A/N: Hey guys, it's me again, and yes, I will be updating this story, unlike the other ones. I know this story hasn't been getting any reviews (big whoop), but I have been seeing some problems with the story. I just need to know if Saiki is or isn't a Mary Sue. I know I said that she had the power of Reishi before in the last chapter, but it will be explained later on. I mean, she's not going to be a happy go-lucky girl with that kind of power. She'll probably end up like Anna when she was younger later on in the story, but I haven't gotten to that part yet. Just, for the ones who are reading, to enjoy this chapter and thanks again for withstanding my rambling.

Disclaimer: I do not own Shaman King, just my OCs Saiki and Chilam.

Chapter 2: Where the Wind Blows

Again, from the day he had entered that dreaded class in this dreaded school, Hana Asakura has done nothing but sleep or not pay attention to the teacher. He had this philosophy that if his father and friends skipped school to participate in the Shaman Tournament, then why couldn't he skip as well so he could become a better shaman?

The only thing keeping him in school was his guardian's wrath, which he didn't want to face anytime soon. So when the teacher announced that a new transfer student that came from Italy was going to be in their class, he didn't so much as bat an eyebrow as he kept on sleeping the day away.

"Now, I want you all to give Saiki Phauna a warm welcome and to help her get accustomed to the school," the teacher said in an ordering tone, earning a chorus of agreements from everyone, except Hana of course. He kept on drifting to lala land, that is, until a certain exchange student went up to him, ignoring the stares she was getting, and smacked him in the back of his head, hard.

"What the hell was that all about?" he suddenly shrieked as he went to nurse his injured head, now glaring daggers at the one who had hit him. His expression changed from one of fury to one of shock and then surprise, not know who had slapped him. She had long straight blonde hair that fell past her waist, and her own hazel green eyes were narrowed as she crossed her arms across her chest. "Since you were asleep, I thought it was very disrespectful and helped you wake up so that I wouldn't have to repeat my name for the third time. My name is Saiki Phauna, and you better not forget it."

When she finished, the only thing that passed through Hana's head was that this girl reminded him so much of Tomoe, Anna, his mother, and Anna III, his fiancé and personal trainer after school and during the weekends. "Wait, who are you again?" he asked in a dumb manner, not really hearing her since he was still drowsy and dazed from the slap. She was about to slap him once more but the teacher got their attention.

"Phauna, please find a seat, and Asakura try to stay awake this time!" the teacher exclaimed to his two students, who just looked at him with an I-don't-care expression before Saiki went and sat behind Hana, since it was the only seat available at the moment. The rest of the day went on slow, the girl doing her best on taking notes while the boy in front of her was doing his best on staying awake, which wasn't much.

"See you tomorrow Saiki-chan!" some of the girls said as they waved the new girl goodbye, the latter doing the same and happy that she was able to meet acquaintances on her first day of school. She was about to leave as well, but noticed that Hana was still sitting in his desk, which ticked her off more than it should.

Maybe because he has the same last name as Hao. She had also noticed that he too was a shaman from the moment she came in, but didn't say anything, not wanting the other students thinking she was a psycho. Now that she takes her time to contemplate, she couldn't help but notice how unruly his short dark blond hair was. Fits him to a tee.

Before leaving for her practice, she went over to the boy and readied her hand for another slap. She smirked when he reacted this time and stopped her hand with his own, lifting his head up with an irritated look on his face. "I thought you'd leave me alone after the first slap Phauna," the boy grumbled as he stood up from his seat and made his way towards the door. "You thought wrong then Asakura-san," she said in a calm tone, which now irritated Hana to no end. "You really are annoying, you know that?" he said with a huff as he exited the room.

"Well, at least you won't see me again till tomorrow, since you're going home and I have orchestra practice right now," she added with the same tone as before as she followed him until she met her destination. "Do you always have to talk like that?" "How should I talk then?" This made the boy to become quiet while looking for an answer. Saiki however had other plans as she stopped in front of a room where string music was coming out from it.

"This is my stop, so I'll see you tomorrow then," she said curtly with a bow, entering the room and receiving several greetings from her fellow music companions, leaving Hana to his pondering as he made his way out of the school and down the street. I wonder if she noticed I was a shaman. "Hey, Amidamaru, do you think that she noticed what I was?" he asked his guardian ghost, who had now materialized with a contemplative look.

Just like his friend Mosuke, Amidamaru hadn't changed at all. Everything looked the same from his light lavender hair to his samurai armor. "I wouldn't know Hana-donno, but if she did then the girl is very good at hiding it," the young warrior answered his master, who just nodded slightly. "And if it wasn't that she sat right behind me I wouldn't be able to notice that she was a shaman too. Either she's very weak, or her power of suppressing is very good," he added as he stopped in front of some metal gates, Funbari Cemetery printed in big letters across and cutting in half as the teen opened the doors and went inside, the fallen samurai following closely behind.

