Disclaimer: I do not own Shaman King.
Seating Arrangement of Class:
Miss Tao Jun's Desk
Chocolove Fangirl No.1 Jeanne Ren Macchi
Hao Anna Yoh Pilika Mari
Horo Horo Fangirl No.2 Lyserg Fangirl No.3 Fangirl No.4
Run for the Class President!
By Joyce
Chapter 11 Unexpected Voting Day"Class! Settle down!" said Miss Tao loudly in Room D12 of Friday morning, the morning of the voting day.
Since every student knew what would happen if they made Miss Tao angry, they quickly settled down in 30 seconds. Miss Tao smiled a satisfied smile at her authority over her students.
"As you all know, today we will vote for our class presidents!" she paused for a moment and then continued, "but before that, I have an announcement to make. Ren is resigning from being a candidate for the class president for...ahem...personal reasons that I do not want to mention in case he becomes embarrassed-"
"I am NOT embarrassed!" shouted Ren, suddenly standing up.
Miss Tao raised her eyebrow at her brother.
"Reeaally? Then would you like to tell the class why you are resigning?" asked Miss Tao innocently.
Ren turned pale. Pilika, who was sitting behind him, also turned pale.
I cannot, CANNOT, let him announce to the whole class that we're getting officially ENGAGED this Sunday!, thought Pilika desperately.
Pilika was about to reach over to the front of her to tap and tell Ren not to say anything...but it was too late. It was too bad for her, because he was a prideful person.
"FINE, Jun! You guys WANT an explanation, DO ya? FINE. This is just FINE. I'll tell you why I HAVE to resign! Reason is, I have to get ENGAGED, not by my own will, this Sunday and because of that, I can't prepare for the pep rally coming on Monday. Okay? Get it now? Arghh..." Ren quickly explained with a red face.
Everyone in the class was surprised at this sudden announcement. Pilika had her mouth slightly open at the shock. Even Miss Tao was surprised that her brother dared to do this. Yoh was the one who regained his senses first.
"Okaayyy....Ren...are you fine? Is it true?" Yoh asked in a calm voice.
"Heh, you think I'm kidding?" replied Ren sarcastically.
"Errr...okaaaay...then, who's your...err...fiancé?" asked Yoh again.
"Whatever. It's not your business," said Ren unemotionally.
Ren took out his notebook and pretended to work on something, just to avoid the asking of any more questions. This ended the discussion. So, Miss Tao decided to go on with the class. She smiled evilly over at her little brother.
"Now that we got Ren's PERSONAL business issue cleared up...there's another person that has to resign. It's...Pilika...and her reason is also PERSONAL reason," said Miss Tao casually.
Those of the people who were wondering who Ren was engaged with got their answer when Miss Tao said this. Of course, everyone put two and two together and got the answer.
Of course, REN is engaged with PILIKA, thought Chocolove.
Heh. I knew that. Yoh's grandmother told me, thought Anna.
Wow...cute couple, but I don't think they'll go along very well, thought Macchi.
"Aw, shut up, sis. I don't CARE how many people you tell. I'm NOT going to be embarrassed!" shouted Ren with a red face.
"What are you talking about, Ren?" asked Miss Tao with an "angel" face.
"Argh...nevermind," Ren muttered.
"Heh. Continuing on. Since Pilika has to resign for a PERSONAL reason (this earned a glare from Ren), I would have to ask the 'Sissy Kisses' Group to resign because Pilika is a member of that group. Is that okay?" asked Miss Tao.
Miss Tao looked at the three members of the 'Sissy Kisses' for a reply. She got no reply when she looked at Pilika, who was sitting straight up in her chair, as still as a statue, still enable to accept the fact that she was the Tao heir's fiancé. When Miss Tao turned to Macchi however, she got an answer.
"Well...sure, Miss Tao. I can resign. I have a little date with Hao," she turned left to look at Hao across the room, and he winked back, "on Sunday. So, I can't prepare the school for a pep rally on Monday."
"Well, that's fine, Macchi. How about you, Mari?" asked Miss Tao.
