Summary: Sanzo's party and Izumi, the Guardian of Yume-sato, stop at an odd
inn where some weird things happen. Goy/Oc.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gensomaden Saiyuki. I wish but I don't. I only claim the plot line and the characters that do not appear in the Anime or manga of this. Origato.
May contain: offensive language, violence, and weird old men.
Does contain: odd characters and sequences.
Rated: R for excessive violence, bad language, and now romance.
A.N: Alrighty. I changed my mind. I am to post this chapter, even though I said I wouldn't. This is actually the better of my two Saiyuki fanfics. ChoiYugi! You complained, so I'm writing this! Izumi: Huh. More like poked you with a red hot fire poker. Astraea: snicker She got you good..... AK: Oh shut up you bickering women! On with the story!
Chapter 2: Yume oro?
Goyjo looked around at the traditional Japanese hotel. "Looks pretty run down to me."
Sanzo whacked him with the mighty paper fan. "Just as long as we can get rooms."
Izumi sighed and reached for her armor. "Gods! This stuff is so impractical! Perv! Come help with this stuff!"
Goyjo's face lit up. "Of course. Anything for a lovely lady."
Goku looked at Izumi. "But if he's a pervert.....why do you want him to help you take stuff off?"
She smiled sweetly. "Because pervs know how not to pinch my delicate skin. Besides. It should keep him busy long enough for Oji to get here."
A thumping sound from above their heads caught Sanzo's attention. "What the hell was that?"
Izumi winced as Goyjo pulled off her breastplate and her crude linen bra was revealed. "Just Oji."
Goyjo carefully set the heavy piece of armor on the floor. "That is way to heavy for you to be able to wear that on a constant basis!"
Izumi cocked her head. "I haven't taken that off for three days. I've been on duty three days in a row so.....yeah actually I can wear that on a constant basis."
Hakkai settled down in a chair with his dragon coiled around his neck lovingly. "Must be hard to be a Guardian."
Izumi sighed as Goyjo gently removed her chain mail from around her lower region where the sun don't shine. "Hai. You have no idea. At least this isn't the full armor set Goyjo. You'd be here for hours."
The thumping sound was replaced by a trickle of wet stuff from above. "What the hell is wrong with this place?!?!?!"
"Relax Sanzo. He's just trying to work himself up to kill me. He won't though. Hurry up Goyjo! This stuff needs to be off if you want free rooms!"
Goyjo smiled pervertedly. "Hai. That I can do!" He pulled out a knife and sawed through the straps of her remaining armor. When it clanked to the floor, he finally looked up and saw every little boy's dream: The perfect woman in her underwear, and he could see up said underwear.
"You really are perverted aren't you? Move off, here we go!"
The wet stuff stopped and Izumi took up the sexiest pose she could think of, brushing her red hair over her back and letting it fall in a graceful fan behind her. "Here we go!"
The thumping stopped, and a little wrinkled old man (kind of Happosai-ish if you've ever seen Ranma ½) came down the stairs. "I'll kill you Izumi! Oh! What lovely curves.....Such a beautiful figure.....Marry me!" The little man jumped at Izumi with his arms outstretched.
Resisting her natural female urge to scream 'pervert,' and hit him across the room, Izumi fluttered her eyelashes and grabbed the old man out of the air, spinning him around and hugging him to her ample breasts. "Oh! You're so cute!" Let's try ugly and wrinkly. That's a face not even a mother could love! Izumi privately thought to herself. She rubbed his bald head and balanced him on her hip.
The old man preened. "I'm in my sexy prime. Oy! Get your own woman you pervert!" The old man had noticed Goyjo's angry expression.
Izumi smiled sexily, and caught the old man's attention again. "Oh my sexy little Oji! You still want to kill me?" She stuck out her lower lip. "Then I won't be able to do this!" She kissed his cheek.
Oji blushed. "Oh.....I wouldn't hurt you....I'd do anything for you......"
Izumi held her pointer finger to her bottom lip in a thinking pose. "But I really don't want to impose on such a sweet man who lives all alone....."
Goyjo gagged. "HE'S OLD AND WRINKLY! STOP DOING THAT!"
