Starless
by Icy and J
Disclaimer:
We, the authors of this audacious ficcy here, do hereby solomnly swear that we do not own any itty bitty of Shaman King. Neither do we take ownership for any human, animal, reptile injured during the course of this outrageous fic. Well, now with all the formalities over with, here we go...
This one comes as more of a romance fic than humour in light of recent events that have transpired in the real world concerning the two authors. Best not to say what.
This one goes out to the All-American Boys' Chorus' "Chopstick Boy". I hope this pair won't break... And BRAVO to all of you guys who came down to Sunny Singapore to perform in your Asia Tour! -IceFire (representing Sing Melody Children's choir-Singapore)
Chapter 1: Arrivals
It was a rather peaceful morning with the sun just peeking through the blinds, creeping across the wooden planks of the floor. The birds enamoured the glorious dawn with chirping that just seemed like music if you listened closely enough... If you could here anything at all. Note that we used PAST TENSE.
"YOH!!!!!!!!"
The shaman jerked awake, stumbling up the stairs in a half-dazed manner, nearly tripping over a small lump of-
(Don't you dare say it's a hill...-J)
-3 year old Yomaru. Ever since a few months ago, there was simply not enough space on the futon upstairs and the befuddled Asakura had to move into the lving room.
"Yes?" Yoh asked while sliding open the door, rather groggily considering it was only 2 in the morning. Anna gave him a smile. It was getting a habit now, knowing that it was all it took for him to do anything for her. Either way, he wouldn't have her waddling all over the place, being the very pregnant itako she was. About 8 months in fact. It was nearly a year since the two finally got married in the huge Asakura mansion gardens under the twilight of the stars...
"Can you get me a tub of vanilla ice-cream without nuts, a bowl of sweet potatos, some marsh-mellows, some peaches with whipped cream and some kitty kibbles?" Anna listed, counting off her fingers. Yoh gave her a weak grin before turning to his son who was tugging at the leg of his shorts.
"Otousan..." Yomaru whined. "I want some kitty kibbles too."
Yoh smiled, ruffling his son's dark hair before lifting him up onto his shoulders. With all the kitty kibbles the two were eating, he'd might as well move in with a pack of cats... "Let's pay a visit to your uncle shall we?"
Hao took a long draw from his homemade cigar made mostly from lumps of sugar, starch and most importantly kitty kibbles. It was the 'kibbles cigar' all wrapped tightly in a roll of toilet paper.
The 21 year old was busy puffing a long earthworm of a smoke trail when the door bell rang. Plodding over to the door, he swung it open, flinging his hair over his shoulder like something out of a shampoo ad.
"Hao, I need to borrow some- WHAT IN THE WORLD ARE YOU WEARING?!" Yoh yelled out, shocking the sleep from him. Hao glared at him, looking down at his attire of pink bunny slippers, purple furry bath robe and long green bell bottoms peeking out from the ends of his robe. Hao crossed his arms and glared at his brother.
"Are you my fashion designer or something? I've already got Ren to do that for me." Hao retorted, blowing some smoke in Yoh's face, turning it a peculiar shade of purple. "What do you want? I'm a very busy man you know, brother."
Yoh sighed, setting his sleeping son down at his feet. "I need some kibbles."
Hao raised an eyebrow. "Anna hungry again? By the amount she's eating, she might grow an extra head or something!"
Yoh shuddered at the thought of a doubly loud and ferocious two-headed Anna. "That doesn't sound very nice at all... But I really need those kibbles."
Hao patted his brother on the shoulder and gave him a generous human sized sack of kitty nibbles. "Here is a portion of my pity for you..." he cackled before slamming the door in Yoh's face.
"Let's go, Yo-chan..." Yoh said softly, hoisting the bag of kibbles on one shoulder and Yomaru on the other. If you didn't know any better, you would think he was a body snatcher or a grave-robber or something out of a frankenstien movie.
"Anna?" Yoh called out, using a sore toe to nudge open the door of their room, arms overloaded with food and a snoozing Yomaru whose mouth was crammed with kibbles so he drooled slightly.
Rather sadly, the itako was fast asleep, her craving satiated by one of the few hundred bars of chocolate filling the fridge in the kitchen. Smiling to himself, he set his son down next to Anna, dumping all the newly collected food in a corner within easy reach.
Anna had grown much more radiant within the past couple of years, her icy demeanour aside at last. Perhaps childcare had made her grow out of her paranoid state. Or perhaps Yoh's promise was finally being fulfilled...
