Oh, I guess this is part two…I'm gonna write this in third person now because I really don't like the first person switch because that's hard…And I'd like to apologize for my Japanese if its not perfect U.

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Ren lay awake on the floor, rolling on his mat to try and find a better position to fall asleep in. The thoughts in his head were still there, he was thinking of her. Kisai- is that what she had called herself? Such a stupid name, Kisai, ha. He laughed to himself at the name, such a silly, weak name for a woman. The women in his life had always had strong names, Jun, Ran. Strong. Not Kisai, that sounded like something you could just blow away in the wind. Sai…

He let out a sigh and rolled on his stomach, putting his chin on his forearm and looked at the floor under him. Why was he thinking about her? Her and her stupid name and stupid baby. Why did she have a child anyway?

"Are you alright, master Ren?" Bason said, sitting in front of him. "The moon is very far risen and yet you still have your eyes wide open."

Ren did not reply and glared up at Bason, rolling on his side so he didn't look at him and he could contemplate his thoughts in peace. He did not need the spirit telling him the time, time was no matter in these thoughts.

"I'm going out." He said finally, pushing himself up and tying his shirt tightly as he slid the door to his room open. "I need some fresh air."

"Yes master Ren."

Outside it was cool, the rain had stopped, at least for now. It dripped off the roof and the weighed down air had seemed much lighter, fresher now than before. He thought again, of Kisai, the thought this time was also followed by a stinging sensation in his heart.

"Ow…" He reached up and rubbed his chest. "That hurts…" he paused, dropping his hand to the banister of the porch and leaning on it. What was that feeling, it was not something he normally felt. Perhaps he had eaten too much at dinner, perhaps Manta was trying to poison him. He thought aloud, "Perhaps that's what they are trying to do- kill me. I knew it, Yoh doesn't think of me as a friend after all- who needs friends…" He looked at the rain-soaked grass. He had, however, had a feeling like this before. "Sometimes, with Jun…Not the same…though…" He sighed again, deeper this time and lowered his head onto his hands in intense thought. He cared about his sister at times, was this the same- did he care about this young woman? Surely this was just another feeling that people went through, like hate- because at times he did hate Jun as well as care. Ren was starting to feel sure that this emotion was a form of hate, not love and that made him feel better. "Tao's do NOT care about anyone. Tao's do not love, Tao's never will love and Tao's shouldn't love. End of it. Tao Ren will never love anyone." He stood up strait. "Ever." He reassured himself thoughtfully as he went inside and lay in bed.

Kisai woke up and rolled on her side as she stretched. The rain was stopping, which left a pale, pastel sky. "Mmmm…" She hummed softly, looking out her open window. "Its beautiful today…."

"Up, you have some chores to do before you go out playing." It was Anna (Taking up from june 12), standing in the doorway with her usual placid but firm face. "And, by that I mean, just working outside."

"Alright, I'll make sure to get the inside done." Kisai looked back at her older sister for a moment. "What are you doing today?"

"Why, you think I'm a slacker?" Anna almost shot back.

"Iie…I just.." Kisai sat down on her mat and drew her legs up to her chest, putting her head on her knees for a moment.

"You just what…"

The young woman looked up at her sister, standing in the doorway with the gentle light of the sunrise shining off her. "You've always been so lucky, Anna…I envy you…"

The face her sister had been wearing suddenly changed, as quickly as a blink of an eye her face had be riddled with contempt. Her black eyes pried into Kisai as if they were blackened needles, probing her everything from her standstill. It took a moment of silence before Anna turned sharply from the door and tore her gaze from her sister. "You should not talk about things you don't understand, Kisai."

"Did I say something wrong.." She asked, sliding up from her spot and gliding cautiously to her sister's spot. "I don't know what-"

"Do you have shikigami?" Anna said, redirecting the conversation resentfully, the lines in her face melted back into nothingness as she looked into her sister's eyes. "You don't do you."

