Starless
bye Icy and J
Author's note: Let's face it. Our humour is running dry. Our romance factor is kicking in to compensate. What can we say? It's not as funny but it's a sure helluva YohAnna! Oh my... We're becoming lame...
A small blob of something plopped onto the path right between the two stone figurines placed outside the hospital, dangerously positioned in the middled of the walkway. A dove above, in clumsy flight, swooped through the hospital grounds, flapping with its wings riddled with water. Doves were lucky. Shit was not. So the dove and the shit theoratically cancelled each other out. Everything was fine...
Or so he thought.
Strangely, as the authors of this fic are mad, there was a humongous durain tree sprouting from the middle of the lobby floor, extending it's branches to the heavens above... (note: a durian is a large, green, very spikey, hard, fruit popular in Asia. Imagine a spikey green bowling ball...) During his long tenure in the lobby, he bore many spiked fruits, of which one was now ripe for picking and was about to...
THWAAAAAACK!!!!!!!
... Too late.
The incredibly large durian landed soundly on Yoh's head. A halo of screaming chickens descended upon his head.
"Maybe you should take a break man..." Horohoro suggested, watching Yoh as the shaman get back up and continue pacing non-stop in the hospital lobby. He had gone into the operating room with Anna for about 10 seconds before he fainted and had to be carried out by a rather large nurse.
"Yeah," Ryu supplied. "Why don't you make yourself busy? Like... Get some present or something for your wife?"
Yoh shot him a glare before continuing to pace in a tiny circle, slowing grinding a hole in the floor. Yohmei glanced up at him grandson, wincing as a splinter from Kino's walking stick lodged itself in his head.
"Why don't you write her a poem?" Yohmei suggested, scratching his head, earning himself a nice solid plonk on the head. "Horohoro can help you..."
"Yeah!" Horohoro squealed enthusiatically. "I got the first few lines already!"
After a bit of scribbling and rumaging about his brain, he presented the to-be-dad a soggy, used napkin with several messy words on them. The shaman took a long glance at the paper... more like a long stare... And began reading it out loud...
"You're the wind in my hair, the pitch in my ears, the taste on my lips, the... HAIR UP MY ARMS?!!!?!!!!?!?!!!!!!!" Yoh proceeded to beating the life out of the ice shaman. The rest of the poem was too horrible to put on paper, much less a website.
"Yoh! Yoh-kun!"
A squeaky voice that sounded like someone dragging their dog on a leash piercd through the air like an annoying arrow and the sound reverbrated in Yoh head for several seconds like a church bell before actually registering in his mind.
"Huh?" he huhed slurrily, turning his gaze to the excited looking Manta who was running as fast as his tiny legs could carry him... Which was not very fast at all. The small boy screeched to a halt, earning a grimace form everybody.
"What do you want?!" Lyserg demanded hotly, randomly kicking Hao. Hao returned the favour with a fist in the X-Law's face.
"Yeah, midget." Hao agreed, wiping his fist on the unconscious Lyserg's sleeve. "What's up? The screamer of an itako done yet? Personally, I couldn't hear a thing from here..."
Manta gave the shaman a grin. "That's because she was complaining so much, they knocked her out with a sledge hammer."
"Oh..." everyone nodded, going back to their businesses.
"A sledge hammer?!" Yoh yelled. "This is a hospital for crying out loud! What about anaesthetics?!"
Manta snorted. Being short and snorting leaves you feeling and looking like a pig. Just thought you'd want to know. "Do you think you could pay for it? It's really expensive stuff ya know..."
Yoh blinked then gave him pockets a quick rummage. "Do they accept M&Ns? I've got the nice red ones..."
Hao rolled his eyes. "I can't believe a genius like me can have an idiot brother like him." he remarked, his neko ears twitching slightly. They had a remarkable ability to retract back into the owners head! Haha... We don't know what that was for...
"Well, there must be something about your 'stupid brother' that's more than the man YOU are." Maiden casually retorted. "I mean, that blonde would just go with any Marcus, Hororhoro or Ryu, now would she?"
The mentioned three turned and gave her a glare that would make a plant shrivel up and die. But, since she wasn't a plant, she simply stayed normal... (I know... We're lame...)
-6 months ago-
Horo Horo banged his fists against the door, nearly ripping it out of its frame. A rather groggy Yoh opened the door, apparently just out of the shower, his sopping wet bangs dripping with water and a clean white towel clinging to his waist.
"Hmm?"
"Oh... Urm... Hi, Yoh... Did I catch you at a bad time?" Horo horo cautiously asked, trying not to laugh. Yoh looked like he was thrown into the sea butt naked.
Yoh shook his head, flinging water all over the other shaman in the process. He then proceeded to run a hand through his hair making it more or less neat.