11 years ago...
"Don't worry..." Yoh assured. "I'll find a way to help you. Just wait till I become Shaman King. I'll wait for you."
*end of flashback*
(wow... that was short...-Icy)
(Hey! I'm still a slow reader okay?!-J)
(by the way, Yoh had promised Anna to 'cure' her of her curse that made oni appear everywhere she went-Icy)
(I think they know that...-J)
(Whatever...-Icy)
Well, anyways, she was calmer and more patient... I hope. Plus she had grown into a ravishing beauty (not that she wasn't before-J) even though she was swollen to the size of a circus tent. Yoh let out a sigh, turning to leave the room and get some shut-eye before he had to get up to prepare breakfast.
"Yoh?"
The shaman turned to his groggy wife who was struggling to sit up but in the end gave up and flopped back down onto the futon. He went to her side, kneeling beside her and giving her a grin that normally meant he had done something wrong and was trying to hide it. Realising this, he quickly rearranged his face into a mafia like manical smirk before deciding not to smile at all. So he just lay there next to her, running his fingers through her silky hair...
"Ew..." Yoh frowned as his hand slipped off her hair and went straight into Yomaru's kibblish droolish mouth. Anna's lips curled into a feline looking smile when...
"Yoh..." Anna muttered rather seriously, looking her surprised husband in the eye. "Let's go."
Yoh blinked. "Huh? Go where? I just got back here."
Anna rolled her eyes. It was getting difficult to stay conscious now...
"GET ME TO THE HOSPITAL NOW, YOU IDIOT!!!!!!!" Anna roared, knocking Yoh several feet away with a hard slap. Then, she promptly fainted.
Yoh, being Yoh, went into full panic mode.
"HOLY -censored-!!!!" he yelled, frantically racing to get the prepared bag of clothes and other stuff. In a mad rush, he summoned out Amidamaru and the two of them loaded all sorts of rubbish into the back of his- bicycle.
(What?! Isn't that a bit too small... -Icy)
(Not at all. If I can cram you on the back of my bike, he can cram his whole house on his! A newly learned method of saving space! SPANDEX SPACE!!!!!!-J)
Yes, Yoh, for some reason was dressed in a bright yellow spandex just like wolverine from the x-men, only less macho. So he looked like a terribly deformed clone of pikachu. Explanation of spandex space: Ever wondered how anime characters can seem to cram everything and anything into their seemingly tiny pockets? Well, it's all due to the magic of SPANDEX SPACE!!!!!! Lovely isn't it?
Well, as Yoh carried the collapsed Anna out of the house, Amidamaru, who was rather wary of such dangerous situations, wisely chose to stay at home and look after the snoring, drooling... Yomaru.
With his wife on his lap and half the house's belongings piled on the back of his mountain bike, Yoh began the extremely tiring journey to the hospital 2 kilometres away...
The moment Yoh barged in through the doors, he was greeted by the sight of the entire shaman king gang. Horohoro and Ren, who was clinging to the ice shaman's leg for dear life; Maiden, who was randomly slapping Marcus and Lyserg for no apparent reason other than to keep her hands warm; Hao, popping kitty kibbles from the enormous sack full next to him; Jun, who had new coloured lenses on... one pink and one neon orange; Pyron, who was embroiding a mickey mouse on his leg; Ryu, who was trying to get his 50 cents back from a vending machine by kicking it till it had a hole in its side; Tamao, who was begging Ponchi and Conchi to put on some clothing for decency's sake; Kino, who was sharpening her stick on Yohmei's head; and lastly, Manta, who until that day had not gotten all the soot out of his system from his last bout up the chimney.
All eyes suddenly turned to the exhuasted Yoh. And promptly exploded into a huge roar of questions.
"Is she okay?"
"Yoh-kun! You've got some kitty kibble on your face!"
"Is it a boy or a girl? Are you a boy or a girl, for that matter?!"
"How did you get here?"
"Your grandmother said you'd be coming in but we didn't expect it to be so soon!!!!"
"Do you have extra underwear in that bag?"
"QUUUUUUIIIIIIIIEEEEEEETTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Yoh hollered, silencing everyone into a stupor. Once he had gained all their attention, he took a deep breath, making his already pale face paler.
"She's going into labour."
