Having You Is Enough

sakura mae su: hi to one and all and this is the second chapter of Having You Is Enough

renyao44: yaya quit blabbering and on with the story okay!

sakura mae su: FINE!

Disclaimer: sakura mae su doesn't own shaman king pls. stuck that in your heads okay….

"Aya." Aya looked up from her journal as Ling appeared in her doorway. Ling scrambled in and sat on her bed.

"People are here, you know. The party's is starting."

Aya had heard voices downstairs, but she was prepared to pretend she hadn't.

"He's here," Ling continued meaningfully.

"He?"

"Lyserg."

"So?"

Ling got a look on her face. "Aya, I'm not kidding: you've got to see him."

"Why?"

Ling leaned forward on her elbows. "O knows you'd think he'd be little...mama's boy, but Aya, he is...he is..."When Ling got exited she didn't finish her sentences.

"He's what?"

"He's..."

Aya raised an eyebrow.

"Stupendous!" Ling declared.

Aya was naturally a little curious, but she wouldn't admit it, "Ling, I didn't agree to join this party to find a boyfriend."

"Can I have him?"

Aya smiled for real "Ling, yes. Does it matter that you already have a boyfriend?"

"It did until I saw Lyserg."

"He's that great, huh?"

"You'll see."

Aya stood. "So let's go." It was handy to have Lyserg build up so much. When she saw him he would certainly be disappointing.

Ling paused. "You told mom you were coming up to change.'

"Oh. Yeah. "Aya rifled her closet. It was cool now that the sun had set. She put on a brown turtleneck her least sexy piece of clothing-and put her hair back in a severe ponytail and put on pants.

"Hurry up. Let's go."

"Yah, sure coming."

So Lyserg wasn't disappointing. He was tall, He had green hair and had green eyes very much he looked handsome. He was good looking enough to make Aya suspicious.

Granted Aya was suspicious of many things. But she had earned her suspicions about boys.

Aya knew boys: They never looked beyond your looks. They pretend to be your friend to get you to trust them, and soon as you trusted them, they went for the grope. They pretended to want to work on a history project or volunteer on your blood drive committee to get you attention. But as soon as they got it through their skulls that you didn't want to go out with them they suddenly weren't interested in time lines or dire blood shortages.

Worst of all, on occasion they even went out with one of your best friends to get close to you, and broke your best friend's heart when the truth came out. Aya preferred plain guys to cute ones, but even the plain ones disappointed her.

She personally thought that the only reason most girls put up with most boys at all was because they needed reassurance that they were pretty. That was the one thing, maybe the only thing, Aya knew about herself without reassurance

Aya's friends called her Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty. The beauty part was more or less on target but the love part was a joke. Aya was not a romantic person.

"Aya, this is Lyserg," Her mother said. Aya could tell her mother was trying to be cool, but she was just about blowing a gasket full of excitement.

"Lyserg, this is my daughter Ayako," Her mother said with a flourish, as though she were presenting a game show contestant with his new red car.

Aya stuck her hand out stiffly and shook his.

He studied her face while he shook her hand. She could tell he was trying to hold her eyes for a moment, but she looked down.

"Lyserg is going home to London to study there at fall." Her mother bragged. As though he were hers" He is very good when it comes to detective stuff," she added. "We are all so proud of him."

Look at my mom look how she bragged about Lyserg being that Lyserg being this well it wasn't our fault that she had a daughter for a son. Aya thought.

"Lyserg lives alone in England but he change his summer plans for his grandparents."

Now Lyserg looked genuinely uncomfortable. Aya felt sudden sympathy for him." Don't worry I always like being here with my grandparents."

Aya knew he was lying, and she liked him for it. Then she had an idea.

"Lyserg have you met my sister Ling, yet?" Ling had been bobbing around nearby the whole time, so it wasn't hard enough to find her elbow and pull her over.

Lyserg smiled, "You look like sisters," he said, and Aya wanted to hug him for it, for some reason, people always paid more attention to their differences than their similarities. Maybe it took a while to see it.

"Who's elder? He asked.

"I'm older, but Ling's nicer," Aya said

"Oh, please." Her mother said, practically snorting.

"Just a year older." Ling chimed in."

"I see." Lyserg answered.

"She's only thirteen." Her mother felt the need to point out;" Aya will be fifteen at the end of the month."

"Do you have brothers or sisters?" Ling. the eager subject-changer asked.

"Lyserg face suddenly guarded." No...Just me,"

"Oh." both girls said. Judging from Lyserg's expression. Aya could tell there was more to the story than that, and she silently prayed Ling wouldn't ask any more about it. She didn't want to get intimacies here.

"Okay why don't you young people talk some more while I get something from the kitchen?" Her mother order and she vanished.

Aya decided this could be a good opportunity to give Lyserg and Ling a moment. "I'm going to get some more food." she said

Later she sat on the single chair outside the front door eating delicious cake. As many thousands of times as she'd eat it she would never get tired of it.

Lyserg peered out from the door." There you are." he said.

"You like to sit alone?"

She nodded. She'd chosen to sit this spot mostly for its one chair.

"I see." He was very, very handsome. His hair was green and wavy, and his eyes were kind of yellow-green. There was a slight bump on the bridge of his nose.

That means you should go away, she urged him silently.

Lyserg walked into the passage way that led past her parent's home and wound up the cliff. He pointed downhill." That's my house." he said, pointing to a similar structure about five doors down. It has a wrought-iron balcony on the second floor painted vibrant green and holding back an avalanche of flowers.

"Oh. Long walk." she said

He smiled.

She was about to ask where was his parents, but then she realized that would be inviting a conversation.

He leaned against the whitewashed wall of the passageway, So much for the notion that English men were short.

"Would you like to take a walk with me?" he asked. "I want to show to a place where is so beautiful."

"No thanks." she said. She didn't even make an excuse. She had learned long ago that boys took excuses as further reasons to ask you out.

He studied her face for a moment, openly disappointed. "Maybe another time."

She wanted him to go back inside and ask Ling to see the beautiful place Lyserg was talking about but instead he walked slowly down the hill and into his house.

I'm sorry you asked me out, she told him silently. Otherwise I could have liked you.

sakura mae su: that's the end folks hope you all liked it and pls don't forget to REVEIW!