Festival
Disclaimer: I don't own Shaman King
Dedicated to: silver moonlight
Note: here ~sml~, I made you a Ren/Pirika now make me a Horo/Tamao! Grr… *chases* Just kidding, hope you like it ^___^
Summary: A festival leads Ren to be closer to a certain Ainu because of a certain festival and a tale told to him by his dead grandfather once…
Bowing down in respect and putting incense into the pot (? Okay I'm Chinese-Filipino {Chinese living in the Philippines} but I never knew what the hell that is called) he stared at the picture frame on top of the coffin blankly. He soon closed the gates of the shrine and walked towards his home.
"I have paid my respects…" Ren said irritated, "stop bothering me about it."
"Mother won't be too happy if she hears you talking like that about our deceased grandfather." Jun commented.
"I was always irritated at that man. Do you actually believe that his farfetched stories are true?" Ren glared at his sister.
"I guess not, but that's why it's called folk tales. It's still needed to pay respects; he's our relative, our grandfather to be exact." Jun said.
"Yeah, I did it already… I guess you won't be pestering me about it anymore?" Ren looked at his sister.
"Yes, thank you…" Jun smiled at him.
"Stop that…" Ren blushed, "it's not as if I did it for you." He said as he walked out of his home's doors.
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"So… are you coming to the festival, Ren? Horo Horo and his sister are coming…" Yoh commented, looking up from a magazine he was reading.
"Do I look like I care if the idiot Ainu and his sister come? Geez… but yeah I'm coming, my sister is forcing me to do so… It'll be better than staying at home anyway, my parents are still sad about the lost of our grandfather." Ren rolled his eyes.
"Your grandfather died!?!" Yoh said dropping the magazine, "I'm so sorry." He bowed in apology.
"Sorry of what? Did you kill him? It's not as if I knew that old geezer much." Ren rolled his eyes once more.
"Ren… he's your relative!" Yoh exclaimed.
"Hao is your brother." Ren said.
"Well… that's different…" Yoh said.
"Well… you were too kind to him, why did you make him survive?" Ren asked irritated.
"Everyone who can see spirits are good…" Yoh said quietly.
"Speaking of spirits… where the hell is Bason!?!" Ren said, his hair twitching in irritation.
"Uh… he and Amidamaru went outside to drink sake with Mosque…" Yoh grinned, lying down on the floor lazily.
"Figures… he is really getting too soft." Ren commented irritated.
"Is that wrong?" Yoh smiled.
"Yeah…" Ren replied sarcastically.
"The Shaman Fight is already over and…" Yoh said pointing randomly with his finger. (No one taught Yoh that pointing is bad…)
"Yeah… yeah…" Ren sighed, looking at the Shaman King who was right in front of him.
"So want to eat here tonight?" Yoh invited.
"Nah… knowing Anna, I won't even be able to touch the food the pink-haired girl made and I'm already shooed out off the house…" Ren said standing up.
"Umm… just so you know, Tamao is gone today, I was supposed to cook but when I entered the kitchen… Anna was cooking." Yoh sweatdropped when they heard a voice.
"Yoh… eat up already!" a voice shouted as Ren paled…
"I better go…" Ren said and after a second, he was gone.
"I don't get it… Anna's a pretty good cook…" Yoh commented before going in the dining room.
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"Yoh!!!" greeted Horo Horo as he ran towards his long-time friend who was sitting down on a table, eating.
"Hey, Horo Horo!" greeted Yoh back from his seat.
They were all wearing kimonos, Yoh in Red and black, Anna in red and yellow, Horo in blue in black, Tamao in pink and red, Manta in yellow and blue Pirika in pink and blue and Ren in purple and an even darker shade of purple. There is always an odd one out… and that's why Ryu is still wearing is his normal clothes.
"It's been a long time, Yoh…" Horo said as he took his place, beside Yoh in the table.
"Yeah… so how is your life there, in your tribe I mean?" Yoh asked.
"One word my friend, one word." Horo Horo said patting his friend at the shoulder, "boring."
"I don't think it's that boring…" said Yoh sweatdropping.
"Of course it is! The excitement and thrill of the city is gone! I guess there's nothing to do in there anymore…" Horo yawned, "That's why Pirika and I are moving here!" he exclaimed happily as Ren took this opportunity to interrupt.
"Another idiot added to the city…" Ren yawned, "How boring… I've already seen a lot of idiots…" he said pointing towards Ryu, Manta and lastly Yoh.