"Fine with Mari. If Pilika and Macchi doesn't want to dress up in pink all day anymore, it's fine with Mari. Mari will resign," replied Mari, ripping the large pink flower off from her head.
"Well, that settles it, class. Let's vote for the class president!" cried Miss Tao excitedly, picking up a marker from her desk, "now, let's write our remaining candidates on the whiteboard so you guys can know who to vote for. Who are our candidate's?"
She got responded by a big, red, scroll of paper with the words "Vote for Yoh, NOW!" shoved into her face by Anna.
"YOH, of course," said Anna super-confidently, "and of course, my fiancé WILL win."
"Hehehehehe...err...I guess..." said Yoh sheepishly when Anna turned around, with eyes demanding him to say something in response.
"Err...okay, Anna please sit down," said Miss Tao, writing "Yoh" on her whiteboard, "anyone else?"
"Well there's Jeanne," Hao drawled, "but, unfortunately, she and Lyserg isn't here right now."
"Really? I just noticed that, you know," said Horo Horo, looking around the room.
Miss Tao sighed and turned around. She had always valued punctuality. She hated people who were late or people who were not there when they were supposed to be there. Ever since she was little, her mother taught her that it was better to be early than be late. She was also taught that it was worse not to be there at all.
"Well, if you're late, I am eliminating you from being a candidate," she said, "I'm very strict about class attendance and punctuality, if you guys didn't know."
"But Miss Tao!" cried Fangirl No. 1, "but then they'll only be one candidate left!"
"Yea, then only Yoh will be left!" added Fangirl No. 2.
"Well, that's my decision, and it won't change. Because of this unexpected situation, Yoh will be the class president," announced Miss Tao firmly, leaving everyone awed.
"So...we don't have to vote?" asked Macchi.
"Yes, we don't have to vote. There is no need for a vote because I have made my decision," replied Miss Tao.
"OMG..." whispered Yoh in awe, "I can't believe I'm the class president..."
Anna snickered.
"Heh, I told you so," she said in her usual, emotionless way.
30 minutes before: With Jeanne & Lyserg & why they were late:
Jeanne was eating her breakfast with Marco at her usual time in the morning, at 6:30 sharp, when she heard a knock on her door. So she put down her fork and started to get up.
"No, that's okay, Jeanne, sit down and finish your breakfast. I'll go see who's there," said Marco, standing up and leaving Jeanne at the breakfast table.
Marco, with his pink apron still on (he was cooking the pancakes for Jeanne), walked briskly to the door and peered through the peephole to see who was here at this hour of the morning. To his surprise, he saw boy with green hair standing there. The person was adjusting his shirt and occasionally touching his hair, as if he was afraid it would become messy. Marco watched for another minute to make sure that this person wasn't a stalker or anything dangerous to his dear Jeanne. Then, Marco saw that the green-haired boy took a breath mint spray out of his pocket. He sprayed it into his mouth and ended up coughing really bad and trying to spit everything out. It didn't work. So, Marco chose this time to open the door.
"Yes?" inquired Marco suspiciously.
The boy tried to recover from his coughing and turned to face Marco.
"Oh...hello...(cough)...umm...I'm Lyserg(cough)," said the boy.
"And?" asked Marco, raising one eyebrow, as if to say that he didn't care who this person was.
"Oh, and I'm here to see Jeanne. Is she here, sir?" asked Lyserg politely, now recovered from his attempt at having minty breath.
"What business have you with her?" demanded Marco sharply.
Lyserg was in lack of an answer. His throat still hurt from the breath mint spray incident.
Argh...so this is what you have to go through to have minty breath?! Serves me right for trying to hard to impress a girl. It doesn't even work, and now I don't even know what to say to this person over here in the pink apron, thought Lyserg hopelessly.
To Lyserg's relief, Jeanne appeared behind Marco and smiled at him.
"Hi, Lyserg. Marco, this is Lyserg. Lyserg, this is Marco. Lyserg, come on it," she said.
