Author's Note: Ooooh! Another story!

Disclaimer: I do not own Shaman King. In my dreams, maybe. :)

It's a typical day at the Asakura Residence. Two months have passed since Yoh and Anna returned home and for them, things couldn't get any better.

"Hey Dad." The six year old boy sat next to his father.
"Yes Hana?"
"I was just wondering about you and mom.." His voice trailed off.
"Okay.. what do you want to know?" Yoh asked.
"Everything, I guess." Hana replied. He looks over to Yoh with one hand on his chin, waiting for him to start telling their story.
"Well, it was an arranged marriage..."
"That part I already know." interrupted Hana.
"Okay.." Yoh creased his forehead slightly, not because he doesn't remember - he just didn't know where to start. "First time we met, she told me to 'Go and die'."
"Wow." This wasn't really surprising for Hana but his reply wasn't sarcastic either.
"I know. But I loved her right then and there. Didn't know love at first sight truly exist until that moment."

"It's not like she can't talk or anything." Yoh's frustration was pretty obvious. He and Matamune are taking a bath together after the nekomata saved him from an oni. "And I still don't know how she knew me!" He continued. "Who is she really?"

"I never thought you'd fall in love at first sight, Master Yoh."
"..That girl called Anna." He blushed profusely despite of himself.
"That's not so bad. After all, she is your fiancee."
"Would you stop talking rubbish Matamune?" Yoh buries his face in the water.
"Or is it just me? Does she hate the idea of marriage?" Matamune's curiosity kicked in.
"But she wants me to go to hell.." Yoh hung his head in silence.

"And then what happened? She couldn't have felt the same way about you." Hana scooted closer to his father, his eyes lighting like Christmas.

"Maybe. I guess she was more concerned for my welfare because of her circumstances." Yoh explained.

"What circumstances?" Hana repeated.

"I'd love to tell you about it but it would be better if it came from your mother."
"Ugh. Alright. Anyway, tell me more!" He insisted.
"We parted ways for a while. I went to Funbari to attend middle school, laze around and stuff. She, on the other hand, trained under the auspices of your great grandmother who was also an itako. She went to Funbari after hearing about my encounter with your Uncle Ren that landed me to the hospital. I so hated being in pain but it's nothing compared to your mother's special training."
"I have heard a few bits about that.."
"It's so special that you don't even want to speak of it in any way. Ever." Yoh warned.
"Isn't that a good thing?" Hana asked with more curiosity.
"You'll know soon enough. Your mother is most probably spending her time planning your daily exercises.." Hana swore he saw his father cringe a little.
"But I hate that! She can't make me."
"Oh, I bet she can. She's very persuasive."
"Tamao-mom is scary. I don't think Mommy can top that."
"That's where you're wrong kiddo. Where do you think your Tamao-mom got her feistyness?"
"No way!" Hana didn't want to believe him.
"Yes way!" Yoh fought back with a grin.
"Hehehe. But I'm her son. I'm sure she'd be more lenient, right?"

Yoh just smiled at him, almost like saying "I'm not so sure about that"

"Right?" Hana sounded a bit desperate, thinking that his Mommy would spare him. Yoh shrugged.
"Why don't you go talk to her and check?"

Additional Note: Chapter 1 is done. My fingers are hurting due to 'excessive' typing of fics and what not. I'm just into Shaman King writing mode as of late so why not indulge and create as many as I can within a month or so.

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