History's Flames

by CrysNaima

Formally Shaman King Manga 300: The Disaster of 500 years Semi-sequal to my Shaman King Manga 286. The past ALWAYS comes to haunt you, will Anna's past stop her and Yoh's strong relationship? And how does Hao's past effect them?

14. The Story Begins, Again

Shaman King 300: The Disaster of 500 years;

Chapter 14: The Story Begins…Again

OZOREZAN, JAPAN, 1992

Anna looked at Yoh; Yoh looked at Anna, both of them then turned to watch the leaving figure of a miniature Yoh and his parents. Anna slowly fell on her knees, her body positioning itself right in front of a big sakura tree. She cradled her head in her hands and softly whispered, "What in the Great Spirit's name is going on?"

Yoh face was one of surprise, "You don't know?" he dumbly asked her. In her confusion, Anna tried to lunge her hand at him but Yoh just held her hand at her side, wrapping his arms around her arms and waist, leaning in close to the side of her face.

"Nani?" He said with a lazy and confused mien, Anna glared at him as if she could burn holes right through him with her stare.

"Do you not listen to me?" She spat angrily. "I've told you before I don't remember anything, Yoh, I don't remember anything of this day!" she looked at his arms which were wrapped around her tiny waist, "Let go of me, Yoh," she ordered

"You would definitely kill me if I do let you go." Yoh reasoned out. He was just joking at that time, because the true reason he held her captive is because he likes the feeling of holding her close.

"You will die if you don't," she threatened him, her amber brown eyes trying to burn holes through him, she looked for a way to get him to let go because she was rapidly hating being so irritated and clueless. She began squirming her legs from under him, if she could just kick her leg once in that place…

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Yoh warned lightly, without warning he leaned his head in and kissed her on her lips, Anna's eyes widen at what he did and even it rendered her speechless, a blush staining her cheeks. When he pulled his face away Anna saw he was smiling widely seeing as he had finally gotten the upper hand over her, "Gomen," he apologized, that grin never leaving his face, "but that's the only way I could think of to calm you."

"You idiot," she muttered under her breathe, "You can let go of me now, you baka," she added calmly. Yoh did as he was told and soon regretted it, for before he knew it Anna's hand attacked his left cheek. SMACK!"That's for doing such things without my approval, you should know better!" she protested.

Yoh cupped his cheek with his hand, feeling a harsh sting as his hand touched the skin of his cheek, he let out a sigh, "Gomen, Anna," he replied sadly.

Anna sighed as well and scooted herself closer to him, then to Yoh's surprise she placed her head on Yoh's chest, "Anna…" he softly whispered, wrapping his arms around her as he said her name.

"Shut up," she softly ordered into his chest, "I'm trying to think."

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of her young musical voice nearby, Anna lifted her head off of Yoh's chest and both of them stared in the direction of the voice. Anna-chan was walking up to a sakura tree across from them, resting her back on it, and taking a deep sigh. "Curse that dang teacher for pairing me up with Shiori-san, that girl…she's scary. And she wants something from me, but…I haven't been much able to read her mind." She squirmed around and wrapped her arms around her small knees, placing her head on her knees to rest.

She was thinking of a lot. Too much for a girl her age. Would any girl think of how get rid or control her mysterious power of mind reading and the other strange quirks she beheld? I highly doubt it. But any normal girl would cry at her problems, and that was exactly what the small seven year old Kyoyama Anna wished to do. The tears would've begun to slowly from her childish eyes if she didn't hear footsteps approach her and stop right in front of her. Anna-chan slowly raised her head pushing back some of her long golden hair from her face. In front of her she saw something round and bright orange, it took the small girl a while to notice that a small boy with orange headphones was holding an orange in his hands, handing one to her.

If you would've seen the expressions on the Shaman King and Queen's face you would have died right on the spot, but they were too busy seeing the scene before them to even look at each other.

The young Asakura Yoh held out the orange to Anna-chan and gave her a boyish grin, "Oranges always make me happy," he said cheerfully. Anna-chan stared at the orange for a long while and the small Yoh's face fell, "Do you not like oranges?" he asked.

She blinked and instantly took it from the small boy's hand, "I love oranges, to be honest," she softly whispered so only he could hear her.

The boy's smile grew, "Me too!" he happily exclaimed, then he realized something, "Ano…my name is Asakura Yoh! Age seven."

The small blonde looked at him and a smile was tugging at her tiny lips, "Kyoyama Anna, age seven, hajimashite."

APRIL 2000, FUNBARI HILL

Nianna's POV

When its dark outside and you stare at the dark skies at this night you see that every once in a while a bright blade would make a cut through the sky's black skin, but yet the black skin would somehow manage to heal itself a stay that way until another blade would come back to injure it.

In many ways this was much like life, every once in a while something comes and harms your happiness but somehow you endure it, until the next event comes and does the same to you once more. The blade that was cutting to me was cruel, cruel and excruciatingly unfair, it was none other than the Shaman Prince himself, Asakura Hana.

Many must think me very quire to at one moment appear and proclaim of my love to Asakura Hao, then the next minute I am in love with this child, this lovely infant of an angel in my arms. The worst was that I do not have motherly feelings but more of feelings of actual love, oh how I wish to dearly curse my defects.

I look down at this child in my arms and I think. I think of how I am not supposed to be holding this child so lovingly in my arms, and how I am not supposed to exist at all, how I was a mistake. While I ponder this the door to my room slides open and I have no need to turn around to see who it is.

"Where have you been, Nagehiko?" I asked, hearing a tone of annoyment in my own voice, "You've been gone for hours," I ramble on, "how dare you leave without my-" I turn to look at him and immediately shut my mouth.

Nagehiko did not have his face covered or under the shadows, I saw his visage extremely well, it was the face that I recreated due to my loneliness.

"Why are you without cover for your face?" I asked, it seemed to me that all I was doing today was asking questions, but I didn't care the least of a bit.

He looked at me with those extremely dark brown eyes of his and walked over to a nearby drawer pulling it out and tying his pitch black hair in a high pony-tail, "I was out," was all he said.

How stubborn.

"Do I not have a right to know why?" I pushed farther, feeling my temper slowly rising to meet its limit.

This boy has always been this way, since I revived him, I have known him to be this way, a stubborn aloof fool. Why do I put up with him? Because if I left him he would be like I was, alone and depressed. Why not destroy him? Because I would feel like Goldva if I were to do that.

But what many people would ask me around this time if I were saying these things aloud would be, 'What do you mean by reviving him?'

A lonely person would usually play with dolls or have a little toy to play with or something to keep them company so that they may not feel so alone in this enormous world. I on the other hand would play with dirt. I remember looking through paintings of the old Ten Patch Priests, and I remember seeing Nagehiko's face among them.

Yes…Nagehiko was a Patch Priest 500 years ago, he used to be an enemy of Asakura Hao, he wished to kill him even if it cost him his own life, but once, when he went out to end Asakura's life, he was easily defeated by one of Hao's closest allies, Asakura Annai. But during the Shaman Fight, Annai was killed as revenge for her team killing many shamans that had gone against Hao. Nagehiko went mad with rage, killing all who fitted Hao's view of a "weak shaman" just as Annai had before her death. Nagehiko's death was a sad one, but also one too confusing to understand or remember.

But what I shall always remember is Nagehiko's face in that painting of The Patch 500 years ago. A burdening face of depression, the face of a bird that cannot fly, the face of a wolf that cannot hunt, the face that's meaning is the definition of sadness itself.

That face was the reason I chose him to accompany me, me and my pitiful self in my solitude.

His big brown eyes looked at me, a strange look of worry found in his eyes, "You have just as much right to know as immigrants have a right to live in America," he spoke up.

"They have plenty of right," I remarked at him, my tone very grave, if Hana was not in my hands at the moment then he would've have a handprint stinging him on his left cheek.

He should be grateful of the Shaman Prince.

"Not the illegal ones."

That did it.

You couldn't imagine the idiot's face as I placed Hana down on the futon and slapped him hard, causing him to fall back against the wall. The band he tied around his hair ripped, his black hair coming onto his face, hiding his expression from my view.

"You have a lot of nerve talking to me this way, Nagehiko," I began, feeling rage come to me so fast that the speed of light would be considered a turtle instead of the fastest thing known to man, "I am the one that revived you, you idiot! Your purpose is to make the rest of my life enjoyable, to be my friend, not my lover, or an aloof stuck up boy! I ask you, what is your problem!" my voice had finally reached the highest it could go, allowing all the rage to flow out of me with just those few but hurting words, it left just as fast as it came.

He stood up, slowly, his hand still cupping his possibly stinging cheek; those dark strands of hair still covered his eyes from any possible emotion visible to me. At least, that was until he raised his head and looked dead at me with those pitiful but powerful eyes. "Annaka saw me," he finally told me, his eyes turning themselves away from me, "she saw me face and acknowledged me."

This was a problem. For Annaka-san to know and remember Nagehiko…meant she remembers everything from her previous life…meaning…Soraguimi was going to act fast with their plans.

Whatever their plans were…

To be honest and make things clear, Soraguimi are not truly my allies or friends of mine, I found them in America at a cemetery.

I was out for a walk with Nagehiko, who had never shown his face to anyone but me, keeping his visage a secret to the outside world. We were going to the cemetery to offer my respects to the spirits, and ask all of them forgiveness for me being alive and still replacing Anna-dono's position as Shaman Queen. You see around that time, I was supposed to be dead, but I had escape, making it seem to both Goldva and Nichrome that I was dead.

When we reached the cemetery it was really quiet, and it was nighttime, the time of the 24 hours where spirits would all appear from their grave stones. I remember feeling no auras of any human spirit, the place was practically empty and without any souls.

Behind me, Nagehiko kept quiet, the only sound among the place was his breathing. "Nianna…" he started, a threatening warning bubbling in his voice.

Ignoring his tone I went through the gates. He should've known better than to warn me of something, I never listen to anyone, I am known to know what to do when I have to, I was after all a copy of the great Shaman Queen.

It was when I got to the biggest gravestone in the whole cemetery, that I saw them for the first time.

The three of them were each one top of a gravestone, a small pixie-like girl on the biggest of all. She was gazing at the stars, but her eyes seemed somewhere else, somewhere far, far in time…

I felt Nagehiko stiffen behind me when he finally caught up to me, and his breathing completely stopped.

The pixie girl's eyes came back to this time and her mouth curves upwards showing some bright and perfect white teeth, then her head turned in my direction, and I caught a good glimpse of her deep amber eyes. "Konnichiwa," she said in a soft childish voice, much to my surprise, for the girl's figure looked of my age, not the age of her voice.

A boy with unruly sandy blonde hair looked at me, his amber eyes glaring holes right through me, showing me some strange emotion unknown to me, and a growl softly escaped his lips, causing Nagehiko to snarl back. A woman with long wine colored glared at the boy and swiftly kicked the gravestone on which the boy sat, causing it to shatter into pieces, each one falling to the ground, the boy falling down with them.

The boy's expression was one full of shame, but I could see in his eyes a hint of angry rebellion.

"Sorry," he muttered to the wine haired girl, he was beyond irritated.

The pixie girl leaped off her stone and walked over to me, ignoring the other two among her, "Konnichiwa," she said once more, "Alice desu, hajimashite Nianna-san, Nagehiko-kun."

That's how I met Soraguimi, I remember it well, very well, I remember raising my brows at her and asking her how she knew Nagehiko's and my name.

She said, 'It's hard not to know the name of people who are also as lonely as us.'

Those words got to me, and as a result they came along with me and Nagehiko, and they told me of the reason they were at the cemetery.

'We were looking for someone who was very close to us," Arisu told us, "she was killed long ago, so we're-"

"Arisu…" Emmetto growled in a grave and dangerous tone of warning.

"Shut up, Em," Wilhelmina ordered the boy, the blonde glared at her, but she ignored him.

Arisu sighed, "You'll have to excuse those two, our deceased friend was Wilhelmina's best friend and Emmetto's love," she informed me and Nagehiko, a hint of mockery in her voice.

"How'd she die?" I dully asked.

All three of them stopped walking, I saw Emmetto clench his hands into super tight fists, Wilhelmina lowered her head, tons of red curls covering her face. Arisu was the only one to answer me. "She was murdered…" she softly said, something hidden in her voice, "we had to suffer because of her death," her lips curled downward, "we're planning on finding a way to bring her back."

Whatever their planning can't be good…

Nagehiko threw himself down on the ground, placing his head on his knees, and putting both hands on his head. "Annai…" I heard him whisper to himself.

I turned my head to look out the window, seeing my own reflection in the glass. I had a few curses in my life, I knew that. One was my curse of being a defected copy of the Shaman Queen, Anna. Two, was my curse of falling in love with the almost 3 week old Shaman Prince due to my defection. And three, was my curse of looking like Anna, Annaka, and…Asakura Annai.

