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What the hell does she mean about making it more exciting? It doesn't sound good at all.

"What do you mean?"
"For every truth you claim that turns out to be a lie, is a consequence. Seems to me, you're a fan of making excuses - which is just normal I guess for a kid - then again, I think I have to straighten you out."

Whaaat? Hana gasped.

"Shall we?"
"But..."
"You refuse to do chores..." Anna continued.
"Yes! I hate doing chores. There, I just told you the truth. There shouldn't be any consequence for that right?" Hana insisted.
"Fair enough."
"Aren't you going to write it down or something? In case you forget?"
"I'm making a mental note." She pointed at her temples. "You refuse to undergo training.."
"I hate training.."
"I heard you the first time. However, your behavior towards it should be corrected. You should know how important it is that you know how to protect yourself at all times."
"I do! I know how to form an oversoul!" Hana boasted.
"Let's see it." Anna provoked.
"Okay!"

Hana calls forth the leaf sprites to form an oversoul.

"See that!" He grins at his mother who doesn't seem impressed at all.
"Hmm," She murmured. "It's not going to be enough if you're up against an experienced shaman."
"It's more than enough to fight off evil spirits." He countered.
"Not quite." Anna prodded.

Hana didn't notice her mother chant something inaudibly. Suddenly, a spirit appears in front of him, much to his surprise. On instinct, he commanded the leaf sprites to attack the malevolent spirit to no avail. As much as he hates to admit it, he got scared but had the decency not to come running to Anna for help.

"I thought so." Anna expected as much. "Those kinds of spirit will attack you when they get the chance.. you can't give them that chance, Hana. Do you understand?"
"Yes-now would you please vanquish it or something?"

"You can stop now." She told the spirit.

Again, leaving Hana perplexed, the spirit turns to a handsome guy - probably in his thirties and waves at Anna.

"Glad to be of service Miss Anna."
"Thanks."

"Whaaat? You set me up?" Hana said angrily.
"More or less."
"Why would you do that?"
"Tamao may be a little soft when it comes to keeping you in line, but not me. I need you to be strong and safe. We can't always be there to protect you."
"Right." He's pissed but he understands.

Although, she shouldn't have gone as far as summoning a spirit.

"You're upset," she said softly "just know that I'm not doing this to make fun of you or anything. I can't stress enough how important you are to me."

Hana crossed his arms and turns his back on his Mom. Of course he's entitled to be mad.

"Your great-grandfather Yohmei always had his leaf sprites go after Yoh during his shaman training. You have no idea how badly beaten up Yoh was when he was just about your age. I remember him saying that you can't force someone into liking Shaman training..."

Shaman Training is training of the heart. It's pointless to force it on those who have no motivation. The most important thing (for Yoh) right now is awareness. Nothing will change if people force things on him unless he wants it and pushes himself forward.

"So it's not like I'm forcing this on you. It's just who you are."

Hana remained silent until he felt her hands ruffling his hair.

"I guess I owe you an apology," She goes in front of him, cups his cheek and kisses him on the forehead. "I'm sorry."

Hana's eyes widened and was left flustered at her gesture. He clearly wasn't expecting something like that from her. He never had this kind of conversation with Anna ever since they came back and he was relieved that it wasn't as bad as he thought it would be.

Anna had been patient with him for the past two months that she always seem to let him have his way on everything - maybe, so he could warm up to her being there. He would not admit it openly but he loves his parents very much. His mother even more so.

Author's Note: Another chapter done! Thanks for the reviews. Let me know what you think of this one. More chapters to be written when inspiration comes to me again.

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