DarkTaoAngel: I do not own Shaman King. Please R&R this new installment, and no flames unless necessary. Antidisestablishmentarianism, that's right, I can spell it! Please Enjoy!
Horo lay there, immersed in thoughts about what Mei had just told him. He wondered how the others were doing, and where Hao's Spirit Hunters were at this moment. No one was safe from Hao anymore, but the place where Mei lived seemed unusually peaceful for a semi-war going on. He thought that it was likely that not very many people lived in Akishima, after all, he had never even heard of it before. He carefully looked out of his window, next to his bed, so that he didn't hurt himself. What he saw was a small clearing stretching around the house. Mei's house was the only house in this section of Tokyo, it didn't even look like Tokyo. There was a forest circling the house, it looked like some sort of maze of trees, with overgrown branches, and a swampy look about it.
Horo didn't think that it would take that long to get back to his friends, then again, a few more days with Mei might do him good. Besides, he wanted to repay her for saving his life somehow. And he kind of wanted to spend some time with her as well….
Mei walked fast paced to the kitchen, quickly grabbed the phone, and dialed a number she knew by heart. As the dial tone picked up speed, she heard a male voice echoing through the receiver of the phone. It was a voice she well recognized, and she said hello without the faintest trace of doubt that it was he she was speaking to.
She felt confident enough to skip addressing him, and started right in with the conversation, telling him the finer details of the previous week. She told him everything about Horo, as he listened intently from the other end, hanging on to her every word. When she had finished with her reincarnation of this story, she could hear his laughter through the phone.
"Horo, you say? The one I had told you about weeks previous to today?" The anonymous speaker announced.
"The one and only. What do you suggest I do with him?" Mei replied sweetly. She could hear the laughter much louder than before, maniacal, spine tingling laughter.
"Oh, you know very well what I want out of you, but the question is, do you really want me to have to repeat it?"
"No." She said with a slight defiance in her tone of voice. She knew what he wanted, she always knew, but she didn't want to. She never wanted to, now more than ever.
Mei knew that she couldn't deny her master's request, but something told her that it would be harder than she thought.
She hung up the phone slowly, still immersed in thought, both good and bad. As she walked past Horo's room, she looked in to see him fast asleep. This worsened the weight that was clinging to her heart. She didn't want to talk to him at the moment, so she quietly tiptoed past his room, and down to her room.
She fell down on her bed, wrapped her silken bed sheets around herself, and cried herself to sleep. She did every time this happened, but much more now. Why does my master have to be so mean? Mei thought to herself as she slowly drifted of into a dreamless sleep. Why does he have to command me to do so? And finally she nodded off to sleep.
DarkTaoAngel: So, how was it? It really gives away the rest of the story, minus the surprise twist! Oh, and before I forget, Mei's middle name is Shaoa. That should kinda hint towards who she really is. Stay tuned for more chappies, coming as soon as I write them down!