Disclaimer: Shaman King belongs to Hiroyuki Takei/Shueisha/Tokyo TV. Not me!!
4Kids guy: *ahem*
GS: *freaking out* NO!!! I refuse to admit that you own a part of my beloved SK!!
4Kids guy: Actually we do. Get over it.
GS: DIE!!!! *jumps on 4Kids guy and starts beating the crap outta him*
4Kids guy: OW!!! Stop!! Your claws are quite painful you know!
Author's Notes: Well, this is Manta filling in for GS...since she's kinda busy defending my honor... God!! Do you people have any IDEA what it's like to find out your name's been changed by a bunch of stupid editors and translators?! Mortimer is the name Walt Disney ALMOST gave Mickey Mouse!! This is an OUTRAGE!!! I get enough short jokes in Japan!!
~***~
A Dream Come True?
Chapter One
~***~
If you had told me before this summer that I would be spending my vacation in the body of a male anime character fighting big greasy monsters and a vicious hell spawn under the name of Anna, I would have said you were nuttier than a Christmas fruit basket.
Well...that was before it actually happened.
I'm sure you know me as the Guardress of the Stars. An insane fanfic author with a ghost obsession (and psycho-twin-brother-of-the-main-character obsession), not to mention other obsessions in various other anime. But I never thought I'd actually be trapped in something extremely reminiscent of one of my own stories...
Anyway, it all started when I invited some of my drama friends over to admire my new truck. It's not really new- -it's my uncle's old gray Chevy. With a sticker in the back window of Calvin peeing on the Ford logo...hopefully it comes off with Goo-Be-Gone and a nice sharp razor blade.
So I was talking to my buddies and at one point Ashley E. noted the resemblance of my bragging to Gollum's obsession. Being my usual self I went up to the truck and jumped on it like Gollum would. "It's miiiiiiiiiiine," I hissed through a fit of giggles. "My owwwwwwn... My preeeeeeeeeecious..."
Everybody started cracking up.
I started to get off the top of my truck. (I'd been sitting up there caressing it like Gollum used to do to the ring.) Then my friend Mick S. just had to open his mouth.
"Never mind that you don't have a driver's license. Or a job so you can pay the insurance."
I sat up on the roof again and this time gave off a perfect impression of Hao. "Oh. I'll get my license. And a job."
Ross D. blinked at me. "You get extremely scary when you do that."
"She's just obsessed," Anita M. laughed. "She wishes she had hair as long as Hao's."
I started laughing too. What fan girl in their right mind wouldn't? Sure, Hao's hair is at a length most girls could only dream of, but it also made for a new brand of Anita's sexual-oriented jokes. We won't even get into what she thinks of Dragonball Z.
"I just admire the guy for pulling off a happy face after getting smacked," I replied. "Not everybody in the series can put up with Anna's crap. And Anita...shut up."
Anna also has a habit of speculating about what Anna actually does to Yoh when they're alone.
"And exactly HOW old is Hao?" asked Mick. He's new to Shaman King, poor guy. The rest of us have to educate him...including how to read Shonen Jump magazine the right way.
I sighed. "Yoh's about fourteen when Hao first shows up, right?"
He nodded.
"And Hao and Yoh are twins..."
Mick made a gag face. "You're obsessing over a kid three years younger than you?!"
"Hey, there's a guy in my youth group FOUR years younger than me. He's not interested in dating right now, though."
"Love knows no race, species or logic," Ashley quoted from the overextended Lessons of Anime list.
I grinned at Mick Hao-style. "See?"
Mick gave me a Ren-style glare.
It's a game we play. We all took the Shaman King self-test and we always act like the characters we got. I'm Yoh most of the time, but I switch to Hao-mode more often. Ross is Horo, Mick is Ren, Anita is Ryu (big surprise), and Ashley is (gulp) Lyserg.
"Anyway, get down off that thing," Ashley said. "You're gonna break your neck!"
I hunkered down like Gollum again. "It thinks us is going to break our neckses, it does my precious."
"Never mind."
I began laughing. Then... "Hey! Where'd Mick go?"
We all looked around for a while. Mick was gone! He always slinks around like that, the little worm. Then he likes to pop up out of nowhere--
"BOO!!!"
--just like that.
