Hachi No Iro

Written by Mythical Colors

Disclaimers: I think we all know this by now, but I should mention it anyway. Saiyuki and Weiss Kreuz Kapitel do not belong to me. They belong to Kazuya Minekura and Koyasu Takehito respectively. I am not making money out of this and I have no plans to. :) I am having lots of fun, though!

Author's Note: Thank you~ to those who reviewed/added this story to their alert list. :) It means so much to me.

Nothing much happening in this chapter; I had to establish the two teams working together. Probably more action in the next chapter. Sorry for the long delay. Work is really cutting into my writing/rest time. :)

Comments, suggestions, reviews? :) email at .com

-Dea

Ken and Omi pushed the couch down right in front of them. Omi had decided that it would be a useful makeshift shield in case any of those things followed them down.

Youji set Manx down gently, leaning her against the couch and right beside this strange priest that came out of nowhere. He frowned and sighed.

"Someone tell me why we're helping this guy out?" Youji asked with a sigh. "I wouldn't mind if he was a pretty lady, but –"

"He may be someone who knows what these things are and what's going on." Omi answered, glancing back at his older teammate before looking up at the stairs. "It looked like he was used to seeing these things."

Aya looked at the unconscious priest before gripping his Katana, Ken had thrown it over to him a few minutes ago. "Omi, catch!" Ken called to the younger Weiss assassin. Omi held out his hand and caught his crossbow perfectly with it.

"I can't help but be kind of suspicious, too." Ken said, taking his place beside Omi. "I mean, the guy just came out of nowhere – like these… things! What if he's behind them?"

Aya remained quiet for a moment, staring ahead. It was normal for him to be this calm and silent even in the direst of emergencies. It was when he'd speak that his teammates knew something definitely was too strange to pass up.

"It can't be." The red haired assassin trailed off.

Omi, Ken and Youji all turned to him.

Suddenly the wall in front of them burst into pieces.

"Get down!" Omi called and dropping down right behind the couch. Ken, Aya and Youji followed.

"Just how many more explosions do we need?" Youji asked in an irritated tone.

"Well, I ain't gonna let these freaks of nature get me!" Ken said, clenching his fists from beneath his bugnuks. The small but not any less sharper blades glimmered against the flickering light. The brunet assassin got up and jumped off from behind the couch, raising his armed hand it the air and letting out an angry cry as he moved his hand down to strike.

"Hey!" another voice cried. It sounded human, but it was a little too late for Ken to realize that. His brown eyes widened as a golden, rounded edge of some weapon immediately clashed with the blade of his bugnuks. Ken drew his hand back, his whole body went out of control. He landed onto his back with a loud thud.

"Ken!" Youji called, pulling out a long string of wire from his watch. He looked at the brown-haired, golden eyed attacker. The kid couldn't have been older than seventeen or eighteen, but the blow he delivered to fight off Ken sure didn't seem like the strength of some ordinary punk.

The green-eyed assassin frowned and threw his wire right at the young boy who was clearly preparing himself for it. A bright light surrounded him all of the sudden, Youji stopped, looking almost in disbelief and in awe.

"Goku!" another voice called. "Are you alright?"

"Go-ku?" Youji trailed off, he looked up to see another young man with dark brown hair; one monocle over one of his emerald green eyes. He was frowning back at him; around his hands a round ball of light formed.

"I'm fine, Hakkai." Goku got up and positioned himself, Nyoi bo ready to strike. "Bastards! What did you do with Sanzo?"

"Sanzo?" Ken asked, stepping forward, his own weapon revealing its small blades. "What the hell are you talking about! We don't even know who that is! You guys are the one who showed up here!"

Goku was about to speak when he stopped, hearing Hakkai. "Showed up? Where are we anyway?"

Another shrill scream came from just outside the hole in the wall. Everyone looked up, seeing dust scatter throughout the room.

Gojyo pulled back the chain of his sickle and entered through the hole. "I don't like what's going on either, but there's more youkai coming." He called. "Maybe we can save the chit-chat over tea later and move it for now!"

"Youkai?" Ken and Youji asked at the same time.

