*click*

Hello, this is Cho Hakkai. I seem to be unavailable at the moment, so please leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can. Thank you.

*beeeeep*

[[ooc: voicemail post go! can be for IC or OOC comments, just specify which.]]

Ever thought that that nice guy you met in the street was a little too nice? That there's got to be some sort of catch? Well, in Hakkai's case, that's probably because there is. There's a lot more to Mr. Smiles here than meets the eye.

This is only one in what is likely to be a series of essays on the general series and probably on Hakkai himself, because Saiyuki is way too easy to essay about. In this particular essay, I'll be talking about the nature of Hakkai's full youkai form and what to expect from him in regards to a fight.

( The sad part is that I CAN essay about this )

SO THERE YOU HAVE IT. That's all I have to say on the subject for the moment. There are at least three things in here that I didn't address fully because they would need an entire essay of their own, so... if there's something in there that needs clarification, please point that out to me, because it likely makes sense only in my head. XD

And by the way? This essay, when put in Times New Roman, 12-point font, double-spaced, indented paragraph format, is almost 9 pages. I wrote a nine-page essay on one of the more minor parts of my character's psyche. OTL

( Dream viewable to everyone; cut due to rather violent nature )

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[wakes up, breathing hard]

...again...

[[Privacy: Open. Poor Hakkai doesn't know that everyone can see this.]]

"N-no-- Somebody he--" Choking sounds.

He glances down coldly as he lets the youkai corpse drop to the floor, its blood pooling with the many other corpses' blood on the ground. Blood is spattered on his clothing, his face.

Static. "Look, Kanan. You always said you liked my hands."

He leans against the wall, looking up at his blood-covered hands. Smiling. "But now... I went and bathed them in red."

More static. A woman behind bars; he reaches out to her.

"I'm so sorry, Kanan! For everything! L-let's go home, okay? I promise I'll protect you."

"...It's too late. All right?"

More static. "Unless the legend happens to be true. That a human who bathes in the blood of a thousand youkai can become a youkai himself."

Blood splatters down upon his back. "I may just be the thousandth youkai... Sir Youkai Killer."

Static again. The woman looks up at him and smiles, tears running down her face.

"Goodbye, Gonou." And then she stabs his knife into her stomach.

Someone kill me.

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He jerks awake, breathing heavily. Then he leans back and sighs heavily.

When will he be able to stop dreaming about it?

[Character Name] Cho Hakkai
[Canon] Saiyuki

( More under the cut )