Note: Yes! I am back once again! And with me I bring the next chapter of "Maybe Love is The Reason Why"! Yay! This one is definitely longer and definitely more emotional! So I hope you enjoy it and look forward to the next chapter! Please comment afterwards! Thanks!

Love and Fond wishes,

Victoria Faust

Disclaimer: I don't own Shaman King and I don't get any profit from this, so suing me won't do a damn thing.

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Faust took a step back. Yoh was lying on his operating table, still unconscious. The sight of Yoh's blood made Faust sick. It wasn't the sight of the blood itself . . . it was the fact that it was Yoh's blood. The blood of a loved one. Faust had tried it all, nothing seemed to have worked. Yoh was barely breathing and the gash was worse than expected. The only thing that was good was that Yoh's head wasn't bleeding that badly anymore.

Faust grabbed a chair and sat down. All he could do was wait. He leaned his head against his arm. Suddenly, a rush of hot anger flowed through his body.

"What did you do?" Faust said quietly.

Anna looked up. She was sitting on the floor, holding her knees.

"I...I don't . . . " Anna murmured.

"JUST TELL ME DAMNIT!" Faust yelled, looking at Anna.

A look of shock appeared on her face. She spoke hesitantly.

"Well . . . I knocked on his door, he wouldn't let me in . . . so I . . . I" Her eyes filled with tears.

"What? What did you do?" Faust asked, leaning forward in the chair.

"I kicked the door open!" She blurted.

Faust leaned back, no expression on his face.

"I didn't know he was right there!" She cried, tears flowing.

Faust stood up.

Silence.

"Crying won't help Yoh. Go get some water." Faust said, his back to Anna.

Anna stood in silence.

"NOW!"

He heard her run out the door and down the hall. Faust turned his head toward Yoh. Still unconscious. Faust ran his fingers through Yoh's hair and smiled. How good this would feel if Yoh was awake.

"Faust?"

Faust quickly withdrew his hand and turned toward the door. Anna.

"What were you doing?" She asked, suspicious.

"Feeling his gash, it's doing better." He lied, almost perfectly.

"Oh okay, I brought the water." She said, her voice losing it's suspicious edge. "What is it for?"

Faust didn't answer.

This is a whole different Anna, it's like she's lost the will to be controlling.

"Faust? I asked you, 'What is it for?' You still there?" Anna asked.

"Oh yes, um, it's for cleaning the blood and such off of Yoh's body." He said.

"Oh, should I do it?" Anna asked, trying to help.

"NO!" Faust answered back, a little too quickly.

Anna looked taken aback.

"I should do it because I will be more gentle and if anything goes wrong I can handle it."

"Okay . . . I'll wait out here." Anna left and shut the door.

Faust smiled. Peace at last. He looked at the water.

Better get started.

He took a rag and dipped it in the water, it was warm.

At least she did something right!

Faust ran the ran down Yoh's neck, wiping the blood off as much as he could.

This shouldn't be arousing . . . no. I can't do anything now. No, no no!

Faust fought with his emotions as well as possible, trying to clean Yoh off without starting something. Yoh moved. Faust took his hands away.

"F-Faust?" Yoh said weakly.

Fight it! Have some dignity man!

Yoh turned his head. He saw Faust and smiled.

Aw, screw dignity.

Faust dropped the cloth and kissed Yoh. Yoh breathed in sharply. Faust stopped quickly.

"Did I hurt you?" Faust asked, concerned.

"Of course not. Now kiss me." Yoh pulled Faust's jacket.

Faust leaned down and kissed Yoh, more passionately than before, being as gentle as he possibly could. It was difficult. The urge to pounce on Yoh and kiss him madly was unbearable.

Only did Faust break away for breath. Yoh's chest rose up and down rapidly and a furious blush had appeared on his cheeks. He closed his eyes.

"If only . . . I had . . . known." Yoh said between breaths. He looked over at Faust.

Faust had sat down and was holding his head in his hands.

"I-I'm so sorry Yoh." Faust choked out, getting teary.

"No! You didn't hurt me! I just have a massive headache . . . " Yoh massaged his head. Faust looked.

"Yoh! Don't!" Faust yelled.

Yoh looked down at his hand, horrified.

"What the hell? What happened?" Yoh asked, frantic.

"Well You had a little accident . . . okay a big accident. Anna kicked a door onto you and put a gash into your head. Nothing awfully serious happened though. Thankfully, she didn't crack your skull . . . You're very lucky." Faust explained.

"Yes, I'm very lucky, lucky to have you there to save me. Anna might have killed me if you weren't there to help." Yoh looked at Faust, sitting up.

"Yes, I suppose." Faust said, feeling the blush on his face intensify.

"Oh and Faust?" Yoh said, quietly.

"Hmm?"

"I lo- . . . " Yoh started.

Anna burst into the door.

"YOH! You're okay!" She hugged his neck. Yoh looked more shocked than ever.

God! This girl is hugging me! It looks like Anna, sounds like Anna, feels like her even, but it can't be her! NO! She doesn't show emotion. It must be Tamao or someone else . . .

"YOU SCARED THE HELL OUT OF ME!" Anna yelled, slapping Yoh across the face.

Nope, definitely Anna.

Anna rose her hand up to slap him again. Faust lunged forward and grabbed Anna's hand, midair.

"He needs rest, let me carry him to his room." Faust said, letting go of Anna.

Anna retreated and backed away.

"I'll pick up the door." She said, walking into the hall.

Faust walked over to Yoh and lifted him, carefully, off of the table. Yoh leaned against Faust's chest. He felt so warm and strong when Yoh felt so cold and weak. Faust blushed and smiled.

Oh, Yoh . . . I'm so glad you're all right. My love.

Faust stepped into Yoh's room and set him down on his bed.

"You'll be able to walk in a few hours," Faust looked at the clock, " If it's six o'clock now . . . You'll be able to walk by eleven thirty. Okay? Not that I'm recommending it though." Faust walked to the doorway and walked through.

He turned his head to look. Yoh was already turned on his side, falling asleep. Faust chuckled, quietly.

He walked down the hall to the kitchen, where Anna was.

"He'll be okay. Just stay out of his room and when the others return, tell them he went for another one of your extreme runs. No one goes in, understand?" Faust said, hands in his coat pocket.

Anna nodded.

"Good." Faust turned and walked back down the hall to his room, making a stop in Yoh's doorway. He leaned against the frame and watched the brunette sleep. He was so beautiful. Finally, after what seemed like forever, Faust had to leave. It hurt to see Yoh in pain. Yoh's pain caused him pain. Faust walked into his room and shut the door.

He looked straight at his operating table. Yoh's blood stained the sheets. Upon seeing it, Faust slid down the wall and sat on the floor, a complete wreck, a shadow of the man he once was. Obsessed with the one thing he couldn't have. Yoh.

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Love,

Victoria Faust