Yoh`s Strange Day(s)
By Sharingan Asakura
Note: Any relation to any story on or off Fanfiction.net is purely coincedential. I apoligise if I end up having the same plot as someone else.
Disclaimer: I do not own Shaman King, or any other anime characters that may appear. I do, however, own any character created by me.
Quotation Legend:
"" Talking/Written
' ' Thinking
** Sound Effect
~~ Memory
Chapter Four: Fights, Memories and Tamao.
~ "Yoh! You're late!" Anna said. Yoh looked down. He was late again. She was always mad. Why did he let Manta convince him to sit down so long and talk about Shamans. Why then... "I`m going to have to punish you!" she said. "Go into the kitchen. I`ll be there in a second once I deal with Manta!" Now she was punishing Manta too! 'Baka desu' Yoh thought to himself.
He walked up to the door of the kitchen...~
And he woke up. As he awoke, he realized he was in a hammock. He looked around, and noticed something. The yard he had at home wasn't nearly as huge as this one!
"We put you there because it was the most comfortable spot. You're fainting more regularly than usual! Are you sick? " Horohoro asked, bending over the hammock.
"No, Horo-kun, I`m not sick. I`m just... dazed a little," Yoh said, wondering what other surprises were in store for him. After the Horohoro/Pilika difference, he didn't think anything would surprise him! "How 'bout a training fight, Horo-kun?"
"Alright!" Horohoro yelled. They walked onto the training field and assumed their stances.
"Kororo in Ski pole!" he yelled, channeling Kororo and his furyoku into the Ski pole he pulled out. yoh was flabbergasted, but recovered.
"Mosuke in Hammer!" he yelled, channeling his furyoku into the hammer. He got into a defensive stance.
"Focused Ice blast!" Horohoro yelled, pointing the Ski pole at Yoh. Icicles with sharp points shot from it. They ripped through Yoh's clothes...
"Large Hammer!" Yoh yelled, and his hammer grew towards Horohoro's face. He then dodged the last of Horohoro's Ice blast. Yoh aimed the hammer at Horohoro's arm and hit it, causing it to jerk, ending up with him letting go of his Ski pole. Horohoro dove for it, just as Yoh let out a "Shinku buttagiri!" Yoh was using his old Harusame attack... with a hammer? It worked, sending Horohoro flying towards the house, and exhausting his furyoku. 'I did it? But I didn't know what I was doing!' thought Yoh.
"Yoh-kun! You finally beat Horohoro! You haven`t used those techniques before! Awesome!" Manta said, looking proud. 'Manta, maybe, was my trainer? Like Ryu?' Yoh thought.
Yoh's theory was, this was the life of a different Yoh, like a parallel universe, and he had taken over the other Yoh`s role in it. But what about the REAL Oyamada Yoh? And what about HIS universe?
As Yoh laid, pondering, on the hammock, everyone else bumbled around, doing chores, training, etc. When eight o'clock came around...
*Ding-Dong* The doorbell rang happily.
"Yoh-kun! You're date's here!" called Manta.
Yoh arrived at the door to see a dazzlingly pretty, dressed up girl with shoulder-length pink hair.
Yoh sputtered, "T-t-Tamao?" he asked. THIS was Tamao? The Tamao who, as far as he had seen, had never worn a dress before? Tamao's dress almost reached the floor, and if you looked, you could see her pink sandals. She was wearing a bit of make-up, nothing to noticeable. The rose in her hair accented perfectly. The shy, blushing Tamamura Tamao that Yoh knew was replaced with this girl holding herself up normally (but not proudly), instead of bowing her head and blushing at the mere thought of Yoh.
"Yoh-kun, you forgot your suit, and you're all dirty. How are we going to go to the dance if you don`t look suitable?" Tamao asked in an anything-but-impatient voice.
About ten minutes later, he was in a car with Ren driving, Anna in the front seat, him, Tamao and Manta behind them, and Horohoro and Pilika in the back. He vaguely remembered showering and changing.
"Keep your eyes on the road, Ren! God, you'd think you were attached at the mouth or something!" Manta was yelling. Other than this, the drive to the dance was uneventful.
(My fight scene sucked! Oh well! Onward to chapter five! Yoh`s POV!)
