AUTHOR'S NOTES: Now here's my third Shaman King fanfiction, and this features named HoroxU'll know if you'll read (just read and be surprised ) It also contains slight INCEST implications (HoroPiri) in here, so BEWARE! This features the song "Addicted" by Simple Plan, though I might add more and more parts of this fic because of my fondness... you know me, I am such a fickle-minded writer who wants to kill her reader's thrill. This happened when they were already in junior high (let's say, they're already fifteen to be safe) Here:

ADDICTED
by: FiendisHSerapH

- Part One -

"Why don't you bother studying for your exams this coming week?" Pirika bellowed on his brother, Horo-horo, as he sneaks to the snowy outside.

"Pirika, it's too early. I got two days... Let me enjoy the snowy weather outside!" He answered back and is about to sneak free again when a fisherman's net was casted over him.

"No, you wont! Two days is not enough to finish those stack of books on your desk, brother!" Pirika hollered again as she pulled the net with his seemingly immature brother inside. Horo-horo sweatdropped.

"Pirika, let go of me!" He demanded then and twisted within the confines of the net just likea huge salmon out of the water.

"No, I won't." she replied as she pulled him along the long corridor, letting her big brother's head bump on the wooden elevations.

Thug, thug, thug came his head bouncing. It seems to surprise us why Horo-horo doesn't protect himself and set free from the net, as if he really wanted to be there and accept the torture.

"Brother, you act immature for your age. Your exams are coming this week and yet you haven't flipped even a single page of your 3-inch thick books..." She then reached the door leading to her brother's room. She opened it and dumped her poor brother inside.

"Owww, Pirika! Pity me! I haven't enjoyed and stepped outside the snow yet..." came Horo-horo's sulky voice. He freed himself and is about to pounce free on the door when Pirika banged it close from the other side, thus making Horo-horo's face bump flat on the closed opening.

"Finish your studies, and you can play. Wait for the snowfall so it would be much more fun!" Pirika's voice faded as she walked away from his room.

"Tch, Pirika. Why is she so cruel to me? This is one hell of a torture." He looked outside the windows and watched the children merrily making snowmen outside. He then turned SD (Super-deformed. Those chibi versions on the anime) with a face crying out a fountain of tears as he leans his face comically on the glass window. He turned back to normal and stared at his desk full of Trigonometry and English books.

"Okay, no more whining." He made his fingers clack as he settled down to open one.

"Better finish this early so I won't miss snowfall, as Pirika had advised." He stared hard at the mathematical problems, plus all those trigonometric functions and those subject-verb agreement stuff...

"I... I don't get... My mind's all blannnk..." Horo-horo holds his head as if he has splitting headache and turns SD again. "I wonder why I can't understand the problems in this book..."

Just then, the door opened. Pirika peeped in. Horo-horo decided to joke on his little sister and pretended to be some sort of upset.

"What do you want from me?" He turned away like a professional snob.

Pirika entered in shyly. With her she carried a pitcher of cold orange juice and some cookies she had baked herself, as Horo-horo had perceived.

"Brother, I thought you might get hungry studying so..." She placed the plate of cookies on his deks and poured him a glass of juice.

"... here's some food. Help yourself."

"Right, now leave me alone." Horo-horo put up his front and turned away even more.

"Brother... " Pirika muttered.

"You heard me right, Pirika." he removed his band and let his light blue bangs cascade over his sharp eyes. He combed it back with his right hand.

Just then, he felt a tight force hugging him from behind.

"Brother... I am so sorry for what I've done minutes ago."

It was Pirika hugging him from behind his seat.

"I mean, I only want you to pass your exams. It's for your own good anyway. Sorry if I had been so harsh."

Horo-horo smiled slightly, stood up, and patted his sister's light blue hair just like his.

"It's okay, sis. I know you like me too much."

Pirika looked up to his brother's face and gently fixed her brother's bangs.

"I only don't like you, brother. I love you more than any other boy in the world!" She exclaimed childishly as she hugged him again.

Horo-horo was rather surprised of his sister's sudden outpour of emotion, but then he smiled and hugged her back in the end.

"Oh..." Pirika let go. "I remember! I'll bring the radio up here, so you will have something to cheer you up while studying." she smiled.

Horo-horo smiled back to his caring sister, "Thanks, sis."

Pirika turned back to leave, when...

"Brother..." she called out.

He then looked back, "Yes?"

"Let's go snowboarding after you finish your studies!" she beamed, and she can't help but to beam even more.

"Yeah, nice idea." Horo-horo complimented.

"Thanks, and good luck!" she beamed yet again as she closed the door lightly.

Horo-horo then grinned. His sister's been flattering him for as long as he can remember. He though of this episode as one of her numerous flowery flattery, he concluded to himself. But despite of that, he just can't help but to simply give in to his sister's praises. She means it as if it were all too sincere and warm that he cant help but to accept and thank her for it. Besides, he can't do away to the fact that his sister's really gorgeous and gregarious, despite the other fact that she can really give you terrible headaches and torturous trainings.

And these thoughts made him recall somebody, a girl who had the very same aura described... a girl whom he had met three years ago when he was about to apply for the Shaman Fight.

"Brother!" He heard his sister call him. He was back to sanity.

"W...why?"

"You seem so... out of yourself. Is there something wrong?"

He looked back to his book. He's only page three, chapter two out of the seven chapters he must study.

"U...uh... none. I mean, this problem's confusing, that's why."

"Ah, I see." she put the radio down and settled it on a nearby plug.

"Ok, here's your radio. Are you done eating?"

"N... no. Not yet. Thanks again." Horo-horo then replied.

"NO PROBLEM. Good luck!" She bid again as she closed the door.

He settled back and leaned on his chair. Now, where was he in his soliloquy? Ah... that girl, that girl he had always dreamed of. That girl who seemed so fragile and pretty but deep inside she's way too scary.
He just smiled slightly at the thought of her. He then turned on the radio to FM and searched for something good and tasteful to listen onto. Waaack, these stupid and seemingly crappy love songs fill the stations with their mushy glory. No good for someone studying. He needs music to wake him up and inspire him all the more. That's it! He's reminded of the new CD he purchased recently after being intrigued of the members and the vocalist's good voice which he wished to acquire for many years. He spent everything in his piggy bank just for that; it must be there somewhere. He searched for it as he thought of that girl... the girl who had been a great part of the strong yet comical Horo-horo he is now.

FOOTNOTES: OK, this'll be the first part. I have to finish the continuation first, and maybe add up a little bit side stories. Who knows up to what chapter this will end? Anyway, I need your reviews, and I fear that you might wait for one more decade (maybe ten days?) until I post the next part. So, just wait, ok?