Disclaimer: I do not own Shaman King.
"How many more minutes?" Hana mouthed the words with clenched teeth. His training regimen has started and he's clearly having a hard time.
"Ten more minutes - and you had asked me that five seconds ago." Anna flips a page of her magazine and briefly looks at Hana.
"How about now?" He inquired yet again.
"The jingling sound from this timer over here," She points to the gadget "will be your cue. One more whine from you and you'll get another ten. Okay?"
Gloom can be seen all over his face. His legs and knees were still throbbing from the long jog around town and his Mom just had to make him do the light chair. But then even before the ten kilometer run, he also had to do a hundred push-ups. At least he doesn't have to wear ankle straps - yet.
T-iinggggg!
The sound was bittersweet to his ears. It meant the end of the dreaded light chair exercise and the start of another.
He purposely fell on his back, arms and legs outstretched after an exasperated sigh. He briefly closed his eyes.
Aah, training sucks. He muttered to himself.
His eyes flung open almost on reflex when he felt a shadow looming over him.
"I bet you're starving." She bent down so that she could see him up close. "Hit the shower then go straight to the kitchen."
"O-okay."
Hana launched at the food as soon as Anna laid it on the table.
"I'm so hungry, I could eat a horse!" He explained. He almost choked to death when he swallowed a barely-chewed potato.
"No one's gonna steal the food from you Hana." She said as she handed him a glass of water. "When you're done, you need to do your homework."
"But I'm sooo tired..." A dangerous glare changed his mind "Y-you're right. Homework, yes."
The boy's room was a mess. His notebooks and pencils were scattered all over the room and his dirty clothes littered the wooden floors. Nonetheless, Anna was pleased to see that her son had completed his task - from the training down to his homework. Though it was a disgusting sight to have found her son drooling on his math book, he had done a great job.
She carefully removed the book, gathered all of his other stuff and placed it back to his bagpack. She then rearranged his position so that he's lying on his back and pulled the covers right up to his chest.
"Mom?" He said groggily. "Snuggle please?"
He didn't have to ask twice.
Best. Feeling. Ever. He smiled as he held onto her.
Worse. Day. Ever. He sighed.
His training is getting harder each day and he's feeling the strain on every part of his body.
He complains a lot but complaining only caused him extra on all his exercises.
Author's Note: I honestly had a hard time writing another chapter. :( It's frustrating when you really wanted to write something but nothing comes to mind. In any case, I hope you enjoy this one. Next chapter may take a while... a little busy lately. As usual, please review! :)
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~ash