"Where have you been?" he asks me in a disgruntled voice. I return to the small room that the Pachi have provided to all contestants of the Shaman Fight. Sure, I know I'm better than all those other's who dream on about becoming Shaman King, but at this stage I'm just one other contestant in a million. Actually, there's probably only a couple of hundred left. Not that I care.

"For a walk." I smile at the boy sitting on the small couch.
"Sure." He doesn't believe me. He goes back to reading a book, and tries to ignore me.

"…Ren." I say, and approach him.

He doesn't look up.

I raise an eyebrow.

"Ren, I really don't like being ignored." Further silence. Maybe slightly childish, but I grab the book out of his hands, and throw it away. "What the - hey!" He looks up at me. I grab is face under the chin to make sure he stays looking at me. The golden eyes that captivated me from the first time I saw him, narrows and glares at me.

"Much better." I smile.
"You are such a narcissist." He grumbles.
"You're fault for ignoring me." I laugh, and let go of his face. Ren mumbles something, which may or may not have been something akin to "look who's making me want to ignore you you cow on a stick".

"So where were you?" He asks, sinking into the couch. I sit opposite him on a small foot stool, cross legged. He sits there, looking a bit small swallowed up in the couch. Nonetheless he composes himself like some emperor, demanding an answer. I still think it's highly cute of him to do so.

God I sound like a sap.

"I was out wandering, and came across some one I know… he didn't seem very happy to see me though." I laugh.
"Tell me that anyone's happy seeing you." He retorts.
"You're so mean."
"Hm."

Idle chit chat. As strange as it sounds, these are the moments I like best. It lets me forget for a second. Just a split second. That I am the most feared and hated shaman in the whole universe. That my ultimate goal is to create a world without those grotty humans. That I have no real place in this world. But he gives me that place. Even only for a second. But it's better than nothing.

"Why do you ask about where I was? Were you worried about me?"
"Like you need to be worried over about your well being."
"True." I smile and sit myself beside Ren instead of on the footstool. I quickly slide my arms around his waist and draw him in for a kiss. A bit roughly. Ren objects by lightly grunting, but I discard his complaint and concentrate on kissing him. After a while he calms down a bit and decides to enjoy me. He wraps his arms around my neck and pushes up against me. A small part in my mind pats my own back, commending myself on my success. Goes to show that had Yoh and Ren never met, Ren would have fallen for me right at the beginning. Clearing Ren's memory of Yoh and his so called friends is possibly one of the best things I've done in a long time. Best, and most satisfying. I feel like I've won something.

Call me dominating, but I've never been the kind to go with the flow. I push Ren down so that I'm on top of him, having total control. I love it. He's panting lightly, looking up at me with slightly damp eyes. I wonder for a split second whether Yoh's ever seen Ren like this. The thought tweaks me, so I try and discard the thought. But the more I thought about it, the more it annoyed me. I can't say that I know for certain that those two have been together, but it's more than likely that they have. My mind trails off that thought for a while were I think that that would make a situation where Yoh's cheating on Anna. Which is highly amusing. Serves that vain bitch right.

Coming back to my initial thought of Yoh and Ren ever being together… It makes me want to show him.Show him that Ren is with me, and would have been had he never met Yoh. My weakling counter part caught Ren's attention? Makes me want to vomit at the thought. I want to show Yoh, that Ren is no longer his, that he's mine, just as I had said. I'll make him mine. I always get what I want.

"What are you thinking?" Ren asks. I realize I'd been still, thinking.
"Just thinking." I say, and smile innocently.
"Don't you mean plotting?" he rolls his eyes, with a faint smile playing on his lips. I just laugh, not affirming or denying.

"…Ren?"
"Hm?"
"…there's this little bitch…"
"Sounds like you love her."
"Funny Ren. There's this little bitch that really gets on my nerves…could you do me a favor and shut her up?"
"Hao, she's not even here, I don't know who the hell you're talking about…"
"You're so innocent. Should I corrupt you more?"
"… get to the point."
"What I'm saying is, kill her."

"…"

His eyes light up for a second. I wonder if deep down he still has that reserve, not wanting to kill people. I bite my lip. I put my hand to his forehead, and speak to him firmly.

"Kill Anna Kyouyama. For me."

Ren's eyes become unfocused, and his body becomes loose and limps. "Hao…" he murmurs. "For you…anything." I smile, content. "Anything?" I whisper into his ear. His body reacts, jumps slightly. "Anything…" he whispers back, arms around my neck, legs wrapping around my waist. I lick my lips. Very nice…

Yoh. Ren, your favorite little one's going to kill your fiancée. How are you going to cope with that? Who are you going to choose? I think I know the answer. But you're never going to forgive yourself either way.

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Muahahaha. Evil Hao-sama. I love it. XD My Hao-sama seems to be fairly touchy feely though… *shrugs*. Chapter 3 for Vacant…something actually happened in this chapter. ^______^ Thanks once again for all you Yohren people out there for your undying (??) support! Thanks to Geminisan and kanary in particular, who are the people who've seemed to have reviewed all my fics (^^; Eh, eh) first, if not second. Awww! *dies*

Hao's happy, Yoh's not, Anna probably isn't and Ren's out of his mind (literally). God know what's about to happent… :D