By Sharingan Asakura
Note: Any relation to any story on or off Fanfiction.net is purely coincedential. I apoligise if I end up having the same plot as someone else.
Disclaimer: I do not own Shaman King, or any other anime characters that may appear. I do, however, own any character created by me.
Quotation Legend:
"" Talking/Written
' ' Thinking
** Sound Effect
~~ Memory
Chapter Four: Fights, Memories and Tamao.
~ "Yoh! You're late!" Anna said. Yoh looked down. He was late again. She was always mad. Why did he let Manta convince him to sit down so long and talk about Shamans. Why then... "I`m going to have to punish you!" she said. "Go into the kitchen. I`ll be there in a second once I deal with Manta!" Now she was punishing Manta too! 'Baka desu' Yoh thought to himself.
He walked up to the door of the kitchen...~
And he woke up. As he awoke, he realized he was in a hammock. He looked around, and noticed something. The yard he had at home wasn't nearly as huge as this one!
"We put you there because it was the most comfortable spot. You're fainting more regularly than usual! Are you sick? " Horohoro asked, bending over the hammock.
"No, Horo-kun, I`m not sick. I`m just... dazed a little," Yoh said, wondering what other surprises were in store for him. After the Horohoro/Pilika difference, he didn't think anything would surprise him! "How 'bout a training fight, Horo-kun?"
"Alright!" Horohoro yelled. They walked onto the training field and assumed their stances.
"Kororo in Ski pole!" he yelled, channeling Kororo and his furyoku into the Ski pole he pulled out. yoh was flabbergasted, but recovered.
"Mosuke in Hammer!" he yelled, channeling his furyoku into the hammer. He got into a defensive stance.
"Focused Ice blast!" Horohoro yelled, pointing the Ski pole at Yoh. Icicles with sharp points shot from it. They ripped through Yoh's clothes...
"Large Hammer!" Yoh yelled, and his hammer grew towards Horohoro's face. He then dodged the last of Horohoro's Ice blast. Yoh aimed the hammer at Horohoro's arm and hit it, causing it to jerk, ending up with him letting go of his Ski pole. Horohoro dove for it, just as Yoh let out a "Shinku buttagiri!" Yoh was using his old Harusame attack... with a hammer? It worked, sending Horohoro flying towards the house, and exhausting his furyoku. 'I did it? But I didn't know what I was doing!' thought Yoh.
"Yoh-kun! You finally beat Horohoro! You haven`t used those techniques before! Awesome!" Manta said, looking proud. 'Manta, maybe, was my trainer? Like Ryu?' Yoh thought.
Yoh's theory was, this was the life of a different Yoh, like a parallel universe, and he had taken over the other Yoh`s role in it. But what about the REAL Oyamada Yoh? And what about HIS universe?
As Yoh laid, pondering, on the hammock, everyone else bumbled around, doing chores, training, etc. When eight o'clock came around...
*Ding-Dong* The doorbell rang happily.
"Yoh-kun! You're date's here!" called Manta.
Yoh arrived at the door to see a dazzlingly pretty, dressed up girl with shoulder-length pink hair.
Yoh sputtered, "T-t-Tamao?" he asked. THIS was Tamao? The Tamao who, as far as he had seen, had never worn a dress before? Tamao's dress almost reached the floor, and if you looked, you could see her pink sandals. She was wearing a bit of make-up, nothing to noticeable. The rose in her hair accented perfectly. The shy, blushing Tamamura Tamao that Yoh knew was replaced with this girl holding herself up normally (but not proudly), instead of bowing her head and blushing at the mere thought of Yoh.
"Yoh-kun, you forgot your suit, and you're all dirty. How are we going to go to the dance if you don`t look suitable?" Tamao asked in an anything-but-impatient voice.
About ten minutes later, he was in a car with Ren driving, Anna in the front seat, him, Tamao and Manta behind them, and Horohoro and Pilika in the back. He vaguely remembered showering and changing.
"Keep your eyes on the road, Ren! God, you'd think you were attached at the mouth or something!" Manta was yelling. Other than this, the drive to the dance was uneventful.
(My fight scene sucked! Oh well! Onward to chapter five! Yoh`s POV!)