Yippee!!!! Fun with Marco! Fun wit Marco!!!! Fun with Maaaaaarrrrrcccoooooo!!!!!!!
I hate Marco, to tell you the truth, but after this, *gasps* I'll be his number one fan!!!! In one condition though…you'll see…*wiggles eyebrows*
I cannot believe that there are people out there who knows Yoh and Anna but NOT HAO-CHAN!!! How can they neglect my little Fireball-chan?!?!?!?!?! He's soooooo darn MORE kawaii than that short-haired-guy-who-looks-like-him-and-wears-orange-headphones-that-never-once-did-I-see-him-use (HA! Revenge for people who knows Yoh and not Fireball-chan!!!!!)
Hey, don't take my nickname to Hao-chan, okay? He's Fireball-chan!!! Fireball-chan!!! ^_^ don't take it or DIE!!!!!
Anyway, here, I present to you the next chapter in this fic. Trust me, if you don't become a Marco-lover (if you are a Marco-hater – which I am) after what happens here…well…that's your problem not mine!
Disclaimer: What the heck-?! I'm all out of ideas here!!! HT owns SK!!!! Craaaaapppp!!! *starts banging head on the wall*
Take note: Each of the fights has an interval of at least five days (which means it could be more than five days but not less, okay? To lessen the confusion) unless I say – er, write, I mean, type – the interval. And I only put important fights so not all fights are mentioned here. And about Ren's weapon, he only uses that sword during his fights and carries his glaive around during his stay in Patch, etc.
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CHAPTER FOUR
Appreciation
Manta Oyamada sat across the itako under the shade of the umbrella hovering over the round wooden table. He dangled his feet and watched Horo horo fall on the seat next to him, sweaty and tired because of the training his sister insisted on him doing. He scanned the area. Anna was in front of him reading a magazine; Faust was beside the itako with his wife sitting on his knee; Tamao was on his right; The Ainu was fanning himself with his palm while his sister checked something that was surely a schedule on a handheld notebook; Ryu was out in the open, practicing kendo techniques with Tokageroh; Ren was in one corner, drinking some milk; Chocolove was beside Ryu, copying the taller shaman's actions with no avail. Everyone was there – except someone who played the most important part in this story. "Where's Yoh-kun?" he asked, looking curiously at Anna.
The group paused and all looked at him.
"I thought he was with you." They all chorused, one after the other.
The little lad shook his head. "No, he wasn't. I went to a store to buy some CD-Rs but I never saw Yoh-kun so I presumed he was with you." He explained, keeping half of his attention to Anna.
Before anyone could say anything, the itako closed her magazine and put it down the table. "Manta," she said, looking at the human through her shades, "Go find Yoh." She ordered but she never took her eyes off Manta and just continued staring, which created a serious air between them.
Ren stood up and threw his bottle to a nearby trash can. He snatched his glaive and turned around, "Let's go and find that lazy bum." He muttered.
Without saying anything, the rest followed, scattering around to find their target easier. It wasn't that it was rare for Anna to worry about Yoh; in fact, she always had been worried about her fiancé even though she tries to hide it all the time. It was Anna's request of looking for Yoh and she said it with her full attention. Surely, the itako wouldn't worry like that if there wasn't anything wrong.
Everyone left Anna in that shade. When she was sure that nobody was there, she dropped her magazine and stood up, heading for the point where the forest ends and its highest peak.
Yoh Asakura stretched his arms and stared at the desert-like horizon. He was sitting under a large oak tree, leaning on the bark and facing the desert part. On the other side of the tree was the Seirei no Ou but he chose not to face it for it brought back unforgettable memories about his experience with Hao. And why was he in such an atypical place? One plain reason: he didn't want to see his brother's face.
Ever since that incident in the fight between the Ren team and the Icemen team, he had been prone to staying away from mirrors. He even overturned the mirror in their room but none objected or even noticed the change. And would you believe? He left harusame untouched for days and, sometimes, leaving it in their room.
And in this place, there were no puddles, mirrors and glasses that had the ability to show Hao in front of him. He just felt a weird sensation of guilt every time his twin appears in front of him (but, of course, he still goes to the bathroom to take a bath – even though the water reflects Hao [Naisho: O.o IYADA~!!!!! NOTHING LIKE THAT!!!!]). He can relax all he want without any disturbances. Or so he thought.