"I... See..." Horohoro said slowly, wiping the water from his face. "Well, we can't find your wife. She's not at the Asakura shrine like she normally is and we can't seem to find her at any of the places she's normally at... Well, Tamao said to tell you that."
"Is that all?"
"Urm... Yep." Horohoro spluttered out, not at all used to Yoh being so cold and emotionless. "You're not going to look for her?"
"No."
"Oh... Okay..." And the ice shaman quickly sprinted off.
Yoh slid the door close behind him, making his way back to the bath room where he pulled on a shirt and a pair of slacks. (Well, we can't have him walk around butt naked the whole day! There are children reading this fic too!)
"Who was it?" came a sleepy voice from the futon, followed by the loud bump of someone falling down after trying to get up.
"Nothing, Anna. Just go back to sleep." Yoh assured as he stepped into the room, helping his wife back onto her feet. "Did you just fall down after trying to stand up?"
"Shut up." she replied, retieing the sash around her robe again. "Unless you're really fond of cleaning toilets."
Earning wisdom from experience, Yoh wisely chose to keep his mouth shut until Anna was fully dressed and ready for breakfast of bread, water and a pile of bacon which he had sloppily prepared.
"Bacon again?" Anna groaned, seating herself at the table. "Is that all we have in the fridge?!"
Yoh shrugged. "No, but it's the easiest to cook. Just stick it in the sun for a few hours."
Anna almost gagged but kept the gagging to a minimal so as to not hurt his feelings. Aw... Since when did she give a hoot anyways...
"How are you feeling?" Yoh asked, concern furrowing his brow. "Anything wrong? Feeling sick or anything? How is the baby?"
Anna rolled her eyes. This was practically what she got everyday since they came back from the doctor's office. 'The baby will puke to death if you don't stop feeding us mouldy bacon...' she thought, forcing a straight face as she replied out loud to Yoh, "We're fine..."
Yoh gave her a great big grin in return. "Well, I hope the both of you are. Cause we're going to see our little guy today!"
What Yoh was saying was in no means dirty (I know who you are! All those thinking dirty thoughts!!!!!!), but he was refering to the baby echo scan thingy that you normally see on tv. Yeah.
~TBC~
Author's short note: The end. Just joking. Our note is not that short... This is considered a LONG chapter. Next one will be funnier... But considering our current state of luck, the possibility of that happening might be 1 to 700923. Yeah. So pls R&R. If we hit a good 10 reviews (we're not askin much), we'll post the next chapter! Yeah.
bye Icy and J
Author's note: Let's face it. Our humour is running dry. Our romance factor is kicking in to compensate. What can we say? It's not as funny but it's a sure helluva YohAnna! Oh my... We're becoming lame...
A small blob of something plopped onto the path right between the two stone figurines placed outside the hospital, dangerously positioned in the middled of the walkway. A dove above, in clumsy flight, swooped through the hospital grounds, flapping with its wings riddled with water. Doves were lucky. Shit was not. So the dove and the shit theoratically cancelled each other out. Everything was fine...
Or so he thought.
Strangely, as the authors of this fic are mad, there was a humongous durain tree sprouting from the middle of the lobby floor, extending it's branches to the heavens above... (note: a durian is a large, green, very spikey, hard, fruit popular in Asia. Imagine a spikey green bowling ball...) During his long tenure in the lobby, he bore many spiked fruits, of which one was now ripe for picking and was about to...
THWAAAAAACK!!!!!!!
... Too late.
The incredibly large durian landed soundly on Yoh's head. A halo of screaming chickens descended upon his head.
"Maybe you should take a break man..." Horohoro suggested, watching Yoh as the shaman get back up and continue pacing non-stop in the hospital lobby. He had gone into the operating room with Anna for about 10 seconds before he fainted and had to be carried out by a rather large nurse.
"Yeah," Ryu supplied. "Why don't you make yourself busy? Like... Get some present or something for your wife?"
Yoh shot him a glare before continuing to pace in a tiny circle, slowing grinding a hole in the floor. Yohmei glanced up at him grandson, wincing as a splinter from Kino's walking stick lodged itself in his head.
"Why don't you write her a poem?" Yohmei suggested, scratching his head, earning himself a nice solid plonk on the head. "Horohoro can help you..."
"Yeah!" Horohoro squealed enthusiatically. "I got the first few lines already!"
After a bit of scribbling and rumaging about his brain, he presented the to-be-dad a soggy, used napkin with several messy words on them. The shaman took a long glance at the paper... more like a long stare... And began reading it out loud...
"You're the wind in my hair, the pitch in my ears, the taste on my lips, the... HAIR UP MY ARMS?!!!?!!!!?!?!!!!!!!" Yoh proceeded to beating the life out of the ice shaman. The rest of the poem was too horrible to put on paper, much less a website.
"Yoh! Yoh-kun!"
