Shaman King Fan Fiction ❯ Ivy, Shaman Runaway ❯ He’s Everything You Want ( Chapter 35 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Disclaimer: I don't own Shaman King.
 
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He's Everything You Want
I walked quickly, still smirking to Ivy's room. I wiped the smirk from my face, and replaced it with a caring smiled. Ivy was out cold asleep. “Ivy…Ivy…” I gently shook her, trying to rouse her from her deep slumber.
 
“Five more minutes Sissy.” Ivy mumbled as she turned in her sleep. `Sister? Why would she call me…nonsense. That must be Judo talking to Jun.' I rolled my eyes at the sleeping form curled up on the bed.
 
“Yoh…” Ivy called. I would have slapped her if it weren't for my cunning scheme. `How dare she be dreaming about my fiancée!! Only I am aloud to do that!!! She'll get hers…I'll make sure of it.'
 
“IVY!!” I called one last time.
 
The girl instantly awoke in a state of confusion from the rude awakening. “Wha? What's going on?” She immediately brightened when she spotted me. “Oh, hello Anna! Ready to go?”
 
I smiled down at her and nodded. “Do you want to get changed first? I can wait downstairs for you.”
 
“Okay! I'll be down in ten!” Ivy chirped.
 
I nodded with a feigned sweet grin on my face. `I need to go reconcile with Yoh anyway, so that I don't look suspicious.'
 
I walked down the stairs and into the living room where everyone was gathered, doing various pointless and weird things. A hush fell over the room as I entered.
 
“Hey, Anna…What's up?” Horo asked cautiously. I glared at him, and my eyes traveled the room glaring at anyone who would meet my icy gaze. My glare softened when my eyes fell on Yoh.
 
“Yoh? Can I talk to you for a moment?” I almost whispered.
 
“Sure.” He stood up and walked over to me. He put his arm around my waist and his hand resting on my hip as he led me out of the room. He led me to the kitchen, and closed the door behind us. “What do you need, Anna?” He questioned, worry filling his eyes.
 
He really felt guilty about breaking the engagement. “About you and Ivy…” I trailed off. It was hard to lie to Yoh when he looked so worried about me.
 
He jumped in and started apologizing again, “—Anna, I'm so sorry…but I…I don't know how to explain this without sounding cruel. I really hope I didn't hurt you too badly—I just wanted to—I don't know…get it over with, I guess? I really didn't mean to hurt you, I really care about you Anna, you're one of my closest friends, and I really didn't want to have to break the news to you, but I figured that going behind your back would be worse, right? I've never done this before, and I-I-I…” Yoh paused as he looked up from the floor and into my eyes. “What was I saying?” He was totally bewitched by the mourning look in my eyes. He slowly edged closer to my mouth, still in somewhat of a trance. I too moved forward, closing the gap in between us. Two arms slid slyly around my waist, and pulled me tightly up against Yoh's muscular physique. My arms instinctively encircled his neck.
 
My eyes were halfway closed as were his. We were only inches apart and I could feel his warm breath and with my chest pressed firmly against his, I was sure that he could feel the rapid beat of my heart. I mentally noted that he was the one who started the kiss, not I. He was going to kiss me!! Of his OWN FREE WILL!! Unfortunately, as soon as I thought this he pulled back and released me.
 
“Oh, now I remember, I was talking about Ivy…” Yoh returned to his previous train of thought, pretending that the almost kiss didn't happen.
 
SLAP!!
 
Yoh looked up from the ground, startled at my rock solid slap. “What was that for?!” He whimpered.
 
I looked menacingly down at him, my stupid, oblivious, X-fiancée. “How can you be so cruel as to tease me like that!?” I could sense the on coming tears.
 
“I'm sorry…I can't…I just…” He stood back up and looked guiltily at me. “What do you want from me Anna? I'll try my best, but I don't think I can give you what you'll ask for…”
 
“Oh, you can give me everything I want and more, Yoh.” I glared dangerously at him as I backed him up against the wall. “You just won't.”
 
Yoh gulped as I grabbed him by the collar and pushed my face into his so that our noses were touching. Yoh of course couldn't get away because he was pressed firmly between the wall and my body. “And what is it you want Anna?” He stuttered at the closeness of our bodies. I never let anyone touch me, but now I was throwing myself on top of him.
 
