A/N: If you are homophobic, please don't read any further. THIS IS A YAOI WARNING
When Ren awoke the next morning, he remembered nothing. Of course, this was perfectly normal as most people never remember their dreams, but he couldn't shake the feeling something important went on last night...
Ignoring the gnawing feeling the pit of his stomach, Ren threw on a long t-shirt and went down for breakfast, compliments of Ryu. There was idle chatter amongst the other three residents; Anna eating her food in relative silence as per usual. However, there was more of an uncomfortable silence that wasn't used to being present.
"Hey...did anyone..." Manta and Yoh spoke up at the same time between bites. They looked at each other and giggled a bit nervously before falling silent again. Ren looked down at his rice and miso-soup, wishing it would spontaneously combust. All this skittishness was annoying him.
"So, Ren, have you decided if you're going to go after Horohoro?" Yoh finally asked.
"No," he replied, glaring at him. "Why the hell would I?" Yoh and Manta chuckled, shaking their heads. "Listen, I made it clear last night that I don't care that that idiot decided to risk his life coming after me and," he stopped in mid-sentence, blushing and looking down at his lap. The others laughed again.
"Well, anyway," Ryu said, clearing his throat. "Did anyone else have any strange dreams last night, 'cause I sure did?"
"Yes," everyone answered at once. They looked around at each other, amazed.
"What was yours about?" they chorused again. Anna's left eye twitched.
"Yoh, why don't you start?"
The brunette rubbed his head. "Well, let's see. I remember I was flying through the air with the birds, playing tag, just having fun riding the thermals. Then a huge tornado appeared out of nowhere and sucked me and the little birds right in! After that, a yellow light surrounded me and pushed me out of the cyclone and down to the ground. Man, I thought I was going to die! It was like...a hundred feet to the ground! But then, I just started levitating and...well, then I woke up."
"Interesting..." said Amidamaru, appearing out of nowhere. He rubbed his chin thoughtfully while Manta tried to choke down what bits of rice got caught in his throat. Appearing out of nowhere ghosts never failed to scare him.
"Well, I dreamt I was swimming through the ocean, only I didn't need any scuba gear. I could breathe the water!" Manta exclaimed, shooting out a few bits of rice still in his mouth. He shut his eyes and clasped his hands together. Hearts and sparkles appeared in the background, forcing Ren to nearly choke on his chopsticks in disgust. "But then I started swimming deeper and deeper...I just couldn't control myself! I saw marine life around me, but I couldn't touch it. I saw the sunken city of Atlantis! So I started swimming toward it, but then my lungs started filling with water and I started to drown. Then I woke up..." there was silence around the table as Manta shuddered, remembering the feeling of waking up and not being able to breathe.
"What about you, Ryu?" Yoh asked, trying to mask the sudden chill sweeping over the shamans and friend.
Ryu put his chopsticks down and sat back dramatically. He crossed his arms and looked up at the ceiling.
"I was walking through a meadow of the most beautiful flowers you've ever seen!" a collection of sweat poured down everyone's faces at this proclamation. "Then I saw something at the end. It was shadowed and stuff; it looked really out of place in the meadow. When I walked toward it, it turned into a roaring fire! Everything in its path was consumed! Luckily, I, in my over egotistical actions just barely managed to scramble out of the way! But, my over-long hair caught fire and then I started to burn! I was twisting and writhing..."
"Is he insane?" Manta asked in a low voice behind his hand. "Does he really expect us to believe that?" Yoh shrugged.
"Hey! Are you guys even listening to me? I'm telling a story over here!" Ryu sat on the floor in a disgruntled manner. "Fine! See if I ever tell you anything of importance ever again!"
Anna sniffed. "I don't think anything coming out of your mouth would ever be worth two seconds of our precious time."
"What was your dream, Miss Anna?" Amidamaru asked respectfully. Her disposition lightened a bit once she knew she was in control again.
"I was sitting with my back to a tree on top of a large hill. It was sunny out, so I thought I might be able to get a tan. When I stretched out, I sunk into the Earth. My body became one with the soil and then I woke up."