NORMAL P.O.V

The heavy rain beat against the roof of the house in the form of large pebbles and rolled onto the ground below. Unusual darkness filled the sky, causing the looming trees in the distance to appear as shadows. Fierce lightning briefly broke through the night as if daybreak had arrived, and thunder clapped violently and loudly through the air.

Despite the wind knocking small branches of adjacent trees against the earth, Manta ran as fast as he could, trying to dodge the rain drops and clashes of lightning that filled the night. He let out a huge sigh of relief when he got to the door of the inn, he turned around and waved good-bye to Tamurazaki, who waved back from the black car and drove off.

Manta turned to the door and let out another sigh. 'Everyone must be asleep,'he thought to himself, after all it was almost night time and the rain causes people to go to sleep much earlier than normal. He softly knocked on the door and turned the knob, entering the future Funbari Inn.

The house was silent, scarcely silent, making Manta shiver as he walked down the halls to reach the living room.

He entered the living room and saw the huge enlarged photo of all his friends on the wall; he would've laughed at the craziness of the picture if only he didn't see someone else staring at it as well.

Tamao sat on the edge of the couch in her yukata, eyeing the picture very fondly. Manta noticed that her eyes were very glass-like and every few seconds, he was about to go and walk over to her until her noticed that she suddenly clenched both her fists and her teeth, turning her mien into an unusual one.

A loud clash of thunder was heard outside and during those few milliseconds of noise and great blinding light Manta saw a different Tamao.

It happened quick but in those few milliseconds Tamao's hair had grown past her waist, her skin was a bit paler, and her eyes stayed pink but they seemed vicious and violent. When the clash and light of thunder vanished, the view of the violent Tamao vanished just as quickly as the strike came and went.

Manta blinked, and an intensely cold chill went down his spine, his eyes were wide but he rapidly rubbed them with his hands to make sure what he saw was true. When he looked up once more he saw Tamao looking at him, rubbing her tears away with the sleeve of her yukata. "Ah, Manta-kun," she said softly, "I didn't know you were going to spend the night here, I would've prepared your room if I knew," she apologized.

She stood up and straightened up her yukata, "Would you like something to each?" she kindly asked, "I'm pretty sure the rain makes many people hungry," she added. Manta gave a slow nod and watched Tamao disappear into the kitchen.

Manta went and sat down on the living room couch, placing his suitcase on the table, he stared at the photo, viewing the happy faces of all of his friends. But his eyes kept on wandering to Yoh and Anna's face, oh how long would it be until those two would come back and everything would be back to normal? Manta didn't know.

"I know what you're thinking," a voice stated from behind him.

The small Oyamada boy turned his head and saw Nianna in her yukata, leaning against the couch, her eyes not looking at Manta, but instead looking at the enlarged image on the wall. "'How long will take until those two come back?'" she said, quoting Manta's thoughts.

Manta's eyes widened, wasn't it that this copy of Anna could read minds? Then how…?

Nianna closed her eyes and softly chuckled, "I can't read minds, but the look on your face tells me what goes on in your head. Over my three years of solitude I have found that people form their expressions through their thoughts, so I use this knowledge to make up for my missing Reishi."

Manta eyed the girl carefully, noticing for once that the way she spoke was proper, and that she, like Anna, always had a stern face, not letting many see her emotions. "You speak too proper to be only 3 years old," he accidentally stated aloud, his thoughts leaving his head through his mouth.

The black haired Anna looked down at Manta, causing him to get a sudden cold chill down his body, Nianna's lips curled upwards. "I guess you could say it's another one of my glitches," she joked, "I also don't look three years old, do I?" –Manta shook his head- "Well I'm guessing that it's due to me supposed to being an exact copy of Anna, so in order for me to be that way I have to grow both physically and mentally."

"Oh!" Manta exclaimed, "I get it know!"

Nianna nodded, "But anyways, let's get back to you. Do you have any clue how long the average time the Shaman King rests inside the Great Spirit is?"

Before Manta could respond, Amidamaru appeared beside Nianna, his head lowered. "Nianna-san…is the average not 10 hours?" he asked worriedly, remembering the information Avaf gave out while they were all on their journey to defeat Hao in the Mu continent.

There was silence in the room for a few moments. Manta braced himself for whatever response would come from the girl. Nianna sighed sadly and replied curtly, "Hai."

Lightning lit the sky as the thunder bellowed violently through the night air. The wind picked up its pace and blew the leaves and small sticks over the grass. Although the stage had been set for a storm, there was no moisture from the sky, only the harsh sound of thunder, from behind Manta heard the shattering of glass. He turned around and saw Tamao, pink eyes wide, mouth opened in an "o" shape, and the pieces of broken glass right at her feet. "N-nani?" she softly whispered, her body shaking at an abnormal speed, "What. Did. You. Say?" she asked taking harsh steps towards Nianna.

Manta looked from Nianna to Tamao and back, Tamao's eyes were as he saw them moments ago, bright, vicious, malevolent, and deadly. Nianna, on the other hand, was as calm as Anna would be in any kind of situation; her face was stern as she saw Tamao approach her. She just shrugged, "The average time for the Shaman King to be inside the Great Spirit is 10 hours," she repeated once more.

Tamao began shaking once more, and Manta kept on seeing the same image as the lightning in the sky increased. "You're saying that something could be wrong with my Yoh-sama?" she asked, her tone grave and unusual.

Nianna raised a perfect brow up at the girl, the violence of the thunderstorm had not yet passed and the sound of the water rolling down the sides of the house was no longer soothing, she took a few steps over to where Tamao stood, then she lowered her head so that it could be leveled with Tamao's, "Last time I checked, Tamao Tamamura," she began, "Yoh-sama. Is. Not. Yours."

Even with the clash of thunder could compete with the gruesome sound of the slap Nianna received at that moment. Manta and Amidamaru stared in equal horror, and suddenly Ponchi and Konchi appeared at Tamao's side, equally shocked. "Tamao!" they both shouted in shock.

"SHUT UP!" the pink haired shaman shouted, in a tone never been heard through her lips. Her head swiftly turned to glare at the two cowardly spirits, who were now hiding behind Manta and Amidamaru. Tamao turned her glare back to the copy of Anna. "You…" she hissed, "you remind me of the three people I hate, and hated, since the day I've met them." She began to eye Nianna's face, "Those eyes, that mien…that face, all of it looks like those of those three."

Manta was too frightened at the moment to notice something strange in those words that Tamao spoke but Amidamaru noticed. The samurai noticed that Tamao had said Nianna looked like three people, Amidamaru could only think of two off the top of his head, Anna-dono, Annaka-dono…who was the third one?

The black haired Patch didn't say anything for the first few passing moments; she just stood there with her hair covering her eyes, until Tamao heard her chuckle. Nianna lifted her head, letting Tamao see that the slap on her left cheek left no mark what so ever, "Is that the best you can do, Tamamura?" she snapped, and before the pink haired shaman could respond, she felt a sharp pain in her gut, sending her back onto the couch.

"Ah! Nianna-san!" Manta called, trying to calm the dark haired Anna. But Nianna wouldn't listen instead she smirked at Tamao.

"Is that really all you got, Tamamura?" she asked again, "Why not show me your true form? Instead of this weak human façade you hide behind of?"

Tamao clenched her teeth together and slowly pushed herself up. "You…" she muttered to herself, slowly catching her breath after the blow. She took one step forward before she felt something tight wrap itself around her arms and upper body. The girl swung her head around to catch a glimpse of Hao leaning against the living room wall with his teasing smile, Annaka was right in front of him, holding Anna's 1080 beads in her hand. Tamao's eyes narrowed as she quickly closed up all emotions that seemed to be pouring out of her mind. "Why must youget in my way?" she snapped angrily at the blonde, "You're an eyesore to me, Annaka."

Annaka's eyes grew wide as those words echoed in her head, but then she instantly narrowed them at Tamao who only glared back. Hao took a long sigh and sat on the couch that was to Tamao's side.

Hao's eyes stared into her own blank pink eyes almost as if he could see straight through her. Tamao couldn't help but start feeling awkward under the stare. "You've been acting pretty strange, Tamao, care to tell us what is going on in your head?" he asked, his eyes having that fiery look in them that told you he was in your head.

"No need," Annaka replied, taking a few steps towards the girl, quickly waving her hand in front of her face, causing Tamao to rapidly fall to the ground. As Manta watched all this the blonde turned to him and Amidamaru, "What is all this commotion about, Oyamada?" she asked in a stern tone.

Manta froze for the first few seconds until Amidamaru tried to nudge him, "Ah! N-Nianna-san was telling us h-how the Shaman King is in the G-Great S-Spirit on a 10 hour average and then T-Tamao just suddenly started acting this way!" he said extremely fast, trying his best not to stutter on every word.

Hao looked at Annaka, Annaka looked at Hao, then both turned to Manta. "Oyamada," Hao began, "the Anna-copy is upstairs in her assigned bedroom," he informed him.

Manta's mouth dropped open, "Wah? How can you say that when she right-"

"-Manta-dono she's gone!"

Manta turned to look behind him, and Amidamaru was right, Nianna was gone, "Na…ni?" he asked.

Amidamaru turned to Annaka and Hao, "But Hao, Annaka-dono, she was really there! Manta-dono and I both saw her there talking to us!" he promised.

Hao closed his eyes and rested his head on his hand, "Ponchi, Konchi," he suddenly called out. The two disturbing spirits appeared beside Amidamaru, both shaking in fear of the Great Asakura Hao calling them.

"H-hai!" they both answered at the same time.

Hao opened his eyes, "Did you two…also see Anna's copy here?" he asked them.

"H-hai, sir!" they both said, both also saluting like two ridiculous looking soldiers, "She was here right when you two entered too!"

"I didn't see anyone when we came in, did you Seyram?" a voice asked from the kitchen doorway. Manta, Amidamaru, Ponchi, and Konchi, all turned and saw Redseb and Seyram both standing at the doorway to the kitchen of the inn. Redseb was leaning against the wall while Seyram just stood there looking shyly at the floor with her hand folded together in front of her. To answer her older brother she slowly shook her head, "Iie," she softly spoke, then she slowly raised her head to see Manta, "Konnichiwa," she said to him.

Amidamaru's eyes widened, "Redseb-dono, Seyram-dono! When did you two arrive?" he exclaimed.

Seyram looked to the ground once more as she spoke, "We brought Hao and Annaka here on Golem," she said slowly.

"That's right!" Redseb added, "We were coming back from checking on Anna and Yoh at Mu, but the Patch told us they still haven't woken up, so we couldn't see them…the bastards."

Manta lowered his head, his long sandy hair covering his eyes, "Is something wrong with Yoh-kun?" he softly asked, his question being referred to Annaka and Hao.

Annaka closed her eyes, 'It's complicated, Oyamada," she began, "There were way too many things out of order. Anna getting killed, Hao becoming dethrone, Yoh becoming king, Anna being revived, the resurrection of many souls such as I. it obviously would take time for the Great Spirit to become ready to give Asakura Yoh his title. But, there will be one huge difference when they will be crowned."

Manta raised his head, "What?"

Hao turned his head to view his brother's vertically challenged friend, his eyes completely serious while the rest of his face was relaxed, "Manta…becoming the Shaman King is the same thing as dying." Manta froze in place, Amidamaru lowered his head, Ponchi and Konchi froze and fell to the ground with their legs crossed. Seeing their reactions, Hao went on, "The Shaman Fight is the fight decided by this planet's God, and happens once every 500 years. Obviously there aren't any 500 year old humans around. In reality the average 10 hours it takes to merge with the Great Spirit is a 10 hour process of your soul becoming invincible. It makes since doesn't it? Unless you're an Onmyoji or an itako you can't beat a spirit, but let me remind you that this is a spirit with the power to oversoul and use unstoppable power."

"As for Anna," Annaka added, hearing the thoughts of Ponchi and Konchi, "She too possesses this ability. As Shaman Queen, we already have the Great Spirit as our oversoul, but aren't allowed to use it due to us having to keep our identity a secret."

"Why would you have to keep that a secret?" Manta asked, his eyes wide open, "If such a Queen we to appear then would that narrow down the competitors? You could eliminate all the women, all the people not of the Queens age group, and other things as well. Why keep it a secret?"

"Because if anyone were to find out of the Queen's power, they would want it for themselves," answered a voice from afar. All heads turned to see Jane standing at the staircase in her white yukata, her silver hair wet and spread out. "The life of a Shaman Queen is a difficult one," she went on, ignoring the perverted looks she was receiving from the two repulsive spirits beside Tamao. "The Shaman Queen is determined by only one thing, hair color."

"Hair color, Jane-dono?"

Jane nodded her head, "The Shaman Queen is the only member of our tribe to have blonde hair, and this is due to blonde representing gold, one of the points in the five elements of nature."