Oji stuck his tongue out and pulled down his eyelid at Goyjo over Izumi's shoulder.
Izumi turned around, her red hair flying; looking like everything a little boy could ever want. "Jealous?"
Oji looked at Goyjo in a sneering manner. "Just because I love this woman, I will give her a present you can't possibly give her. Izumi! The best rooms at this hotel are at your unlimited disposal! Free hot water and food!"
Izumi looked cute and innocent. "But what about my friends? They like beer and I do so want them to be happy....."
Oji patted her head. "Fret not my sweet. I will provide all of the alcoholic beverages they could ever possibly drink. Oh my sweet...."
Izumi fluttered her eyelashes and smiled. "I do so love you Oji!" NEVER IN A MILLION YEARS OLD MAN! Izumi thought to herself. "Oh! I feel so tired....I think I'll go to bed.......Good night sexy." Izumi looked pointedly at Goyjo as she put Oji on the floor and kneeled down to kiss the top of his wrinkly head. "Night night." She climbed the stairs, her armor in hand.
Goyjo looked at Oji. "Wrinkly old man.....Oy! I'm off for the last hot bath I could possibly see for a long time!" He climbed the stairs, and was surprised to see Izumi waiting for him.
She looked at him and beckoned him to follow her. He looked behind him to see if anyone else could possibly be watching him, and eagerly followed her. Beautiful woman! Damn she has a nice ass.....Hey! I thought she was in front of me......Goyjo jumped and turned around as he felt Izumi hug him from behind. "What lovely?"
"I just kissed an old geezer for free rooms. The least you could do is wash my back neh?"
Goyjo leaned against the wall. "Only if you wash mine." I get company tonight! I think I died and went to Heaven!
Izumi paused when she didn't feel Goyjo's hot breath trickling deliciously down her neck. She turned, and snuggled her head against his muscular frame. "What's the matter love? Stopped being a womanizer?"
Goyjo smiled at her seductively (no other word for it). "Of course not. I was just thinking how lovely you look with your hair down."
Izumi gave him an equally seductive look. "Think that's my only good feature? Wait till you see the rest."
Goyjo followed her into her chosen room, and paused long enough in his love- making to securely lock the door and chain it, and then he turned to his love and penned her down on the bed with his muscular body.
----------Downstairs
Sanzo knew what Goyjo and Izumi were doing, and deep down he hated them for it. He had seen Izumi's figure, and it was lovely......perfection itself. If only he wasn't a monk......But he was a corrupted monk so that might excuse him.
Goku smiled at the food in front of him. "Real food real food real food!" He dove headfirst into the massive pile of chow in front of him.
Oji sighed. "I am sorry. Old men like me tend to be a little weird. Damn it! She does that every time she's here! Always brings a young hunk along to make her deal go better too.......Damn I wish I was that young hot-head!"
Hakkai smiled. "No use beating yourself up about it. She's young and carefree. Goyjo's the same way. But they could tone down the volume."
Sanzo's face twitched and he shot the ceiling. "KEEP IT DOWN UP THERE! I'M TRYING TO EAT HERE!"
----------Upstairs
Izumi giggled as Goyjo rubbed her nose. "Sorry Sanzo!"
Goyjo knocked her back into the bed. "Just when I got into the mood......Damn you're sexy!"
Izumi traced Goyjo's six-pack with her finger. "I can think of some women who are a little less rambunctious and a little more outgoing if you don't like me...."
Goyjo's eyes bulged out. "There are more women like you?!?!?!?!"
Izumi crawled out from beneath him to stand by the window. "Shit yeah. But.....they're all blind."
Goyjo ran his hand through her silky red hair. "Nah.....there's no one like you. Come back to bed love."
Izumi perked her brow. "Make me."
-------Back Downstairs
"Damn kids." Oji played his move in Mahjong against Sanzo. "They have no respect for others. So.....Sanzo is it. I have a proposition for you."
Sanzo lit a cigarette and clicked down his tile. "I'm listening gigi."
Oji's face twitched. "Arrogant boy. My proposition involves an enchantress who keeps this village hostage by summoning hordes of youkai to plague us. I've heard tales she's a youkai herself, and the Guardians won't get rid of her because she is the sister of one of them. Interested?" He puffed on his pipe and played another tile. "Mahjong you young rip. I win."
