Okay lets get this thing started! It is now time for chapter three of the glorious story. So sit back and enjoy. Did you like that I added Manta's little sister. I thought she was soooo cute in the Manga and was a bit disappointed when she did not make it in the anime so I decided to add her in here, and don't worry she will be making another appearance later. But until then here is chapter three.

Disclaimer: I do not own Shaman King. You know making me say this all the time is just too cruel!

Manta stared at his apartment ceiling. His head hurt, his throat hurt from the crying he did the night before, and worst yet, he could not stop thinking about Yoh. Thoughts of the boys easygoing smile, his warm eyes, and his always happy attitude.

Unfortunately for Manta his thoughts did not stop there, nope, they went further. Yoh's now long, flowing hair, Manta wished he could run his fingers through that hair. His voice slightly deeper then what is was years ago, oh how he wished that voice would whisper words of love in his ear. The most obvious change, Yoh's more toned body, Manta remember back to the night before. He could tell that Yoh was much more muscular then he was years ago. To feel the others arms around him, to feel his weight on top-.

Manta quickly shook his head before he got to carried away. He shook his head one last time then got off his bed. Though he didn't have work till later that night, he couldn't stand the thought of just sitting inside all day thinking of the boy that broke his heart. After throwing on some cloths and grabbing a quick bite to eat he headed out, hoping to find some way to clear his head.

Yoh sat on the bench with his head down, his bangs casting a shadow over his eyes. Mannoko was no longer there with him. She had left not long after telling him what had happened since he had last spoken to Manta. His mind kept going over what the little girl had told him.

(15 min. ago)

"It started after Manta had gotten out of the hospital. Father tried to send him to America but he didn't want to go." Mannoko's face fell as she recalled the event. "They had a big fight. I cold hear it all the way up in my room"

Yoh stared at the girl. "Manta was sent to America?"

"No, in the end he didn't go, but he and father fought a lot. When they were done yelling Manta would go to his room and father would blame you for "corrupting" him."

Mannoko scoffed at the word corrupting. "Manta has always been like that, father just didn't notice. All he cares about his the company, hell he's got me working there! I don't even like working there!"

"Then why are you?" Yoh asked choosing not to comment on the girls swearing.

"Because I like working with computers." Mannoko shrugged.

Yoh just nodded. "So what else happened?"

"Well he got in quite a few fights at school. Some of which he won I might add." Mannoko giggled. "Then when he started growing his hair out in his first year of high school father hit the roof and nearly disowned him. Saying it was 'wrong for a boy to have long hair'"

Yoh's eyes widened but he kept silent. All that over hair?

"Then half way through his first year Manta moved out, mom gave him some money to find a place and that's the last of it. He got a job help pay for school. He and I still talk, I call him sometimes and visit him. No one knows though."

Silence came next, they just sat there watching the many kids run around the park. Climbing up slides, sitting in the sand, and standing on their toes trying to reach the water fountain.

"You know what I remember the most in the last few years?" Yoh looked to the girl, but she just kept staring straight ahead. Though, he could hear the sadness in her voice.

"He didn't smile much anymore and sometimes I could hear him crying in his room. Once I asked him what was wrong and he told me what you had said to him."

Now she turned to the older boy, her gaze firm. "I don't know what exactly what happened with you guys but you had better fix it. You were his only friend back then and you hurt him very much."

Yoh hung his head. He had no idea he had hurt the blonde haired boy so much. If he had he would have come back so much sooner. He felt a hand on his shoulder, looking up he saw Mannoko no longer sitting next to him, but standing in front of him.

"I know I teased Manta a lot about being friends with you but I was happy he had a friend." she looked at the boy in front of her. "And that's what he needs right know."

She grabbed his hand and placed a piece of paper into it. Then ran off toward the direction of the park entrance. Waiting there was a car Yoh did not even know was there. Mannoko turned and waved at him before getting in the back seat and driving away.

Yoh looked at the piece of paper for a moment before reading what was on it.

(Present)

Once again Yoh looked at the piece of paper in his hand. Written on the paper was and address. It didn't take much to figure out whose it was. It was Manta's. It had to be, why else would she give it to him.

But there was just one problem. How was he even going to get Manta to talk to him? The boy wouldn't even look at him, let alone talk.

Yoh let out a sigh, then mentally slapped himself for it. Before he could sigh again, Yoh rose from the bench. Letting out a groan as he stretched, his muscles stiff from sitting so long. He looked around the park, now empty. There was now sound except the squeaking from the swings moving with the wind. He made to head toward the exit but stopped. For there just walking past the park was the very person he had been thinking about for the last few years.

"Manta!" Yoh yelled out and started to run to said boy.

Manta looked up as his name was called. His face paling when he saw just who had called his name and was running right to him. Without thinking were he was going Manta ran the opposite direction from Yoh. This turned out to be a very, very bad idea.

For just as he began to run a car horn rang out, Manta looked up and he froze. He didn't move, he couldn't. Time seemed to slow down in what was really only seconds felt more like a lifetime. The only thing the boy could do was close his eyes and raise his arms to cover his head and wait for the car to hit him.

But it never came

Instead Manta felt a pair of arms wrap around him then he felt the ground move beneath him. Before he could process what was happening he found himself on the ground, his eye opened just in time to see a car fly by only a foot in front of him.

"Stupid jerk didn't even stop!" A voice sounded behind the teen.

It was at this moment that Manta noticed that the voice, the arms holding him, and what he was being held against was all in fact Yoh. It was also now that his body decided now would be just a perfect time to start blushing.

"Are you okay Manta?" Yoh asked noticing the boys red face.

"I'm fine!" Manta said pushing away from the shaman, rising to his feet quickly. He started to walk away when he felt a hand grab his wrist. He didn't need to turn to know just who it was.

"Wait!" Yoh gave the boy a pleading look. "I need to talk to you."

"Let go!" Manta tried to pull his hand free but failed.

"Please just hear me out. I really want to talk to you."

"Why the hell do you want to talk to me?" Manta yelled growing angry.

"Because your my best friend and-"

"I. Am. Not. Your. Friend." Manta turned and all but hissed, glaring daggers at the taller boy. "You said so your self years ago!"

"That's why I came back I need to-" Yoh stopped when Manta sent him an even more menacing glare. Manta could get very scary when he was angry.

"I don't want to hear anymore! Just leave me alone and don't ever talk to me again!"

With that Manta yanked his arm free and ran away, once again leaving Yoh just staring after him.

SOOOOOOOO? What did you guys think? Good? Bad? Made you want to smack me in the back of the head for writing such a bad chapter? HAHA

Anyway please tell me what you thought of it. The next chapter will be up soon, so please bare with me a little longer.