I watched him walk down the path as another ghost a young boy took a swing at his head. Please, he couldn't even swing right. I sighed lightly as I climbed out of my place in the tree and started down after him. I really wanted to get to know him more.
The male spirit I'd had my eye on turned so his back was no longer to his attacker and preformed a backhand spring with only one hand. Did I ever say that I hated ghosts who thought that just because they were dead that they could do anything?
I watched as the male ghost I had been following turned and ignored the young boy who attacked him. What happened to putting someone in his or her place? I wanted to know. And anytime Io want to know something I just have to ask. So that's what I did. I caught up with him as fast s I could trying to cut him off.
"Why did you ignore him like that? Why didn't you just put him in his place?"
The ghost ignored me and kept walking. Well, what's that just rude?
"Why would I?" He answered me in a low voice. "He's not worth my time. A waste of energy means less for later, when I'll need it. Right now he'll be embarrassed enough. In a way I did put him in his place. Now he knows I'm afraid of him.
What kind of an answer was that? Oh well, I'd just try again. I walked faster so I could keep up.
"Well, here I thought you knew what you were doing." Yes poke fun, but I was trying to be nice. The male spirit stopped walking at that. Great, what I do this time? His head was cocked slightly to the side.
"What says I don't?" I stopped walking and sighed.
"Sorry, I really am. It's just I need help and thought maybe someone neat my age that's a ghost would help out. I guess I was wrong." The ghost looked at me thoughtfully, his head titled slightly.
"And what would an able-bodied shaman such as you need help for?" The male arched an thin eyebrow before I could answer. I sighed, what was the point in not telling him. I might as well. Yoh, Manta, and Anna already knew the story.
"I… uh… well… revenge and a few other things." Ever since that eventful night I was looking for every way to get back at them. The people who murdered my parents would pay.
I watched as the ghost's eyebrows rose even higher on his brow. "Hm. Interesting." He shook his head and started to turn away from me. "It's late. Don't you have someone waiting for you?"
"No, both my parents are dead and I don't have any friends." Lie, but Anna really wasn't my friend and I was working to keep my board. Yoh would be the only one I'd ever consider my friend. Manta was too much of a chicken to be anything else. "But see that's why I need help. So I can kill the people who killed my parents." I saw my exit that would lead me back to the mansion. I sighed. I didn't want to go back so soon.
"Good luck with that," he said bluntly after he half-shrugged. The male's spirit turned his back on me without saying anything else to go to where he came from before I think.
"My name's Kimi!" I yelled to him hoping if I came back he'd give me another chance.
"Riku." I heard. I nodded glad to have gotten at least his name out of him before I turned and headed for me exit.
The walk back to Yoh's was going to be a lonely one that was for sure. I always hated this part of the day, walking back down the empty street by myself. If I had a spirit partner I wouldn't be alone. I watched as a care drove down the street slowly I watched it to give myself something to do. I sighed… hey they didn't have any lights on.
It was a few minutes later when I saw it again. My stomach tightened and I quickened my pace as best I could without being suspicious. The back window was down just enough for something to stick out of it, but what I didn't want to find out.
However, me staying uninvolved was short lived as a series of pops went off. I felt the ground rush up to meet me along with searing pain sweeping through my body. I opened my eyes, my vision going in and out.
Riku was there, or was I dreaming, kneeling beside me. I felt something sticky touching my fingers, I knew what it was, but I didn't want to believe it was my blood.
"Hey! You alright?"
"What… what… do… you… think…?" My voice was hoarse just to my ears. I wondered what it sounded like to him?
I did my best to see that his lips thinned at my remark. I could feel him, barely putting his hands to my bullet wounds to try and stop the bleeding.
"I was always told I laughed slowest." I managed a glare, even though I was so weak.
"You doing that isn't going… to be enough… Hospital would be… good right about now…"
I saw Riku nod as he picked me up. There are times when I'm glad I'm a shaman and now was one of them.
"You have to explain to the doctors how you got there, though." I knew I wasn't breathing as well now as I fought to get air in my lungs. I don't know if it was just the wound, him running or both.
"That's… not… a… problem…" I could tell he sped up from the way his feet hit the pavement. Was it me or did he seem to care?
A/N: I'm glad someone likes it. Again this is based on an no longer going rp so once the rp stops the story stops sorry. Once the rp is back up and running again then the story will be back up and running again. Hope you like this chapter.
