I'm sosososososososo vrey sorry! T T I got a new computer, but then it restarded 10 times and over last night, and while I was typing, popups fills my screen every five seconds, literally. Well anyways, I'm very sorry! I'll hide now.

But before I hide, thanks to Magic Girl Pretty Sammy-Chan, Manta is now added onto the list! Here it is:

Ryu

Chocolove

Ren

Hao

Horohoro

Lyserg

Yoh

Jun

Marion

Elisa

Pyron

Anna

Kanna

Nichrome

Tamao

Pilica

Macchi

Faust

Marco

Manta

Um...since part of this genre is general, and I can't think of anything humourus with the following paring, I guess I'll just write angst...which I suck at. Well, I suck at humour equally, so I guess that's okay. I'm going to hide again

Paring: KannaxHao

Rating: K+

Genre: Angst

Title: Burst of Flame

Warning: Spoilers for the ending! And OOCness.

"Hao-sama," She breathed, hesitated; bowed, then left.

Where are you?

"Kanna, get your butt up here! Hao-sama is waiting!" The voice of Macchi snapped Kanna from her thoughts. "Yeah, yeah..." She muttered, getting up from her sitting position. "Come on, Kanna! Hurry up!" Apparently, her mutter was not loud enough for someone who was only less than a meter away to hear. "OKAY, SHUT UP!" Sighing, her stretched and dragged a pouting Macchi up the hill. "Look who needs to hurry up now." "Shut up."

Upon reaching the top of the hill, Kanna sighed again. What the hell was I thinking? "Kanna, stop sighing! You're getting old already. And stop dragging me by the ear! It hurts, you know." Macchi continues to ramble on, and doesn't stop when Hao was in sight. Kanna stops. "Hao-sama," She breathed, hesitated; bowed, then –

"Macchi, Kanna." He said Macchi's name first. "Mari has already left; where were you two?" He asks the question, and neither answers. Sooner or later, he'd wave his hand in dismissal of their explaination, stating how it was not important, when he asked them in the first place. Just as predicted, he waved his hand. "Nevermind. You know me too well." He chuckled, eyes squinting into a curve for a smile; squinted just enough so that a thin line was opened, opened enough so that he could still see them. He doesn't trust us enough. The smile stayed, and he opened his eyes. There was no forced edge to it; over a thousand years of practise. "Go now, to the village. To there." He couldn't speak in strait, clear sentances anymore; purposely, he spoke in riddles, until it became a habbit.He thought in riddles; if one could read his mind, they might not even understand it.

Nodding, the two left, disappearing; to the land of the stars. And they'd watch as Hao took the proclaimed win, stealing his own brother's soul – or, in his words, completing himself. To complete – it meant the end, didn't it? It was sick, of course – but they enjoyed it. Hao enjoyed it; doing things like that; why did she come here in the first place?

Because he lied to me.

The fight was over; her Hao-sama won – at first, then his brother took over the win.

The first time was over.

He'd try it again.

She'd wanted this, thought that when Hao-sama won, he'd be happy, and his happiness was all that mattered. But she didn't – she didn't want him to win, didn't want him to leave.

All this time, they were only being used – she was being used, especially her – and even Opacho, who'd trusted him so much.

Lies.

"Hao-sama;" She hesitated, "Hao...what are you going to do now?" The latter closed his eyes, a relaxed smile on his face. "Live as the shaman king, of course. I can do anything I want. " Anything he wants.

But he doesn't want anything. He already has everything.

"I'm going to rebulid this world, Kanna, a world with only strong shamans, a world with only people like us..." He looked like a child who was fantazising, about this great thing he was going to do; and in the end, to succeed. "I need a world like this." Kanna looked down. "But you're going to have to leave. You're going to have to leave this reality to go to your dream, Hao." Hao looked a her, a frown apparent, but not completely visible. "This reality? This, Kanna, is the dream. A dream that we're all going to wake up from, to find something better." "It'll take years. Decades, perhaps." She reminded. "Decades." He agreed. "You'll live long enough to wait for me, yes? I believe in you. I believe in you strength." He doesn't believe in me. "I really do, Kanna. Live for me, alright?" She wanted to believe him. But she knew that he was just waiting for her to die. He didn't need her anymore. "Yes." She answered, nevertheless.

