Chapter 2
Sakura took off her jacket and took out the muscle cream. She began to apply it on her shoulders as she heard a sound from the public entrance to the locker room.
"This is the girls locker room," Sakura said not turning to look at Hao as she continued to rub the cream into her shoulder, "No males allowed."
"Ranpu takes more furioku out of you than Kuragari," Hao asked leaning against one of the lockers, "Doesn't she?"
"They take out an equal amount of furioku," Sakura said putting the muscle cream back into her backpack, "I just tend to use Ranpu more than Kuragari."
"Why is that," Hao said, "Wouldn't you use both spirits equally?"
"Not when both of them are actually parts of me," Sakura said putting her jacket on and pulling her bag out of her locker before closing it.
"What do you mean," Hao asked.
"They are a part of my soul," Sakura said throwing her backpack over one shoulder and looking at Hao, "The longer that I use them the more of a strain they put on me."
Hao just let out a laugh as Sakura grabbed her staff and began to walk towards the exit.
"So why do you bring an omen of my death to me Shintaku," Hao asked, "when you know that I know when my death is drawing near."
"You have grown blind to the truth," Sakura said as she stopped and looked at Hao, "In your lust for power and want to complete your vision of a perfect shaman world without humans, you have grown blind."
"I have not grown blind," Hao said somewhat angrily, "My death will come far after Yoh's death."
"The gods only told me to tell you that it is drawing near," Sakura said, "So enjoy your time that is left."
Hao grabbed Sakura's arm as she tried to walk out of the locker room. Sakura looked at him in shock as he looked at her with a small smile.
"Then why don't I spend the rest of it with you shintaku," Hao asked.
"My name is Sakura," Sakura said bitterly as she pulled her arm free from Hao and took a step back, "and I would rather appriciate it if you would call me by it."
"So who are your parents," Hao said, "One of them had to be a God if you are this stubborn."
"My father was a god," Sakura said, "Who made the mistake of falling in love with an angel."
"Hi (fire) and Amorin," Hao said with a small chuckle, "no wonder you're so fired up."
"My father shouldn't have married her," Sakura said, "and gave birth to a cursed child."
"Who says your cursed," Hao said, "Can't be much worst than being reborn ever 500 years."
"Try having a broken soul," Sakura said bitterly as she began to walk pass Hao, him not even stopping her, "My soul will never be a whole one because of them now."
"Is that why you hide the mark on your shoulder," Hao asked with a small chuckle, "the one that you continue to rub cream on after every fight so then people won't know who you are."
Sakura just turned around and looked at Hao angrily.
"Don't you ever speak about my mark again," Sakura said angrily, "It is because of that mark that I'm even able to be human."
"You are not human," Hao said, "no matter what you do to hide it. We are shaman and are higher than ordinary humans."
Sakura let out a chuckle.
"What will get you to leave me alone," Sakura asked.
"Spend with me before my end comes," Hao said, "even if its only for a few hours."
"3 hours," Sakura said, "and then you leave me alone."
"Deal," Hao said with a smile, "If your ready than we can go now and begin our time together."