Chapter 2
Chapter 2: Explanations
The feast passed in a bit of a blur for everyone. As the students began to leave for their dorms, Hakkai began to stand up and follow the Gryffindors, then paused, uncertain.
"Ah- Professor Dumbledore? Er… where do I go? I'm… not quite a student, but…"
Dumbledore smiled faintly, the ever-present twinkle in his eye returning full-force after the surprise.
"I suppose that, as you are teachers, I'll give you a choice of staying with your old House or moving into the Defense teacher's quarters."
The four looked at each other, Gojyo and Sanzo having moved closer during the conversation, and after a moment's silence, they responded at once, stating flatly, "Teacher's quarters. Separate rooms."
As soon as they entered the rooms and Dumbledore exited, bidding them all a good night, Sanzo locked the door, turned around, and glared at Hakkai.
"Start explaining. Now."
Hakkai sighed a bit, and began, lapsing into their native Japanese. "Ah… you remember that last fight we had?" The four paused a moment, thinking back on that fateful day…
Gojyo narrowly ducked a blast of energy sent his way. "Damnit, stop stealing Hakkai's moves!" he joked, sending his shakujo through the offending demon. "They're starting to piss me off, doing that. What'd'you think, Hakkai?"
Hakkai smiled wryly. "There does seem to be a certain lack of creativity here," he shot off a blast of his own, "But then I suppose we're doing our part to fix that," another blast. "After all, it's rather hard for them to copy us," spin-duck-blast, "When they're dead."
Goku grinned madly at the thrill of the fight, killing demon after demon. "Yeah, but have you ever noticed who they end up copying? 'S'always you."
Gojyo smirked. "Hey, Hakkai, think they're hitting on you? You know, imitation being the sincerest form of flattery and all that crap?"
Hakkai twisted slightly, mock-glaring at the two. "Hey, now, don't even joke about that."
"Hey, now, who said I was- shit, Hakkai! Move!" But Gojyo's warning came a moment too late, as Hakkai was hit from behind by a strange bolt of energy.
Time seemed to stop, as Hakkai fell slowly to his knees, his body seeming to twist and warp oddly, and began to fade away. He managed to choke out a few words, and then- was gone.
"Hogwarts … Harry Potter… fifteen… years…"
((A/N: I'm back! Finally! I've got some explanations planned out, at least, but I just wanted to get this out, even though it's short. Chapter one has been redone, so you may want to go back and reread that. Hopefully, there won't be such a gap before the next chapter comes out… ;
And a big thanks to all my reviewers!))