Daydreamer: Alright, another RenHoro fic once again! Actually, I've had this one ready for quite a while, just never posted for various reasons. Ever since I heard the song I've always wanted to write a fic for it, but had a hard time getting a good idea. But finally, I've done it after deciding it couldn't be a one-shot. And just to let people know, this is a fanfic for Oversoul which is a band (obviously alternate universe) that someone made up (not me) and I discovered it when I stumbled upon it's site. Sadly, the project has died quite a while ago and it still sometimes breaks my heart at the thought of it. And although it doesnt accept donations, I still really wanted to write a fic for it with this song. So I did. So enough of my talk and let's get to it!

WARNING: This contains yaoi, so if you don't like, don't read.

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing of shaman king. The only things I do own are Alex and all the other extra characters who will appear in this story.

Hard to Say

Fan fiction by: DayDrEaMiNg-child

Song by: The Used

Chapter One

It's been four years since Oversoul's debut, and they've reached the top in the music business. Their name spread all over the world and there's not one person who hasn't at least heard of them, let alone at least one of their songs. And they continue to hold their crown of number one, proud and head high...even if one member left. Usui Horokeu, also known as Horohoro, left the Oversoul a year ago. So now the ones left are Tao Ren the vocals, Asakura Yoh the guitarist, and Faust VIII the bassist. They continue without their blue haired drummer, hiring someone only when they need to. And yet again today, they've finished another concert in Boston.

The band sat around a table back stage, quenching their thirst with sodas, except Ren who had a bottle of milk. The drummer they hired, Alex, sat with them with curious eyes.

"So...what happened between you guys and Horohoro?" Alex piped up and silence descended down on the group. Faust and Yoh were actually the ones looking uncomfortable with the question while Ren seemed unbothered with his folded arms and closed eyes. Feeling the stares from the other members, he opened his golden tiger-like eyes, his expression unwavering. Alex looked back and forth at them, getting an idea that he might have asked a taboo question. Ren let out an irritated sigh and eyed Alex carefully.

"Is it really any of your business?"

"Sorry, I was just curious. Are you guys still friends? Still keep in touch? How does it feel even now?"

"What are you, a magazine reporter? Like I said, it's none of your business." It seemed like Ren's tone was sharp enough to cut through Alex's throat, because the young man shrank back in his seat with sealed lips. He left the group after a few minutes, apparently frightened away, but the odd atmosphere didn't seem to go with him. It's been a year but the subject of Horohoro was still a sensitive one. They've refused every interview that had to do with the bluenette, not even bothering to listen to what the reporters had to say. And they knew that that was probably the reason why Alex, and most likely the rest of the world, was so curious. And Ren, the only actual answer he really ever gave to anyone was that it didn't matter if the Ainu was there or not, that Oversoul will still live on to be the best. That didn't really answer any question, but it gave everyone the impression that he didn't care.

For the rest of the time the three were silent until Manta finally came to take them to their hotel. Boston was their home and they would go to their houses if it weren't for the final concert they were having tomorrow. The distance was rather unappealing to Faust and Yoh since they didn't want to wake so early in the morning. Besides, they had more than enough to pay for another night in the hotel. Two to a room, Ren with Faust and Yoh with Manta.

Ren took the key from the front desk, and peered at where Yoh and Manta were. Yoh held what seemed like a candy bar high above the incredibly short manager, teasing him of his height. After a few attempts of jumping and grabbing, Manta furrowed his brows and pouted. He kept turning away when Yoh tried to give him the candy while apologizing. The guitarist squated and leaned his forehead against Manta's with an apologetic smile. He opened the wrapper and broke off a piece. Then, brought it to Manta's lips and popped it into his mouth when the short one reluctantly opened it. He smiled forgivingly and threw a piece into Yoh's mouth.

