Dead Man's Party

Chapter 8

The More The Merrier

Anna was busy at the stove, tending to her carefully prepared soup. She figured Faust would be hungry after a long morning of hacking away at firewood. She didn't mind preparing the meal. It gave her a chance to master her cooking skills, something she would need in the future when she became Yoh's wife. ...to hell with that, Yoh's gonna cook for me... she thought, smirking a bit, knew his chef skills weren't the best, but would do. Besides, she'd cook every now and then...when she wanted to that is. Other then that,... ....there's always Shorty and Ryo... she thought, nodding a bit. Ryo was superb, could definety become a master chef, and Morty wasn't too far behind. However, no one could compare to her cooking skills.

She turned the soup a bit, using her spoon to get and sample some. ...delicious... she thought, returning the spoon to the boiling pot. It wasn't quite done yet, needed to simmer a bit more. Besides, it wasn't like Faust was starving. Last she saw, he was happily hacking at the wood, lookin mighty fine... not that she was checking him out or anything. She was just making sure it was the wood he was chopping up and not her friends. Unfortionutly, she couldn't see him from the kitchen window, as he was strategically placed on the other side of the house. She didn't care too much though, as long as the firewood got chopped, she was happy, however...

He had been very quiet since then, not even a peep, until now. She could have sworn there was a shuffle happening outside on the porch, but wasn't about to abandon her precious soup, after all, she had worked on it all morning. She figured it was just Conchy and Ponchy, rolling around, being idiots as usual. They tended to do that often. However, nothing prepared her for what happend next...

She countinued to tend to her soup, when she heard the door opening slowly, it creeking errily. She stopped a bit, raising her head slightly. She felt one hell of a negative force all of the sudden. ...nerves... she thought, sure her paranoia was just clicking in. She moved her wrist again, continuing to stir her soup. She heard heavy footsteps on the floor, knew it was Faust, that he had just stepped into the doorway. She figured he was hungry, but knew her soup needed more time to cook. "It's not ready yet, so just take a seat." she said softly, tapping the large laddel against the side of the pot, covering it so it could simmer a bit longer.

Anna blinked a bit when she didn't hear Faust VIII make his way to the table. She frowned some, looking to where he was. He stood tall, his head bowed foward, his hair hiding his eyes. She raised her eyebrow a bit, wasn't sure what he was doing...and felt quite worried at the sight of a large axe in his grasp. She blinked some, looking to him once more, narrowing her eyes slightly. "You can leave the axe outside, no one's going to take it." she said, turning her attention to the dishes in the sink.

Anna proceeded to wash the dishes, feeling more and more uneasy as Faust continued to stand there. What the hell was his problem? She told him to go wait at the damn table, it wasn't a hard request or demand, and yet, he seemed to enjoy standing in the doorway as if he were the door. She was getting annoyed, felt herself starting to sweat some. ...something's wrong... she thought, knew something was. She set the dishes in the sink, taking one and drying it with the dish rag. She then faced the necromancer, tilting her head some. Why was he stairing at the floor? She followed his gaze, not seeing anything of real interest down below.

She set the dish on the island, taking another and proceeding to dry it. "Why are you just standing there?" she asked, looking to him. "I told you to go sit down." she finished, Faust unwavering, the only sign of movement was the wind blowing his hair. She glaired, getting ticked off. "I'm talking to you." she said, reaching for another dish, drying it slowly, expecting an answer.

Faust slowly lifted his head, looking into her eyes, his own black, pale and glassy, as if... ....as if he were being controled... thought Anna, her hands instantly ceasing. She blinked, watching as he took a few more steps to her. She stepped back, growling low. "Don't come any closer..." she warned, knew she coulnd't really do much, but wasn't about to get sliced and diced in her own kitchen.

