SailorStar9: This is Chapter 12 of this fic. (Sighs) Guys and girls, will it kill you to leave a review, instead of just putting this fic up on your favorited list and story alerts?

Disclaimers: I own nothing, except for the plot bunny and the pairings.

Chapter 12: Rematch

"Maybe he's not at home?" Goku wondered, the group entering the empty hall.

"No, he should be aware that we've come." Sanzo corrected. "Which means…"

"Welcome!" a voice sounded. "Smoking is not permitted beyond this point. Please kindly refrain from smoking. Firearms are also not allowed on the premises."

"Do you suppose the main building is beyond this door?" Hakkai mused.

"'Please come on in,' is it?" Tokusa snorted.

"If there's no smoking and no guns, I guess that rules Sanzo out." Gojyo joked.

"Not my problem." Sanzo retorted. "I don't want to hear it, especially from you."

"Welcome!" the doll greeted once Sanzo flung open the door. "Step right in to 'God's Castle'. You are the 48th set of visitors. There is no time limit on how long you can stay and enjoy our attractions. Furthermore, you will not be able to quit midway through, so please be careful."

"What is this thing?" Goku exclaimed. "It's creepy."

"If this is a dream, wake me up right now." Tokusa muttered.

"Where's 'God'?" Hakkai inquired.

"If this is some kind of attraction, he's probably at the end of it." Gojyo reasoned.

"Doesn't it somehow feel like our usual tempo is being wrecked by 'God's sensibilities?" Hakkai mused.

"Probably we don't see eye to eye to begin with." Tokusa remarked.

"Who was it that said we had to go upstairs?" Goku exclaimed, the group falling through a trapdoor.

"Please pray that we don't land on a mountain of spikes." Hakkai cautioned.

"Hakkai, don't jinx it!" Tokusa warned.

"Is everyone alive?" Hakkai asked, once he got his bearings.

"What the heck is this?" Gojyo gaped, looking at the stuff-toy covered ground.

"Okay, either our 'God' has a stuff toy fetish or he's just a brat who never grew up." Tokusa mumbled.

"You're amazing." God chuckled. "No one's ever gotten here so fast. Or rather, I suppose you're the first visitors ever to come to this toy box. This makes it no different than last time." He taunted, dodging Sanzo's shot. "What a surprise." He chuckled, barely managing to avoid Goku's pole. "Why you…" he growled, ducking Gojyo's kick. "How…" he stammered, blown back by Hakkai's blast.

"You get close to poking fun at people and run away when you get scared." Tokusa was instantly behind God, her Suzumebachi blade already in its released state. "And you go on a rampage when you throw a tantrum. Guess I was right, you really are still a child; and predicting the actions of a child is ever so easy. Death in Two Steps!" she plunged Suzumebachi into God's back, leaving not only a deep wound, and also a butterfly-shaped stamp in its wake.

"Please don't underestimate a daycare worker on active duty." Hakkai beamed.

"Damn it!" God roared, letting his bead string loose, wrapping the beads around Hakkai's neck.

Sanzo's shot freed the demon.

"What's with the looks?" God sneered. "When you're all weak?" he summoned his prayer rod. "You're all so weak!"

"Quit running your mouth off!" Goku retorted, charging. "We haven't lost yet!" and slammed his pole onto God's shoulder.

"You're so persistent!" God snapped, letting loose his bead bullets. "This isn't fun anymore. Just give up already."

"You probably think of life and death itself as some sort of game." Sanzo related. "But that's what we're gambling here. What we've got on the line isn't our lives."

"Why you…" God breathed, blasting the group with more of his beads, only to have them stand back up. "It's going to be the same, no matter how many times you do it. I know you can't lay a finger on me anyway." He let loose another wave of beads. "Enough's enough already! My master always said that girls don't like persistent guys."

"Ukoku, isn't it?" Sanzo asked. "I finally remember."

"Then, are you saying this guy is a real Sanzo, too?" Goku gaped, after Sanzo explained everything.

"That's right." God confirmed.

"I won't be so sure about that." Tokusa corrected. "Your master may indeed be a Sanzo; but if you had really succeeded him in his place, then what happened to the Scripture?"

"The fact that you've gone to the trouble of stealing mine and wearing it is proof that you do not own your own Scripture, which is the sign of a Sanzo Priest." Sanzo accused. "I bet you don't even have a Buddhist Sanzo name and that's why you can't reveal your identity to us. You inherited the vestments, dharmic powers, and even this castle from your master, but the one thing you were not give is the title of 'Sanzo'."

"Wow, he really knows how to break down someone." Tokusa whistled.

"Shut up!" God roared.

"Okay, that didn't sound good." Tokusa mumbled, hearing the childish laughter, as the animated stuff toys climbed up their legs.

"They're my toy soldiers." God chuckled. "They're not ordinary toys. Can you tell what those little one are made of? They're souls that have been given substance. Though, you guys wrecked my means for making them. I was having those kids collect my toys."

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