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redamity · 2 years ago

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Hey guys ever heard of a little thing called journey to the west—

This is a Puyo Fic based on that, with the desert journey series! Featuring schezo. Not featuring Gyura.

If you don’t know how this type of journey goes, read onwards to the next installment.

It’s so hot! Boiling! That’s the Desert!

Four guys are walking along the sand, their destination unclear. What is clear is that they’re a small group that surround the core: a short young man named Gensan. Indeed:

A quartet on a journey, to places unknown.

One girl with hair that resembles Salmon,

Glasses that rest upon her nose,

And a purse bearing a pig’s image.

Another girl with fiery, orange hair,

Jacket hung around her waist

Alongside her, a cloud-like companion.

One man stood tall, in deep cerulean hues,

A two-toned bell-hat that compliments his eyes,

With long, purple hair that reaches his buttocks.

The red-haired boy was their pillar,

Beyond his soft eyes and delicate nature,

Were stories of lengths no one knew before.

They all had their own reasons to follow, but the main factor is they all have high respect for the boy, even if he keeps talking of rather boring topics.

If you don’t know how this type of journey goes, read onwards to the next installment.

“So, for the remainder of this Journey, I suggest we— ah, Sora! Don’t go off so fast!” He called out, as the energetic member of the group had gone in a different direction.

Sora was jumping up and down, pointing at an out of place crab. “Look at this!! Look at this!!” She yelled, still pointing. “This Crab’s got some style! The coolest little moves! PAHAHA!” She picks it up and brings it to the group to show.

“Mr. Crab… Sora, aren’t you worried it’ll pinch you?” Inoha said, softly. “Mr. Sago said that we shouldn’t put ourselves in harm's way, and Master Gensan said that we shouldn’t mess with anyone..”

Sora threw the crab back to where it was, laughing. “PAHAHA!! Even if it did pinch me, I would’ve been perfectly fine!” She assured her, giving a friendly slap to Inoha’s shoulder. “That’s totally fine advice, but you can’t blame me for forgetting! It’s totally boring!!”

Inoha gave up, and then realized the group had left without her. “Oh no! Wait for me, everyone!” She gasped, already getting winded from trying to catch up.

Up ahead were Gensan and Sago, who was listening to the former continue what he was speaking about earlier. In any other circumstance, it would be Sago as the “leader”, but the group had formed around Gensan.

“I wonder where Sora and Inoha went..” Gensan thought, looking to his sides. “Sago, you don’t think that they’ve gone off— nevermind, they probably did.”

Sago sighs, expecting that to be the case. “Well, then. They should arrive again momentarily.. or I suppose, Inoha will arrive momentarily.” He reassured, gently turning Gensan around to see the comically running Inoha.

“Huff.. puff puff puf..!” Inoha was gasping for air, before she stumbled on said air, landing roughly near the pair’s feet. “Mmmph.. fpeh! Sorry for that, Master Gensan— Sora wanted to show us something!”

Close behind was Sora, who seemed to not have walked since they last saw her— she chose to go via cloud. “You totally missed it! Let’s go onwards though! Maybe there’ll be something up ahead, like a baddie!”

“Sora! You cannot just run wherever and however you please!” Gensan scolded, shooing the cloud back to its usual position beside Sora. “If we keep having to wait for you, and to look for you, we’re never going to go further.”

Sora pouted, and crossed her arms. “Ehh!! But you’re the one who spouts nonsense like ‘The Journey is not the Ending, nor is it the Beginning, but the contents within.’ or something weird like that!” She argued.

Gensan simply turned to continue the journey. “We can discuss this when we settle for the day, but for now, think about what you’ve done.” He told her, sounding annoyed, but still kind.

and such was a regular day for the traveling quartet— Sora wanders off, Inoha gets left behind, Gensan has to lecture them.

That was the usual, so how is it that they all stay together if they’re not cohesive?

“Listen up.” Sago spoke, catching the attention of everyone. “Do you see the structure all the way over there?”

