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A Strong Spirit Never Dies
Yoh Asakura sighed heavily as he looked out of the tainted window. Amidamaru had been away for three weeks and counting.
"He'll come back," Manta Oyamada said reassuringly to the reddish- blackish haired thirteen-year-old shaman.
"Yeah I guess," Yoh replied with a fake smile.
"Oh, Don't be so down Yoh," blonde Anna Kyoyama said softly, kissing Yoh on the cheek.
"Geez Anna, you sound like my mom!" Manta laughed, rolling around on the floor, forgetting Yoh's depression.
"Hey shrimp, look how short you are," Anna snapped, slapping Manta in the face.
"Ow!" Manta yelled, "Evil witch."
Yoh laughed quietly at the two, then stopped to look longingly once again out the window. "Don't worry Yoh, Amidamaru can take care of himself," Anna said soothingly. "I really hope so" Yoh sighed, staring down at his feet. (*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)( *)(*)(*)(*)(*)
That night Yoh couldn't sleep. He turned over and fell on the floor. Anna rushed into the room and lifted Yoh's head gently onto her lap.
Yoh is really a wreck without Amidamaru. He really misses the samurai, Anna thought worriedly. "I wonder how Amidamaru is faring without Yoh."
"Uhnn," Yoh moaned. "Ughh, my head hurts."
"It's okay Yoh. Just relax."
"What's going on Anna?"
"Nothing, it's fine." He might die if Amidamaru doesn't come back, Anna thought.
"Aggh, this headache is killing me."
"It's alright. Get back in bed and I'll get the aspirin."
Yoh lazily rolled onto his bed and closed his eyes wearily. (*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)( *)(*)(*)(*)(*)
Yoh isn't doing too good, Anna thought the next morning.
"Hello! Hey Yoh! Where are you guys?" Manta shouted, bursting through the door.
"Shh! Yoh's still sleeping!" Anna warned, pressing her finger against her lips.
"No I'm not," Yoh yawned, starting down the stairs.
"Yoh! There's a museum showing of Amidamaru's sword! Their going to talk about how it used to cry! Um, you don't look so good Yoh, are you sure you should be up?" Manta asked, wondering why Yoh looked so exhausted.
"No I'm f." Yoh started, collapsing onto Manta.
"Yoh!" Anna rushed over to the unconscious shaman.
"Let's get him into bed," Manta suggested quietly.
A Strong Spirit Never Dies
Yoh Asakura sighed heavily as he looked out of the tainted window. Amidamaru had been away for three weeks and counting.
"He'll come back," Manta Oyamada said reassuringly to the reddish- blackish haired thirteen-year-old shaman.
"Yeah I guess," Yoh replied with a fake smile.
"Oh, Don't be so down Yoh," blonde Anna Kyoyama said softly, kissing Yoh on the cheek.
"Geez Anna, you sound like my mom!" Manta laughed, rolling around on the floor, forgetting Yoh's depression.
"Hey shrimp, look how short you are," Anna snapped, slapping Manta in the face.
"Ow!" Manta yelled, "Evil witch."
Yoh laughed quietly at the two, then stopped to look longingly once again out the window. "Don't worry Yoh, Amidamaru can take care of himself," Anna said soothingly. "I really hope so" Yoh sighed, staring down at his feet. (*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)( *)(*)(*)(*)(*)
That night Yoh couldn't sleep. He turned over and fell on the floor. Anna rushed into the room and lifted Yoh's head gently onto her lap.
Yoh is really a wreck without Amidamaru. He really misses the samurai, Anna thought worriedly. "I wonder how Amidamaru is faring without Yoh."
"Uhnn," Yoh moaned. "Ughh, my head hurts."
"It's okay Yoh. Just relax."
"What's going on Anna?"
"Nothing, it's fine." He might die if Amidamaru doesn't come back, Anna thought.
"Aggh, this headache is killing me."
"It's alright. Get back in bed and I'll get the aspirin."
Yoh lazily rolled onto his bed and closed his eyes wearily. (*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)( *)(*)(*)(*)(*)
Yoh isn't doing too good, Anna thought the next morning.
"Hello! Hey Yoh! Where are you guys?" Manta shouted, bursting through the door.
"Shh! Yoh's still sleeping!" Anna warned, pressing her finger against her lips.
"No I'm not," Yoh yawned, starting down the stairs.
"Yoh! There's a museum showing of Amidamaru's sword! Their going to talk about how it used to cry! Um, you don't look so good Yoh, are you sure you should be up?" Manta asked, wondering why Yoh looked so exhausted.
"No I'm f." Yoh started, collapsing onto Manta.
"Yoh!" Anna rushed over to the unconscious shaman.
"Let's get him into bed," Manta suggested quietly.