I lowered my voice to a desperate, dangerous, raspy whisper. “`What do I want', Yoh? What any woman would want.” Yoh tensed at the use of the word `woman' instead of `girl'. “Late at night, I want to be the one driving you crazy while you make me scream bloody murder in ultimate, intimate pain and pleasure.”
 
“A-A-Anna…!” Yoh gasped as my hand dropped to his thigh.
 
“What?” I questioned as I moved my mouth to his neck, biting hard.
 
“Oh, GOD!! ANNA!!” Yoh tried to stifle a scream as his breathing sped up.
 
The other inhabitants of the house had heard Yoh's screams and came running to the kitchen door, but finding it locked, they pressed their ears to the door to better hear what was going inside the sealed room.
 
“She's murdering him!” Jocko exclaimed in an exasperated whisper.
 
“That or they're doing some heavy necking.” Horo informed the others suggestively.
 
“They're what?” Ren asked obliviously.
 
Horo Horo rolled his eyes at the Chinese Shaman, “Dude! Necking! Have you never made out with a girl before?!”
 
“Scream louder.” I commanded, a cruel, sadistic tone crept into my voice. “I want that little fiancée of yours to hear you scream my name.” I moved down his neck and bit again.
 
“ANNA, STOP!!!” He started to fight me, trying to break away. I couldn't have that happen; I wasn't done torturing him yet. I used my powers to bind him so that he didn't have use of his arms or hands. “Why are you doing this?!” He managed to get out before I resumed work on his neck. I felt like a vampire marking its prey, but that didn't stop me.
 
“I'm doing this because when Ivy and I get home tonight, I'm letting her have you. I'm not putting up a fight or anything. I've always wanted to do this to you, so now before I give you up, I just…I love you Yoh, but I want you to be happy, so I'm letting you go. I just hope that Ivy doesn't hurt you. I'll always take you back though if she does hop town. She just seems like the runaway bride type to me.” I moved upward to his ear, which I softly nibbled on.
 
“Uhhhh…she's not like that, Anna, I kn-OW!” Yoh moaned and yelled in response to me sucking and biting his neck. I started to slide his shirt off and let my hand roam his well-chiseled chest and abs.
 
“Whatever you say, Yoh…Scream my name again…” I bit one last time at his neck.
 
“UH!! ANNA!! Anna, that's enough…I don't think my poor neck can take much more of this.” Yoh begged.
 
“All right.” I consented as I unbound him. He rubbed his wrists to bring circulation back to them, and muttered, “Finally.”
 
Yoh grabbed me in a way that movement was very limited. Yoh swiftly made his attack on my neck, and bit me in the same matter that I had him.
 
“Y-YOH!” I squeaked in response to the sharp pinprick of pain.
 
“There. Now you see what you were doing to me. Happy?” Yoh released me and started to walk towards the door, but he remembered something and turned back around to speak again. “Oh, and have fun on your outing with Ivy. Remember, you said you'd let me go after this…don't forget okay?” He kissed me lightly on the cheek, and left. A perfect exit, except, when he opened the door, a landslide of people came through the door.
 
Everyone else in the house had been listening!!!! I glared deadly ice daggers at them, and they all dispersed rather quickly muttering `Um, I think I forgot to do something.' Or `I just wanted a glass of water.' Or some other half-witted excuse.
 
Soon after everyone had left Ivy came prancing down into the kitchen. She raised an eyebrow at Yoh and me just standing there looking at the kitchen door where a whole boatload of people had just been listening to us make out. Ivy walked over to the door and inspected it; seeing nothing worth staring at, she stated, “I don't get it.”
 
“Get what?” Yoh questioned the confused shaman.
 
“What you two are staring at. I don't see anything very interesting about that do—hey, Yoh, on your neck, are those—“
 
“—Ivy are you ready to go?” I cut her off before she could say anything about the hickies I was sure I had left on Yoh's neck.
 
“Sure!” She chirped, her attention drawn away from Yoh's neck. “Goodbye Yoh!” She walked out the kitchen door, kissing Yoh's cheek on the way out.
 
“Goodbye Yoh.” I echoed, kissing the other cheek.
 
“See ya girls!” Yoh called after us.
 
`No.' I silently corrected him. `You'll only see one girl again. Ivy won't ever be coming back…'