They couldn’t exactly tell. The setting sun was glaring in their faces, so it was difficult to look around too much.

“I believe it to be a place we can take refuge in for the night, if the young master agrees to it.” Sago informed, lightly ruffling Gensan’s hair. It’s hard to tell, but this was a lighthearted action.

“… uhm, would you cut it out for a minute?” Gensan asked, initially. “I see why you suggest it, but there’s something ominous about it.. I say we try not to.” He decided.

Sora groaned loudly, disappointed. “But you always say that, Gecchan! Why can’t we check out the area! Live a little!” She elbows, eventually tripping over her feet, but recovering faster than Inoha ever could.

“Sora. It is not your decision if we choose to visit mountains, villages, caves, and whatnot. Decisions on where we go are up to Gensan. It is your job to make sure he’s safe.” Sago reminded her. “Let’s try to find a comfortable spot to set up camp then. Inoha, it’s on you.”

Inoha cautiously walked faster, before reaching the front of the group, rather than the back. “You don’t mind if I .. walk.. in front of you, right Master Gensan?” She asked timidly, before he nodded as approval.

Due to Inoha being in front, the group walked more slowly, and somewhat aimlessly. Sora looked to the cave, and glared, as if declaring it a member of her fight list.

The sun eventually was gulped by structures in the far distance: a sight they will stop for the day. Inoha takes out the tents: one for her and Sora, and one for Gensan and Sago. The set up was difficult, but once finished, it seemed more comfortable than the cave they would’ve gone to. Indeed:

As sun sets on the desert,

The tents stand tall, both colored distinctly.

One with a purple hue, fitting of winter,

And one with an orange hue, fitting of summer.

Between them is a pot, able to be used to cook.

And near that pot is a bag that carries supplies.

Indeed, a quaint and respectable camp.

“Sago, do you mind if I do dinner today?” Gensan asked, tapping the taller man’s elbow. “I’ve thought about making something that will be able to last for roughly another week.”

Immediately, Sago responded with a “Yes.”, which was quite common— despite being the oldest, Sago would quite easily be a bit of a Yes-Man, especially if Gensan asked.

Today’s dinner would be porridge, which was something that Gensan had a fondness for— bit light, healthy, and tasty. He took out four spare bottles and poured porridge into each of them.

“Alright, everyone, here is some delicious rice porridge.” He announced, passing bottles to everyone. “This should be able to let us have the strength to continue more while spending less resources.”

Inoha opened her bottle, and tried to eat the porridge, but it ended up spilling onto her leg. “Ah! Master Gensan, I need more porridge! If there is any…” She whined. “Nevermind, I’m sorry I asked…”

Gensan reluctantly took Inoha’s bottle and added more porridge from his own bottle. “Okay, this time I’ll let you have some more, but you have to be careful, alright?” He calmly told her, giving the gentlest of frowns.

Inoha looked at the bottled porridge, her eyes lighting up. “Thank you, Master Gensan!” She blurted, before scurrying to her tent. Such was her life— as much as she looked up to Gensan, she struggled with talking to him, or anyone for that matter.

Sora, meanwhile, had finished her entire bottle. “Ahh~! Hits the spot… hm, maybe I’ll have seconds like Inoha! Gecchan! Refill, please!” She shouted, shaking her empty bottle.

But to this, Gensan shook his head. “That was supposed to last you.. sigh, nevermind, Sora. There are more pressing matters.. you keep running off, and I don’t want you to get lost— we’re on this journey as a team, not just strangers.” He began, walking closer to Sora.

She merely stuck out her tongue, blowing raspberries. “Blehhh!! Blehh! I can find my way around! You know this! Have I been gone for longer than an hour? Eh, Gecchan?” She smugly retorted, confident in this.

“I can name a few instances; The time you went off for a whole day because you saw a monkey, the time you ended up fighting with that Gyura woman for a day, or that time you simply went the other direction.” Gensan flatly lists, using his fingers to emphasize for Sora.