"B-but Anna's real mother was blonde was she not?" Manta exclaimed, stressed by this new information that he had never heard of. "If she was blonde how come they didn't pick her?"

"It's complicated, Manta," the Patch women responded, she let out a small sigh and then pointed to her hair, "You see the color of my hair do you not?" –Manta and Amidamaru nodded- "This is not my natural hair color," she replied. "All Patch women have natural black hair, but…the ones who give birth to the Shaman Queen and Shaman Priestess, have a change in hair color during the months of pregnancy, this tell our tribe to be more careful with the child in the womb. Though some mothers, such as my sister, die in the process of giving birth to the Shaman Queen, so hair color, for the mothers, does not matter in the end."

"The natural blonde that is born every 500 years is chosen by the Great Spirit to be the Shaman Queen," Annaka informed once more, "Then the silver haired girl that is also born every 500 years is chosen by the Great Spirit to be the Shaman Priestess, her job is to protect the Shaman Queen from any harm."

"And to be a great nuisance," Hao smirked, earning a bump on the head from Annaka.

"I think we have said enough for one night," the blonde said in an irritated tone, a vain showing on one of her temples as she eyed her husband, "I think we should all follow Tamao's example of what we should do and go to bed."

"YOU'RE THE ONE WHO MADE HER FALL UNCONSIOUS!" Manta accused her.

Annaka shrugged, "Either way, it's late, that meeting with the principal took to long to my liking. It's time for little children to be in bed." Her eyes turned to look at Redseb and Seyram at the kitchen doorway, Redseb crossed his arm behind his head and gave a childish frown.

"I don't wanna go to sleep yet though!" the small dark blonde boy groaned.

"You get to sleep in Anna's room," Hao said in a playful tone, a smirk creeping up his face as those words left his mouth.

Redseb's eyes suddenly lit up and a huge smile appeared on his face, "You know" he began, yawning and stretching in an exaggerated manner, "Suddenly I'm very tired," he lied, immediately getting up and running up the stairs, shouting, "Well I'll guess I'll go to bed then!" Seyram followed slowly behind, softly muttering, "Wait Redseb," as she walked after her brother.

"By the way, Manta," Hao said, stepping in to the conversation, "next tell that idiot of a principal to tell us of the graduation exam, instead of finding a way to get us in trouble so we could take it against our own free will."

Manta sweat dropped as he remembered that he was in charge of informing Hao and Annaka of the exam the principal requested of, "H-hai, I'll do that next time," he lied, hoping neither Hao nor Annaka will notice his little fib.

Jane pulled back the sleeve of her yukata, pulling off a hair bow from her wrist and using it to tie her long wet hair, "Well," she said as she pulled her hair up into a high ponytail, "Annaka-san is right, it is getting late." She walked over to Tamao's unconscious body and picked her up in her arms. Then she turned to Manta, "Come on, Manta-kun, I shall go prepare your room for you, instead of Tamao having to do it."

Both Hao and Annaka watched as Jane carried off Tamao, with Manta, Amidamaru, Ponchi, and Konchi following directly behind her. "Do you think we told Oyamada too much?" the blonde asked her husband, her face stern but her eyes filled with a strange and unusual mixture of worry.

Hao relaxed himself a bit more on the couch, crossing his arms behind his head, leaning back against the pillows of the couch, "On the contrary," he replied, "I don't think we told him enough. You heard it didn't you? His mind was full of questions; he wished to know about Tamao's sudden change and about the sudden disappearance of Anna's copy."

"I only have a guess about one of those though," Annaka admitted, her mind set in a place where Hao could enter or know of what she talked.

"You're an eyesore to me."

Annaka shifted her head to give a quick glare to the person behind her. Beside her a strange looking boy with red hair and green eyes also looked back, innocently looking at the person who had just insulted his mistress. Annaka got up and looked dead into the person's eyes, her expression calm and relaxed, "And why would I be that to you if we just met?" she asked in an innocent tone of voice.

The girl her age glared at her, but calmly relaxed the rest of mien, "If you are to come between Hao and I, I swear to you, you shall see your grave."

Annaka raised a brow, the small red haired boy beside her shifting uncomfortably, "I wasn't planning on even thinking of such things. Though your love for him could be questioned…"

"Stay. Away. From. Him!" the girl hissed through her perfectly white clenched teeth, "I suggest you leave before you regret ever living."

Letting out a small breath, the blonde began walking, "It's late, and we should also get some rest."

"I'll catch up in a minute," Hao told her, his tone a little too calm to his wife's liking, when he saw her raise a brow at him he smiled. "Nani? I just want to talk to my brother for a bit," he said, pointing to the large photo on the wall.

Annaka looked at him blankly for a few seconds before turning her back to him, "Don't take too long," she ordered, then she walked up the stairs silently.

When he heard the door to their room slide shut, he stood and walked over to the giant photo that took up the whole wall, he looked at his brother's image in the photo and smirked, "You sure cause a lot of trouble for everyone, all your friends worry about you constantly, little brother, it's bothersome, but it's what you called friendship, am I right?"

The great head of the Asakura home then turned to the stairs, his back turned to the living room window, "Without Emmetto being near you to numb your thoughts I can hear you pretty well in my head," he said in a soft, but loud enough whisper, "I don't like people playing with the heads of my younger brother's friends, so how about you keep your images to yourself, though your ability has improved, I'm impressed. Go on with whatever you're doing, as long as it does not harm my family or my brother's friends, but if you do, hmp, I'm sure you'll regret it."

He turned his head to view the image of his brother once more, "Goodnight little brother…" then he turned back to the stairs, "oh…and goodnight to you too…Wilhelmina."

Jane closed the door to Manta's room, "Have a nice slumber, Oyamada Manta," she said before turning around and walking down the hallway. She made it to her room before she heard some chuckling behind her, she turned around and saw Asanoha standing in front of her bedroom.

"It's not like you to lie, Jane," she said with a smile, "I'm quite surprised."

Jane gave a small frown, "I only told half the truth-"

"It's still a lie," Asanoha declared. "You didn't explain to them how your sister was different than all the other Shaman Queen mothers, instead you told of how the hair color changes for all of them."

Jane turned her back on the blonde Asakura, "Does it even matter?"

"Hmm, I don't know, you tell me, Maiden's-oka-san." Jane turned around and suddenly her eyes grew. Right behind her stood both Diethyl Lyserg and the great Tao Ren, "I'll ask you one more time, Maiden's-oka-san," Ren told her, "how important is the secret of your sister?"

Jane frowned, then she closed her eyes and sighed, "Come inside," she ordered, opening the door to her room.

Jane entered her room, bringing three cups of tea and one jar of milk setting it down on the small wooden table inside her room.

"I apologize for the intrusion, Jane-sama," Lyserg apologized dearly as he sat on the small wooden table in Jane's room, "but I was coming back from the bathroom and Ren-kun-"

"Was getting my third jar of milk," Ren finished, "I drink three jars a day at the same time each day and I was on my way to get my third one so I could begin my rest."

"I see," Asanoha said with a gentle smile, "so it was just a coincidence that you passed by while we were talking of this subject. You two got lucky."

"I forgive Lyserg-san, due to him taking such good care of my daughter," Jane informed, then she glared at Ren, "but I have no clue as to why I have to tell you of my secret. But it can't be helped. I am now forced to tell you."

At this time the storm outside had lightened, only small smooth droplets of rain could be heard hitting the roof billions by billions. The room silenced as the patch priestess stood and walked over to a drawer and pulled out a folder, then she threw that folder on the table, the folder opened itself up and antique images could be seen inside.

"That is my sister the great Patch Priestess Asana, also known as Anna the Itako the first."

Ren raised a brow, "Anna the Itako the first? You're referring Yoh's wife as to being Anna the Itako the second?" he asked, taking one of the pictures and eying it out of curiosity. The picture showed a blonde girl with long hair pulled back into a low pony tail, and a red scarf over her head with a horizontal pattern of white diamonds; she wore a loose and sleeveless black shirt with some over sized light grey shorts, in her hand was a samurai's sword.

"She looks a lot like Anna-san," Lyserg commented, looking over Ren's shoulder, eyeing the picture in amazement. The gentle green haired boy raised his head to speak to Jane, "You said something about a change in hair color, Jane-sama? Could you explain this to us?" he added with a kind smile.

"As if she had a choice," Asanoha added with a small smile, "I'd hate to know what my son would do when he finds out you didn't tell him about this."

A vain popped on the blue-haired Patch's temple, she took a deep breath and turned to the two friends of the great Shaman King, "You see, you two, all Patch women have natural black hair, but…the ones who give birth to the Shaman Queen and Shaman Priestess, have a change in hair color during the months of pregnancy, this tell our tribe to be more careful with the child in the womb. But my sister's change in hair color was due to another reason..."

"I was four years old when this happened, and I had a strange vision of my two year old sister, Asana. I told Goldva of it, and she told me that the Great Spirit must've chosen my sister for a great task, I found the interpretation of my vision quite quire but I had to accept it. Two months before Asana's 3rd birthday I had another vision of her, this time I saw that someone was trying to kill Asana, saying that she was a threat because she held the Great Spirit's child. Goldva immediately took action after hearing me tell my vision, she got a hold of Asana, saying that we had to protect her and her future child, Goldva took Asana to the last room on Mu, and when he brought my sister out, she had blonde hair and hazel eyes. My fiancé, Cadm, told me later that Goldva had asked the Great Spirit to merge Asana's soul with another spirit's, in order to protect her from any harm. The plan was to hand my sister off to another family, and that when she would be become older we would send a Patch to retrieve her."

"And it worked too," Asanoha added to Jane's story, "Though it was a bit ironic that the Great Spirit had chosen my spirit to be merged with Asana's soul. The mother of the Shaman Fight's most dangerous participant," she added, placing her index finger on her chin and looking upwards, "hmm, I do wonder why I was chosen."

"Is it not obvious?" Lyserg asked, taking a sip of his tea, "I believe that maybe Hao sensed the soul of his mother, so he found Asana-san and through that he found Anna-san. If Hao would've never found Anna-san then the Patch would have no reason to abandon Anna-san in order to protect her, and Anna-san would've never found Yoh-kun."

"…"

"That makes sense, you're really smart, Lyserg-kun!" Jane exclaimed, softly patting Lyserg on the head, "You'll become a great detective and make your father's soul proud!"

Lyserg blushed and hid his eyes behind his bangs, "Arigatou, Jane-sama," he said softly.

Ren rolled his eyes, and took a large gulp of his milk, 'Anna the Itako the First, huh?'he placed his bottle down and picked up another picture, slowly flipping and analyzing each one. There were plenty of pictures to flip through, pictures of Anna the 1st with her adoptive itako grandmother, Anna the 1st working at the inn, then Ren stopped flipping when he came to one picture. He looked at the picture closely, Anna he 1st was in a photo with a small light brown headed girl with short hair in a faint light pink dress, a boy with white hair stood beside her in a Buddhist outfit. Ren raised a brow, where had he seen that face? 'Ah!'"Why is Sati's guardian spirit in this photo?"

Asanoha raised a brow and reached over to take the photo out of the Tao's hand, "Hmm, now that I look at it, hai, I remember this. That girl with the short light brown hair is Sati when she was 10, she was abandoned by both her parents and was raised by a poor priest, she met her guardian spirit when a group of gangsters came to the temple where she lived at and were about to steal a statue of the Thousand-Hand Kannon, Sati tried to stop them but the gangsters threatened her saying the statue couldn't help her in anything. But the Thousand-Hand Kannon's spirit came to life and threatened the gangsters not to harm Sati. The gangsters ran and vowed revenge."

"And how do youknow this?" the great Tao Ren asked the blonde Asakura, curious but at the same time aloof.

Asanoha gave a soft smile, "You forget that I was merged with Asana/Anna I's spirit, I remember all she went through." She closed her eyes, then she placed her hands on the table and stood up, "Well this has all been fun, but little boys do need to go and sleep."

"Ah, hai, Asanoha-san!" Lyserg said as he began to rise, then Asanoha piped up once more.

"Now that I think about it," she said to herself, "the two of you should have gone to bed earlier, after all you two do half to protect the girl you both love from any perverts at that school." She smiled, "We both entrust you with the Iron Maiden, who you both seem to love so much."

Silence~~~~~~~

"Nani? What are you saying woman?" the great Tao Ren protested, standing from the table, showing his disapproval of the Asakura's words. "To think you would even think of such thing!"

Bason appeared behind his master, "Ah my Bochima is mad!"

Jane rested her chin on the palm of her hand, "Hmp, what a rude young man," she looked up at Ren's face, and cocked a perfect brow, "Uh, Tao-san you seem to be…blushing…"

Lyserg looked up at this and indeed Tao Ren was blushing to the spike of his hair, Lyserg's eyes widened in realization of Asanoha's comment and connected that to the blush. 'Ren-kun…could it be that you also…?'

