Update on this --- Should've said this long ago. This fanfic was typed way back in 2001/2002 so this is not my actual way of writing today. This means the story is already complete and you won't be in the hands of an "OMGCLIFFHANGER!!1" situation. If you like to read my current works, please do read "A Hundred Cows" or "Unknown Studios" and let me know how much "progress" I've made!
Disclaimer::………Yeah, yeah, I know. I don't own Shaman King. Geez… sighs And some of the inside jokes come from Final Fantasy (aka only the BEST series of video games ever made by Squaresoft!).
Chapter 2 Tamao's Story
"Hopeless."
"Just hopeless."
"I've heard of unconditional love but this is just a fanatic obsession I say. Someday, once she's strong enough, I swear she will battle Anna for Yoh's affection."
"It's just like Tenchi Muyo!"
"Wha?"
"Never mind…"
"Shhh!! She's waking up!"
"Good morning Miss Tamao!!" Ponchi cheered wizzing around the room. Tamao stretched and yawned getting up. She shook her head several times allowing her eyes to get adjusted to the dark atmosphere. Her eyes then set its gaze on the alarm clock.
"Oh no!" she began to panic. "I woke up five minutes late!" she immediately jumped out of bed immediately snapping out of the sleep trance searching through her closet finding clothes to wear for the day. "Why didn't you guys wake me up?" she scolded.
"Naa…..it was more fun watching you dream about your sweet Yoh." Conchi grinned mischievously.
"Noo…..you didn't hear everything. No you didn't! No you didn't! No you didn't!" Tamao insisted throwing a blanket over them covering them up as she quickly changed into her black pants and a white tank top. Rushing towards the mirror, she fumbled with the brush, brushing her hair making sure everything was in place.
"Geez Tamao, you're in such a rush. Besides, you're only late by five minutes," Conchi insisted.
"I know, I know, but you have to be punctual in everything, that's what Kino-sama always said." She opened the door quickly and quietly and rushed down the stairs with Ponchi and Conchi following behind her.
"You forgot to make your bed," Ponchi reminded.
"Oh yeah…..I guess I'll have to do that later. I need to get everything started up. Breakfast first, and then I have to tell Anna what we have to buy, check the fridge for expiration dates..…noo! See? This is what happens when you're late! And practice my daily routine with my Ouija board. GAA!!!" Tamao spazzed out.
"Calm down Tamao. We can help." Conchi smiled. By the time, she finished her ranting, Tamao with her two spirits, Ponchi and Conchi were in the kitchen getting things all set up.
"That's good." Tamao seemed to have almost ignored them completely wrapped up with the schedule she was five minutes behind on. "Now check the fridge first for any dates that has expired today and before." Tamao ordered. She began setting the table warming the kitchen up starting off by looking at the list of what meals to make for breakfast. A list that she had written last night.
"Not good…..Anna-sama and Yoh-sama may not be too happy with this kind of poor punctuality." She picked up the phone calling up the Oyamada residence.
"Hi Manta-sama. Do you want to join us for breakfast?"
"Umm…..sure..…why not? Is it important or anything?" he asked pretty much confused.
"No, but I think dear Yoh would be glad to have you come over for breakfast." She suggested.
"Umm…..no problem," Manta gazed up at his calendar checking the schedule if there was anything he needed to do anything for the morning. "I'll be over at…..let's say..…nine to nine-thirty?" he arranged.
"Alright, thanks. See ya here." Tamao hung up beginning on with her daily chores. Manta stared at the phone for a moment.
"Geez she hangs up fast..…maybe she got up late? Oh well." Manta shrugged going back to sleep.
"AHHH!! NOOO!!!" Yoh who freaked out from the nightmare sat up sweating as if he had been training for hours. He wiped his skin dry from all of the sweat, panting and breathing heavily from the haunting nightmare that forced the young laid-back Shaman to wake up suddenly.
"Master Yoh?" Amidamaru questioned in concern, coming to Yoh's aid. "Did you have a nightmare?" he asked.