“Ha-rumph!!” Sora stomps her foot in anger. “I’m still hungry! Gecchan, how about I go look for food over yonder?” She offers, gesturing towards the left.

Gensan’s eyes followed, and he stared for a moment, and then sighed in defeat. “You can go, but only if you take Inoha with you- I can’t in good faith let you go alone, and you get along best with her. You’ll have to get back before morning, and it’s on you if you’re tired.” He said, adjusting Sora’s visor. “Okay?”

“Awwwgh! Fine! Fine! Inoha!!” Sora yelled, waking Inoha up. “Gecchan told us we can go hunt! It’ll be a girl’s time out! Poiya Papaya Poiyapiii!” She spun around happily, hugging Gensan, and then Inoha.

Inoha shuddered, wanting to hug back, but was a bit tired and too shocked. “Sora— you always— never mind.” She stumbled over her words. “Do you want me to bring Mr. Weapon, or should I leave it with Master Gensan and Mr. Sago.”

Hearing his name had cued Sago into realizing something was wrong. “Sora, What are you doing?” He glared, staring downward. “You don’t intend on—“

“Wait! It was actually Gecchan who said we could!” Sora interrupts, pointing at Gensan.

Sago directs his attention to Gensan instead, a bit shocked. “Gensan, why are you letting her go off willingly? Don’t you worry that Sora will…” He made a running motion with his hands, before shaking them wildly.

“I’m sending her with Inoha. If something happens, she’ll drag her back here. Other than you, she’s the most responsible.” Gensan told him, looking at Inoha (who was struggling to find her weapon.)

Sago opened his mouth, but didn’t speak. “If that’s what you say, then so be it. I trust you.” He then looked at the tent he would sleep in, and pointed for Gensan to go there. “It’s about time for you to sleep.”

Gensan obliged, feeling tired anyway. “Sago, you’re free to sleep too, you know.” He yawned, before going to rest.

As the sun began to creep up, there was rustling. Gensan had woken up to see if Inoha and Sora came back. Since they weren’t, this rustling could be them.

“Hm.. it's a bit strange of Sora to hide like this.” He thought, as he took a sip from his porridge bottle. “Sora! Are you hiding there? That’s irresponsible of you— that’s how you get bugs on you, and then you could get seriously sick!”

No response.

Gensan was getting frustrated. “Sago… no, I don’t want you to wake up yet.” He considered, before walking towards the bushes that caused rustling. “Sora! No, Inoha too! I’m disappointed in you guys—AH!”

Gensan was picked up off of his feet, and he couldn’t see anything. What’s going on? Is this one of Sora’s jokes? … Why does he feel so tired? Like, REALLY tired..

“… delicious…”

At this point, Sago woke up, and quickly deduced that Gensan was gone. He would’ve probably woken him up by now.

“Gensan, did Sora and Inoha bail—?” Sago asked, getting out of the tent, only to see a silver haired man taking whatever was left of the porridge. Pretty normal. So was Gensan being there, sleeping, on the back of— wait, no, that’s not normal.

Sago went up and politely tapped the man stealing their food. “Do you mind if I ask you why you’re taking the porridge?” He asked, maintaining a calm nature. “That belongs to us, and it’s not a lot.”

The silver-haired man ceased scooping the porridge, and turned to Sago. “There are many wild animals here. I spotted that you had a weapon. It should be no problem for you to wrangle one down.” He said, before giving up and just taking the whole pot.

“Then why are you taking the porridge if you’re so quick to suggest hunting?” Sago asked, trying to grab the pot back. “Furthermore, you’re abducting the Young Master Gensan— which is unnecessary if you’re hungry.”

He looked to the sleeping man on his back. “This.. boy.. is your Master?” He asked, to Sago’s nod. “Hm! So it appears. If he’s the master of you, then that must mean that he is quite powerful…but enough talk! I must take him— it will only be with him that I will be satisfied!”

Sago, without thinking, tried to attack the silver-haired man, but he was able to defend himself with a clear sword of sorts. Unarmed, Sago could only get by barely with his own arms, which ended up getting him hurt and weak.