Ren turned his back on the British boy, as well as the other two in the room, "Don't get any stupid ideas," he warned, making his way out the door, slamming the door behind him.

Lyserg shot up and ran to the door, slamming it open and turning to look to his left, "Ren-kun! Ren-kun, wait!" He turned to the two inside the room, "Please forgive me!" he apologized and ran out of the room and down the hall.

"Ren-kun, please wait! Ren-kun!" Lyserg called out as Ren speed walked in front of him, suddenly the British green haired boy was becoming tired, he suddenly stopped and bent over, placing his hands on his bent knees, "Ren-kun…" he said through harsh breaths, "I have to know…do you…do you like Jeanne-sama?" he blurted out.

The Tao miraculously stopped dead in his tracks, his giant Chinese spirit appearing beside him, Ren kept his back towards the green haired boy on the ground, "Bason," he called, "go and prepare my room." Bason agreed and immediately disappeared as his Bochima ordered.

Lyserg noticed that Ren was very hesitant in speaking, he saw him clench his hands into fists, and saw him shake in anger. "Ren-kun…is it true?" he asked, hoping, wishing, begging Kami-sama that it wasn't true, that for once he would be completely wrong in his observations.

"Does it really matter?" Ren asked dully, slightly turned his head at an angle, one only being able to view a 90 degree angle of his face, "Does it really matter if I do or not? If I did, I'm not an idiot, I know I couldn't even be an option. It's worthless for her to waste her time with someone as unworthy as me. So really Lyserg, does it matter?"

Lyserg looked at the wooden floor boards of the inn, he knew how Ren felt, oh how he knew, "Maybe she could consider, you never know Ren-kun, you…could probably take better care of her than I could…" he admitted.

Ren kept looking at him, staring him with the blankest mien he had ever had on his face, then released his gaze and turned away. "Don't say stupid things," he said before walking over to him room and locking himself inside.

Lyserg suddenly stood straight, his gaze not letting go of the inn's floor boards, his mind filled with many, many thoughts…

'I, too,'he said mentally to himself,'I, too, know I am so unworthy that I am not an option…'

"What. The. Hell?" Anna whispered to herself upon seeing her and Yoh's younger selves interacting. Yoh was equally surprised in seeing this, but he was unable to say anything due to his shock.

"So why do you look so sad, Anna-chan?" the young Yoh asked the small girl, he took a seat beside of her under the Sakura tree.

Anna-chan looked down at her orange and began to slowly peel it, "It's complicated," she said softly, dropping the peels slowly to the ground.

Yoh-kun blinked and tilted his head slightly to the side, "Complicated how?" he asked, popping a slice of orange into his mouth.

"I doubt you could understand," Anna-chan quickly protested, "I mean it's not like your father thinks you're a demon just because you can hear what people are thinking…" she took a deep sigh, "What am I saying?" she asked herself, "Of course you wouldn't understand, you probably have a very close family…unlike mine…"

"I get what you're saying."

Anna-chan raised her head in shock and stared at Yoh-kun with wide eyes, the small Asakura laughed sheepishly and scratched the back of his head, "He, don't look so surprised," he pleaded, "but I do get what you're saying…you see…my family isn't that close either."

"Really?" the small blonde asked, raising a small brow as Yoh began to tell of his story.

"Hai, I you see I belong to the Asakura Clan, we are very strict in Shamanism, so all the kids in my school have called me demon child, so I stopped going to school, because it was too much for me. You see…I have no friends," he said these last four words in a depressed tone, knowing that he was telling an unknown girl his secrets, but he didn't seem to care, "As for my family…my otou-san is always out hiking or climbing mountains so I never see him…this trip is actually my second time seeing him. As for the rest of my family…well my grandma is in this area, trying to find me a wife, while my grandpa is training me hard so I can accomplish my reason of birth."

Anna-chan blinked as she heard Yoh-kun's story. 'Could it be that this boy is somehow the same as me?'she asked herself, "Yoh-kun," she began slowly, continuing to peel her orange, "what is Shamanism?" she asked curiously.

Yoh-kun scratched the back of his head, "Ano…a shaman is a person who talks or sees spirits, along with some other stuff, but that's pretty much what makes us different from other people…but…when I tried to explain this to the kids in my class they all ignored me and started making fun of me…I guess you can say I'm lonely…" while he said all this he had been staring at the flakes of snow that had been slowly falling, but then he felt something soft and warm on his hands; he looked down and saw a small pair of hands on his own, then when he looked in front of him he suddenly saw Anna-chan in front of him, her amber-brown eyes looking straight into his own.

"You mean…you can see spirits!" she exclaimed in excitement, bringing her face a bit closer to his, causing the small Asakura to have a great change in color.

"Hmp, you blush to easily, Yoh," the older Anna proclaimed, turning her face away from her idiot husband. The older Asakura scratched the back of his head, laughing sheepishly, "Gomen Anna," he apologized, "but even as a seven year old you're very kawai."

Anna turned to look at Yoh, who gave her that boyish grin of his; Anna turned her head back to their younger selves, "Baka."

Yoh-kun felt his face become warm as Anna-chan's face got closer to his. 'Anna-chan kawai.' Anna-chan heard this and ignored it, she was too caught up in the excitement that someone other than her could see spirits, "Yoh-kun I can't believe you can also see spirits, if I can see them does that mean I'm a shaman too?" the small blonde asked, her eyes lighting up with a grand shine.

It took the small brunette a while to let those words sink in to his head, but when they did, "NANI?" he placed his hands on Anna-chan's shoulders and gently pushed her a little back, "Anna-chan, you can also see spirits?" he yelled out in shock.

Anna sweat dropped as she watched the younger self of her husband, "Aho, you're still the same," she commented, Yoh blushed and laughed.

Anna-chan looked at Yoh-kun with her amber-brown eyes, then she nodded, a smile forming on her face. Yoh-kun's eyes widened, "That's so cool, Anna-chan, I knew there were other shamans but I had never met one besides my family!" he immediately stood and brought Anna-chan up with him, "Come with!" he said, pulling Anna-chan along with him.

Yoh and Anna immediately got up to follow their younger selves, they passed the thousands of people that passed by them in the sidewalks, bumping into a person or two, or at least, going right through a person or two. What amazed the both of them was the fact that those two kids were both running so fast that it was hard to keep up. "Why couldn't you have this much energy when you were doing your training?" Anna asked, irritated as she thought of that fact.

"Hehe, I guess maybe all I needed was for you to run with me," he said jokingly, trying to catch up to their younger copies, boy was he tired! He also wondered how his younger self had gotten so much energy; he had always remembered lying down in his room listening to his SoulBob CD's. He never once remembered having enough strength to run even a bit…could it be…that all he ever needed was a friend that could understand him? No one had ever understood him, until Matamune came, but that would be 3 years from now, could it really be that Anna really had been what kept him alive and smiling?

'The person you'll find will not let you feel lonely.'

The young Shaman King felt a smile creep up his face, from behind him Anna had read his thoughts and smiled as well, she picked up her pace so that she could be walking by his side, "Maybe next time I'll train with you then," she said to him, trying her best not to smile at her own comment.

Yoh jerked his head to look at his wife, his eyes wide and his mouth dropped opened, "Anna…"

The blonde turned her head away from his view, "Don't get the wrong idea," she added in suddenly, "you said that I being with you would increase your training, that's the only reason I'll do it with you."

Yoh grinned and looked forward, "You never change, Anna," he said, then turning to her, "but," he slightly pushed her to the side, away from the crowd of people, then he pushed her softly against a nearby wall, as he did he gently pressed his lips against hers, starting off soft but then kissing her passionately, causing her to softly moan. Finally, Yoh pulled away, earning a glare from his wife, in return he smiled and kissed her once more, this time his kisses when down to her throat and back up, stopping at her ear. "You know, Anna, you really don't have to keep that promise, I really can wait."

Anna pushed him back by his shoulders and raised a brow at him, "You're kidding, right Asakura?" she mocked, then she grabbed him by the shirt and brought his face to hers, their faces only a millimeter away, "You're the one who can seem to control your urges," she told him.

Yoh didn't answer he was too busy staring at his wife's perfect pink lips, and upon realizing what he was doing he realized that Anna had a point.

"Look right there, Anna-chan, do see that spirit over there?" they heard a childish voice say. They turned and saw the small Asakura pointing over to a far off corner in the location they were at. In that corner was a spirit, and, of course, Anna-chan saw it, she saw the small dark green haired spirit girl in that corner, in her faded pink kimono.

"Hai, I see her, she's troubled because she thinks that something is after her, she keep on repeating 'the yellow eyed one' in her head," the small Kyoyama said after reading the spirit's thoughts.

Yoh-kun turned to the small blonde beside him, "'The yellow eyed one'?" he asked, the small blonde beside him gave a curt nod, "Don't you think we should talk to the girl? You know to see what it means?"

Anna-chan thought of this and turned her head to view the frightened spirit girl, but when she looked back in the direction of the corner, the girl was gone, and Anna-chan could no longer hear the girl's thoughts, if was as if the spirit's reiryoku suddenly disappeared, because Yoh-kun couldn't even sense it…

"Maybe we should go somewhere else," Yoh-kun suggested, suddenly frightened of the absence of force or power from ANY spirits. He took a hold of Anna-chan's hand and took her away from the place they were at.

During the next few hours of the day the Shaman King and Queen had been following their younger selves all over the festival, watching them, wondering how come none of the two remember ANY of these happy and cheerful events, how come they couldn't remember riding the swan boats together, or shooting cans with toy guns to win prizes? Why…?

"Two oranges, please!" Anna-chan ordered to the produce guy at the festival, she handed him a few yen and he handed her a bag, Anna-chan took it and looked in the bag and saw six oranges instead of just two. She was about to ask the man if he had accidentally heard her wrong, but then he heard the man's thoughts, 'Hehe, ah the youth of these days~ so kawai~' she didn't want to listen anymore of the man's thoughts so she turned around and headed back to where Yoh-kun stood waiting for her.

The seven year old Asakura looked at the bag in Anna-chan's hands, 'I should've paid instead of her…'he told himself mentally. Anna-chan walked up to him and held the bag up to his face.

"I don't mind paying!" she said to him with a smile on her cute peach-colored face, "Besides," she quickly added, lowering the bag, "the produce guy was perverted enough to give me four extra oranges because he thought I was kawai."

The smile she gave him cause Yoh-kun to have a faint pink glow on his cheeks, 'I can see why he thought that…'he said to himself forgetting of Kyoyama's ability, Anna-chan looked up at the sky, staring at the grey clouds coming their way, then she rolled her eyes.

"You're a pervert too, Yoh-kun," she said in a playful tone, though Yoh-kun lowered his head and looked at the ground ashamed, he whispered an apology to her ear, and she raised a childish brow at him. "I was kidding, Yoh-kun, don't worry, you're too young to be a pervert," she added helpfully. She stared at the top of Yoh-kun's lowered head, and she began to think to herself, 'It feels like it's been a while since I've had fun like this with anyone. Arigatou, Yoh-kun…'she walked over to him and placed her hand on his forehead, lifting his hair so that she could see his eyes, then her eyes met his, "Let's just sit down and eat our oranges, okay?"

Yoh-kun lifted his head and nodded and gave her a boyish grin, "Hai!"

The two of them sat down and began peeling their oranges, while they were eating them Anna-chan piped up with a question, "What does a Shaman do…you know to become strong?"

Yoh-kun placed his orange on his lap and scratched the back of his head, "Well, you have to do tons of hard training, you have to get a guardian spirit and all so you can be able to be a proper shaman…oh and also to keep the bloodline in the Shaman family the families arrange marriages between their heirs."

"So you have to marry a girl shaman?" she asked curiously, raising a brow while popping a slice of orange into her tiny mouth.

The heir of the Asakura nodded, "Hai, we either have to find a powerful girl shaman, chosen by my parents, or I have to marry this girl at my house named Tamao."

"Do you not like Tamao?"

The Asakura scrunched up his face, then shook his head, "It'll be like marrying my sister," he protested.

"I see…" Anna-chan said, "But…she seems to like you…"

Yoh-kun jerked his head towards her, he gulped down his orange and stared at her, her eyes had a very blank appearance at the moment, "How can you say that, Anna-chan?" he laughed, "Tamao and I really are like brother and sister, she would tell me if she liked me!"

"If you say so…"

They continued to eat their oranges quietly, cheers were heard throughout the place and the two younger heard some sweet melodic sounds of instruments playing not to far from where they sat, the sounds could make one fall right on the spot, asleep, but the sounds made the blonde's eyes widen due to the beauty of its sound. Yoh-kun tilted his head, "I know that scary voice," he said, a chill going up his spine.