Omi stared wide-eyed in disbelief, Aya had a similar reaction but he seemed to get over it a bit easier. "Whatever it is they're after. It's here." He said, walking past Omi. "For now, we can stay here until we figure out a plan."

The youngest assassin nodded. He looked over to the rest of them. "Aya-kun is right. We should start making barricades and be ready to attack." He gently set down Manx. "We have emergency supplies down here anyway. That should last us until everything out there calms down and we can figure out what's going on."

"Sanzo!" Goku called, finally seeing the unconscious priest safely leaned against the couch. He ran over to his care taker and looked up at Ken. "Did you do this to him?"

"I don't think so, Goku." Hakkai answered. "They look just as confused as we do. Also –" he trailed off, not sure whether to continue the next sentence.

"We're human." Aya finished for him. At this, Youji, Ken and Omi looked at him disbelievingly.

"Wait, you mean to say these guys aren't?" Youji looked over to Goku. "These three are just like those things outside?"

Gojyo felt a twitch coming on. "Sorry for being one of those things then." He said, sharply, rather sarcastically.

"You can't really blame me for being this negative." Youji snapped back. "We were minding our own business, suddenly you guys come and we're cleaning up your mess." He waved his hand nonchalantly. "We're the ones with the right to complain here."

"What was that? –" Gojyo clenched his fist, teeth gritted.

Hakkai put a hand over Gojyo's shoulder. "We don't have time for this, Gojyo." He looked over to Youji. "We're sorry to have intruded like this, but I assure you." His voice was calm and yet somewhat icily cold. It kind of gave Youji the creeps. "We prefer cleaning up our own messes as much as possible."

The green-eyed assassin let out a chuckle. "Hey, don't worry about it." He said. "We'll be out of each other's hair as soon as this is over."

"Meanwhile, do you mind helping out here?" Ken called, already pushing the couch over to the hole in the wall. "We've got to seal this place for a while if we want to properly come up with a plan!" he looked over to Goku who was still kneeling by Sanzo's side. "You want to keep Sanzo safe, don't you?" he asked.

Goku looked back at him for a moment before nodding. "Got it!" he got up. "I'll block all the windows!" he ran off.

Aya kept his eye on Goku; particularly the golden ring around his head. That one looked particularly strong. The problem was, no one knew just how strong. How far was he from becoming one of those things outside?

He looked back at Sanzo and Manx who were still unconscious. Aya didn't like being even somewhat remotely clueless. Not one bit.

The youkai stood across the ruined but now closed flower shop a street ahead; around them carnage took place. People ran away from the other demons only to be caught and killed in cold blood. A few fires were already licking at establishments and stores.

Sounds of screaming and shrieks of pain didn't really seem to be anything new to these two demons who eyed the flower shop carefully, as if waiting for someone to come out. One of them looked over to his companion, his yellow eyes glimmering.

"I'm telling you. I'm not making this up. She's in there with them!"

"You better not be making this up, Takao." His companion sneered. "We've got enough trouble with the Sanzo-ikkou escaping from that attack made over in their world. Now, you're actually telling me the Demon Princess is here with them?"

The one called Takao shook his head. "I saw her in there. Those four other men who were staying in that place, they carried her downstairs." He looked ahead again. "I know what I saw, Shurei." He nodded. "Demon Princess Ninghong is there with them."

Shurei turned away and started to walk off. "Then we should get her back and kill the Sanzo-ikkou along the way, shouldn't we?"

Takao's eyes widened. "Shouldn't we tell the General first?"

"What are you an idiot?" Shurei sneered. "Then, he'll try to get them himself. And if he succeeds he'll get all the credit to himself while we'll be back to eating his dust!" he unsheathed his sword and raised it. Shurei's eyes narrowed as an unfortunate human ran past him. He moved his sword down and cut through his head in one swift motion.

Takao watched as the headless body fell to the ground; Shurei whisked his sword.

"We'll get Princess Ninghong and then bring the sutra to the Jade Princess." He said, a manic gleam in his eyes. "Then, that general of ours will be the one bowing to us on his knees."