"Yeah, you guessed it," Yoh nodded. "And it was weird also." Yoh's eyes widened. "I dreamt that Ryu was going out with Anna."
"Yes…..yes…..that possibly may be a very scary dream." Amidamaru thought hard about it. "I could only imagine that Ryu could not have survived after the first few days with Anna if it had ever occurred to you of her 'training guide to become the Shaman King' is one of her more valuable torturing treatment."
"I know." Yoh thought surprised. "And then my second dream was freakier."
"Oh really?" Amidamaru nodded grimly. "Say it."
"Okay. You won't believe it but..…my brother, Hao Asakura, fell in love with that girl…..Iron Meiden Jeanne, I think that's how they say her name..…and he also brought her flowers and chocolate!"
"GAAA!!! How freaky! They're like..…opposite!" Amidamaru cowered in fear not knowing what to do anymore. "My dear master has been having perverted dreams lately for the past few weeks. What should become of my dear ol' friend?"
"And then there's a third dream!"
"Nooo! I don't want to hear anymore!" Amidamaru flew out of the room terrified. "My virgin ears!" Yoh heard him say something like that and smiled weakly to himself.
"Wait Amidamaru!" Yoh called. He laid back down and sighed laughing to himself. "Asakura Hao doing that? Jeanne's cute, but..…ahh! how freaky," Yoh shudders in petrified fear. "And what would Lyserg's and Marco's reaction have been…..?"
"I don't want to know," Amidamaru peeked from outside of the door.
"Hey, so you are still here!" Yoh smiled.
"Would I abandon you?!" the samurai spirit scolded. "Anyways, changing the subject, the breakfast Miss Tamao is making today smells good as always and Mr. Manta Oyamada is coming over for breakfast." He explained.
"Really? Cool!" Yoh fell backwards and back to sleep again.
"YOH!!"
Moaning in frustration, he pulled the covers over his head to block out the sunlight that had already shone brightly and happily into his room. Amidamaru sighed for a moment, the door was closed blocking out all senses of smell and sound. And then, the samurai ghost sensed a frightening power and hastily flew threw the walls away from Yoh's room, as far as possible. The door swung open slamming against the wall scaring the hell out of the sleeping teen.
"Oh shit, Anna! Why do you make me have to get up so early?!" Yoh screamed throwing off the covers of his blanket. Anna who was holding a pail and a mop, dropped them to the floor and folded her arms with a pissed off look on her face. Yoh could've sworn she blushed for a moment. It wasn't like the cranky itako to blush…..at all.
"Right. You have housework to do today." She reminded.
"Yeah, yeah." Yoh muttered his eyelids beginning to close. His body began to rock back and forth and about to fall backwards against his pillow.
"WAKE UP!" she yelled. Yoh practically jumped to his feet in surprise. Yoh saw her blushing. "A-A-And put some clothes on!" she screamed pointing at him before slamming the door shut. Yoh blinked looking down on himself and quickly covered his hands over swearing to himself.
Tamao, who was in the kitchen, beginning to stress and worry over the five minutes she overslept on dreaming about Asakura Yoh. The soup was a spoon of salt too short when she found that there was no more salt in the cabinets in the kitchen.
"Excuse me Miss Anna, but…..where's dear Yoh?" Tamao asked Anna. Anna blushed for a moment thinking lastly of what she had seen just only minutes ago.
"Please don't mention his name right now." Anna warned. "He's…busy…"
"With who?"
"I didn't mean it that way!" Anna yelled. 'God, I'm having a stressful morning.' She shook her head.
"I'm sorry, Miss Anna." Tamao bowed with a worried look. "I need more salt."
"Can't be that bad now, can it?"
"Well, can you ask dear Yoh to get some groceries? We're already beginning to run out of food again." Tamao mentioned. "The reason is with having to cook for more than three people each and every day." The broiler began to bubble with the wonderful smell of soup in the air.
"Yeah, Manta's coming over, right? Do his parents even know about Manta being over here all the time?" Anna asked.
