[note: I've debated changing the rating for this fic for a while,
mainly because of language - no nudity, except for the imagined
NAKED SANZO, and no sex, because I'm no good at all that, and all the
characters would end up killing me. Thanks to the gentle reminder
by our friends at ff.net that there's a "report abuse" button on these
fics, I've decided to change the rating just to be safe. Even
though I know that most Saiyuki fans already can deal with the language
- it's Saiyuki: even Hakkai may one day cuss out someone - I'm trying
not to get my fic canned for overstepping the bounds of the
"one-bad-word" limit imposed by PG-13, and I'm not going to bother
counting how many are in this fic. I come from a time where
"Dammit" is considered a bad word, so those count.
So, sorry, no full-blown nudity, despite the rating, and no sex -
Gojyo: Aww…
- at least, where I have to write it -
Gojyo: Oh. Okay.
- and we can continue on in the R-rating without worrying too much about keeping our blood inside their respective vessels. Mmm, blood…
Goku: That's… gross.
Hey, I intend to make it worth the switch.
Sanzo: Liar.
Go suck it.
/click/
Ah - forget I said that. Anyway, on with the chapter!
Hakkai: Prude.
Gojyo: Haha. And she's old, too.
I hate you both.]
"We have joy, we have fun, we have blisters in the sun" Nii was singing, but no one could hear him -
BECAUSE HE WAS TOO FAR WEST FOR ANYONE TO CARE!
"Aww." The poor doctor hugged his bunny, and scooted away to whimper in his lab.
Meanwhile, Kougaiji had finally given up on sitting at the inn, especially since a few of the maids were starting to give him rather hungry looks of … something, he couldn't tell what. He could smell barbecue from down the hall, though.
Frankly, it was starting to creep him out.
"Knock it off, Lilin," he added tiredly, feeling his sister's hands on his hair again. He had long since given up on trying to deal with his hair, now that Lilin had almost permanently separated his long red locks into three thick clumps that hung down his back. Stupid girl and her braiding practice.
"I'm bored."
"I know."
"Let's go find the Sanzo party, and - "
"Lilin?"
"Hm, big brother?"
"I smell barbecue."
This gave the girl pause, and she sniffed the air - she hadn't noticed it before, why didn't she? THE SMELL OF JUICY MEAT ON A GRILL!
MEAT!
ZOOM. Annnd Lilin was out the door, giving Yaone and Dokugakuji more reason to love their superior even more.
Kougaiji sighed, and the three continued to stare at each other's shoes in silence. So, really, they were still at the inn, doing nothing.
This is boring.
Down the hall, Hakuryuu slurped up the last of the coffee in the hotel kitchen and gave a satisfied burp.
BURRRRP!
Yes, Hakkai was well aware that he had switched bodies with Hakuryuu. Now that the coffee was gone, he was even more aware of it. Not that it was such a big deal, but he figured it would be best to finally find his body and see how Hakuryuu was faring.
But first, even dragons need to use the restroom.
And Sanzo seriously needed a new pack of cigarettes.
"Here, Hakkai, have this one, Sanzo likes this brand!"
"Kyuu?" Chomp.
"Like it?"
Chompchompchomp. "Kyuu…"
In case anyone else was wondering, Goku was feeding Hakkai Sanzo's cigarettes.
You're not supposed to eat cigarettes, by the way, but Goku wasn't about to share his hidden stash of SUPER-SWEET CHOCO-DELIGHT just yet. And it was well-known that Hakkai had a stomach of iron. Or something like that.
And Gojyo had just smoked his last stick.
Putz.
Sanzo was also running out quickly because he had taken refuge against another tree to start chain-smoking.
"Kyuu?" Hakkai had started searching Goku's pockets.
"No, Hakkai! NOT MY CHOCO-DELIGHT!"
So, sorry, no full-blown nudity, despite the rating, and no sex -
Gojyo: Aww…
- at least, where I have to write it -
Gojyo: Oh. Okay.
- and we can continue on in the R-rating without worrying too much about keeping our blood inside their respective vessels. Mmm, blood…
Goku: That's… gross.
Hey, I intend to make it worth the switch.
Sanzo: Liar.
Go suck it.
/click/
Ah - forget I said that. Anyway, on with the chapter!
Hakkai: Prude.
Gojyo: Haha. And she's old, too.
I hate you both.]
"We have joy, we have fun, we have blisters in the sun" Nii was singing, but no one could hear him -
BECAUSE HE WAS TOO FAR WEST FOR ANYONE TO CARE!
"Aww." The poor doctor hugged his bunny, and scooted away to whimper in his lab.
Meanwhile, Kougaiji had finally given up on sitting at the inn, especially since a few of the maids were starting to give him rather hungry looks of … something, he couldn't tell what. He could smell barbecue from down the hall, though.
Frankly, it was starting to creep him out.
"Knock it off, Lilin," he added tiredly, feeling his sister's hands on his hair again. He had long since given up on trying to deal with his hair, now that Lilin had almost permanently separated his long red locks into three thick clumps that hung down his back. Stupid girl and her braiding practice.
"I'm bored."
"I know."
"Let's go find the Sanzo party, and - "
"Lilin?"
"Hm, big brother?"
"I smell barbecue."
This gave the girl pause, and she sniffed the air - she hadn't noticed it before, why didn't she? THE SMELL OF JUICY MEAT ON A GRILL!
MEAT!
ZOOM. Annnd Lilin was out the door, giving Yaone and Dokugakuji more reason to love their superior even more.
Kougaiji sighed, and the three continued to stare at each other's shoes in silence. So, really, they were still at the inn, doing nothing.
This is boring.
Down the hall, Hakuryuu slurped up the last of the coffee in the hotel kitchen and gave a satisfied burp.
BURRRRP!
Yes, Hakkai was well aware that he had switched bodies with Hakuryuu. Now that the coffee was gone, he was even more aware of it. Not that it was such a big deal, but he figured it would be best to finally find his body and see how Hakuryuu was faring.
But first, even dragons need to use the restroom.
And Sanzo seriously needed a new pack of cigarettes.
"Here, Hakkai, have this one, Sanzo likes this brand!"
"Kyuu?" Chomp.
"Like it?"
Chompchompchomp. "Kyuu…"
In case anyone else was wondering, Goku was feeding Hakkai Sanzo's cigarettes.
You're not supposed to eat cigarettes, by the way, but Goku wasn't about to share his hidden stash of SUPER-SWEET CHOCO-DELIGHT just yet. And it was well-known that Hakkai had a stomach of iron. Or something like that.
And Gojyo had just smoked his last stick.
Putz.
Sanzo was also running out quickly because he had taken refuge against another tree to start chain-smoking.
"Kyuu?" Hakkai had started searching Goku's pockets.
"No, Hakkai! NOT MY CHOCO-DELIGHT!"