Complete Dogma
by Icy and J
Why does your name always come first? It should be:
Complete Dogma
by J and Icy
I think it looks much better like this.-J
I think you've been drinking too much of this... Apple juice?! -Icy
*Hiccup* Oh yeah, and to our faithful reviewer 'Brandy'... Thanks for all the lovely reviews. But, you can't woo people with reviews you know. -J
I don't want to know what *that* means... -Icy
And, no, you cannot be substitute groom. -J
Don't tell me your still telling people what you promised you won't go around ranting. -Icy
No comments. -J
And to Jade-chan, I am NEVER letting J write a ecchi fic. Not in my lifetime.-Icy
Aw come on... Just a little one...-J
Little WHAT???-Icy
See? See? You're all set to write one! So lets just get it on!-J
-censored- off.-Icy
Check back in the 'R-rated' section a couple of weeks from now.-J
Don't you dare...-Icy
Chapter two:
Horo horo gave Yoh a look that could freeze blood... Without the help of his oversoul of course. It's a figure of speech.
"What I'm about to tell you is a skill of twisting your words so much it can make hearts melt and brains fry..." he began.
"Not to mention make stomachs churn." Ren interjected with a snort.
"... This skill was developed by me and mastered by myself only. And now, I hand the skill to you my friend, Yoh." He said this in such a holy manner that you would have thought he was part of the x-laws. With all the weird chanting music too. "But you must swear never to reveal them to another soul as long as you may live. Under penalty of being held down and having bamboo shoots jammed under your fingernails while your hair is set on fire and 'head and shoulders' is poured directly onto your eyeballs. Also, a rabid weasel will be set loose inside your undershorts. Do you agree to these set regulations?"
Yoh blinked. Then nodded.
Horo horo smirked. "Good. Now lesson number one. Always keep eye contact." the ice shaman said factually, grabbing the unfortunately nearby Ren and plonking the latter on a stool like a science demonstration.
"The you have to take the other's hand..." Horo horo said, taking Ren's hands into his own and gazing straight into the chinese shaman's downright furious eyes. After a few seconds of this intense tension, Horo horo relaxed and turned back to his 'pupil', ignoring the glares Ren was shooting at him.
"Lesson number two: Sweet nothings. After careful consideration of this term, I have finally realised its true meaning. It's like that song, 'when you say nothing at all'. You really don't have to say anything. Observe."
Horohoro turned back to Ren, once again grabbing his hands and looking into his eyes and began mumbling incoherently. It sounded like something you would expect to hear in a monastery. Just when Yoh had decided that Horo horo was taking the whole idea wrong, the ice shaman turned back to him with a weird, satisfied grin on his face.
"Now the final lesson: Practise makes utter perfect. Now, you try it." Horo horo grinned, pushing Yoh towards the furious and ready to implode Ren. Yoh cleared his throat nervously, not really wanting to try ANYTHING on the chinese boy. A swift kick to the shins brought him back to the task at hand, and to his knees in front of Ren.
"Ahem..." Yoh coughed, fidgeting more than a mouse jammed in an elephants behind.
Horohoro quickly snapped, "Hold his hand dammit! And look into his eyes! Pretend he's Anna!"
While Yoh would have readily rebutted that the chinese looked nothing like his blonde fiancee, he rapidly realised it would be safer to simply shut his gob and get on with the show. So he got on one knee, clasped one of Ren's hands in his own and looked at Ren with the fire he would to Anna. As expected from this, Ren's image dissapated into a visage of of the itako. After that, it all seemed second nature to him.
"Anna... Your eyes... Are like pearls imprinted in the soul of the night sky..." Yoh began, voice laced with emotion. After that, it was all just a series of murmurs and completely incoherent mumbling. Yoh was already completely lost, going on and on, losing himself in 'Anna'. Unbeknownst to him, there was another set of eyes watching... And they weren't Horo horo's...
*Several hours later... Back at Yoh's place...*
A gleam came over Anna's face and her eyebrow twitched. It was the sign when someone was talking about you somewhere...
She gripped the mug of tea tighter in her fist, not tearing her gaze away from the blank wall. She knew something like this would happen, if not now then sometime in the future. She needed answers, but knew the wall wouldn't give her the time of day. She knew he would never be hers, as much as she was his. She would go to the ends of the earth for him, if he had only said so... Well, maybe not. But she truely felt the heartache now. The ache she thought you would only read about in books sissy girls read. The only person she had every put trust in. The only one she ever gave her heart to.
And he never knew.
"I'm so sorry, Anna-san..." another voice comforted in a futile atempt to break the icy shell around the itako.
A warm tear slid down her cheek and fell noiselessly onto her lap. Unheard, like the deafening silence of the shattering of her fragile heart.
