The Indirect Orange Smooch
A Yoh/Ren drabble by Setsumi-san
Disclaimer: I do not own Shaman King in any way, shape, or form. This story is written for entertainment purposes alone.
Dedication: Author-sama
"Asakura! Where the hell is all the food!" Ren barked from the kitchen.
Yoh came into the room and answered, "Sorry. The only thing left to eat is this orange slice I was going to have for a snack."
He held up the aforementioned fruit, but Ren snatched it away and scarfed it like a chicken hawk.
"Hey, wait!" Yoh exclaimed.
The Chinese boy smirked and gave him a 'What're you gonna do about it?' look.
"…I already had that in my mouth," Yoh said.
Ren turned crimson.