"In the snow swirls of flower petals like apple, an afternoon of falling, the white sun lends a smile, staying near the fridge at an abandoned train station, crying like me, it's not because the journey is tough, I only hate you. I don't feel like seeing you, and resent speaking to you ever again, but, even though this happens, it is alright, because, I, really, hate you…!"

"It's Awayaringo," he said in childish fear, suddenly hiding behind Anna-chan's kimono. Anna-chan tilted her head as she listened to Ringo's words, their true meaning flooding over her.

"What a beautiful song…" she muttered to herself.

Yoh-kun came out from behind her, "Nani?" he exclaimed in question, "Anna-chan, have you suddenly become death? Even I can see that this woman is a creepy Nee-san!"

"But…you can't hear…her thoughts when she sings this song…"

That silenced the Asakura completely. He watched her as Anna-chan's eyes glowed by watching Awayaringo's performance, when the performance was done he took Anna-chan by the hand, she turned to look at him, her face having a certain glow to it, "I think I know a place you might like!" he said joyfully.

The older Kyoyama raised a perfect brow as she heard this, "A place I would like?" she asked. Yoh looked questionably at his younger self, then turned to his wife, "Anna, what kind of place do you like?" he asked her. The Shaman Queen stayed silent, ignoring her husbands insulting question, and simply followed behind the children.

"Okay, open your eyes, Anna-chan!"

Anna-chan opened her eyes and they widened. They were inside an old antique store, but it wasn't just an ordinary one, no, this one had many antique dolls, instruments, clothes, you name it. But what surprised the blonde the most was that the window of the store had a "Close for Business" sign on it, but either way the two children (and the unseen Yoh and Anna) were inside the store.

The blonde looked around in amazement staring into the face of every doll that was sitting on chairs or hanging on the walls, then smelling every scented candle that came her way, then she saw old Native American charms lying here and there. She walked over to touch the old charms, reaching out to touch them with her hands…

"Ah, I forgot all about this place," a voice called from behind, causing both Anna-chan and Yoh-kun to jump from surprise. They both turned around and saw-

"Cadm-tou-san!" Anna-chan exclaimed happily, running over and hugging Cadm tightly by the leg. "What are you doing here?" she asked.

Cadm scratched the back of his head, "Well, I was just walking along side the sidewalk and I saw this old place and remembered this used to be my dad's old store," he informed, looking around the place, his eyes stopped for a second as he saw Yoh's spirit in a corner, he gave a quick nod and then looked over to the younger Asakura. "And who is this?" he asked.

Yoh-kun took two steps forward and quickly bowed timidly, "Asakura Yoh, age seven!" he quickly responded. Cadm raised a brow and bent down to take a closer look at the boy, he lifted Yoh-kun's head and examined it.

"You're definitely an Asakura," he said, "I can sense plenty of unused and undiscovered furyoku within you…you'll be a great candidate for the Shaman King!" he added happily, "But may I ask, what are you two kids doing in here?"

The two children blinked and looked at each other, a large grin appeared on Cadm's face, "Could it be you two are on a young date?" he asked jokingly, but then he noticed the blush on Yoh-kun's face and the stern glare of Anna-chan. "Ano…don't let me interrupt you in that case!" he told them, slowly and "casually" taking backwards steps toward the door, but instead he just ended up in a corner.

The kids once again looked at each other, they sighed and went back to looking around, Anna-chan looked in awe at everything she passed, then she saw a torn down piano in the far end of the store, "Ah! Yoh-kun come over here, this way!" she called out, signaling the Asakura to come.

Yoh-kun eyed the thing she was looking at with such interest, "A broken-down piano?" he asked, utterly confused. Anna-chan nodded her head really fast, Yoh-kun's face was puzzled. "But, I don't really think it works anymore, Anna-chan, why are you suddenly happy to see such an old thing?"

Anna-chan softly dusted the piano off with the sleeve of her kimono, "Its fine to me," she said in a soft voice, then after dusting it off, she sat on the bench and pointed to the keys A, Bb (A#), and B, "Besides I only really need these tree keys," she looked at the bag of oranges in Yoh-kun hand, "Yoh-kun, please hand me an orange," she asked, he handed her one and she placed it on the top of the piano, "Watch carefully," she ordered. Then she began pressing the keys.

At a normal touch she pressed the A# key once followed by an A, then two quick Bs. The sound that came out was a simple, plunk, plank, plu, plu.Yoh-kun stared hard at the orange as Anna-chan pressed the keys once more, then he strangely say the orange began to roll back and forth, and back and forth. Pretty soon he realized that those keys were causing the orange to roll, and his eyes widened, a large appearing on his face. Anna-chan saw the smile on his face and said, "Those keys are the only once that seems to make the orange roll, see?" she pressed some other keys on the piano but it was true, the orange didn't move, then she went back to the sounds plunk, plank, plu, plu.And the orange bean to roll again.

"Suzushi, Anna-chan!" the young Asakura exclaimed, "Where'd you learn that?" he asked, leaning on the piano to get a closer look of the rolling orange.

Anna-chan closed her eyes for a moment as she kept on pressing the keys rhythmically back and forth and so on. "Well…" she began as she told her story…

The five year old Kyoyama opened her eyes one day, and woke to the sound of a soft gentle instrument, she headed downstairs and saw her "father" sitting on the stool of the family piano, pressing playing the instrumental of the traditional Sakura song, he stopped as soon as he heard the small blonde coming down the steps.

"Don't stop, Papa," she begged as she went over to the piano, "you play good…"

Damasu didn't look at her, he just stared at the black and white piano keys in front of him, "Go back to your room," he ordered, "I don't have time for demon kids to be wasting my time, I have to get back to work." He immediately stood and left to the kitchen, leaving the small blonde by herself.

The five year old Anna-chan watched her brother leave, lowering her head, small droplets of water falling down her cheeks, as she repeated those two words in her head, 'Demon child?...' the small Kyoyama sank down on her knees and hid her face from anyone who would happen to come by, who would come down to see her anyway? Her mother was in bed sick again, her father hated her since her birth, and her brother always avoided her due to her father's influence…you could say that for the five years of her life, she was lonely.

'The only time she's not lonely is when she's with mum…or Cadm.' She heard someone think, she recognized the voice clearly so she didn't have to or want to look up. She heard the footsteps stop right in front of her, and she heard him squat down to look at her, "What do you think you're doing?" he asked in a dull, boring tone, the small blonde feeling his hard gaze on her.

"…n-nothing…" she softly, forcing herself to stop crying, but that only made more tears come down as she remembered all the things her father thought of her.

Edward raised a brow at her, placing his index finger on the top of her head and his thumb on her forehead. Then he gently lifted her head up, his eyes grew when he saw those tears coming down as if the small girl's face was a mountain with two waterfalls. 'Didn't father say that demons are heartless being with no emotion?' he asked himself, thoughts racing in and out of his head, 'Then why is this girl…crying…?'

Another thing that her brother and father had in common, they never called her by her name, they always called her "that girl" or some other thing, Edward had a point…she wasn't lonely with Akiko or Cadm.

Edward sighed and reached into his pocket, pulling out something bright and round, Anna-chan had to use her sleeve to rub away the tears so that she could see he was handing her an orange. "Take it," he ordered, "the color orange is supposed to give one energy or an adrenaline rush, in other words, it's supposed to make you happy."

Anna-chan took the fruit in her tiny hands and observed it before speaking, "but, I thought that the significance of orange is commonly thought to be connected to the idea that orange symbolizes fire. The Renunciates' fiery ochre robes display outwardly the inner transformation that is happening - the burning of ego, their former selves, and their personal wants. Also, the color can signifies courage, sacrifice and the spirit of renunciation, often an orange aura is associated with intellectual ambition or stubbornness, not happiness as Onii-chan says it to be."

The older Kyoyama raised a brow, then he slightly chuckled, standing up from his previous position, "Well that's what other people think, personally, oranges make me happy…" he looked over at the piano, a smile creeping up on his face, "In fact, let me show you something…"

"That was the first time Onii-chan ever even looked at me, I guess you can say that is why I like oranges…"

Yoh-kun was now resting his head on his crossed arms that were laid on the piano, with a smile on his face he had been staring at the rolling orange while listening to Anna-chan tell of her story, those notes she played kept on sounding throughout the room, then his smile turned into a childish grin, "You know, when you listen for a really long time it sounds like the piano keeps saying 'Funga Fu Fu'" he laughed.

Anna-chan blinked and listened in to the keys she played, and indeed, the piano was saying "Funga Fu Fu," repeating it constantly. Then she began giggling, "You have a point…" she said before hearing the small Asakura whisper those three words along with the piano, "Funga Fu Fu, Funga Fu Fu, Funga Fu Fu, Funga Fu Fu…"

A vein popped on the Shaman Queen's temple, "You mean I'm the reason behind that stupid habit of yours," she rhetorically asked in annoyance, Yoh just laughed.

"I don't mean to interrupt your playtime, kiddies," Cadm suddenly spoke up, "But it looks as if it's about to rain, so I think it would be best if we head back."

The young Asakura immediately shot his head up and looked at the clock that hung on the old run-down walls of the store, "Kya! Is it really this late?" he shouted, "Wahh, Oba-chan is going to hit me with her cane when she realizes I've been gone this long!"

Cadm tried his best to keep in his laughter, he walked over to Yoh-kun and placed a large hand on his shoulder, "If that's the case, then I'll gladly help you find your parents," he looked up at the small blonde, "Anna, are you coming with us?"

Kyoyama shook her head, her long hair moving rapidly back and forth as she did, "I have to go back to the hotel with the rest of the school, gomen."

Cadm blinked and began making his way out the door, "I'll be waiting outside, so come out whenever you're ready to go, got it Asakura-kun?" he called out from behind him.

The room was silent as Cadm closed the door behind him, then Anna-chan let out a long sigh, "You know," she softly said, "part of me really doesn't want to go back there," she admitted, "Now realizing that I am a shaman made me also realize that I don't fit in with everyone else."

Yoh-kun slightly tilted his head as she said this, "But you have to return to your family, Anna-chan."

"Now that I think about it more clearly…" she began sadly, "Yoh-kun, I really don't think that…they're really my family…"

"Nani?"

"It makes sense doesn't it? I mean none of them can see spirits, and they seem pretty normal to me, plus…they've…never told me or celebrated my birthday. As far as I can tell…I can't be their child."

Yoh-kun stared at the young girl questionably, walking over to her, placing his small hand on her tiny shoulder. "Either way, Anna-chan, they're your family, and you have to go back to them." He smiled, "Everything will be alright. But…if I could I would take you to my parents to be my future wife instead of whoever my parents will pick."

Anna-chan softly smiled, her original glow returning to her once more, "Arigatou…Yoh-kun," she thanked slowly, with that they waved goodbye and headed off in their own ways.

"Kisama! Where in the world did that girl run off to?"

"Edward," Misaka whined from behind, "All we've done was search for Kyoyama-san, but why don't we head back, it looks as if it is going to rain so the festival is going to be over soon."

"All the more reason I have to find Anna," he strongly stated as he kept on walking.

Misaka frowned, why was Edward's sister always getting in her way? Oh well she might as well help him, "Well then I'll go look over by the temples! Maybe she just needed to go and make her Christmas wish?"

Edward kept quiet as the blue haired girl disappeared from his sight, "I doubt she'll be there, she'll never go to a place where she'll most likely get her headaches…but as long as it stops Shio-san's whining…"

Misaka ran on, making her way passed all the people that were leaving, "Aw, everyone seems like they had so much fun…why did Kyoyama have to run away like that in the first place?" she asked herself in anger, "I mean both her and Shizuki-san are geniuses so what's so bad about being paired up? I swear, if those two keep on fighting…their fighting is going to be the end of me!"

"Wahh, this is very unfortunate," Anna-chan pointed out to herself as she ran through the sleet that came pouring down from the sky, trying her best to dodge all the rain drops that came pouring down on her. She ran the fastest she could, only to bump right into someone in her way.

"Itai!" she said as she fell back, she rubbed her back as she stood right up.

"Huh, Kyoyama-san?" a voice asked above her. Anna-chan looked up and immediately recognized the locks of fiery orange hair that stood out from the rest of twilight's cloak, the hair of Shizuki Shiori. "Why are you out here at this hour? Everyone is already at the hotel preparing themselves for the Christmas Feast."

Anna-chan narrowed her eyes at the red head, "Why aren't you back there too?"

Shiori blinked, then smiled, "I like walking in the rain, besides…it helps my ego to go and break some rules once in a while…" she held her hand out for the small blonde to take, "The hotel is far from here, so I might as well take you somewhere you can dry off."

The blonde just walked past her, ignoring her offer, "I can find a place to dry myself, so leave me alone."

