Mai: Well here's another great chapter of Close Enemies. Once again I was bored and I didn't know what to write so I decided that it was time for a tiny bit of HaoXTerra fluff. But don't think that means that the fighting is over for these two they have a lot of anger that has yet to burn out. Anyway this chapter is short and I really don't think that it's my best work but then again I say that about almost all of my work. Anyway enjoy, rate, tell me how that you love it even if you don't. Just kidding be honest but remember please be honest in a way that doesn't put me off fanfiction writing for life. Enough rambling and on with the show.
Disclaimer: No matter how many times I ask Hiroyuki Takei won't give me Shaman King he won't even give Ren and none of my pathetic groveling is going to change that. So leave me alone!
Chapter 9: The Kiss of Life
As soon as I got away from Terra's crazed homicidal jang-si I decided that I had better make peace with Terra before I got killed. This would mean that I would probably have to swallow my pride and apologize; two things that I will never be any good at.
Then I thought about it again and decided that since groveling (and I had a feeling that anything less just wasn't going to cut it) really isn't my strong point I would try seducing her.
"Terra," I called softly as I approached her tent. She opened the tent flap and looked around for a couple of seconds until she spotted me.
"Oh it's you," she said. "What do you want, Hao? I already called off Taki so you don't have to look so scared." Now normally I would have yelled and tried to kill her but I figured that would probably make her set the mad jang-si on me so I should try the nice way for once.
"Can I come in?" I asked forcing myself to be polite.
"What?" she asked sounding somewhat shocked at my polite tone.
"I asked if I could come in," I repeated trying really really hard not to let her insolent tone get to me.
"Ok who are you and what have you done with the real Hao?" she asked crossing her arms in a cute way.
Wait a minute did I just think that she did something cute? No that little goth witch is incapable of ever doing anything even remotely cute, I mentally slapped myself.
"So are you going to let me in or not?" I said allowing myself to sound a little annoyed.
"Fine no need to get so worked up about it," she said standing aside to let me enter. "So is there any particular reason you're here or do you just feel like making a nuisance of yourself as usual?"
"I don't really know, I just felt like talking to you," I told her surprised at how sincere I managed to sound.
"Just my luck," she muttered sarcastically. I decided to ignore that remark before I found myself yelling and throwing fire again. "I suppose telling you to leave won't work will it?"
"Probably not," I told her smiling. "I'm pretty annoying that way." After I said that she looked at me in a funny way almost like she was enjoying my smile.
"Well I guess I should make the most of this moment because I doubt I'll ever see this side of you again. You don't strike me as someone who would get hooked on drugs," she said.
"Hey wait a minute who said I was on drugs!" I said hotly forgetting to keep my cool.
"Ah now that's the Hao I know and despise." She laughed and I found it almost enchanting. I mentally kicked myself while to remind myself that I wasn't supposed to actually have feelings for her I was just supposed to change her feelings towards me to calm her down.
"I just can't seem to do anything right with you, can I?" I told her jokingly before taking a step forward so that I was a little closer to her.
"Well I'm just giving you what a hotheaded bastard like you deserves," she said turning her back to me.
This gave me an idea. I snuck up behind her and whispered in her ear, "And what exactly do I deserve."
"Sarcasm and a good kick," she said giving me a good push. I took a deep breath. What I was about to do would either save me or finally drive her to kill me. I grabbed her retreating hand and pulled her back towards me before leaning in kissing her on the lips. The kiss was short, sweet, and despite myself I was able to recognize it as the best kiss I had ever had in all my life times.
After what seemed like an eternity I pulled away and left the tent. I lingered outside the door after she thought I was gone and I heard her whisper, "It didn't mean anything it was just a trick."
It didn't sound like she did a very good job convincing herself
