The Fiancée

Author's Note: Hi guys! I'm back. This was supposed to be the third chapter; I have already finished the original second chapter. But it was really boring, so I decided to remove it. Thank you for those who commented on my story! You guys are inspiration. I was actually doubting whether I should continue it because there wasn't a lot of reviews at the start.

As promised, this chapter it a lot more interesting than the first one! I hope you like it! This a little longer than the first one, I did my best to shorten it.

Oh, and sorry. Anna will be a unresponsive all the time. But there's a twist so please bear with it! :D I also tried looking for common British expressions since Anna grew up from London. Sorry if they don't seem to make sense or don't fit the phrase. I'll improve! :D

Disclaimer: I don't own Shaman King

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"Yoh-sama! Yoh-sama!"

Yoh was in shock. His mouth was wide open; his eyes wanted to pop out of their sockets. His heart was beating real fast, like it wanted to jump out of his flesh. Yoh felt blood rushing to his face. He was sweating heavily. He bit his lower lip.

Oh, what heaven is this!

"Yoh-sama! Hayaku!"

Oh Yoh was just captivated by that voice. It was alluring him, seducing every fiber of his being. It was calling out to his soul. Reaching into his desires, plunging into his secrets, captivating his very essence.

He was standing on a river bank, his feet bare and his polo unbuttoned. He felt the soft, summer breeze brush against his skin and play around with his hair. The sky was as blue as it could ever be, and the clouds were like pearls that added to its serenity. The birds flew along and sang him love songs. Oh, wonderful and truly melodious love songs.

Yoh had never felt so in-love...

"Yoh-sama!"

"I'm coming!" Yoh exclaimed with so much glee as he ran towards the river to embrace his love.

Yoh had truly, never seen this coming. Yoh had never been in a paradise like this.

He had never seen so many oranges in one place!

They were also in varied sizes. There were big ones, bigger than him and there were smaller ones, much smaller than the average ones. But whatever they were, or whatever they looked like, Yoh loved them. Yoh loved them all!

"A-amazing!" Yoh's voice trailed off as he eyed his wonderland. It was fantastic. Oranges! Oranges everywhere! He ran towards them, with tear drops forming beneath his eyes. Oh, his beloved oranges are calling to him.

"Yoh-sama! Yoh-sama!"

"I'm coming oranges!" Yoh's arms were opened, welcoming his dear oranges that were waiting for him at the end of the prairie.

He was almost there. He could smell their tangerine goodness. He was almost there. Only a few steps away. He was almost there.

He was ready to hug them all.

"Baka!"

Yoh stopped at his tracks. The oranges stopped calling him. He was only a few steps away from them. His eyes widened from shock, the oranges started to look angrily at him.

"Baka! Baka! Baka!" They repeated as them jumped up and down. Yoh turned pale; his heart seemed to have skipped a beat. What? What was happening?

What had happened to his paradise?

"Do-doshite?" Yoh muttered out, he could barely say the words. He was just too shocked. He could feel his legs weakening, trembling at the sight and the voice of the angry oranges that once, had called out for his love. "Wh-why?"

"Baka!" They said again, but this time, their voice changed. They all had the same voice, the same tone, the same sound that escaped from their lips. And to Yoh, this voice was very, very familiar.

"Na-nani?" Yoh turned confused. He truly had heard that voice before, somewhere, somehow. But he, he couldn't pin point who the owner was.

"Baka! Wake up!"

"Anna!"

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"Bloody hell, it took you long enough." He heard her voice again. It was like a whisper, but the sound was so close. Yoh struggled to keep his eyes closed. He wanted to relive the dream again; he wanted to see his oranges again. But no matter how hard he tried, it was hopeless. His dream was over. His beloved oranges gone. His paradise vanished.

All because his very sweet fiancée had decided to wake him up.

"Hey, wake up. I know you're awake. Open your lazy eyes."

Yoh gave up. There was just no escaping her. She was just too observant and persistent. Yoh slowly opened his eyes, only to see her face right above his own, and her eyes staring down into him.

"Wake up." She repeated. There was no change in her face, still expressionless as ever.

Yoh, on the other hand, was surprised as hell. Her face was just inches away from his, the breath she released would enter into his lips, and he would breathe it in. He could feel some strands of her hair fall into his cheeks, caressing his skin. If he lifted his head, even just by inches, his lips would've touched hers.

Yoh started to breathe heavily. He was starting to feel warmth.

It was a good thing Anna didn't notice the sudden change of temperature in his body. She was just there, staring down at him, watching him. He wasn't sure if she was waiting for him to respond, or if she was just looking at him and the way he slept. She sat at the edge of his bed and her hands were positioned beside his head, carrying the weight of her upper body. How long has she kept this position while he was sleeping?

Yoh could feel his heart thumping loudly. He hoped she couldn't feel his heart trying to escape, running wildly, and making him uncomfortable with the situation. This position had given him the chance to examine her face more clearly.