"Yoh." A stern feline voice called. It belonged to none other than our dearest itako, Anna Kyouyama.
The dark-haired shaman jumped from his place and within a second, he was up on his feet, body stiff with fear and nervousness. "A-A-Anna! What are you doing here?" he exclaimed, rubbing his head with a shaking hand.
"I should be the one asking you that. Everybody is out there looking for you and you're just here staring at a barren waste land, wasting your time like hell when you could be out there training." She scolded, glancing at the Seirei no Ou behind her then at the view her fiancé was looking at a while ago. She scowled as her eyes narrowed at the shaman in front of her. "What in the world are you looking at? You don't look at deserts." She implored a simple question of "What's happening to you, Yoh?" in her words, which Yoh instantly got.
But Yoh remained silent.
"Down." She ordered now in and angry voice.
"What????"
"Down." She repeated, pulling the young boy's shirt and dragging him down the peak.
The group had returned to the table; all (obviously) failing to find the missing shaman. Each had a disappointed look on their face.
"I wonder where Anna-san went." Tamao started, whispering dreamily with her mind set to Yoh instead of Anna.
From their right, a vague view of two figures, one dressed in black and the other in lighter and friendlier colors. As the two approached, their silhouettes became clearer; it was no other than the itako Anna, dragging Asakura Yoh behind her with little effort.
Anna gave Yoh a pull forward and the shaman landed on the chair which was placed in across the one she used to sit on. She gave everyone a stern stare and looked back at Yoh. "One more and you'll get it for sure." She said waving a threatening fist in front of the dark-haired shaman – or rather at the back of the shaman's head.
Yoh crouched low, burying his face in his arms. Why did that store have to have glass windows???? , he glanced behind the itako then, quickly covered his face. For him, the image of his brother was crystal clear. Just the mere sight of the twin, waving mockingly and sneering, haunted him. And this time, Hao Asakura didn't waste time on copying Yoh's movements like a real reflection and plainly did whatever he wished, which extremely bothered the younger one; much to the amusement of the dominant shaman, who was laughing most of the time.
The itako tightened her jaw and sat across her fiancé. She picked up the magazine on the table and started rereading it to take her mind off her anger and irritation.
"Yoh!" a lot chorused after the 'terror queen' left her 'prince charming' alone. One after the other, they made an attempt to lift Yoh from his weird mood swing. All failed.
Manta sighed, staring at his closest friend worriedly. Again, Yoh glanced at his back, past the crowd of shamans towering over him. The shaman sighed and recoiled back to his original position. The little human blinked, looking at Yoh then at the glass windows across. He could see clearly the reflection of his friend. There was nothing unusual – except, maybe, that Yoh was reflected which such detail as though he was inside the mirror. Well, aside from that, nothing was different. The blonde shook his little head and shrugged. He knew Yoh wasn't the kind of person who would worry about such a small detail.
"Yoh-kun?" Manta asked, poking the shaman. He had his eyes on the mirror across them. "What's the matter? You kept glancing at that." He pointed in front of him. "I don't see anything unusual."
The addressed boy sat up straight and stiff but his body relaxed and returned to a familiar slouch when he heard the last sentence. Slowly, but cautiously, he turned around to find Hao Asakura waving playfully at him. He laughed at the bizarre antics – which he just noticed after days – his brother was doing. "You don't see anything?" he repeated, stifling his laughter, "You don't see my reflection?"
One after the other, the surrounding shamans turned to the glass behind them. A moment's silence…
"What?! Are you stupid?! Of course we can see your reflection!!!! It's glass for crying out loud!!!!" Ren shouted, looking at Yoh with suspicion in his eyes. He knew Yoh wasn't the type of person who would ask useless things. Something must be wrong!!! Or…he's just become mad.
"You can't call Yoh-danna that!!!!" Ryu protested but he was completely ignored – which only made his temper rise up.
The Ainu started laughing out loud pointing at the glass. "Good one, Yoh! You're even better than Chocolove at making jokes!!! You even got this one fooled!!!" he jabbed at the Chinese shaman beside him.
