More reviews have come. Along with new confusions.

Just to let everyone know, chapter 11 is an omake. It's a side story. And it's the original idea I had before I wrote this one. So there you have it. Hope you guys understand if you were confused. (Namely zaza98able.) But still, thanks a bunch! (BTW, I would really appreciate it if you guys didn't make the reviews run-on sentences. It kinda confuses me on what you're tryin' to say.)

Recap:

After a week of living with each other, Yoh and his friends set out for their second trip to America. As has Hao, Elen, and the remaining X-Laws. (I vaguely remember writing about them in my fan fic. Maybe I was dreaming on it? Oh well.)

Disclaimer: I don't own the title, "Shaman King," nor am I with any manga/anime companies in anyway. Though I do own a couple characters, so I DO own them. All characters I didn't make go to their respected owner, Takei Hiroyki-sensei.


Elen looked to her left. They were thousands of feet up, just as high as planes. She saw the one with Diana and all the rest, but didn't know they were in it.

'That plane's not own by any airline. Whoever owns it must be rich or something.' Elen commented. She turned her attention back to the east where they were headed. "Oh, that's right." She turned towards Hao. "So how'll we land without causing a scene? The Peninsula doesn't get much in the way of entertainment, so I'm sure they would notice two kids coming from the sky." Hao turned, and smiled at her.

"Don't worry. by the time we get there, it'll be dark, and all will be over-looked." His smile made her blush slightly, further amusing him.

"Demo." His big hand met her cheek, slowly caressing the skin on her face.

"Have a little faith in me." His deep brown eyes softened when they met those blue eyes. "Shaman's aren't as common in this day and age, so there probably won't be anyone to see us."

"Ok." She gave up. It seemed that he knew all the answers that she asked. His hand left her face, and their gazed turned back to the twilight sky.


2 hours left.

She was glad that they were getting off the plane soon. The clouds cleared a bit, and they could see the Pacific Ocean. All the travelers were asleep at the time. All except Diana herself. She stopped thinking about how to get stronger and the current situation, and started to focus on playing cupid for Tamao and Horo horo.

'Let's see. Horo horo-san definitely seems to like to eat. As any boy should. And Tamao-san definitely has that down.' She looked over to the Ainu, sitting a little ways down. She stretched, got up, and walked towards the blue-haired shaman.

"Oi! Horo Horo-san!" She flicked his forehead, and he woke up. Dazed.

"Wha- is it time to get off yet?" He seemed a bit drunk. But thankfully because it's against the law for there to be alcohol, he was just groggy. VERY groggy. He looked around, and noticed that they were the only two people awake. "Hey! Why'd you wake me up anyway, Diana! I was having a nice dream!" He was wide awake by now.

'Let me guess. It had something to do with Koro Pokkuru, and Fuki leaves.'

"A whole continent filled with Fuki leaves, untouched by the hands of man! And all the Koro Pokkuru were happily living there."

'Hit the nail on the head. WHAT THE HELL AM I THINKING WITH THESE TWO TOGETHER?!'

"I just wanted to ask you one thing." Despite her thoughts, she kept that cool look on her face.

"Ah? What is it?" She took a breath to relax a bit, and asked her question.


About an hours flight to California in a plane from NYC:

"But are you sure this is the right way?" A boy Yoh's and his friends age asked. He had some clothes that were either Native American or African I don't know which. (If anyone knows if this guy's wearing a skirt or pants or both, PLEASE contact me.)

"I'm positive, Chocolove-san. My dowsing is almost never wrong." A boy with a British accent replied. He had light green hair, and a green Sherlock Holmes-like outfit on. All except the hat and pipe. (Which I SWEAR the pipe and hat came with the outfit. But IDK. Who does? ._.)

Mic was roaming about the plane, careful not to disturb anyone at all. Morphine was busy gawking at the Sierra Nevada Mountains that were coming up just over the horizon.

Chocolove and Lyserg met coincidentally at the New York airport, and boarded the same plane together. Both in the Shaman Fight. Chocolove, with his key info collecting skills, had a hunch about the bay in California. Lyserg confirmed it with his crystal pendulum. Though not minding the stares of anyone passing by and watching.

"So what do you think California'll be like, Chocolove-san?" Lyserg asked.

"Not sure." He was blunt about that. "I heard that the fight'll be underwater, so we might not be able to get a good look of it."

"That's true. But I wonder how we'll get underwater. Submarine? Or maybe we'll have to use Over Souls."

"I'm sure the Patch have SOME way to get there. After all, it's the Patch."

"True." Lyserg felt his clothes being tugged by his fairy-like spirit. She was motioning him to look out the window. He looked at what she was pointing at, and became a little bit blue in the face.

"What is it?" Chocolove looked to where the spirit was pointing to and where Lyserg was looking. Hd was a bit shocked too.

Appearently a small white jet with the X-LAW symbol on it's wing and body.

"What the?! They're in the fight too?!" The joker exclaimed.


In the X-LAW plane:

"Jeanne-sama. Do you really want to do this?" He looked over at the petite girl. Her silver wavy hair flowing and shining, her blood red eyes and smile having a pleasant feel to them. Her attaier consisting of a fancy frilly (almost sickening girly to me,) black and white dress. He simply wore his X-LAW uniform, freshly cleaned for the fight.

"Yes, Marco." She stated simply. "Since Hao is no more, I would like to win this tournament to create an era of peace and justice." Marco was hiding his face with his glasses being pushed up by his white gloved hand. Obviously embarrassed that he asked such a question with an obvious answer. Jeanne looked out at the window, and faintly caught the silhouette of a boy with green hair in the plane next to them, and she blushed ever so small, thinking the boy was a certain former comrade from 1 year ago.


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