“You’re quite persistent. Do you really want him so badly?” The silver man asked, looking down and the pained Sago. “I admire your efforts. However! It is him I want, him I need. I presume that with him, today will be…” He looks back to the sleeping Gensan. “… delicious!”

The man then began to run off, to Sago’s shock. “No! Get back here— my weapon, I need my weapon.” Sago frantically looked for his weapon, and by the time he found it, the man (and Gensan) were gone.

“.. now I’ve done it. I’ve allowed Gensan to be kidnapped. That cannot— he’s—“ Sago paced around the empty camp spot, wondering what to do.

“The first order of business is to get Sora and Inoha— but if I wait any longer, Gensan will..”

To be frank, Sago didn’t know what would happen to Gensan— Eaten? Killed? Worse? Is there even worse?

He packed up, and went on a search for the girls.

—

“Yahoo!! Isn’t it lucky we’ve found an oasis?” Sora asked, scooping the water with her hands. “Inoha! Do you have anything?”

Inoha had already dunked her head into the water, unable to hear Sora. She burbled back, before taking her head out. “Phew! A well needed refresher… hum, I don’t think I have anything? Sorry, Sora.”

But Sora had dunked her own head into the water, swallowing a gulp of oasis water. She pointed at her mouth, and then back where their camp should be. The oasis was beautiful indeed:

Tall palm trees surrounded the girls,

And grass decorated the bleak sand.

Of course, in the center, was a pool of clear water,

Of which caused the girls feel completely refreshed,

For they’ve not drank water of such nature in quite some time.

“You want to… use yourself? That’s… a bit gross, isn’t it Sora?” Inoha said, wanting to throw up.

Before the argument could continue further, Sago had gotten there. “Sora. Inoha. Important news. Gensan is—” He said, which caused Sora to spit out some water.

“What is he? Sick? Why don’t you have him with you! Don’t you get all fussy whenever we leave him in danger?” Sora sarcastically remarked, more water spilling from her talking.

Sago pushed Sora’s visor down. “Let me finish. Gensan has been abducted from our camp, and I was unable to stop the perpetrator.” He explained, looking off from the oasis. “I fear that if I go alone, I may not be able to save him.”

Inoha squeaked, stepping back and falling. “Ah!! You mean Master Gensan has been kidnapped? Why would anyone do such a thing?”

The three of them looked towards the cave structure. Seemed— ominous. “I suspect he was taken there. We must act quickly— every second we aren’t there, is a second in which Gensan could be harmed.”

And so continued their typical journey— but now, it was on a different path. A path that would (hopefully) reunite them with Gensan.

“Hey Inoha!” Sora said, waving unnecessarily. “What do you think Gecchan’s abductor is going to be like? Maybe a big scary demon! Or maybe a collective of monsters! Oooh! I'm getting excited just thinking!” She jumped up and down, to Inoha’s worry.

“I mean- uh— Sora, shouldn’t we be focusing on.. what was it again?” Inoha was having difficulties following the whole situation— it feels like it happened a bit too suddenly, all in the span of maybe a few minutes.

“Ladies, please stop your discussion.” Sago interrupts, separating the two of them to encourage them to shut up. “We must focus on pressing onwards, and we don’t have time for speculation.”

Sora, not one to listen, instead jumps and latches onto Sago. “You saw the guy right? What was he even? Was it a monster? Is he going to eat Gecchan?”

He nudged Sora off of him, which made her fall onto the sand. “It was dark when it happened. All I know is he mentioned something about… delicious?”

Inoha stopped moving, to tremble. “You don’t think— he won’t? Is Master Gensan going to be eaten?!” She cried, before beginning to move faster now. “Master Gensan!! Don’t be eaten!!!”

Sora runs, too. “Ehhh!! Inoha! Don’t leave us behind!!” She laughed, getting on her silly little cloud buddy to get extra speed.