The guy with the afro laughed along, not caring that he was being insulted. He threw his arms up high and started patting – very hard – on Yoh's back. "Woohoo!!! You'd make a good comedian!!! He exclaimed, almost making the stronger shaman fall off his seat.
It took Yoh a couple of minutes to be fully convinced that they couldn't see Hao as his reflection. New light of hope dawned on him. I guess this problem wasn't as big as I thought. , He said with a relieved sigh. He grinned, laughing along with his friends.
The Oracle bell stopped their fun as it rang endlessly. Everyone looked at their corresponding device.
"Don't tell me were gonna have another fight!!! Yoh's group hadn't fought a single one yet and we've already gone through three!!!!!" The blue-haired shaman complained loudly as he pressed a button on the device on his arm. He grinned, ear-to-ear, as there was no message. "Yes!!!! Not us!!!"
"I suppose it's our group then." Faust muttered, scanning his bell. He read out the message out loud, "Funbari Onsen Team versus…"
"The X Laws I team." Everyone turned to the source of the voice and found Lyserg Diethyl with Morphine sitting comfortably on his shoulder. The English shaman had his arm out in front of him, looking at the bell just the same.
"LYSERG~!!!!" Ryu exclaimed, "I don't wanna fight you!!!!!" he said, his voice in anguish with tears falling out of his eyes like a waterfall.
The figures of the remaining members of the designated opponent appeared; Jeanne still in her prim and proper outfit and graces. She smiled brightly and walked in tiny steps towards Yoh. "I didn't expect us to fight this early but, before we truly accept this bitter truth, I want to thank you for ridding this world of evil. If it weren't for your bravery, Hao would still be spreading untamed evil throughout this land." she curtsied and extended out her hand.
The Asakura stared at the offered sign of friendship worriedly. From the side of his eyes, he could read Hao's lips clearly saying, "Rid this world of evil alright. I'm right here and Yoh's hiding me from everybody." He dug his nails on the flesh of his palm, creating deep red crest marks. He forced a grin and shoved, unsuccessfully, the thought away, taking and shaking the hand Jeanne offered. "You helped me anyway, back then. We share the profit." He laughed a little; Anna staring at him with irritation.
The Iron Maiden smiled as Marco approached protectively behind her like a guard with his princess. "Blessed are those gifted with such pure souls." She sighed. "I asked Marco to plan a celebration after the fight. We will celebrate the win of whoever wins the fight. I would be very pleased if all of you would attend this event with us and Lyserg."
Before anyone could say a word, Umemiya Ryunosuke was pushing down Yoh and exclaiming proudly, "YES!!! WE WILL GO!!!!" he had his face inches away from the pale-haired girl, which made Marco put a shielding arm in front of his mistress.
Everyone agreed, not seeing anything bad about it. Hey, they were gonna get free food. So why shouldn't they accept the invitation?
"I thank you for agreeing to attend. Well, then, good luck to you in our fight. Let the best team win." She made a slight bow and left with Lyserg and Marco tailing her closely.
As soon as they were out of ear-shot, Anna stood up and pinched Yoh's cheek, stretching it out to its fullest.
"A-A-A-A-ANNAAAAAA~!!!! ITAI!!!!" The shaman screamed, jumping up from the pain inflicted on him. "What was that for?!?!" he demanded, rubbing his sore and swollen cheek. He had tears forming on the corners of his and his rubbing just made his cheek redder than what it originally was.
"Baka. Why did you accept that Iron Maiden's invitation?" she said, eyes burning menacingly, "With that Marco guy there, who knows what kinds of things he plans to do!" she exclaimed, making clear one point they deliberately missed during the 'negotiation' of the party.
"But I wasn't the one who agreed to-" he started, looking at the Elvis wanna-be for help but, in this matter, nobody could do anything against this terror queen.
Anna pointed to the long road behind them. "Thirty laps around the whole Patch village." She ordered, waving her finger in anger.
Yoh stood up and stared, remaining still in his place.
"I SAID-!!!!!"
"Hai! Hai! Hai!" he answered instantly and dashed towards the road that Anna pointed, disappearing as a pinprick of a black dot.
The itako glared at the on-looking shamans, who instantly went away, trying to fake simplicity. "Tamao! Ryu!" she shouted in her commanding voice.
"Hai!!!"
