This is my first Shaman King fanfic. Please comment and tell me what you think. I'm still new to writing fic's. I tried to keep them in character as much as possible. I hope I succeeded.
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Anna had never seemed much like the romantic, wife type. Others
viewed her with reverence, fear, and possibly even paranoia. She didn't
mind. To her, it was a way of gaining respect she felt she most rightly
deserved. After all, who else could whip the boys into shape? Tama's
too timid, and Jun is always off with her precious Bailong. Not that that
was a bad thing. Anna was actually quite happy that Rin's older sister
finally found some contentment in her life.
"Marie, I love you! Don't leave me!"
"But Jack, I love Brandon!"
"But Marie! I don't love YOU! I love JACK!"
Marie faints
That was the sequence Anna was currently watching on the soap opera
"Sex, Drugs, Violence, and Drama". Anna had to admit, she got swept
away by soap's pretty easily, though she found them ridiculous at first.
But then again, when you're bored, you'll do almost anything to amuse
yourself. But now it was even worse.
The boys had gone to America to participate in the Shaman Tournament,
and she of course was left behind. She was still hurt that Yoh wouldn't
spend his last evening there with her. She and Tama had a prepared a
meal for the boys, but they totally disregarded their efforts. At least,
that's how she felt. It's hard to see other viewpoints when you've been
emotionally hurt. She supposed people would be surprised to find she
had emotions at all that weren't characteristic of a slave-driving house
wife. She didn't usually go soft around people. She could just see
Manta's reaction… She cracked a smirk at the thought.
The soap continued:
"Jack! Why? Why can't you love me the way you love Sara!"
"Marie! I just cannot return your love! I love her now! You must
understand!"
"NEVER!" kisses passionately
Sara walks in "OH NOES! That's my lover you're passionately kissing!"
"HE'S Mine now!"
Brandon steps in "But Marie! Don't you know? Sara is your long-lost
twice removed illegitimate and partially crippled younger sister!"
everyone "GASP!"
Ok, now things were getting interesting. Not necessarily in a good or
bad sense, but rather in the sense that Anna could not resist drama. Not
in real life of course. Why should she start drama in real life cough.
Also, she couldn't help but let out an amused laugh at the stupidity of
the people and unrealistic events in these soap operas. Perhaps that was
one of the things she found most enjoyable about them. She continued
munching on the chips she had with her, when she heard distant thunder,
the first signs of an on-coming storm.
Anna loved rain. She always found it relaxing to her. It was cool and
refreshing, and it helped her to think. She remembered staring at it when
she was young. Yoh was always too distracted though. He'd either be
training, eating, sleeping, or reading the latest comics with the local
\ghosts. He Didn't mind the rain either, but Anna felt he didn't take the
time to really appreciate it like she did.
Yoh was different, that was for certain. His nonchalant attitude often got
on her nerves, and he seemed addicted to sleep. But over the years, she
felt she grew to appreciate these traits about him. After all, he wouldn't
be the Yoh she cares about if he didn't have those laid back traits.
Perhaps in a way, they balanced each other out. She kept him in line, and
he helped her to relax. Even she couldn't help but smile at his antics.
Though she'd never openly admit it, Manta, she felt, had been one the
best things to happen to Yoh. Shorty brought out the best in Yoh, and
gave Yoh a true sense of companionship that not even a ghost could've
given him. Plus, without Shorty, who would do the housework?
But Manta had become like family over the past few months. Yoh
needed a friend to help him out and encourage him. And not only that,
but he won't have to worry about making enemies with Manta in the
tournament. Anna couldn't help but feel slightly jealous of the lil' freak.
Yoh had never opened up to her like he does Manta. She wanted him to,
though. She wanted to know what was going on in his life, what he was
feeling and what he wanted. But for some reason he never really opened
up to her. Perhaps he was scared of her more than she thought…
The soap opera was now drawing to a close:
Announcer "Is Marie really pregnant with the Minister's baby! Will Sara
ever tell Jim she is his daughter! WHO KIDNAPPED BRANDON! And
why is Jack in the Mafia! All will be revealed on the next episode of
'Sex, Drugs, Violence, and Drama'!"
'That's stupid. Everyone knows Brandon kidnapped himself in order
to get close to Jack, even though Jack is actually dying of a fatal
illness' Anna stopped thinking. Wow. She really was getting too into
these things. She decided to take a break. Picking up the remote she
turned off the tv and cleaned up the area she was currently sitting in. She
could hear the rain and thunder outside, and suddenly felt compelled to
go watch it. She was feeling more reflective that usually. The house was
just too quiet without the boys.
Getting up, she walked to the kitchen and put away the chips. She then
turned her attention to the door leading to the courtyard. Stepping
outside, she felt cold. So grabbing a jacket, she stepped outside once
more. The rain was coming down hard, but peacefully. She knelt on the
porch and blew warm breathe into her hands. It had been three weeks
since Yoh left for America and she missed him. She couldn't deny it.
She just wouldn't admit it.
'Maybe I should surprise him… who knows what sort of trouble he's
in without me to guide him' Anna couldn't suppress a slight sarcastic
laugh. She could just imagine the boys' faces if she showed up there
unexpectedly. Especially Yoh. Hopefully he wasn't in any sort of
confrontation with Hao. 'Shoot. I forgot about him…' She suddenly
felt uneasy. 'Maybe I should pay a visit…' A clash of lightning broke
Anna from her thoughts. She had all the faith in the world in Yoh, but
she still worried about what trouble he could get into. His lighthearted
attitude sometimes made him pass for a pushover.
A while of silence passed, and Anna soon became drowsy. Walking
inside and shutting the door, she removed her coat and checked the
clock. 10:08 pm.
She decided she would sleep on it. Maybe after a good night's sleep she
could think more clearly. At this point however, she was too exhausted
to think.
Heading to the bathroom, she took care of her night business before
walking slowly into her room. She fixed her bed and turned out the light.
Finally, she could sleep. Being the future Shaman King's future wife
was not an easy job. She deserved some rest.
She slept peacefully through the night.
Thank you all for reading!