, cigs, women, sake, cigs, women, sake, cigs..."

I sighed heavily and shook my head. "I better get started on your breakfast."


"I don't want oatmeal." Sanzo said.

"Too bad," I replied. "You have to eat it because it's what I cooked. Now, would you like some cinnamon and raisins with your breakfast?"

"NO!"

"Fine," I said turning away from him and poring a generous amount of raisins into Goku's bowl.

"Can I have some Tequila in mine?" Gojyo asked hopefully.

"My mother doesn't drink. You can have some extra milk in it though."

"Okay," Gojyo mumbled. "Can I have some cinnamon too?"

"Sure," I said and poured some of the spice into his food.

"More," Gojyo said, watching me. "More, more, more, more, more, more--"

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" I shouted. "God, what's wrong with you!"

Gojyo stuck his face into his bowl a breathed in deeply. "Crap!" He exclaimed. "I can't get high off it!"

I scowled and stirred his oatmeal vigorously. "Just eat it!" I ordered, shoving the bowl closer to him. "Would you like some too Hakkai?"

"No thank you," He said politely. "But do you have some tea?"

"The herbal tea my mother has it too strong for infants. You can have either grape juice, apple juice, orange juice, or milk."

"I'll take some apple juice."

I walked over to the refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of apple juice passing little Hakaryu in the process. The little dragon stared up at me as I poured his owner a small cup of juice. The look he gave me was so sad and lonesome.

"Hakkai," I asked, now worried about his dragon. "What's wrong with Hakaryu? He's looking kind of sad." Hakkai wriggled from his seat a waddled over to me.

"Well," Hakkai said. "Hakaryu is a baby you know."

"OH!" I cried. I was shocked by my own stupidity. I bent over and picked up a cheerfully chirping Hakaryu and cradled him in my arms as I started to tidy up a bit.

It was going to take some major adjusting tending to everyone's' new needs.

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I'M DONE WITH CHAPTER ONE! YAY CELTICPYROPRINCESS!

I came up with this fan-fiction one night when I couldn't fall asleep. Some how little baby Saiyuki bishoen came to my head and I started weaving a fan-fic out of my idea. NOW I'M POSTING IT!

WHOO-HOO!