"Get me something eat. I'm hungry." She ordered, relaxing back into her former spot.
In a blink of an eye, Tamao and Ryu were gone from sight.
"Don't you know, Yoh? Pure souls are incomplete souls. Once a pure soul reaches completion, what once was there would never come back." Hao muttered but his twin did not hear anything he had said.
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At last, only a couple of minutes before the fight. Yoh sat on a bench near the arena they were gonna fight on. He had his back slouched, arms crossed with his head resting on his arms and eyes closed. For anyone who didn't know Yoh much, they would think that this was a lazy shaman, unaware of his surroundings and could easily be beaten. No, this Asakura was fully alert though not wide awake. He had half of his mind alert while the other half…was in deep thought about his scene earlier with the Iron Maiden. He was appreciated, too much, in his opinion. He felt guilty, rather, because he wasn't what they thought he were.
"Yoh-danna, the fight is gonna start now. Let's go and finish this fight quickly. I don't wanna fight Lyserg very long." Ryu said, shaking the more powerful shaman from his reverie.
Yoh nodded, smiling at his friend, "Yeah and let's get to that party!" he exclaimed, swinging harusame over to his shoulders.
Murmurs were hushed and silence overwhelmed the whole area. The audience of shamans followed with intent eyes every movement the teams were doing. The guardian jumped off the ground to avoid direct contact with the participants as he announced the start of the fight.
"Ganbatte, Yoh-sama!!!!" Tamao called from the audience with the rest of the gang with her, giving him thumbs-ups and smiles.
Yoh grinned back and focused his now serious eyes at the opponent. He unsheathed his weapon and placed it in front of him with his other hand positioning over the other wooden weapon.
Lyserg and Marco jumped in front of the scarlet-eyed girl, positioning their respective weapons in front of them. The remaining members of the opposing team dashed to the two with their normal oversouls. They fought each other evenly, Ryu and Faust, pushing the two members away.
Jeanne smiled at the Asakura. She raised one hand, shoulder level, and whispered softly, "Belenos." Slowly and gracefully, the Celtic god of light appeared like the petals of a blooming flower. "This is my spirit, Belenos. Belenos is the replacement of Shamash even though I have to admit that Shamash has been a greater one." She placed her hands in front of her and Belenos positioned himself on the front. "Still, I should thank the Seirei no Ou for gifting me with an almost equal spirit." She made a sharp movement with her arms. Instantly, the god lunged for his opponent.
The dark-haired shaman created his Spirit of Sword in a split second and jumped out of the attacking range of the spirit. He steadied himself and swung up his weapon but the weak attack was easily blocked. I guess I need to use everything I have to defeat Jeanne. Her furyoku has increased.
On the other hand, Ryu was facing Lyserg in the left corner of the arena. Both were hesitating so much that their fight was pathetic. The audience on their side was becoming noisier every second.
"What the heck are you doing?!?!?! What kind of fight is that?!?!?! You SUUUUUUCCCKKK!!!!!" a lot of them agreed and boos merged into one united scream.
"URASAI~!!!!" Ryu yelled, waving an angry fist, "If you wanna fight so much, then why don't you go down here and do it?!?!?!?!" he jabbed the air with his wooden sword, trying to start a fight with the on-looking shamans. He was answered by loud unidentified shouts and yells.
Tokageroh sighed; sweat dropped, and shrugged his shoulders. "What they're saying is true, you know. You both look like children playing with sticks."
"Lyserg! What are you doing?!" Marco called, approaching him with his silver pistol on his hand. "Do not tell me that you cannot finish off an opponent!!!! We are serving Jeanne-sama!!! We will give way to her ascend to the Seirei no Ou." He said, majestically summoning Michael behind him. He pointed the gun at Ryu, who created his oversoul in a flash as a response.
"Don't ignore me!!!!" Faust shouted in a raspy voice. He made his big oversoul and easily slammed the angel to the ground. He turned to Ryu with determined eyes, "Stand up and fight for Yoh-sama, Ryu!!!" he reminded the shaman and faced his opponent once again.
The Elvis wanna-be nodded and created his big oversoul, imitating Faust's motions.
Yoh glanced at the rest of his team and smiled. They're still fine.