~TBC~
Well, liked it? Hated it? Couldn't care less? R&R and tell us what we can do and change for this ficcy!!! -Icy and J (who are still trying to get the excess pee out of their sodden clothes)
by Icy and J
Disclaimer:
We, the authors of this audacious ficcy here, do hereby solomnly swear that we do not own any itty bitty of Shaman King. Neither do we take ownership for any human, animal, reptile injured during the course of this outrageous fic. Well, now with all the formalities over with, here we go...
This one comes as more of a romance fic than humour in light of recent events that have transpired in the real world concerning the two authors. Best not to say what.
This one goes out to the All-American Boys' Chorus' "Chopstick Boy". I hope this pair won't break... And BRAVO to all of you guys who came down to Sunny Singapore to perform in your Asia Tour! -IceFire (representing Sing Melody Children's choir-Singapore)
Chapter 1: Arrivals
It was a rather peaceful morning with the sun just peeking through the blinds, creeping across the wooden planks of the floor. The birds enamoured the glorious dawn with chirping that just seemed like music if you listened closely enough... If you could here anything at all. Note that we used PAST TENSE.
"YOH!!!!!!!!"
The shaman jerked awake, stumbling up the stairs in a half-dazed manner, nearly tripping over a small lump of-
(Don't you dare say it's a hill...-J)
-3 year old Yomaru. Ever since a few months ago, there was simply not enough space on the futon upstairs and the befuddled Asakura had to move into the lving room.
"Yes?" Yoh asked while sliding open the door, rather groggily considering it was only 2 in the morning. Anna gave him a smile. It was getting a habit now, knowing that it was all it took for him to do anything for her. Either way, he wouldn't have her waddling all over the place, being the very pregnant itako she was. About 8 months in fact. It was nearly a year since the two finally got married in the huge Asakura mansion gardens under the twilight of the stars...
"Can you get me a tub of vanilla ice-cream without nuts, a bowl of sweet potatos, some marsh-mellows, some peaches with whipped cream and some kitty kibbles?" Anna listed, counting off her fingers. Yoh gave her a weak grin before turning to his son who was tugging at the leg of his shorts.
"Otousan..." Yomaru whined. "I want some kitty kibbles too."
Yoh smiled, ruffling his son's dark hair before lifting him up onto his shoulders. With all the kitty kibbles the two were eating, he'd might as well move in with a pack of cats... "Let's pay a visit to your uncle shall we?"
Hao took a long draw from his homemade cigar made mostly from lumps of sugar, starch and most importantly kitty kibbles. It was the 'kibbles cigar' all wrapped tightly in a roll of toilet paper.
The 21 year old was busy puffing a long earthworm of a smoke trail when the door bell rang. Plodding over to the door, he swung it open, flinging his hair over his shoulder like something out of a shampoo ad.
"Hao, I need to borrow some- WHAT IN THE WORLD ARE YOU WEARING?!" Yoh yelled out, shocking the sleep from him. Hao glared at him, looking down at his attire of pink bunny slippers, purple furry bath robe and long green bell bottoms peeking out from the ends of his robe. Hao crossed his arms and glared at his brother.
"Are you my fashion designer or something? I've already got Ren to do that for me." Hao retorted, blowing some smoke in Yoh's face, turning it a peculiar shade of purple. "What do you want? I'm a very busy man you know, brother."
Yoh sighed, setting his sleeping son down at his feet. "I need some kibbles."
Hao raised an eyebrow. "Anna hungry again? By the amount she's eating, she might grow an extra head or something!"
Yoh shuddered at the thought of a doubly loud and ferocious two-headed Anna. "That doesn't sound very nice at all... But I really need those kibbles."
Hao patted his brother on the shoulder and gave him a generous human sized sack of kitty nibbles. "Here is a portion of my pity for you..." he cackled before slamming the door in Yoh's face.
"Let's go, Yo-chan..." Yoh said softly, hoisting the bag of kibbles on one shoulder and Yomaru on the other. If you didn't know any better, you would think he was a body snatcher or a grave-robber or something out of a frankenstien movie.
"Anna?" Yoh called out, using a sore toe to nudge open the door of their room, arms overloaded with food and a snoozing Yomaru whose mouth was crammed with kibbles so he drooled slightly.
Rather sadly, the itako was fast asleep, her craving satiated by one of the few hundred bars of chocolate filling the fridge in the kitchen. Smiling to himself, he set his son down next to Anna, dumping all the newly collected food in a corner within easy reach.
Anna had grown much more radiant within the past couple of years, her icy demeanour aside at last. Perhaps childcare had made her grow out of her paranoid state. Or perhaps Yoh's promise was finally being fulfilled...