"She forgot to mention the part where she fell out of bed..." Yoh added in an undertone to his midget buddy. Manta giggled behind his bowl, then got whapped over the head with Anna's ever present fan.
"Well Ren, what about you?" Yoh asked the Chinese shaman, before the Itako could kill the younger boy. The purple haired boy fell silent, glancing out the window.
It was a few seconds before he answered. "...I don't...really remember..."
"Well, that doesn't help much!" Ryu stated ever-so-obviously from his little corner of the room. It seemed he got over his little insulted pride act.
"Well I'm sorry I can't contribute to this little Pow-wow of yours but I don't remember what my dream was about!" He shouted. "I do know, however, that it had something to do with Ho-"He stopped himself before the name spilt out. Blushing, he leapt to his feet and stormed out of the room.
"What crawled down his pants?" Manta asked, none-too tactfully. Yoh sniggered and cracked a wide grin.
"Horohoro!"
Not too far away, in the Tao house in China, Horohoro lay wide awake as night crept silently upon the land. Dark forepaws extended over the mountains, smothering the forests, and finally hiding the luxurious mansion.
That...dream...
Falling, twisting, breaking...that's really all Horo could remember about his dream. Well, no, that wasn't the whole truth. He remembered Ren. He remembered those cat-like eyes...how they pierced through his very soul...how they entranced him to the point of no return. But...
Tears formed in the corners of his eyes, though he bade them not to spill.
I wanted to take him in my arms and hold him...but...he let me fall. Is that supposed to tell me something? Ren...
"Are you just going to sit there all depressed until your Prince Charming comes and sweeps you off your feet with a single kiss?"
The green-haired Tao Jun walked into the room. Her smile disappeared as soon as she caught the look on the Ainu's face. "Horohoro?"
He kept his face averted, not willing to look into the face of one who reminded so much of Ren. It wasn't like him to be so depressed over one person. This...new feeling was constricting his heart with a wire cage—and it didn't feel good. He wanted to constantly throw-up...he even started to contemplate going back to the North and severing all ties with any Shaman he knew.
"Listen," Jun said softly, sitting next to him on the bed. "Do you really think Ren would've gone back to Tokyo if he hated you?"
"I'm not depressed over that brat!" Horo snapped. "I just- I'm still sick from being outside in the rain." He gave a small, pathetic, extremely fake cough and curled up into a ball on the bed, trying to ignore her previous words, which he found somewhat comforting.
"Well, all I know is when Ren came back he spent the whole time throwing a temper tantrum in his room until he decided to go back," she laughed softly. "And my guess would be that he went back to see you." She walked out of the room quietly, and, for the first time in the past couple of days, fell asleep peacefully.
"Horohoro..."
The blue-haired Ainu turned quickly, only to come face-to-face with an ice- wall. His reflection looked back at him: a gaunt, rigid face with blank black eyes stared back at him. His usually spiky hair now hung in limp clumps around his shoulders, framing his tired, sharp features even more than usual.
"Horohoro..."
"Who's out there?" he yelled. The voice echoed in his head like a dull river that could only whisper.
Something caressed his shoulders and chest...something that did so with the practiced air of a familiar lover. It felt so cool...he felt as if he could just melt away and forget everything...
"Horohoro..."
Ice cracked beneath his feet, threatening to throw him over the edge into darkness once more. He did nothing to move himself from the cold embrace...
"Awaken, Ice Warrior..."
(Angry) Author's Notes: The only thing that makes writing this story painful is the fact that there are so many fucking homophobic flamers out there! To Flmethrower: Sorry, hon. I've been to Hell and back, had lunch with the devil and ate his bird. Kindly not review this story again. Everything is CLEARLY fucking stated in the disclaimers. If you don't like it...you can go somewhere else. Get to know your sexuality better, dude. Only out of respect for the reviewers do I keep your flame up. To ALL OTHER FLAMERS: Stay away from this story! Everything yaoi on this site is a work of art, just like hetero! If you don't like it, find somewhere else to direct your anger! Please leave a review nn;;
Story Title: Demon's Eye by Deep Purple Chapter Title: Keep 'em Separated by Offspring
When Ren awoke the next morning, he remembered nothing. Of course, this was perfectly normal as most people never remember their dreams, but he couldn't shake the feeling something important went on last night...