"Yoh-dono!!!" Amidamaru called, pulling his master away from the danger the opposing spirit caused.
The dark-haired shaman focused all his attention to the powerful Iron Maiden. He crouched down and pushed himself from the ground, the Spirit of Sword cutting through the wind with such an unimaginable force. Belenos dashed towards them. If none of them moved out of the way, they would certainly crash into each other and, with Amidamaru and Yoh fighting as one and Belenos only being supervised by Jeanne, it was pretty sure that Jeanne would win this crash.
But, no, they never crashed.
The male shaman made a slight move down, recoiling back to the ground and pushing himself up once again, gaining extra force. He forced the god of light backwards, towards his master. And, using the hilt of his sword, he made the shaman fall down and lose her oversoul. "Don't thank me for defeating Hao. I'm not worth of the praise you give." He muttered, looking down on the fainted maiden.
"JEANNE-SAMA!!!!"
"Kanpai!!!!" they raised their cups, glasses and cans up in the air. The X Laws team had been defeated by the Funbari Onsen. Jeanne's fall made the other members panic and lose concentration, which only led to their sole defeat. And, now, as promised, they are having a little celebration with all the expenses on the X Laws team.
"I thank you, Yoh. You have helped us so many times and this celebration is not enough to repay you of all the goodness you've brought." Jeanne offered Yoh an empty glass and filled it with water. "Especially your defeat of Hao. It was the best action you have done." She said with flattery, laughing and smiling like usual. She turned to Lyserg, who was sitting right beside her, and offered the same thing.
"No, no, it's actually nothing. You don't have to thank me." Yoh refused, forcing a fake grin
"So? How about it? Would you care to take the challenge?" Horo horo sneered, looking from Marco to Ryu and laughed. "All you have to do is to drink more than Ryu – and, of course, to stay sober." He snickered, secretly giving a thumbs-up to Chocolove, who dashed away to get tons of cans of beer. He kept staring at the blonde with mock in his eyes, actions and voice.
Marco looked uneasily at the Ainu and Ryu, feeling his collar tighten. He turned doubtful eyes at Jeanne and received a nod. He faced the two once again and fixed his now askew glasses. "Whatever this challenge may be, I will win it." He said proudly. If they couldn't win the Shaman Fight, at least, he could boldly proclaim that they had won a challenge against this team.
He snatched the can of beer from Chocolove's hand and looked at Ryu. In another moment, they were gulping the whole can's contents greedily.
Unfortunately, Marco had never drank beer before in his whole life. He only drank liquor and wine, which were thoroughly different from beer. He slammed the can down, finishing earlier than Ryu and grabbed another, sending it down his throat. Minutes passed and the 'saintly' shaman had finished up five cans straight.
"Whoa! You beat me!" Ryu exclaimed in amazement as he sat, still sober, in relaxation, taking sips from his tenth can of the day.
The blonde was red in the face. His smile was deformed and his eyes were blinking unevenly. "Of course I did. Aren't I the great shaman Marco?!?!" he said in demand, pushing the Ainu beside him. He pulled the blue-haired boy for support as he stood up with wobbly knees. He made a few steps and fell down on the ground, making the Ainu sit on his legs.
"What the-?! Marco's drunk already!!!!" Horo horo complained, standing up but being pulled down once again by the drunk blonde shaman.
"I want my teddy…." Marco muttered, extending his arms high in the air and waving them frantically like a little child. Ren and Faust pulled him up. "I wanna have my teddy…." He muttered once again in his groggy and sleepy voice. He grabbed Ren and gave him a tight squeeze. "Why isn't my teddy soft????" he complained, pounding on Ren's shoulders.
The Chinese shaman scrambled away, blushing madly, "What?!?!?!?! I AM NOT YOUR TEDDY!!!!!" he screamed, feeling disgusted at the last word he mentioned.
Horo horo pointed at Ren and started laughing. "Teddy!!! Wow!!! You are sooooo right!!!!!"
"Ren Tao the teddy bear!!!!" Chocolove exclaimed, pulling down a panda costume over the Chinese's head. "Ren Tao Panda bear!!!!" he repeated with more mockery. He then received a big laugh from the Ainu beside him who was mainly laughing at Ren not at the boy's jokes.
