Shaman King Fan Fiction ❯ The Shaman King Fanfiction of Unmentionable Horror ❯ Chapter Six ( Chapter 7 )

Chapter Six

 

Lyserg walked slowly down the dirt road. There was no conflict in his mind. It was jus a lovely night to be out under the stars. Small pieces of the moon winked between gnarled branches. The dust on the road puffed and swirled near his feet. Tonight the crickets chirped very softly.

 

After a while, the dirt road broke into an open, paved highway. There were very few cars, even for the hour, and the red lights sped rapidly out of sight.

 

When he had been walking on the highway for a mile or so, the road narrowed into quiet suburbs. The streetlights put a golden glow in his hair. Nobody was here. It was like being in a dead town. He would stop to contemplate a small nightlight's glow from a child's room, or the steady blue flicker of a television.

 

A car rushed by as Lyserg crossed the road. Here was a large park, empty and drowned in starlight. Sitting on a swing, Lyserg kicked off half-heartedly. It gave an ear-splitting squeak.

 

He began walking around the park in an aimless way. His soft humming stopped. Several feet away was a very strange sight. There were some people, doing the do, on a park bench. With a shrug, Lyserg slowly went on his way.

 

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The blonde read a story to the brunette. “Once upon a time, there was a boy named Yoh. Yoh was the best pimp-daddy ever. He owned the finest bitches. The bling-bling he wore was off the hizzle. People came from all across the land to buy a bitch for an hour, often paying hundreds for it, even thousands. Some came just to look at Yoh in all his smexy pimpin-ness. And so, his business prospered for many, many years.”

 

Mr. T and Ren jumped eagerly on Jun's bed. It was Friday, so Ren was allowed to have a sleepover.

 

The blonde continued. “And then, one day, Yoh fell in love. Her name was Ryo. She was his bitch; the one nicknamed `Honey Whips'. Her specialty was beating the s**t out of her customers. Ryo was fiiiiiiine! Yoh made her happy with money and gifts. People could see the love they shared.” The brunette excitedly kicked her feet, pulling the bunny-ears on her footie pajamas. “Sadly, it did not last. Ryo wanted a certain gem, the Yaoi Diamond. It is a beautiful pink diamond with a fabulous glow. You,” the blonde laughed, “Swallowed it when you were 9. That seemed to make it stronger, `cause you puked it into the Mississippi River. But this was before that. Yoh got the diamond for her. But when Ryo held the diamond, she was turned into a badly dressed 18-year-old man. She looked like a crappy Elvis impersonator. Right then, she lost her memory of being the fine bitch `Honey Whips', and of being in love with Yoh. `Goodbye!' she said. `I'm going to find my Happy Place!' And she was never seen again. Yoh was sad. His pimp-ass empire toppled. And in time, people forgot about Yoh, about Ryo, aboot a great empire. Only Yoh remembers what was, holding the gold-plated whip he gave her. Now go to sleep.” The blonde sat before the TV. “I have to watch TV all night and…” she began snoring. The brunette ate out of a jelly jar for a while and passed out in front of the fridge.

 

Tears coursed steadily from Ryo's eyes, but did not smudge his Mary-Sue makeup. “My memory came back. I love you! Daddy, I don't want to be a ho no more! But I can't break the curse!” Ryo cried for a long time on Yoh's manly shoulder.

 

Eliza opened the mail. Faust was upstairs showering and watching porn. Yes, those rich bastards had a TV in their shower. He was anticipating the money shot when Eliza whipped the shower door open. Faust shrieked, trying to cover his growing chest with a towel. Eliza screamed, “You ho! You ho! You skank-ass bitch!”

 

Horohoro was sleeping. Actually, he was passed out. The brunette had seen him. She had also thrown a gay guy at him. She was trying to save him years of sexual ambiguity.

 

A/N- And there's the back-story to the story itself. The Yaoi Diamond was made stronger after I ate because of my deep adoration of yaoi. It seems as though there is a bad joke about Faust showing itself over there. More on that later. I would like to note that I have never been to the Mississippi River, let alone puked in it. This chapter had the least paragraph breaks in it. The “throw a gay guy at him” joke is explained on my profile. Umm…I apologize for taking so long to update. I'm lazy, and then exams kicked me in the ass. It was painful. But now school is out, and someday, all twenty-freakin'-three chapters will be up. This means I have…sixteen chapters left to write, since I already wrote chapter seven in the notebook.