Ignoring the gnawing feeling the pit of his stomach, Ren threw on a long t-shirt and went down for breakfast, compliments of Ryu. There was idle chatter amongst the other three residents; Anna eating her food in relative silence as per usual. However, there was more of an uncomfortable silence that wasn't used to being present.
"Hey...did anyone..." Manta and Yoh spoke up at the same time between bites. They looked at each other and giggled a bit nervously before falling silent again. Ren looked down at his rice and miso-soup, wishing it would spontaneously combust. All this skittishness was annoying him.
"So, Ren, have you decided if you're going to go after Horohoro?" Yoh finally asked.
"No," he replied, glaring at him. "Why the hell would I?" Yoh and Manta chuckled, shaking their heads. "Listen, I made it clear last night that I don't care that that idiot decided to risk his life coming after me and," he stopped in mid-sentence, blushing and looking down at his lap. The others laughed again.
"Well, anyway," Ryu said, clearing his throat. "Did anyone else have any strange dreams last night, 'cause I sure did?"
"Yes," everyone answered at once. They looked around at each other, amazed.
"What was yours about?" they chorused again. Anna's left eye twitched.
"Yoh, why don't you start?"
The brunette rubbed his head. "Well, let's see. I remember I was flying through the air with the birds, playing tag, just having fun riding the thermals. Then a huge tornado appeared out of nowhere and sucked me and the little birds right in! After that, a yellow light surrounded me and pushed me out of the cyclone and down to the ground. Man, I thought I was going to die! It was like...a hundred feet to the ground! But then, I just started levitating and...well, then I woke up."
"Interesting..." said Amidamaru, appearing out of nowhere. He rubbed his chin thoughtfully while Manta tried to choke down what bits of rice got caught in his throat. Appearing out of nowhere ghosts never failed to scare him.
"Well, I dreamt I was swimming through the ocean, only I didn't need any scuba gear. I could breathe the water!" Manta exclaimed, shooting out a few bits of rice still in his mouth. He shut his eyes and clasped his hands together. Hearts and sparkles appeared in the background, forcing Ren to nearly choke on his chopsticks in disgust. "But then I started swimming deeper and deeper...I just couldn't control myself! I saw marine life around me, but I couldn't touch it. I saw the sunken city of Atlantis! So I started swimming toward it, but then my lungs started filling with water and I started to drown. Then I woke up..." there was silence around the table as Manta shuddered, remembering the feeling of waking up and not being able to breathe.
"What about you, Ryu?" Yoh asked, trying to mask the sudden chill sweeping over the shamans and friend.
Ryu put his chopsticks down and sat back dramatically. He crossed his arms and looked up at the ceiling.
"I was walking through a meadow of the most beautiful flowers you've ever seen!" a collection of sweat poured down everyone's faces at this proclamation. "Then I saw something at the end. It was shadowed and stuff; it looked really out of place in the meadow. When I walked toward it, it turned into a roaring fire! Everything in its path was consumed! Luckily, I, in my over egotistical actions just barely managed to scramble out of the way! But, my over-long hair caught fire and then I started to burn! I was twisting and writhing..."
"Is he insane?" Manta asked in a low voice behind his hand. "Does he really expect us to believe that?" Yoh shrugged.
"Hey! Are you guys even listening to me? I'm telling a story over here!" Ryu sat on the floor in a disgruntled manner. "Fine! See if I ever tell you anything of importance ever again!"
Anna sniffed. "I don't think anything coming out of your mouth would ever be worth two seconds of our precious time."
"What was your dream, Miss Anna?" Amidamaru asked respectfully. Her disposition lightened a bit once she knew she was in control again.
"I was sitting with my back to a tree on top of a large hill. It was sunny out, so I thought I might be able to get a tan. When I stretched out, I sunk into the Earth. My body became one with the soil and then I woke up."
