little talk
In this story, Tamao has parents. Apparently in Shaman King, Yoh's father took her in.
Summary: Hao is the rooster. Tamao is the lamb. Her parents have her transfer to another school because of the troubles she has at school. Now alone, and somewhat stranded, she tries to make a new life with the chance her parents have given her. HaoTamao
"bento" is something like…bringing to school homemade lunch. They have interesting looking lunch boxes in Asia….
Disclaimer: I don't own Shaman King. But I made up a few names/characters…
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An excerpt from the previous chapter…
"Your new school uniform…they will have it for you there."
Tamao stood up, and picked up her school bag. "Well, I'm off." Her mother gave her a encouraging smile, and watched her daughter walk down the street, and turn the corner.
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The Cocky Rooster and the Sheepish Lamb
Chapter 2
"Ohmygosh, is that really true? Did that little bitch really…?" a small crowd loitered around the desk of the voted most-beautiful-girl-in-the-school, Meiko.
"She is, I overheard the teachers talking about it," announced Meiko, herself. "I think they're relieved, after all the trouble she's caused." The girl flipped back her light brown hair that hung around her shoulders. "We'll just have to make sure at lunch."
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"Tama-chan!" a girl with short, dark blue hair ran up to her. "I heard that--"
"Riki, I know." The quiet, strawberry haired girl sat at her desk.
"But that's so, that's so--"
" 'That's so' what?" Tamao finally looked up at the girl.
Riki bunched her hands in fists, and began a slight motion of pouting. "It's not fair! You shouldn't have to leave! If anything, they should be gone!" she kept her voice down from screaming, "Why did you do this? Why'd your parents let you? Why didn't you tell me this earlier!"
"Are you mad? Are you mad that I'm moving away?" Tamao sunk her head again.
"You…you could at least have told me this the first thing when you came here. Not like now, half of the day is almost gone!" Riki began a small fit which caused many heads to turn. And after everything, though more like just Riki, started to calm down, she slammed her hand on Tamao's desk. "C'mon, let's eat." The girl drew her desk in front of Tamao's, and sat down.
Tamao just sat there as she watched her only friend take out her bento, and eat. Our last lunch together. Our last school day together.
"Hey, Tamao, didn't you bring anything to eat?"
"I'll be fine."
"Just take it out, already. Having you watching me eat makes me feel weird." Riki pointed her chopsticks at herself. "So anyway, you've already transferred to a school, right?"
Tamao nodded her head.
"What school?"
"Saint Henri's Academy."
"Eh? Why are you going to a religious school for? You're not affiliated…are you?"Unidentified flying objectscameout from Riki's mouth-- the consequence of chewing food with your mouth open.
"Um…no reason. They just have a stricter school policy." Tamao mumbled a bit, unsure of the reason why she was even attending a religious school.
"Stricter policies make rebellious people." Riki stated the sentence as though it was fact. Or even law. She saw her friend picking at her vegetables, andgave Tamao a weary eye, "Don't waste food."
"I'm not really hungry today." Tamao sighed, and looked at her friend's empty bento. "I'm going to put my bento in my locker, okay?"
Without waiting for a response, Tamao hopped out of the classroom. As she turned a corner, her lunch went flying out of her hands.
"Oh, Tamao, are you alright?" The boy she bumped into picked up her bento off the ground.
"S-sorry, Kazuya-kun."
"Hey, your bento, it's still full!" Kazuya laughed. "May I eat it?"
"Um…" Tamao looked at his smiling eyes. Kazuya wasn't exactly the pretty boy of the school, but charming enough to take you away.
"Oh, sorry," he said while fidgeting with her lunch box, "I shouldn't be saying those kinds of things, should I? Risa would be mad…. Here, take it." He handed the bento back to her.
"Arigatou, Kazuya-kun." Tamao bowed a little, and started to leave for her locker.
"Wait, Tamao? I hear that you're --"
"It's true." She murmured over her shoulder to him, and continued walking down the hall. She reached her locker, and the un-oiled hinges squealed when she opened it. A white business envelope laid against the inside perimeter. Tamao set down her lunch box, and absentmindedly reached for the envelope. She lifted the unsealed flap, and took out the folded, lined notebook paper.
Tamao, I guess I should've told you this sooner. I don't really know how to say this, but -- you really a lot to me. I know it's kind of stupid, since you're going to be leaving. And besides that, Risa would be mad if she knew…though honestly I didn't really like her that much in the first place anyway. I'll break up with Risa if I mean anything to you. I'd do it if it was for you. --Kazuya
Tamao sighed. There's nothing you can do about it now, she thought. Yet, she smiled, folded the letter, and held it in her hands.
"Hey, what is that?"
Tamao turned around to find Meiko peering over her shoulder.
"It's, it's a letter, a note." Tamao stammered, looking down at the floor.
"Gimmie it." Meiko snatched the wad of paper from Tamao, and unfolded it. Tamao stood there, frozen, her knees began to shake. She looked up to she Meiko's beautiful eyes viciously scanning the piece of paper. The same pair of beautiful eyes glanced at Tamao, and came a sudden blow.
"You whore! You're trying to take Kazuya away from Risa!" Meiko struck Tamao with her other hand that held the letter. The girl dropped the letter on the floor, and purposefully stomped on it. "Hey Risa, get over here!" foul words coming from such a pretty face.
"What?" Risa's face was flushed, obviously after seeing a certain someone.
"Read it!" Meiko released Tamao from her grip, and dropped her on the ground. She kicked the note over to the other girl. Near the bottom of the lockers, Tamao cowered in her place. The last thing she needed was another hit. While Meiko stood by Risa, another face came to the scene. The person behind Meiko, and Risa tried to say something to her, but she couldn't make it out. Suddenly, Risa let out a short shriek, she stomped, and bent over Tamao. Tamao shut her eyes tightly, as if by not seeing, she would not feel. If she only saw the vast darkness behind her eyelids, she would feel nothing. See nothing. Know nothing.
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(disclaimer:) I made up that school name, not intended to represent any real school….