"What? Jeanne! I don't even know who this person is! He might be a thief, he might be a stalker, he might be a child abuser like Michael Jackson, and he might- "cried Marco desperately
"No, Marco. Lyserg's my friend from school. I ensure you that he's not one bit dangerous. Right, Lyserg?" said Jeanne, taking Lyserg's hand and leading him inside.
"Err...I guess," replied Lyserg uncertainly, in lack of anything better to say.
"You can have breakfast with us if you want," offered Jeanne kindly, pointing to a dining chair beside her.
"We have run out of pancakes!" cried Marco, wiping his hands on his apron and adjusting his glasses disapprovingly.
"Marco! Please don't be rude to my friend," said Jeanne, looking over to Lyserg with an apologizing face.
"That's okay, Jeanne, I already ate my breakfast. I just came over today because like, I realized it's your voting day and...just for good luck...want to walk together with me to school?" asked Lyserg, smiling uncertainly at Jeanne.
"No way, mister! I am driving Jeanne to school," interrupted Marco, cleaning the plates from the dining table.
"Marco, I want to walk to school with Lyserg. It's just one day, Marco, please," begged Jeanne pleadingly.
"Hm! Fine," replied Marco disapprovingly.
Then, Marco walked over to Lyserg and bent down to Lyserg's face until their noses almost touched.
"If Jeanne comes back home with even ONE teeny scratch, I will GET you boy, I will GET you," hissed Marco into Lyserg's face.
Lyserg staggered backwards.
"Err...well...yea, I'll make sure back safely," said Lyserg, rubbing the back of his head.
"Good. Now here's your school bag, Jeanne, and hurry up, or you will be late for school," said Marco, handing Jeanne her school bag, giving Lyserg another look, and ushering them out the door.
Once they were outside, Jeanne turned to Lyserg.
"Lyserg, I'm sorry for Marco's rudeness. He's always like this to strangers," said Jeanne with a guilty look on her face.
"Hey, that's okay, I understand," replied Lyserg, smiling at her, "besides, I won't get in trouble with him if I bring you back home safely, right?"
Jeanne giggled a little.
"Hehehe...you sure you can do that?" she asked teasingly and started walking.
"Sure, why not?" he replied back in the same manner.
"Promise?"
"Sure..." said Lyserg with a flirty smile on his face.
He gently took her hand and hand-in-hand, they started to walk to school. After about five minutes, the two came to the road. They had to cross it to get to school. Since Jeanne was busily talking to Lyserg, she did not see the black Mercedes Benz coming her way. Fortunately, Lyserg did.
"Jeanne, move out!" shouted Lyserg.
"Wha-?"
BAM! The car had crashed and it had stopped. All the people passing by also crowded around to see what happened. There was a pool of blood on the road. The person in the pool of blood wasn't Jeanne. It was Lyserg. He had pushed her out of the way. The thought that had flashed through Lyserg's mind before the car had crashed into him was, I promised Marco and Jeanne that I would bring Jeanne back home safely!
As soon as Jeanne got up from Lyserg's push, she realized what had happened. Crying, she ran over to the person who had kept her safe from danger...
2 Hours Later
Jeanne was sitting in the waiting room, waiting for Lyserg in the hospital. After the accident, an ambulance had come and picked him up. Jeanne had gotten on the ambulance too, crying and sobbing worriedly the whole way.
It was two hours now that she had been waiting. During this time, she had already consumed three cans of soda from the soda machine because she was nervous. Various thoughts also flashed through her head.
This is my entire fault! What if Lyserg dies? Oh no...I must have hope...but what if he DOES? ...Then I'll never get to tell him what I've always wanted to. And then it will be all my fault! I should have never let him promise something stupid like protecting me! I was just kidding! Maybe me took it too serious...oh no, oh no, oh no...its all my fault!, she thought over and over again.
As she was about to get up to get another can of soda to settle her nerves, the door of the hospital room opened and the doctor came out. Jeanne quickly ran over with an alarmed look on her face.
"Doctor! Is he...okay?" she asked worriedly.