"I don't know, Miss Anna." Tamao sighed. "But I need more salt." The broiler began to bubble a little bit more. The smell of soup was still hung fresh in the air.
"You go tell Yoh to get it." Anna snapped writing a few lines to her paper. "I have to work on this right now."
"I thought Yoh would be much more of an importance to you, Miss Anna." Tamao thought.
"But it won't help if both of us don't get an education." The itako mumbled rereading the lines she had just written. "Besides, I don't want an uneducated bum as my future husband. It's time the Asakura family started seeing that education is vital for the future Shaman King."
"Yes, I agree. We also need more fruits." Tamao checked some of the fruits. "And some more chicken and vegetables. Agh…" Tamao sighed. "More juice can do. Mr. Ryu drank up most of it."
"Tell Yoh to go buy them." Anna clenched her fists hoping she wouldn't have to use them. "Wait a minute…" she thought she grinned not too pleasantly. "I'll have someone else do the groceries."
"Like who, Miss Anna?"
Anna walked over towards the opposite side of the kitchen as Tamao stared at her and blinked in confusion. Picking up the phone, she looked at the address book and dialed a few numbers. A few rings were heard until someone finally picked it up.
"Oh, moshi moshi." Anna greeted almost too cheerfully that it made Tamao cringe.
"Hi who is this?" a familiar voice came from the other line.
"This is Anna Kyouyama calling from the Asakura residence." Deathly silence was heard on the other side. "Anyways, do you want to come over tonight? Yoh wants to invite you, your friends, family whatever, over for dinner….." Some mumbling was heard as in either total surprise or shock, Tamao sighed in pity for the person Anna may be talking to. Anna walked out of the kitchen wanting to talk more privately.
The broiler began to overflow completely.
"Ahh! No!" Tamao reached over to it trying to raise the lid. Instead the pressure blew the lid off completely with the tin flying across the kitchen.
"Hey wazup?" Yoh walked in greet Tamao.
"Dear Yoh! Watch---" The tin smacked into his face. "---out…" Tamao shut her eyes as Yoh fell to the ground. Tamao covered her mouth with her hands rushing out of the kitchen.
Anna walked back in the room a few minutes later with a pleased look on her face. Her expression immediately changed seeing Yoh completely dazed.
"H-Hey…" he grinned.
"What happened to you?" Anna questioned.
"I'm sorry Miss Anna! It was all my fault. I should have checked on the soup. It's my responsibility, I apologize!" Tamao bowed politely again and again back in the kitchen. "I got a first aid kit." She held out.
"A punch from your brother would have knocked your head off! You better be lucky that it was a lid off some kitchen supply! Do you think I'd want MY future Shaman King to get killed by some freak accident from a tin lid?!?! YOH?!?!"
"I…want…food." Yoh hung his head back on the chair and began to snore.
"Oh God. Please help me get by today." Anna stormed out of the room.
"I can't continue cooking without more salt." Tamao stared back at the broiler which had overflowed. She looked at Yoh and sighed. "Dear Yoh. What do you want for breakfast?" Yoh seemed to have wakened up a little.
"I…want…food."
"I know but what would you like?" Tamao asked.
"I…want…Manta."
"Manta is not food, dear Yoh." Tamao sighed. "This is hopeless. How about some rice I just made? Or maybe some nice hot chocolate could start out the day?" Yoh blinked several times as if he snapped out of his daydreaming. He stared at Tamao for a moment. Tamao stared back in confusion. "What is it?"
"Did you hear what I said?" Yoh asked blushing furiously.
"You mean about you wanting to eat Manta for a breakfast." A picture of a demonic Yoh sitting at the table with a knife and a fork ready to eat Manta who was wrapped up in seaweed (like sushi) on a big plate and Yoh laughing the evil lord laugh, flashed in Tamao's mind. She smiled weakly at her own imagination.
"I…I said I wanted to eat him? Is that what I said?" Yoh asked seeming to be a bit more relaxed.
