White Day
Disclaimer: I don't own shaman king...I feel depressed...
Author's note: Thanks everyone for their kind reviews so far! I am very anxious to update. I hope you are enjoying this fic!!!! On with the next chapter!
Chapter 3: News of the next round
Anna shifted the bag of groceries higher up on her shoulder so that she could push open the gate leading to the mansion. Her mysterious, slanted eyes scanned the yard for any signs that her fiancé was back. Chilly breezes played through her golden hair and blood red bandana. With quick strides, Anna made her way to the front door and pushed it open with her free hand. Confusion swirled through Anna's mind as she looked into the house. Usually when she came home, Manta would be at the door, greeting her with his silly comments and obnoxious attitude. Also, Yoh would run up joyously to see her, like a puppy whose master had come back from a long vacation. This time, Yoh wasn't there and a dead silence hung in the doorway.
"Midget!" Anna yelled, asking for Manta. Manta looked over from where he was standing in the kitchen with Amidamaru.
"Anna-chan! Welcome home!" Manta greeted. His greeting was strangely unenthusiastic. Amidamaru lowered his translucent head in a respectful bow. His face was painted with concern.
Anna walked over to the counter and picked up a salmon rice ball Manta had made for dinner. Taking a dainty bite, Anna turned towards the samurai and the short boy.
"So Samurai-san, why was Yoh-kun so late?" Anna asked.
Amidamaru looked down uneasily. His mind raced through thoughts of Yoh's current condition. "Yoh-sama seems unwell," Amidamaru mumbled.
Anna stared at Amidamaru for a minute, as if trying to see if he was lying or not. "Yoh-kun's probably fine. He probably just slacked off like usual. Sometimes he's so difficult!" Flipping back her hair, Anna sauntered away from the kitchen.
Was Yoh really okay? He did seem a little less active in the morning. Anna hoped he was. She wanted Yoh to win the Shaman Tournament so much. Yoh would face another round tomorrow. If he was really feeling sick, he wouldn't be fit to fight. The chances of failure were much higher. No... She refused to believe it. Yoh was fine!
"Anna-chan?" A hoarse voice sounded behind her.
Anna turned around in response to the voice. Yoh stood in a pair of baggy sleep pants with a towel on top of his wet hair. iOh my gosh...He's so pale. Is he really sick? /i Anna thought to herself. She forced the thought out of her head and turned to Yoh.
"YOH!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU!!! DIDN'T I MAKE IT CLEAR THAT I WANTED YOU HERE WITHIN MY TIMELIMIT?" Anna yelled at Yoh. Brushing a hand across his sweaty forehead, Yoh apologized.
"Gomen Gomen!!! I just felt very tired today, I'll do better tomorrow," Yoh smiled and acted as optimistic as possible.
Anna countered brutally, "TOMORROW IS THE NEXT SHAMAN FIGHT!!! YOU WON'T BE IN FIGHTING SHAPE IF YOU KEEP SLACKING OFF! NOW GET OUT OF THIS HOUSE AND RUN ANOTHER 10 MILES!!!
"The next shaman fight is tomorrow?" Yoh asked, his face falling.
"YES IT'S TOMORROW, GENIUS!!! NOW RUN ANOTHER 10 MILES!!! GO BEFORE I FEEL INCLINED TO GIVE YOU MORE MILES!!!" Anna yelled, her temper rising.
"But...I'm tired..." Yoh said, feeling defeated.
Anna couldn't take it anymore. Just the thought of Yoh losing in a round made Anna so discouraged. He looked so pale and weak. How could he win? Anna acted without thinking. She raised her hand, curled it into a fist, and struck Yoh across his face as hard as she could. Yoh fell to the ground and grabbed his cheek, struggling back a moan of pain. Anna regretted what she did immediately. To her greater dismay, Anna noticed that blood was oozing between Yoh's fingers. Had she really hurt Yoh that bad? That was the hardest she'd ever hit him in a while. As she watched Yoh, he slowly got to his feet and wiped his bloody hand on his sleep pants. The cuts on Yoh's face bled like crazy, the skin pulled back around them.
