Your Girlfriend's in my Basement

Ok, here it is. The product of a particularly giggly conversation with one of my buddies. Um...yeah. Our version of what really happened on that rainy night. Enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Saiyuki. Nope, not me. deny, deny, deny

Hakkai was tired. Of killing, of fighting, of existing. He had fought his way into the dungeon of Kanan's 'supposed' captor. After decimating over 1000 demons, he came out of the experience empty handed. She was NOT there.

"What now? Hakkai, what have you done?" He mumbled to himself, wearily retracing his steps, passing through the bloody carnage. "All for nothing..."

Something fell. He looked up, prepared to defend himself against any remaining demon, and saw a crumbling window. More specifically, he saw himself.

"My God...what am I?"

Sharp teeth flashed, long, pointed ears twitched, vines tattooed into his flesh.

"Noooo! What am I? WHAT HAVE I BECOME!"

Sha Gojyo was finding it difficult to navigate his way home in the rain. The after affects of his gin wasn't helping either. To make his nightmare worse, the pounding rain was a fim believer in healthy living, thereby not allowing him to light up one of his Hi-Lites.

"Ugh. This sucks. I just want to get home and...hey!"

Gojyo had tripped over a large, shadowy creature sprawled acrossed the narrow path. Pushing himself to his feet (and grumbling quite a bit), he moved closer to the road block.

"Hello? Are you alive?" the half-breed nudged it with his foot. Groaning feebly (sp?), a young man rolled over, his one undamaged eye half open.

"Woah! What happened to you, man?"

Had Hakkai been stronger, he would have shot the stranger a withering look. As if it wasn't obvious...

"Um...right. Let's get you out of this storm."

'Ugh. My head...Where is this light coming from?'

"Oh, are you awake?"

Hakkai reluctantly opened his eyes to see the same man from the...night? week? before. His vision was then obscured by a large bowl of something hot and steaming.

"I made you some broth. It's supposed to be good for sick people...you're not allergic to beef, are you?"

Hakkai opened his mouth to speak, but all that would come out was a dull croaking noise.

'Too much screaming, I guess.'

Um...that's all I've written so far. But don't worry! I'll post more as it I create it. And I promise you'll understand the title before this fic ends.

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