"Hey, that's mine!" Ren jumped up from the dinner table in a rage, glaring at Yoh.
"Ashakura, tell your stupid spirit to lay off the last slice of pizza." Amidamaru had the pepperoni and sausage slice halfway to his mouth when a foreign hand snatched it out of his own. The silver-haired spirit looked up in half shock, half rage. Yoh, Amidamaru's spirit partner paid no attention to the squabbling two. He was too busy stuffing his face with a greasy pepperoni and pineapple slice.
"What the hell! That's my last piece. Give it here!" Amidamaru lunged at the purple haired man who had already taken a bite of the pepperoni goodness. The two argued back and fourth about the already half eaten pizza.
"That was my last slice, I called it! Besides, I distinctly remember saying that if anyone touched the last slice, they were gonna die, a direct threat!" Ren shouted, he took one step closer to the larger spirit.
"So what? You were too slow, ya snooze ya lose…" Amidamaru said calmly, advancing toward the smaller human.
Ren noticed Amidamaru's advancement and matched it again with one of his own. "Are you challenging me you little cold ball of…of goo!"
The nice built spirit was flabbergasted. "Don't make fun of my second form! And besides, I'm not that little ball of goo right now am I?"
Both men, well, one man, one spirit, were nose and nose. Neither of them would back down. Gritting their teeth. The two hissed out more and more threats until Yoh calmly got up from his seat, put down his fifth, half eaten pizza slice and approached Amidamaru from behind. His eyes half opened, a glass of grape juice in one hand, Yoh spoke.
"C'mon guys, we're supposed to be having a celebration, not squabbling over the last slice of pizza…hic…" Yoh waited for someone to reply. No answer. Neither of the two had heard the young Shaman King. They were too busy to listen because of the intense staring contest that neither seems to be winning.
"Amitamaru just give it up man…hic" Yoh's drunken words of persuasion weren't doing any good. Yoh was growing impatient. "Would someone listen to me!!!?" Yoh's empty hand shot out into the back of his spirit partner's hand in the shape of a fist.
"Opps…" Yoh's words were followed by a muffled sound. The young Shaman King came up from behind his spirit partner to look at the chaos he had caused. At the scene of the crime, Yoh found two connecting pairs of lips attached to blushing faces. Almost immediately, the two men pulled apart, coughing and hacking.
"Poisoned! My mouth is poisoned! Cough, cough!" Ren was hacking up a storm as he dropped to his knees. "You are so dead Amidamaru!"
"Cough, cough…hack, my mouth is ruined! What are you talking about Ren?! Yoh was the one who pushed me into you. It's not my fault, kill Yoh!"
"Uhh…haha…see…the funny thing is guys that…umm– "Yoh darted from the still hacking two, taking his pizza with him.
Laying back, Ren's Shaman spirit, Bason starred at all the drama as he nibbled on the last half-eaten slice if pepperoni and sausage pizza.
