Sweet Fantasy - Re-write
By: Mi-Chan aka TehWhiteMage#
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the story or characters of Shaman King. I merely write this story for the sheer enjoyment of writing and satisfying my dirty old mind.
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Let's just say that the events in this story would occur after the end of the anime, as I know that it's an impossibility to fit any of this into the SK Kang Zeng Bang manga. So despite all the juicy things that happen in Vol. 27, I'm going to ignore most of them, save for… a handful of things. Like the events of Osorezon Revoir. While it's lightly foreshadowed in the anime, Anna and Hao's Reishi (telepathic) abilities are completely explained in the manga.
#With my absence and lack of posting, I lost the 'exclusive' right to my Penname and a terrible number 4 was added after it (Mi-Chan4, Echk!). In response, I have changed my name to my typical pseudonym of MMORPGs, forums and online games: TehWhiteMage.
Ever since they had arrived back in Tokyo, Anna had trouble sleeping.
In the few weeks that they had been back from Patch, Yoh noticed the increased agitation of his fiancé as the days progressed; dark bags forming under her eyes causing him to overcome his usual fear of the Itako and inquire as to what was wrong despite her immediate snappy defense of "nothing."
Last Night
"Do I have to repeat myself? I said that I was fine." Gritting his teeth at the monotone response, Yoh leaned forward and slammed his hands on the table.
"Then why are you so exhausted? Why can't you sleep at night?"
Staring straight into the rice bowl and merely eating the white grains as her betrothed graced her with one of the few moments where he was truly serious, the Itako made the same monotone reply.
"I'm fine, Yoh. Don't think anything of it."
She felt the emotions that swirled through him at the moment: frustration, anger, confusion, concern, and most of all, sadness. He truly cared for her, she knew that. But because she truly cared for him, she could not tell him what kept her up at night. That he was there, pestering her in her dreams.
"Anna… You're worrying me. You don't even watch your shows anymore!" You don't even boss me around or make sure I'm training.
She couldn't help but smile slightly at his thoughts. After what happened, she didn't think she had to anymore. Through his hard work, he had gained a level of dedication to their arts that she had thought impossible when she first arrived here in Tokyo.
"I record them." It was a lie, but it was at least a change in the past week's dialogue.
Before Yoh could open his mouth to say more, Anna stood up and met eyes with him for the first time that day.
"I'm going to bed. Make sure you clean up here." She said in reference to the dishes as she padded her way upstairs into her room.
Slipping out of her dress and into her sleeping yukata, the blonde Itako slid under the covers of her futon and stared at the ceiling. She was so tired… And despite the restless sleep she knew she would receive, some sleep was better then no sleep.
Holding tight to the memory of the concerned look on Yoh's face, Anna fell asleep as soon as she fluttered her black eyes closed, oblivious of the pair of concerned brown eyes that peeked through her door.
"Anna…"
"Didn't you say that you were going to be the Shaman King's wife?"
The mocking voice filled her mind as the Itako glared at the darkness through her blonde bangs. His persistence was grating on her nerves.
"I can give you an easy life."
Narrowing her eyes at the darkness and searching for the thoughts of her betrothed's twin, Anna scoffed at his words.
"I am already betrothed to the only man suitable to become Shaman King in this era. Stop wasting my time and come out!"
"As you wish."
Stiffening as she suddenly felt someone behind her, Anna raised her right hand and twisted, preparing to slap the Shaman that kept disturbing her in her dreams.
"Oh? It seems that even the great Itako repeats her own mistakes."
Gritting her teeth as a gloved hand grabbed her outstretched wrist, Anna glared straight into the brown depths of Asakura Hao's eyes. Returning her glare with a small smile, the long haired man appeared completely un-phased from her deadly glare. She didn't even need to look into his heart to know that he was enjoying every minute of her irritation.
She was going to smack that smile off his snide face.
"You've forgotten again-"
Her left hand shot out with deadly accuracy towards his smiling, carefree features with double the strength she had with her right. Even he had fallen victim to its power – the legendary left hand strike has never been stopped before…!
"-that I still have my left!"
The smack echoed through the darkness, noise resounding through the nothingness of the Itako's mind. Her eyes widened as her palm was captured by Hao's left, the Shaman smirking from behind his crossed arms as he intertwined his fingers with hers in her moment of surprise. The action shocked her into breaking her death glare; replacing it with a mix of surprise and disgust as she felt the strength of his grip. The murderer's hands felt warm through his gloves.
