Disclaimer: I do not own the ainu tribe, I do not own Horo Horo, I do not own Shaman king, which is really sad, because if I did I wouldn't have let them do a English dub of it.
Kyoyama Kita: this is the one shot of Horo Horo when he is about to fight Yoh in the first round of Shaman fights.
His dream
Life in the mountains is never easy.
But he and his clan had survived, through the summer rains and the winter storms.
The Koro Pokkuru had helped them and had taught them.
To live in harmony with nature.
To take what they needed only.
To live peacefully.
And now... he gritted his teeth, humans decided to move into the mountains, taking down forests and destroying the ancient fields of the Koro Pokkuru.
He couldn't allow that, there was no way, he, would let that happen.
And there in his way, was just a carefree boy, whose dream was to live a peaceful life, silly dream, it could never help anyone.
No, he couldn't let him win. That boy, Asakura Yoh didn't deserve to win.
He was Usui Horo horo, the boy who was a wolf, and the boy whose sister had tortured him relentlessly to be stronger. He was the boy who felt the pain of the Koro Pokkuru. He was the boy whose heart broke when he found the forest destroyed.
He remembered, oh, how he remembered.
3 yrs ago
He struggled up and over the rocks, willing to carry on. His small friend, Kororo cooed encouragingly. "Tou-san, wait up!"
"Horo horo, if, you willing to follow the rules of our tribe, you must be strong. When you grow up, you might find yourself a wife and it is your duty to protect and cherish her." Father said, not once looking back.
Finally they stopped at the well-worn path, which separates the forest from the fields. The blue haired boy caught up, his eyes widened.
"Wow…"
"Look, my son."
Father swept his arm from the forest and to the field.
'For decades, this scared field of earth spirits was hidden from the sights of the modern world. However, there will be a day when this would no longer be a secret."
"It will be!" Horo horo cried. "Who would destroy such a beautiful thing? Who would want to kill the Koro Pokkuru? Who would want to kill Kororo?"
He wrapped his arms around Kororo.
Father hook his head sadly, "Not everyone can see spirits, Horo horo."
He left him on the path, trudging back swiftly to the camp.
"Your sister will be waiting to train you to be Shaman King."
Horo horo wrapped his arms tighter and tighter around Kororo, tears streaming down him face.
"An entire field of coltsfoot, that will be my dream. I will be Shaman King to save the Koro Pokkuru."
He clenched his fist, yes, that was his dream.
He could not let him win.
Horo horo Usui, the wolf of the Ainu tribe attacked.
Okay…. Really short… Review please:D