This all had left Sago to be the slowest. Which was pretty normal, given how energetic Sora is and how nervous Inoha gets. Still, it felt… depressing, to walk without Gensan.

“Master Gensan!! Master Gensan!!” Inoha cried loudly, tears rolling down her face and into the wind. “Please don’t get eaten!”

Eventually, they arrived at the cave, but it took them almost the entire day (not helped by Inoha’s wailing and Sora being generally, well, Sora). But when they finally did get there, the entrance was blocked off.

The three of them looked amongst each other. Sora looked at Sago, as if waiting for him to give a command— which was something that she would’ve expected of Gensan. Sago, meanwhile, looked at Inoha, gesturing towards the rock blocking the entrance, wanting her to destroy it. Inoha got the message, but then tried to direct it to Sora, worried she would end up doing something wrong.

“For crying out loud! Just do it, Inoha! You’re the one with the beastly strength!” Sora growled, sounding somewhat genuinely angered.

Inoha squeaks, having not seen Sora get this upset. “What do you— Sora! I just— I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” She began to cry again. “I didn’t mean to get you so upset!”

“Well you did!” Sora continued to yell, moving in front of the boulder. “Just freaking do it! Behind this rock could be Gensan, and he could be getting gobbled up! And you being too cowardly to act could wind up with him dead!”

“She never really calls Gensan by his name..” Sago thought to himself. “… perhaps she’s taking this seriously.”

Embarrassment turned to anger, as Inoha gripped her weapon tighter. “Sora! Sora, I’m SORRY that I’m worried about hurting you!!” She apologized, her tears feeling hot against her face.

Sora stepped forward, screaming with all her might. “JUST DO IT ALREADY YOU BIG FREAKING BABY!!” Her voice wavered, sounding as if it took too much out of her to have such emotion.

Aggravated, Inoha slammed her weapon full force in Sora’s direction. Sora herself had slid out the way, so instead, the boulder was struck. Immediately, it crumbled into small rocks, revealing the oddly cold cave inside.

“Puff.. puff… Sora! I’m sorry! I don’t know what came over me—“ Inoha profusely apologized, before she noticed that Sora was, seemingly, back to her normal, giddy self.

Sago walked in after her, and went for a whisper. “Were the words you said words you meant?” He asked, worried for both Sora and Inoha. “That is.. do you think Inoha is ‘a big freaking baby’?”

Sora merely grinned. “Well! I might’ve fibbed a bit. A little.. misdirection, you may say?” She giggled, stretching her arms out. “It’s actually something that I’ve been thinking about using! You know, for good!”

“… if you say so.” Sago replied, motioning for Inoha to hurry up and catch up with them. As they walked, he thought about the ‘misdirection’, as Sora had put it. How much of it was true? He did think that Inoha was a bit cautious— but the thing about Gensan. Is she, too, worried?

Thoughts of Sora were irrelevant, for they had to push on.

The smell of burning filled the air. It did smell delicious… as the man had said. This caused everyone to be, reasonably, terrified of what they might find. A high shriek had mixed with the smell of food. A shriek that sounded oddly— and horrifyingly— like Gensan.

“Aah! Everyone heard that, right?!” Inoha gasped, holding her weapon closer to her. “That could— that couldn’t be — no, it has to be Master Gensan! Are we too late?!”

Sora laughs it off, though her laughs sound nervous. “You’re so worried! It’s a big cave! I’d imagine we would’ve heard more than just a scream! Like, maybe..” She thinks for a moment.

While she was thinking, the silver man walked over, to the eyes of the trio:

Is he wearing a cloak? It covers his figure,

But the white is tainted by red,

When he reveals his hand, it drips of the shade,

Staring dead ahead, he licks it off.

The silvery hair from earlier,

Matches his deep blue eyes.

And they sharpen, as if disgusted,

Or perhaps surprised.

“YOU’VE?? You— you.. you..” Sora stammered, unable to find the words. “What have you done to Gens— no, no! What are you!” She barks, her staff bursting out her bag and into her hands.

