Here's a ficcie that I wrote. Umm… For all those who read my fic, "Tangled Love", sorry, but in a way, I discontinued it. Before you flame me, I'll be posting a one-shot version of "Tangled Love". Sorry, but I just realized that I can't do multi-chaptered, dramatic fics. I'll post that other fic when I have the time.
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Title: PH33R!
By: Black Hikari; idea and help from LaH
Disclaimer: Yay! Me owns Shaman King, and… Oh wait, that was just a dream… T-T
Summary: Just another day at Funbari right? Wrong! Fangirls have come to stalk there obsession. Poor, poor, SK gang……
Warnings: Insanity, OCs, rabid fangirls with fangirl powers
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Eh, what can I say? My friend started to type a fic on her Palm, and this is the result. We took our friends who are OBSESSED with SK and turned them into fangirls who are stalking their favorite characters. XD Poor SK gang…… XD LaH, aka LiLaZnHiKaRi and I also in this fic. We both feel very sorry for the character that we'll be stalking…
It was after the shaman fight, and everyone was currently living at the Asakura residence in Funbari. Yes, even Hao was living with them. Life was pretty normal. Well, as normal as life can be with 13 shamans that weren't entirely sane. Oh, and did we mention the occasional non-shaman that comes to visit them almost every single day? And considering the fact that mortal enemies were living under the same roof, it was quite a miracle that the neighbors hadn't complained yet. Well, maybe it was due to the fact that most of the residents were not exactly sane, so they could act VERY scary……
Then, THEY came. :insert scary, suspenseful music:
"NOOOOO!"
The shaman known as Horokeu rushed into the room with panic-filled eyes.
"What happened?" Pilica asked her onii-chan.
"T-those PEOPLE!" And with that, Horo broke down and started to cry.
"How pathetic." Ren scoffed. "To be beaten so easily."
"Y-you have NO IDEA how scary THEY are."
"Tch, wimp."
Horo twitched. Then, a rustling sound was heard in the bushes.
"AHHHHH! RUN!"
"What? Wh-"
Ren was never able to finish his sentence for at that very moment, a voice screamed out, "REN-SAMA!"
Before the shriek had died out, Ren was tackled onto the ground by a hyper teenage girl.
Horo let out a sigh of relief when he realized that it wasn't HER. Ren however, didn't seem to be so relieved.
"What's going on!" Ren shouted, his face flustered.
Finally, he managed to get out of HER grasp. Then, he immediately proceeded to attack HER. …Or at least he tried. For you see, SHE had done plenty of research, and knew that Bason was afraid of cats. (AN: Ok, that's probably not true, but in one fic, he is afraid of cats. So let's just assume that he is afraid of cats in this fic as well.) So just when a very angry Ren was about to attack HER, SHE managed to pull out a kitty. No, let me rephrase that, a VERY cute kitty. At the sight of the kitty, Bason became so frightened that Ren's oversoul broke.
"Nani?" Ren asked in confusion. He didn't understand why his oversoul had broken up like that.
"Gomen nasai, Bocchama. But……"
"What? But what?"
"I-I'm afraid of cats." Bason admitted shamefully.
"Yay! I must remember to thank Black Hikari! She was right about Bason!" (AN: Huh, research. -insert sarcasm-) The GIRL said happily. She wore jeans and a shirt that had a lamb printed on it.
"W-what? How could someone know about Bason's fear when even I didn't know?" Ren stammered. Oh the shame! Even though he wasn't afraid of anything, his mochirei was. And of cats! There could be no greater humiliation. Wait, there was, as Ren took a better look at his glomp- err… we mean attacker, he became even more ashamed. His attacker was a girl! How did a girl who didn't even have the aura of a shaman sneak up on him like that? And how did she know about Bason when even he didn't know? And who was this 'Black Hikari' that she mentioned? And most of all, who was SHE!
"Who the heck are you?" Ren demanded angrily.
"Wow! Ren-sama talked to me! I'm so happy!" SHE squealed excitedly.
Ren twitched. "Who are you? And who is this 'Black Hikari'?" Ren shouted out in annoyance.
"Ren-0bsesser, I want my kitty back." a new voice whined.
Horo flinched at that voice. It couldn't be HER, could it? And from what he could tell, this- girl, wasn't after him. SHE was after Ren. What a relief. But wait, what about that other voice?
All of a sudden, from the bushes that SHE came from, two more females. Horo twitched. More of THEM?
The first girl that came out was wearing a black t-shirt with an orange kitty head printed on it along with black pants. She had shoulder-length dark brown hair which wasn't tied back. And for some reason, she had cat ears.
The other girl that came out of the bushes had hair that went slightly past her ears which were tied in two pigtails. She was wearing jeans and an orange t-shirt. Along with a pale orange super-hero cape that had a huge, dark orange 'P' in the center. Oh, did I mention the oranges (fruit, not color) that were printed at the bottom of her cape? And she was holding…… a small white dog. That could have passed for a stuff animal. Heck, there were bigger stuffed dogs than that. But this dog was obviously alive.
Horokeu, seeing those other two girls, shuddered. Oh sure, they may not be like HER, but he didn't want to stick around to find out. So the Ainu rushed back into the house. Ren and the girls didn't even notice his hasty retreat.
Manta and Yoh, seeing Horo rush into the house from the yard muttering something about finding a place to hide, became curious. So they left to see what was going on outside.
-Tsuzuku-
Sooo…… I think that I'm actually satisfied with this fic. Or at least this chapter. I kinda already got the next chappie planned out… But don't expect a fast update. (Unless my friends bug me A LOT.) Many thanks to 0bsesser, who drew two pics for this fic. Anyways, can you figure out who is stalking who? I promise that I'll update faster if someone can figure it out. XD (Is this considered blackmail?) Oh yeah, if I made any mistakes at all, tell me and I'll fix them. And I think that I got the spelling of the Japanese words correctly….
