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Twists of Fate

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Summary: Having transferred to a world-class boarding school, Jeanne is expectant that life will be much easier then it was at home. However, with Destiny playing games with her (literally), roommates who make Monty Python look normal, a sadistic homeroom teacher, far too much homework, and a perverted ghost that's goal in existence is to embarrass her in the best ways he can… How will she be able to deal with falling in love?

I hope that was enough to get you to at least read and review the first chapter. XP I know I'm bad at summaries. The last parts of it sucked, I know.

DISCLAIMER: I own Shaman King. Just not the copyrights. I do not own 4Kids, and I'm sad about that. If I did, the company wouldn't suck so badly. No small, innocent, adorable baby animals were harmed in the making of this fan fiction, despite strong evidence to the contrary. Lawyers smell.

AU; High School Fic; Yoh x Jeanne; centered around Jeanne; NO shonen/shojo-ai; Humor x Romance. A lot of the first genre, and some of the second.

Oh, and occasional character bashing. XD

P.S. Can somebody tell me Jeanne's last name? I can't seem to find it anywhere…

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Chapter One - Oh, please, no…

The wind blew through the trees, carrying the sound of rustling leaves, the sight of papers flapping, and the smell of moldy fish. Jeanne wrinkled her nose in distaste and quickly moved into the office of her new school, Hokage Academy. The place was big in the way that skyscrapers were big when compared to a McDonalds. The school, that is, not the office.

However, the office wasn't exactly small, either. It was well-furbished, decorated in the exact combination of posters and wallpaper that was guaranteed to displease the eye, and the place where the girl was going to be for a little while. Or so she thought.

"Name and purpose of visit?" one of the secretaries asked, sounding bored. Jeanne swallowed nervously.

"My name is Jeanne, and I'm here to pick up a student packet. I'm a transfer student, and-" she began. The secretary thrust a large yellow envelope at her, then checked something on her computer.

"Your dorm room is the attic of Ryu Dorm. Sucks for you; the place is haunted." The secretary said, shrugging. "Classes are already over for the day, so you may as well just go unpack your things." Jeanne blinked, then nodded and walked out into the main hall. Five minutes of tedious searching resulted in her being lost; but another minute brought her to a map.

"Ryu Dorm, Ryu Dorm…" the girl muttered, searching the map for it. She finally located the building, and realized that it was located in the least convenient place possible. Groaning, she began walking there, looking through her papers as she went. Included was a dress code, her schedule, a list of supplies that probably would never be used but had to be bought anyways because the school said so, a list of supplies that were likely to be used so much they'd need replacing several times in the first few months until she realized that she could just get a sturdier version, a list of the books she'd need as well as some recommendations for ones to read in her spare time, a few other assorted papers, and a complimentary cookie. Shrugging, Jeanne ate the cookie and headed outside.

The smell of moldy fish was still around. Trying to relax and not smell anything, the girl quickly crossed the Baseball Field, the Football Field, the Soccer Field, the Other Football Field, three tennis courts, and the Cheerleading Practice Field That Guys Cannot Be Around During Practice Nor May They Use Binoculars Or Telescopes To Look At Field to get to her destination; a mid-sized Dorm building labeled 'Ryu'. The girl understood why a moment later; the building was inconveniently placed, but at least it was high quality. The namesake, too, was rather obvious. There was a golden oriental dragon that spiraled around the building, and it looked like it doubled as a ramp to get to the higher levels.

Jeanne quietly moved into the building and slowly made her way up to the attic, noting that there were no stairs; only ladders. True to what the secretary had said, the room was haunted. Of course, being who she was, Jeanne could tell that it was only haunted by a small, mischievous spirit.

"Heh, heh, heh… They've sent up a cute, proper girl this time… I'll have to lift up her skirt whenever there're boys in here…" the spirit muttered, rubbing its hands together as it smiled evilly. Jeanne sighed, walked over, and picked it up. "Hey, what the—"

"You will do no such thing." The girl said, glaring at it.

"You're just a human! You can't see me, let alone touch me! It's not possible!" the small spirit protested, trying to wiggle out of her grasp. Jeanne smiled.

"I'm a Shaman, and more then capable of sending you to the next world." The girl told it firmly. The spirit turned several shades paler. "Now, you are going to leave this building, and if you so much as think of pulling a prank on anybody, then I will send you on. Is that clear?" the spirit nodded meekly. As soon as Jeanne let go, it zoomed off. "Well, that's taken care of… Now to unpack." The girl said, looking at her things. They had already been sent up; having been mailed courtesy of her mother. The girl opened the first box and groaned. "Mother… I asked you not to send these frilly things…" she muttered. "At least it looks like you got a few uniforms in, too." She muttered something. "I can't let anybody see these; they'll think I'm crazy." Muttering, she quickly put the clothes in the back of the bottom drawer of her huge dresser. Three more boxes resulted in the girl finding frilly blouses, frilly skirts, and frilly underwear. The girl sighed in defeat. "…Why couldn't my family be normal?" the girl asked, hiding the horrid garments in the same place she'd hid the others. Opening another box, the girl took a deep breath before looking inside.

