Sharpie addict: Hey! Long time no see! *gets hit with a frying pan* ouch! Sorry! I haven't been able to update in a while because my main computer broke! TT-TT no internet! *sniff* it was so hard!

So, anyway, I fell in love with Shaman king and couldn't help but write about the Asakura twins! So, Hao and Yoh will be joining the commentating crew!

Hao: …

Yoh: Yay! Someplace to be where Anna won't find me!

Sharpie addict: T-T poor Yoh. Anna's just too awesome for him. Hao, will you do the disclaimer?

Hao: why?

Sharpie addict: So I can write the story!

Hao: You didn't even give us a script.

Envy: she never does.

Hao: -_-' joy. Well, Sharpie addict doesn't own me, the palm tree, my Otouto, Shrimp and tuna can, or Anna. Or, I think, Rose.

Sharpie addict: read on!

DOT!

Some say the world will end in fire

There was fire everywhere. A pair of listless, empty hazel eyes glanced at the carnage, then at the boy standing in the center of it all. The fire had destroyed her village. He was the cause. From the very beginning, he had been her undoing. An empty smile played on her lips as she withdrew a small knife. With a swift, almost casual movement, she pierced her heart. She coughed out a rattled laugh, blood pouring from her mouth like froth from a rabid dog.

Some say in ice.

"Looks like I do have a heart after all." She mumbled, grinning grimly at the tall figure before her. "Hao-sama, we will not meet again." and with that, she released her grip on her body, surrendering to the land no living one has ever seen.

The man frowned as he felt her spirit slide from her body, into they sky, and far from anyplace he'd be left to. He walked away, leaving the corpse to burn. He smirked. "don't be so sure, Rin."

From what I've tasted of desire, I hold with those who favor fire.

But if I had to perish twice, I also know enough of hate to say that for destruction ice is also great, and would suffice.
DOT
Hao

Under the shade of a large tree, Hao and Yoh sat peacefully. If one were to ask how exactly this had come about, neither one would have bothered to answer. The simple fact was that they were together. There was only one problem with this arrangement; Hao had to attend school.

So far, he'd managed to scare off every school in Japan. No one would accept him. Still, Yoh insisted that he had to go to school. Hao had put forth the fact that he was well over a thousand years old, and therefore didn't need school.

"Do you know algebra?" Yoh asked smartly. "What about grammar? Science? Any advanced understanding of those?" Hao shook his head and admitted defeat.

Now, they were in Rockford, Illinois, the most low-expecting school system they could find in America. They were enrolled for school at linelcon middle school, which started tomorrow. Hao was contemplating the uniform aloud to Yoh.

"At least they let us wear black and white. What an ugly color navy will be with those khaki pants!" He said. Yoh chuckled softly at his brother. Hao put a lot of thought into his attire, though Yoh never got why. Hao smirked.

"If you must know," he drawled, answering his brother's thoughts, "I happen to like it when people notice me and immediately determine me to be of higher class than them."

Yoh laughed. That sounded like something he would consider when getting dressed in the morning. Hao smirked but said nothing, only leaning into the tree a bit more. Eventually Anna came out and dragged them to bed, nagging Yoh all the way.

he next morning, Hao was awakened by the mosquito buzz of his new alarm clock. He growled at it, not quite remembering how to turn it off.

Meanwhile, Yoh had just finished breakfast when he heard a loud BOOM coming from Hao's new room. Yoh sighed and walked tiredly upstairs to see what he'd exploded this time. Yoh found his twin standing in the remains of what had been his alarm clock.

Hao looked at Yoh. "I forgot how to turn it off," he mumbled. Anna walked by just then. She glanced at the remains of the alarm clock, then at Hao. "You're paying for a new one." She said, turning to leave for her school, which was clear across town. Hao sighed and started looking for something to wear.