"At least let me take you to the nearest place where you can dry yourself," Shiori offered once more, a hopeful look on her face. "As your senpai you really don't have much of a choice, you know."

The blonde frowned, "That's your opinion…but I have my own," she retorted, then she began running forward, running her usual speed.

Shizuki blinked as she watched the blonde's retreating figure, then her clueless mien changed as a malevolent smirk creped up her face, "Well then…" she began pulling up the sleeves of her blue kimono, "I guess the chase begins…Queenie."

"Anna-chan runs too fast, don't you think Anna?"

Anna crossed her arms in front of her chest as she stood beside her husband's tired figure, they had been running after Anna's younger self ever since she ran away from Shizuki Shiori, but they lost her due to the young blonde's incredible speed. "Found her," Anna said, pointing over to a fast moving pink and yellow blur that moved a few feet away from them.

Yoh stood up from the ground and looked at the blur that his wife was pointing to, "That's her alright, but…" he looked to where the blonde was heading, his eyes growing wide, he immediately grabbed Anna's hand and yanked her with him, running after Anna-chan.

'Got to keep running, I don't like that girl, she's scary…' Anna-chan kept on running and hadn't stopped since she made it past Shiori-san, the blonde was suddenly becoming very tired but she knew she couldn't stop right now, there was a shelter just a few feet ahead of her, and she wasn't going to stop until she reached it. The only thing was that just when she was getting closer and closer to the huge wooden shelter, she felt a harsh nudge at her head, causing her to stop in place. 'Nani?' she asked herself, then she felt it again, this time it made her fall to the ground, soon enough it felt as if someone was kicking her multiple times inside her head and it wasn't until she started hearing themthat she realized what it was…

'Kami-sama, this year I wish for a healthy life…'

'I hope to be able to confess this year…'

'Please don't let my family move this year…'

'I beg of you, please don't let my sister die…'

'I really hope that he likes me…'

'Give me strength…'

'Give me knowledge…'

'…onegai…'

'…arigatou…'

'…gomen…'

Voices from her surroundings kept on taunting her, becoming louder and larger in numbers, coming in her head as if a storm was forming from the inside. She clutched her hands in her ears hoping to block their hurtful voices in her head.

"Stop it! Stop it!" Their voices seemed to go louder and louder as each passing moment, taunting her till they were sure she almost reached her limit, then she head another voice, but this one wasn't inside her head.

The voice was laughing, "I didn't really think you'd come here yourself, Queenie," the voice mocked, "I was pretty sure I was going to have to drag you here myself."

Anna-chan opened her eyes, her hands still over her ears, sweat dripping down her forehead; she looked up at the voice and saw locks of flames tied into two high pigtails, and two violet-grey orbs starring at her in humor. "Shizuki," she spat out angrily, being both confused and filled with rage.

"Don't be so surprised, Your Highness," Shiori mocked in a whole new tone, her voice sounding more of age and her way of being suddenly changing into something else, something more…cruel.

"Don't belittle me," Anna-chan threatened, trying to ignore all the voices that were slamming themselves into her head, "I am no royal highness of any lowlife demon," she spat out. Using her elbows to push herself up, she began to stand but the agonizing pain easily knocked her back down to the ground with a loud thump. Tears began to form in her eyes as she realized that in this position she was helpless, every time this would happen it would make her weak and she would usually blackout afterwards.

The voices became louder and louder, each one thumping and kicking hard inside the blonde's head, eventually she began squirm around, kicking her legs hard against the snow, "Yamete! Yamete!" she shrieked in pain.

Shiori became amused of the girl's shrieking, she walked over to Anna-chan kicking body and bent over, a huge smirk plastered on her face, "Indeed, you're not the queen of demons. Our queen could never be like this over a small headache."

Anna-chan's eyes jerked open, 'Our queen…? Then…that means…!'

"Boy you're really slow," the redhead stated, taking a seat on a large boulder that was covered in snow, she sat on it and crossed her legs, resting her head on the palm of her hand, "Even your arrogant father figured it out before you did, that's pretty sad, and you're supposed to be a genius."

"How…" the blonde grunted, "How can you…be a demon…" she asked, the voices coming close to their limit, pushing and pushing hard, causing the agonizing pain to increase by each little thought that entered her head.

The fiery headed girl blinked, a certain mocking image glittering in her eyes, she lifted her head off her palm and stretched her arms out behind her, "Some Shaman Queen you turned out to be," she insulted with humor, "but then again you're still a child no matter what you are." She raised her head up, starring at the grey clouds above her, "You should at least be familiar with Japanese history…tell me Queenie, have you ever heard of…a fox in disguise?"

When she saw the small girl's eyes widen she took it as a yes, "Well I guess you could consider me that, but it's all so very different…why am I telling you this, you might be asking. Well I want you to know exactly what's going to kill you." A smirk appeared on her face as she said those words and her eyes turned malicious, "You know, there are only a few of us left, our queen chooses strong and powerful people who know of the spirit world, then if she is ever about to die, her ashes are bestowed on those selected few and they enter our body, forcing us to become these…'foxes in disguise', and we live until someone decides to get rid of us."

"But it seems as if all those Onis in hell were wrong about you, Queenie, you are no challenge to me, how you'll ever be worthy of being the Shaman King's wife I'll never know."

Anna-chan wasn't able to ear all of what the girl had told her of, her was reaching her limit with all the thoughts and prayers that came from the people at the temple behind her, it only took a few more till…

'Please allow this year to be filled with bliss…'

"Yame-AGH!" she shouted in pain, as another thought trespassed her head.

'Where in the world did she go? Kami-sama please help me.'

"YAMETE!"

'…I want one more year of life…'

Shizuki Shiori smirked as she watched the girl's eyes flew open, her eyes suddenly rolled back into her head, her body twitched and arced itself, her face suddenly becoming pale, as it muffled itself into the piles of snow. Shiori smirked, "You've reached your limit…Queenie."

And then Anna-chan screamed…

"I thank you for finding our son," Asakura Keiko thanked gratefully as she took a bow to thank Cadm, Mikihisa, Yohmei, and Kino all bowed in gratitude as well.

Then the six shamans all involuntarily froze, so quickly that people gave them queer looks as they passed by, but they could not help it, for they all felt a sick feeling in their bodies.

Cadm looked up towards the sky as he heard an ear-shattering hit the sky, his eyes wide in realization, he looked at Ohachiyo who also looked up at the sky, both of them having the same sick gut feeling in their stomachs.

Kino tightened the grip around her cane and started to shake involuntarily, "I feel furyoku suddenly leaving its owner in great amounts," she whispered under her breath. Yoh-kun looked up at her then turned to Cadm and Ohachiyo, only to see their retreating figures running far away from them as they ran off.

Anna froze, Yoh froze, both of them didn't move as they took in the scene in front of them, Anna-chan laying on the ground, her body beginning to twitch, jerking around as if she was being electrocuted; all the while, her face was blank-unconscious. It seemed as if there was some wild thrashing inside her body that caused her to be this way. Then each time she twitched a ball would appear around her, glowing in white light, eventually all the orbs merged together, a blinding light striking them and their surroundings.

When all were able to see, they weren't surprised as to what they saw there…

There, standing extremely tall with its vicious claws and fangs, stood an oni.

Shiori grinned as she saw the giant demon rise, she took a few steps towards it, only to have the demon let out an ear-shattering screech, the redhead stopped walking and instead frowned, "You act as if you don't know your own kind, Oni, how sad." She turned her back to the oni, lifting her hand to her face, she turned around with her eyes closed, but there were two violet-grey orbs on her index and middle finger, "Oi, Oni," she called out to get its attention, when the oni turned to view her with those hungry eyes, Shiori opened her eyes, "Recognize your kind now?" she asked.

Yoh winced as he looked at the young girl's oculus, they were not the violet-grey color that everyone had seen in Shiori's eyes, but now their color had sent a thrill of terror through our Shaman King. Shiori's eyes were now two small copies of the sun, a sort of burning golden color that gave someone reason to fear, a reason for someone to cower by just looking at them.

Yoh felt a nudge from his wife, he looked at her for a brief moment as she quickly whispered to him, "The yellow eyed one."

"Look right there, Anna-chan, do see that spirit over there?" they heard a childish voice say. They turned and saw the small Asakura pointing over to a far off corner in the location they were at. In that corner was a spirit, and, of course, Anna-chan saw it, she saw the small dark green haired spirit girl in that corner, in her faded pink kimono.

"Hai, I see her, she's troubled because she thinks that something is after her, she keep on repeating 'the yellow eyed one' in her head," the small Kyoyama said after reading the spirit's thoughts.

The Shaman King felt a great feeling of sickness in his gut, 'Why does eyes color have to matter?'he asked himself, 'Ren has amber eyes, so does Anna, and they aren't demons.'

His wife had read his mind, "Color is a key in human attitude, when we see a color it changes what we feel, like blue makes you sad and red makes you angry. Yellow is a color that usually brings fear or cowardliness into ones self when looking at it, so yellow/amber or black are colors that suit the eyes of demons. That is the natural color of the eyes of Shaman Queens because it brings fear when your stare into amber eyes," she rapidly explained.

The oni stared into the eyes of the "eight" year old girl in front of him, in those few seconds he coward in fear and fell onto his knees, Shiori became amused by this, "About time you realize who your superiors are oni, to show me your respect I want you to do something for me," –the oni raised his head to look at her, the horn on his nose being only a few inches away from her gut- "I want you to kill your little…mother. You may eat her soul if you please."

"Anna-chan!" Yoh shouted as he began to run forward, trying to stop anything from harming the small girl, he continued forward until he felt something get a tight grip on him, he turned around and saw Anna holding him back by his shoulder, "Anna…" then his expression became one of anger, "do you expect me to just stand here and watch this?" he shouted at her.

Anna lowered her head, hiding her expression behind her locks of hair, she gritted her teeth together, "…baka…" she pulled him back by the shoulder and in one tug, she slammed him against a huge tree, Yoh taking in all the pain on his back. Anna stood over him, her eyes suddenly becoming glassy, her hand were pulled into two tight fist, and she was shaking in anger. "Do you forget that all of this has already happened?" she shouted at him, her eyes fuming with yellow fire, "What are you going to do? What can you do? Tell me Yoh, what?"

"Anna…"

"All of this has happened already and there's nothing you can do to prevent it! You weren't here to save me back then so why are you going to try now?"

He watched her body suddenly weaken, and he watched as she collapsed right on top of him, her face falling on his chest. He suddenly felt his chest area become wet, and instinctively he wrapped his arms around her frail body and hugged her tightly against him, "…gomen…Anna…" he apologized, his eyes also becoming glassy and wet, "…gomen…"

The oni let out a loud horrifying shriek among the atmosphere, as it took large steps over to Anna-chan's unconscious body, it opened it mouth widely and pulled back its large claws, ready to strike right through the girl's body…

"Kyoyama-san?"

Shiori blinked and the oni turned around, seeing a girl with long blue hair and green eyes standing beside a tree, her hand cupped over her mouth, her eyes wide in exclamation. She was about to run over to examine the small girl's body until she saw something large imprinted in the slush, a giant footprint about six times her size, possibly belonging to something two-three times her height.

In horror she took a step back, her vision becoming blurry as she remembered seeing a similar footstep at her younger sister's death scene, she froze as she heard someone speak behind her.

"Well Shio Misaka, I didn't think I'd see you here," the voice said. Misaka turned around and saw Shiori standing right there in front of her, a huge smile on her face, her eyes closed and her arms crossed behind her back. "Well this was actually very fortunate…" Shiori mused, "you see…" she opened her eyes revealing those fearsome balls of dark sunlight, "I was getting hungry." In that same second, Misaka felt a sharp pain in her stomach, as if something was reaching inside her, and something was indeed reaching inside her, for when she looked down she saw the girl's hand going right through her stopping before making an opening on the other side of her. But there was no blood.

"Don't worry about a thing Shio-Senpai," the girl mocked, giving her a sweet yet nefarious smile, "I know how much you hate blood since your sister's accident, so I'm not going to kill you and taint the pure snow with your blood, I'm just going to eat your soul."

"N-na-nani-ah!" Misaka's words were cut off as she felt Shiori's hand go farther into her body, then she felt a sharp pain and let out a involuntary scream that could break anyone's ears off, Shiori ignored the girl's shrills and began pulling towards her, Misaka suddenly felt her soul leaving her body, and she became lightheaded and her body fell to the ground, her soul/spirit in the hands of the redheaded demon.

Shiori looked at Misaka's soulless body that laid over the snow, then she turned to look at the frightened spirit in her hands, "This won't take long I promise," as soon as she was about to suck the soul in she heard large footsteps coming her way and saw the oni coming towards her, its hungry eyes staring at the spirit in Shiori's hands. Shiori blinked as she looked at the oni, "Hmm, you want this snack don't you, oni-san?" she turned to Misaka's spirit, "Well I've had my lunch so-"

"Iie!"