Except that when he did that, it spooked me so much I jumped at least two feet. As I came back down I lost my balance, went sliding down the windshield, across the hood and fell on the ground. Head first.
I heard voices though my vision was fuzzy and my head felt like it was cracked open. Then I couldn't see anything at all. Finally everything went silent and I slipped into unconsciousness...
~***~
I woke up in pretty much the same way I was conked out. First I became aware of the incredible splitting feeling in my head. Then I started to get my hearing back, though it was a little muffled. Someone was yelling at me. Probably my grandmother, telling me what an idiot I was to sit on my truck like that.
I opened my eyes a little bit. Just graytone, and fuzzy. Slowly I reached my hand up to my face. Where were my glasses? I can't see much of anything that's far away without them.
My hearing cleared up a little more. Somebody was trying to yell and was crying at the same time. "Get up! Please get up!!"
It didn't sound like anyone I knew. Maybe everyone else left to get help. From the sound of the voice it was probably one of my female cousins told to make sure I didn't stop breathing.
"I'm fine, I'm fine. Stop yelling already."
My eyes flew all the way open. That wasn't my voice! I wasn't even speaking in English! 'I bump my head and suddenly I'm fluent in Japanese? Maybe I really should stop reading manga and watching anime for a while...'
Suddenly a pair of tiny arms looped around my waist and squeezed so tight I couldn't breathe. "Lord Hao! Lord Hao! Opacho is glad you're okay!!"
"Get off me!" I choked out. "I'm NOT Hao!"
A very familiar face popped into view. Opacho looked about as confused as I probably did. "Did Lord Hao hit his head to hard?"
I blinked and sat up. "Look, I don't really know exactly where I am or--"
I looked down. There was a big rock right where my head had been. The grass and rock were both sopping wet. Just beyond the rock was a small stream. Heart pounding, I edged toward it a little on my hands and knees. When I saw my reflection I froze.
Long dark brown hair with just the faintest tint of red. Dark eyes widened in more than a little surprise. Golden cloak fastened around the neck. I reached my hand up and touched that cloak. The reflection did the same.
It was Hao's face staring back at me! My jaw dropped. The reflection's mouth did the same. And when I rolled over and fainted, I'm pretty sure the reflection did, too.
4Kids guy: *ahem*
GS: *freaking out* NO!!! I refuse to admit that you own a part of my beloved SK!!
4Kids guy: Actually we do. Get over it.
GS: DIE!!!! *jumps on 4Kids guy and starts beating the crap outta him*
4Kids guy: OW!!! Stop!! Your claws are quite painful you know!
Author's Notes: Well, this is Manta filling in for GS...since she's kinda busy defending my honor... God!! Do you people have any IDEA what it's like to find out your name's been changed by a bunch of stupid editors and translators?! Mortimer is the name Walt Disney ALMOST gave Mickey Mouse!! This is an OUTRAGE!!! I get enough short jokes in Japan!!
~***~
A Dream Come True?
Chapter One
~***~
If you had told me before this summer that I would be spending my vacation in the body of a male anime character fighting big greasy monsters and a vicious hell spawn under the name of Anna, I would have said you were nuttier than a Christmas fruit basket.
Well...that was before it actually happened.
I'm sure you know me as the Guardress of the Stars. An insane fanfic author with a ghost obsession (and psycho-twin-brother-of-the-main-character obsession), not to mention other obsessions in various other anime. But I never thought I'd actually be trapped in something extremely reminiscent of one of my own stories...
Anyway, it all started when I invited some of my drama friends over to admire my new truck. It's not really new- -it's my uncle's old gray Chevy. With a sticker in the back window of Calvin peeing on the Ford logo...hopefully it comes off with Goo-Be-Gone and a nice sharp razor blade.
So I was talking to my buddies and at one point Ashley E. noted the resemblance of my bragging to Gollum's obsession. Being my usual self I went up to the truck and jumped on it like Gollum would. "It's miiiiiiiiiiine," I hissed through a fit of giggles. "My owwwwwwn... My preeeeeeeeeecious..."
Everybody started cracking up.
I started to get off the top of my truck. (I'd been sitting up there caressing it like Gollum used to do to the ring.) Then my friend Mick S. just had to open his mouth.
"Never mind that you don't have a driver's license. Or a job so you can pay the insurance."