"Gomen nasai. I'll go run," Yoh looked at Anna. He smiled at her, as if saying he was loyal no matter what she did.
Anna stared at him. As Yoh walked passed her to the door, he stumbled, but caught himself. Guilt consumed Anna. How could she do that to Yoh? She forced the thought out of her head and walked to the kitchen to throw the remains of her riceball away. Amidamaru looked at Anna is dismay.
"Maybe...Maybe you could...be a little less hard on Yoh-sama. He's trying his best for you..." The samurai said to Anna.
"If I'm not hard on him, he'll become weak and he won't win," Anna said tonelessly.
"But...Yoh..." Amidamaru faltered, then lost his temper, "IS THE SHAMAN TOURNAMENT WORTH THE LIFE OF YOUR FIANCEE? HE WORKS SO HARD JUST TO PLEASE YOU AND YOU RIDICULE HIM CONSTANTLY!!!!!"
Anna answered, "The Shaman Tournament is a very important thing to me. I would give anything for Yoh to win."
Amidamaru answered in utter anger, "YOH LOVES YOU AND YOU TREAT HIM LIKE YOUR SLAVE!!! I DON'T KNOW WHY HE LOVES YOU SO MUCH!!! YOU CAN'T EVEN LOVE HIM BACK!!!"
Anna felt ripples of guilt pulse through her. "He loves me? Well...well...I do love him..."
"DO YOU REALLY? IF NOT, YOU'RE IMPRISONING HIM IN THE HOPE THAT YOU'LL LOVE HIM!!! SOMETIMES I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU!" Amidamaru turned and floated quickly through the front door.
Anna struggled to hold back tears. The shaman tournament was coming to an end and her stress level was high. Was that really a liable excuse? "I know Yoh loves me... I love him back... I really do..."
Anna turned to the living room. How could she be such a thoughtless bully? Yoh never retaliated or yelled at her. Why, then, did she hurt him so bad? Anna refused to let herself think like that. Forcing herself to think everything was fine, Anna turned her attention to the TV.
Tanuki-sama= Next chapter will be up soon! I hope everyone likes this. Review, onegai!!! ~ja ne
Disclaimer: I don't own shaman king...I feel depressed...
Author's note: Thanks everyone for their kind reviews so far! I am very anxious to update. I hope you are enjoying this fic!!!! On with the next chapter!
Chapter 3: News of the next round
Anna shifted the bag of groceries higher up on her shoulder so that she could push open the gate leading to the mansion. Her mysterious, slanted eyes scanned the yard for any signs that her fiancé was back. Chilly breezes played through her golden hair and blood red bandana. With quick strides, Anna made her way to the front door and pushed it open with her free hand. Confusion swirled through Anna's mind as she looked into the house. Usually when she came home, Manta would be at the door, greeting her with his silly comments and obnoxious attitude. Also, Yoh would run up joyously to see her, like a puppy whose master had come back from a long vacation. This time, Yoh wasn't there and a dead silence hung in the doorway.
"Midget!" Anna yelled, asking for Manta. Manta looked over from where he was standing in the kitchen with Amidamaru.
"Anna-chan! Welcome home!" Manta greeted. His greeting was strangely unenthusiastic. Amidamaru lowered his translucent head in a respectful bow. His face was painted with concern.
Anna walked over to the counter and picked up a salmon rice ball Manta had made for dinner. Taking a dainty bite, Anna turned towards the samurai and the short boy.
"So Samurai-san, why was Yoh-kun so late?" Anna asked.
Amidamaru looked down uneasily. His mind raced through thoughts of Yoh's current condition. "Yoh-sama seems unwell," Amidamaru mumbled.
Anna stared at Amidamaru for a minute, as if trying to see if he was lying or not. "Yoh-kun's probably fine. He probably just slacked off like usual. Sometimes he's so difficult!" Flipping back her hair, Anna sauntered away from the kitchen.
Was Yoh really okay? He did seem a little less active in the morning. Anna hoped he was. She wanted Yoh to win the Shaman Tournament so much. Yoh would face another round tomorrow. If he was really feeling sick, he wouldn't be fit to fight. The chances of failure were much higher. No... She refused to believe it. Yoh was fine!
