This is Chapter 12 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:

Yue has exited the Chou Senji Ryakketsu… now you need to read the rest of this chapter… and the next few ones too…

Quick note on this chapter: Yes, another short chapter… but I'm almost done editing the next one already :)

Enjoy Enjoy, and pls review!

Thank you!

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Yue was standing in a comforting darkness. It wrapped around her like a coat, and was as soft as fur. She inhaled and smelled sweet grass and flowers. Wind was by her, its shimmery hand combing her hair, caressing her face.

"Shichiyou ..."

The name thrilled her.

"Open your eyes, Shichiyou…"

"But Kaze, my eyes are open." Yue laughed at the sparkling lights twirling around her.

"No, they're not, Shichiyou."

"But I can see you."

"Open your eyes."

But they are open. What couldn't she see? Her head started spinning, and she collapsed.

The light was blinding, and she shut her eyes. Arms lifted her up, and cradled her. She smelt sweet grass and flowers, and felt the wind running its hands through her hair again. She let her eyes flutter open. Her Kaze's white cape was soft, his body tanned.

"Kaze?"

"My name is Hao."

"Hao?"

"I don't think you've remembered everything yet, Shichiyou. Come, some fresh air might make you feel better."

Hao placed her arms around his neck and whispered, "Hold on."

Yue's mind instructed her arms to hug Hao closer to her. She suddenly felt her muscles moving. She felt her hands inching forward, and the rest of her arms following as they tightened around him.

When Hao stepped out of the tent, the sun shot daggers of light into her eyes. Her head started spinning again, making her nauseous. She needed to stop moving.

"Can you put me down?" Her mind sent the instructions to her throat and the vibrations they created made her feel even worse.

She sat on the grass, her hands covering her eyes. When her fingers brushed her skin, the tickling sensation was a shock. She felt every touch she made on her face. As she sat on the grass, she realized that she could feel each blade of grass pricking her legs. When she looked at her hands, she could feel each muscle in her eye moving. She was aware that she had a body, but her mind seemed detached from everything else. It was as if her being had been ripped from her body, and placed in a new, clumsier one.

"Am I different?" she asked Hao. Her words came out slowly, her tongue experimenting with every sound it made.

"There's something different about you." Hao knelt down in front of her. He smiled.

It couldn't be bad if he was smiling, right?

"Where's Kasai?"

Who was Kasai? Why did she know his name? Kasai… Kasai… Holy Warrior of the Phoenix… He was a spirit… her spirit… she was a shaman…

"He's waiting for you in that tree." Hao pointed at the tree behind her. "Come, I'll carry you."