"Not exactly." She thought over. "You said you wanted Manta. Why? Is there something wrong?"
"Neneneneno. No-nothing's wrong. Heh, heh." He grinned. Tamao blinked with suspicion drifting in the air. "Y-You believe me, right?" he asked.
"Of course…dear Yoh." Tamao hardly agreed trying to hold back from giggling. "May I suspect something is going on between you two?"
"Nothingisgoingon!" Yoh blushed ten shades of red. "Nothing, alright? Nothing. You're cute and all but it's just that you just REALLY need to understand that there is NOTHING going on." He raced out of the kitchen quickly up to his room.
"…Yoh-sama thinks I'm…cute?" Tamao blushed. A smile of joy graced her face. "Am I…cute?" her face turned more shades of crimson. "I'm so glad! Yoh-sama complimented me." She turned around resuming her cooking with more energy than ever. "I'll make the best dishes for Yoh-sama tonight." She thought quickly chopping up some vegetables and rinsing them in the sink.
Yoh tramped his way upstairs passing the mop and the pail. His hand was inches away just as he was about to touch the doorknob to open the door to his room…
"And just where are you going?" Anna asked hearing stomping feet down the hallways.
"Oh crap. Now I'm dead…" he shuddered turning around with a false joyful grin on his face. "Hi Anna! I just left the pail and the mop up here. So I had to go get it." He lied.
"Really." She nodded slightly obviously not believing a single word her future husband had to say.
"Yeah. Really." Yoh nodded eagerly hoping she would let him slip by.
"Do you need glasses? I just brought the mop and the pail downstairs. Didn't you see it on the way up?" she asked.
"N-No. I j-just had t-to---" he stammered pointing his finger in different directions.
"You're doing my chores today for practically lying to your wife." She scolded. Yoh's mouth dropped open.
"B-but I--th-they were h-here." He pointed to the door to his room. He sighed as Anna walked back downstairs. He turned around and found the pail and the mop exactly where they were before. "What the hell?! ANNA!"
"Oh my. Dear Yoh is very upset." Tamao blinked hearing the screams of rage.
"I had to. I need to finish up my research paper." Anna wrote a few more lines to her report. "Besides men need to learn from their youthful years to get the habit kicked into them."
"Yes. I agree, Miss Anna." Tamao sat down across from the itako. "Miss Anna? Who did you ask to get groceries?"
"Oh." She smiled. "You'll see."
"How did you do that?" Tamao dared to ask. Anna smiled evilly.
"He knows what will happen to him if he doesn't. And besides, it will save us a few bucks too."
"Was it Manta whom you called?" Tamao asked. The thought of Yoh this morning wanting Manta in his dream flashed in her mind. She wasn't sure whether or not to say it but decided to keep her mouth shut to keep out of their privacy.
"Oh no. That'd be WAY to obvious." Anna wrote another line onto the page.
"And who asked you to buy all of this?" Chocolove asked Horohoro who was carrying practically seventy pounds of food.
"The witch." Horohoro cried struggling to hold the food.
"Maybe she's helping to train everyone to at least try to bring up your furyoku or have a high hope of becoming Shaman King. She trained Yoh…the hard way. And maybe she's training you to carry these giant bags of food ten miles to Yoh's house." Chocolove nodded.
"That's nice. It would also BE nice if you could help me carry some of it." Horohoro begged.
"Do you think Ren should come along also?" Chocolove asked.
"I can't see how that bastard can be so damn calm around that bitch." Horohoro screamed. "She could make any normal person go insane, I swear!"
"It sucks to be you, man." Chocolove chuckled following the tortured child. "You know, you could ask Kororo to help carry some of it."
"NOW YOU MENTION IT!" Horohoro yelled. "Should've thought about that sooner. Kororo appeared instantly lifting off some forty pounds (figuratively).
"My arms are sore." He struggled.
"It's good exercise." Chocolove complimented.
"Shut up! At least you don't have to carry all off this!" he screamed at the boy.