Sanzo held his cool as he lit another cigarette. "Another game gigi (Old man)? I'm interested. What's the catch?"
Oji laid out the tiles in preparation for his next match. "The main catch is that this enchantress lives in a secret location and never comes out. Coincidence is that every time this enchantress is going to summon her hoard, Izumi shows up with her latest hot-head. Then she takes that hot- head out for a night he won't forget, and poof. He's found dead in the most awful ways only a woman could come up with."
Sanzo breathed out smoke as he played his move. "Interesting. I gather she wants Goyjo to die then?"
Oji winced and clacked down a tile. "My guess is as good as yours. Pray to Buddha for his safety, because tomorrow she makes her move."
Goku looked up from his bowl of food. "But Izumi is so nice to me....."
Oji looked at him. "Women have soft spots for children and weaklings. Her warrior training forces her to kill the weaklings, but spare the children."
Hakkai looked up from his chair by the fire and put down his hefty book. "All women want to have a child. Some memento of their lover, husband, or rape."
Sanzo looked up from the Mahjong board. "So she kills the men who don't get her pregnant?"
Oji cackled and rubbed his little hands together. "Hai. You'd better pray he's fertile tonight, or it's bye-bye kappa!"
-----------Upstairs Izumi sat up in the bed she shared with the sleeping Goyjo. "Sleep tight my love, I'll be right back." She slipped out of the bed and put on some her clothes and armor. "Stay here."
Goyjo opened one annoyed eye. "Bring me back some beer if you're going out."
Izumi nodded as she opened the window. "Hai." She lazily hopped out of the window, her white dress the last thing of her Goyjo ever saw.
He rolled over. "I wonder if I should tell her that this is the sixth floor....Nah." he went back to sleep.
--------Street a mile away from the hotel
Izumi cat walked her way through the silent streets, never even making a footfall. "Oni-chan! Wake up!"
A female threw open a window. "Lights." She clapped her hands and the streetlights blazed to life. "Come up Izumi."
Izumi nimbly leaped like a cat into the dark room. "I need the test."
The female snorted. "That was fast. Is he cute?"
Izumi nodded and sat on a cushion, Japanese style. "Hai. He has reddish purple hair, a devil-may-care attitude, a lovely six-pack, great face, better body, and he's a womanizer."
The female nodded in the shadows. "Sounds lovely." Sounds of mixing and pouring liquids could be heard. "Ready."
Izumi put a hand over her stomach and said a silent prayer. "Ready." She sat up straighter, and closed her eyes as the female hit her in the back of her head, knocking her out.
-------Back at the Hotel
Sanzo held up his game winnings. "Not bad gigi. Not bad at all. Only took me three hours to beat you."
Oji held his head in his tiny hands and began to cry. "Robbing an old man that's what you're doing. Thief!"
Hakkai smiled. "You have a wonderful library here Oji-dono. This hotel is rather beautiful-"
The front door was thrown open, and Izumi walked dazedly over to a chair. "I need a drink."
Oji, Hakkai, and Goku leaped up. "What's the matter?"
"Shut up and get me a drink gigi."
Oji was startled by this change of face in his Izumi, and he hopped tables to get to the bar.
Hakkai held her forehead. "Are you ill? Your forehead is burning up!"
Goyjo came down the stairs, two at a time. "What the fuck is going on?!?!?!"
Izumi looked at him. "I think I'd better start at the beginning."
Sanzo reached for her hand, and was startled when she slipped a scroll in his hand.
Oji hopped back. "Tingle tingle koo lumpah! One Alcoholic's Delight on the rocks!"
Izumi reached wearily for the jug, and drained it in a second. "Feel better now......Unh." Her head hit the back of the chair as she fell asleep.
Goyjo sighed and shook his head. "I'll-"
"-Stay here. Goku! Take her up to her room and make sure she doesn't leave!" Sanzo's serious face told Goyjo clearly that if he wanted to live, he had better stay put.
Goku carefully grasped Izumi's frail body and carried her up to her room, one step at a time.