"No…I don't…its hard!"

"Things like THAT don't get easy, Kisai." She walked from the room inaudibly. "Ever."

Her knees ached slightly as she rubbed up and down on the floor. The soap didn't smell fresh or sweet, it just bubbled and foamed on top of the murky water. She could hear Hana somewhere in the house, probably with his dad in the back. Anna was in her room watching the television and Ryu and Ren were probably still asleep.

Kisai looked over into the murky water as she plunged the rag into it again. It reminded her of her eyes, or of rainwater. Self-consciously she pulled the rag out of the water and spilled the bucket across the floor..

"IIE!" She yelled under her breath, standing up and grabbing a dry towel. "I can't believe I spilled…its going to take me…arg…" she looked out the open door as the water leaked across the wooden floor.

The sound of someone walking, then the splashing sound of walking in water made her look up at the dark shadow on the floor. Her eyes met angry yellow eyes.

"You, are just a worthless girl." He said abruptly.

Kisai paused, looking at him as her pupils shrank in her sea-glass eyes. "Good morn-"

"Don't you good morning me." He said firmly, grabbing the rag from her hands. "You shouldn't even be allowed to talk to me because you're just a worthless little, never-could-be shaman." He threw the rag hard on the ground and caught her eyes in his frustrated gaze.

Kisai's cheeks darkened and she looked at the rag. "Why are you down here if only to criticize me.."

"You're hurting my head," He clenched his fist tightly, making it turn white towards the center. "You just…Hurt my head."

Outside Yoh was laughing with his son, and down the hall the song from an unknown soap opera played quietly- And there stood Ren, fuming mad and breathing in heavy frustration. The song slowly stopped and they could hear the beginnings of a conversation from the last episode.

"I don't understand."

"You're worthless! And you just ran into me in the rain!" He puffed up his chest haughtily, grabbing her arm and shaking her slightly. "In the rain, what were you doing in the rain- and with a baby! Girls like you shouldn't have babies." He finished, firmly but still like he wanted to say something more.

"Oh, Hana?" Kisai said, understanding what he meant and pulling her arm away from his harsh grip. "He's not mine, he's Yoh and Anna's…"

He paused, his eyes softened slightly then his pupils shrank again as he looked at her. "You shouldn't take their child in the rain."

"Were you…worried…about us?" she questioned, looking at him curiously.

"Of course not!" Ren said, bristling up pulling a small sword from his side. "You are a stupid girl, why would I be worried about you!" His cheeks were tinted slightly pink as he glared down his sword. "Fight me!"

She screamed as she flew hard against the side of the house, sliding down the edges and landing in a shrub. Her head throbbed in pain, her body burned in pain. Her face was on the ground, rough on her tender and open skin.

"What a weak…" Ren panted, lifting his kwan dao. "Pathetic…" His chest rose and fell slowly, but deeply. The mid-morning sun glistened off the sweat the tricked down the side of his face. "Girl.."

She pulled her arm under her and felt her eyes go in and out of focus- he seemed to be going from one person to two, even more menacing people. "Iie…" She pushed herself up and scooted backwards, cradling her twisted arm on her waist. "Hottoite-yo!" (get away from me) she almost cried, her eyes filling with large, clear tears.

He glared down at her tightly, summoning Bason for some more fight. "Itaime-ni?" (you want to feel real pain?)

She gasped, trying to stand up to get out of the way. "No, no please- I'm done!"

"BASON!"

"Master Ren, please reconsider this.." Bason said, his bright red spirit ball glowing. "She said she had had enough."

"Kerio tsuke-yoze!" (Lets finish this now)

"Noo!" Kisai cried, covering her head with her hands and waiting for the blow.

Ren laughed deeply as he brought his kwan dao up in the air. "BASON ZHONG HAU ZHAN WU!"

"Hana," Yoh said from inside. "Wittle baby Hana, how sweet are you? That's right, how sweet are you?" he put his nose to his son's in an Eskimo kiss. "Cute wittle baby!"

