So, the beginning of chapter 3. Sigh, its been such a wonderful day. Its raining and my parents are screaming at me to get off the computer. Oh, what a lovely day.

Disclaimer: If Shaman King were mine, I would be so eternally grateful I would kiss the ground. Multiple times.

Ok, This is also a time skip, so I'll tell you what is goin on. Yeah. Ok so Lyserg is traumatized enuff to be out of school for a few months. So he's missed a couple of things. So here we are, three months later!

After my therapy sessions with Marco-sensei, I think I am finally ready to go back to school. Marco-sensei is really kind and has really helped me a lot through this. I think my personality has become a little twisted. Even through all of my therapy sessions with Marco-sensei, I am still scared of the dark and I am still scared of that man. I don't think I'll ever get over this fear. I'm in my bed right now, currently trying to work up my courage and go to school like I've been trying to do for the past 10 days. So far, nothing, nada. But today, I'm going to get out of bed, and go to school. I'm gonna get over this, I will. I'm not going to let this traumatize me any further. I jumped out of bed, landing on the floor. I shivered at the cold air. It was winter now, I was going to have to wear a scarf. I grabbed the uniform that had been hanging on my coat rack, collecting dust. I changed and walked down the stairs, greeting my mother. I sat down at the table and ate a traditional Japanese breakfast. I pulled on my shoes and walked out the door with my book bag on my shoulder. I walked slowly, quietly to school, observing all the changes that had happened. My skin had become paler after staying in my room so long. I sighed, thinking that I'd have to go out more to get back my usual skin color, a pale cream. I arrived at the school gates and began to worry. What would the others think of me and how would I answer their questions about where I had been for the past five months? I told myself not to worry and that my friends would still accept me no matter what happened. I walked slowly into my classroom and saw many familiar faces.

"Hey, what's up, Lyserg? Come here and talk with us," my friend, Yoh said. Yoh was a really carefree and lazy person, but when he was serious, don't underestimate him. He was also a great leader, he still inspires me with his quotes that "everything will work out."

"I bet that idiot forgot how to talk, being out of school for the past five months," sneered Ren. Ren was a Chinese Taoist, and a very hot one at that. He was a bit stuck-up and capricious, but he was a decent person, and he was really intelligent along with amazing fighting skills that were to die for.

Oh, and Ren and Yoh were now officially a "thing". So now, you couldn't find one without the other and I could tell by the way that Ren put his arm around Yoh's shoulder or the way that Yoh sometimes gently reached up to twirl one of Ren's hair strands in his fingers, that they were both madly in love. I almost envied their relationship.

Yoh smiled at me, and then reached into his desk to grab five months worth of notes. He chuckled a bit, amused at the look on my face when I saw what he had done for me.

"But... you... all these..." I stuttered, unable to speak.

"Take them, ingrate," said Ren, "he put a lot of effort into those so that you wouldn't mislearn anything."

"Ah!, uhn, thank you, Yoh!" I said, smiling gratefully at all his effort.

"No prob, Lyserg," Yoh said. "There's a new guy transferring today too. He's my twin, Hao." Yoh had a twin? I didn't know that. Hmm, well I bet the guy is just like Yoh.

The bell rang and we hurried into our seats just as the teacher walked in.

"Good Morning Class, today we have a new transfer student. He is new to this district so please be kind. You can come in now, Asakura Hao ."

All eyes turned toward the door that was slowly being pushed open.

A boy of around 15 walked inside. He wasn't wearing the school uniform like he was supposed to, but instead he was wearing a tight black turtleneck that clearly defined his well-toned muscles. He also sported a pair of black and red cargo pants with golden stars that adorned red straps that hung loosely off the side of his pants. He had the longest, lushest black hair I had ever seen in my life. Then it hit me. That man also had long hair. A tremble rippled through my body and I shoved my chair backwards as far as I could in an attempt to get as far away as I could from him. As I did, I bumped into the desk behind me and my chair clattered to the ground. The whole class turned back to look at me and I could tell that my face wore the most terrified expression.

The teacher asked, "Is there something wrong, Diethel-san?"

"No. Sorry, Sensei." I said. Though I tried to keep calm, my voice still shook with fear. "Hao" looked up and smiled at me, but his smile was a knowing one, like he had already met me before. "There's an empty seat behind Diethel-san. Diethel-san, would you mind being Asakura-san's guide this week?" "I-it's n-no problem, Se-Sensei," I stuttered as images blurred through my mind of the terrifying experience that happened five months ago, in that dark and hazy room.

I saw him walk up the aisle and take the seat behind me. I shifted forward, and as I reached for my homework, I felt a light tap on my shoulder.

I jolted like his touch had shocked me. I cowered in fear, sweat forming on my brow. "Don't touch me, don't touch me, don't touch me," I repeated again and again in my head.

The hand withdrew, and I didn't dare look back. The rest of the school day passed with me sitting as stiff as a rock, yet "Hao" made no move to touch me again. Soon, the bell rang, and I almost leaped from my seat. I grabbed my bag and sprinted from the room. I could feel Yoh and Ren's curious glances on my back, as I ran towards the safety of home.

Ahhhhhh, a new record! 1,136 words! Holy Moly! I know this is stretching it, but review? xD