Shaman King Fan Fiction ❯ Ivy, Shaman Runaway ❯ Revealing Revelations Part 2 ( Chapter 6 )

 

Revealing Revelations Part 2

“I left China to find my real parents, but came up empty-handed in the long run. I did, however, find some information about my sister. She was engaged to marry an Asakura. I then journeyed to the Asakura Temple to learn that yes, Annabelle, (Anna as she was called) had been training to be an Itako with Kino after Mom and Dad found out that both of us had shaman powers and abandoned Anna at the Asakura shrine. Anna was now living in Tokyo with her fiancée.

 

“I was off to Tokyo when my powers over took me again. I destroyed a whole town before someone came and stopped me. I don't really remember much of it; there was a huge red being of some sort, and a girl was commanding the being. After a short fight the being and the girl were able to bring me to my knees. I woke up in a tent in a bed with the girl laying with her back to me. At least I thought it was a girl. She had really long crimsony brown hair, but was extremely muscular. When I stared a little more closely at the figure sharing the bed with me I realized that it was in fact a boy! I let out a surprised yelp; the boy's eyes opened deliberately slow. I had no idea what to think of the situation. Here I was in bed with a boy I didn't even know; yet he had saved me right? So he couldn't want to hurt me…or could he…I had no idea!”

 

Jeanne looked at me in utter horror, and Marco's expression mirrored his leader's (though I don't think Marco even knew why she was in `utter horror') Lyserg just looked at the two of them utterly confused as to the `utter horror' reaction.

 

“What?” I asked. “Can I help you?” I cocked my head to the side innocently and asked as was becoming a sort of trademark of mine.

 

“Sleeping with a boy before marriage is extremely sinful!” Jeanne screeched.

 

(Sigh!) “Oh, get over it. I was unconscious, and nothing happened.” I was beginning to get fed up with this girl's useless interruptions. “As I was saying! He looked me over and smiled.

 

==Flashback==

 

“You're looking well, my little pet. How do you feel, darling?”

 

“What?”

 

“I asked how you were feeling.” He repeated. “Are you not feeling well? Can I get you anything? Anything, just ask.”

 

“I'm doing okay…I guess. What happened?”

 

“Your powers took over you again, and I rescued you from yourself. You've been out for three days.” His smile weakened as he told me the bad news.

 

I felt my heart sink as I thought of all the lives I had probably destroyed. “Oh…how many died?” `Please not too many. Please not too many…'

 

“You slaughtered a whole village.” `NOOOO!!! Why? What's the matter with me!' I collapsed into his arms and was reduced to a pathetic sobbing pile.

 

“Wait. How did you know about my powers?!” I pulled away from him and looked wildly at him in confused panic. `Had he been spying on me!?'

 

He grabbed me by the upper part of my arms and pulled me closer to him. He grew ever nearer until I could feel his breath on my neck. He nibbled on my ear a little and whispered, “I know all Ivy Kyôyama, and I can help you to never kill on accident ever again.”

 

It was too good to be true, and I knew it, but he seemed so nice. He seemed like he genuinely wanted to help me. Little did I know I was walking right into a trap. “There's always a catch…what's yours?”

 

He smiled brightly again and started to gently stroke my cheek. “Very clever, Ivy, my pet. There is a catch. You see dear, it appears I've fallen in love. For the past three days it has taken every ounce of my self-restraint not to touch you, especially when I was bandaging you up (God I hate that mental image! Especially when I noticed my shirt had been reduced to rags, and bandages covered my chest.) when I first brought you here. Even dripping in blood and scuffed up from battle you're beautiful. I could have any girl out there that I wanted, but I chose you, Ivy. I want you. Be mine, fight beside me, do what I ask; I'll never ask for something you are incapable of giving. And when I'm Shaman King, sit beside me as my wife, my Queen.”

 

Again he moved closer to me, but this time he came within inches of my face. We stared at each other a moment, my cheeks burning bright red to match my lipstick and my body temperature skyrocketing. My reaction seemed to amuse him, for his smile turned into a full-blown smirk. As if it wasn't enough that I was already burning up, he continued to tease me by nipping playfully at my ear, then down to my neck, then my throat. He worked his way down my throat, and when he got to the base of my throat he didn't show any signs of stopping.

 

“Just how old are you?!” I blurted out. It was the only thing I could think of to make this boy I had just met stop before he got any lower on my body.

 

“Same as you, only a few months older. So what's your answer? I help get your powers under control, and you belong to me. Sounds pretty fair to me. Ivy, darling? I'm the only one capable of helping you. Take it or leave it. Going once…Going twice…Three times…go—“

 

He couldn't finish his sentence because his lips were preoccupied with mine. I'll probably never know what possessed me to kiss him for an answer, but kiss him I did, and he hungrily kissed back. We stayed like that for a minute or two before I pulled away.

 

“I never asked your name.” I realized out loud, “If we're to be married one day, I must know what to call you.”

 

He thought for a moment before answering, “For now you may call me `Master', but when you complete your training under me I'll tell you my real name and you can call me by that. And no cheating; you can't ask any of my other followers my name. I'll know if you do. Understood?”

 

I nodded. `But why can't you tell me now?' I thought. `I really could use some clothes, my shirt is practically nonexistent, and my pants are now mini shorts. And look! Now you can see that horrible scar on my left calf from shaman training with the Tao's when I was four.'

 

“You'll need new clothes. Come with me.” It was like he read my mind. `Weird.'

