Note: Wahahaha! Yes... I finally figured how to edit my chapters! (it is kinda complicated for a new user like me to edit chapters when they're already 'published')
Anyways, chapter 3...
Sora however…
So we decided to camp and sleep on the dessert for the night. No complaints from me, no complaints from Ann—which until now I still find unusual—but, lots and lots of complaints from Shane. Oh yes, our poor ears.
Since we don't have any sleeping bag or tent with us—who brings a sleeping bag and a tent on a plane anyway? We just slept on the rough sand, using our carry on backpacks as a pillow. I brought my own blankie however, I never leave my home without it (of course, if you exclude school and those kind of stuff) so that could be my make-shift blanket for that night. Of course, if I have known back then that it was to be taken away from me by some ANN OUT THERE! I would have never took out my blankie from my backpack.
The morning came, nothing is better than going to travel without any breakfast.. not. Ann, being the one with the most largest tank among the rest of them, cried out "I'M SO HUNGRY!" if being one step closer to being Son Goku of the Sanzo-ikku was a crime, Ann would be imprisoned.
I covered my ears—you know that feeling you get whenever you just know something is going to happen—I just know they (Shane and Ann—both the whiners) are going to have a huge ear-piercing brawling soon.
But it never came... instead of hearing "Shut up!"s and "Shut your face back!"s I heard...
"'Ello ma chickas!"
'… that voice… it can't be!' was the thought of my head after I heard that voice.
I was all but looking shocked. You know, the complete big eyes, and 'o' formed mouth. Oh yes, I was shocked. I was shocked until this 'hello my chickas' girl had her arm around me.
"WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN SORA?" I snapped, half-twitching.
I looked at her, 'wow.. she's looks like she's just gotten out of a salon or SPA treatment!' her brown-red wavy hair was hidden by the bandana in her head, her hazel eyes covered by her retro sun glasses, she was wearing a white tank top and a pink prarie skirt.
And then she told me the whole thing.
'Damnit... spend a night in the dessert looking for someone, and you find out that someone is just at the next village... nerve-wrecking!' my insides scream. I must've been pouting and tears are threatening to fall out of my eyes, cause Sora said: "What are you looking so glum about? Cheer up Landen, it's not like you've spent a day out in the sunny dessert just to look for me!—Anyways, I was about to be attacked by these.. icky gross creatures when that piece of red haired hunk saved me!..."
I didn't listen after she mentioned that we weren't looking for her out in the dessert, thus, my tears didn't fall back then. 'WE DID SPEND A DAY OUT IN THE DESSERT JUST LOOKING FOR YOU! And you used the wrong adjective.. it's not sunny! IT'S FRIKIN HOT!' my frustrated mind gathered.
That little…! If I had knew back then that Sora was safe and—even was in the care of Cho Hakkai (would you call it 'in care' if it's Gojyo? No.. I think so too.. but he'd be fun to have around!), I would've never come to look for her!
Anyways, this is the part where I got most frustrated at all. So I didn't get picked up by these guys when I just landed on the dessert (like on the stories they do), I didn't even get to meet the guys first hand!—Oh and by the way, spending such a night night out in the desesert,hah! Is no good at all.And I'm the only one among my friends who knows that we are in this Gensomaden Saiyuki world! And—oh.. not to be missed out the fact that while we're here, some of us were actually bug eyed (big eyes) and looking like the cutest bishoujos in anime.
'—wait! Did she just introduced the four guys in the green car Hakkai, Sanzo, Goku and… Gojyo?' I thought for a moment
"Hello! Heeellllooo! Landeeen! Landen dear! Are you there? What are you gawking at them for?" Sora interrupted my thoughts. "What?" I asked limply. Being interrupted in your thoughts can either be frustrating or embarrassing… or both!
Silence.
"I know they're hott but can't you guys, like, focus on me for a second! I am after all your friend, and you barely even get to talk to those guys…" Sora broke it again, but by the time she said the word 'second!' I was looking at the guys in the green jeep again.
'My eyes have to be mistaking me!' I thought. I had taken a double look at Sora.
"Sora Kazuya is that you?" I asked her. She looked… animé-ic. Now, if I had known that even if you weigh 140 lbs and still be looking like the cutest animé bishoujo/chick ever… I would have given my life and be an animé character instead! Can't argue with vanity.
"Huh? What do you mean if this is me?" she asked me, lowering that too-big-for-her-face retro sun glasses.
I turned to look at the Shane and Ann, with a look on my face 'are you seeing what I'm seeing?'. I guess they must have understood, or at least one of them did. "Sora, take the bandana off your head." Shane commanded Sora, unsure.
"Why? Why is she going to take off her bandana? I think it looks cool! Landen, why did you looked at Shane and me like that? Why? Why? WHY?" a very confused Ann babbled.
Ann was about to say another one of her 'why's with more drama this time when Shane took Ann's head by her palm and twisted it to the direction of Sora.
"WaaHaaaY…?" Ann seemed loss for words.
Sora looked… more prettier than she was in real life. Oh the hands of manga drawers! I shall praise you for your sheer brilliance! I shall worship you!
Sora had pink hair, like most of Minekura-san's manga drawings, her hair was pretty detailed. Her usually wavy, frizzy, wild hair was now—of course, often times when animé girls have wavy curly hair, they look wonderful on them—and that's how it looked like on Sora… wonderful. Her eyes, who were once a hazel, now is in a lively color of orange. And to top it off, for Ann's sake, Sora has an even tan! She looked… hott.
No wonder, Gojyo had hit on her.. even in front of us.
"Hey sexy baby! Aren't you going to introduce me to your friends?" Gojyo interrupted, wrapping his arms around Sora's waist. Sora however, did allowed him to.
