A/N: HIIIIII!!! Me again!! So, I don't own Shaman King, but I DO own Shinzo (the ickle adorable boy in this fic) and if any of you steal him without permission I shall personally KILL YOU!! gets out chain saw BUWAAHAHAHAAAAA!!! goes all nice and kind again R&R PPL 

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Never-Ending Sadness

Chapter 4

Runaway Shaman

I had only been awake a couple of hours and I was already walking about the house, being a shaman enabled me to be a fast healer so it didn't take much effort to move.

I had gotten used to being around Yoh and Anna when I knew I shouldn't trust them, but they were so easy to trust, having to trust them was like having to trust yourself, it was just so easy to do.

At the moment Yoh was like an older brother to me, and Anna was like a mother nagging at everyone, it was like a family, and Tray? He was like the youngest who always got into trouble, since he left, me and Yoh still hadn't talked much, and me and Anna hardly seemed to talk at all, it was like neither knew the other existed.

I spoke to Amidamaru sometimes, but only briefly, usually he would ask me what I was thinking when I was caught gazing into the sky. I never really told him of course, but said enough to keep him off my back for a while. I was forced to stay in bed most of the time by some kid named Morty, I was still cautious of them all but once I had gotten to know them they were kind of ok.

I sat on the bed, thinking about the night that lay ahead, the night I would once again run from what could be a permanent home.

It was teatime and they had called me from the bedroom and into the living room to eat, I ate in silence.

"So Shinzo, you like it here?" Asked Yoh, trying to make a conversation.

"Its alright, best place I've seen in a while."

"Oh, and how's that?" Asked Anna, interested in the conversation.

"I don't really stay in one place to long." I murmured, "Can we change the subject? So your names Morty, right?" I looked towards the short lad opposite me.

"Yeah me 'n' Yoh are best buds, right Yoh?"

"Right," Yoh replied happily.

"Must be nice to have close friends huh?" I hadn't a clue why I said that, but recently I didn't know a lot of things.

"Yeah its great!" Laughed Yoh, then he somehow figured out why I must of asked, "you mean you've never had any best friends?"

"Never had any friends actually," then realising what I said put my hand to my mouth and quickly murmured, "Thanks for the dinner I'm going to bed." I ran into the room and sat on the bed, even though the door was shut, I could still hear the conversation between those downstairs.

I could just about make out who was talking.

"Finished already? But he hasn't touched his tea!" Said Yoh,

"He doesn't need a place to crash.. he needs a home." Came Anna's voice.

"Yeah and he's only young, don't think he's got a family either." Said Morty sadly.

"What makes you say that?" Asked Yoh concerned.

"Well look at the state he was in when you found him, if he was my kid I would never let him get hurt that bad!" Morty raised his voice, then quietened down, "Besides, when you ask him about himself or his background he doesn't seem to want to talk about it, my guess is he's either ran away or is an orphan."

I knew it was time to go, it was a little earlier than expected, but they were getting to close to the truth.

I lifted the window door, it opened with a thud.

A gust of wind carried rainwater into the room and onto my face; it felt refreshing after being cooped up for a bit.

Outside the rain slowly drizzled, its cold pinpricks felt as if they were needles, the wind was strong as usual but I knew I could manage, besides, it wasn't the first time I'd been out in the start of a storm and I knew it wouldn't be the last.

Half way up the path I turnt and looked back on the cosy little home, regret poked at my heart but I pushed it back, it was unusual for me to get so involved with people in such a short time, I'd been on my own most of my life and knew it should stay that way for the safety of myself and those around me.

I carried on walking, with a full stomach and Noyble at my side I knew I could survive, but the storm seemed to get worse and worse, it was as if the elements themselves were telling me to go back into the safety and warmth of the house.

I held up my hands to shield my face from the wind, my eyes stung from the pieces of dirt and mud that flew into them, blinding me for seconds at a time.

It seemed like an eternity to get to the end of the street, I took a left turn and headed towards a park. It had a set of swings and plenty of trees to sleep in, also a supply of water in a pond nearby.

I chose the tree with the most leaves and a nice thick branch to support me, then started to climb. The branch was a fair distance up and provided little shelter, but it was better than the last place I crashed, who knew sleeping under some ones porch steps could be so tough on the back?

The bark was thick and lumpy but at least it was secure. I leant on the stump and closed my eyes; I felt myself drifting into sleep and was just about to fall into a light slumber when I heard footsteps from below.

I opened my eyes and looked down. Yoh stood on the ground panting, he's been running, I thought. Without a sound I stood up on the branch and backed off into the shadows of the leaves.

How did he find me? I waited for the right moment to run, maybe he'll go past, maybe he's not looking for me.. then why is he out here in the middle of a storm?

He started to move on and I found that I didn't want him to go, part of me wanted him to find me, but the again, the other half didn't.

The tree swayed violently in the ever-powerful wind, I felt myself being thrown forward and reached out at a skinny branch, but to my horror it snapped, causing Yoh to turn around and me to tumble to the ground.

I landed with a thud and scuttled to my feet, desperately trying to flee from the advancing Yoh.

"Wait! Are you ok?" He asked, but I didn't stop to answer, I ran blindly into the storm, my leg hurt from the fall but I kept on running. The part of me that wanted to be found kept screaming No! What are you doing? What are you running away from? I'll tell you what: A home! The voice seemed to be convincing and I slowed to a halt next to the pond, I could hear his feet thudding on the grass as he ran up to me. Tears were streaming down my face as I sank to the ground landing on my knees.

He didn't try to comfort me – and I was glad he didn't, the last thing I needed was sympathy right now - he just stayed silent and watched, when I was done the storm seemed to have calmed and the rain was just a drizzle.

After a while he thought I had had enough time to calm down and finally spoke,

"So, you want to come back or what?" It took me a minute or two to answer, but in the end the nagging voice won,

"Yes." I replied.

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