"He's safe, ma'am. He has one broken arm and leg and 3 broken ribs, but otherwise, he's fine. You can go in and see him now, but I would recommend you not to disturb him if he's sleeping," said the doctor, smiling reassuredly at Jeanne.
"Oh, thank you, doctor! Thank you!" cried a very relieved Jeanne, who opened the door to the room where Lyserg was lying.
Jeanne quietly walked to Lyserg's bedside. He was sleeping.
I won't wake him up, because he's sleeping so peacefully, thought Jeanne, smiling at the sleeping form of Lyserg.
She pulled up a chair beside the bedside and sat there, placing her chin on the bed. For a minute or two, she just watched Lyserg's gentle breathing as his chest went up and down. Thinking that Lyserg was unconscious, she started to speak.
"You know, Lyserg, I was so worried that you might die. I cried a lot out there in the waiting room, you know. I was so relieved and happy when the doctor told me you were safe," she paused for a while, then took Lyserg's uninjured hand and gently squeezed it.
"Also...if you had died...," a small tear formed at the corner of her eye, "I...I wouldn't know what to do because...because it would be all my fault...and...and I wouldn't be able to tell you..." here Jeanne put her head on Lyserg's hand, "that...that I liked you," this part, she said in a barely audible voice.
Little did the silver-haired girl know that Lyserg was not asleep. He had just woken up when Jeanne started speaking, but he just didn't open his eyes. And, sure enough, Lyserg had heard the part that Jeanne had said that she liked him. Injured or not, this was enough to make him feel very, very happy. He squeezed Jeanne's hand, which made Jeanne perk her head up super quickly. She had a really red blush on her cheeks.
Oh! No, did Lyserg hear what I just said? Oh, no!!!!! His eyes are open, looking at me! He must have heard! Oh, no..., she thought desperately.
"Ly-Lyserg...you're...awake?" Jeanne asked quietly.
"Yea," he replied with a weak smile on his face.
"D-did you hear what I said?" she asked with a really, really worried look.
"Yes, Jeanne," he simply replied.
That's it? That's all? He heard me confessing to him that I liked him and that's all he could say? Ohhh no..he must not like me. He must be really disgusted and he's injured and I'm adding more worries to the situation that he is in, thought Jeanne, tears starting to form again.
"Jeanne, come here," said Lyserg in a weak voice.
"Huh?" asked Jeanne, confused.
"Come closer, Jeanne," he said.
Jeanne got up from her seat and got closer.
"I like you too," Lyserg whispered into her ear, then leaned up to kiss Jeanne softly on the lips.
Jeanne reddened and backed away, blushing.
"You do?" she asked uncertainly.
"Why, you don't believe me?" was Lyserg's reply, with the same flirty smile on his face, even though he was injured.
Jeanne giggled.
"Hm! Well...let's see...okay, I'll believe you," she said cheerfully.
"Oh, and Jeanne...I'm sorry for making you miss your voting day. I think Miss Tao has you eliminated now," said Lyserg, looking very guilty.
"Aw, that's okay. I would rather see you safe than be a class president," said Jeanne sincerely.
"You sure?" asked Lyserg flirtatiously again.
"Why not?" Jeanne asked back, a smile forming now.
"I need proof...how about, a kiss? Since I gave you one already, you know. Now you owe me," said Lyserg with puppy dog eyes and looking really adorable.
Jeanne blushed and smiled.
"Um...well..." she said shyly.
"Come onn...I'm injured," he continued with the puppy dog eyes, "and I need shome yove (some love)."
"Hehehehe...well, then in that case, okay," said Jeanne giggling.
She bent down and gave Lyserg and gentle, sweet little kiss on his lips.
And that was why they were late.
Joyce: Some fluff, wasn't it? This is really turning into a romance thang, ya no? First, the genre was like, general and humor right? At least what's the last author intended it to be. And now, in my hands, it has turned to be a humor and romance genre..hehehehe..weird, huh? Oh well. Hoped you guys liked it. Sorry for chappie delay. And please, more reviews! I love them. Thanks for all your support and bye! :)