Author's Note: I just had to write this story. There aren't enough Shaman King stories, nonetheless crossovers. Anyways, the first chapter is just what's going on with everyone before the second Shaman Tournament. Ren, Horukeu, Lyserg, and Chocolove are already friend with Yoh and co.

Everyone was silent as the flames engulfed the body, every captain's zanpakuto unsheathed and stabbed into the ground. Every Soul Reaper's eyes were wet with tears, and the captains had to hold back theirs. No one spoke as the flames cracked and snapped at the logs covering the body. Ichigo was holding Rukia's hand in his and squeezed it tightly. Rukia wiped her eyes and Renji stood beside his captain, wishing he could be there to comfort her himself. Matsumoto placed a hand on her captain's shoulders, feeling his body tremble with the sobs he was trying so hard to keep in. Momo could see him doing his best, and wiped her eyes, smiling at him. He spared her a small smile and bit his tongue.

The Soutachi was dead. He had gone to sleep, and when his Lieutenant went to wake him up, his eyes didn't open. Everyone stood still until the flames died, and the captains sheathed their zanpakuto's, giving their respects. Ichigo and Rukia did theirs together, and he pulled her away as Renji came up with his captain.

"I don't believe this," Rukia said in a shaky voice. "I just don't believe it…" She started sobbing and Ichigo put his arms around her. Byakuya rubbed her back and nodded at Ichigo in thanks. Ichigo smiled and held out his hand, shaking Byakuya's firmly.

"Captain…," Matsumoto said, sitting beside the youngest taicho, his head hidden in his arms. His legs were tucked so his knees were touching his chest. His body racked with sobs as he sniffed. Toshiro raised his head and wiped at his overflowing eyes with his fist, allowing Matsumoto to pull him to her and comfort him. Momo clung to Renji, who just patted her head. Kira sat beside Matsumoto and she placed a hand on his head.

"This is taking a toll on everyone." Komamura rubbed at his eyes as well, Iba beside him with sakè. Ikkaku and Yumichika were trying to outbeat each other in holding in their tears, and Kenpachi was rocking a sad Yachiru to sleep. Little blobs of tears were stuck in the corners of her eyes. She had the tip of her zanpakuto sheath in her mouth.

"She's out cold," Ikkaku announced.

"Yeah, she is," Kenpachi agreed, halfway there. Looking at Ichigo didn't even give him the urge to fight right now. He simply ruffed Yachiru's hair. "Come on. We're returning to our District." He stood and waved at Ichigo. Ichigo nodded back to him, knowing that he'd want to fight soon. Byakuya pulled Rukia back.

"We should get going," he said to her. She straightened up and nodded, wiping away her tears. Ichigo messed up her hair, bowed towards Byakuya, and watched as his friend was taken back home. He turned to see Toshiro had cried himself to sleep, and was being held bridal-style in Rangiku's arms.

"Hey, did Toshiro wear himself out?" Ichigo asked. Rangiku smiled amiably at her captain.

"He's still a kid," she reminded him in a soft voice. "The announcement of the death probably shocked him. He's exhausted."

"Yeah, I guess." Ichigo fought the urge to pat him on the head like a mother would.

"I'm going to take him home and put him to bed. I'll see you later, Ichigo." Matsumoto nodded her thanks to him and walked away. Momo gripped her hakama, tagging along. She turned towards Ichigo and waved. He waved back and turned towards Renji, who clasped his hand in his and pulled him into a one-armed hug. He pulled away, placing a hand on Ichigo's shoulder.

"What's wrong with you, Abarai?" Ichigo teased as the fukutaicho wiped at his eyes. "I thought you were supposed to be as strong as a rock, or something like that."

"Yeah, but when the old man croaked…" Renji's voice cracked and he swallowed to cover it up.

"Yeah, I hear you," Ichigo said, ignoring it. "I'll see you later, alright?"

"Yeah." Renji hit his shoulder before walking past him. He spotted an upset Yoruichi on the wall, and smiled at her. She returned the smile, nodding and wiping at her eyes. Urahara was behind her, his arm about her shoulders. He saw Ichigo, his lips pulling into a weak smile as well. Ichigo nodded towards them.

"Ichigo!" Orihime ran up and wrapped her arms around him. She looked up, her eyes glowing with tears. He put his arms around her back. Chad had to pry her from him so Ichigo could breathe.

"We heard about Yamamoto," Chad said. Uryu was next to him, and he simply pushed his glasses back to the bridge of his nose. "We came to see everyone."

"Are you okay, Ichigo?" Orihime butted in. Ichigo grinned at all of his friends, tears still welling up.

"I'm fine," he replied. "Just a little depressed."

"It's good to see you're okay," Uryu commented. Ichigo smirked at his friend.

"How's Tatsuki?" Ichigo turned his attention towards Orihime.

"She's fine. She misses you, though." She grinned. Ichigo let out a deep sigh. "Where's Rukia?" Orihime looked around.

"She's back at home with Byakuya," Ichigo answered, scratching the back of his head. "I'm kind of tired."

"You can stay at one of our Districts," Soi Fon offered, approaching. She wiped her eyes on her sleeves, smiling. "I mean, if you want to."

