Disclamier: I have to say that I do NOT own Shaman King.. but I really wish that I did..
so here is my first fanfic.. I hope it's not too bad. it's a working process.. more will come to what happens
I also do not own sony PSP or any consoles that may appear during this story.
many thanks to my friends who helped me a lot with this story.
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The night had been restless, tossing and turning all night was not what he thought of as a good night. Slowly sitting up from his bed, he looked the half closed curtains and sighed, glancing at the empty space beside him. What was he meant to do, he had done everything he thought was right. But she was just pretending.. And the pieces didn't fit anymore. Slowly the boy pulled himself out his pit. The others when downstairs waiting for him, it had been a week. And still he hid all the bruises and damage that the man had given him that night, she had left. Pulling on his white shirt, and a pair of green trousers, and sliding on his orange headphones, he made his way downstairs trying to divert his gaze from the cold eyes that lay upon him. Biting his lower lip and holding back what little tears he had left, he put on his fake smile and started to make breakfast.
Jeanne turned to the others and took in a deep breath before making her way over to the younger Asakura. She placed her hand onto his shoulder and gave him a warm smile
"Yoh, How are you feeling today"
He kept his gaze upon the water that boiled from the kettle, trying to hold his pain that Jeanne had now caused on his shoulder. He turned to her with watery eyes.
"Um, well you know me Jeanne, always smiling. No matter what." Yoh turned back to the kettle and poured himself a cup of tea. Before walking away from the others and outside, to stare at the sea once more. Jeanne turned to the group and shrugged before sitting down and holding onto Hao's hand.
"Hao, maybe you should talk to him, he is you're brother after all."
Hao sighed, rolling his eyes "Babes.. I'm not a love guru, ask someone else.. Surely a woman is better then a man saying things to a man.. He won't open up to me.. Of all people.."
Jeanne shot Hao a glare, to him, time had stopped and the air grew thicker. His heart got louder, and as fast as it all came back Hao was outside walking over to Yoh, taking in deep breathes trying to think of what he could say to help. He walked up beside Yoh and gave him the biggest cheesiest smile he could conjure. Yoh didn't smile, blink or move at all, he stood with the wind flickering about him, and his tea getting colder.
But before Hao could even make a sound Yoh was looking at him, still nothing being said until a small whimper of voice came from Yoh.
"Hao.. W-will she ever.. Come back to me…"
Hao looked to Yoh, almost in tears as well, he smiled and pulled Yoh in for a deep hug.
"It doesn't matter if she does Yoh. You're still loved by us all, we're worried about you otouto… she isn't worth your tears.. She left you, Yoh.. I'm sure there are plenty of other women out there looking at you.. Go and get em' Yoh, maybe you'll feel better if you get back out in the world."
Hao pulled away from Yoh and smiled, just to see his younger brothers tears falling at top speed, looking as though they were never going to end. Yoh gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly. Before smashing his cup of tea down onto the grass. Hao pulled away quickly, his eyes were also starting to water up at the sight that stood in front of him.
"H-Hao.. .thanks.." Yoh walked back into the house and up to his room, closing the door and locking it. He slid down the door his head in his hands, the sun rose and stretched across his bedroom floor, but all that could be heard in his quiet room. Was the crying that came from the Younger Asakura that lay on the floor in front of the door, in tears curled into a small ball.
Hao walked back into the house, wiping what tears had appeared when he saw Yoh. He sits down next to Jeanne and started to think about what he could do.
The night grew longer and Yoh was now sound asleep, dry tears on his face and eyes, still laying curled in a ball in front of his door. Dinner time came and everyone sat around the table in silence, until all silence was broken by no other then Horo and Ren fighting again.
"Guys. Please" Hao carried on playing with his food, looking at Horo and Ren.
"I'm just saying.. Why does it always have to be Chinese when Yoh's out of commission.. It's been a week.. And he's still not alright.."
"Of course you don't know good food when it hits you, and no care in the world for others then yourself and you're appetite.."
Horo shot a glare at Ren, and the smaller Chinese shaman smiled before carrying on eating. Silence fell upon the room. As the rest carried on eating. You could tell by some of their faces that they were thinking about Anna and worried about Yoh. But what could any of them do.. It was fate that had brought this upon Yoh and it was fate that would have to bring him out of it.
