TABOO

Taboo [2. adj.]

1: a prohibition against touching, saying, or doing something for fear of immediate harm from a supernatural force
2: a prohibition imposed by social custom or as a protective measure

Author notes; First I want to thank (they don't know yet) Meeme and Wusai, even they haven't updated those great masterpieces; I was really inspired by that kind of Yoh x Anna angst. Hope they don't get offended in my fic or get the idea I tried to do plagiarism of their work. I respect them greatly, and you should read their stories, they RULE!

Disclaimer: I don't own Shaman King or anything related with it, just this fic.

Chapter 1: It's not that I love you.

"Naa-chan!" A little brown head was desperately seeking for a blonde one. A crying blonde actually, he had lost her in the rain's fog and it was just too dense to look for anyone.

He bit his lip as he sensed no soul at all, it was his entire fault.  It was his fault to make her cry and to lost her in the middle of the rain.

He continued his search among the Asakura household. And he damned the house for being so big, he ran through the gardens as he finally spotted a faint ki, her ki.

He looked up, all swollen and wet, smiling nervously at the little shadow hiding in the oak's huge branches swinging her feet in a monotone rhythm. She had spotted him.

He outstretched a hand and let the rain still pour through his relieved features freezing his arm into almost limb state. His smile never let his face, hoping she could come down with him so his torture with Yohei wouldn't be that painful.

The little girl gazed at the smiling boy; her puffy cheeks deceived the cold and rude stare she was giving him. She wouldn't let him see her cry. Anna Kouyama wasn't a weeping baby!

She was trying so hard to be an itako and he wasn't trying anything to be a shaman, however, whenever Yohei-sama left him a task he did it with no effort at all.

She hated him, for being a lazy-bum and not taking things seriously. Yohei-sama's training wasn't a 'waste of time' like he said, it was an honor to have a training like that!

Save for her death glares and her slicing silence, without noticing she came down from the tree, without accepting the boy's hand, she walked past him swollen with pride.

"Ne naa-chan, daijabou ka?" He asked timidly running to catch up with her.

"My name is Anna, not naa-chan." She said sternly. The boy scratched the back of his head laughing sheepishly.

"Gomen ne! Anna-chan!" He said in his typical 'happy-go-round' attitude. "Ojii-san was worried about you, where have you been?"

"I'm all right now. He didn't need to worry." The boy was getting costumed to the girl's icy attitude. It was like a routine by now. He nodded and folded his arms behind his back.

"Tamao-chan is going to make dinner; do you want me to tell her to make anything for you? I asked her to prepare me some nice gohan." He grinned again; she could see him by the corner of her eye.

Was that smile something Yoh and Tamao enjoyed doing? Enjoyed tormenting her? That they were able to smile when she didn't?

Yoh wasn't stupid, he could tell by now that Anna was getting angry with him again. He could know it by the way her onyx eyes clouded and her thin jaw twisted in agony.

"Anna-chan, you should take things more lightly, you're too young to trouble your liver so early." He stifled another laugh.

And that was it, by the second he opened his eyes, she was gone. Her aura was not a  shinny gold but in a deep dark blue.

He flinched and bit his lip again; this was going to be a long rainy night.

'How dare he! Who was him to tell her how to live her life?' She couldn't tell if it was a tear or a drop of rain sliding through her cheek. She wiped it out and gulped the annoying feeling in the stomach that made her cry.

She hated to cry, she felt vulnerable and weak. She hated to be weak and torn by that little boy named Yoh.

It wasn't the first time he made her cry with his straight forwardness, in all of the occasions there was a heavy rain covering, as a confident, her sobs and tears.

Although, what if the things he said were all true? And that was it hurt a lot? What if a young boy could peep in their depths of her fragile soul? And without noticing, the little 'going-to-be shaman' was making her feel?

But… feel… what?

Love? She doubt it… she hated him, didn't she?

'Hai!' her head screamed, her fists clenched and then she felt someone behind her. It was him.

She didn't need to turn around; Anna might feel his hand reaching up to stroke her bare shoulder. His fingers were inches a part, and when the first finger touched her aching skin. The little itako backed off and turned around to look at him.

He was surprised; his calm attitude was washed away because of the death glare she was giving him right now. There have been many times when she glared at him. But never like that.

That was the first time he was afraid… of her.

She could sense the fear that was blurring his senses and smiled inwardly. From now on, she would be the fearless itako, she would never let him approach in no way, he was dangerous and powerful.

Powerful enough to brake her.

With a careless stroke, the little shaman could burn her skin in hell and blur all her balance. He could break her in less than a second, and this glare was making him so vulnerable, so afraid, that actually that make her happy.

"Anna-chan, daijabou? You're… you're smiling!" At first his words slipped out nervously, but after seeing her smile his normal attitude returned.

The chibi-itako's smile vanished leaving no trace at all.