"Thanks, Soi Fon." Ichigo and his group bowed, and Soi Fon bowed back

Over at Tokyo, Japan…

Yoh and his friends were watching TV from underneath a kotatsu, a cold breeze coming in from outside. The clouds were dark gray and everything outside was wet from rain and dark. It was three in the afternoon, and outside it looked like it was eight at night. And not in Scotland. (In Scotland, the sun goes down about 11 PM and comes up about 4:30 AM.)

"There's nothing on, dude," Horokeu complained as Yoh watched a few seconds of whatever was on one channel, and would change it. Lyserg was reading Shounen Jump and Ryu was looking over his shoulder. In the kitchen, Tamao and Manta were cooking, and Anna was overlooking them. Chocolove was going through a joke book, and Pirika was hugging her brother for no reason. Faust and Eliza were back in Germany doing whatever it was they were doing. And Ren was lying on his side, one arm under his head and one arm flung out on the floor, a book in his hand. He was fast asleep.

"I know. Why do you think I'm changing channels?" Yoh flipped through them quicker, and when he got to channel 187, he just gave up. "Put in a DVD, or something. I'm tired."

"All you've been doing is changing channels!" Horokeu moved so that his sister was shaken off. She blew a hot breath angrily and sat up. She poked Ren in the forehead with her foot, but he didn't stir. She poked him again. His brow pulled together, but he didn't move. She poked him and Ren grabbed her leg, pushing her over.

"Poke me again, and you'll be losing a limb," he threatened, turning over and shifting his weight to make himself comfortable. Pirika scowled and sat behind him.

"Why are you sleeping?"

"Because I'm tired."

"The 'Great Tao Ren' gets tired?!"

"Yes, and I'm tired of you. Now shut the hell up."

"Pirika, just leave him alone," Horokeu said, dragging his sister's butt across the tatami mat. "He gets cranky when it rains." Ren didn't bother to insult him. Rather, he simply flipped Horokeu the thing that flies and let his hand fall to the floor with a thump.

"Wow! I'd never guess that would happen!" Ryu gasped. Lyserg nodded in agreement. A book hit Ryu in the face, making the older man fall backwards. Lyserg flipped the page, unaware that his friend had fallen over.

"Crankypants!" Horokeu joked.

"I am not cranky!" Ren shouted. "I'm just tired!"

"That's what they all say!"

"Prepare to die, Horo." Ren sat up, rubbing his eyes with his wrist.

"I'm too tired to even bother…" Ren flopped onto his back, his arms holding his head off the floor as his eyes shut again. Chocolove put his book down.

"Am I the only one who feels kinda…depressed about something?" he asked. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the African shaman. Ren cracked open an eye. "I mean, don't you guys feel that?"

Everyone was silent. Ren closed his eyes.

"Yeah, now that you mention it, I kinda do feel a little upset." Horokeu looked at his feet.

"Yeah, it does kinda feel like something happened," Yoh admitted, placing his headphones on his ears. "But, maybe it's someone dying."

"Could be…," Ren agreed, his eyes squeezed tightly together. "Thanks to your sister, Horo, I can't get back to sleep."

"Why blame it on me!?" Pirika demanded. Ren shot up, his molten eyes glowing with anger and the excitement for a fight.

"Because you woke me up!"

"Oh yeah." She laughed and scratched her head. Ren lied back down again and turned over. He wasn't about to get any sleep at all and he knew that. But pretty soon, he was fast asleep again, snoring lightly. Yoh was bobbing his head side to side to a beat he only heard, and Horokeu finally found a good anime to put on and was watching that with Pirika and Lyserg was still reading Shounen Jump. Ryu was watching the anime with Horokeu when Anna and her slaves came in with lunch. Yoh had to wake Ren up because he refused to do so when Pirika or Horokeu tried to wake him up.

"You know, while I was in the kitchen, we all got chills," Manta informed as everyone began eating. "Kinda like something depressing happened."

"Really? So did we," Horokeu said. "Maybe it's just the weather that's got us down…"

"Maybe," Tamao agreed. "It's a really bad day to be out at all."

A beeping sound could be heard from upstairs. Yoh stood, excusing himself, and went upstairs. When he came back, he had a confused look on his face.

"It's the Oracle Pager," he said, making everyone look up in shock. "It's beeping." The orange pager's screen was lit up and it was, indeed, beeping. The others joined in as well, and the other shamans rushed to get theirs.

"Looks like the fight's starting again," Anna mused, putting a piece of chicken into her mouth. "This is going to be very interesting."

Author's Note: ^^ I feel good about this. It may continue for awhile, but I might stop if it doesn't go anywhere or doesn't get a lot of attention. So this might not last long. At the beginning, I was listening to Avril Lavinge's song Nobody's Home, and I thought it fit well for the beginning of the chapter (the music, not really the lyrics themselves). If you would like to leave a review saying you either like it or hate it, or hate me (heh, prepare for some flaming on the last one), please feel free to do so. Anonymous reviews are also very welcome. ^^ May the force be with you. (Ha! I'm such a nerd.)