Imaginator: *reads newspaper* (For the public's info, it was a review about the new Gensomaden DVD, which Im has yet to buy, being poor and all...)

Yuncyn: *reading newspaper* (ANOTHER review about the new Gensomaden DVD, which Yuncyn has yet to buy, being poor and all...)

Muses: ( proofreading the new chapter of 'Random Scenes', having occasionally to correct several words not familiar with the English language)

All goes well...until....

Muses: ...stand...West....*CRASH* DEAD????

Yuncyn: *peers over newspaper* They've reached it, Im ol' pal.

Imaginator: *turns newspaper page* Yep.

Muses: (splutters) What!....How!...When???

Imaginator: (claps hand over Muse#2's mouth) SHHHH!!!!

Yuncyn: (claps her hand over Muse#1 mouth) Don't blow the whole plot so fast!!!!

Muses: MMMho...mmup...mhis...

Yuncyn: Pardon?

Muses: (after pulling various hands of various mouths) WHO PUT YOU UP TO THIS???

Yuncyn & Imaginator: *points*

Muses: *looks in the direction of fingers and groan* We should have known...

Bunnies: *twitch ears innocently and cock heads*

Disclaimer: We DO own Saiyuki!!!! Just...not the original ones...(holds up pirated copies)

Hey, its the closest we've got to owning them....sob...

Another of Sanzo's hates.

The Sanzo –ikkou were apparently driving up a steep mountain in what could be relatively called 'peace'.

That is, with the usual squabble or two, mainly about the depth of Goku's stomach.

Today's hot debate topic, however, revolved on why the colour brown was better than blue.

"It's so OBVIOUS blue is three million times better than red!!!! I mean, it gives out that cool, I'm-so-hot vibe, you know?"

"No, it does not!! Brown's so much nicer compared to blue! Blue looks like it's been trampled over by stupid youkais!!!"

"WHAT???? You must be colour blind, bakasaru, or else you wouldn't be so clueless on how blue can keep you cool. Hey, that was pretty cool, you know what I mean??" Gojyo started cracking up at his own joke.

"Stop calling me bakasaru, ero kappa!!! Hakkai, you agree with me that brown's better, right?"

"Ahhhaha…actually, I'm rather fond of green myself."

And our resident monk would take yellow. Matches that hair of his pretty well, don'tcha think?"

*THWACK*

But this day was a little more complicated than which colour is the best among the rest. The beginning was just to start you off, to understand what will happen later.

Fast forward a little bit….

"Sanzo!! Gojyo is…"

*THWACK*

…

"BAKASARU!!!!! Why I oughta-"

*THWACK*

…

"Harahetta… (groan)"

*THWACK*

In other words, Sanzo's harisen was in active mode that day. But that's not where the story starts. either.

Wait a minute and lets fast forward a little bit more….

Eromtibelttiladrawoftsafstel…

Oops, hehe, wrong button.

…..*THWACK*…."Sanzokappahungrymean"….*THWACK*…"YoubottenmlessbluehowI…"…*THWACK*…"Ican'tbelievethemstupidstomach…." *THWACK*…

Ah, and here we are.

"Why is it that you always hit on women without any reason???"

"Sure there's reason!!! I mean, don't you wanna get hit on by (drool) sexy ladies with slits up their thighs???"

"I'd rather be seduced by a meatbun."

"That's not the point, bakasaru!!!!"

As you can all see, the topic of the day had evolved from colours to the weather to why the sky was blue to Goku's bottomless stomach to good inns back to Goku's bottomless stomach and now, why Gojyo hits on sexy women.

For the fiftieth time that day, Sanzo's forehead was throbbing so hard he was beginning to get a headache.

"Ero kap-"

*THWACK* *THWACK* *THWACK* *THWACK*

"Urusei bakane korosuzo!!!" Sanzo turned back, only to realize he felt eyes boring into the back of his head. Turning, he saw both Goku and Gojyo staring at him with a wide-eyed, blank expression.

" What????"

"Always hit us, always…" Gojyo said in a monotone, staring at Sanzo blankly.

"It hurts so badly…" Goku mumbled in that same tone, beginning to advance on Sanzo, his arms reaching for Sanzo's neck.

Sanzo pushed himself away from them. "Bakane!!!! Get a grip!!!" He swiveled…

Only to see Hakkai staring at him with that same devoid, expressionless face.

Sanzo practically jumped out of Jeep, to no avail. The other three leaped out with him, and stood shoulder-to-shoulder, all gazing at him with a hungry, scary look in their eyes.

"What's the matter with you idiots???" Sanzo yelled as he pulled out the Smith-and-Wessons and aimed it at Hakkai.

"What's the matter? There is no matter, Genjo Sanzo hoshi-sama. Only us."

Sanzo was beginning to freak out. Never had his three companions addressed him as 'hoshi-sama' unless they were kidding.

And the looks on their faces proved that it couldn't be a joke.

It couldn't be the Minus wave, it just couldn't be….

Gojyo lunged at Sanzo, snarling. "Monk make live forever……"

Sanzo turned the gun on Gojyo, but as her did that, a powerful ki ball narrowly missed him, grazing his shoulder. Sanzo turned speechless eyes on Hakkai, whom he thought he could trust.

He pulled the gun up, touched the trigger…

And hesitated. These were the three companions that were sent with him to the West. He couldn't betray the Gods trust.

He couldn't betray their trust. Not after what they'd been through together.

He hesitated too long. The Nyoibou extended, plunged into Sanzo's body and caused him to gasp and fall to the ground.

This was it. This was the end then.

He'd never see the West.

Three dark figures stood over him, sneering. "The pathetic monk has finally been disposed of…"

"CUT! CUT! CUT!!!!!" the director screamed as he ran onto the set. "Goku, you're supposed to plunge the stick into Sanzo's heart NOT LIVER!!!! And Gojyo, try to say that last line as if you really mean it, NOT like you're trying to pick up a girl at the bar!!! People, where are your EXPRESSIONS????"

"You told us to look expressionless!!!"

"Yeah!!! And who cares wether it's the heart or liver, he'd 'die' anyway!!!!"

"Yare yare desu ne, our fiftieth take…."

Sanzo propped himself up with his hands, pulled the 'Nyoibou' out of his body and growled. In the background, the narrator was drinking down a whole liter of water at one go, throat already hoarse from the numerous times they had repeated the filming. After all, this WAS the fiftieth take. Sanzo glared around and started swatting the ground with his harisen.

He hated, hated, ABSOLUTELY DETESTED acting.

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Yuncyn: (grinning) scared all of you for a while there, didn't we?

Imaginator: (grinning) Hehehe...almost though the great SANZO-HOSHI SAMA died, eh?

Readers: *THROB THROB*DIE, EVIL AUTHORS, DIE!!!!

Yuncyn & Imaginator: Uh Oh....Please review!!! YARGHHH!!!!........(take off running from very angry mob)