"Anna-chan?" A hoarse voice sounded behind her.
Anna turned around in response to the voice. Yoh stood in a pair of baggy sleep pants with a towel on top of his wet hair. iOh my gosh...He's so pale. Is he really sick? /i Anna thought to herself. She forced the thought out of her head and turned to Yoh.
"YOH!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU!!! DIDN'T I MAKE IT CLEAR THAT I WANTED YOU HERE WITHIN MY TIMELIMIT?" Anna yelled at Yoh. Brushing a hand across his sweaty forehead, Yoh apologized.
"Gomen Gomen!!! I just felt very tired today, I'll do better tomorrow," Yoh smiled and acted as optimistic as possible.
Anna countered brutally, "TOMORROW IS THE NEXT SHAMAN FIGHT!!! YOU WON'T BE IN FIGHTING SHAPE IF YOU KEEP SLACKING OFF! NOW GET OUT OF THIS HOUSE AND RUN ANOTHER 10 MILES!!!
"The next shaman fight is tomorrow?" Yoh asked, his face falling.
"YES IT'S TOMORROW, GENIUS!!! NOW RUN ANOTHER 10 MILES!!! GO BEFORE I FEEL INCLINED TO GIVE YOU MORE MILES!!!" Anna yelled, her temper rising.
"But...I'm tired..." Yoh said, feeling defeated.
Anna couldn't take it anymore. Just the thought of Yoh losing in a round made Anna so discouraged. He looked so pale and weak. How could he win? Anna acted without thinking. She raised her hand, curled it into a fist, and struck Yoh across his face as hard as she could. Yoh fell to the ground and grabbed his cheek, struggling back a moan of pain. Anna regretted what she did immediately. To her greater dismay, Anna noticed that blood was oozing between Yoh's fingers. Had she really hurt Yoh that bad? That was the hardest she'd ever hit him in a while. As she watched Yoh, he slowly got to his feet and wiped his bloody hand on his sleep pants. The cuts on Yoh's face bled like crazy, the skin pulled back around them.
"Gomen nasai. I'll go run," Yoh looked at Anna. He smiled at her, as if saying he was loyal no matter what she did.
Anna stared at him. As Yoh walked passed her to the door, he stumbled, but caught himself. Guilt consumed Anna. How could she do that to Yoh? She forced the thought out of her head and walked to the kitchen to throw the remains of her riceball away. Amidamaru looked at Anna is dismay.
"Maybe...Maybe you could...be a little less hard on Yoh-sama. He's trying his best for you..." The samurai said to Anna.
"If I'm not hard on him, he'll become weak and he won't win," Anna said tonelessly.
"But...Yoh..." Amidamaru faltered, then lost his temper, "IS THE SHAMAN TOURNAMENT WORTH THE LIFE OF YOUR FIANCEE? HE WORKS SO HARD JUST TO PLEASE YOU AND YOU RIDICULE HIM CONSTANTLY!!!!!"
Anna answered, "The Shaman Tournament is a very important thing to me. I would give anything for Yoh to win."
Amidamaru answered in utter anger, "YOH LOVES YOU AND YOU TREAT HIM LIKE YOUR SLAVE!!! I DON'T KNOW WHY HE LOVES YOU SO MUCH!!! YOU CAN'T EVEN LOVE HIM BACK!!!"
Anna felt ripples of guilt pulse through her. "He loves me? Well...well...I do love him..."
"DO YOU REALLY? IF NOT, YOU'RE IMPRISONING HIM IN THE HOPE THAT YOU'LL LOVE HIM!!! SOMETIMES I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU!" Amidamaru turned and floated quickly through the front door.
Anna struggled to hold back tears. The shaman tournament was coming to an end and her stress level was high. Was that really a liable excuse? "I know Yoh loves me... I love him back... I really do..."
Anna turned to the living room. How could she be such a thoughtless bully? Yoh never retaliated or yelled at her. Why, then, did she hurt him so bad? Anna refused to let herself think like that. Forcing herself to think everything was fine, Anna turned her attention to the TV.
Tanuki-sama= Next chapter will be up soon! I hope everyone likes this. Review, onegai!!! ~ja ne