I sat up on the roof again and this time gave off a perfect impression of Hao. "Oh. I'll get my license. And a job."
Ross D. blinked at me. "You get extremely scary when you do that."
"She's just obsessed," Anita M. laughed. "She wishes she had hair as long as Hao's."
I started laughing too. What fan girl in their right mind wouldn't? Sure, Hao's hair is at a length most girls could only dream of, but it also made for a new brand of Anita's sexual-oriented jokes. We won't even get into what she thinks of Dragonball Z.
"I just admire the guy for pulling off a happy face after getting smacked," I replied. "Not everybody in the series can put up with Anna's crap. And Anita...shut up."
Anna also has a habit of speculating about what Anna actually does to Yoh when they're alone.
"And exactly HOW old is Hao?" asked Mick. He's new to Shaman King, poor guy. The rest of us have to educate him...including how to read Shonen Jump magazine the right way.
I sighed. "Yoh's about fourteen when Hao first shows up, right?"
He nodded.
"And Hao and Yoh are twins..."
Mick made a gag face. "You're obsessing over a kid three years younger than you?!"
"Hey, there's a guy in my youth group FOUR years younger than me. He's not interested in dating right now, though."
"Love knows no race, species or logic," Ashley quoted from the overextended Lessons of Anime list.
I grinned at Mick Hao-style. "See?"
Mick gave me a Ren-style glare.
It's a game we play. We all took the Shaman King self-test and we always act like the characters we got. I'm Yoh most of the time, but I switch to Hao-mode more often. Ross is Horo, Mick is Ren, Anita is Ryu (big surprise), and Ashley is (gulp) Lyserg.
"Anyway, get down off that thing," Ashley said. "You're gonna break your neck!"
I hunkered down like Gollum again. "It thinks us is going to break our neckses, it does my precious."
"Never mind."
I began laughing. Then... "Hey! Where'd Mick go?"
We all looked around for a while. Mick was gone! He always slinks around like that, the little worm. Then he likes to pop up out of nowhere--
"BOO!!!"
--just like that.
Except that when he did that, it spooked me so much I jumped at least two feet. As I came back down I lost my balance, went sliding down the windshield, across the hood and fell on the ground. Head first.
I heard voices though my vision was fuzzy and my head felt like it was cracked open. Then I couldn't see anything at all. Finally everything went silent and I slipped into unconsciousness...
~***~
I woke up in pretty much the same way I was conked out. First I became aware of the incredible splitting feeling in my head. Then I started to get my hearing back, though it was a little muffled. Someone was yelling at me. Probably my grandmother, telling me what an idiot I was to sit on my truck like that.
I opened my eyes a little bit. Just graytone, and fuzzy. Slowly I reached my hand up to my face. Where were my glasses? I can't see much of anything that's far away without them.
My hearing cleared up a little more. Somebody was trying to yell and was crying at the same time. "Get up! Please get up!!"
It didn't sound like anyone I knew. Maybe everyone else left to get help. From the sound of the voice it was probably one of my female cousins told to make sure I didn't stop breathing.
"I'm fine, I'm fine. Stop yelling already."
My eyes flew all the way open. That wasn't my voice! I wasn't even speaking in English! 'I bump my head and suddenly I'm fluent in Japanese? Maybe I really should stop reading manga and watching anime for a while...'
Suddenly a pair of tiny arms looped around my waist and squeezed so tight I couldn't breathe. "Lord Hao! Lord Hao! Opacho is glad you're okay!!"
"Get off me!" I choked out. "I'm NOT Hao!"
A very familiar face popped into view. Opacho looked about as confused as I probably did. "Did Lord Hao hit his head to hard?"
I blinked and sat up. "Look, I don't really know exactly where I am or--"
I looked down. There was a big rock right where my head had been. The grass and rock were both sopping wet. Just beyond the rock was a small stream. Heart pounding, I edged toward it a little on my hands and knees. When I saw my reflection I froze.
Long dark brown hair with just the faintest tint of red. Dark eyes widened in more than a little surprise. Golden cloak fastened around the neck. I reached my hand up and touched that cloak. The reflection did the same.
It was Hao's face staring back at me! My jaw dropped. The reflection's mouth did the same. And when I rolled over and fainted, I'm pretty sure the reflection did, too.