The sky darkened, and rain slowly fell from the dark clouds that mainly seemed to hover over the Funbari Inn. Yoh slowly lifted his head and made his way towards the small window that he and Anna had looked out of once before. His body was cold, and felt limp his eyes were bloodshot and felt as though they were burning. Thoughts of Anna flooded into his head, after all that they had been through. His true feelings for Anna had finally come forth.
Yoh took in a deep sigh closing his eyes and resting his forehead upon the cold window, as he looked out to the rainy scenery that lay before him he could fell the cold slowly fall into his body, and without hesitating or moving he allowed this cold feeling to seep through him. And for the rest of the night he didn't move from staring out that cold, rainy window. With only the memories of Anna left behind.
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The others had washed and cleaned away all the cutlery, pots and pans of food. Everyone sat around the sitting room, watching the television, as the night grew silent and even more restless. Until the silence was broken.
Hao walked over to Horo and sat down beside him watching what he was playing on the PSP. He started to laugh and Horo looked up to him and quickly back to his game.
"Hao.. What do you want? Can't you see I'm playing a game!"
Hao smiled to Horo and let out a soft sigh before glancing over to Ren. Suddenly a small smile appeared on his face. "Hey, is that Ren's PSP Horo?"
"Hm, Yeah it is why"
Hao smiled and both the shamans started to look through all the cars that were on the game. They found a few cars that Ren had made and Hao starts to laugh, he passes the PSP back over to Horo and smiles looking Ren.
"Hey, Ren is this the car that you designed?" Horo hands Ren the PSP and Ren nods slowly.
"Of course. It's better then all of your's so it's obviously mine."
Horo gave a small glare to Ren, sitting back against the chair and carrying on with the game, where as Ren got back to doing some math work. Hao took this opportunity to take advantage of the Tao's weak point.
Hao turns to Horo, whispering in his ear, but just loud enough that Ren could hear him.
"Between you and I, I think that Ren's cars look pretty pathetic."
Ren turned a glare at Hao and quickly picked up the closest thing that sat in front of him. Picking up the calculator with his left hand and forcefully throwing it towards Hao, the calculator had another course it wanted to take, instead of hitting Hao in the face, it smacked off Horo's head and bounced down to Hao's side. Without even knowing what happened, a laughter could be heard from Hao. And it didn't sound like it was ever going to stop.
Horo turned to Ren with tears in his eyes, upset.
"Ren what was that for?" he said holding the top of his head "I didn't say anything about you."
Ren suddenly started to blush and turned away quickly. "It.. I mean.. you're big head was in the way.. If you hadn't such a huge head It would have been on target"
Hao was now on the floor laughing as tears fell from his eyes "You should have seen you're FACE Ren." He carried on laughing. Ren stood up, his fists clenched shut glancing at Horo now and then, before retreating to his room. Horo watched Ren leave and turned to the others confused, he looked down at the PSP and suddenly he felt a feeling for Ren that he never thought he would. He shook his head violently trying to get the thought out of his mind.
"I'll.. Go and see how Ren is.. Besides I have his PSP"
Horo stands up and walks over to Ren's room, he hesitated before knocking. And waited for a reply, but there wasn't one.
"Hey… Ren you there?" Horo knocked again. Hearing a small rustling.
"What do you want?"
"I have your PSP.. Um.. Do you want it back?"
The door sliding unlocked was heard from Ren's door, and slowly the door opened. Horo stepped in thinking about his feelings for Ren and blushed slightly before holding out the PSP.
"Um.. Here!" Horo hands him the PSP and smiles, trying not to keep eye contact with him.
Ren looked to Horo confused and took a hold of the PSP. both their hands touching. A sudden feeling shot into Ren. What was he thinking, he couldn't feel anything but a small part of friendship towards the Ainu.. he couldn't 'Like' him, could he? Ren could feel a hot flush across his face, but to see the expression of realisation upon the Ainu's face of what Ren was feeling was the most embaressing that Ren could ever have thought. He quickly took the PSP from his grasp and shoved him out the door.
"I'll see you tomorrow.. good night" Ren slammed the door in Horo's face. leaving him confused on what had just happened. Horo shooke his head and steadily made his way back to his room for the rest of the night.
