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Author notes: And thus, I decided to make a collection of Shaman King drabbles. I just thought it'd be pointless to keep up posting these drabbles on their own. I'll try to update regularly, as long as I can. I hope you enjoy reading these as much as I've enjoyed writing them. Remember to review, and thank you for reading!
Timeline: This particular drabble is set in the middle of the episode where Yoh goes to Izumo to train in the Yomi cave.

Good Wives
02.05.2005

Yoh bursts into the tea room suddenly, Amidamaru silently hovering behind him. His blonde fiancée looks up at him, munching on her apple and gazing at him curiously. A thin, fine eyebrow arches up questioningly.

"Yoh?"

He clears his throat, as if nervous, but his eyes show nothing but strong determination. "Anna, I am going to Izumo," he proclaims.

"Yes, you've told me that before," The reply slips from her tongue easily, unconcerned. As a good wife, she isn't supposed to question him or his decisions; and yet, something about the way he looks, his pose, how his hair falls over his eyes, intrigues her. "I still don't get why you are in such haste, though. It's been barely two days since the incident…"

He fists his hands, and looks down. Anna notices how he fails to speak once before doing it properly. "I have to get stronger as soon as possible, because I don't want to lose someone precious to me."

The single affirmation strikes Anna, but she doesn't show. She turns back to the TV screen and shuts it off with the remote. "I know."

Her back is turned to him, so she can't see how his eyes seem to widen in surprise. He offers her back a sad smile. "I will be leaving tomorrow."

"I understand," she throws the finished apple to the waste basket. She stands up and smudges the wrinkles of her dress. Her gaze meets his, and though she hates the look in his eyes, she doesn't flinch at the unusual glint in them. "Is there anything else you would like to tell me?"

"Anna… I…"

She doesn't need to listen anything else. Because, as a good wife, she knows what he is trying to convey in that single word, just by the way he says her name.

He smiles wistfully, so unlike him, and his voice drops to a silent whisper.

"Will you go with me, Anna?"

The stern look on her face doesn't fade as she crosses her arms. She closes her amber eyes and sighs deeply, a slight smirk gracing her features. "Idiot, I'll always follow you."