Title: The trouble with bentos

Summary: A girl. A guy. And a bento. And Anna is anything but interested.

Disclaimer: I don't own Shaman King.

Story

"Yoshida-kun…ano…I made too much this morning so…" the girl trailed off, hands trembling slightly as they held the copper colored box firmly. Behind her, a group of girls watched gleefully as the boy being addressed turned a faint shade of pink. The girl holding the bento swallowed a lump forming in her throat before continuing quickly.

"w-would you like to have this?" she asked loudly, thrusting the bento in his face and blushing furiously. The girls behind her dissolved into helpless giggles as the guys bit their lips and looked away. The girl holding the bento turned a darker shade of red but stood still, determined to have her bento accepted.

The boy, staring at her with mouth slightly agape, nodded quietly. Uttering nothing more than a few gurgles and grumbles.

Hands still trembling quite noticeably, the girl continued to stand frozen before finally placing the bento on his desk and running for her dear life. The guy looked back at the bento, awestruck. Not noticing, or possibly ignoring his friends failed attempts to stifle their laughter.

Anna lowered her eyelids at the pathetic scene before her. What was the big deal again with a bento-

"Asakura-kun?"

All of a sudden, it seemed a hush fell on the entire class. All the voices drowned to faint murmurs as Anna's sharp hearing focused only on a pigtailed girl standing before her fiancé. Blushing almost the same way as the girl with Yoshida.

"Keiko Yamamoto." Anna whispered to herself absentmindedly, eyeing the girl carefully. She was cute, impossibly shy and quite self-conscious. Those were the kind Anna didn't trust the most.

"A-ano…I made a bento so…will you accept it?"

Anna's eyes narrowed slightly, almost un-noticeably as Yoh Asakura looked at the girl before him with a careless grin, "Thanks!"

Keiko flushed deeply, beaming at Yoh happily, "N-no problem! I-I-I love to cook and this was the first time-so if you want-"

"Lets see."

All of a sudden, a small hand took hold of her bento before she could finish, flicking the lid open effortlessly.

"Eh?" the pigtailed haired girl and Yoh looked up to see Anna holding the bento with one hand, a pair of chopsticks in the other, chewing thoughtfully.

"K-Kyouyama-san-"

Anna swallowed and looked at the girl impassively, "It lacks taste and color. The shrimps are over cooked, the rice is too soggy and the cake isn't soft or sweet enough-"

"A-Anna!" Yoh stuttered, staring at his fiancée in flustered horror as Keiko stood rooted in shock.

"My fiancé has a tournament to win and I will not have him lying all day with a troubled stomach." Anna continued matter of factly, ignoring the various shades of color flashing through Yoh and the pigtailed haired girl.(omg I can't believe how many times I almost wrote pig haired, haha)

"F-fia-fiancé?" Keiko stuttered, paling as she stared at Anna incredulously.

Anna arched an eyebrow at the girl as Yoh sighed in defeat. Keiko blushed a deeper shade of red as Anna placed her bento back on Yoh's table.

"If you have done eating already," Anna started softly making Yoh stiffen up in his seat, "its time to train." Keiko lowered her eyes to her bento, not daring to say another word.

"H-hai." Yoh answered, shooting the girl a quick concerned glance before walking out of the class.

Anna waited until he was outside before looking back at the girl.

"So, how was it, really?" Yoh asked casually weaving goodbye to Manta before he disappeared round the corner.

It had been three hours since the incident, and the girl had seemed in a slightly better spirit then when Yoh had left her. Anna however remained her usual self.

"How was what?" Anna asked ignorantly, not batting an eye.

"The bento." Yoh answered, stuffing his hands in his pockets and staring ahead. His expression a bit too natural for Anna's taste. They started walking again when Anna replied.

"Did you turn deaf when I was telling her?"

"A bit." Yoh answered back lightly, "I only heard the fiancé part."

"Urusai."

Yoh hid a smile, too used to Anna to be stupid enough to push his limits. Unfortunately Anna still caught a small amused smirk dancing at the cornet of his lips.

"Three hundred push-ups when we get home." Anna said coolly

Yoh sighed, "Hai hai…"

"Alright class, we'll have the test after lunch. Enjoy."

"Hai!"

Yoh Asakura gathered his books, turning to his book bag to stuff them in.

"Ore?" he blinked looking at an apple print bento placed neatly over his books. Was that there before?

He picked it out with a slight frown, before blinking in realization.

Anna watched impassively as Yoh unwrapped the bento, taking a bite of the meal. A small helpless grin continued to play at the corner of his lips as Manta came to join him.

She sighed, honestly. What was the big deal anyway?

Nightglider: Not that good huh? Meh, I need to get used to writing again. Anyway, please review!

Notes:

Bentos: A lunch box containing various foods...usually the whole meal starting from appetizers ending to deserts. At least thats what I gathered. As they the way to a guy's heart is through his stomachs, so girls make bentos for the guys they like to either show off their cooking skills or make them think they care for them. Anyway I find it really cute and adorable.

Urusai: Shut up