Morning Ritual
A Shaman King 2-part story: Asakura Yoh/Kyouyama Anna pairing
Author's jibberish: Last part. A reference to Osorezan Arc (Manga Vol. #19-20… some of the greatest stuff created. Yeah, I'm biased, shush.)
Anna:
She woke up late again, and it was because of him. She usually woke on her own, at 6:00 am on the dot; like an internal alarm clock. But it seemed that lying beside him relaxed her whole state of mind.
She kept her eyes shut, in a state of half sleep but she didn't pull herself to the world of consciousness. She wouldn't dare do that, stripping him of this single joy. At first, she thought it was down right weird, the fact that he watched her sleeping face and she was ready to pummel him. But one time, under lowered lashes, she took a peek at him, his eyes on her. His brown orbs were filled with hope, longing, desire, faith, trust, dependence, strength, endearment, joy and peace. She trembled for a bit at that moment. It was an involuntary response but she had to, witnessing the emotion residing in his eyes.
Asakura Yoh was in love with her.
The sight took her breath away.
She had been in love with him since she was 10; five years ago. She vocalized it clearly when facing the Oni. He responded as a typical 10-year-old boy would: dead shock.
But people grow up and she realized that his shock wouldn't last long, especially looking into his eyes that one time back. In his case, sometimes words don't need to be said. It was right in front of her, clear as day.
She felt his finger gently touching her cheek, then his hand combing through her hair. His hand then fell to her back, around her waist to her stomach, then back up to her hair.
He liked her hair, she realized since he performed this ritual every time they slept in the same bed.
Being so close to him like this, feeling his gentle touch and their in sync breathing, relaxed her whole being.
She was so very crazy for him.
It was almost sunrise.
Today, she would be his bride.
If they stayed so close like this, like in these morning hours, she would get that relaxed, easy life she had been striving for.
Anna: Fin
Morning Ritual: End