~TBC~
Oh yeah! That's chapter two. Sorry it took so long to get here... Busy with exams and all... Yeah... Well, we're just looking at a measely 10-12 reviews and simply a matter of days before chapter 3...-J
by Icy and J
Why does your name always come first? It should be:
Complete Dogma
by J and Icy
I think it looks much better like this.-J
I think you've been drinking too much of this... Apple juice?! -Icy
*Hiccup* Oh yeah, and to our faithful reviewer 'Brandy'... Thanks for all the lovely reviews. But, you can't woo people with reviews you know. -J
I don't want to know what *that* means... -Icy
And, no, you cannot be substitute groom. -J
Don't tell me your still telling people what you promised you won't go around ranting. -Icy
No comments. -J
And to Jade-chan, I am NEVER letting J write a ecchi fic. Not in my lifetime.-Icy
Aw come on... Just a little one...-J
Little WHAT???-Icy
See? See? You're all set to write one! So lets just get it on!-J
-censored- off.-Icy
Check back in the 'R-rated' section a couple of weeks from now.-J
Don't you dare...-Icy
Chapter two:
Horo horo gave Yoh a look that could freeze blood... Without the help of his oversoul of course. It's a figure of speech.
"What I'm about to tell you is a skill of twisting your words so much it can make hearts melt and brains fry..." he began.
"Not to mention make stomachs churn." Ren interjected with a snort.
"... This skill was developed by me and mastered by myself only. And now, I hand the skill to you my friend, Yoh." He said this in such a holy manner that you would have thought he was part of the x-laws. With all the weird chanting music too. "But you must swear never to reveal them to another soul as long as you may live. Under penalty of being held down and having bamboo shoots jammed under your fingernails while your hair is set on fire and 'head and shoulders' is poured directly onto your eyeballs. Also, a rabid weasel will be set loose inside your undershorts. Do you agree to these set regulations?"
Yoh blinked. Then nodded.
Horo horo smirked. "Good. Now lesson number one. Always keep eye contact." the ice shaman said factually, grabbing the unfortunately nearby Ren and plonking the latter on a stool like a science demonstration.
"The you have to take the other's hand..." Horo horo said, taking Ren's hands into his own and gazing straight into the chinese shaman's downright furious eyes. After a few seconds of this intense tension, Horo horo relaxed and turned back to his 'pupil', ignoring the glares Ren was shooting at him.
"Lesson number two: Sweet nothings. After careful consideration of this term, I have finally realised its true meaning. It's like that song, 'when you say nothing at all'. You really don't have to say anything. Observe."
Horohoro turned back to Ren, once again grabbing his hands and looking into his eyes and began mumbling incoherently. It sounded like something you would expect to hear in a monastery. Just when Yoh had decided that Horo horo was taking the whole idea wrong, the ice shaman turned back to him with a weird, satisfied grin on his face.
"Now the final lesson: Practise makes utter perfect. Now, you try it." Horo horo grinned, pushing Yoh towards the furious and ready to implode Ren. Yoh cleared his throat nervously, not really wanting to try ANYTHING on the chinese boy. A swift kick to the shins brought him back to the task at hand, and to his knees in front of Ren.
"Ahem..." Yoh coughed, fidgeting more than a mouse jammed in an elephants behind.
Horohoro quickly snapped, "Hold his hand dammit! And look into his eyes! Pretend he's Anna!"
While Yoh would have readily rebutted that the chinese looked nothing like his blonde fiancee, he rapidly realised it would be safer to simply shut his gob and get on with the show. So he got on one knee, clasped one of Ren's hands in his own and looked at Ren with the fire he would to Anna. As expected from this, Ren's image dissapated into a visage of of the itako. After that, it all seemed second nature to him.
"Anna... Your eyes... Are like pearls imprinted in the soul of the night sky..." Yoh began, voice laced with emotion. After that, it was all just a series of murmurs and completely incoherent mumbling. Yoh was already completely lost, going on and on, losing himself in 'Anna'. Unbeknownst to him, there was another set of eyes watching... And they weren't Horo horo's...
*Several hours later... Back at Yoh's place...*
A gleam came over Anna's face and her eyebrow twitched. It was the sign when someone was talking about you somewhere...
She gripped the mug of tea tighter in her fist, not tearing her gaze away from the blank wall. She knew something like this would happen, if not now then sometime in the future. She needed answers, but knew the wall wouldn't give her the time of day. She knew he would never be hers, as much as she was his. She would go to the ends of the earth for him, if he had only said so... Well, maybe not. But she truely felt the heartache now. The ache she thought you would only read about in books sissy girls read. The only person she had every put trust in. The only one she ever gave her heart to.
And he never knew.
"I'm so sorry, Anna-san..." another voice comforted in a futile atempt to break the icy shell around the itako.
A warm tear slid down her cheek and fell noiselessly onto her lap. Unheard, like the deafening silence of the shattering of her fragile heart.
~TBC~
Oh yeah! That's chapter two. Sorry it took so long to get here... Busy with exams and all... Yeah... Well, we're just looking at a measely 10-12 reviews and simply a matter of days before chapter 3...-J