*Disclaimer: I do not own shaman king*
Anna emerged from the bathroom some time later feeling frustrated and lost. She kept on a stoic expression against her aged features as came back into the room. Hao was gone and the sun filtered in through the open blinds. The bed had been made, neatly and precise, almost military-like. Anna looked around the large room. The sunlight gave her a better view of how luxurious the room really was.
The bed was no surprise but then there were the bay windows that overlook Patch Villages in the morning sunrise. Their curtains were a deep reddish- drown woven with lighter earth colors in Patch designs. Anna fingered the soft material as it fluttered in the soft breeze as she explored her way around the room. There was a chest at the end of the bed. Yet, when Anna tried to open it, a vicious looking spirit emerged with sharp purple eyes and features that were a cross between a snake and a hyena, hissing.
"Ssssorry, Lady Annnnna. Only Masssster Hao may open this chessssst," he said. Anna glared at the spirit and continued looking around the room. Eventually she came across another door, embroidered with lovely designs with a handle chiseled to look like an out spread owl wing. Anna opened the door to find a rather small walk-in closet filled with woman's clothes. Most were black dresses but there were some other things of color as well. Anna fingered one of the velvet black dresses then pulled it down off the wooden hanger.
"Lady Anna," a timid voice called behind her. Anna turned around to see a nervous pink-hair girl dressed in baggy pants and an orange shirt that curved around was her chest was developed. She held a silver tray with a steaming bowl, juice and toast in her hands.
"Tamao," Anna asked. The girl straightened up; her face went rigid with anxiety. Tamao looked about the same age as her with curved hips and longer legs.
"Master Hao told me to bring you some breakfast," Tamao quickly said, the tray shaking in her hands. Anna raised her eyebrow suspiciously. Master Hao? What was she talking about? What about Master Yoh? Deep pain filled Anna stomach and her heart tightened. She winced.
"Lady Anna, "Tamao cried. She ran out of the room. Anna heard the tray being dropped onto a table and Tamao trip as she rush back into the closet. She was at Anna's side instantly. "Are you alright, Miss Anna?"
"I am fine," Anna replied, coolly. Tamao's pink eyes looked worriedly up and down Anna. She ringed her hands nervously and chewed on her bottom lip.
"Lady Anna...I..."
"Stop calling me Lady Anna, " she snapped. Tamao winced, squeaking and shivering in fear. Anna eyebrows went up. She never frightened Tamao this much before. Tamao was shaking terribly and on the brink of tears as if she was going to be punished severely. Anna huffed angrily and put her hands on her hips.
"Tamao. Stop crying now. I am not going to hurt you," she ordered firmly. Tamao went extremely stiff and she folded her hand together. She bowed down with her hair flying around her face. Anna felt an instant flash of familiarity as Tamao bowed and trembled in front of her. Anna pursed her lips angrily. This was really beginning to irritate her.
"I am sorry.... I am so sorry Lady Anna. Here let me help you get dressed," she said distractedly. Tamao moved like a rigid robot as she began to remove the robe from Anna's body. She gently took the sleeves and slid them off her arms. Anna jumped with alarm and smacked Tamao out of pure instinct. Tamao fell back, holding her cheek with tears streaming.
"I can dress myself, " Anna said firmly. Though somewhere in her subconscious, Tamao dressing her was familiar.
"I am sorry...I am sorry...please...don't...don't..."
"Don't what, Tamao? Spit it out," Anna ordered as she removed the robe, briskly.
"Don't...tell...Master Hao..."
"What? Why would I do that? This is none of that pyromaniac's business," Anna replied, pulling the black dress over her head. She smoothed out delicately the dress with her hands and pulled her hair out of the back. She looked back to see Tamao had stopped shaking and her mouth was wide with trembling lips.
"Lady Anna...How could you speak of your husband that way?"
"What!" Anna turned around in surprise and grabbed Tamao by her shoulders. "What did you say Tamao?"
"Master Hao...your husband...the Shaman King, "Tamao sputtered as Anna shook her for some answers. Anna froze and dropped Tamao. Tamao scurried away quickly, rushing out of the room and slamming the door behind her. Anna stood still for a moment, looking absently out into the room. Hao is my husband? Hao is the Shaman King? The words made sense in a twisted and faint way as she repeated them over in her head. Why did not she remember any of this? Why was everything a void to her? . She suddenly felt delirious and numb, shaky, as if she had not eaten in days. Anna slowly walked out of the closet and looked around at the room.
"Hao is my husband. Hao is the Shaman King, "Anna said softly into the air as if testing out the words in the physical world. "No. That is not right, "Anna yelled into the silent room. "I am not Hao's wife. I am Yoh's! Where is Yoh?"
"Yoh is dead," a voice said out of nowhere.
