...I can't believe I let myself watch that Saiyuki Reload marathon...It gave me the wierdest story ideas.

"Wow…that damn storm's still raging like hell out there. I'm glad we're not caught out in that shit. We wouldn't last 5 minutes if we were attacked."

"Now, now, Gojyo. There's no need for that kind of language." Hakkai lightly chided as Sanzo's patience for the hanyou was wearing thin and his revolver was loaded, ready and waiting on the monk's thigh. "We've cooped up in this room for 2 days straight and we're all just a little on edge. Even Hakuryu and myself."

THUMP!

"What the hell was that?" Sanzo demanded, having his gun at the ready. Goku was by the door and summoned his Nyoibou, prepared for a fight. "All right, Goku-open the door. The rest of you, get ready in case it's a demon."

The brown-haired 18-year-old quickly slid open the door and a girl almost fell on top of him. Sanzo rushed forward and caught her against his body. Her skin was pale and tacky while her clothes were bloody and damaged. She looked like hell had welcomed her into its arms then roughed her up before spitting her back out in some random place.

"Is she still alive, Sanzo?" Goku asked innocently as the 3 others came closer to look at her.

"Well, she's barely breathing and her body's growing cold." The blond monk answered. "As for 'alive'-I think she's about to die."

"Then we can help ourselves to whatever she's carrying." Gojyo eyed the bag on her back. "Come on, Monk. Open the bag and let's see what goodies she's carrying."

Sanzo removed the bag from her back by undoing a buckle. It landed to the side with a semi-muffled thud. He scooped up the girl properly. "No way in hell are we going to rob a girl on her death bed. She needs to have her wounds treated to see if we can save her. We have to do everything within our power to make sure she lives to see another dawn-even if it's just one more."

"Fine. I guess I can wait until the broad kicks the bucket before I go through her stuff." The hanyou muttered pulling out a cigarette. "But the second she croaks-we see if we can sell any of it."

The monk shot him a glare. "Just get one of the beds ready, dumb ass."

Gojyo took that comment in proper offense-like always-and was about to toss out the usual challenge but he stopped-they all did. The girl opened her eyes weakly, trying to become conscious.

"…Please…hide them…they mustn't fall in to their hands…" Her voice was barely above a breath. The Sanzo party could barely hear her. "…if they should get them…no one will be able to stand against them…they'll kill everyone…destroy everything…that's in their path…please…for you own lives and for the lives of the innocent…hide them…"

And then she dropped completely. Her head fell back and her body went completely limp in Sanzo's arms. Hakkai eyed her chest, not even daring to touch her heavily injured body. Her chest shakily rose in a barely noticeable way.

"Hey, dumb ass-get a bed ready NOW!" The priest snapped, getting pissed off. "If she dies-you're gonna die!"

"I'm goin'! I'm goin'! Shit, man! You need to loosen up!" Gojyo spat as he headed to one of the two bedrooms. Hakkai grabbed a pad of paper and a pen, quickly scrawling down things.

"Goku, I'm going to need these items to treat her wounds." He ripped the paper off the pad and gave it to the youngest member of their party. "Run and don't dawdle. Her life is hanging on by a thread."

"I'll go see what the inn keeper has." Goku's staff disappeared as her ran out of their room.

Sanzo knelt to hold her better. "Hakkai, is she still breathing?"

Hakkai nodded once. "She seems to be attempting to meditate to dissipate the pain and try to control her heart beat, in turn slowing her blood flow. Not many people know how to do that. It's a survival tactic that takes years to fully master and to do it subconsciously, on the verge of death like she is doing…"

"This young lady is a survivor. She's seen and done too much to give up now." Sanzo slowly rose with Hakkai's help. "I saw it in her eyes…they're just like mine…practically the same color."

"She needs to rest. Goku will be back any minute and Gojyo should be done by now. Come on, Sanzo. To have her die in your arms after what you said would be completely pointless." Hakkai put a gentle hand on the monk's shoulder. "Let me do my best. Maybe she could of some help to us and our cause. Until she gets better, you can help me tend to her. It'll ease your soul."

Sanzo bowed his head, his eyes closed. "Thank you for understanding Hakkai my friend."

It seems we have a certain monk who likes a certain someone!