Sanzo yanked open the scroll, finding a detailed medical analysis inside. "Gigi! I don't think you're enchantress is an enchantress after all."
Oji hopped onto Sanzo's shoulder and read the bottom line. "Ye gods! That's going to end her career!"
Sanzo looked at Goyjo over the top of the scroll. "I think you should read this."
Goyjo backed away. "No it's alight. I'll be fine."
Sanzo stepped closer to Goyjo. "I really think you should read this." He pointed his gun at Goyjo. "Read it."
The kappa nervously swallowed and took the scroll. He skimmed through the details, until he came to the bottom. He read the last three sentences before his eyes popped out. "I'M A WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!"
AN: I think this should be a good place to stop. Snicker Bet you can't guess what's going on can you? That's right, Goyjo is a woman! I'm kidding. I know what's going to happen, you don't. If you think you know, e-mail or review the answer. This is going to be so funny. I gave enough hints, so it shouldn't be to difficult for you. ChoiYugi! Leave me alone!!!!!!!!!!!! I wrote the stupid chapter!!!! Neh!!!!! On a more serious note, please, no flaming. Keep in mind that constructive criticism is pointing out what is wrong and telling you how you can fix it. Saying: "Aack! This sucks!" is flaming. Saying: "This was a great story but you could replace blah with blah blah." is constructive criticism. If you flame me, I will come after you and get my out of proportion revenge. I really don't like flamers. Unless I know you and I can tell you're kidding, please don't flame. There has been a poor review on Slytherindragongurl, and the flamer called it constructive criticism and claimed they were the world's greatest author. Sweetie, unless you write something on this site, you don't have a god damn right to flame other people mk? I know who you are and I do not like you. I will not hesitate to find you and begin the Spam Attack of Doom mk? See, on this site, you use your e-mail address as your log-on name, and sweeties, it really isn't hard for us authors to get back at ya. Use your brains. I know my Japanese is crappy, but ya know what, those of you who pick this stuff up from anime, know where I get it from mk? Remember: NO FLAMING!!!!!!!!!!!! Please remember to throw all waste in the proper receptacles and have a lovely day! Sincerely, AngelicKitten
Disclaimer: I do not own Gensomaden Saiyuki. I wish but I don't. I only claim the plot line and the characters that do not appear in the Anime or manga of this. Origato.
May contain: offensive language, violence, and weird old men.
Does contain: odd characters and sequences.
Rated: R for excessive violence, bad language, and now romance.
A.N: Alrighty. I changed my mind. I am to post this chapter, even though I said I wouldn't. This is actually the better of my two Saiyuki fanfics. ChoiYugi! You complained, so I'm writing this! Izumi: Huh. More like poked you with a red hot fire poker. Astraea: snicker She got you good..... AK: Oh shut up you bickering women! On with the story!
Chapter 2: Yume oro?
Goyjo looked around at the traditional Japanese hotel. "Looks pretty run down to me."
Sanzo whacked him with the mighty paper fan. "Just as long as we can get rooms."
Izumi sighed and reached for her armor. "Gods! This stuff is so impractical! Perv! Come help with this stuff!"
Goyjo's face lit up. "Of course. Anything for a lovely lady."
Goku looked at Izumi. "But if he's a pervert.....why do you want him to help you take stuff off?"
She smiled sweetly. "Because pervs know how not to pinch my delicate skin. Besides. It should keep him busy long enough for Oji to get here."
A thumping sound from above their heads caught Sanzo's attention. "What the hell was that?"
Izumi winced as Goyjo pulled off her breastplate and her crude linen bra was revealed. "Just Oji."
Goyjo carefully set the heavy piece of armor on the floor. "That is way to heavy for you to be able to wear that on a constant basis!"
Izumi cocked her head. "I haven't taken that off for three days. I've been on duty three days in a row so.....yeah actually I can wear that on a constant basis."
Hakkai settled down in a chair with his dragon coiled around his neck lovingly. "Must be hard to be a Guardian."
Izumi sighed as Goyjo gently removed her chain mail from around her lower region where the sun don't shine. "Hai. You have no idea. At least this isn't the full armor set Goyjo. You'd be here for hours."