Yoh chucked and offered to make breakfast for his twin. Hao, however, was busy pulling on his white shirt and buttoning it in a way that would add just the right spice of "aboveness" to him. He turned to his brother. "What did you say?" He asked after he was satisfied with his clothes.

"I said do you want me to make you some scrambled eggs while you get ready," Yoh repeated patiently. His twin was always a bit slow in the mornings, and he wondered how any of his followers dealt with him in the day. Hao smirked at his brother's thoughts.

"They didn't," he replied casually. "Not even Opacho came near me after I first woke up. Now, though, I wonder why you even come near me at all, Yoh. You and Anna seem to be the only ones to have accepted me." Hao cast a sideways glance at his otouto. Yoh shrugged his shoulders.

"It can't be helped. Everything will work out somehow," Yoh said to his bother, turning to make breakfast. Hao smiled and grabbed his brush, beginning the long process of working out knots and tangles. He thanked the great spirit for his tough scalp.

Fifteen and a half minutes later, Hao and Yoh were waiting at the bus stop, Hao scarfing his eggs off of a napkin. Yoh frowned at the empty street. "The bus was supposed to be here by now," he mumbled.

"If it's the same bus driver as last year, we'll be here for a while," Hao and Yoh turned around to see two girls walking towards them, talking to each other. One had short, bob cut hair with bangs covering her left eye and the other had long straight hair that fell far below her waist. Both had brown hair and hazel eyes. They were about the height of Hao, or at least the short haired one was.

They both turned to look at the Asakura twins. The long haired one waved shyly and the short haired one chuckled. "First year here?" She asked. Yoh nodded. The long haired one smiled sympathetically.

The short haired one smirked. "I'm Anna, but my friends call me Rin. This is Rose. No, we're not twins, before you ask. Who are you?" She said, eyeing them cautiously. The other one, Rose, elbowed her in the arm.

"Hey, be nice!" She admonished. Rin laughed.

"Okay mom," she said sarcastically. Hao chuckled and bowed.

"I'm Asakura Hao, and this is my twin brother, Asakura Yoh." Rin laughed.

"You two must be the students that moved from Japan. Nice to meet you both." She made no move to welcome them, though, which caught Hao as odd. Didn't people here shake hands?

He silently listened to their thoughts with his Reishi for the rest of the wait, though, because he found them just a bit suspicious. Or maybe he was paranoid. He found the former as more appealing.

Rose was easily dismissed from his 'Threat' list, as her heart was pure in the sense that something was holding it out of despair. He felt the barest hint of jealousy hit him as he retracted himself from her. She had a very good, caring person looking after her soul.

He moved his Reishi to Rin, and ripped it away almost instantly as a wall of pain smacked into him. He narrowed his eyes at her. No eighth grade teenage girl should feel this much pain.

Hao subtly got Yoh's attention. Yoh turned to his Aniki and raised his eyebrows. "Yoh, I don't..." he trailed off as the bus came rolling over the hill and he was hit with the raw emotions of several teenagers. He gasped softly, eyes wide, at the unexpected and unwelcome blast of emotion.

Rose snickered, misreading his expression. "What, never seen a bus before?" Hao quickly smoothed his facial features over and boarded the bus after the long haired girl. Rose grabbed Yoh and Hao by the hand and led them to the seats in the very back, which had the feeling of a hiding spot because of the proximity to the engine.

Rose seemed to realize that she'd grabbed the twins by their hands, because she let go suddenly and a blush flashed across her cheeks. Hao felt her embarrassment course through him once before dying down in light of the other emotions flooding the bus.

Hao found himself sitting next to Rin in the last seat to the right. At first he readied himself from the onslaught of pain sure to be caused by her, but he eventually relaxed when he realized he felt nothing from her. He frowned. He didn't feel anything. It was as if she had shut down emotionally.

He glanced at her to see what had immersed her heart so much only to find that she was listening to music. He frowned. Not even Yoh could turn his emotions off so completely when zoning out to music.

Just who was this girl?