The two staired at each other for sometime, Faust's empty gaze focused on her own, angered one. A low laugh from behind made Anna almost faint. "Hao.." she said, stepping back. Hao smirked, stepping from behind Faust VIII. Anna dropped the dish, shattering it. He smiled to her, bowing some. "So good to see you again my princess..." he began, smiling devilishly. "Miss me?" he asked cooly. Anna glaired, feeling a wave of panic wash over her. ...not again... she thought, reliving vivid flashbacks when Hao had kidnapped her long ago. She narrowed her eyes more, placing her hands on her hips. "You made me break a good dish..." she said, Hao blinking, shocked some. Wasn't she afraid? He knew she was, but at the moment, she only seemed to becoming off as pissed.

Hao smirked, shrugging some. "Put it on my tab..." he said. Anna scanned the area with her mind, knew a nice butcher knife was resting not to far to her left on the counter. Hao eyed her up a bit, Anna blushing. She hated when he did that, eyed her up like she was a toy or peice of candy. She shuddered at the thought of ever being his love slave. She'd truly kill herself. Hao smirked, watching her contently, Faust swaying around some behind him. Anna raised her chin some. "What did you do to him?" she asked, motioning to Faust VIII. Hao blinked, stretching a bit. "Nothing really..." he said. Anna glaired, knew she had seen the look in Faust eyes in Yoh's that time. Hao smirked, catching onto her idea. "No love, it's not poison, or even magic for that matter." he began, stepping to the stove.

Anna watched, not sure what he ment. Hao raised the lid on the pot, sniffing it's contents and was in true ectasy. "Mmm, Anna, you're cooking never ceases to amaze me..." he said, Anna giving him her all-too infamous expressionless look. Hao covered the pot again, facing her. Anna continued to staire, wasn't sure what to do. She knew Pillica and Tamora were out back, but hell, what could they do? They weren't even GOOD shamans, not to mention Pillica didn't even have a spirit. To top it off, their furioku was low as hell, even if they combined it together. ...useless... she thought, knew there was no point now in calling them.

Hao smirked, making his way to Anna. Anna stepped back, glancing around for a weapon, something, anything to beat him with. Hao laughed as she lunged for the knife stuck in the cutting board. "Tsk tsk tsk..." he said softly, holding Anna's wrists. She glaired up at him. He smirked, pulling her foward, Anna thrashing a bit as he did. He pinned her back to the wall, pressing his body against her. She blushed deeply, knew he was turned on by the rather large mass between his legs, that pressed hard against her. He winked at her playfully, didn't care if she knew he was turned on or not. He moaned in her ear playfully, slowly licking her neck. Anna yelled out, despritly trying to head-butt him. Hao only laughed drawing back. "Mm, you're so cute Anna." he said, Anna glairing at him. "You make me and my 'friend' happy..." he said, laughing softly in her ear, Anna blushing brightly. ....pervert... she thought, wishing more then ever Yoh were here.

"What's wrong Anna?" asked Pillica, entering the kitchen, Tamora following close behind. The two froze when they saw Hao in front of Anna, who was pinned to a wall. Anna blushed even deeper, both knew it was unwanted physical contacted. "Hao..." said Pillica, Tamora cowering a bit, flashbacks from her fight with him that one time rushing back to her. Hao smirked, holding Anna to him, so that her back was against his chest, one arm around her waist the other under her neck. "Run!" yelled Anna, Tamora and Pillica blinking. "But Anna..." said Tamora, Anna glairing. "Damn it! Go!" she shouted. "Get Yoh!" she cried. The two blinked, not wanting to leave her, but knew what she said was true. They needed Yoh. Without hesitation, Pillica started towards the door--

And stopped, Faust blocking it now. "Faust!" she shouted, stepping back some. Hao smirked, Faust mimicking him perfectly. "Sorry, Faust itsn't home right now, please leave a message..." said Hao, laughing. The two girls blinked, confused, and screamed as Faust VIII went for them, bringing the axe down quickly, slicing the floor some. "Pillica!" cried Tamora, quickly helping her friend to her feet. The two looked to Faust, noted his empty gaze. They glanced to Anna who seemed to be despritly attemtping to get out of Hao's grasp. Hao chuckled a bit, watching the girls, became intoxicated with their panic striken faces.