"She forgot to mention the part where she fell out of bed..." Yoh added in an undertone to his midget buddy. Manta giggled behind his bowl, then got whapped over the head with Anna's ever present fan.
"Well Ren, what about you?" Yoh asked the Chinese shaman, before the Itako could kill the younger boy. The purple haired boy fell silent, glancing out the window.
It was a few seconds before he answered. "...I don't...really remember..."
"Well, that doesn't help much!" Ryu stated ever-so-obviously from his little corner of the room. It seemed he got over his little insulted pride act.
"Well I'm sorry I can't contribute to this little Pow-wow of yours but I don't remember what my dream was about!" He shouted. "I do know, however, that it had something to do with Ho-"He stopped himself before the name spilt out. Blushing, he leapt to his feet and stormed out of the room.
"What crawled down his pants?" Manta asked, none-too tactfully. Yoh sniggered and cracked a wide grin.
"Horohoro!"
Not too far away, in the Tao house in China, Horohoro lay wide awake as night crept silently upon the land. Dark forepaws extended over the mountains, smothering the forests, and finally hiding the luxurious mansion.
That...dream...
Falling, twisting, breaking...that's really all Horo could remember about his dream. Well, no, that wasn't the whole truth. He remembered Ren. He remembered those cat-like eyes...how they pierced through his very soul...how they entranced him to the point of no return. But...
Tears formed in the corners of his eyes, though he bade them not to spill.
I wanted to take him in my arms and hold him...but...he let me fall. Is that supposed to tell me something? Ren...
"Are you just going to sit there all depressed until your Prince Charming comes and sweeps you off your feet with a single kiss?"
The green-haired Tao Jun walked into the room. Her smile disappeared as soon as she caught the look on the Ainu's face. "Horohoro?"
He kept his face averted, not willing to look into the face of one who reminded so much of Ren. It wasn't like him to be so depressed over one person. This...new feeling was constricting his heart with a wire cage—and it didn't feel good. He wanted to constantly throw-up...he even started to contemplate going back to the North and severing all ties with any Shaman he knew.
"Listen," Jun said softly, sitting next to him on the bed. "Do you really think Ren would've gone back to Tokyo if he hated you?"
"I'm not depressed over that brat!" Horo snapped. "I just- I'm still sick from being outside in the rain." He gave a small, pathetic, extremely fake cough and curled up into a ball on the bed, trying to ignore her previous words, which he found somewhat comforting.
"Well, all I know is when Ren came back he spent the whole time throwing a temper tantrum in his room until he decided to go back," she laughed softly. "And my guess would be that he went back to see you." She walked out of the room quietly, and, for the first time in the past couple of days, fell asleep peacefully.
"Horohoro..."
The blue-haired Ainu turned quickly, only to come face-to-face with an ice- wall. His reflection looked back at him: a gaunt, rigid face with blank black eyes stared back at him. His usually spiky hair now hung in limp clumps around his shoulders, framing his tired, sharp features even more than usual.
"Horohoro..."
"Who's out there?" he yelled. The voice echoed in his head like a dull river that could only whisper.
Something caressed his shoulders and chest...something that did so with the practiced air of a familiar lover. It felt so cool...he felt as if he could just melt away and forget everything...
"Horohoro..."
Ice cracked beneath his feet, threatening to throw him over the edge into darkness once more. He did nothing to move himself from the cold embrace...
"Awaken, Ice Warrior..."
(Angry) Author's Notes: The only thing that makes writing this story painful is the fact that there are so many fucking homophobic flamers out there! To Flmethrower: Sorry, hon. I've been to Hell and back, had lunch with the devil and ate his bird. Kindly not review this story again. Everything is CLEARLY fucking stated in the disclaimers. If you don't like it...you can go somewhere else. Get to know your sexuality better, dude. Only out of respect for the reviewers do I keep your flame up. To ALL OTHER FLAMERS: Stay away from this story! Everything yaoi on this site is a work of art, just like hetero! If you don't like it, find somewhere else to direct your anger! Please leave a review nn;;
Story Title: Demon's Eye by Deep Purple Chapter Title: Keep 'em Separated by Offspring