Julie: Finally, she updates!
SpiritsFlame: It hasn't been that long, you exadurate it!
Julie: Do Not!
SpiritsFlame: Do Too!
Julie: Do Not!
SpiritsFalme: D To-
Lizzie: SHUT UP!
Julie and SpiritsFalme: YOU SHUT UP!
Chloe: Umm… beep don't you have a fic too write?
Jen: What was the beep for?
SpiritsFalme: I don't want people to know my name, so I beep it out whenever one of you guys says it, since you are the only ones who know my name.
All of the people Who The Muses Are Based on: Hmm…Blackmail…
SpiritsFalme: Don't get any bright ideas, or I will tell all of your readers who you really are!
Julie: Uh, So?
SpiritsFalme: Just shut up, or I'll tell everyone your fics suck!
All Who Have fics Written: You wouldn't!
SpiritsFalme: Well, no, I wouldn't, but that's beside the point!
Ewa: Just get on with the goddamm fic already!
SpiritsFalme: Ok, Ok, and try to keep the language to a minimum, there might be children reading this.
Julie: Fck, Sht, Gddmm, Bldy hll! Ha Ha, I swore!
SpiritsFalme: Ok, I'll start the fic. Jeez. -.-'
Next Day, Ren's POV
Ren was confused, what had almost happened last night? Well, he knew what had happened; he had almost kissed HoroHoro, that's what. But WHY? Why would he want to kiss that baka? He hated the other Shaman! Why would he want to kiss him! He couldn't like him! It was still impossible; he was still a Tao dammit! And the fact remained that he had tried to kiss HoroHoro, another shaman, a former opponent, a boy, and…a friend? Hopefully morehe thought, than stopped horrified, where had that come from! Where the HELL had that come from? HoroHoro, the ice baka, more than a friend, HA! He almost laughed, but he didn't, it wasn't funny, it was sad, he didn't know why it made him sad, but it did. (A/N: Author laughs hysterically at the corniness of it) A sneaky voice in the side of his head (A/N: HAHA! I'm being original, I said the SIDE, not the BACK, HAHA!)…Anyway, the voice said he was sad because he could never have Horo as more than a friend, if even that. He ignored the voice. He went into the kitchen and grabbed a glass of milk. When he had drained the glass, he headed out of the kitchen, and glanced at the calendar, which is only there for the purpose of the plot of this fic. It said that it was May 11, the day before Yohs birthday; he knew this because there were big arrows pointing to it, and it said YOH'S 16TH BIRTHDAY, in big letters. Ren figured he should get Yoh a presetent. The part of Ren that was still 'Bastard Ren' said that Yoh was Shaman King, and therefore didn't need a present, but Ren knew that Yoh would like a present, so being the kind soul that he was (A/N: Authoress falls on ground laughing) he grabbed his wallet, and headed for the closest shopping center. He searched around for a bit, trying to find a descent present. After about 5 minutes, he went into a Japanese equal of a Radio Shack , he bought a pair of headphones, blue to match Yoh's 'Battle suit' Yoh's old headphones were, let us say, not in the best of condition. After he had checked out, he was standing in the back, looking at CD's, when he heard the door to the shop open. He turned around to see. (A/N: 2 guesses who, Correct) Horo walk into the shop, Kororo at his side. Ren stayed hidden behind the CD wall. He watched Horo go over to the rack that held the headphones, than Horo shook his head and said to Kororo,
"Nope, I bet Ren's gonna get Yoh headphones." Rens mouth fell open how the Hell had Horo known that! "Manta will most likely get Yoh a book on the complete history of Shamans, Anna, a new "Battle costume.'
"Kororo." Kororo said (A/N: I actually have no idea how she talks, because in the manga she says one word, but my friend says she says her name in different ways, like a Pokeman) Horo laughed, Ren smiled, he liked that laugh, and he wished he could make Horo smile like that. WAIT, stop, rewind! WHAT! Had he just thought that! WHAT!