"Enough..." said Hao smiling to them all now. "You've been invited to my party..." he bagan, Pillica and Tamora exchanging glances, not sure what he was talking about, but sure they didn't want to find out. Hao smirked, snapping his fingers, the girls blinking, and were in shock when two powerful blows hit them from behind. Pillica fell first, going down like a sack of bricks. Tamora however was a bit more reluctant, tried to stay awake but was unable to overcome the darkness that seemed to be nawing at her mind, telling her to sleep.

Anna watched in horror as Faust struck her friends, the two falling helplessly to the floor. Hao smirked, keeping his grip around Anna, knew he'd have to knock her out too, that or deal with a massive hissy fit. He didn't want that, not at all. ...besides... he thought. ...I have a party to plan... He smirked, making Anna face him now. She blinked, her eyes wild, filled with fear and anger. She looked so incredibly hot, he couldn't help but do what came natural to him. He took her in his arms, kissing her passionutly, sliding his tongue deep into her mouth and down her throat. Anna moaned, not in passion but in fury, her face beet red now. Hao didn't care if she pushed at him, or cursed him mentally. He had her, had been able to kiss her more then once, and that to him at least, made him victorious...in a way.

He wished he could have stayed and held her a bit more, could have kissed her more passionutly, drove his tongue deeper down her throat, but, alas, his party would be starting soon and he needed his guest to be there on time, especially if he wanted everything to work out accordingly. Without further hesitation, he struck her, Anna falling against him once more. He smirked, stroking her hair some, then tossed her over his shoulder, truly enjoying the view. "Mm, you have such a cute little ass Anna..." he said, smirking, wished she could have heard him. He then turned, looking to Faust who seemed to be in his own little world, swaying about.

Hao blinked a bit, wasn't sure what was going on in that strange, now empty mind of his new toy, however, became sidetracked when Tamora's two spirits entered the room. "Tammy!" they cried and growled at Hao. Hao smirked, knew they couldn't do crap since their shaman was unconcious. "We'll teach you to mess with our Tammy!" cried Ponchy, charging him. Hao rolled his eyes, rasing his left hand to them. He emitted a strong blast from it, sending the two spirirts flying. "Aaaa!" they yalled as they collided with the wall. Hao smirked, hovering over them now. The two coward in fear, Hao only narrow his eyes. "Idiots, did you really think you could stop me?" he asked, the two growling some. Hao then turned, the two spirits noting Anna was tossed over his shoulder.

Hao turned to them quickly. "Boo!" he said, the two yelled in horror, clinging to one another. Hao laughed, entertained by thier cowardice. "Fools..." he said softly, smiling. He then motioned to Faust VIII, who acted without hesitation, picking the two unconcious girls up, tossing them over each of his shoulders. Ponchy and Conchy watched, went bug eyed and opened jawed as they watched their so-called new friend aid Hao. "Faust! What are you doing!?" shouted Conchy, Hao only smirking. "Like I told the ladies, Faust isn't home right now.." he said, his back to them.

The two watched as Hao headed to the door, Faust following close behind. Hao stopped, smirking some. "Oh..." he began, turning to the two spirits. "I'm throwing a little party in the cemetary..." he said, the two blinking a bit. "I do wish for you to attend..." he began, a cruel smirk playing on his lips. "Do invite the others as well..." he said, stepping out the door with Faust VIII, the two spirits watching in shock. "Cause you know how a party is..." said Hao, smirking, as he shouted back to the two before exiting through the gate. "The more the merrier..."

(GASP Chapter 8! woot, not sure how many chapters this story will be, probably...12, maybe 13 who knows, lol x.x anyhoo, i hpe you all are enjoying this story, it hink this chapter was quite entertaining. Please continue to read and review and enjoy this chapter and the next! -Melis)