Ok! I'm sorry. This chapter took longer than expected. Too much school shopping, writers block, depression, short attention span, you know the usual. Anyway as some of you (maybe like one person) may have guessed, this chapter is about Ren.

Oh and just to clear some things before I start, All My Adolescent Human Beings, is a big spoof off of the popular soap opera: All My Children. like Hao, I am sucked into this on going daytime drama. And if none of you have noticed, that this "show" kinda foresees everything that happens in the story. Heh heh so yeah. Ahem. So I'll try to keep Ren as in character as possible and not so much crazy as in my last story. But I like to play with his feelings….heh heh heh. This is in Ren's POV by the way. =)

Ok your probably sick of hearing (actually reading) blabbing. So here comes chapter three!

Disclaimer: I don't own Shaman King. But I own this disclaimer. MWHAHAHA!!

Chapter 3: A Rainy Miracle

Rain. Rain can be a real bother. You could have planned something right there on such a perfect day but then Mr. Rain comes and ruins everything. Or it could do the exact opposite and bring you closer to your loved ones.

Rain can really bring out the worst in people. It can totally change the mood of someone. One day they might be the happiest person in the world. Once it starts to rain, they can totally turn on you.

Rain can bring someone's deepest emotions out without you even knowing it. You would think that its just water or just precipitation. You think, what emotional effect does rain have on people?

Rain can be a depressing moment like an accident. Or it can be a happy moment like someone confessing their love. Like a thunderstorm or a sun shower. Happy or sad.

I hate rain. It gets my clothes wet and I just hate that. Worst of all, I get bored REALLY easily when it rains. There's nothing to do. And everyone suddenly becomes lazy and stupid. Especially that baka, Yoh. Grrr. He never shuts up when rains. NEVER shuts up.

"So do snails dream? Can turtles sneeze? If you work in a Pespi factory and you drink a Coke, will they fire you?", he asks.

I start to poke him.

"Do stairs go up or down? Can gerbils fart?", again he asks.

There's no off switch on him!

"What does a one hand clap sound like? How would police arrest an armless person? If you died on the International Dateline, and half of you were on 1 side and the other half on the other side, what day would you die? When you snap your fingers, does the sound occur when your middle finger releases from your thumb, or when your middle finger hits the palm of your hand? If I think, and therefore I am, am I just a thought?"

He's like the thing that never shuts up!

Hao looks at Yoh and smirks. "Aha my dear brother. I have the answers to the questions of which you speak of", he says with a gleam in his eye.

He inhales and exhales.

"Question number 1: Yes snails dream dreams to destroy humans so that shamans rule the earth.

Question number 2: Yes turtles sneeze. And they make quite the mess.

Question number 3: No they will congratulate you on your bravery and hit you on your stupidity.

Question number 4: Neither. Stairs are built diagonal and plus, where are they going? They don't move.

Question number 5: Yes gerbils do; if you listen carefully.

Question number 6: It sounds pathetic.

Question number 7: They kick them in the shins and pin them down.

Question number 8: No one cares.

Question number 9: It's all in your head.

And question number 10: No. You're stupid."

O.O;; o-k. How much free time does this guy have?

Yoh looked very puzzled. "How do you know all of this?"

Hao did nothing but laugh and put his arm around his brother's neck.

"Ah, otouto, I know everything"

"………"

He put his arm down and gave us a glare.

"I have a VERY reliable source"

"And how does this source know of all these sources?" Yoh asked an over confident Hao. His stupidity never seizes to amaze me.

"You see, and that's why I don't like talking to you!" Hao turned around from the corner of which he was sitting in.

I had enough of this family feud. I walked into the kitchen and looked for a snack. All the cupboards were empty. Damn. I was really hungry. Then I hear that stupid tv box thing making noise.

"How do we make Orange Snakums so good? Well don't tell anyone, but we have magic! You see, little nice elves use their magic goodness to bring happiness to Japan's people. And that's our secret ingredient: magic and love" some stupid commercial said. You then see this little elf that looks like someone I know but can't remember.

