Hello again! I am here with the second chapter. I'm kinda sad that I did not get that many reviews in the first chapter but oh well. So here we go, lets get in with the story!

Disclaimer: I do not own Shaman King.

Manta continued to look at the face of the person who five years ago hurt him very badly, and now had just saved him.

Yoh Asakura. The first real friend he ever had.

He was stuck between taking the hand and asking the thousands of questions he had for the man, or just getting up and walking away from him. It was the later one to win. Manta frowned and got off the ground, he pushed past the other and walked out of the ally.

"Manta wait!" Yoh followed the shorter boy on into the street. "Hey, don't you remember me?"

Manta just kept walking, wanting to get away from the brown haired boy. But Yoh manage to catch up the him and match his pace.

"Hung out all the time, went star gazing at the cemetery?" Yoh tried to look the other boy in the face but Manta kept looking away. "We're best friends."

"Were!" Manta hissed as he came to a sudden stop and turned to the other. "We were best friends."

Yoh flinched a little at the venom in the blondes voice.

"Manta please listen, look I even brought Amidamaru." As if on cue the samurai ghost pop up beside Yoh.

"Hello it is good to see you again Lord Manta." The spirit said giving a smile and small bow. Manta glared at Yoh, ignoring the ghost as he was not even there.

"What are you talking about?"

"You remember Amidamaru, my guardian ghost." Yoh said with a care free smile.

Manta stood still his fist shaking, he could see the ghost he knew he could, he saw lots of ghosts. He just wish he couldn't.

"You were with me when-."

"Are you stupid?" Manta interrupted.

"What?" Yoh asked.

Manta's glare toward the boy became more intense. "Ghost aren't real!"

With that Manta turned and ran from the shocked shaman, leaving him standing in the street. Yoh stood there staring after him, even when he couldn't see him anymore, he kept staring.

Amidamaru hovered near his friend, the old samurai had a slightly shocked looked in his face. He turned to Yoh, who just kept looking in the direction that Manta had run.

"Lord Yoh?" Amidamaru said breaking the silence. Yoh continued to stare off. They stayed there for what seemed like hours before the shaman finally spoke.

"Ghost aren't real?" Yoh repeated his old friends words with a look of sadness. "I know he can see you. So why did he say that?"

He turned to his ghost friend, hoping for an answer, but all he received was a small shrug.

"I am not sure. I too could see that he was aware I was here, but ignored me as if I was not." Yoh turned away from Amidamaru and again stared at the place he last saw the shorter boy.

"Manta, what happened to you?"

At least six blocks away Manta was still running, not stopping until he was a block away from his apartment. Only then did he stop to catch his breath. He fell to his knees as he took in large gulps of air, trying to calm his racing heart, and mind. At times like these Manta was glad he had moved out of this parents home. He had a better chance to think, and right now that's just what he needed.

"What's that guy even doing back here?" Manta mused aloud once his breath was calmer. "He blames me for everything then five-years later starts acting like nothing happened and everything's all alright!"

Manta let out a sound of frustration and ran his fingers through his hair. Standing up he began to make his way back home. As he walked he let his mind wonder.

"I don't want to be your friend anymore Manta" Manta thought back to the dream he had this morning, then to Yoh's words just moments ago. "We're best friends."

Manta could feel tears well up in his eyes as he thought the words over, and he could not stop the memories of when he and Yoh were younger from flooding his mind. The first time he met the young shaman, the first time he met Amidamaru and Anna, and every battle he saw Yoh fight. Right to the one against Faust, the one that had landed then both in the hospital and had ended their friendship.

Before the tears could fall Manta ran to his apartment, after shutting the door he flopped face first on his bed and sobbed into his pillow.

Why, why did he have to come back? Why did he have to stir up these feeling the short teen had been holding in for years? Why did Manta have to be in love with him?

Yes, love. Manta was deeply in love, at first he thought it was just admiration. Yoh had been his first real friend. It was in the hospital after the fight with Faust that Manta realized he loved the taller boy. Then everything was crushed in a single blow by Yoh's words. He knew from the beginning that they couldn't be together, what with Anna and Yoh already being together, but hearing what he did killed him.

Manta continued to cry until, with swollen eyes and a pounding head, sleep over took him.

The next morning the residents of the Oyamada house found their breakfast interrupted when a knock sounded from the front door.

"I'll get it." Mannoko said and went for the door, her red shoes clicking against the floor, and matching red dress swishing against her legs. Red bows hung in her her sandy blonde hair.

"If it's another salesman just send him away." Called her father, Mansumi. Another knocked sounded from the door.

"Coming, coming!" The seven year old opened the door quickly, half expecting a salesman, but instead was met with a tall boy with long brown hair. There was something about him that seemed familiar.

"Hi, I'm looking for Manta." The boy smiled at the girl. "Is he home?"

"Manta doesn't live here anymore." Mannoko replied. She looked at the strange boy, trying to figure out were she had seen him. The boy frowned.

"Doesn't live...What do you mean?"

Finally Mannoko realized who the boy in front of her was. It was the boy that her older brother always hung out with years ago.

"Your Yoh Asakura!" Mannoko exclaimed.

"Uh...yeah." Yoh smiled sheepishly, but the smile quickly disappeared. "What do you mean Manta doesn't live here anymore?"

"Just that." The two turned to see Mansumi standing behind his daughter. He glared at the long haired boy standing outside his door. The boy that had turned Manta against him, made him start talking about ghost and other nonsense.

"Well were is he?" Yoh asked glaring back at the man.

"I don't know and I don't care. We have not seen him in a couple years, and I say good, he is lucky I have not disowned him." Mansumi's glare intensified more as he talked about his son. "Now I suggest you leave before I get even more angry."

With that he slammed the door in the shamans face. Yoh stood there, his whole body shaking with anger.

"How can he say that, how can he not care about his own family?" Yoh thought as he continued to stand there. After another minute he let out a sigh then turned down the walkway.

"Hey!" Yoh stopped as a voice called out, he turned only to by hit in the head by an eraser. He managed to catch it before it fell to the ground. A piece of paper was tied around it with a rubber band. Removing the paper he saw there was writing on it and began to read.

"Meet me at the park on Hana-Yuki Street in half an hour"

There was no name to who had thrown it, but the person had to be close by. Yoh looked around but saw no one. Well maybe not that close but close enough to throw the eraser. And hopefully someone who could help him. There was just one problem. What was he suppose for the next half hour?

(Half Hour Later)

Yoh sat on a bench in the park waiting for the person he was suppose to meet. So for no one had come up to him, save for a couple of ghost. Yoh let out a sigh, he noticed he had been doing this a lot. He thought back to the conversation he had had with Manta's father.

What had happened while he was away? Why did Manta pretend he couldn't see ghost? Why did he hate Yoh so much?

Okay so maybe he knew the answer to the last one. Yoh shook his head in frustration, no, he did know the reason why. Once again Yoh let out another sigh.

"You sigh way to much, you know that?" Yoh looked up to see the same girl he had seen just this morning.

"Mannoko?"

"So do you want to know what happened," Mannoko gave him an annoyed look. "Or do you just want to sit there and keep sighing all day?"

Yoh looked at her a minute before nodding. The small girl sat next to the older teen, after getting herself comfortable Mannoko looked at Yoh and began telling what had happened in the last five years.

Chapter two is now finished! Sorry the chapters are short, I thought this would be a good place to end it. I'll try to see if I can make the next one a little longer. But other than that what do you guys think so far? I really would like so feedback on how this is going.

Please review! Thanks!