The thumping sound was replaced by a trickle of wet stuff from above. "What the hell is wrong with this place?!?!?!"
"Relax Sanzo. He's just trying to work himself up to kill me. He won't though. Hurry up Goyjo! This stuff needs to be off if you want free rooms!"
Goyjo smiled pervertedly. "Hai. That I can do!" He pulled out a knife and sawed through the straps of her remaining armor. When it clanked to the floor, he finally looked up and saw every little boy's dream: The perfect woman in her underwear, and he could see up said underwear.
"You really are perverted aren't you? Move off, here we go!"
The wet stuff stopped and Izumi took up the sexiest pose she could think of, brushing her red hair over her back and letting it fall in a graceful fan behind her. "Here we go!"
The thumping stopped, and a little wrinkled old man (kind of Happosai-ish if you've ever seen Ranma ½) came down the stairs. "I'll kill you Izumi! Oh! What lovely curves.....Such a beautiful figure.....Marry me!" The little man jumped at Izumi with his arms outstretched.
Resisting her natural female urge to scream 'pervert,' and hit him across the room, Izumi fluttered her eyelashes and grabbed the old man out of the air, spinning him around and hugging him to her ample breasts. "Oh! You're so cute!" Let's try ugly and wrinkly. That's a face not even a mother could love! Izumi privately thought to herself. She rubbed his bald head and balanced him on her hip.
The old man preened. "I'm in my sexy prime. Oy! Get your own woman you pervert!" The old man had noticed Goyjo's angry expression.
Izumi smiled sexily, and caught the old man's attention again. "Oh my sexy little Oji! You still want to kill me?" She stuck out her lower lip. "Then I won't be able to do this!" She kissed his cheek.
Oji blushed. "Oh.....I wouldn't hurt you....I'd do anything for you......"
Izumi held her pointer finger to her bottom lip in a thinking pose. "But I really don't want to impose on such a sweet man who lives all alone....."
Goyjo gagged. "HE'S OLD AND WRINKLY! STOP DOING THAT!"
Oji stuck his tongue out and pulled down his eyelid at Goyjo over Izumi's shoulder.
Izumi turned around, her red hair flying; looking like everything a little boy could ever want. "Jealous?"
Oji looked at Goyjo in a sneering manner. "Just because I love this woman, I will give her a present you can't possibly give her. Izumi! The best rooms at this hotel are at your unlimited disposal! Free hot water and food!"
Izumi looked cute and innocent. "But what about my friends? They like beer and I do so want them to be happy....."
Oji patted her head. "Fret not my sweet. I will provide all of the alcoholic beverages they could ever possibly drink. Oh my sweet...."
Izumi fluttered her eyelashes and smiled. "I do so love you Oji!" NEVER IN A MILLION YEARS OLD MAN! Izumi thought to herself. "Oh! I feel so tired....I think I'll go to bed.......Good night sexy." Izumi looked pointedly at Goyjo as she put Oji on the floor and kneeled down to kiss the top of his wrinkly head. "Night night." She climbed the stairs, her armor in hand.
Goyjo looked at Oji. "Wrinkly old man.....Oy! I'm off for the last hot bath I could possibly see for a long time!" He climbed the stairs, and was surprised to see Izumi waiting for him.
She looked at him and beckoned him to follow her. He looked behind him to see if anyone else could possibly be watching him, and eagerly followed her. Beautiful woman! Damn she has a nice ass.....Hey! I thought she was in front of me......Goyjo jumped and turned around as he felt Izumi hug him from behind. "What lovely?"
"I just kissed an old geezer for free rooms. The least you could do is wash my back neh?"
Goyjo leaned against the wall. "Only if you wash mine." I get company tonight! I think I died and went to Heaven!
Izumi paused when she didn't feel Goyjo's hot breath trickling deliciously down her neck. She turned, and snuggled her head against his muscular frame. "What's the matter love? Stopped being a womanizer?"
Goyjo smiled at her seductively (no other word for it). "Of course not. I was just thinking how lovely you look with your hair down."
Izumi gave him an equally seductive look. "Think that's my only good feature? Wait till you see the rest."