I bit my lip, not that I'm jealous of her or anything (Stop saying that! I'm truly not!) but because she's the one who doesn't even spend an entire night trying to sleep out in the hot hot dessert, have her blankie be stolen from her, and give up a bottle of water for a very whiny Shane, and now she gets to have any guy she wants in the Saiyuki gang? Unfair! I must say, unfair!
So by then what did I do next? Oh yes, I have gone crazy.
With my sand filled clothes, I glomped (as in jumped to hug) Gojyo..—not that he's my favorite or anything, but I just like to hug one of them! Even if it's Nii and his bunny! But of course, never the demons!
'Yes! He's real!' I thought triumphly.
"Whoah! Whoah! Hold on there girly! I'm free for all of you" Gojyo let out, sweatdroping, but I bet, he enjoyed this. Being on demand by two ladies and all.
From what Shane and Ann told me nowadays, that moment, Sora looked like she was about to burst. Wanting to take off my legs that were wrapped around Gojyo and have them (my legs) fed to the sharks and whales and she wanted to break my arms too, the arms that were wrapped around Gojyo quite tightly. Yes, I was in that position with Gojyo. I was happy back then, but of course I realized how much of a pervert he is, then was about to take myself off him. That was until somebody did that deed for me…
Sora by then grabbed me off from Gojyo,not that she needs that much strenght when shepushed (or grabbed) me off Gojyo, but she did gave it more power, thus, I landed on the ground... hard."Ow!" Sora however, being the girl she just is, smiled sheepishly and feigning a sweatdrop, yes, by then she does have a big blue sweat drop on her head as she plastered herself to Gojyo. Gojyo, being… Gojyo, just smiled happily.
While I, well, seeing as by then we were all turned into animé bishoujos, I have the 'irritated-straight-lined-eyes-and-mouth' animé expression on my face, and if Sora has a sweatdrop on her head, I have a huge red throbbing vein!
"Hahaha! Landen! You look so cute!" Shane let out, she and Ann, in animé sense, were all rolling on the floor, laughing their asses off chibily. I was about to comit physical harm to both of them but then wandered about how I look like in animé.
"Does anyone have a mirror?" I asked the girls. Sora handed me hers—of course, I should've never asked that question, it's always known that Sora always have her comb, lip gloss, foundation and mirror with her—and took a look at myself.
I must say, mother, you didn't do a bad job!
I am contented with my look. I think I look cute! So bishoujo! I even have those lines in the cheeks of those hyper girls (i.e Miaka from Fushigi Yuugi) I have blue choppy layered hair! Yay! Oh wait.. what is this standing out? Oh god…. No… I HAVE ANTENNAS! Not exactly as noticeable like Gojyo's but, it's short.. and it stands out long enough that it may look like I maybe receiving a signal from some satellite orbit. Moving on, I have very shocking tint of blue-green for a color of my eyes! It's very bright. 'What am I? the representative of earth or something? Blue hair and Green eyes?' my mind protested.
But the others must have heard my pathetic protest, as they started sniggering.
I looked at them, that doesn't make a difference. The only one who could inflict any threat towards us by just glaring at us is Sora. She's tall, she works out. She's… scarry, to be said in all honesty. I just sighed. Looking down at my body—yes! This was the time I realized that no matter how much you weigh.. if you were a bishoujo… you're going to be sexy.
Now, for the payback, I looked at Ann and Shane. Hoping I could get a more worse color combination of a standing out feature in their animé-ic bodies.
Ann, her animé-ic form fits her personality. 'Small, but terrible'. Speaking of heights, I was quite taller than her! About, 2 and a ½ inches. Anyway, Ann has long flowing orange hair, and her eyes, she's got 'em in this tint of red-pink. And like me, she has those lines on her cheeks. That made me wonder if when putting lines on the cheeks will mean that character's hyper. Hmm… still no conclusion up to now.
And Shane—'haha! Still not lucky in the boobies department my dear friend?' I thought cruelly. Now, again, everybody within 10 feet must have heard, because not very soon, I heard Ann bursting out laughing. Shane, as usual, was tall—shorter by Miss Sora Giant over there by about an inch—and pretty boobless. But now she's got a matching dark shade of purple for the color or her hair and a very nice shade of grey—almost silverish—for the color of her eyes.
"Atleast I'm not short like you!" Shane let out, a vein probing in her head.
"Ei! Take that back!" I yelled to her. She knows she gets me every time with the height differences thing.
"So are you ever going to introduce me to your lovely friends, sexy?" Gojyo asked Sora, who, at first, just giggled in reply.
She then began pointing, "That's Ann." Ann mouthed a 'hi!' to Gojyo, and Gojyo just smiled in return.
"Shane, miss boobless girl" Sora introduced Shane with a smirk playfully on her face. Gojyo mouthed 'It's fine' in Shane's direction. Sora had fun introducing Shane, apparently.
"And lastly… the one trying to steal you from me is Landen" Sora had a sour look on her face. I just mouthed 'sorry' to her and greeted Gojyo hi.
"Hey Gojyo! Soo.. Sora.. —how did you meet them?" I asked, all but too eagerly and curious. And remembered that I wasn't supposed to know about them. Sora grunted and sighed frustrated. "Do I have to tell that story over again?" she said impatiently.
I opened my mouth to say 'no, no need, I'll just ask Shane'
But she sighed yet again and starte talking before I get to say my piece (as usual).
"So... how it started..."
Note: I changed Sora's look. And I finally know how to edit...I think! ;;;; ehehe...
Now reviews please!
I work hard not to make this seem like the cliched stereotypical four girls from this world going to the Saiyuki world. It is hard! But it is kinda more fun if you're stuck in the first point of view -
Anyways, chapter 4 will be up soon.
Ja!
Lyssah.