"You misunderstand." He chuckled, smiling the same smile that his carefree twin so often wore, brown eyes hidden in his glee.
Stepping closer to her and wrenching her hands between them at her waist, Hao chuckled at the look of hate the Itako was giving him.
"I learn my lessons, betrothed of Asakura."
Fighting against his grip and taking a half step backwards, Anna struggled to free her fingers from between his and take hold of the rosary on her left wrist. Growling as her irritation turned to anger and began to boil over, the blonde woman fought against her assailant's gloved grip as she snapped at him sharply.
"What exactly are you trying to do? Does the Great Spirit only allow you to exist in the dreams of women that hate you as a result of being defeated by Yoh?"
Her remark caused him to laugh loudly, his chest rumbling inches from her face as he tightened the grip around her captured hands.
"I love your expression when you're angry, Anna. Yoh is a fool to run away from you when you grace him with such a face. As for the Great Spirit…" The tone of his words dropped as he trailed off and the Itako stared up into half lidded eyes as he captured both her wrists in his left hand.
"... It's will is now my will."
Wrenching her hands above her head and closing the distance between them, Hao traced his right index finger along her pale jaw line and rested it underneath her chin; raising her face up and forcing her defiant glare to meet his eyes.
Liar. If he was truly Shaman King, a message would have appeared on the Oracle Bell by now.
"You don't believe me?" He laughed again as she felt a tinge of uneasiness in her heart.
Did he…?
"You are a Reishi, Anna. Go a head and look at the truth inside me."
Furrowing her brows slightly, Anna gasped as she suddenly felt a river of thoughts and emotions flow into her. Matamune was wrong..? Or was he now capable of controlling his abilities in this life?
Sifting through the rush of thoughts, the Itako cried out as she found the memory he was holding in his mind. Hao was only waiting…
"Yes. You know I'm right." He said with a smile that sickened her stomach. Unable to stop herself, Anna widened her eyes as his next thought registered in her mind.
"Disgusti-"
Her insult was cut off as his lips crushed against hers, left hand increasing the painful grip on her wrists.
"You know, even by blood right I am the one you should be betrothed to." He said as he broke the painful kiss, tracing the line of her face with his tongue.
"You are a woman who is worthy to be the betrothed of an Asakura. And Yoh isn't the only eligible bachelor that this family has."
Jerking her arms downward towards her back as he suckled her throat, Hao smiled against the pale skin of her neck as he forced her to bend her elbows, pressing her towards him from behind her neck and enjoying her surprised cry as her lithe form was crushed against his frame.
Turning her face away from him and squeezing her eyes shut as he ravaged her neck, Anna bit her lip hard. Hard enough to draw blood.
Wake up. Someone wake me up from this nightmare!
"Oh?" Raising his head from the crook of her neck and staring down at her pale face, Hao smiled as he took her face between the index and thumb of his right hand.
"You'll learn soon that this isn't a nightmare, Anna." He whispered, the throaty rumble of his words sending a shiver down her spine.
"It's one of the sweetest fantasies that you'll ever have."
Authors Notes:
Alright. It's been 6 long years since I started to write this story and I would like to apologize whole heartedly to those who read this story and have waited for me to update. While some of you may remember the original Sweet Fantasy Ch.1, I'm planning on continuing that story arc separately. When the idea came to me, it was never going to be longer then 3 chapters that were essentially all PWP with the only thing connecting them together being the fantasies the characters had of... Certain
situations :P
As this story was originally published before FF.N instigated their non-explicit mature writing policy, I do not want to have my dusty old account revoked from me, especially not after I have so recently breathed new life into it.
Therefore, I am going to release two versions of this story. The first will be posted here, filled with the continuation of the same uh, 'exciting' yet moderately tame story. The second 'true' version will be posted somewhere that won't hate me for writing down the contents of my dirty mind ^_-
If anyone knows of a place with a decent Shaman King Fan Fic archive that can deal with the 'true' version of this story, please either PM me here or e-mail me at .
I hope this retake on the story will satisfy those readers whom have waited for so many years. Thank you for your patience.
Also: I am still seeking a Beta Reader! Please PM me if you are interested.