"Let's get back home, ne?" He offered a hand and beamed at her tenderly. Remembering her promise to no to touch or approach him, Anna did the best she could do, ignore him.

Yoh heaved a sigh of relief and walked behind her, not approaching too much. The Kouyama-girl was sometimes scary.

Between the heavy rains, he heard some muffled sneezes from the icy itako. The Asakura boy wasn't worried; she was so strong that she wasn't going to give in to a flue.

Sometimes he felt he was so weak beside her, so small… he even would dare to say that sometimes he admired her when she did the purification rituals without catching a cold.

"Where the hell have you been?! Kino-san and I have been waiting for you!" Yoh gulped as the grumpy Yohei popped out from the door and started yelling at them. Both children bowed silently and entered the house.

"Now get up and get a hot bath! We need to talk about something important." The last sentence was rather suspicious and serious, Yoh was wondering why Kino-sama was smiling mischievously to Ojii-san, it was getting creepy.

Another sneeze interrupted Yoh's trail of thoughts. Anna couldn't hide this one and Yoh started to look at her warily. The little itako couldn't catch a cold because of a simple rain, could she?

He was willing to ask, but wasn't brave enough to get another cold 'I'm fine' answer. Then his view was blocked by a little pink headed girl.

"Tamao-chan! O genki desu ka?" he smiled brightly and she did exactly the same with some blush over her tiny cheeks. Anna looked back at them, she hated them, equally both.

"Totemo genki desu! Kino-sama helped me with your dinner! I hope you like it!" Tamao's bright smile rose even more. Anna could feel her lips moving, mimicking the girl's genkiness.

~*~

Was she jealous or what? Of course not! She was going to be the perfect itako that wouldn't feel anything for anyone. She remembered her promise; Love doesn't deserve to be in an itako's soul.

Was she jealous or what? Of course not! She was going to be the perfect itako that wouldn't feel anything for anyone. She remembered her promise; Love doesn't deserve to be in an itako's soul.

She was feeling drowsy as her body sank on the tub with hot water, the smooth vapor feeling her nostrils, relaxing her completely forgetting about the real world.

~*~

"Un! But first I will take a bath! I'm dripping wet!" he smirked and bowed to leave her. Tamao bowed back.

"Don't worry Yoh-sama! Yohei-sama told me to prepare your bath!" Then she was lost of sight as she went down stairs.

After looking her leave, he returned his attention to his damp being, he turned the knob realized that  it was locked.

 He tried again and nothing. He frowned and remembered when Ojii-san tried to enter Kino's room he turned the knob in the wrong way, pushed it and then pulled it.

CLICK!

Yoh beamed triumphantly; maybe Ojii-san wasn't a bad sensei at all. Although he never thought looking into the bathroom, his beam vanished as he saw the itako apprentice laying on the tub with a little towel on her forehead.

He couldn't see anything but her head, the water was boiling and all the fog blocked any view of her body. Well, at that time she hasn't 'developed' anything, she was just a child.

An interesting child indeed…

She was blushing cutely as her thick lashes brushed her cheeks, her breathing was a little bit fast and strands of hair were clinging to her face giving her a younger frame.

It was a beautiful picture. Without noticing his trance, the laying itako opened her eyes sensing something in the bathroom. She sat up and looked at an entranced Yoh.

'Oh Kami-sama! I'm so dead!' He gulped. Anna's eyebrow started to twitch evilly and she wasn't smiling.

'Run! Run! Run!' Nevertheless his body was frozen, he couldn't move! After that, thousands of bathroom things were thrown to him.

Knocking him out of the bathroom, a furious Anna stepped out from the tub wrapping a towel around her. She shut the door after her final punch, Yoh's favorite bath duck.

SQUISHU!

"What do you think? She really hates me, ne?

SQUISHU!
"Yeah, I know. But it wasn't my fault."

SQUISHU!

"Really! I thought that the bath Tamao-chan prepared me was in THAT bathroom!"

SQUISHU!

"I didn't know she had that strength!"

SQUISHU!

"Yeah, I know she hurt you too. I'm sorry."

PLACK!

Now a big fat bruise was on his head, the tiny bathroom basket was thrown after his discussion with the bath duck.

"Where did she learn to hit like that?" He rubbed his bruise.

SQUISHU! SQUISHU!

"Oh shut up!"

End of Chapter 1

Did ya like it? I know my spelling and grammar suck, but hey! English isn't my native language so… gomen ne! Some reviews and flames (please kind ones, I'm sensitive and stupid! He he!) Would make Suu-san very happy! I always wanted to know how was Anna's and Yoh's childhood (don't forget to read Journals by Wusai) so I wrote why Yoh always made Anna cry. I swear this isn't a long fic. At least 3 chapters I swear! In the next chapter some YohxAnna childhood FLUFF scene!