Goyjo followed her into her chosen room, and paused long enough in his love- making to securely lock the door and chain it, and then he turned to his love and penned her down on the bed with his muscular body.
----------Downstairs
Sanzo knew what Goyjo and Izumi were doing, and deep down he hated them for it. He had seen Izumi's figure, and it was lovely......perfection itself. If only he wasn't a monk......But he was a corrupted monk so that might excuse him.
Goku smiled at the food in front of him. "Real food real food real food!" He dove headfirst into the massive pile of chow in front of him.
Oji sighed. "I am sorry. Old men like me tend to be a little weird. Damn it! She does that every time she's here! Always brings a young hunk along to make her deal go better too.......Damn I wish I was that young hot-head!"
Hakkai smiled. "No use beating yourself up about it. She's young and carefree. Goyjo's the same way. But they could tone down the volume."
Sanzo's face twitched and he shot the ceiling. "KEEP IT DOWN UP THERE! I'M TRYING TO EAT HERE!"
----------Upstairs
Izumi giggled as Goyjo rubbed her nose. "Sorry Sanzo!"
Goyjo knocked her back into the bed. "Just when I got into the mood......Damn you're sexy!"
Izumi traced Goyjo's six-pack with her finger. "I can think of some women who are a little less rambunctious and a little more outgoing if you don't like me...."
Goyjo's eyes bulged out. "There are more women like you?!?!?!?!"
Izumi crawled out from beneath him to stand by the window. "Shit yeah. But.....they're all blind."
Goyjo ran his hand through her silky red hair. "Nah.....there's no one like you. Come back to bed love."
Izumi perked her brow. "Make me."
-------Back Downstairs
"Damn kids." Oji played his move in Mahjong against Sanzo. "They have no respect for others. So.....Sanzo is it. I have a proposition for you."
Sanzo lit a cigarette and clicked down his tile. "I'm listening gigi."
Oji's face twitched. "Arrogant boy. My proposition involves an enchantress who keeps this village hostage by summoning hordes of youkai to plague us. I've heard tales she's a youkai herself, and the Guardians won't get rid of her because she is the sister of one of them. Interested?" He puffed on his pipe and played another tile. "Mahjong you young rip. I win."
Sanzo held his cool as he lit another cigarette. "Another game gigi (Old man)? I'm interested. What's the catch?"
Oji laid out the tiles in preparation for his next match. "The main catch is that this enchantress lives in a secret location and never comes out. Coincidence is that every time this enchantress is going to summon her hoard, Izumi shows up with her latest hot-head. Then she takes that hot- head out for a night he won't forget, and poof. He's found dead in the most awful ways only a woman could come up with."
Sanzo breathed out smoke as he played his move. "Interesting. I gather she wants Goyjo to die then?"
Oji winced and clacked down a tile. "My guess is as good as yours. Pray to Buddha for his safety, because tomorrow she makes her move."
Goku looked up from his bowl of food. "But Izumi is so nice to me....."
Oji looked at him. "Women have soft spots for children and weaklings. Her warrior training forces her to kill the weaklings, but spare the children."
Hakkai looked up from his chair by the fire and put down his hefty book. "All women want to have a child. Some memento of their lover, husband, or rape."
Sanzo looked up from the Mahjong board. "So she kills the men who don't get her pregnant?"
Oji cackled and rubbed his little hands together. "Hai. You'd better pray he's fertile tonight, or it's bye-bye kappa!"
-----------Upstairs Izumi sat up in the bed she shared with the sleeping Goyjo. "Sleep tight my love, I'll be right back." She slipped out of the bed and put on some her clothes and armor. "Stay here."
Goyjo opened one annoyed eye. "Bring me back some beer if you're going out."
Izumi nodded as she opened the window. "Hai." She lazily hopped out of the window, her white dress the last thing of her Goyjo ever saw.
He rolled over. "I wonder if I should tell her that this is the sixth floor....Nah." he went back to sleep.
--------Street a mile away from the hotel
Izumi cat walked her way through the silent streets, never even making a footfall. "Oni-chan! Wake up!"
A female threw open a window. "Lights." She clapped her hands and the streetlights blazed to life. "Come up Izumi."