*To be continued...* * A little more talking in this one
Anna emerged from the bathroom some time later feeling frustrated and lost. She kept on a stoic expression against her aged features as came back into the room. Hao was gone and the sun filtered in through the open blinds. The bed had been made, neatly and precise, almost military-like. Anna looked around the large room. The sunlight gave her a better view of how luxurious the room really was.
The bed was no surprise but then there were the bay windows that overlook Patch Villages in the morning sunrise. Their curtains were a deep reddish- drown woven with lighter earth colors in Patch designs. Anna fingered the soft material as it fluttered in the soft breeze as she explored her way around the room. There was a chest at the end of the bed. Yet, when Anna tried to open it, a vicious looking spirit emerged with sharp purple eyes and features that were a cross between a snake and a hyena, hissing.
"Ssssorry, Lady Annnnna. Only Masssster Hao may open this chessssst," he said. Anna glared at the spirit and continued looking around the room. Eventually she came across another door, embroidered with lovely designs with a handle chiseled to look like an out spread owl wing. Anna opened the door to find a rather small walk-in closet filled with woman's clothes. Most were black dresses but there were some other things of color as well. Anna fingered one of the velvet black dresses then pulled it down off the wooden hanger.
"Lady Anna," a timid voice called behind her. Anna turned around to see a nervous pink-hair girl dressed in baggy pants and an orange shirt that curved around was her chest was developed. She held a silver tray with a steaming bowl, juice and toast in her hands.
"Tamao," Anna asked. The girl straightened up; her face went rigid with anxiety. Tamao looked about the same age as her with curved hips and longer legs.
"Master Hao told me to bring you some breakfast," Tamao quickly said, the tray shaking in her hands. Anna raised her eyebrow suspiciously. Master Hao? What was she talking about? What about Master Yoh? Deep pain filled Anna stomach and her heart tightened. She winced.
"Lady Anna, "Tamao cried. She ran out of the room. Anna heard the tray being dropped onto a table and Tamao trip as she rush back into the closet. She was at Anna's side instantly. "Are you alright, Miss Anna?"
"I am fine," Anna replied, coolly. Tamao's pink eyes looked worriedly up and down Anna. She ringed her hands nervously and chewed on her bottom lip.
"Lady Anna...I..."
"Stop calling me Lady Anna, " she snapped. Tamao winced, squeaking and shivering in fear. Anna eyebrows went up. She never frightened Tamao this much before. Tamao was shaking terribly and on the brink of tears as if she was going to be punished severely. Anna huffed angrily and put her hands on her hips.
"Tamao. Stop crying now. I am not going to hurt you," she ordered firmly. Tamao went extremely stiff and she folded her hand together. She bowed down with her hair flying around her face. Anna felt an instant flash of familiarity as Tamao bowed and trembled in front of her. Anna pursed her lips angrily. This was really beginning to irritate her.
"I am sorry.... I am so sorry Lady Anna. Here let me help you get dressed," she said distractedly. Tamao moved like a rigid robot as she began to remove the robe from Anna's body. She gently took the sleeves and slid them off her arms. Anna jumped with alarm and smacked Tamao out of pure instinct. Tamao fell back, holding her cheek with tears streaming.
"I can dress myself, " Anna said firmly. Though somewhere in her subconscious, Tamao dressing her was familiar.
"I am sorry...I am sorry...please...don't...don't..."
"Don't what, Tamao? Spit it out," Anna ordered as she removed the robe, briskly.
"Don't...tell...Master Hao..."
"What? Why would I do that? This is none of that pyromaniac's business," Anna replied, pulling the black dress over her head. She smoothed out delicately the dress with her hands and pulled her hair out of the back. She looked back to see Tamao had stopped shaking and her mouth was wide with trembling lips.
"Lady Anna...How could you speak of your husband that way?"
"What!" Anna turned around in surprise and grabbed Tamao by her shoulders. "What did you say Tamao?"
"Master Hao...your husband...the Shaman King, "Tamao sputtered as Anna shook her for some answers. Anna froze and dropped Tamao. Tamao scurried away quickly, rushing out of the room and slamming the door behind her. Anna stood still for a moment, looking absently out into the room. Hao is my husband? Hao is the Shaman King? The words made sense in a twisted and faint way as she repeated them over in her head. Why did not she remember any of this? Why was everything a void to her? . She suddenly felt delirious and numb, shaky, as if she had not eaten in days. Anna slowly walked out of the closet and looked around at the room.
"Hao is my husband. Hao is the Shaman King, "Anna said softly into the air as if testing out the words in the physical world. "No. That is not right, "Anna yelled into the silent room. "I am not Hao's wife. I am Yoh's! Where is Yoh?"
"Yoh is dead," a voice said out of nowhere.
*To be continued...* * A little more talking in this one
