Disclaimer: I do not own Shaman King.

A/N: Something that I owed someone a while back, and I had left it half-finished; a fic with a bit of Yoh X Jeanne stuff. Hope it's alright. It'll be two chapters.

Yoh and Anna sat in total silence as they ate their dinner together. Yoh picked up a single piece of rice with his chopsticks, examined it for a moment, and then ate it. It tasted so bland. He was about to say something to Anna, but decided better not to. He wasn't even sure what he could say, either. The blonde-haired girl had used the last of the soy sauce on her rice and meat; it was the only container left in the whole house. If one looked at it on the surface, one could say that it was just an accident. However, Yoh knew that she had done it on purpose. It was all for the sake of torturing him, regardless of whether it was chasing him with a spiked whip or using up all the soy sauce. She was so easy to read, despite the lack of emotion in her expressions.

She was pissed about something. Really, really pissed. Like, super pissed.

'But why? Why is she so upset? What did I do? Was it even me? What is it, Anna?' Yoh wondered. Sweat trickled down the back of his neck. He was afraid for the moment she would open her mouth, and finally reveal just what it was that had her so upset. Usually, they were happy together, and Yoh liked Anna when she was happy. When she was upset, it was like having to go through Hell all over again. Yoh couldn't relax when he knew that his wife was upset about something. A single slap of hers alone was even stronger than the combined power of his best Oversoul techniques. Their years of travel had not only strengthened their bond as a couple, but her right hand as well. They could battle on even grounds now.

"Yoh."

That one word from her lips, his own name, pierced into Yoh Asakura like a knife. He nearly toppled backwards in utter shock. He didn't know what to expect next, but he knew he had to answer her. It was the moment of truth.

"Y-Yes?"

"I know that you are probably aware that I am upset, right?"

"Yeah...I did..." Yoh mumbled.

"Do you want to know why?"

Yoh was finally growing more comfortable now, even if he was in a dire situation. "Yeah. I do."

"It's because...of her."

Anna angrily jabbed both of her chopsticks to her right, in the direction of a thin, robed figure sitting on the other side of the room. It was Jeanne, the former Iron Maiden, the ex-X-Law, and Tao Ren's wife. Yoh blinked; he had forgotten about her for a moment, actually. The gorgeous silver-haired woman had not been allowed to eat at the table with them, per Anna's orders. Since it was Anna's household, and Jeanne was grateful enough that they even let her stay in the first place, she accepted having to eat alone without question.

Now that he was aware of the pointless reason for why Anna was mad, Yoh was beginning to get a little frustrated himself.

"What's wrong with Jeanne? She's not doing anything," Yoh replied.

"I don't like her being here."

"What?"

"I don't like having another woman in the house, especially someone as pretty-looking as her. A woman, by the way, that YOU let in, while I was just willing to follow along at first. Just what do you think you're doing?"

Jeanne flinched. Yoh jumped up onto his feet, clearly upset by the accusations that his wife was implying. His previous fears of inciting Anna's wrath had been replaced with these new feelings of indignation. He and Anna had their fights sometimes, and although they normally got together so well, it was every so often that they ran into complications like this.

"What about Tamao? She's a woman too, and she practically lives here with us!" Yoh exclaimed.

Anna's eyes narrowed. "I trust Tamao. I know she wouldn't try and do anything with you; she's a loyal woman, and she understands her place in the world quite well. This woman...she isn't someone I can trust. Don't you remember what happened at the Shaman Fight? Sure, she was a big help when it came to fighting the Patch, but never forget that she was at the head of that group of justice-obsessed maniacs, murdered more than a few people, and she even tried to take away your chance at becoming Shaman King! Plus, there's still no excuse for why she chose to come to us first instead of any of her other friends. I don't like her being here at all!"

"Anna!"

Suddenly, there was a loud clang, and Yoh and Anna turned their attention over to Jeanne herself. Jeanne's bowl had fallen to the floor, spilling its contents out all over. It had been an accident. The young woman seemed frozen to the spot. She let out a tiny sniffle. There were tears forming on the edges of her scarlet eyes. In the awkward stillness of the moment, she slowly bent down, scooped up the spoiled food into the tiny bowl, and began walking towards the door.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry...I didn't mean to intrude or anything. Thank you very much for the food," she said in a single burst of breath. She shut the screen-door behind her and disappeared down the hallway.

Yoh swerved his head back to Anna. "Look what happened! She's pretty sensitive, you know!"

"She's a grown woman; she should be able to deal with stuff like that,"

Yoh shook his head, sighing. "I'm going to go and check up on her..." he said.

"Fine. If that's what you really want to do. I'm going to send a ghost to keep an eye on you two, though,"

"Okay, fine! You can do that if you really don't trust me!" Yoh replied with a hint of disapproval.

"Like I told you, Yoh, it's not you I don't trust. It's her." Anna replied as coldly as ever. She returned to her eating with nothing else to say. Yoh didn't know what else he could say to her either; she was deeply set in her ways, as she'd always been. There were times where he could easily brush off her coldness, but he really didn't like the way she treated their friends sometimes.

'I guess I'll go and see if Jeanne is alright, then...'