"NO THEY ARE WRONG! THERE IS NO MAGIC INVOLVED! YOU SEE THAT SNAK THAT JUST CAME OUT? THAT WAS MY BROTHER!! YOU HAVE TO UNDERSTAND WHAT YOUR EATING! AND THAT IS-"

I threw the microwave at the tv. I was sick of the talking. I saw some Orange Snakums in a bag. If that was the only edible thing left, fine. If that had any mounds of food poisoning, I will kill someone.

I took a little nibble. Mmm. Not bad. I will now think how they make snacks like these so enjoyable.

………………………………............................................

Ok I'm done……………………… --;; ok now I have to go to the bathroom.

I walked upstairs and to my dismay, they door is closed and locked shut up. That stupid idiotic baka of a shaman Horo must be in there.

"OPEN UP, YOU BAKA!", I yell. Hey when I want to go, I want to go NOW!

A voice came from the bathroom. "You have reached the presence of Horo Horo. He is not available right now. He is too busy collecting his thoughts"

"So. You're crapping aren't you?", I ask. This idiot is so blunt.

"Please leave a message after the beep. BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP"

"Oh forget it! Geez, I'll go downstairs. God sometimes I can't stand him" I mumble as I stomp down the stairs.

I walk to the downstairs bathroom only to find it closed. Kisama!! Can't a guy go to the bathroom around here? Guess not. The nerve of some people. Geez. I start pacing around but decided to give up the battle with my bladder. Which now doesn't have to go. I hate when that happens.

I hear the tv again. Apparently that microwave didn't do they job. Maybe a rice cooker? Nah to heavy.

"Radz. What are you doing here?"

"Just visiting. Why is that a problem?'

"No"

"Good"

"Why are you here?"

"I told you why! Is it against the law to be here? Geez! What's with the questions?"

"Nothing, I just wanted to say…I'm sorry about…"

"About what?"

"About…"

"Spit it out already!"

"OH FORGET IT! YOUR SO STUBBORN, RADZ!"

"One thing we have in common…"

Silence.

Wow. Oh wait. Is this that load of crap that I saw the other day? This is like really stupid. Who would watch this?

It was still raining outside. Damn. Would it just stop already? Complete and utter boredom was taking over me. So I opened the door and started to walk outside.

My clothes were getting wet. But I didn't care. As long as this kept me busy and away from all the blubbering idiots in that house, I didn't care If I was soaked. Which I was.

There was nothing out here. But rain. Just rain.

It was kinda lonely. But hey. I dell that all the time.

-----------------Anna----------------

Rain. How much I hate it. How much I despise it. Yet. How much I envy it. It's always there at the right and wrong time. Right when you want it. Yet right when you don't. Just like me. You may call me a depressed loser for saying things like that, but hey. That's how I feel.

I stare blankly at the other people walking and passing me. For those who stare at me, I just give them my usual evil glares.

I guess sitting in the middle of the side walk has its consequences.

The rain was pounding on my head. Maybe bringing an umbrella wasn't such a bad idea.

I could feel my clothes getting tight around my body due to the rain's excessive raining-ness. It didn't bother me, though. Of course there is the occasional perverted whistle I got 20 minutes ago. But I chose to ignore that.

It was getting pretty late. The street lamps were on and it was starting to get really dark.

I couldn't see much so I decided to stay put until the rain stopped.

Wind blew and I started to shiver. What made me go out without a jacket will go beyond me. Wind blew harder and the coldness finally got to my body. With my black skirt clinging to my body, it didn't support much warmth to me. I had to find warmth fast.

-----------------Ren-----------------

Ow. Ok the rain was starting to hurt. It was also bringing my hair down. The spike was no longer there. Wind was blowing so it started to get cold. I put up my umbrella and started to walk again. There was absolutely no way I was going back to the house just yet. So I walk for a while.

It was kinda hard to see due to the over pounding of the rain. But I think I saw someone sitting there. A hobo? I squint my eyes. No. Hobos don't curl up. They just sit there.

I walk a bit closer so I can a good view to who the person was that was sitting. Defiantly a girl. She was wearing a skirt.

Then some idiot sped by on a car and got mud all over me. Damn freaking moron. What the hell is his problem? You see that's why I also hate rain. Mud.

