Hello, my kitties…sigh I know, I know, this is NOT the story I should be updating, but….I do anyways… "Stairway to Eden" has gotten WAY dramatic and I usually don't do well with that stuff, but I will work on it and finish it eventually, so, bare with me, please. I am glad that so many people enjoyed this new story and it makes me want to continue it.

I've changed it to PG-13, yup, mah Saiyuki boys swear…A LOT.

My grammar sucks big time, so big thanks to Kei-chan for suffering…I mean editing all my stories. She rocks…:-)

Disclaimer: Still don't own anything, leave me alone.

Chapter Two

Sanzo stumbled on something on the ground and cursed loudly. Goku picked up and dusted off a fluffy pink bunny. His eyes softened. "I think that girl dropped it…."

"Boohoo," the blonde snorted. "She had no business running around in woods full of demons. Throw that damn thing away."

"No!" Goku's eyes filled with tears. "Maybe we'll run into her again; we are going to spend the night in the village, right, Sanzo?"

The moody monk had already climbed in the front seat of the jeep. "I am not spending the night in this shitty place, that's for sure, but you can knock yourself out and camp."

Hakkai started the car, smiling at Gojyo and Goku, who were pushing each other as each tried to get in the jeep first. Goku smacked Gojyo with his power pole and got in the lead. "If the horny water sprite wants to camp out in the woods, I've heard wild pigs are having their mating season!"

"Shut the hell up, you fucking monkey!" Gojyo finally reclaimed his seat in the back and happily smacked Goku upside the head.

"Ouch! Sanzo, tell Gojyo to stop!" Goku's lower lip quivered mockingly.

"How about I kill you both right now, morons!" Sanzo's violet eyes darkened and his gun was dangerously close to Goku's nose.

Gojyo smacked Goku again. "Did you hear that? Mighty Sanzo told you to shut up!"

"He told you to shut up, too!" Goku yelled into Gojyo's face.

The jeep took off in the direction of the nearby village lights, with loud bickering in the back seat that quickly stopped after a few gunshots in the air….

Usagi crawled out from under the bush at early sunrise. She had spent all night dozing off and on, waking up every few minutes at the slightest noise. Morning in the unknown world was very beautiful, a bit cool and sunny, but the beauty of the forest didn't fool Usagi a bit.

She sneaked around the bushes and slowly made her way back to the big road. It was quiet and peaceful, with no remains of the battle whatsoever. Usagi stood in the middle of the road dumbfounded for a few minutes. Nothing—no dead bodies, no clothes, no weapons: nothing, like it had all turned to dust overnight. She noticed a few tire tracks and slowly moved around those, trying to figure out which way they went and which way they came from. Here the tracks came to an abrupt stop, and here they started again. The blonde noticed something shining in the dirt and got on all fours to look at it closer. It was a silver bullet, with another one right next to it….

Usagi remembered the horrors of the night before and whimpered. Were they people or demons?

The blonde wiped her tears and went back to searching for the fresh tire tracks. She decided to follow them for a little bit and see if they led somewhere where she would be safe.

The village was small and the most crowded place was the market. Usagi goggled at the amount of yummy food and snacks there. There were meat buns and spring rolls and Western food and beer and cigarettes. This world was quite interesting: demons and people, food was the same as back home, there were cars and horseback riders, and there were modern looking hotels and small little huts. Usagi stopped next to a food stand. She felt like she hadn't eaten in forever.

"Would you like something, miss?" A pleasant-looking salesman smiled in Usagi's direction.

"Ah…!" Usagi searched through her pockets as if by some magic she would be carrying this world's currency.

"We take all major credit cards as well," the pleasant salesman hinted helpfully.

Usagi's face burned in embarrassment. "I think I left my purse at home…." She had never felt more humiliated in her entire life.

The salesman pleasantly smiled again and turned his attention to other buyers.

Usagi left the stand and moved to another one like a zombie. Delicious meat buns were right in front of her. She wondered if she could get full by just staring at those for an hour or so.

Someone tugged on Usagi's sleeve.

A little boy with a big toothless smile looked up at the blonde. "I know the salesman here, she is my aunt! She won't mind if you take some for yourself."

Tears of joy formed in Usagi's eyes. "Really?" She grabbed some buns and offered a couple to the boy.

"Excuse me? Miss? " A smiling saleswoman came up to Usagi.

The little boy grabbed the meat buns from Usagi's hands. "My big sister will pay for those, I have to run home and give them to my sick grandfather!" And with that he took off running.

Usagi stood stunned. Such a horrible thing couldn't be happening to her! A little brat had just robbed the food stand in front of her, leaving her responsible for the crime! She was the CHAMPION OF JUSTICE. She was a SUPERHERO. She was KIND and BEAUTIFUL and LOVED BY ALL!

She wailed and complained all the way to the local prison. There she ate horrid prison soup and wailed some more and then finally passed out on one of the cell's four beds. At last she realized that even if life in this world was so damn unfair, at least she was safe. Well…if you can call prison safe.

She woke up to loud voices screaming and…the delicious smell of…those DAMN meat buns!

During her sleep the blonde had buried herself deep in the dry grass that was a bedcover in her assigned cell. Now awake, she sat on the bed pulling dry pieces of grass off her face and head while trying to adjust to the cell's dim light.

The people making a lot of noise earlier immediately stopped talking, eating meat buns, smoking cigarettes, and drinking beer. Now they all just sat there staring at her.

A tall brunette in a green shirt broke the silence first. "Ah…it looks like we got company!"

Usagi immediately responded, "This is MY cell!" Then she covered her mouth, horrified. Those were REAL prisoners! They probably REALLY robbed or even KILLED someone! Usagi jumped off the bed, made a mad dash towards the exit, and, still disoriented, completely missed the door, instead smashing full-force into a wall before falling on the floor with a loud thud.

"Ouch." Hakkai cringed.

"Oh no," said Goku through a mouthful of meat buns.

"Hey, she's a cutie! No, wait, a knockout!" Gojyo grinned.

"Stupid shit," snorted Sanzo before going back to smoking his cigarette and reading the newspaper.

Usagi slowly came to. Everything was spinning and she definitely saw more than four people in the cell with her.

A dark-haired young man crouched next to her holding what looked like a can of beer to her painfully pulsing forehead. When he noticed her terrified look, he smiled apologetically. "I am sorry, we don't really have anything else cold here." Usagi smacked his hand away and tried to hide in the corner of the cell.

"We should feed her, she'll be less scared," suggested Goku.

"No, we should kill her; she makes too much noise," hissed Sanzo.

"Aw, poor thing," said Hakkai, and sadly opened the cold, rejected-by-Usagi can of beer.

"I think pretty girl and I should, you know, stay alone for a few minutes and you losers can get the hell away from here." Gojyo winked at the terrified Usagi.

The blond girl took in a deep breath and let out a piercing scream. She abruptly stopped at the all too familiar feel of a cool silver gun touching her forehead.

The blood stopped dead in Usagi's veins "It's the one from last night…."

Usagi slowly backed away from the tall blond man and decided to reason with these crazy people somehow. She really wanted to stay alive until the arrival of her senshi and Setsuna.

"I-I-I'll take the first one…."

"What?" Something flickered in Sanzo's violet eyes.

"I'll take that first offer for food, please."