Three heads suddenly piped up and looked towards the back of the temple, there Anna-chan was slowly rising off the snow tainted ground, her body shaking due to her losing too much furyoku when she called forth the oni, "Iie…onegai…don't…please don't harm Shio-san's soul…" she weakly begged, taking small, weak steps towards them, "…onegai…"

The redheaded demon became amused, "Is this person important to you, Queenie?" she asked, clutching the spirit with a tighter grip, causing it to whimper in pain.

"No." Anna-chan answered, causing Shiori's brows to fly up in shock of the girl's answer, "But," she calmly added ignoring the looks she was receiving, "she's Onii-chan's friend, an important person to him, if Onii-chan gets sad then…"

"So you want this person to live, eh?" the girl let go of the spirit, only to have it gripped by the oni, who grasped her tightly and began to bring Misaka to its mouth. Slowly, the spirit was reaching the oni's mouth, only being three inches away…

"Yamete…" Anna-chan muttered, pulling herself up by using a large boulder that laid beside her.

Two inches away…

"Yamete." The girl muttered once more taking more weak steps towards the oni.

One inch away…

"YAMETE!"

At that moment, when Anna-chan screamed, two things happened simultaneously…

A large hole opened up in the sky above, light shining brightly through it, many beings in white robes came down, Misaka began to levitate upward onto the sky, being guided by the being, and all of them went in the direction of the light, trumpets were heard throughout the place and a large heavenly hand reached out, taking Misaka gracefully in its palm and guiding her upward towards a land of eternal life.

At the same time, a large, gaping hole was surfacing on the ground below. . .no, more like, the ground seemed to be melting, and two red hands burst out from beneath the ground and grabbed Oni, malicious laughter filling the entire area, as it dragged the shrieking oni down into flames of fire, vanishing it from the surface of the earth.

As for Shiori, she stared widely at the hole that had closed seconds ago, both fear and relief washing over her, then she looked forward at the angelic blonde that held onto the boulder and immediately came feelings of loathe and disgust.

Anna-chan's legs gave in and she fell down, banging her head on the giant rock as she came down, then her body went limp, making her seem as if she were dead, but her breathing continued smoothly so it was as I she was in a profound sleep.

Shiori looked from the child over to where hell's mouth had appeared and vanished, then she began laughing, "Hahahaha, this is no set back," she convinced herself, "I've 'lived' for 1200 years and there is no way I am going to simply vanish into hell's mouth as the oni did." She walked over to a large tree and lifted her arm up, grabbing a branch with a tight grip and breaking it off the tree in one tug, "Looks like I just have to do this on my own," she walked over to Anna-chan's body and pulled her arms over her head, "Say sayonara, Queenie."

As she brought the branch down it rapidly turned into a shining blade, slicing the air until it was only inches away from Anna-chan's body, as soon as it seemed it was going to slice the body in half, the blade was stopped by a tiny hand.

Shiori's eyes grew as she saw Anna-chan's hand stopped the blade's impact on her body, blood dripping slowly from the palm of her tiny hand, but what truly brought fear to the demon was when she saw the blonde's half opened eyes, they were their usual amber color but it seemed as if red was slowly dominating her eyes' color, Anna-chan barely moved an inch, but she moved her eyes to looked at the demon with those newly colored amber-red eyes, her lips parted a millimeter apart, "Sayonara, Shiori."

If any human could've seen what had happened next they wouldn't have believed it. As Anna-chan said those words, a giant robot like spirit appeared, its height higher than the highest geographical location or national monument that had ever existed. It's appearance was as if it was formed of shining blue crystals with bolts of blue electricity holding its pieces together, and in an eighth-of-a-second after those words the giant spirit's finger bolted right through the demon's stomach, blood tainting the pure snow that covered the groung, and in another eighth of a second fire left the finger of the enormous being, changing Shiori's whole body into a burnt corpse.

With all that, Anna-chan closed her eyes…

PRESENT DAY AMERICA

"Silva, it seems we have received a message from one of the previous shaman contestants," Kalim informed as he handed the letter to his best friend. Silva took the letter and began to read it, his eyes going back and forth between the sentences.

"From Sati?" Silva asked questionably, looking up from the letter in his hands.

Kalim nodded as he turned back to the Patch screen, typing rather quickly on the keyboard, "She wishes for me to go into the Patch computer database and look in the recycling bin for something," he informed as he typed.

Lip and Rap began climbing up Silva's shoulders to have a closer look at the letter, "What else does it say, Silva?" Rap asked, wishing she could read.

Silva took another look at it, "She asks of us to send one Patch Priest to go to the Funbari Inn and…" he brought the letter closer to his eyes to make sure what he was reading was correct, "…and take the Shaman Prince so that they can bring it to Shinra Private Academy?...She says it's an emergency."

"If it concerns the Shaman Prince then we might as well do as Sati says, she wouldn't just tell us to do it for no reason," Kalim said, his eyes glued to the computer screen.

"But all the other Priest went back to the village," Lip piped up.

"I could go," a voice piped up softly from behind. They turned around and saw a tan girl with blue eyes and long spiky-edged black hair, she wore a white dress similar to Lip and Rap's except it was a more mature looking one that came down to about an inch above mid-thigh, she wore high moccasins that came about three inches over her knees, she wore two oversized silver bracelets, one on each wrist. She wore a large red headband that was half covered by her hair and a red necklace around her neck, on her ears she had two large feather earrings, and in the middle of her dress was a picture of what seemed to be an alien.

Kalim looked at the girl and smiled, "Ah yes! That would be great if you could go! I don't think you have fully met our shaman friends yet so it would do you good to go. Besides, I need Silva to help me with something here."

The girl gave a small bow and immediately left to go do her assignment. Silva walked over to Kalim, both Lip and Rap were still on his shoulders, "What do you need help on?" he asked.

Kalim swung his chair to view Silva dead in the eye, his expression stern, "I don't know how to use this computer," he informed.

Silva and the twins all sweat dropped, "Are you kidding me, Kalim?" Lip asked, placing her small hands on her hips, "Me and Rap know how to, we've watched Goldva do it lots of times!"

Rap nodded in agreement, the twins ran over to the computer and clicked on the recycling bin, "What do you want us to search for, Kalim?" Rap asked, already in position to type.

"The file name is U-L-T-I-M-O," he told them.

The two girls did as they were told and brought out the file, they opened the folder and Silva and Kalim's eyes widened. The archive read:

"Shaman Fight 1500"

OZOREZAN, JAPAN 1992

"Move out of my way! Move it!" Edward ordered as he ran down the hallways of the Kyouto hospital, pushing people aside, when he made it to room 007 he stopped dead in his tracks and slammed the door open. There in the room he saw Cadm sitting in a chair by the hospital bed, his expression a stern but calm one.

"What'd the doctor say?" Edward asked as he stepped slowly into the room, he looked over at the figure lying on the bed, her locks of blonde hair were spread out throughout the pillow, her face was drenched in sweat and almost pale.

Cadm looked at Anna-chan's body, "Well, Misaka-san was dead before the ambulance got there, but your sister is just in a short coma, they say it'll only last a few days and she'll be back to normal soon."

"Do you know what happened?"

"Rape," someone said curtly from the doorway, Cadm and Edward both turned around and saw Kyoyama Damasu standing at the doorway, a clipboard in his hands, he walked inside the room, ignoring the deadly looks he was receiving from his son, "I just checked over Shio Misaka's corpse a while ago, she was definitely raped, I already did the paper work and everything. The rapist must've decided that Shio Misaka was a better treat than…Anna, so he went after her first. I'm guessing that…Anna decided to stop the rapist and he just knocked her out so he could get to Shio Misaka."

"You honestly expect me to believe that this was a rape?" Edward asked, his eyes having a certain burning fire, "You're not even supposed to be here, so how do I know that you didn't do this, father?"

"I came here because your mother got sick again and needed to go to a hospital, and since this one in Kyouto was the closest and one of the best-"

"Don't give me that shit," Edward warned as he stood up and stormed out of the room.

Damasu sighed and gave a shrug, "Teenagers," he said, then he turned to Cadm and walked over to the bed, "I'm going to have to check her vital signs so I'm going to have to ask you to leave the room."

"You can check her vital signs with me in the room," Cadm told him, crossing his buff arms in front of his chest, "I'm not leaving this room until she wakes up."

Damasu frowned, "Have it your way," he said.

The room was completely silent, so silent that you could possibly hear the uneasy breathing that belong to both Yoh and Anna, both of them lied on the hotel bed, both wearing their night yukatas, and both thinking hard of what they saw today.

Yoh turned to his side, having a good view of his wife's face, "Are you sure you're okay, Anna?" he asked extremely concerned,

"Yeah. I'm sure…"

"Cadm called, he said that Anna-chan is in a coma, it must be from hitting her head when she fell, or by using too much furyoku…"

"Hmm."

"Hey Anna?"

"Nani, Yoh?"

"That large spirit…was that…The Great Spirit?" he asked in awe of the image of that great powerful that appeared.

"Hai, that was its oversoul form."

"And you could summon it?"

"Hai, I still can…but it's too much trouble to summon something that big…I hardly ever had to use it…"

"You've use it before?"

"…I'd rather not talk about it Yoh…"

"…gomen…"

Not knowing what else he could do, he went back to laying on his back, pulling the covers over the both of them. As they got under the covers, she scooted over and put her head on his chest, he began pulling back the hairs that covered her face.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked her curiously, his eyes on her.

"I'll tell you later," she promised, her left hand crept onto his chest.

He eyed her, "Okay then," he said uncertainly. He wrapped his arm around her, a blush appearing on his face for no reason. "Good night," he said nervously.

"Good night…"

As he closed his eyes, Anna took her index finger and began tracing the outline of his pecs, eventually trailing down to his abs. He stirred and breathed deeply, but said nothing, allowing her to continue. She inhaled sharply and closed her eyes. Yoh's eyes flew open as the hand dipped lower and he grabbed her wrist.

"Anna?" he cried out in shock, jerking himself up to a sitting position.

Her gaze didn't waver as well . "I promised you, Yoh."

A blush streaked across his face. "Anna…" She was looking at him earnestly. They held each other's gaze as he seemed to be deep in thought, conflicted with himself. "You don't have to-,"

"I know. But I want to."

"But what about…today's events, do you not feel a little…depressed of what's happened?"

"I've seen worse, Yoh…" she whispered softly, a hidden tone mixed with her usual dull one. She looked up to meet his eyes, strange eyes searching for an answer…

He shook his head and looked away from her. "No…I can't…"

"Yoh..." She put her hand on his cheek and turned his face back to her. She took his right hand and placed it on her chest; she could hear his acute intake of breath as his hand fought against the rest of him. "I'm yours, I'm sure you know that."

He stared at her, then leaned in to kiss her passionately. His mouth trailed up to her ear.

"Are you sure?" he whispered.

"Are you questioning me, Asakura?" she asked him, raising a playful brow.

He kissed her again as he rolled on top of her, his mouth still near her ear. "Only if you let me," he told her before kissing her once more…

APRIL 2000, SHINRA PRAVATE ACADEMY

"Oi, Ren! Pass it this way!"

Ren chip passed the ball over to Horohoro, who immediately arched his back and swung his head forward, heading the ball over to Chocolove, another player got in front of him and stole the ball before it could reach them so they went off after him. The player ran over to the goal where Lyserg stood, looking nervously at the approaching ball, the player did a quick instep kick and launched it to the goal; Lyserg involuntarily threw himself to receive the ball right in his gut.

"Lyserg-kun is good at this, don't you think Maiden?" Tamao asked from the sidelines clapping her hands at Lyserg's amazing catch.

Jeanne softly nodded, "Mmhmm, one would think he had played this before…"

Pirika stood on the school benches, balancing herself on her tip toes as she cupped the side of her mouth, "You better score a goal, Onii-chan!" she ordered, "Come on, you can run faster than that!"

Manta sweat dropped at hearing the Ainu girl's…"encouraging" chants, he laid himself out on the bench he sat on, letting out a long sigh. For some strange unknown reason, the principal let all the students have a free day outside, saying something like the superintendent thought they had worked pretty hard these last three weeks, but all the others found it a bit strange.

"Why would they give us a free day the same day Hao and Annaka are taking that graduation exam?" Ren pointed out a while back.

"It's seems to me that the superintendent of this school wants Hao and Annaka-san to take that exam, in order for them to work without disturbance why not give everyone else a free day outside," Lyserg added to Ren's observation.

What Ren and Lyserg said both made sense but yet why would anyone want to force those two to take a graduation exam? "None of this makes any sense," Manta sighed, the boy was so lost in thought at the moment that not even Pirika's screaming could snap him back.