Her eyes were deep, just as deep as the way he had first laid his eyes on them. He felt his soul drowning by her stare. Her golden hair was tied in a bun, though there were small strands of hair that let loose against her face. But then again, it suited her. No matter how she would fix her hair, it would always suit her. Anna's face was clear, no blemishes and no spots, no anything. It was pale and smooth. Her lips were thin, not so red but just a little pink and they were shut tight.

Anna was simple; there was no trace of make-up or anything on her face. And Yoh found her simplicity breathtaking…

"Yoh," her icy voice broke his stupor. "Are you awake?"

"Uh.. Ye-yes." Yoh's voice was cracked and hoarse because he had just woken up. He stuttered because of the unbearable distance between their faces.

"Good," Anna then lifted her head. Yoh let out a sigh of relief and clutched his chest, if she had stayed in that position a little longer, his heart would've popped out! "Get up, we need to go to school."

Yoh lazily sat up and reached for his clock, "What! It's only 6 am!"

"What do you mean it's only 6 am? As far as I remember class starts at 7 am."

"I know, but it's just too early," Yoh was slowly lowering his body back to bed. But before he could, Anna grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him to face her irritated face.

"I told you to wake up because we're going to school." He could hear the agitation in her voice. Though their faces were once again close, Yoh felt cold sweat run through his back. Anna's eye brows were furrowed. Her lips slightly opened, revealing her clenched teeth. "I have no intention on being late again."

"Hehehe," Yoh laughed nervously and raised his hands in defeat. "Alright, alright. I'll get ready."

"You better," Anna said before she let him go. "I don't want to be late. You're driving me to school."

"What! Why am I supposed to drive you to school? Did you wake me up just for that? I know you have a driver!"

"Hn, it's because you're my fiancé. You're obliged to do so," Anna replied as if it was the most common thing in the world. "Baka."

"Well, that seems to be her favorite Japanese word now," he thought to himself.

He and Anna had a little talk yesterday after class; he treated her to lunch to show his appreciation for the way she had treated his wounds that morning. They ate across a small table, as expected, she rarely spoke. They talked about some stuff, family, tradition and school. Anna had asked him why he was beaten up so early in the morning, Yoh simply smiled and never answered. Luckily for him, Anna didn't push the topic.

When she heard the bell rang, she stood up ready to leave him. He just sat there and continued to eat.

"I assume that you'll stay here and cut class again."

"Yup!" He replied with a mouth filled with food.

Anna sighed, "Well. I'll be going then. But first tell me the Japanese word for idiot."

"It's baka!"

"Ah. Thank you." Anna nodded and turned around. "I'll see you later then."

"Ok! Bye!"

Anna started walking away when she suddenly stopped and turned her head, "You're a baka." And with that, she walked on.

Yoh's smile was still there, despite her rude comment. If it were someone else, he would've felt offended. He might've even charged the person or something. But it was Anna, and it seemed he couldn't get himself to dislike Anna, no matter what she said to him.

Yoh sighed heavily again and looked at Anna. She had her back facing him as she was re-tying her hair back into a boy on the top of his head. He noticed that she was already dressed up for school, wearing the white school polo with the blue ribbon in the middle and a dark blue skirt.

"Why is she up so early?" Yoh thought to himself as he rubbed his eyes. He could feel a little throbbing inside his head; he wasn't used to waking up early this morning.

"Hurry up." Her icy voice shook away the sleepiness away from him. "And go get ready. I'll wait for you downstairs. If you're not there within twenty minutes, I'll march right back into your room. I don't give a damn if you're naked or not, I'll pull you out."

"Aheheheh," Yoh laughed nervously as a giant sweat drop formed at the side of his. "Yes mam!"

Anna nodded and stood up. Yoh watched her walk towards the door; he waited for her to leave. Anna reached for the door and opened it. She paused.

"And Yoh," she said, without turning back to facing him. "O-ohayo go-gozaimasu, baka."

"Ohayo gozaimasu, Anna." He could feel the stutter in her voice, as if she wasn't sure about the correct intonation and the correct pronunciation of the word. He couldn't see her face; he wanted to see how she looked like while saying those words.

And with his reply, she was gone. Yoh was left there, sitting on his bed, looking at the direction where she last stood. Yoh crossed his arms, bent his neck and formed a big smile on his face. Anna never ceases to amaze him. And no matter how matter how many times she would bully him or boss him around, all he could do was smile.

Yoh just couldn't bring himself to be irritated by her, let alone dislike her. Whatever she said or did, though he knew it was offensive, it didn't matter.

He just couldn't hate Kyouyama Anna.

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"Here we are," Yoh said as he turned his car engine off, opened his door and stepped out.

"Ok," was all what Anna said to him. He watched her as she took all her stuff and get out of the car. "Are you going to class?"

Yoh smiled sheepishly, "Nope." His answer was plain; his voice was so light, as if it was the most normal thing in the world.

"Well, ok then. I'll see you later." And with that, she walked away. Yoh watched her move towards the main building of the school, drowning in the sea of students also coming into class. He had never seen so many students at one place, he was always late. Whenever he arrived, he was the only one walking to his class.