Horohoro who was still carrying the overloads of food realized all of the grocery bags slammed into something.
"Oh god…..oh god…..nooo!!!" he cried as the bags toppled to the ground with some fruits and cans rolling out into the streets.
And that it just so happened that a few cars ran over the metal cans, the worn out tires burst. One car swerved to the right and smashed into several. Chocolove and Horohoro and Kororo covered their eyes with their hands as about eight cars slammed into one another.
"You're dead." Chocolove sneered playfully. Horohoro gawked staring at the streets. Drivers popped their heads out of their cars yelling profane words.
"Sugoi!" Macchi cheered. "You should try that more often."
"Mari is very confused..…?" she blinked staring at the street with the people screaming at each other shouting 'jackass' or 'asshole'. "Mari wonders if people usually talk like that if they're angry. Mari wonders if Hao talks like that as well even though she's never heard him say it before. Mari wonders if she can talk like that too. Ass-hole. Mari thinks you're an asshole…..?" Mari said to Chocolove. He blinked back. Kanna just laughed to herself. Horohoro looked over and gasped in horror.
"Mari has looked it up in a dictionary before. Jackass means a donkey. Asshole means a donkey too. Why don't people call each other donkeys instead?"
"Because, Mari-chan, the words 'jackass' and 'asshole' are intended for people who want to express their anger much more strongly than others." Macchi explained. Kanna glared at the younger voodoo expert. The one younger than Mari.
"…..And how do YOU know this stuff?" Kanna glared.
"And what about you?"
"That's different! I'm an adult!!"
"You're still in your teens, bitch!"
"Mari wonders what a 'bitch' is. Chuck, do you know what a 'bitch' is?"
"Say that again!!" Kanna's spirit, Ashcroft appeared armed. Macchi held out her scary pumpkin doll thing.
"Fine! You're..…an OLD BITCH instead!" she slapped the older girl silly with the broom stick.
"Let's run while we still can?" Horohoro and Chocolove snuck past the fighting duo with the one named 'Mari' watching as a spectator. As soon as they fully got around the trio, and fleeing trying to look innocent.
"What do you mean you dropped all of the groceries?!" Anna slammed her fists against the table with an extremely pissed off attitude.
"I accidentally knocked into a girl and everything just…..fell….." Horohoro hid under table.
"You son of a---" the itako punched the lights out of Horohoro who laid knocked out against the ground.
"Poor guy." Chocolove shrugged eating some of the food offered to him. "Not bad at all. It's actually pretty good." He complimented chugging down some more food. "Can I have more, Tamao?"
"It's rude to ask for so much after what has already been provided to you," Manta mentioned avoiding Anna's glare.
"That's alright. It's the best compliment for one who cooks, that their guests would request for more." Tamao agreed serving some of the food she still had prepared for breakfast. "Yoh-sama? Manta-sama?"
"Yeah?"
"I was wondering since Horohoro spilled the food into the street, if you could do the shopping. It looks like we're going to have to pay after all." Tamao stated examining the list.
"Sure, no problem!" Yoh accepted the list willingly with him and Manta walking out the door. "We'll back around evening, okay?"
"Alright." Tamao agreed as they shut the door behind them.
"So why didn't Ren come along?" Anna asked.
"Let me guess. He chickened out." Manta suggested. Anna slapped him. "Oww."
"He said he had other business to take care of." Chocolove explained. "He didn't really tell us what kind of business he said, but I'm thinking its all family issues and stuff. His family never seems to get along." He looked over seeing the Shaman lying on the ground. "Are you ever gonna get up, man?"
"Shh!" Horohoro begged. "I'm trying to look dead so I don't have to be killed." He stayed lying towards the ground.
"I heard that." Anna grumbled. Horohoro immediately stood up and sat down in his seat as if nothing had happened. "You better watch your mouth, runt, or the next time you spill groceries, I'll make sure you stay dead." She threatened. Horohoro, Manta, Tamao, and Chocolove smiled weakly.