 

I tried to get up, but my legs gave out on me because of my three days inactivity. My new fiancée smiled sweetly and pick me up and carried me to one of many various tents.

 

“Kanna, Mari, Macchi!” Master called and out came three girls: one with long blue hair was wearing a quite…revealing outfit and smoking! The next one had orange hair and was bouncing up and down excitedly at seeing me. The last one was a classic gothic Lolita (style of clothes) blonde. She carried a possessed looking doll, and glared at me. “Ivy, this is Kanna (blue hair), Mari (blondie), and Macchi (orange). Girls, this is Ivy, my fiancée. She needs to borrow some clothes. You will be watching over her for me. Okay? Get to it.”

 

“Yes, Master.” All three girls said in unison.

 

Kanna stepped forward and started to circle me like a cat about to pounce on its prey. The other two soon followed suit. “So, Ivy, got a last name?”

 

“Not really.” I answered truthfully. I wasn't a Tao, and the Kyôyamas didn't want me.

 

Kanna smirked. Mari rolled her eyes. Macchi smiled even wider (if that was possible) and squealed excitedly. “Well then she has to have a nick name! Oh fun! Let's give her one Kanna! Can we?”

 

Kanna took another puff on her cigarette and smirked at Macchi. “Quiet, Macchi. Let the girl get some clothes first. She looks like she could fit into your clothes, Mari.”

 

“No. Mari doesn't want to share her clothes with that little tramp. She's come to steal the master from Mari.” Mari's voice was quiet and childlike. It was really quite spooky the way she talked in third person.

 

“You're talking nonsense again, Mari. He was never yours to begin with.” Kanna crushed any hopes Mari had what so ever.

 

“Mari tsumanai. Ivy should hurry and get dressed so Mari can leave.”

 

I picked out a black mini skirt, a red tank top belly shirt, and knee high black boots (to cover the battle scar on my calf). I also found a shade of lipstick that pretty much matched my bright red, so I reapplied my lipstick as well. `I need something that makes me look distinctly different from Judo…sure the outfit and the lipstick are new, but…I know! A tattoo!' I snatched some eyeliner from the makeup case, `Fake tattoo, of course.' I grabbed a hand mirror and set to work on my masterpiece. Around my right eye I drew a “3” with little dots around it. It stood out pretty well, and people would definitely notice it when they looked at me. My makeover was complete; I was Ivy now.

 

“Is Ivy done yet?” Mari asked sharply.

 

“Yes, Mari. Ivy is done. What does Mari think?” I imitated Mari's speech pattern.

 

Mari looked at me strangely for a minute before replying. “I think you look like one of us.” I smiled at the compliment.

 

Kanna and Macchi's mouths dropped. This was the first time they had heard Mari speak regularly. “Mari?” Macchi asked in concerned shock.

 

“What does Macchi want with Mari? Mari can speak like Ivy for a moment if she wants to, can't she?” Mari was back to her old self.

 

“Now about the nick name you wanted to give her, Macchi…” Kanna started.

 

Macchi bounded around the room in excitement. “Oh, yeah! I almost forgot! I've got a name already picked out. Tell me if you like it: Poison Ivy! Looking like that, she could easily get any guy, but she's engaged, so she's off limits and dangerous to get involved with. She's poison to any guy who's already involved with another girl. I think it fits her well. Plus she must be a major flirt to catch the master's eye.” Macchi gazed at me expectantly.

 

(blink, blink) `I guess I could learn to fit that description of me. It'll be Ivy's personality!' “I like it, but isn't that the name of one of the villains from Batman?”

 

Kanna rolled her eyes at me and continued to smoke.

 

Instead Mari answered, “Poison Ivy is also a plant, but Mari thinks it suits Ivy well. Mari thinks it sounds cool.”

 

After Mari's words I was left thinking a miracle happened: Mari thought something was `cool'! “That settles it! If Mari and Macchi can both agree on something, I'm not one to intervene in God's divine intervention! Girls, let me introduce you to Poison Ivy!!”

 

==End Extremely Long Flashback==

 

“I met every one of my master's followers, and soon became friends with many. I was accepted into their lives, and they into mine. After three short months I had my powers completely under control, and my fiancée revealed his name to me…Hao Asakura.

 

“At first I was shocked, then I was confused, then I got angry. I had been tricked! This was the man who my four teachers had warned me about, and now I was to be his wife! I was in denial for three days before it sank in that there was nothing I could do. It wasn't so bad, he treated me fairly well until the tournament started. Then his romantic interest in me grew to an all time high. I couldn't stay trapped in the same little village with that teenage boy fire shaman with raging hormones. I had to get away. I began devising my plan and waited for three weeks as the beatings got worse.

 

“`Once we get to the Patch Village I'll escape.' I kept telling myself. And so I did. I made many attempts before, but this is the first successful one. That's about it. Do what you want with me now.” I finished my story and stopped the pacing I had been doing for two chapters now.

 

After a moment of silence (I think it was for dramatic effect) Jeanne said her trademark, “I feel sad for you. I now see you are really not such a sinner at all, except for your flirtatious attitude towards men. If you join the X-LAWS I'll let you live.”

 

`Shoot! This is not part of the plan. I'm supposed to never see Hao again! If I join these people, who are hunters of Hao, I'll surly see him…a lot! What to do…' “Can I have five minutes in private to think about this?” I inquired.

 

“Of course. Marco, Lyserg, guard the door.” With that they all three left giving me five minutes in which to pull off an impromptu escape spectacular.