Jeanne Chase is an ordinary girl with ordinary needs. But will her life change when she loves a multimillionaire's kid? And knows that he loves her too? Find out . . In this story, Jeanne and Zeke is in the Philippines and do NOT have shamanic powers or anything . . . But the characters are still there!


Hey , all! This is my very first fiction and I hope you like it. I'm new to this so I would like to ask you for advice? hehehe . . If that's okay with you, that is. Thank you! If there are any misspelled words, mistakes, or the sort, please tell me. I also changed their last names . . . And Jeanne is a little bit not jeanne-ish anymore . . . hehehe . . . Just read it . . please . . .


Disclaimer - I do not own shaman king . . . Is that enough?


Young Love - Chapter 1- The Meeting


Now a 7th grader, Jeanne,quickly skidded through a crowd of unknown faces. She knew she was late and the Flag ceremony has already started. She doesn't want to be late on her first day.

After the ceremony was done, the principal announced that the freshman's rooms were. Jeanne, new to the place, couldn't find the place. Dammit, this is why I hate being new to a place. You don't know anything about it,she thought.

She asked a few students and they pointed the direction.

She followed them and, while checking her watch, she bumped into someone, dropping both of their things.

A boy with chestnut-colored hair that matched his eyes and wearing a red plaid shirt under a black jacket with red designs, looked at her, sighed,and bent down to pick the things up.

"Hey," he said. There was coldness in his voice like it could freeze you. "Watch where your going next time."

"Sorry," she muttered and helped him but he just gave her a smirk.

After picking the stuff up, he left her there, staring after him, puzzled.

What the heck? Oh, never mind that. I've got to find my room, she thought.

At last, after what seemed like hours of pushing through the crowds, reading each list, and reaching the 8th grader's rooms, she finally found hers. It was actually the one she passed more than ten times going back and forth for finding her name.

The other kids made a line so Jeanne followed. As they entered and found their seats, she decided she could use someone to talk to. She introduced herself to the girl with black hair and eyes in her right, Maia. They became friends instantly because they have the same interests and hobbies.
She looked around and spotted a familiar face sitting at chair in the middle row, the one that was next to the left wall.

It was the guy she bumped into!

"Hey Maia, do you know who that is?" Jeanne said as she pointed at the boy.

"I heard he's Zeke Wayne. Mr. Wayne's son. You know, the famous business man? He's like super rich."

"Oh, okay." she muttered as she remembered his cold tone as he told her to watch where she was going.

The teacher arrived and made them introduce themselves in front. Jeanne remembered some names of those persons who she heard that shared the same interest as hers.

"Hi. I'm Jeanne Chase, 13 years old. My hobbies are reading and writing. I'm really interested in Mythologies especially Greek and I can say that I'm a complete anime addict. I hope we can all get along somehow. That's all, thank you for listening." Jeanne said and smiled.

Ania Masangkay is an anime lover and loves drawing. Even though Jeanne couldn't draw decently, she loves anime and so, made Ania her friend.

Mari Amio likes Mythologies as well as Jeanne.

"Hello, I'm Zeke Wayne, 14, hobbies . . . reading. Interests, um, . . . books, probably." Zeke said, sighed, sat down, and stared through the window like he would be somewhere else than here.

"So you're Mr. Wayne's son, huh?" a boy from the back said. Black hair, and dark brown eyes like it was planning the best way to beat you to a pulp. He was a buff kid.

Son of Ares? Jeanne thought.
She got so addicted so much in Greek Mythology, she thinks some kids are demigods and keep guessing their godly parent.

"So?", she heard Zeke say, cold as ever.

"I don't expect a son of a multimillionaire to be found in a school like this. What? Is that why you're so rich you don't want to spend a dime for extravagance?" , the buff kid gave Zeke a smirk.

"I don't think that's any of your business." Zeke's eyes narrowed.

"Or is it that you got low IQ, and didn't pass the test? "

"Listen here, I don't think you're one to talk, Mr. Sudario. Isn't your dad a business man too? Now, why are you here? I'm not in any other prestigious schools because I chose to be here. And don't think that my family is cheap. Your dad, another business man, is rich too am I correct? So, why are you not wearing branded clothes? Just fake Rolexes? Too cheap to buy branded ones? I suggest you keep your air-hole shut. And we wont have a problem. Low IQ you say? How about a test? If you become rank 1 or a rank higher than I, I'll accept that I have low IQ, but if i win, you transfer."

"A-a test?", Jeanne caught a glimpse of fear in his voice.

"What? Afraid that you can't beat me? Or is it because you ran out of money to pay the teachers to make you pass a test, just like you did on the Entrance Exam?"

"Fine! I'll do it. But whoever loses will transfer."

"Of course. Now, we shall sign the contract tomorrow." Zeke gave the buff kid a smirk and sat down once more.

The rest of the day was fun. Jeanne met new friends and got a copy of their schedule.

Late in the evening, before sleeping, Jeanne thought about Zeke.

He's such an arrogant one. A reckless guy too. How can he challenge someone without even knowing what ability they posses? Oh well, he did know some things about that Kan-kid. Good luck to him. . I wonder if he even remember that we bumped into each other . . . Oh well, good night . . . .

After praying and several minutes more, Jeanne fell asleep. Not knowing that the other one was thinking about her too.


Ok . . .hehehe . . please review. . .

Thanks again for reading . . . 2nd chapter will be out soon, I think. . . I'm apologizing in advance if it won't be soon. . . But I promise a second chapter and a third . . . If your thinking, where's Yoh? What happened to the others? Just stay tuned. . I promise explanations along the story . . .