Later that day, she began finishing up with her clean up work. Tamao began finishing up her dishes while Ponchi and Conchi flipped the channels staring, goggled-eyed at the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show. Anna who just sighed hopelessly walking by every once in a while, folding the laundry and cleaning up small messes here and there that were left around the house.
"Will you PLEASE switch to a different channel?" Anna scolded.
"Why? Are you jealous you'll never become like those hot babes?" Ponchi teased. Conchi tied the bandana that was usually on his neck around his eye hearing the sounds of hell coming from a few feet away.
"What's wrong?" Tamao peeked out of the kitchen and smiled weakly seeing Ponchi all beaten up. "Excuse them, Miss Anna." Tamao went back into the kitchen again. "How embarrassing! And again, Ponchi and Conchi had made a fool out of me." She sighed continuing on with her daily chores hoping it would help her forget.
Today was like all other Sundays that they've had. Nothing much. Just house work, cleaning stuff up, and refilling the empty spaces in the refrigerator. Of course, no one knew that today would have changed their lives entirely. Tamao of course wouldn't have known since she hadn't used her Ouija board for predicting any dangers that may happen that ordinary Sunday.
Finishing up the last touches to the kitchen, Tamao rested on her bed in her room thinking about Yoh.
"I still think it's a fanatic obsession."
"She'll be the next Hitler."
"Please be quiet!" Tamao said furiously. Ponchi and Conchi shutted up.
"Yes ma'am!" they ran off through the walls and down the stairs getting their eyes glued to the television with the program of the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show still going on.
Satisfied that she was left in peace, Tamao fell asleep hoping to wake up some time before 5:00PM.
A sudden tremble of fear shook through her body waking her up. An instant human reflex made her sit up looking around the room glaring at everything that could looked like it could attack. The dark shiver that sent down her spine made her immediately cower hiding herself under the blanket and pillow.
"Who's there?" she whispered. No answer. Only the reply of the deadly silent room. "Hello?" she reached out for her Ouija board and realized it was lying across the floor. 'Me? Scared of a gut instinct. Ponchi and Conchi must be right. I am going to go insane.' She got up walking towards the board to pick it off the ground until sudden words were forced into her mind.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." The words were planted. She didn't know how they came into her head. She didn't hear a voice, only a blank mind putting its thoughts into her head.
"W..Why?" she trembled. The thoughts didn't answer back. Tamao again reached further daring the mind to mock her again.
"If you touch it, I will kill you." Her eyes widened in shock as she backed away from the Ouija board. "That's a good girl. I'll be watching you so you better not get anywhere near it…..understood?"
"Who are you?!" she demanded. Tears began to form in her eyes. The mind seemed to have laughed at her.
"Poor Tamao. It looks like the Asakura family has neglected your talent. Your predictions 90 of the time have been quite accurate. People wouldn't rely on you if you were just..…a beginner in using the Ouija board. I'm pretty sure seven years does not make you a trainee anymore. Am I right?" The young Shaman not being able to hold back the tears anymore rushed out of the door and down the stairs causing quite a commotion in the entire house.
"Tamao?" Anna questioned. The pink-haired girl ran straight past her and out of the backyard door. "Tamao!" she ordered going after her. Ponchi and Conchi looked up.
"It's your fault!"
"Fault your it's!"
"You made Tamao cry, dumbass!"
"Dumbass, cry Tamao made you!"
"Heh?"
"?heh"
Anna opened the screen door and let out a breath seeing the younger girl rock back and forth herself on the field, her arms wrapped around her legs. The itako walked over and sat next to her and blinked realizing the shocked look in her eyes.
"What's wrong, Tamao?" Anna asked. Tamao embraced Anna and began to cry.
"It…..It..…It told me not to touch my Ouija board. If I did, it said it would kill me and it's watching me." Tears streamed down her face. Ponchi and Conchi poked their heads out of the door, their faces softened up seeing their master in pain.
"What? Who?" Anna asked slowly looking around seeing if she could sense anything. There was nothing. "There's no one here. It's alright."