"It's so great that you were able to join us this semester Phauna-san. Your talent will be greatly appreciated here," the Director of the orchestra praised the young girl, who smiled softly and nodded. "It's good to know that I'm accepted here," she said, returning her companion's farewell as she left, walking faster so that she could catch the last train leaving for the day to her house.

When she was quite a length away from the school she sighed and kept a steady pace, not worrying at all as she remembered what her father had told her the night before she went to sleep. "If you are in a pinch into getting to the train on time just take a shortcut through the cemetery," she repeated in a huff, running over to the large gates that were unfamiliar to her but nostalgic at the same time. She went to put her hand on the metal to push, but hesitated for a moment.

"What are you waiting for Saiki-sama? If we miss the train now you'll have to call your father for transportation." The teen just sighed when her guardian spirit materialized beside her into a light brown sphere. The sphere sported big eyes that were full of knowledge, with twin braids that were longer than the sphere and a headband with two small feathers placed in the back of the spirit's head. "Don't worry Chilam, I won't let that happen," she responded back as she pushed the gates open and went in, the little spirit ball floating just above her head.

Even though Saiki was hurrying up to catch her ride, she couldn't help but contemplate the wandering spirits of the cemetery, conversing with one another as if being dead was something natural for them. She actually slowed her run into a walk, her case now rolling without bumping into trees and rocks like earlier. "I wonder what they're talking about, don't you Chilam?" she asked in a daze as she made her way further into the graveyard.

"Huh?" she said in confusion when she felt someone else inside the holy grounds, now making her way to the presence. "You felt it too Saiki-sama?" "Yeah, I felt him," the teen answered her spirit as she finally stopped before a small hill with a tree on the top, a small smirk forming as she saw who was leaning on the bark looking at the stars. "This is the first time since I met you that you're interested in something…Asakura," she said in an all-knowing tone as she made her way to where he was, still looking at the stars as if he hadn't heard her, but she knew otherwise.

"The stars don't nag at you to study," he answered back, now watching as the girl approached him and stood by his side, her case forgotten at the bottom and Itka staying by her side with a worried expression. "Saiki-sama, I think you've missed the train already," the spirit said in a defeated tone, only to be shocked when the girl just waved her off. "You worry too much Chilam you know? Besides, it's been a long time that I haven't paused for a moment to gaze up at the stars," Saiki said with a smile, letting the wind flow through her hair.

She placed some strands of the golden hair behind her ear, and liked how quiet it was even though the two of them were surrounded by spirits. Chilam had stopped trying to hurry her mistress and decided to hang out with the other ghosts in her normal form, which was of a young female Indian warrior wearing a brown sleeveless shirt that stopped just above her navel, gloves, and boots that stopped just below her knees that were cover by a long skirt, all carrying the design of the Patch tribe. Around her neck was a turquoise pendant, with matching earrings, and her braids were now sporting red string woven into them.

"So, how well do you get along with your guardian ghost?" Saiki suddenly asked Hana as she turned around to face him with a serious expression. "Well, what do you think Amidamaru? How well do we get along with each other?" the boy asked lazily as the samurai appeared in front of them, earning a surprised look from the girl. "I don't think our bond could ever be described with words Hana-donno," he answered truthfully as he looked at both of them with a serious expression.

"Is he always this serious? Reminds me of Chilam sometimes" Saiki asked with an arched brow, the warrior and Indian girl faltering at the abrupt comment. "Yeah, but we balance out. I blow a fuse and I'm lazy, and he keeps me in track so everything works out," Hana answered as he suddenly straightened up from the tree, stretching before he looked over to Saiki with a lopsided smile. "Since you missed the last train back home, you don't have anywhere to sleep for the night, right?" he asked the teen, who now had her head lowered so that he wouldn't see her light blush. "Don't worry about it; you can stay the night at my house. It helps that I live in an inn, you know?" he said as he made his way down from the hill, Amidamaru following right behind.

He didn't let her answer his request, but she knew she didn't have any other choice and just shook her head as she took out her cell phone to call home, the line picking up after the second ring. "Hello? Tou-san, it's Saiki…yes, I'm fine…I know I didn't take the train, but a friend offered me to stay for the night…yes father, a friend, don't get excited about it…all right, just tell Mosuke to postpone the search for now until I get home and see you soon," and with that she hung up, following downhill and grabbing her case before they left the cemetery.

"Saiki," she suddenly said, catching the other teen by surprise. "Saiki's my name, so now that you know it I expect you tell yours as well," she said in a cool tone, but giving him a smirk which he returned with a smile. "The name's Hana Asakura, so you better not forget it Saiki Phauna."

She just 'humph' and looked up at the sky, the stars appearing brighter than they did when they were in the cemetery. Friends…maybe it is possible for someone like me to gain some.

A/N: And there you have it. Shorter than the previous chapter, but still a chapter nonetheless. I'm sorry if I'm not giving the ghosts that much dialogue, but this is my first fanfiction for Shaman King, so please bare with me. Also, on another note, I would like for someone to be my beta, if it's even possible. I know I have good structure, but sometimes I'm not able to make out sentences and mistakes are still made, so anyone who wants to you're free to ask through PM.