Here's my third fanfic! YAAAY! Lol. Ruby and them are all OC's therefore they're MINE! ALL MINE! HAHAHAHA! I'm ok. Anyhow, review if you have time! I always love reviewers.

Disclaimer: Why would I be writing fan fics if I owed Shaman King? Ok, maybe I would still write them even if I owed it.

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"Yoh! Get going with that dinner! I'm not in a patient mood today! And don't forget your five hundred push-ups after dinner, you lazy slacker!" I yelled angrily. Yoh whined something and dragged himself into the kitchen. I sighed and leaned back against the couch. My favorite soap opera played on the TV screen, but my thoughts weren't on how Chad had cheated on Mandy with Caroline.

I sighed and played with my beads. Maybe I was being too tough on Yoh. I DID loosen up a bit, but he was just as unappreciative as ever. You give him a cookie and he wants the jar.

The Shaman Tournament had finished four years ago, and my eighteenth birthday had come and gone, a few months after Yoh's. He was the Shaman King, but that was pretty much the only change in our lifestyle. Everything else remained the same. His laziness, my nagging... his friends, my trainings... his apathy when it came to me. We were still affianced, of course, but he showed such a lack of interest towards me that I found it hard to believe.

All he cared about was sleeping and hanging with his friends. I was just the annoying, persistent girl he was being forced to be engaged with. He didn't give a damn about me. I could probably die and he wouldn't care. I was just—

RING RING RIIIIIIIING!!!! The phone rang loudly next to me, making me jump out of my skin. I grabbed it quickly and picked it up just as Yoh's voice spoke in the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Yoh" Manta's voice said cheerfully over the phone. I could practically hear Yoh smile. I was about to hang up, but curiosity held me there, listening in on Yoh's conversation.

"Hey! Manta! What's up?"

"Nothing much, buddy. Just wondering if you wanted to go to the movies today, or maybe hang out. I think HoroHoro and Tamao are coming, but I'm not sure."

"Aww, man." Yoh's disappointment seeped through the phone. "Can't Manta. Sorry."

"Why not?"

"You-know-who's acting really annoying today. I can't seem to get away from her." I listened in mute astonishment, my mouth half-open.

"Anna's holding you hostage again, then?" Manta laughed.

"It's not funny! She's like the thing that won't shut up! Nagging on and on and on and on... She won't leave me alone!"

"Hahaha! The witch of the west!" Manta laughed. Yoh joined him, and soon they were cracking up over the phone. "I feel sorry for you, Yoh. Having to marry her and all. Imagine having to spend the rest of your life with that witch breathing down your neck?"

"Tell me about it! Every time I think about it, it makes me want to run away as fast as my legs can take me. And that's pretty fast, mind you. But she always catches up to me. It's like she has nothing better to do with her time than shadowing my existence." Yoh sighed sadly. I felt like my heart had literally broken.

"Maybe you should talk to your grandparents, Yoh. They're the ones that engaged you two. Maybe you could get them to disengage you... you know... like an annulment." Manta suggested.

"It WOULD be nice to have some freedom... maybe I should talk to them... but I don't know... Anna could get really mad. You know how she gets when I oversleep. Imagine how she would get if I told her that she can't become the Shaman Queen?" Yoh's voice said shakily.

"Yeah, but she'd leave and get over it. It's not like she loves you or anything."

"Uh... idunno Manta..."

"Imagine, you could even meet other girls, and choose one you actually like."

"That DOES sound pretty coo—"

I hung up the phone receiver hard. I sat back on the couch, hardly able to breathe. Tears nipped at the back of my eyes. How dare Yoh even consider doing that to me??? I made him! If not for me, he would never have defeated Hao and become Shaman King!

I stood up from the couch and walked to the door, grabbing my bandana on the way. Yoh's head poked out from the kitchen.

"Anna? Where are you—"

"What's it to you!?" I snapped and slammed the door shut before he could say anything else. I ran as fast as I could down the street, tears blinding my eyes. I ran as fast as I could, not looking where I was going, not caring what my fate was. I sobbed in despair and turned a corner when—WHAM! I fell back in the concrete, my forehead aching. I groaned and grabbed my head.

"Watch where you're going!" A voice snarled. I looked up to see a girl about my age with short, black hair with bright, cherry-red highlights on it and fierce, red eyes. She wore a tight, black tank top and a very short red skirt. A necklace with a tag adorned her neck.

"You were the one that bumped into me!" I grimaced back, even though I knew I had been the one. The girl sneered.

"Huh. And who so YOU think you are, talking to me like that."

"The name's Anna Kyouyama. And be careful of how YOU talk to ME, 'cause I can kick your butt so hard that your ancestors will flinch." I answered coldly as I stood up and dusted myself.

"You've got guts. It reminds me of someone I used to know. Anyhow, my name's Ruby." She held out a hand. I shook it hesitantly, thrown off by her change of attitude. "You look pretty upset, are you OK?" She looked me over. I glared and wiped my tears, slightly ashamed of crying in front of her.

"It's just this boy." I growled. And suddenly the strangeness of the situation gripped me. I was telling my personal problems to a girl I didn't even know! What had gotten into me? But the girl looked unimpressed.

"Boy troubles? They have touched us all. But what makes us different from the rest is the way we handle them. Us, we gotta stick together." She said. I narrowed my eyes.

"Who's 'us'?"

The girl smiled in return. "Why don't you come and see for yourself?"

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Lady Dragonfly-Yay! Chapter one done!

Zoe- finally! It took you long enough!

Lady Dragonfly- WHY, OH WHY CAN'T YOU STAY IN YOUR OWN STORY???

Zoe- Hehehe, tune in next time for The White Swan!