"Ano, Manta-kun?" Tamao began poking Manta desperately on the arm; Manta looked up and saw her pointing over to the entrance doors, his eyes widened. There, coming towards them, was Jackson, his usual long red hair was down and the only difference Manta could see was that he was wearing a black tux, instead of his usual clothing that Manta had seen him in at the Shaman Fight.

He walked over Jeanne, Tamao, Pirika, and Manta, his face stern and firm, causing both Manta and Tamao to quiver in fear, Jeanne stood and gazed her ruby eyes up at him. Jackson stopped right in front of the French maiden, "Maiden-san," he acknowledged, giving her a curt bow.

Jeanne slightly curtsied, Jackson rose and continued on, "We require the attention of you and your…friends," he told her sternly.

"You have our attention," Ren said just as sternly, walking off the school's soccer field and heading over to Jackson, arms crossed, with Lyserg, Horo, and Chocolove right behind him.

The Chinese monk's head turned towards his former competitors, his expression not changing even the least bit, "You all need to come with us, Lady Sati has ordered us to bring you all into the office, she's the one that requires your attention." He looked around, looking at every face, "Where's that dark haired copy of Anna-sama?" he asked.

"She's right here, Jackson," Cado informed appearing from the far side of the school, one of his hands was on Nianna's shoulder and the other one was grabbing both her wrists. "She's got Anna-sama's attitude, I can tell you that," he joked.

Yainage came from behind him, holding the wrist of a handsome boy with olive skin, blue eyes, and long pitch black hair. "We also got her servant boy," monk informed, following behind Cado.

The boy let out a growl, "Her what?" he demanded to know.

Nianna swung her leg and kicked him in the gut, "Shut up, Nagehiko," she ordered, causing him to do as he was told.

"Either way," Jackson interrupted, becoming slightly annoyed with these…"kids", "We cannot allow Lady Sati to wait any longer," he was about to begin walking until his eyes caught the face of Tamao and Pirika, he pointed them out, "You two can stay out here, no questions asked."

"I see you brought me my other guests," Sati mused upon seeing the arrival of the shamans. When they entered the principal's office they saw Ryu and Faust also in the room, sitting on the large couched that the principal had bought. Sati looked over at her followers and thanked them then she noticed the two dark haired shaman being gripped tightly by Yainage and Cado, "Oh!," she spoke up, "I hope you were not harsh to them, Team Myo-o."

Yainage and Cado let go of Nianna and Nagehiko, Sati smiled and signaled Nianna to come towards her, with a severe mien Nianna did as she was told. Sati eyed her noticing the amazing Anna-like features in the girl, when she was done she smiled, "You are indeed a copy of Anna, you should consider yourself lucky," she told her kindly.

Nianna said nothing.

"Excuse me, Sati?" Lyserg interrupted nervously, earning death glares from Jackson, "I'd really like to know why you have come here to talk to us."

"Sati seems to know something about the threat that is after Yoh-kun," Faust informed as everyone came through the office door, he gave them all a lazy smile as they entered, "This information could help us stop the threat before it reaches Yoh-kun and Miss Anna."

"As expected of Lady Sati!" Ryu exclaimed, his eyes in the shape of large beating hearts.

Sati leisurely placed her chin in the palm of her thin hand, to long delicate finger sticking out while the others were under her chin, "Well actually, I'm here to inform that I know what the threat is."

Eyed widened…

"Komeri, please bring me the items." Sati asked of the small dark Indian girl, Komeri came inside the room carrying two things, an old rusty brown oracle bell, and a large worn out book, she placed them both on the table in front of Sati, then she shyly exited the room; Sati then turned to team Myo-o, "Please leave us," she gently ordered.

When team Myo-o closed the door behind them Sati turned to the shamans asking them all to take a seat, "The threat that has come to take Asakura Yoh's throne is a very dangerous one," she began, placing the book and the oracle bell in front of her in an organized manner, "but the threat did not occur just now, the threat pretty much started at the last Shaman Fight, the 1500 Shaman Fight." –She touched the items on the desk- "These items belonged to my ancestor that lived and participated through the 1500 Shaman Fight, Saigan Sacchi. She lived through that horrible battle long enough to take old video recordings of the fights and place them in her oracle bell, hiding them away for a time when there would be a threat to the throne."

"Hey but everyone knows that you couldn't record videos back in the 1500s," Chocolove informed, "So how the heck could she get those videos?"

"Technology has been around long before humans discovered it," a voice said, the door to the office opened and you could see a beautiful a tan girl with blue eyes and long spiky-edged black hair, she wore a short smooth white leather dress that came down to about an inch above mid-thigh, she wore high moccasins that came about three inches over her knees, she wore two oversized silver bracelets, one on each wrist, a large red headband that was half covered by her hair and a red necklace around her neck, on her ears she had two large feather earrings, and in the middle of her dress was a picture of what seemed to be an alien. In her hands she carried Asakura Hana, the small Shaman Prince was asleep in her arms, so he would've never noticed his change in location.

"Ah! It's a…cutie!" Ryo exclaimed, his face turning a bright red and smoke coming out of his ears.

"Rutherfor!" Ohachiyo called out happily, appearing right beside of Manta, a hand up in the air as a gesture of greeting, "It's been three weeks, how've ya' been?"

"Rutherfor?" everyone, minus Sati, exclaimed.

Manta turned to his left, "But Ohachiyo, I thought Rutherfor was your Patch name, how can this girl also be-"

"He's my substitute," Rutherfor explained, "As the only female in the 10 Patch Priest I have more duties than the males, so Ohachiyo takes over my plant when I am gone or whenever he feels like it for that matter," she added, eyeing the demon with a certain look of annoyment.

Horo slammed his fist hard on the table, "Enough of this pointless shit," he yelled, he turned to the female Patch, "You, continue with what you were saying before. How the hell did Sati's ancestor get those videos when recording by video didn't exist back then?"

The girl looked at him blankly before taking a seat on the floor beside the door. "Believe it or not, shamans, but we've had visitors on our planet on countless occasions, there are signs everywhere. Their wisdom far surpasses that of humans, and they have intelligence and crafts that people couldn't dream of."

"I'm not buying it," Ren stated, "You're speaking of aliens are you not? There is not proof that any of those exists."

"Fufufu, on the contrary, Tao Ren," Ohachiyo laughed, "'He' is proof that they do exist."

"He?" Horo echoed in question.

Suddenly Matamune appeared on Manta's right side, chewing on the pipe in his mouth, "He speaks of Rutherfor's spirit, 'Grey Saucer'."

Rutherfor nodded, "It happened far before the first Shaman Fight…everything started when a UFO crashed near our village. The unknown creature came out dying…but he survived thanks to out shamans' medical treatments. Soon he got used to people and became friends with everyone. Before he died at the natural age of 100, he taught us many thinks that we consider our 'Traditional Patch Art', such as the oracle bell. But the person who he taught the most to was the Shaman Priestess." She stopped and her blue eyes drifted over to where the maiden sat beside Lyserg; Jeanne, noticing her stare, did not respond in any way.

"An alien a natural death…" Chocolove thought aloud, being ignored by everyone.

"But what was that alien doing on Earth…!" Lyserg wanted to know, practically sitting at the edge of the couch, eagerly wanting to know more.

"Investigating," Matamune said curtly.

"You 'intelligent beings' progress because you are constantly aiming at something," Ohachiyo added calmly, "But if you don't control your need to know, one day your wisdom will cause problems for you."

Rutherfor nodded curtly in agreement, "The heart. It doesn't matter how many techniques you know, there's no way to investigate your heart if you don't erase the sadness and pain caused by your wisdom." She added, "That's your phrase of the day."

Everyone sweat dropped.

"Back to our previous business, arigatou for bringing the Shaman Prince, Rutherfor," –the girl nodded- "Continuing on, this recording of the events of the Shaman Fight came from one of those 'advance inventions' it came from the first robot boy, named Ultimo, he was Annaka-san's best friend before she ever interacted with anyone. But I'd rather not spoil the story for you, but I wish for you all to see for yourself."

"This is the recording of the Shaman Fight that occurred 500 years ago, in other words…it is also the past of Hao and Annaka-san."

SHAMAN FIGHT, YEAR 1500

Annaka's P.O.V.

"Alright you two, this test is a written exam, the rules our on your desks and in a minute I'll hand out the exam." 'How is it that I am stuck in this rotten job, all the other teachers went home, but no, I had to stay and supervise these two know-it-alls. Well at least Kyoyama-san is pretty, I'll just stare at her to get my mind off things, but Asakura looks like he could kill someone, what happened to that lazy, kind appearance-"

I turned off my mind reading on Sensei, it wasn't out of courtesy, it was out of annoyment. Humans and their disturbing thoughts…

Though my husband, on the other hand, didn't have a choice when it came to mind reading, how horrid. I didn't even want to know what he was thinking of at the moment, but I was sure it was either about burning Sensei to ashes right know or he was thinking of what I told him last night.

It's hard on me as well, who ever heard of a woman giving birth after 3 weeks of pregnancy? Why was it that all these things happen to me? Was it because I was cursed due to my sins? Whatever it was, I wanted it to stop.

Sensei gave me my exam, I hid my face behind my hair to avoid him thinking anymore thoughts of me, because I was sure that Hao was reaching his limit with him. My eyes were hurting greatly at the moment, oversouling your eyes a different color for school hours was a great pain, but I really just wanted to get this exam over with.

I picked up the booklet, for a graduation exam it was rather light…too light. I opened it up to see that it only had one page, I raised a brow and looked over at Hao, he looked rather bored as he read over the question, then both his eyes raised in question. I looked over my own exam and read the exam question.

Write a fictional story that takes place in the 1500s, do not make it an ordinary story make it entertaining and so puzzling that it makes the reader think and feel as the characters do.

I looked back over at Hao, who was resting his head on his palm, a smirk creeping up his face as he looked right at me, I was curious to know why he had that smirk so I decided to check his mind.

He was thinking of the time we first slept together, 500 years ago…

I felt the heat rush to my head and I could hear Hao let out a small chuckle, I narrowed my eyes at him, 'Hentai,'I told him through my head, he just widened his smirk and responded through his head, 'Love you too,'.

I turned my head away from his gaze, looking back down at paper, I would kill him later, but this exam had to be finished before I could kill him in any way. But the hentai of a husband's perverted flashback of the past gave me my topic. I realized that was the purpose of this whole thing, and Hao figured it out before I did, that flashback had been his way of telling me. Whoever set up this quiz…wanted to know of my past, my past with Hao, my past as a Shaman Queen, the dark story of the occurrences of the Shaman Fight 500 years ago. I turned to look at Hao once more, he had already begun writing, his topic the same as mine.

I turned back to my paper, and I began the unknown story that happened that half a century ago, I picked up my pencil and wrote the title, knowing the story was beginning…again. And then I began writing…

The heart. It doesn't matter how many techniques you know, there's no way to investigate your heart if you don't erase the sadness and pain caused by your wisdom…

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, I BELIEVE THIS WAS THE BEST CHAPTER SO FAR, I AM PROUD WITH MYSELF. SORRY IT TAKES ME A WHILE BUT I BASICALLY REWRITE MY CHAPTERS AS I REREAD THEM SO…YEA…

OKAY THE NEXT FEW CHAPTER WILL HAVENOYoh/Anna, SORRY BUT TO UNDERSTAND THE THREAT THAT IS AFTER THE THRONE WE HAVE TO GO BACK TO ITS SOURCE THEREFORE, WE'RE GOING BACK IN TIME TO Hao/Annaka'S TIME. I DON'T KNOW HOW LONG THIS ARC WILL BE BUT I CALL IT THE "Hoshi No Kissu" ARC. ITS CHAPTERS WILL BE LABELED JUST HOW TAKEI LABELED HIS "Osorezan Revoir" ARC. I DO HOPE YOU ENJOY THESE NEXT CHAPTERS THOUGH.

HMMM ONLY 3 REVIEWS IN THE LAST CHAPTER…? I'M SADDENED. OH WELL I AT LEAST GIVE THANKS AND CREDITS TO:

Majrocks- (WHO'S NEW BUTREVIEWED, THANK YOU FOR REVIEWING)

Nightglider- (WHO IS GOING TO PUNISH ME GREATLY IF I DON'T UPLOAD FASTER)

Hpcs2 - Suprema Onmyoji Isah- (WHO IS TOTALLY AWESOME FOR REVIEWINGEVERYCHAPTER, U GUYS SHOULD LEARN FROM HER)

NOW MY READERS I SHALL BEGIN WRITING THE "Hoshi No Kissu" ARC.

READ & REVIEWPLEASE, I DON'T WANT TO BECOME ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE WHO WON'T UPLOAD UNTIL THEY GETAT LEAST10 REVIEWS PER CHAPTER…

Crystel Hidalgo/YohAnna4eva