"I'm not that stupid Kororo." Horo laughed. "If Anna does get him a new 'Battle Suit' or an 'Official Shaman King Suit' I'm not gonna insult it. Anyway, Ryu's probably going to get him a CD by some American named Elves, or something like that. Chocolove is probably going to write down all of his joke in a book, and think that is a good a present. Poor Yoh, cheated out of a decent present. Faust, Lyserg, Tamao is gonna do the food and decorations, so that's her present. So the only thing left to get him is a CD player, or an MP-3 Player. Ya! That!" That being said he bought the MP-3 Player "Now, I just need one more thing…" He said
"KoRorO?" Kororo asked. Horo turned red, Ren wondered why. Horo leaned over to Kororo and whispered in her ear. Ren saw that as Horo pulled away, Kororo started grinning like a maniac. Horo did not fail to see this, and said.
"What, do you have a problem with that?" indignantly. Kororo's grin widened
"kOroro KorOrO, kOroro KorOrO," She chanted. It sounded like she was mocking him. "DO NOT!" Horo said so fast and loud that Ren didn't believe him, even though he had no idea what they were talking about. Horo kept getting redder and redder as Kororo continued to chant. By the time they had the shop, he was the colour of a fire engine and getting redder. Ren silently followed Horo out; Horo was too busy getting un-red to notice. But Ren could have sworn he saw Kororo look back at him, but she didn't do anything. However, had he been able to see her face, he would have been somewhat frightened by the manacle grin spreading across it.
The thought I'm following Horo aroundpassed through his head a few times, but he ignored it. Horo walked along like he knew exactly where he was going, which he did. After a wile, they passed a bathroom, Ren realized he had to use it, so he did, figuring he could catch up to Horo when he was done. Wrong, when he left, Horo was nowhere to be seen, Ren searched desperately, but no Horo. He sighed, and started to walk back to Yoh's, until he ran into someone. He wasn't really paying attention, but he did notice that the other person fell onto the ground. "Sorry" The other person said. "My fault." Said Ren at the same. Than he realized who was staring up at him, who he had knocked over onto their back. 'Twas Horo! "Oh, hey Ren. Fancy meeting you here, eh? Mind helping me up?"
"Oh, right, sure." Ren said, reaching out a hand to pull Horo up. When the other shaman had risen, he dropped the hand like a hot brick. "So what are you doing here?" Horo inquired.
"Getting Yoh a present."
"Really! Me to! Did you get him Headphones?"
"Yes, did you get him an MP-3 player?"
"Yep! I guess we know each other to well, huh Renny?"
"Call me that again and die." Ren did not fell it important to mention that he had known about the MP-3 player by being stalkerish. Horo just grinned his adorably infectious grin. Ren felt himself grinning back, which didn't fit to well with his trying to look imposing seeing as how he had just threatened someone look. Ren suddenly noticed that there was something new inside the bag that had until just recently held only an MP-3 player.
"What's in the bag?" he asked, Horo shifted, so slightly it might have been accidental, so that the bag was hidden behind his back.
"I told you, it's Yohs present." He said. Before Ren could challenge this statement, he said "Come on, we better get back, the others might thinks something's up." Ren realized Horo was right. Which, in Rens mind, didn't happen very often, so the two of the walked back to Yohs place, walking close, and every once in a while, their hands would touch. But neither of them moved farther away. Well, actually, they would blush and apologies, but still!
TBC
SpiritsFlame: Done!
Julie: Well about time! God, you write slow, it's been what, a month? And this is ALL you have to show for it! I finished my fic in one month, all 6 chapters, Not 1 chapter per month, AND the chapters were longer than yours!
SpiritsFlame: Only because I forced you to Write. No one tells me to, so I always think, 'I'll do it later' I'M SO SORRY EVERYONE. GOMENASAI! GOMENASAI! I AM A BAKA, A BAKAYARO! GOMENASAI!
Jen: Is it just me, or is she acting like Ritsuo?
All: She's acting like Ritsuo.
Michele: Which means I can do this! Pokes SpiritsFlame in side, SpiritsFlame passes out
All: Cool
DUE TO THE FACT THAT THE CREATER OF THIS FIC IS CURRNTLY UNABLE TO WRITE, WE ARE FORCED TO END THIS FIC NOW, BECAUSE SHE DICTATES EVEN THE MUSES, SO NOTHING CAN BE DONE WITH OUT HER. whispersway to go guys. ANYWAY, PLEASE REVIEW.