DarkTaoAngel: I don't own Shaman King, but I do own the OC Mei Ashimo. Enjoy this new story, much happier ending than my first one. It really continues from my other story, 'I Still Love You', so if you haven't read that one, I suggest you do. Please review!
He could hear voices that sounded farther away than they really were. Screams were coming from somewhere to his left, but he seemed unable to move. As he lightly opened his eyes, he could just see the fuzzy images in the distance, one big, and one much smaller. They seemed to be fighting, but his range of distance could barely reach them, so he couldn't be sure.
He could only see one figure now; the other one must have left. Only the largest figure remained.
The figure looked menacing as it closed in on him; it shouted something that he couldn't distinguish. He could see a blinding orange light soar through the air to reach him. He didn't have the strength to fight back, so he got struck head on.
Suddenly he felt an excruciating pain, nearly blinding him, as his eyes watered from the force of the attack.
He was sure he could hear anguished screams in the background, but he could not make out exactly what they were saying.
His body was so numb that he could no longer feel the effects of the attack; all he could feel now was an emptiness in his heart, and a feeling of guilt overwhelming him. He felt weak. Soon he couldn't feel anything anymore. He knew it was up to him; he knew that he had to try and stop the figure that had hit him. He tried to stand, but he just fell back down. The last thing he heard before he fainted, was someone far off shouting his name; then he couldn't hear anything.
As he awoke, he found himself laying on a bed in the middle of a small, cramped bedroom. He could feel the warmth of the sunlight on his face as it filtered in from the window to his right. His eyes swept over the entire room, trying to find some sign that would tell him where exactly he was.
He looked around the room to see if anyone was there, but he couldn't see anyone. Then he heard a sound coming from a room next to the one he was in. He listened for more sound, but none came. When he was ready to give up and tell himself that he had just imagined the sound, someone walked quietly into his room.
It was a girl, and not just any girl. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. She had long, stringy, pink hair, and shiny, orb-like blue eyes. She was wearing a long , flowing dress that accented her beauty even more. She was carrying a tray with a bowl of soup on it.
She walked towards his bed, set down the tray, and began to walk to the door. "Wait!" he called to her, not wanting her to leave.
She paused, just feet from the doorway. "What?" she asked in response. Even her voice is beautiful, he thought to himself, then he remembered that she was still there, and he made up for his awkward staring by asking her the first question that came to his mind. "Who are you?"
She had probably saved his life, and he wanted to at least know her name. He still had thousands of other questions to ask her, but the most important one seemed to make him forget all of the others.
She turned around gracefully, and with a voice that sounded light like a whisper, she said, "My name is Mei Ashimo. What about yours?"
He finally stopped staring in time to say "Its…" he paused for a moment before continuing, "It's Horohoro Usui."
DarkTaoAngel: Ooh, climactic, isn't it? You all though Horo was dead, didn't you? Well I assure you that you will soon find out why he isn't gone after all. Please let me know if you liked it, and chappie #3 is going to be up soon!