"Who're you?" a voice asked. Jeanne froze.

"Um… I'm the new resident of this room." She said, smiling at her visitor after she had regained her composure.

"Oh, you are? I'd better warn you, then, there's a ghost in here that's kind of perverted…" the person began. Jeanne shrugged.

"I'm not too worried."

"Your funeral… Or at least that of your privacy." the boy replied, shrugging. He walked back downstairs. Jeanne breathed a sigh of relief.

"If he'd seen the stupid teddy bear that my mother—" the girl began, pulling it out of the box.

"That reminds me…" the boy said sticking his head back in. Jeanne squeaked and hid the bear behind her back, blushing in embarrassment. "…Ooooookay. Anyways, you have been officially assigned to the same dorm as the guy considered to be the hottest in the school as of the last poll at nine thirty this morning, so if you're going to be one of his obsessed fans, don't take unfair advantage of living near him. The other girls will kill you. Not to mention what I'd do; he's my brother and he has too big of an ego as it is." He left again. Jeanne sighed and quickly stuffed the bear back into the box, which was then hidden behind her dresser.

Firmly closing and locking her door, the girl began looking through the rest of her things, glad that her mother had, in fact, remembered to include some plainer clothes. These were placed in higher drawers for easier access to them. Once the unpacking of the clothes was complete, Jeanne began setting up her personal items, including pictures of her family, her own blankets, and a letter from— The girl paused. Why was there a letter in her things, anyways? Blinking, she opened it and began reading aloud.

"If you are reading this, my beloved daughter, then I have passed from this mortal coil… Well, no, not really, but you are at your new school, and for all you know I may die while you're there anyways. Not that this will matter to you of all people. Anyways, I made sure that they placed you in a Dormitory where things would at least be moderately interesting, and I hope the fact that it's haunted won't be too much trouble. You're also probably wondering why in the world I included such frilly items in your wardrobe…" Here, Jeanne nodded, "…This is because I want you to be able to look good for a nice boy that you might find." The girl sighed and declined to continue reading the letter. The girl felt a tap on her shoulder a moment later, and turned around to find that the ghost had returned. "What?" the girl asked, sighing.

"I lived here first, and I'm not going to let you kick me out." The ghost told her, having evidently changed its mind. "So I'm staying here whether you like it or not." The girl blinked, then shrugged absentmindedly.

"As long as you're decent company, I suppose I can let you stay." The girl said. She finished unpacking her things as she heard people walk into the dormitory far below. There was a knock on her door a few minutes later. Jeanne moved over to open it and found the boy from earlier standing there. "Oh, hello again." Jeanne said.

"Hey. Anyways, my brother's in charge of the dormitory, and he says he has to introduce you to all of us, and vice versa." The boy began. Smirking, the ghost bolted forward and lifted up the front of Jeanne's skirt as far as it would go for a second.

"Why you little pest!" the girl yelled, blushing furiously while trying to grab it. Laughing, the ghost led her on a chase and went around the room several times while the boy in the doorway just watched, confused.

"He, uh, says you need to come down now." The boy finally said. Jeanne sighed.

"I'll get you later." She said, glaring at the ghost as she walked downstairs. A boy very similar to the one right behind her smiled as she came downstairs.

"Ah, here you are!" he said, smirking. Jeanne noted that while he was hot, he didn't seem to be exactly her type. "My name is Hao Asakura, Ms. Jeanne, and I have the pleasure of introducing you to everybody else."

"Just get on with it!" a girl yelled. "We've got homework!"

"Fine, fine…" Hao muttered. "Behind you is my twin brother, Yoh. He got some of my looks, but none of my charm, sadly for him. But you can ask him for help, he won't refuse. Watching the TV is Rodney; he's an anime freak obsessed with shojo shows and magical girls. If he wants you to cosplay, say no, or you'll deeply regret it. Telling him to turn the TV off and pay attention is Liz; she's very violent and will probably send you to the infirmary if you make her mad, which you will regret. The fat guy stuffing his face at the table is Tubo. Never agree to buy him dinner; you'll regret that, too. He's obsessed with food, and we think he may be a part time cannibal. Dark's over there in the corner acting evil again; don't take him seriously. He loves pretending he's the Lord of Darkness or something. But he can make you regret talking to him, so just don't do it." Jeanne blinked, and started to get very nervous as Dark glared evilly at her. "Over playing video games are Tai and Cchi, twin brothers who are perverted enough to get Liz to hurt them regularly. Wear a long skirt around them, or you will regret it. Or, better yet, wear several layers of jeans and a sweater that doesn't have a zipper."

"…Is there anybody I can talk to without regretting something?" Jeanne finally asked.

