This is Chapter 7 of Forgotten Shamans vol 1: The Bride of the Tao.

I do not own Shaman King or any of its characters. I'm just a gigantic fan XD…

Recap:

Ren has met Jing Yue (Silver Moon) his fiance. Kasai is Yue's guardian spirit. Yue is leaving Tao Manor.

The next installment of the story is here. Enjoy enjoy!

And have a good day!

Alohas all around :)

P/S Thanks CarCar for talking it over with me. It really means a ton.

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Ren, Jun, and their mother were at the door, exchanging the required pleasantries of "we wish you could stay longer," "good bye and have a safe trip," and "come back again soon." Once that conversation was exhausted, Ren and Jun escorted Yue up to the traveler's path.

"Well. I guess this is goodbye for now." Yue said, holding out her hand to shake Jun's.

Jun looked at her, ignoring the outstretched hand. "Stay out of our way until the Shaman Fight is over. Don't be a nuisance." Then she turned and walked back to the house.

Ren watched as Yue's eyes sparkled. Her emotions were flickers of light, and her stifled anger made them dance around in a mad frolic.

When Yue finally looked away from Jun's retreating figure, she turned to see Ren looking at her. He wasn't staring, just looking.

The specs of lavender light slowed, as if tired of the dance. Now, they waltzed towards the center of her eyes, and then settled into a deep amethyst. Her eyes intrigued him.

Yue reached into her pack, and pulled out a necklace. It was a metal star tied onto a black chord. She tossed it towards Ren, and then walked away.

As he walked back to the Tao Manor, Ren looked at the talisman that Yue had tossed at him. He reflected on the strange girl that had spent the night at his manor.

He was impressed with her fighting technique. It wasn't often he fought with someone who used a whip. That was a weapon that required training, much more than just mere swings. If she wasn't competent with the weapon, she was more likely to hurt herself than her opponent.

He sensed there was something different about her. When she had first stepped into the manor, she was loud. Polite, but noisy. She chattered incessantly when it wasn't needed. Maybe she talked to convince herself that she was alive. Or maybe she was just loved the sound of her own voice. But she had held her tongue when Jun had said her goodbye. In fact, she had barely spoken all morning. She didn't even say a word to him before she walked away.

Then he recalled her eyes, the one feature she had no control of. He remembered the flickers, and the specks, and the myriad of shades that lived and died.

Ren had been surrounded by death for so long that he had forgotten what life was. And for a few moments, life was dancing for him. He looked at the talisman again and was about to smile.

In response, the curse, whose mark was on his back, pressed down on him. Ren looked up at the Tao Manor, and remembered his mission, his purpose in life.

How could he let himself get distracted by someone he had barely met? He could still see the violet in her eyes, and he focused in on them, his mind crushing each and every flicker, until the violet had changed into a deathly gray, like everything else around him.