Yoh noticed a little, brown bag Anna held in her hands. He wondered what it could be for. It looked like a lunch box.

"Oh, I guess she didn't like the food here." He said to himself.

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"Ren-kun, isn't that Kyouyama?" A certain silver-haired maiden asked her boyfriend, pointing to a lone blonde girl eating. "Kyouyama Anna?"

Tao Ren stopped walking and looked at the where his girlfriend was pointing. He squinted his eyes a little, just to see if what she said was correct. "Well, yeah. I think so Jeanne."

"Oh," the maiden's voice sounded a little sad. "She's all alone."

Tao Ren sighed at the sympathy his girlfriend has shown for this girl. They don't even know her. They haven't spoken to her. She's just arrived yesterday, he's positive she doesn't know anyone yet.

"Neh, Ren-kun," Jeanne tugged his sleeve and looked up to him. "Let's go over and talk to her."

"Oh man, not that face." Ren thought. Jeanne was looking at him with her pleading, scarlet eyes. Her long silver hair was tied up in a high pony. Her hands were clasped together in front of her face. Her small, pink lips created a small frown. She was beautiful, he knew that. Everyone in the school knew that. She was just irresistible. And she was even more irresistible whenever she did her "pleading" face. That face could make Ren do crazy stuff, crazy stuff.

Oh, he couldn't resist it when his girlfriend created that face.

"Jeanne," Ren sighed trying to look away from her beautiful face, a small blush formed on his pale cheeks. "You know we can't right now."

Jeanne crossed her arms, "What do you mean we can't? Why? You're so mean!"

"Oh Jeanne, don't make this hard for me."

The long-haired Chinese princeplaced his hand over her shoulder and brushed away a few silver bangs that strayed to her face. "You know exactly why Jeanne, right?"

Jeanne blushed at the way his fingers caressed her skin. She felt the intensity of his sharp, golden eyes, like it was looking right into her soul. She lowered her head and entwined her fingers with his. "Yeah, I know why."

Ren smiled at her actions and kissed the top of her forehead. "Good."

"It's just so sad." Jeanne replied with a heavy sigh.

"She has no idea on what's going with Yoh, right? They're engaged. If we walk up to her and just introduce ourselves as Yoh's friends, she'll be bound to ask us where he is right now."

"Yeah. And if she asks that, I don't want to be the one to tell her where she is," Jeanne gave up and looked back at Anna.

"Or more importantly, who's he with." Ren added.

"But look, there's another lunchbox right across her. Do you think it's for Yoh?"

"We better hope it's not. I'm assuming she doesn't know anything right now, and Yoh hasn't told her anything."

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"Baka Yoh."

Anna was all alone. She noticed that some people were staring at her and murmuring about her as they passed by. News that she and Yoh are engaged spread through the school like wildfire. She sighed; she hated all the attention she was getting. It was ruining her already ruined mood.

She despises it when people talk about her.

"Baka." She repeated as she twirled the pasta around her fork. By using a fork, she's already standing out in the crowd. Everyone around her was using chopsticks, while she was using a fork. She lowered her head, if she had stayed in London, she wouldn't stick out like a sore thumb.

She eyed the lunchbox right in front of her. She gave out another expatriated sigh.

"So, I guess he's not coming after all." She thought to herself and continued eating her pasta in silence and solitude.

Yoh did not attend any of their early classes, but Anna did not find that strange. When the bell for lunch break was heard, she hurriedly walked to the cafeteria to meet him there. But after a while of waiting and searching, he didn't appear.

She thought he might have had another fight or something. Worried, she ran into the shed where she first met him. But to her dismay, he was not there either. Anna then walked around campus, trying to look for him. She wanted to ask people if they had seen Yoh, but her silent nature got the best of her. She went to the parking lot to check if his car was still there, signifying that he was still in school.

His black Mercedes Benz was still there, waiting for his presence.

Anna sighed and just walked back to the cafeteria. She gave up. She knew he wasn't coming, he might've even forgotten about her, wherever he was right now. Anna quietly sat down on the table where they first had lunch. She opened her small brown bag and removed two tupperwares. The first one contained white pasta, and it was for her. The second one was for Yoh.

She placed in across her, at the back of her head she was still waiting for him to come.

"Baka Yoh."

The bell rang.

Anna stood up and collected her things. The Tupperware meant for Yoh was left unopened. She needed to go back to class.

Anna reached for it and held it before putting it back inside her little brown bag. And to think that she woke up so early in the morning just to make this bento, even asked his mother to help her because she has no idea cook Japanese food.

"Wow Anna! You're quite good! That's looks very delicious!" Asakura Keiko praised her.

Anna sighed and pushed the bento back into her lunchbox. She shook her head as she walked back to class, trying to push away the disappointment on what happened during lunch break.

"Baka Yoh," she repeated to herself as she reached for the door for her next class. "You're such a baka."

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A/N: How'd you like it? Comment please! Flames are welcome! I'm sorry, but I really like Jeanne and Ren so I put them there