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Chapter 2
Ice Princess
The girl with the lavender eyes locked her piercing gaze on Manta, lip curled in disgust. Probably because Manta had been screaming nonstop for about 30 seconds. "Oh, be quiet," she said irritably in such a commanding tone that Manta immediately shut up. Then she turned to Yoh. "Asakura..."
"Shiori!" said Yoh, grinning. "How long has it been?"
"Since Great-Aunt Kino's New Year's party. And not long enough." She turned to Anna. "Anna."
"Shiori," said Anna in an equally cool tone, but they nodded at each other. Yoh held up that miniature tombstone thingy (there's a proper name for it, but memory fails). "There's someone I want you to meet, Shiori. Come on out, Amidamaru." Amidamaru materialized beside his partner. "Shiori, this is my guardian ghost Amidamaru. Amidamaru, this is my cousin Shiori Osaka."
Amidamaru bowed. "It is a honor to meet such a close relative of Lord Yoh, Lady Shiori."
Shiori's expression didn't change. "We're second cousins. And if it weren't for my present circumstances, I wouldn't admit that fact at all." Then she turned her head to look at Manta. "And who is this little rat?" She landed on the grass and bent to stare him in the face. Manta had to keep from whimpering. She looked up at Yoh. "He has a miniscule amount of sixth sense, hardly worth my mentioning. He's no shaman. What is he doing here?"
Manta started backing away. "Uh, I-I could go if you want, Miss Shiori, ma'am..."
Yoh laughed. "Aw, don't mind her, Manta!" To Shiori, he said, "Manta here is my best friend." "Manta spends a lot of time at the house, so you'll be seeing a lot more of him, whether you like it or not, Shiori," said Anna.
Shiori snorted. "Whatever. Since I will be a guest in your home, I suppose I have no say in what things you let in it. But Whiny better not disrupt my training."
"Training?" said Manta.
"I'll explain at the house," said Yoh. "Shiori's probably tired from the trip."
Shiori smirked. "So you do use your brain sometimes, Asakura."
At the Asakura hotel-turned-homestead, Manta talked with Yoh and Anna while Shiori slept. "How the heck did someone so angry get to be related to you, Yoh? Anna was right. You guys are nothing alike...although I did see some family resemblance."
"Shiori wasn't always that way," said Anna. "When we were little, she used to be sickeningly perky. She was even worse than Yoh. And when the two of them got together..." "Yup, those were the days..." said Yoh, grinning. "We used to call ourselves the Sunshine Kids."
"You're kidding!" said Manta. "Shiori was perky?"
"Oh, very," said a voice. A pretty ghost was in front of them, dressed in feudal Chinese robes. She smiled sunnily.
Manta nearly fell off his pillow. "Don't sneak up on people like that! Who are you?!"
The ghost blushed and hid her face behind a sleeve. "Forgive me. You must be Manta. We haven't met officially. I am Shu Lin, Shiori's guardian ghost." She straightened and smiled at Yoh and Anna. "Yoh, Anna, it is always a pleasure to see familiar faces."
"Good to see you too, Lin," said Yoh. "Have you met Amidamaru?"
Lin nodded. "Yes. He seems to be a rather noble soul, and we both lived in the same time period, although in different countries, so we had quite a lot to talk about."
"Back up!" said Manta. "You're Shiori's guardian ghost? No offense, but I was expecting an Amazon warrior or a serial killer or something."
Lin smiled, but her eyes glinted dangerously. "I'm tougher than I look, Manta," she said simply. "Now, you were asking about Shiori's training, yes?"
"Yeah," said Manta. "Yoh said something about some specialized training."
"That's right," said Yaolin. "You see, Shiori is training to be a specialized sort of shaman called a yuta."
"A what?" "A yuta, Manta," said Anna. "A shaman who deals more in spiritual powers than in ghosts themselves. Their most famous power is the art of healing."
Lin looked sheepish. "Yes, and I feel that fact is the only reason Shiori has come to you and Yoh for help, Anna. It appears Shiori has mastered every other aspect of the yuta craft...but when it comes to healing, well...she can't even mend a butterfly's wing." She blushed. "But please don't tell her I told you that. She has a bit of a temper..."
"A bit...?" said Manta, picturing Shiori with demonic slits for eyes, screaming her head off and blowing up everything in her path. He laughed nervously. He had a feeling it was going to be a long two weeks...
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