"DIE!!!!" Ren blasted Chocolove off to the skies. But the laughing didn't stop there. The blue-haired shaman was still on his knees laughing like a wacko. He pulled off the panda costume and started his regular dose of verbal fights with the Ainu.
Marco wobbled from left to right and now landed near Eliza. He looked up and smiled at the blonde lady. "Hey, there, lady, wanna go out with me?" he asked, grinning maliciously as he threatened to place a hand on her thigh.
Faust zoomed between them and punched Marco away with mad force. "DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH MY ELIZA!!!!!" he screamed and clasped his wife's hands. "Are you okay, my dear?"
The drunk shaman caused all chaos in that celebration. The only people left undisturbed was Anna, Yoh, Lyserg and Jeanne but that wouldn't last for long.
"The lady won't go out with me. Oh well, I could have this one." He said, falling beside Jeanne and swinging a friendly arm around the little girl. "You look cute too. Wanna go out and have a drink?" he asked, forgetting the fact that this was the maiden he loyally served for years.
Jeanne took off the arm and patted him gently on the back of his palm. "Rest Marco, you need it. Let your soul and mind enter peace. Rest, I say, rest." She smiled brightly at her angel and gave Lyserg a look.
Sighing, the English shaman stood up and pulled Marco beside him, serving as a walking stick for the older shaman. "Com'n now, Marco. Let's go back to the rooms and let you have rest." He muttered, taking small steps and breathing deeply to support the weight upon him.
"Ah! Lyserg, my friend!!!" Marco gave the shaman a hug. "Don't worry about me!!! You should worry about yourself!!! Don't you know that you look like a girl? So, are you a girl or a boy????" he inquired, stupidly pinching the green-haired shaman's cheek affectionately and tapping him on the shoulders as a sign of friendship.
Lyserg froze. He let Marco walk away from him. He had his face deep in magenta.
Yoh laughed, seeing the destruction the drunk shaman caused. That was the first real laugh he had. Jeanne was overly thankful for Yoh's defeat of Hao and kept repeating her 'great thanks'. He felt like he was being squeeze as the pressure of guilt reigned upon him. And with this event now happening, he felt the enjoyment of this party approaching him easily.
Marco fell beside Yoh and looked at him. He took out his pistol and pointed it at Yoh's forehead. Everyone grew quiet. "Oh god, how could have the guts to show here, Hao? What kind of evil will you spread now? You should die!" he stated in an uneven tone, still, with the deranged smile on his face. He make a move to pull the trigger but Anna wrapped her itako beads on the gun and confiscated it.
"We should really take him back to the room." Lyserg muttered, pulling the shaman up.
Yoh stood up and turned back to the hotel. "I think I should go back now. I need to do something." He excused himself and left in a hurry.
"Okay then, but you really don't have to leave. The party's just starting." Lyserg called but Yoh never heard him.
The Ainu proceeded to help and slung the drunk shaman's arm over his shoulder. "Crap, this guy's such a bother. Look! He made such a big mess!" he pointed to the clutter of crushed cans and broken glasses. "We should really get him out of here."
But before they could take another step, the Oracle bell rang. Horo horo looked at his and read, "The Ren team versus The Ly-ly five team." He stopped and stifled a laugh.
"Yes! We are your opponents and we are gonna start the fight here and now!!!!!" Sarona jumped from the shadows with the rest of the team behind her.
"Oh god…more trouble."
Yoh closed the door behind him silently. He approached the upturned mirror and straightened it up so that he could see his reflection clearly. The moonlight crept softly inside the room, illuminating the identical faces of the two: Yoh and Hao Asakura.
"Tell me why you're here." Yoh demanded, his nails digging on his palm's flesh.
Hao smirked, "Thought you'd never ask."
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One thing annoying about uploading chapters fast is that you rarely get reviews. You don't get much (this is soooooo true). And if you don't upload early, your story sometimes gets neglected. What the heck…*sigh*…at least someone's reviewing here.
I don't know what Belenos looks like…. I hope he'll fit this though….
Another thing…T_T…something's wrong with our speakers…T_T…. I can't play my Mankin anymore (NOOOOO!!!! No more Northern Lights!!!! *dies*)…. No more inspiration…. (Oversoul!!!! Trust You!!!! Omokage!!!! Ryuro!!!! IYADA~!!!!) T_T….
