Disclaimer: I own my own ideas; the Shaman King Anime and its characters belong to Hiroyuki Takei.
Info: This is going to be a multichapter story. I've planned it to be only 4 chapters long going in depth into the relationship between the Shaman King cannon pairing. No, I'm not a Yona fan (GASP) but I'm writing a Yona. I just want to see one written properly so I'm taking upon doing that myself (something some people just can't do :hides:). So shoot me if you don't agree :P;.
Chapter 2: More contemplations and such. Many people like to think "hey, Yoh and Anna together, forever". When you're 15 years old (puberty!), relationships are not as simple as a hand in a glove~.
Ren paid little attention to the television screen. The thing that bothered him most was the smell coming from the kitchen. Tamao may be a good cook but she is still only thirteen years old and has much to experience. After a few days of Hao's defeat, Yoh had refused to eat at the table with the rest of them; the boy always wanted some silence to himself.
It bothered him that there was someone in the house that was more distant than he was. In a sense, he felt confused why he was like that himself. He was only fifteen but the idea of withdrawing from others seem to be safer than the chance of rejection. And once he was accepted, he had wanted to feel accepted. Even if it meant trying to push others away with the comfort that they still want him to be 'part of them'.
The Shaman fight was over. Horohoro had left to go somewhere...wherever that 'where' was and Chocolove went back to the States. Ren had a feeling since the beginning that Yoh had tried to recreate what life was like in those days that they had something to discuss over like fight Hao or maybe pick on the X-Laws. Those days were over.
He had accepted them simply because that was the way time went. Time would at last separate, time can make new life grow as old friends die. Tao Ren accepted it was time to move on. The itako agreed to move on and leave behind what was meant to be left behind. Even Tamao had turned away from those memories that had binded them altogether at one point; so strong that not even Hao could rip apart their friendship.
Besides...they all made it through alive. Right?
Yoh was in such a state that even he gave up to try to help him. The Shaman, unlike those days during the Shaman Tournament, was he calm. He was always calm but this felt a little different. He was calm yet angered and disrupted inside. The Oracle bells were rendered useless; there was no need for them. As an observer, he watched the relationship of the set marriage beginning to fall apart. Friendships were close to being cut by a pair of threatening scissors and its beautiful blade glistening in the light.
And as an observer, the Chinese Shaman predicted that this relationship was about over. No communication, loss of trust, respect, dependance, and love. He could only smirk at the idea of the early marriage. It's impossible to have such dramatic relationship try to occur at such an age. Disrupted noises were heard from the television as the channels were flipped over and over. The two Shamans did not converse in any way. Ren frowned for a moment looking at the paragraph he had just written.
Relationships can be put aside. They are of less importance at such an age. For now, he had to be strong enough to grow up and live an ideal life. Friends can wait.
Anna quickly ran down the stairs and saw Ren working on an essay of his. No matter how organized Ren was, he was only fifteen. It was normal for several intelligent people to do last minute work. Yoh, however, sat on the couch flipping through the channels. She wondered if he even was paying attention to the television screen at all. The numbers seemed to have changed quickly without a second thought.
"Yoh, we have a thesis essay due tomorrow." she frowned. The boy looked as though he did not hear her or ignore her. The Shaman turned the volume of the teleivison screen even higher making Ren another disturbed soul within the house.
Annoyed, she walked over and grabbed the remote control from his hands. Except he had held onto it too.
"You have not even started." she frowned. He glared at her for a moment and pulled the remote control free from her.
"How would you know?"
"I checked through your--"
"YOU WHAT?!" The Shaman got up in a fit of anger. Tamao's head poked out of the kitchen nervously as Ren seemed only distracted by the noise going on. "What gives you the right to look through my stuff?"
"I'm your fiancee. Am I not aloud to look at your school work?" Anna glared.
"Fiancee. Fiancee." he muttered and sat back down. "You don't have to go around through school and brag that you're my fiancee."
"Embarassed then?" she challenged.
"Can I say yes?"
The answer was like a harsh slap to the face. The memories of their childhood and the Shaman fight meant nothing to him after all. The itako stepped forward and threw her hand to slap him only to hit the remote control he held up to block the attack.
"Those were good times, weren't they?"
The conversation had become so interesting that even Ren was watching. Tamao stood not too far away from him shuddering at the thought of Yoh being so cruel to Anna. She could have never imagined Yoh do such a thing to his fiancee whom he once said he loved her.
"You're not Yoh..." the itako murmured the words so only she could hear it herself
"That's too bad." he sighed hearing every word and held the control up to the screen flipping channels again, ignoring her presence. "Hao's dead so I suppose you're stuck with me until I request an end to the marriage. I never understood why there should be arranged marriages going around in the twenty-first century. Especially when I still have another ten years to think about it.
"It's like I'm limited to only one girl or else." he rolled his eyes. Anna felt her left hand tingle slightly as she slapped him one more time successfully.
"You have no right to simply take your anger out on me just because Horohoro, Chocolove, Lyserg, and Ryu aren't here." she snapped before leaving him on the couch. Yoh felt his hand rub against his cheek that burned. Girls would question him tomorrow of what had caused that. 'My "aunt".' he looked over into the family room seeing the happy couple, Faust and Eliza, gaze at one another blissfully.
'Another sleepless night then.' he thought to himself dully.
To Be Continued~
A/N: Yes there's two more chapters to go. Believe me, it will end with Yona, like I said. The third chapter is going to go into even greater detail of situations and such (inspired by Confidential Confessions ^^;;). I guess I slacked off a little on this chapter. Thanks for the reviews~.