A/N: ...I like how Anna turned out. This is my first time writing her...but she makes me smile, for some reason...I think she's drunk. Stay away from drugs, kiddies. XDDD Um. Right, going to try more on this fanfic. :/ Vain attempt at striking back at all the fandom that's collapsing.

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"Um...Thanks for the ride here....if I can do anything to help.."

Manta scratched the back of his head, feeling awkward under the driver's stare.

"Naw, don't worry bout it, kid...goin' this way anyway. Seeya." The driver smiled, fiddling with a compartment up by the rear view mirror, taking wire rimmed sunglasses out of it. He snapped it back up again, putting the shades on his face, and looked up ahead at the early morning sun. Manta walked closer to the house, turning back to look as the truck restarted, and he waved as his life saver sped out into the distance.

He turned back to the house and knocked on the door, swallowing back the nervous feelings he felt at that moment.

An unfamiliar voice sounded out in the house, followed by a couple of various bangs and bumps as the intruder came to the door.

"I'm coming, I'm coming, all RIGHT already..."

The door swung open to reveal a woman, curvy and developed, with beautiful brown eyes and short, choppy blonde hair. She was soaked from head to toe, and was wearing only a towel to hide herself.

Manta felt his heart beating somewhere around his Adam's apple as he realized whom it was. His eyes widened, and his heart seemed to stop for a moment.

"A-ANNA?!" He gaped at her, all of his earlier doubts coming back to him. Anna was living with Yoh again. Anna was living in Yoh's...no, THEIR house.

"Aa. Manta." Her expression changed just slightly into a look of surprise, but she quickly regained her cool.

"I-I'm sorry...was I interrupting something..?"

"I was taking a shower," She stepped back, studying him, and wrinkled her face into a look of disgust. "You should learn what that is...what the hell have you been doing?"

Manta narrowed his eyes at her. It wasn't his fault he hadn't had a shower in quite a few months. He'd tried the best he could to keep clean, sometimes going a day without water to wash up. Besides. She had NO right to insult him. He'd been through more things in the past few months than she'd probably ever been through in her life.

"Nothing that you'd care about," He said, calmly. "Go ahead and take your shower. Tell Yoh-kuhn that I'll be--"

He was interrupted by a sharp gasp from Anna.

"Oh! Yoh...Manta, you heard about what happened, right?"

"I've been missing for six months. No, I didn't hear about what happened." He was, by now, a bit irritated with the blonde. She seemed off, for some reason, not as calm and as smart as she seemingly used to be.

"Oh. Well. Come in then." She beckoned him inside the house, and he sat down in a chair, her sitting down on the couch.

She grabbed a pack of cigarettes and a lighter, holding her towel up with her elbows, off of a nearby table and lit it, never minding that her towel was sliding down. She grabbed it just in time, taking her lit cigarette in one hand as she held it up with the other. She took a long puff on it and looked back at Manta, looking calm and collected once more.

"He tried to kill himself."

"...What?"

Manta looked at her as if she were insane.

"Yoh tried to kill himself," She looked a bit distressed by now, once more grabbing her towel as it threatened to slide down.

"Please stop flashing me." Manta paled slightly, looking away.

"Its NOT like I'm doing this on purpose," she said, glaring at him. "But if you want, I'll go get some clothes on."

She stalked off, leaving him alone with his thoughts. Yoh had tried to kill himself? Why? Why would he do something so...pointless? He cradled his head in his hands, sighing.

He guessed that Anna would tell him when she returned.