"Hao...do you love your status more than me?" The latter stared at her like she was crazy. "Kanna; I'm not..." He trailed off, leaving his words hanging, but Kanna knew what he meant.

Hao didn't know what she meant.

"Look, Kanna, I already said – I love you." He pulls her into an embrace, and even though it was something hed never do to anyone else – she felt he was lying. He says it so easily. "I'll always stay by your side. I'll never leave you." He promised. He realized that he was being contradictory, and quickly added, "Not forever, at least." He huggs her tighter.

Finally, they break apart, and Kanna thanks Hao. Hao nodds, and they go back into their new palace, owned by King Hao Asakura once again.

Kanna hears shifting.

She looks out the window and sees Hao, in his usual attire, the one that he felt most comfortable in when in battle. Standing there, in the middle of the night, probably so that no one will wake up to see him.

Hao, who wasn't beside her.

Hao, who was out there instead.

Hao, who was leaving.

Quickly, despite the chill of the night,she rushed out of the palace in tank tops and shorts.

"Hao!" The flame was already lit around the latter, though he is unaffected by it. Kanna knows the fire; it lets him travel. It lets him dissappear. "Hao!" She yells again, louder this time. Through the burst of flame, he looks and her, and smiles. "Wait for me, Kanna." He seems to say, though she couldn't hear him properly. The blazing fire along with the wind has blocked out most of the sounds. "Hao!" She yells again, even louder this time, and reaches out to the fire. To Hao. "No! Don't leave yet! You can't leave yet! How about everyone! Macchi, Mari, Opacho, and how about me!" Hao looks away. "I need to do this, Kanna. For us." For you. Not me. Not really me. "Me, Hao! ME! I need you!" She was being selfish, she knew, but Hao was more selfish. He says that he was going to do this to the world, but really, he was just doing it for himself.

And he read her mind, looked at her and whispered, "Just wait for me."

"HAO!" And the fire encircled him entirely, burning, disappearing with him – until there was nothing left.

I'll always stay by your side. He had promised.

I'll never leave you. He had promised again.

But he left just a second ago.

Kanna smiles. She fingers a little piece of paper, with the words Hao said before he left. Just wait for me. It was a lie, of course; he seemed so fond of them, he was probably the lie himself. And she'd fallen for the lie; fallen for the thousand year old who had the form of a thirteen year old, fallen for the man who'd tamed her with lies;

But then again, she was pretty fond of those lies, too.

She blinked and a strand of hair fell infront of her face, blurring her vision even more. So after all, she couldn't win against Nichrome. She thought she could, obviously, because he looked like a little kid.

Of course, so did Hao.

Just wait for me. Her smile grew wider.

Her vision was dead now, and her hearing was on the edge. She brought the piece of paper to her eyes, wishing to read it one last time. She sensed a presence beside her, and that presence seemed to be reaching towards the piece of paper. From what little energy she had left, she held the paper close to her chest, protecting it. She sensed the hand retreating, and slowly unclutched the paper, her strength fading from her.

"You waited for me." A smooth silky voice said, though it sounded fuzzy and unclear to Kanna's dying ears.

"You waited for me." The voice said again. It was a half lie – she couldn't stay long enough. She smiled for the last time. She was especially fond of this lie. "Hao-sama," She breathed, hesitated; attempted to bow, then left.

Left this world, and into Hao-sama's dream. Now he'll think of her forever...

Now you can laugh at me and tell me how much this sucked.

Seriosuly, during my whole time typing this story, basically the only thought in my head was Holy (bleep) holy (bleep) holy (BLEEP). I realized, by this point, that I wasn't wrong, because this sounded like some super-emo-sappy-love-story.

I bet there's a million typos here. Noooooo.

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