Thank you, my wonderful reviewers! Since this one of the old stories, I didn't think it would appeal to you at all^^. I'm glad it did, here's your chap 3!

Disclaimer: No. Still don't own it.

Hao: Thank god. I don't want to live the day a stupid fanfiction-writer-obsessed-fangirl like you gets her filthy human hands on Shaman King.

Me: You insensitive jerk!

Hao:....

Me: You'll pay. You'll pay for this in one of the chapters, mwuahaha (oh, I'm so inspired) *goes to the computer to type the next chapter*

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Chapter 3: With Lyserg

Somewhere in Japan, a loud crash was heard.

A tombstone was broken into two pieces as the spell holding him prisoner was broken. A finger moved, then his hand. He thrived it through the coffin's oven and the ground covering it. A light around him destroyed the barer between life and death.

*cough*cough* "I smell…the air...I'm…alive!"

He touched his face and smiled.

"You did it, Tamao! Your love has set me free!"

He looked at the sky and smirked.

"I have so many things to do…so many people to kill…and a half to get…mwahahaha!"

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The plane landed an hour later at the airport. Lyserg was waiting there already, all cheerful.

"Guys, I thought you changed your mind!" he exclaimed. "It's so nice to see you!"

"Same here" Horo said.

"Whoa, you've changed!" Yoh said

"You too…come, we have so many things to talk about!..."

Lyserg's driver took everyone to Lyserg's residence — a big house in a quiet place in London, away from the noise in the center.

"Do you like it?" Lyserg asked the others smiling.

"Wow, it's so beautiful…" Yoh exclaimed.

"Like a dream…" Tamao whispered.

The girl seemed to be OK now; she had recovered completely and her cheeks had taken their natural color again.

Lyserg looked at her as if he saw her for the first time in his life; it was a different kind of smile that all the others. Ren noticed it and he didn't like it. He placed his arm around her waist and she blushed.

"I'm happy that you feel better" he told her

"Thanks for your concern" she said, praying that he would let her go.

Lyserg turned his gaze upon Anna.

"Are you…?"

"Yes, I'm pregnant"

"How could you leave this way?"

"As I told Yoh, I'm perfectly fine" she replied

"If you say so…"

They entered the house and had breakfast. Lyserg proved to be the perfect host. Everyone was satisfied of how things were going. Everyone except for Ren, who noticed another insistent gaze of Lyserg's over Tamao.

"I prepared a schedule for you, I mean since you're in London, there are a few things you should see…"

"Visit museums and learn history? No duh, we're in vacation!" said Horo

"Don't be so impolite, Horo! I agree with Lyserg, but before we do this, we need to rest. We've had a long travel and we didn't get much sleep" Anna said after smacking Horo.

"Of course. Let me show you to your rooms"

Breakfast was over, so they went upstairs on the first floor.

"This is my dormitory" said the boy, pointing at a door. "How do you want to stay? One in the room, or…?"

"I'll stay with Anna" said Yoh

"Good. And the others?"

"I'll stay alone" Tamao said

"And you two?" Lyserg asked them.

Horo raised his shoulders; he didn't care. Ren looked at him for a second.

"We can share the same room if you have separate beds and a good ventilation system" Ren said.

Lyserg laughed.

"Yes, I do"

Then, Lyserg showed them their rooms; Yoh and Anna's were across his own, Tamao's was on his right and Ren's and Horo's was on his left.

Yoh, Anna, Ren and Horo went directly to bed while Tamao went on the common balcony to get fresh air. She wasn't tired because she had slept in the plane. She closed her eyes, thinking. Lyserg too came out and saw her.

"You can't sleep?" he asked her.

"I'm not tired. I slept a lot in the plane"

"Oh"

She turned to look back at the city.

"I like this place. It's much quieter than I imagined"

"I'm glad you like it"

A few moments of silence.

"Tamao?"

"What is it, Lyserg?"

"You…I mean, you and Ren seem close…"

She laughed.

"I got sick in the plane and he helped me"

"Are you two together?"

"No"

"When I saw you at the airport, I almost didn't recognize you. You grew" said the boy smiling

"Grew? Yes, I'm a little older than the last time we met" she answered.

"Grew more beautiful, I mean" he said blushing

"Oh. Thanks" she answered starting to blush.

"I guess the others will keep sleeping for a few hours. What would you like to do during the while?"

"I don't know…"

"Let's go on a walk; it's good this time of the day"

"All right"

She returned to her room and changed clothes. Lyserg was waiting for her on the corridor. He could hardly keep a "Wow!" inside himself after she came out. She now wore a beautiful light pink dress and her hair (which she was now wearing long) fell over her shoulders. She was astonishing.

"What have you been doing?" he asked her while getting out of the house.

"Nothing exceptional" she answered. "I continued my studies at school, the shamanic studies as well and…well, I confess, I was feeling a little bit bored of doing the same things every day, so I'm grateful for your invitation"

"Good" he said

"And you?"

"Well, I also continued my studies at school. I want to become a detective, just like my father. In the mean time, I write mysteries"

"Really?" she asked surprised. "Can I read? I like mysteries"

Lyserg seemed a little bit embarrassed.

"It's only a few short stories…and I'm not sure they're good. I'll have to practice longer"

"I'm sure you're a great writer. I still haven't decided what to do with my life" she said

"Don't worry, you still have time" Lyserg told her.

She smiled at him and he took her hand into his.

"So that I don't lose you" he explained. "The place is getting more crowded now. It's full of tourists this time of the year"

"OK"

They walked like this for a while, trying to avoid the crowds.

"What job do you think would suit me?" she asked Lyserg

"Whatever it is, I don't see you in an office. Maybe a teacher, or a journalist…I imagine you in the nature taking pictures. A photographer, maybe!"

"I think I'd like to be a journalist" she said. "If you say this fits me…"

"We could work together" he rushed. "I'd catch the criminals, resolve mysteries and you could write articled about it"

"Yes, we could do that!"

A few more minutes of silence passed, while they were crossing a street.

"So, will you let me read them?" Tamao asked.

"As long as you keep it a secret" he said. "I don't want the others to know about this. I can only imagine what Horo would say. Thank God Chocolove's not here…"

"I'll keep the secret, I promise!" she said

"All right. I trust you, Tamao. I'll give you the manuscript when we get home. Maybe you can give me some ideas"

"Yes, I could"

Lyserg stopped as if he was in a trance and shuddered.