Izumi nimbly leaped like a cat into the dark room. "I need the test."
The female snorted. "That was fast. Is he cute?"
Izumi nodded and sat on a cushion, Japanese style. "Hai. He has reddish purple hair, a devil-may-care attitude, a lovely six-pack, great face, better body, and he's a womanizer."
The female nodded in the shadows. "Sounds lovely." Sounds of mixing and pouring liquids could be heard. "Ready."
Izumi put a hand over her stomach and said a silent prayer. "Ready." She sat up straighter, and closed her eyes as the female hit her in the back of her head, knocking her out.
-------Back at the Hotel
Sanzo held up his game winnings. "Not bad gigi. Not bad at all. Only took me three hours to beat you."
Oji held his head in his tiny hands and began to cry. "Robbing an old man that's what you're doing. Thief!"
Hakkai smiled. "You have a wonderful library here Oji-dono. This hotel is rather beautiful-"
The front door was thrown open, and Izumi walked dazedly over to a chair. "I need a drink."
Oji, Hakkai, and Goku leaped up. "What's the matter?"
"Shut up and get me a drink gigi."
Oji was startled by this change of face in his Izumi, and he hopped tables to get to the bar.
Hakkai held her forehead. "Are you ill? Your forehead is burning up!"
Goyjo came down the stairs, two at a time. "What the fuck is going on?!?!?!"
Izumi looked at him. "I think I'd better start at the beginning."
Sanzo reached for her hand, and was startled when she slipped a scroll in his hand.
Oji hopped back. "Tingle tingle koo lumpah! One Alcoholic's Delight on the rocks!"
Izumi reached wearily for the jug, and drained it in a second. "Feel better now......Unh." Her head hit the back of the chair as she fell asleep.
Goyjo sighed and shook his head. "I'll-"
"-Stay here. Goku! Take her up to her room and make sure she doesn't leave!" Sanzo's serious face told Goyjo clearly that if he wanted to live, he had better stay put.
Goku carefully grasped Izumi's frail body and carried her up to her room, one step at a time.
Sanzo yanked open the scroll, finding a detailed medical analysis inside. "Gigi! I don't think you're enchantress is an enchantress after all."
Oji hopped onto Sanzo's shoulder and read the bottom line. "Ye gods! That's going to end her career!"
Sanzo looked at Goyjo over the top of the scroll. "I think you should read this."
Goyjo backed away. "No it's alight. I'll be fine."
Sanzo stepped closer to Goyjo. "I really think you should read this." He pointed his gun at Goyjo. "Read it."
The kappa nervously swallowed and took the scroll. He skimmed through the details, until he came to the bottom. He read the last three sentences before his eyes popped out. "I'M A WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!"
AN: I think this should be a good place to stop. Snicker Bet you can't guess what's going on can you? That's right, Goyjo is a woman! I'm kidding. I know what's going to happen, you don't. If you think you know, e-mail or review the answer. This is going to be so funny. I gave enough hints, so it shouldn't be to difficult for you. ChoiYugi! Leave me alone!!!!!!!!!!!! I wrote the stupid chapter!!!! Neh!!!!! On a more serious note, please, no flaming. Keep in mind that constructive criticism is pointing out what is wrong and telling you how you can fix it. Saying: "Aack! This sucks!" is flaming. Saying: "This was a great story but you could replace blah with blah blah." is constructive criticism. If you flame me, I will come after you and get my out of proportion revenge. I really don't like flamers. Unless I know you and I can tell you're kidding, please don't flame. There has been a poor review on Slytherindragongurl, and the flamer called it constructive criticism and claimed they were the world's greatest author. Sweetie, unless you write something on this site, you don't have a god damn right to flame other people mk? I know who you are and I do not like you. I will not hesitate to find you and begin the Spam Attack of Doom mk? See, on this site, you use your e-mail address as your log-on name, and sweeties, it really isn't hard for us authors to get back at ya. Use your brains. I know my Japanese is crappy, but ya know what, those of you who pick this stuff up from anime, know where I get it from mk? Remember: NO FLAMING!!!!!!!!!!!! Please remember to throw all waste in the proper receptacles and have a lovely day! Sincerely, AngelicKitten