11 years ago...
"Don't worry..." Yoh assured. "I'll find a way to help you. Just wait till I become Shaman King. I'll wait for you."
*end of flashback*
(wow... that was short...-Icy)
(Hey! I'm still a slow reader okay?!-J)
(by the way, Yoh had promised Anna to 'cure' her of her curse that made oni appear everywhere she went-Icy)
(I think they know that...-J)
(Whatever...-Icy)
Well, anyways, she was calmer and more patient... I hope. Plus she had grown into a ravishing beauty (not that she wasn't before-J) even though she was swollen to the size of a circus tent. Yoh let out a sigh, turning to leave the room and get some shut-eye before he had to get up to prepare breakfast.
"Yoh?"
The shaman turned to his groggy wife who was struggling to sit up but in the end gave up and flopped back down onto the futon. He went to her side, kneeling beside her and giving her a grin that normally meant he had done something wrong and was trying to hide it. Realising this, he quickly rearranged his face into a mafia like manical smirk before deciding not to smile at all. So he just lay there next to her, running his fingers through her silky hair...
"Ew..." Yoh frowned as his hand slipped off her hair and went straight into Yomaru's kibblish droolish mouth. Anna's lips curled into a feline looking smile when...
"Yoh..." Anna muttered rather seriously, looking her surprised husband in the eye. "Let's go."
Yoh blinked. "Huh? Go where? I just got back here."
Anna rolled her eyes. It was getting difficult to stay conscious now...
"GET ME TO THE HOSPITAL NOW, YOU IDIOT!!!!!!!" Anna roared, knocking Yoh several feet away with a hard slap. Then, she promptly fainted.
Yoh, being Yoh, went into full panic mode.
"HOLY -censored-!!!!" he yelled, frantically racing to get the prepared bag of clothes and other stuff. In a mad rush, he summoned out Amidamaru and the two of them loaded all sorts of rubbish into the back of his- bicycle.
(What?! Isn't that a bit too small... -Icy)
(Not at all. If I can cram you on the back of my bike, he can cram his whole house on his! A newly learned method of saving space! SPANDEX SPACE!!!!!!-J)
Yes, Yoh, for some reason was dressed in a bright yellow spandex just like wolverine from the x-men, only less macho. So he looked like a terribly deformed clone of pikachu. Explanation of spandex space: Ever wondered how anime characters can seem to cram everything and anything into their seemingly tiny pockets? Well, it's all due to the magic of SPANDEX SPACE!!!!!! Lovely isn't it?
Well, as Yoh carried the collapsed Anna out of the house, Amidamaru, who was rather wary of such dangerous situations, wisely chose to stay at home and look after the snoring, drooling... Yomaru.
With his wife on his lap and half the house's belongings piled on the back of his mountain bike, Yoh began the extremely tiring journey to the hospital 2 kilometres away...
The moment Yoh barged in through the doors, he was greeted by the sight of the entire shaman king gang. Horohoro and Ren, who was clinging to the ice shaman's leg for dear life; Maiden, who was randomly slapping Marcus and Lyserg for no apparent reason other than to keep her hands warm; Hao, popping kitty kibbles from the enormous sack full next to him; Jun, who had new coloured lenses on... one pink and one neon orange; Pyron, who was embroiding a mickey mouse on his leg; Ryu, who was trying to get his 50 cents back from a vending machine by kicking it till it had a hole in its side; Tamao, who was begging Ponchi and Conchi to put on some clothing for decency's sake; Kino, who was sharpening her stick on Yohmei's head; and lastly, Manta, who until that day had not gotten all the soot out of his system from his last bout up the chimney.
All eyes suddenly turned to the exhuasted Yoh. And promptly exploded into a huge roar of questions.
"Is she okay?"
"Yoh-kun! You've got some kitty kibble on your face!"
"Is it a boy or a girl? Are you a boy or a girl, for that matter?!"
"How did you get here?"
"Your grandmother said you'd be coming in but we didn't expect it to be so soon!!!!"
"Do you have extra underwear in that bag?"
"QUUUUUUIIIIIIIIEEEEEEETTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Yoh hollered, silencing everyone into a stupor. Once he had gained all their attention, he took a deep breath, making his already pale face paler.
"She's going into labour."
~TBC~
Well, liked it? Hated it? Couldn't care less? R&R and tell us what we can do and change for this ficcy!!! -Icy and J (who are still trying to get the excess pee out of their sodden clothes)