Hana grabbed his dad's long black bangs and pulled on them, gurgling happily as Kisai's and Ren's screams were heard from outside.

"Whats that." Yoh stood and held his son close to him as he looked out the window as Ren proceeded to attack what looked like the side of the house. "REN!" He ran outside and set Hana down on the stairs, looking down at him. "Daddy will be back in just a second- it seems uncle Renny is---"

"PLEASE NO!" Kisai screamed, terrified.

"Being bad again." Yoh turned around and ran towards Ren. "Dame yo!" (stop that)

"SHE-DESERVES-EVERY-BLOW-" Ren started to yell, his voice breaking slightly as Kisai's screams lessoned.

"Stop…stop…mo ii-yo…" (stop it, or, I've had enough) she said, sliding down on the slide of the wall as he attacked her. Her body crashed to the ground and lay limp as Ren finished the attack.

"She said she would fight me," He said, drawing the tip of the kwan dao across the grass as the rain started to pour down again, washing the blade clean. "I expected a little more of a fight—living with you two has done nothing but make her weak."

"How could you attack her like that when she told you to stop." Yoh walked over to Kisai and looked her over.

"I did nothing more than what I said I would." Ren's yellow eyes followed Yoh as he looked at Kisai. "I only expected her to do the same and not less than what she said."

Yoh picked up his sister-in-law and looked at Ren. "You could have stopped you know."

Furiously Ren looked over at him. "You can shut your mouth now, Yoh!"

"Calm down."

"DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO RIGHT NOW I HAVE EVERY RIGHT TO SCREAM!"

"Master Ren," Bason said, hovering beside his master in the rain. "Maybe it is best now to calm down."

It took him a moment, but Ren looked back at Yoh, Kisai, and Bason. "I think I'm going for a walk in a little bit."

The rain splashed down the side of the house, running inside the groves left by the kwan dao. It ran down Yoh's black hair and off of the cuts in Kisai, dripping red down Yoh's arms. "Maybe that would be best…"

Ren slung the kwan dao over his shoulder, narrowly missing hitting the house again. "I know it would be the best, that is why I said it after all." He looked at Kisai, who had tilted her head slightly to look at him. "So- is she dead or not?"

"Of course she's not dead." Yoh said, looking down at her. "You didn't hit her head on."

Hana yelled from the porch and Ryu came out to get him. They could hear the tall man babbling with the baby as he took him back inside. "If I had wanted to hit her I could have, don't think I couldn't have." Ren insisted, looking at her blank eyes. "I just…I think she could become a better shaman."

"Better than you you're saying?"

"No, never better than me- not even as good as Anna—but she could get better." He met her eyes for a brief moment, though she could not see him in her shocked state. "I just didn't want to kill her yet."

Yoh looked at him as he looked at Kisai. "I'll see you after your walk then? I'm sure dinner will be ready." Yoh turned and walked slowly back to the house before the rain got a chance to worsen.

He waited until Yoh was inside, the door was shut- before turning his gaze back to slashes in the side of the house. Ren replayed the fight in his mind, the ending, everything. Her face.

It didn't thunder but the rain became thick, bouncing off the ground like small balls of hail. He didn't want to move, he wanted to stay in the rain for awhile and calm down- anger always got the better of him. Why had she seemed so scared of him all of a sudden, why hadn't' he killed her when he could have?

"I didn't want to kill her yet." Ren repeated to himself.

"What Master Ren?"

"I didn't want to kill her…at all.." He ran his finger over the blade of the kwan dao silently in the rain, watching the blood wash off and down to the ground. "At all Bason…I wanted her to stay…"

"I do not understand Master Ren."

"I think I was wrong about the Tao's being able to lo-" he froze for a moment then looked at Bason. "I meant I wanted her to be alive for our next fight. That's all. Come Bason, lets go see the shrine before we go to dinner."

"Yes Master Ren."