"It isn't….." Tamao cried. "I swear I didn't imagine it. I got near the Ouija board and it didn't want me to touch it. I don't understand…"
"I'll check on it." Anna got up giving her a hand. Tamao gratefully accepted it and the two went walked back towards the house. Anna glared at Ponchi and Conchi. "And what are both of YOU suppose to be doing?!" she asked.
"We're sorry, Tamao." Conchi apologized. "We'll help you in any way possible." Anna turned towards her.
"Tamao, I hope it was probably just a dream. You go prepare dinner now and I'll go upstairs and bring the Ouija board. If there are any voices, I'm there this time, along with Ponchi and Conchi, okay?" Anna reassured.
"Yes, thank you, Miss Anna." Tamao thanked.
"Yeah. Prepare dinner now." The two went off in separate directions. Tamao still trying to hold her sanity together picked up her heart shaped over soul board for defense and went into the kitchen setting the table. She looked up at the ticking kitchen clock which read 5:00PM.
Getting out some of the dishes, she fumbled with them and almost dropped one. Setting the table, Conchi who was observing saw, her arm tremble in result from her shock.
"Tamao-san?"
"I…..I'm alright, Conchi. I just don't know what would do that. Did you do that?" she asked. "Because if you did, that wasn't very funny."
"Scaring you?" Conchi asked. Why would I be scaring someone like my master if I'm going to miss a night of a lifetime!" he exaggerated pointing towards the television. Tamao smiled shaking her head. "Besides, if I find that person who did that to you, I'll promise I'll beat them up for you!" Conchi swung his fists in the air punching aimlessly at nothing.
"Thanks Conchi. It's kind of odd for me to say this but sometimes both of you make me feel really happy. Thanks." She smiled brightly. Conchi laughed lightly.
"And I'm glad to have a cute master as well." Conchi complimented straightening the utensils to look perfect laying vertically to the plate.
After the few minutes of peace and calmness to the environment, Tamao heard a window shatter. She sighed hopelessly.
"It looks like Miss Anna may be having one of those fits against dear Yoh. I wonder how expensive that may cost to replace the broken window," Tamao looked up through the kitchen against the moonlit sky. The glass she held in her hand slipped and crashed against the ground with sharp pieces flying all over the kitchen floor.
"On no!" she squealed at the sight of broken glass. "Now how much was that suppose to cost? I think I'm having a very bad day..…" she sighed grabbing a soft, wet, thick cloth ready to pick up the mess. She held the cloth out into the air as if ready to hand it over to someone.
"Conchi. Could you please pick up the glass using this cloth?" she asked getting the pot full of water ready to steam up. "Conchi? Wherever you are, can you please take the cloth and use it to pick up the glass on the floor? Conchi? Conchi?!" as if Conchi did respond, Tamao's head flew forward hitting the cabinet with her shoulder blade.
Losing her balance, she fell towards the floor, her head knocking first into the hard marble counter.
"Conchi! That wasn't funny!" she tried recovering by getting up quickly. Tamao turned around to see where Conchi may have been, instead a large hand covered her face and slammed her against the floor, the glass cutting deep into her head, her neck, and the soft, vulnerable skin. Tamao's eyes widened in horror as she looked up against the intruder, tears streaming down her face.
She responded with a sharp kick up at the intruder's chin. Her immediate human reflexes kicked in making her use her Over Soul against the enemy.
"Love Strike!!" She muttered as the giant bow released the arrow towards the enemy. Warm, hot blood streamed down the side of her face, her hand wet with crimson. The intruder merely smiled charging through her Over Soul and destroyed her Over Soul source.
"No…..stop! Leave me alone!" she cried before the fingers wrapped around her neck holding her body against the broken wall, with splinters of woos sticking out, one large splinter slicing through flesh. One sliced through her shoulder, the other below her elbow, and one at her heel. And the tears kept flowing as she felt the life being suffocated out of her.
A/N:: I decided to stop from there :P. I'll add the next chapter soon…..