A squeaky voice that sounded like someone dragging their dog on a leash piercd through the air like an annoying arrow and the sound reverbrated in Yoh head for several seconds like a church bell before actually registering in his mind.
"Huh?" he huhed slurrily, turning his gaze to the excited looking Manta who was running as fast as his tiny legs could carry him... Which was not very fast at all. The small boy screeched to a halt, earning a grimace form everybody.
"What do you want?!" Lyserg demanded hotly, randomly kicking Hao. Hao returned the favour with a fist in the X-Law's face.
"Yeah, midget." Hao agreed, wiping his fist on the unconscious Lyserg's sleeve. "What's up? The screamer of an itako done yet? Personally, I couldn't hear a thing from here..."
Manta gave the shaman a grin. "That's because she was complaining so much, they knocked her out with a sledge hammer."
"Oh..." everyone nodded, going back to their businesses.
"A sledge hammer?!" Yoh yelled. "This is a hospital for crying out loud! What about anaesthetics?!"
Manta snorted. Being short and snorting leaves you feeling and looking like a pig. Just thought you'd want to know. "Do you think you could pay for it? It's really expensive stuff ya know..."
Yoh blinked then gave him pockets a quick rummage. "Do they accept M&Ns? I've got the nice red ones..."
Hao rolled his eyes. "I can't believe a genius like me can have an idiot brother like him." he remarked, his neko ears twitching slightly. They had a remarkable ability to retract back into the owners head! Haha... We don't know what that was for...
"Well, there must be something about your 'stupid brother' that's more than the man YOU are." Maiden casually retorted. "I mean, that blonde would just go with any Marcus, Hororhoro or Ryu, now would she?"
The mentioned three turned and gave her a glare that would make a plant shrivel up and die. But, since she wasn't a plant, she simply stayed normal... (I know... We're lame...)
-6 months ago-
Horo Horo banged his fists against the door, nearly ripping it out of its frame. A rather groggy Yoh opened the door, apparently just out of the shower, his sopping wet bangs dripping with water and a clean white towel clinging to his waist.
"Hmm?"
"Oh... Urm... Hi, Yoh... Did I catch you at a bad time?" Horo horo cautiously asked, trying not to laugh. Yoh looked like he was thrown into the sea butt naked.
Yoh shook his head, flinging water all over the other shaman in the process. He then proceeded to run a hand through his hair making it more or less neat.
"I... See..." Horohoro said slowly, wiping the water from his face. "Well, we can't find your wife. She's not at the Asakura shrine like she normally is and we can't seem to find her at any of the places she's normally at... Well, Tamao said to tell you that."
"Is that all?"
"Urm... Yep." Horohoro spluttered out, not at all used to Yoh being so cold and emotionless. "You're not going to look for her?"
"No."
"Oh... Okay..." And the ice shaman quickly sprinted off.
Yoh slid the door close behind him, making his way back to the bath room where he pulled on a shirt and a pair of slacks. (Well, we can't have him walk around butt naked the whole day! There are children reading this fic too!)
"Who was it?" came a sleepy voice from the futon, followed by the loud bump of someone falling down after trying to get up.
"Nothing, Anna. Just go back to sleep." Yoh assured as he stepped into the room, helping his wife back onto her feet. "Did you just fall down after trying to stand up?"
"Shut up." she replied, retieing the sash around her robe again. "Unless you're really fond of cleaning toilets."
Earning wisdom from experience, Yoh wisely chose to keep his mouth shut until Anna was fully dressed and ready for breakfast of bread, water and a pile of bacon which he had sloppily prepared.
"Bacon again?" Anna groaned, seating herself at the table. "Is that all we have in the fridge?!"
Yoh shrugged. "No, but it's the easiest to cook. Just stick it in the sun for a few hours."
Anna almost gagged but kept the gagging to a minimal so as to not hurt his feelings. Aw... Since when did she give a hoot anyways...
"How are you feeling?" Yoh asked, concern furrowing his brow. "Anything wrong? Feeling sick or anything? How is the baby?"
Anna rolled her eyes. This was practically what she got everyday since they came back from the doctor's office. 'The baby will puke to death if you don't stop feeding us mouldy bacon...' she thought, forcing a straight face as she replied out loud to Yoh, "We're fine..."
Yoh gave her a great big grin in return. "Well, I hope the both of you are. Cause we're going to see our little guy today!"
What Yoh was saying was in no means dirty (I know who you are! All those thinking dirty thoughts!!!!!!), but he was refering to the baby echo scan thingy that you normally see on tv. Yeah.
~TBC~
Author's short note: The end. Just joking. Our note is not that short... This is considered a LONG chapter. Next one will be funnier... But considering our current state of luck, the possibility of that happening might be 1 to 700923. Yeah. So pls R&R. If we hit a good 10 reviews (we're not askin much), we'll post the next chapter! Yeah.