"Nope. Nobody besides my bro and me." Hao replied, grinning. "Double warning for Tai and Cchi; they tend to gang up on you. Last and probably least is Pip over there." He pointed to the stairs that lead to the basement, from which the sounds of a small, innocent, adorable baby animal being horribly mutilated were coming from. "She's very into evil magic, and can usually be found chanting spells to summon demons and the like, raising the dead through ritual necromancy, or hurting small, innocent, adorable baby animals. If she does call up something nasty, just come tell me, and I'll get rid of it. Or tell Yoh, he's pretty good at that, too. If we're not around when you're talking to her, you'll regret it. Yoh and I have enough influence to keep her in check. Let's see… Wait, I'm missing somebody. Oh, yes. Smiley is what we call the ghost up in your room. I don't know if you can see him or not, but--"

"She can." Yoh interrupted. "Judging from the way she chased him around the room after he flipped up her skirt."

"Ah. I guess I don't need to explain his habits to you, then." Hao said, smirking. Jeanne groaned. "Don't worry, you'll get used to this place. Just wait until you meet the homeroom teacher and our counselor. THEN you'll realize that this dorm is practically normal in comparison." Jeanne slowly backed up several steps, wondering what she had gotten herself into by agreeing to transfer here. Hao just continued smiling for several moments. "Well, that's about everything. Here, try doing what's on this list. It'll help." He handed her a piece of paper and moved off. Blinking, Jeanne folded it and put it in her pocket before grabbing some food from the fridge and hurrying up to her room. Once inside, she pulled out the paper and began reading it.

"Hao Asakura's Tips and Information for living in Relative Safety." The girl began, wondering why she was reading aloud. "First, inscribe the following symbols in the indicated pattern on your door… These will keep Pip's demons away. Secondly, wear layers of clothing and make sure they hide your body shape. This will discourage Tai and Cchi, who are major perverts, and Rodney, who's worse then they are when it comes to anime chicks. Don't look at his computer; you will be scarred for life. I'm serious. During the summer holidays, it's okay to wear less, but I'd still advise staying away from skirts and such. If anybody besides me or Yoh asks you for something, say no. And I'm very sorry, but we can't do anything about Smiley. He's allowed to stay in the building, provided he doesn't go too far on his pranks." The girl sighed. After a moment, she etched her own symbols on her door; ones she knew were potent enough to keep demons and such out. After a moment's thought, she added them on the walls and window as well, wanting to be absolutely sure.

Granted, the cross she'd hung up on the wall was likely to be more then enough, but it didn't hurt to be careful. The rest of the day was uneventful, and towards bedtime Jeanne chose to start a diary, just so she could remember what had happened.

10/12/XX

Well, here it is; the start of my diary. Today, I must admit, was very interesting. This school is among the weirdest places I have ever visited, and I have an odd feeling that it's going to get stranger. I'm sharing my room with a perverted ghost, who I'm going to have to deal with sooner or later. The dorm manager is a little weird, but not nearly so much as everybody else. Yoh seems nice enough, though, and I think I can depend on him, though I have no plans to.

I haven't really spoken with anybody yet, and I'm not sure I should. All of my dorm mates are sort of… Well… Weird, from what Hao told me. I have yet to see anything to disprove anything he said, too. At least the free cookie I got in my information packet with good.

In other news, I think there's a few more spirits and ghosts around here then I've been told. Hao and Yoh especially reeked of shamanic energy, and if it turns out that they are Shamans, I hope we'll be able to become friends. Or at least not enemies, that's fine by me, too. I'm starting classes tomorrow, and my schedule says that I'm to go to the Counselor during lunch to decide how my time here at school is going to be. I don't really understand it, but if that's what's supposed to happen, I guess I'll do it. Miss Destiny seems an odd name for a counselor, though.

Well, I hope that tomorrow will be fun. Though I'm not sure it will be, after hearing about our homeroom teacher being the sort of person who makes my dorm mates look normal.

Ryu Dorm is nice enough, though. I looked around back, and the golden dragon that circles the dorm has a ramp starting there, along with a back door, and it winds around the building several times so you don't have to climb the ladders if you don't want to or it would be very inconvenient. See, the only stairs are the ones that lead down to the basement, which I've been told not to go into. I agreed, after hearing that's where Pip does her summonings from. Doors to the ramp are on the three main floors, though sometimes you might get on it from the second floor because there's a rather steep incline at first. As for inside Ryu Dorm, the first floor has the kitchen, some bedrooms, and a room for playing video games. The bathrooms, showers, more game rooms, and several other bedrooms are on the second floor. I haven't explored the third fully yet, but I think it's just bedrooms and a living room where people can relax in, watch TV, and so forth. I, of course, live in the attic, and it's very comfortable up here. The ceiling has lots of insulation, so it's pretty warm. The window's small enough that you can't get in through it, but big enough to get a nice view of outside. The best part is that there's a very small room, just big enough to stand in, that people use before entering my room. That was I can lock both the trapdoor and the main door for double protection against perverts.

Jeanne

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Next time on Twists of Fate:

Jeanne realizes that homeroom is going to be a very bad class, once she learns about her teacher's… habits and teaching methods, and why she should bring a shield to class. Then she finds out that the school counselor is fully prepared to cause havoc in her lifestyle. Smiley pulls several more jokes, a sword-wielding ghost does kitchen work, and Jeanne learns the hard way why it's a good idea to stay away from Pip.

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