“It’s the man from last night. And you must be the rest of— what was his name.. Gensan’s disciples.” He spoke, now hiding his hand again. “I understand your anger, but I must have him remain here!”

Sora stepped forward, preparing to fight. “I don’t know what you’re saying, old man.” She frowned. “But you better hand over Geccha… you better hand over Gensan right now, or I’ll have to fight you!”

“Old.. man?” The man questioned. “I am Schezo! Remember that name well. I can’t let that boy leave! He is cooking as we speak!” He explained, which only made things worse.

“So you ARE eating him! You’ve invoked it, old man!” Sora yelled, spinning her staff to add flare. “It’s Puyo Puyo Time! Here I come!!”

Before she could leap into action, Sago grabbed her staff, causing her to lose all momentum. “AW! What gives?!” She whined.

Sago lets go of the staff. “Let’s not act hasty— I get the feeling that things aren’t right here. You should consider—“

But by that point, Sora had already re-challenged Schezo to a Puyo match— of which can be described in this little poem:

Magic carefully crafted for a frantic match,

One’s frustration is another’s joy.

Gleefully, the girl had stacked her puyo,

In a way that would fire off a great chain.

But the man would not back down.

Not for any reason but pride.

When the girl fired away,

He simply quickly countered,

Nuisance exchanged like sand in the wind.

By now, the smell had dissipated,

And replacing it was a song-like hum.

But Sora and Schezo were locked into battle,

Of which lives were at stake.

What made Puyo more high-stakes than duels?

The tension created by such colors?

If you want to find out the answer to that,

then perhaps you should try for yourself.

“Yahoo!! Here ya go! A full course’a nuisance, just for ya!!” Sora called out, practically smacking the Puyo with her staff into its spot. A perfectly timed shot that meant no chance to offset.

Which caused Schezo to crumble, and be buried under nuisance. “Impossible.. for a boy of your stature.” He muttered.

“Aa, well, I prefer being called something more impressive.” Sora complained, poking Schezo with her staff, before she put it away. “How about.. ‘Grandmaster Sora, who could fight the Gods!’ I like that name!”

Inoha slips by, and consequently, discovers where Gensan was. “Everyone! It’s- it’s Master Gensan! He’s—“

Sago and Sora ran over, leaving Schezo to recuperate. “What is it? Is he hurt?” Sago asked, uncharacteristically frantic.

When they arrived, they just saw Gensan, with a plate of spaghetti, topped in tomato sauce. He looked.. confused. “Sago. Sora. Are you two okay? You seem nervous.” He asked, cocking his head lightly.

Sora ran over, knocking the plate out of his hands. “Gecchan! Gecchan! You’re alright! You missed the greatest thing ever, I made a big chain!! Ahaha!” She swung him around, making him dizzy.

Sago looked to Schezo, who was walking over. “So, he was cooking, like you said. I apologize for Sora’s sake—“

“No need.” Schezo interrupts, sounding frustrated. “There have been worse experiences in my life.. I will have to keep tabs on this Sora girl, however.” He ponders aloud. “Her capabilities must have a magical source to stem from.. I must have her!”

“…” Sago made a disgusted face.

“Her power! Her strength! What do you take me for?” Schezo spat, not wanting to go through this again. “… well, since the Sora girl had destroyed my spaghetti, I will let you take back the Gensan boy.”

“Master Gensan, we should leave now. The man said so.” Inoha relays, trying to take his hand while Sora still spun him. “Uhm, Sora— could you.. let go?” She requested.

Sora complies, but still holds onto Gensan’s other arm. “Well excuse me for being excited! The desert’s been boring and this whole Gensan deal has been rather exciting!”

As the four left the cave,

the bright sun set on the desert.

With Gensan’s return, came a lecture.

“This is why you stay with us!” This, and

“It was unsafe of you!” That.

But everyone laughed joyfully.

With Inoha carrying their bags,

And Sago keeping an eye out,

They followed Gensan’s commands,

As they continued their journey west.

If you want to understand more stories, then look forward to the next installment.

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