Anyways...
*raises hand high in the air* I WILL BE THE FIRST MARCO-WHEN-DRUNK FAN!!!! Ain't he sooooooooooo lovable there???? I hope Marco gets drunk for real!!!!! *starts chanting sutras*
Anyways, what do you think? Still sucks, ne? Ne? Ne? Yappari. (Oh, btw, let me punch *rolls eyes* Jeanne-sama!!!)
WHY IN THE WORLD CAN'T I INCLUDE THE POWER SPIRITS CORRECTLY?!?!?!?! Why do I neglect the other characters too much?!?!?! Ah, craaaaapppp *sulks in one corner, writes "Include all characters and their power spirits* on a Post-it and stamps it on forehead*
I think this chapter gave hints about the next one already but…oh well…I'll give one too. Next chap is entitled "Truth". More of Hao and Yoh there *grins* but this ain't yaoi nor shounen-ai *grins more*. I don't do those stuff *gives a peace sign*. Don't worry. I'm neither an anti-yaoi person nor a yaoi-person; I'm somewhere in between.
Hmm…"Truth" is about…well…explanations mostly (don't worry; I'll answer all questions on the 12th chapter. Yes, there will be a 12th chapter which will only consist of Q&A). Of course, we still get to see a little of Marco-when-drunk ^_^
There's really just something I would like to add…insert this in any part of this chapter or the next. You decide. Mind you, this is just something I did for fun. Nothing else ^_^
Yoh Asakura was skipping on his steps as he passed a wall of glass with a grin on his face. Beside him, inside the mirror, Hao was walking, his hands on his back with a smile identical to that of his twin. So far, there had been no friction between the two. Yoh had gotten used to Hao appearing out of nowhere (of course, in something that can reflect) so he had no worries – for the moment.
Luckily, he was alone at that time. Amidamaru had been left in his room. Anna had ordered him to go get a couple of things for her. It had just rained and puddles were everywhere and Hao had been with him every second, scolding him for being such an underdog to that itako. Yoh just smiled and nodded, ignoring the angry calls of his twin.
The dark-haired shaman got the things needed and rushed out of the store.
Hmm…Hao seems to copy almost everything I do. I wonder if he'll fall if I tripped. , he snickered as an image of his brother tripping down, his face hitting the ground hard, flashed in his mind.
"Yoh." Hao called but he was ignored. He didn't have much of care for the moment. He could enjoy this time for himself and for Yoh. After he was finished with his business here, well, let's just say things will go alright. No need to rush. He had all the time to himself anyway. "Yoh." Again, he called, now with much force and anger. He pointed a finger to a medium-sized rock.
Yoh laughed a little, failing to notice his brother's warning and…
"Hey, Yoh? You okay?" Hao crouched down, prodding an imaginary figure of his twin.
"Why didn't you trip too???" The younger shaman lay face front on a big puddle of mud, his clothes ruined and – oh my! – his groceries!!! Wait till Anna sees this!
"What did you do?!" the itako hollered with anger in his voice. She help up a muddy plastic bag in front of her and threw it in front of her fiancé. "You look like you just jumped into a mud puddle!!!"
"Which is exactly what he did." Hao muttered, staring in disbelief at his brother from the mirror near the two less inexperienced shamans.
Yoh forced a laugh and rubbed his head apologetically. "Well, uh, I wasn't…"
"How do you expect to be the Shaman King if you're as careless as that?!"
"If only you were listening to you onii-chan, then none of this would've happened!!!!"
"You're always accident prone!!! After all this years, don't you ever learn?!?!?!"
"In the first place, you never should've agreed to do this itako's bidding!!!!"
Yoh cowered before the presence of the two.
"WHAT KIND OF SHAMAN ARE YOU?!?!?!" both hollered at the same time, not noticing the other.
Yoh crouched, bending his knees at the pressure the two dominant presences gave him.
Anna sighed and pointed at the muddy contents of Yoh's groceries. "Go make dinner now!!! Or go run laps around Patch village!!!" she ordered, returning back to her sanctuary – the T.V.
Yoh passed the mirror, his twin muttering, "If you only listened-"
"Shut up." Hao smiled brightly and gave a little mocking laugh.
