Resurfacing by Strawberry'd

Chapter Ten: The Second Engagement


Yoh trembled. This was the moment. He was going to do it. Finally, ask Anna to marry him. The taxi halted in front of an apartment building. He jumped out, his breath quick.

He ran up the flights of stairs, not wanting to bother with elevators. His feet were nimble and he soon reached her apartment.

This is her home, he thought. And I wasn't apart of it.

He bit his lip. Maybe this wasn't the best plan. Maybe he was being a little too… hasty?

No. He shook all negative thoughts away. This was the best plan. He wasn't being too hasty. Nothing would keep Yoh from his Anna any longer.

He knew that she wasn't there. Taking a train was the less expensive, but slower route.

Yoh lifted up the mat, and sure enough, there was an extra key.

He walked in and breathed in her familiar scent. Vanilla and mint.

He turned on a light, sat down, and waited.


Anna walked into her home. Softly, she shut the door behind her and turned around.

Did I keep that light on all this time? She thought.

A creak, a step. Anna whirled.

"Yoh?" she called out quietly, shocked.

"Anna…" he stepped out from the shadows and walked to her.

She stepped back. "What are you doing here? How did you get here so fast?"

He grinned and Anna's breath caught in her throat. "I took a cab. You went on the train. That's slower." He took another step closer, and again Anna stepped back.

"But… you haven't answered my question. What are you doing here?" Anna tried to hide her surprise and nervousness. She desperately needed her calm, cool manner.

"Anna, I lost you once, I'm not making that mistake again." He smiled at her, eyes bright.

She let out a shaky breath. "W-what do you mean?"

Yoh grinned again. And knelt down on one knee.

"Oh, my god…" Anna breathed.

"Anna, will you marry me?" he asked her in a tone barely above a whisper.

Her mouth turned into an 'o'. She remained silent.

Yoh looked slightly crestfallen. "A-Anna? W-will you marry me?" he asked again, scarcely believing.

No answer.

He was determined not to give up.

"Anna," Yoh looked up at her, his eyes shining with love and hope. "Anna, will you please honor me in helping you become Mrs. Asakura Anna?"

"I'm so sorry, Yoh…" Anna said in a shaky murmur.

"A-Anna…" Yoh blinked once, twice, a third time. He pursed his lips tightly. "Of course, why would I have expected anything different? I'm such a baka."

He started to get up.

"I'm sorry Yoh," she repeated again and the smiled at him. A smile so dazzling it stopped him in his tracks. "You're going to have to give me the honor of becoming Mrs. Asakura Anna." With every word, she paused a little, emphasizing the importance.

Now it was Yoh's turn to become speechless. Then, he grinned widely.

"I love you Anna," he said, pulling her towards him, embracing her in a tight hug.

"I love you too, Yoh." She said with a sigh.

"You had me scared." He told her, burying his face in her hair.

She just smiled. "And Yoh?"

"Yes?"

"You are a baka."

He smiled. "As long I'm married to you, it doesn't matter what I am."

The two stayed in silence for a little bit.

"So, this is our second engagement, isn't it?" Yoh asked, smiling.

"I suppose so."

"But this engagement won't be spent training." Yoh grinned. "This one is strictly focused on getting to know each other better." He tenderly brushed back a stray lock of hair that fell into his newly made fiancée's eyes.

She leaned her head on his shoulder. "Well, maybe a little training…" she murmured. "You've gotten lazy."

Yoh hugged Anna tightly. "You haven't changed a bit, Anna."

She smiled. "Why would I want to?"


Tamao smiled. Sometimes, being a prophetess had its bad moments. Predicting death, for one. But along with all other jobs, it had its good points.

Sometimes, Tamao dreaded her predictions, for she could not control them. They could predict future demise, sorrow, gloom. But they could also bring happiness, and delight.

Even more when those kinds of predictions come true.

Tamao may not like her job all the time, but she wouldn't give it up for anything in the world. It was the moments like these, that she lived for.


"NO!" Pirika yelled. "That doesn't go there! That goes there, and that goes there!"

"WHAT THE HELL!" Ren yelled. "What goes there? And what in the world goes there?"

Pirika closed her eyes for a minute. She took a deep breath and repeated herself. "That goes there," she pointed. "And that goes there."

Of course Pirika was sitting upon a table, (the altar to be more specific) and watching (dictating) Ren put things places.

He clenched his fist. "This goes there? And this goes… where?"

HoroHoro laughed.

Ren threw him a dirty look. "So this goes here?" he asked Pirika.

"No! That goes there!"

"But I thought that that went there!"

"No! How many times do I have to tell you! That! See that! That goes there! And that goes over there!"

"I swear you said that that went there and that went there…"

HoroHoro stopped laughing. He was confused.

"So that goes there… and that… goes there?" he said.

"YES!" Pirika smiled triumphantly. "See! Onii-chan got it! Why can't you?" she mocked.

He glared.

And then threw a book at HoroHoro.

He ducked, managing not to get hit. Barely.

Ren walked up to where Pirika was sitting and glared at her. She smiled sweetly. He then picked her up ("Put me down!") and dropped her where he had once been standing.

"Put that there. And that there." He said, smirking.

"And if I don't want to?" She asked with a playful frown.

Yoh walked in. His jaw dropped. "You guys! The wedding is starting in 3 hours! This is ALL you got done?" he yelled, pointing to the various garlands of flowers and streamers.

"Only three hours!" Pirika yelled. "I gotta go!"

"Probably to curl her hair." Ren muttered, and gained himself a smack on the head. "I love you too honey!" he called after her, with a slight smile on his face.

He turned back to Yoh and HoroHoro, who had grins on their faces. Ren scowled. "What are you looking at?"

He started to walk away but turned to Yoh. "Hey man, aren't you getting married in a couple hours?" he smirked and turned.


End of Chapter Ten