The two were unaware of Ren who watched all this skeptically. Before, for the first two years of Oversoul, there was something between Yoh and Ren. The two were never together, just occasional bed mates. Same for the Chinese with Horohoro. But it seemed that both Yoh and Horohoro grew feelings for the vocalist, though at the same time they hated that because they never knew what they were to him. If he felt nothing and if they were only getting themselves hurt. Ren only let it continue that way, unaware of such things. But the real case was, no one knew how Ren felt. Not even Ren.

But as time passed, Yoh seemed to have drifted away from Ren little by little, and gotten closer to their manager Manta. For one, they don't have their time in bed anymore. At first it was just Yoh refusing some nights, until eventually he just said he wants to stop. That was a few weeks after Horohoro left. And after that, he spent more time with Manta more than ever. But Ren didn't care, though he sometimes found himself wondering how it would've been if Horohoro was still there.

"Are you ready, Ren?" Ren pulled himself out of his deep thoughts and found that Yoh and Manta were no longer there. He turned around where Faust called and waited for him. He gave a nod and followed the bassist to their room, and they sat at a table with some tea.

"Where's Yoh and Manta?" Ren asked Faust who stared blankly out the window.

"They said they'll go around together. They invited us but I said I'll rest. Do you mind that I said the same for you?"

"No, that's fine. What's there to look around anyway? We live here."

"I thought you might say that." Faust chuckled and took another sip from his tea.

"So do you think there might be anything between them?"

"They've been friends longer than I've been with Yoh, so it wouldn't surprise me. Not that I care."

"What about Horohoro?" Ren's eyes shifted to Faust who was now looking straight at him with his dull, calm eyes. He raised a brow and sighed, but Faust was unaffected. The bassist eventually figured out something went on between his three friends quite a while ago. He just never stuck his nose in. He waited for an answer, but not long.

"What'd you mean?"

"Well it's like what Alex said earlier. How do you feel even now?"

"I feel nothing for that baka, I thought I already made that clear? And why does it seem so serious now?"

"I was just curious. Afterall, when he left, you only had Yoh left. But I think we all saw that there'd be something between him and Manta eventually. Just a matter of time."

"What exactly are you trying to say?"

"In the end, you only had Horohoro. Maybe Horohoro needed you. And maybe vise versa."

"What!" Ren screamed and sprang to his feet, knocking over his chair in the process. His eyes narrowed to a venemous glare, piercing gold glowing in the room. But Faust only stared back clamly, with eyes as if observing the Chinese.

"I don't need any of them. Not Yoh, not Horohoro. And in case you haven't noticed, Oversoul is doing just fine without that idiot. I feel NOTHING! I don't give a good goddamn!" Again, Ren glared at Faust. But Faust took another sip of his tea and looked out the window again. "Alright." Was all he said in what was barely a whisper. It made Ren flare even more seeing his outburst showed more emotion than he ever intended, rather childishly too. With a low growl he stomped out the door and slammed it shut. He went out into the night, not even knowing or caring about where he's going. He just kept walking aimlessly in the crowded streets, doing his best to make no contact with anyone. Soon after some unknown time, it began to sprinkle. And the sprinkling soon became pouring, and the young vocalist was soaking from head to toe. At some point he stopped walking and found himself in front of a building of mirror glass. He looked at his reflection and scowled. His bangs matted over his forehead and the tips hung over his eyes. The rain water dripped and trickled down his eyes down his cheeks, looking like tears. He's fine, he doesn't care. He feels nothing of the Ainu's absence.

The singer finished singing and she's walking out
The singer sheds a tear, fear of falling out
And it's hard to say how I feel today for years gone by
And I cried

TSUZUKU

Daydreamer: So this is chapter one. What'd ya think? I guess you could say this is more like an introduction to just fill you in on their current situation. Sorry that it's short, each chapter will probably have to be short since I broke down the story into important parts. next chapter Horohoro will be mentioned very importantly so stay tuned! Reviews are ALWAYS welcome!

oh, and those of you who may want to know more about the Oversoul I'm basing this around, the url is "http/goldenrain.