Written: 6/5/05
Word Count: 200
Rating: T for cussing
Notes: Inspired by a car wreck in my neighborhood recently.
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It was rare that the dragon-turned-automobile was required to do it, but it was better than the alternative.
"Hakuryu!"
And with that scant warning, the four travelers found themselves ass over ears, rolling over the sandy ground. Their gear rolled only partway, dusty and about twenty feet behind them.
"Holy shit, Hakkai!" Goku yelled, sitting up and brushing the grit from his hair.
"Sorry, sorry, everyone."
"What the fuck happened?" Gojyo demanded, rubbing the fresh burn marks that were starting to bloom on his uncovered arms.
Hakkai looked over at the blonde priest, who was very calmly lighting up another cigarette. "I'm sorry, I lost control and we almost ran into the cliff ahead."
"Well, if you didn't drive like a bat out of hell!" Gojyo replied, aiming a smack at Hakkai's shoulder.
"Ow! I'm sorry!"
As his three companions began an argument, Hakuryu landed on Sanzo's knee, garnet colored jewel-like eyes focusing up on amethyst orbs.
"Stupid dragon. I just lit up, too," Sanzo complained.
Hakuryu just 'cheeped' and laid a scaly head in Sanzo's lap.
A pale hand raised and stroked a scaly neck.
Sanzo's such a softie, Hakuryu thought, closing his eyes in contentment.
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