The car was going to pass the girl. And I was right, that "girl" will get really, really, really mad.

I how it happened, but I recognized who it was. My chest was pounding and my legs just started to sprint towards her.

----------------Anna-----------------

I hear foot steps running and I see a car speeding to pass me. And oh look there's mud right on the street! Oh joy. I'm going to be with mud. What more can I wear on my outfit besides water and now mud?

Here comes the car. But the person that was running, stopped in front of me put his umbrella in front of him.

Mud splashed all over him and his umbrella. It was hard to make out who it was. All I saw was purple…hair…oh my god…Ren?!

----------------Ren-----------------

Mud, water, and dirt. My favorite combination. I turned to Anna to see if she got any of that mess. She looked at me. I can feel my face get read.

"What? What's with the look?", I turn my head. I couldn't let her see my face like this. My heart started to pound.

"Well fine! Then you won't get a thank you! Like I'll give you one anyway", she shot at me.

"Like I wanted one!", I shot back. Geez what's with the attitude? Last time I help her. Does she think it's fun to have mud and crap on your clothes? No it's not!

-----------------Anna-----------------

How rude! I was going to be nice enough as to say 'thank you now give me your umbrella' but noooo. He just had to get me started.

Does he think it's fun to be cold with your clothes clinging to you? No it's not!

He gives me his hand.

'You want get up or what? Come on!"

Ignoring his rude comment, I take his hand and get up.

"What are you doing?", I ask him. He wasn't looking at me.

"Sharing my umbrella. If that's not a problem with you", his voice trailed off. I guess he didn't want me to hear him.

-----------------Ren-----------------

Silence the whole walk. I didn't know where we were going so I guess I didn't want to tell her that. I decided to break the silence and ask her something.

"What were you doing out here?"

"I can ask you the same thing"

"Yes you can. But your not the one asking. I am. So what were you doing out here?"

"Just getting away from all the hectic. Everyone is so stupid when it rains. I wanted no part of it", she explained.

"Same here", I said, "Although I hate the rain, I had to get far from the craziness. Sort of like a rainy getaway", I continued.

"Yea…I don't like the rain. It reminds me of….well….me. I always think of myself as the rain. Not wanted. I know you must think it sounds stupid, but I do think that", she explained again.

Wow I never thought she felt that way about herself. She's starting to sound like me, and that's not good.

"But…rain is not always neglected"

She stopped in her tracks.

"Rain is wanted. Rain comes in when people want it to. Sometimes it doesn't. But rain is not hated by everyone. Sure some may hate it like in the city. But to others…it's a good thing. A happy moment. Sometimes things are best to be done in the rain. Like one single moment can be captured in a rain storm. After a hot summer day, people are ready to give up. But then rain comes. Some call it magic; rain. But to me, I call it a miracle" I finished.

Wow. I never even knew I felt that way about it.

"Feel better?"

"…"

Well I tried. I'm still dumbfounded about my whole speech. I turned around to see that she still wasn't moving.

"Do…do you really feel that way?" she looked up to me. She had tears in her eyes.

"Well yes. Now I do", I grabbed her hand, "I don't want you getting sick"

Anna took my hand and placed it over her heart.

WHOA! I wasn't expecting that.

"uh..uh..uh.." My face got red and I started to panic.

Her face light up and she looked at me. And if I didn't know any better, I think I saw a smile. Not a big one, but just a small one. I think I got her message pretty clearly.

The sky started to clear up.

"Thank you" she whispers.

Rain. Rain can be a real nuisance. Rain can make the worst case scenario the worst. Rain can be hated by all people. It can be loved, too. But I see it differently now. Rain is like tears. They can be for happy or sad moments. They express someone's feelings without words being spoken.

Rain can be a happy moment or sad. Neglected or not. To me, whatever she thinks, I truly feel that it's a miracle.

WHEW! That was defiantly the longest chapter yet. So there's the long awaited chapter 3! See! Ren can be such a poetic guy! Tee hee. I enjoyed writing that chapter. I hope you enjoy reading it!

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Ja mata!

Keiko