"Why I oughta…" Horo muttered threateningly, getting up from his seat and banging his fists on the table.
"Break it up, will you?" Anna glared at the bickering two and they immediately sat down though there were pouts on their faces, "I'm going to the fair… Yoh." She called out as Yoh quickly got up from his seat following Anna like a puppy to its master. (I want to do that someday…)
"Yoh… wait up!" called out Manta running after Yoh.
"A FAIR, HERE... RIGHT NOW!?! There might be pretty ladies there…" exclaimed Ryu excitedly, a perverted smile plastered on his face.
"Tamao… wanna go?" Horo said standing up as well, outstretching his hand…
"Hai…" she bushed lightly as she took Horo's hand and walked away from the table leaving Ren with the Ainu's sister…
"Aren't you going to follow your brother?" Ren muttered nonchalantly a few minutes after Horo left.
"Not really, it's been an exhausting trip to the city and I'm quite tired. Onii-san just has great stamina that's why he can still be so hyperactive…" Pirika said, drinking her glass of soda.
"Oh… not that I care…" Ren said raising his foot on the table, since there was only the two of them.
'This guy has quite an attitude… Geez… can't he loosen up for once?' Pirika thought playing with the straw of her drink, 'though he is kinda cute… too bad he was such a grouch at Patch Village though he is still a grouch…' she smiled
There was a silence between the two of them when Ren banged the table with his fists and began shouting, scaring the living daylights out of Pirika…
"BAKA BASON… WHERE THE HELL IS HE!?! DON'T TELL ME HE'S OUT DRINKING SAKE AGAIN!?!" Ren shouted, his hair twitching faster as his temper went higher… making Pirika amazed instead of frightened of the sudden shouts.
"Kakoi… How do you do your hair like that?" Pirika commented as she watched Ren's hair move, amazed.
Ren looked at her and glared, his hair moving faster…
"Can you tell me the secret? Who's your hairstylist? I really…" she barraged him with questions until she was silenced by a sword under her chin, very close to her neck.
"Urusei…" he looked at her menacingly, "one more comment about my hair and this sword goes past you neck and throat." He glared at her, making the sword a little bit closer to her neck.
"…" she couldn't reply but instead just nodded.
"It's funny how loud you are when chasing your brother and how quiet you are know… ironic isn't it?" Ren said taking the sword away from her neck.
No reply came from the genki Ainu… apparently the shock of her near death experience is still there.
"What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?" Ren looked at Pirika who was as pale as a ghost.
No reply again.
"You still alive?" asked Ren looking at the pale Pirika.
She nodded weakly.
"Here… talk, will you? Your brother's going to get mad if you don't not that he can beat me…" Ren grinned arrogantly while throwing her a piece of candy.
"What's this for?" asked Pirika looking at the candy.
"Haven't you ever heard that sugar gives you energy? Sheesh… I didn't know people from the mountains are this dumb." Ren sighed shaking his head.
"Thank you then…" Pirika rolled her eyes.
"I don't accept insincere "thank you"'s for your information. Why don't I hear a nice one for a change?" snickered the Tao.
"Baka…" Pirika muttered under her breath opening the candy and putting it in her mouth.
"My, my, I can't believe you ate something that is mine." Exclaimed the Tao sarcastically.
"You gave it, if your memory's that bad." Pirika glared at him.
"If you forgot you didn't say a sincere thank you." Snickered Ren teasingly, "I don't think someone is rude enough to take it, do you?"
"You want it back then…" Pirika said playing along with his game…
"No… never mind." Ren looked at her disgusted.
They sat there in silence for a while.
"Hey…" Pirika asked.
"What?" Ren turned around irritated.
"What's the occasion of this festival? Festivals should have occasions, right?" Pirika asked curiously.
"How would I know?" Ren glared at her.
"One… because you live here. Two… because they say it's something about Chinese and Three… you're Chinese." Pirika said in a know-it-all tone.
"Just because I'm Chinese doesn't mean I know what the hell this festival is about!" he glared at her once more.
"Don't you know any err… holiday or something in the Chinese today?" Pirika looked at him.
"As a matter of fact I do…" Ren said tapping his chin.
"What is it then?" Pirika asked him.
"Why are you so interested in finding out anyway?" Ren asked her.
"I don't know… it sounds like it's going to be interesting." Pirika shrugged.
"It's the Chinese's Valentines Day today…"
*tsuzuku*
Takari-san: I decided to make it a two part story… ^___^ Ren is a bit nicer than I expected though…