Te Artster: in a bored tone I do not own Shaman King, though I wish that…Wait. HAO! glares at the dirty writing he expects to hear
Hao: laughes
Horo: GET ON WITH THE FRIGGIN STORY! o
0o; Right then
Saturday, what a relief. I got up and stretched. My questions and the day before's memories came flooding back to me. The questions, the non-existent answers, Horo and Ren…Horo and Ren! My eyes flew open. I looked over at my clock. 4:30 AM showed up bright red against the black of the early morning. I crept out of my room. The only light came from underneath Anna's door. She was probably working on homework. I looked towards Ren's room, nothing. I silently tiptoed towards the door. It was ajar and you could see the bed. I snuck a look. 2 lumps. 1 bigger than the other.
Oh no. No…Wait, Ren and Horo? Ew…
I backed away from the door, disgusted. I turned around and silently ran back to my room. I fell on my bed, the thought still in my mind.
I thought they were both strait. Unless they are bi or some dumb thing like that…
shudder "Eww…" I got up and started to get dressed. I paused as I was putting my shirt on. "Ewwwwwwwww!"
"yawn Ewwwwwwww what?" Hao was right behind me. He was up. No! I was changing. That pervert! ;
"GO AWAY!" Tears formed at my eyes. Hao. Eww…That was worse than my thought about Ren and Horo Horo. He smirked. "Why, should I do that, Verisa?" I blinked, he used my name. But that wasn't the point! There he was, just, acting, Hao dumb shit head, and I couldn't put my shirt on…Meep. 0o;
I heard his feet move towards me, then his hands on my shoulders. I shuddered. If I turned around to slap him, he would see me. Oh gawd. I shuddered when I felt his face next to my ear. I tried my best to pull my hair to my front, but did not succeed. His voice, so calm cool and velvety, sent shivers down my spine. "The mirror is right in front of you. Any one could have seen you if they had been up. Luckily enough, I was the first one."
I froze. Damn. I looked in front of me. Yup, there was the mirror. Ack. 0o; I could see him watching me. Well, if he had seen, then….turns around sharply, slaps Hao
"DANM IT HAO! YOU ARE A FUCKING PERVERT!" I quickly put my shirt on and raced out of the room, grabbing my hair scrunchie before I left. My outburst had everybody up. Anna was glaring at me; Yoh, Ren, Horo, and the rest of the gang were staring out of their doors at me. Hao grabbed me before I could move and dragged me back into my room. 0o; He shut the door and locked it. He quickly turned and looked at me. I was standing there, shaking, unsure of what he just did. I heard footsteps outside the door. Jason's voice sounded nervous. "What's going on?" "Nothing!" Hao snapped through the door. He looked at me, then did the unexpected. He sat down on the bed and began to cry.
I stood there awkwardly, not sure of what to do. His shoulders moved up and down every so once in a while. "I never should have killed her…" I looked at him. Silent tears. Great. Who couldn't hate him then? I sat down and tried to comfort him. "Who?"
More tears was all I got. I shrugged. If he wanted to be that way, fine. I didn't give a shit anyway. I got up to get out of the room when his voice made me stop. "Verisna. I should never have murdered her. She was beautiful. Amazing, everything I ever wanted." I stopped. Verisna. That was my 5 times great grandmother or something like that. I was named after her. Verisna, Verisa? Ya know. I turned around and faced him. So, the reason my family hated Hao so much was because he killed my ancestor. I trembled, the numb of cold going all over me. The door was knocked upon.
"Hello? Hell…OW!"
"Verisa, get out here right now and explain yourself!" Anna's voice was cold. I stood there watching Hao. Then, I knew what I must do. I walked over to the door and opened it just so they could see my face. Everybody was there, except for Pilica and Jun…It was kind of awing. I took a deep breath and said in a cold voice, "No. Not right now. I have matters to attend to that don't involve anyone except the Ventaru and Asakura families." I looked at Yoh as I said this. He looked shocked. "I need to find some answers. So go away…Now please?"
….Nobody moved. Crap. I slammed the door in their faces. After I shut the door, I heard murmuring. Good, let them talk, I didn't care. I stared at Hao, whose tears had stopped. I walked over to him and sat down in front of him.
"Why, why did you kill her? Why did you create this giant rift between the Asakuras and the Ventarus?" I stared at him coldly. I waited as he gathered up thoughts or reasons or something. He looked at the floor.
"It was after I decided that humans were not to live on this planet with shamans, Verisna confronted me, telling me I shouldn't do it. Telling me my idea was foolish. I wouldn't listen. She continued hammering me about it. I couldn't take it. I got so enraged at her that I..I…" His voice broke off and he hung his head.
0o; Oh dear. That, that was different than what my family said. Anyway. There was one of my questions answered. I wanted more.
"And my parents? Why did you attack them? They did nothing to you. And yet…" I stared at him, trying to hold back the sorrow of the memory of my parents. He snapped his head around and looked at me. "I was defending myself. Your mother threw a lamp at me and your father tried attacking me from behind."
"And they were right to do so…You have killed hundreds of people!" I glared at him. He merely hung his head. "But I didn't kill your parents. Lysurg did." I closed my eyes as I sighed. True. But, Lysurg's punishment would come in time. Hao lifted up his head. "Want to interrogate me more?" His voice was raspy and such. Like a weak person. It threw me off guard and I looked away from him. "No. No, I don't think so. I need to think about some things." I looked at him. "Alone." He sighed and got out of my room. I went over, locked the door, then slowly slid to the ground. Lysurg. He was the reason I had to live with dumb un-shaman humans that tried to help me and only made my life a living hell. I got up and curled up on my bed. This was too much. Surely if I slept on it, something good would come of it.
I woke up later, fully awake. I looked at my clock. Its red numbers read 2:14 PM. I sighed and flipped away from it. Sometime during my nap, someone had come in and put some food on my desk. Sure it was cold, but that was because it was 2 hours since they had put it in my room. I looked at it, then looked at my ceiling. I really wasn't hungry. I was too busy thinking. What wacky thing would happen next?