SM: I am so sorry! I haven't done any fanfics in two + years! I had promised someone that I would get some of my fics more chapters in a month, and that was four months ago. I AM SORRY! I am not going to make up excuses, but I am sorry. I will continue though it will most likely be complete and utter randomness, but most of my stories are never really thought out so it won't be any difference. I don't own Shaman King. Enjoy! R&R

Thanks to the reviewers - Hikari Aiko, WaterSpriteGirl, YaoiFan26 - these are just my latest ones, I want to thank you all though. Oh and Llamachick I have seen Princess Bride, I have liked it since it was first released (And that was when I was a kid) is the end of the last chappy really like it, if so then it was probably my mind going to it (I can quote nearly the whole film ;) Thanks for the review.

I hate doing this but if I don't get at least two reviews then I may not continue (I don't mind if they just say 'Hi I've read it' I just want to know that someone out there has read it.) PLEASE REVIEW! (Even though I am a bad authoress and haven't updated in ages, and don't deserve it!)

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In a cave

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Ren woke up to the sound of a drip. He listened to it intently, drip, drop, drip, drop, drip, drop. It was as regular as clockwork. It hypnotized him; he closed his eyes, focusing his breathing to be like the drip. His body calmed and his mind went blank.

He was brought out of his hypnosis by a hand on his cheek. He didn't open his eyes in fear of the face he would see, although he already had a very good guess as to who it would be. "Will you not even look at me?" Hao asked in a hushed voice.

Ren's eyes remained closed. "No. You look too much like the actual person I love." Ren replied coldly.

A hand swiftly met Ren's cheek, the pain of the sting grew and Ren hissed at the sensation from the firm smack. "You will learn to love me, my Ren." Hao breathed into Ren's ear sending a chill to travel up his spin.

"I will never be yours." Ren sneered. Hao smirked at him; he reached out and took Ren's hand in his. Without a word he ran his fingertip down the centre of his hand. Where the finger touched it came up in a red burn mark, running from the base of the hand to his middle finger.

When Hao released his hand Ren pulled it against his chest, looking at Hao is pure hatred. "Now you are looking at me." Hao laughed, it was a cruel harsh sound. "This," He snatched Ren's hand again, bringing it to his mouth and pressing a would-be soft kiss to it, "Is my mark. My claim to you. You belong to me."

"I hate you." Ren spat at him. Hao pressed his hand to Ren's forehead. With that the Chinese boy's world turned to blackness.

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Yoh's house

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Anna was happy. It was a rare occasion, she wasn't often happy. Grumpy, yes. Anger, oh yeah. But happy, that happened once in a blue moon. When she felt it, it was like a rush of the sea. It lingered for a while it marks the sand then goes in with the tide. Usually it lasted up to two hours, at most. Though this happiness had stayed for four now. She wasn't yelling, as much, and even smiled. She was happy that Hao had followed through with his end of the bargain. What bargain, you may ask. Well the one he and her had made, of course.

As Anna wanted to be the Shaman Queen she needed a full-proof plan that will allow her to be Yoh's fiancé, and getting rid if the little Chinese shaman was a good start. Hao wasn't all that interested in being Shaman King anymore, as long as he had the boy he wanted he would be able to settle for waiting another 500 years (That's right, yeah?), taking the soul of his boy with him. So they decided to work together. Anna making his other half stringer, so when they combine they will be even stronger, and getting her power.

You see Anna has ambition, and that is being strong, being the Shaman Queen will make her strong. She wants to be the best. Crushing a few hearts is alright with her as long as she gets what she wants. Now the next part of the plan is harder. Making Yoh want her as his wife. Though, she smirked, at least the main problem is gone, and as long as Hao keeps up his end of the bargain it will be fine.

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Yoh's house (different place)

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Yoh and Horo sat opposite each other. Neither speaking, neither doing anything significant, just looking at each other with blank eyes.

Horo broke the silence. "We could . . . um . . . try to find him." He looked at Yoh hopefully, wishing for the cheerful shaman to say a good plan or laugh. Anything to re-awaken the dead brown eyes.

"How?" Yoh said his voice monotone.

The Ainu looked at Yoh helplessly now. "I don't know. But there must be something we can do." He sounded a little desperate. "He's your boyfriend and my best friend. We can't just give up. If we get the whole gang to help I'm sure we can save him!"

Yoh got up and walked to the window at the end of his bedroom (where they were sat on the floor). "We can't win. We have never won against Hao. It's all useless."

SMACK!

Horo stood glaring at Yoh. Yoh's face turned to one side, a red hand print situated on his right cheek. "DON'T SAY THAT! That isn't you! Your meant to have hope and be happy. You're supposed to pull us through! Just because your psychopathic brother has taking Ren doesn't mean it's the end of the world! Its not meant to be this way." Horo had tears running down is face. "We can win. I know it. But we need you to know it, so you can help us all."

Yoh looked at his friend bitterly, his face turning similar to Hao's for a moment. "I am not your damn cheerleader. Am I not allowed to be sad every once in a while? I can bloody well do what I like; I can be depressed if I want! I am entitled to right now!"

"You have to keep strong for everyone's sake!"

"I want to do something for my own sake! I always think of everyone else before me! Let me have it for me this once!"

Horo turned his back on Yoh. "What about Ren? Do you not want to save him?" Horo walked to the door on the verge of leaving. "You can have your own little pity party. But I for one am going to think of a way to save my best friend. If you ever truly loved him you will come and help me. But if your party is too much fun to leave then I don't want you to come crying to me."

The door echoed as the older boy left. Yoh raised his hand to his cheek, looked at the door. With a small whimper he fell to the floor, closing his eyes. Small tears trickled over his face. He wrapped his arms around himself and wished they were really the ones of the boy he loved more than anything else in the world.

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Horo's room

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Leaning over a piece of paper on his desk Horo had written down any ideas he could think of to bring Ren back. So far not much luck, though he was very pleased with what was on the piece of paper; there was a heart that said 'Ren is love' inside it, a crudely drawn stick figure of Hao that was standing in flames with his hair on fire, a snowboard design, and a stick figure Ren with his weapon and a stick Horo standing next to him, along with lots of Ren's names in hearts and one with Ren 4 Horo. Looking over it Horo laughed, then sobered up upon remembering what he was trying to do.

There was a smash as the door jumped back on its hinges. A figure was silhouetted in the doorway. Horo smirked at the figure. "What can I do to help?" The figure asked.

"I knew I could count on you." Horo grinned.

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A/N: - WHEWW! IT'S FINALLY DONE! (The chapter I mean. Not the whole thing).

It's short but I think there's a few plot bunnies in there.

I will try to update a least once a fortnight. If people send me their love in the form a reviews and want me to continue. If I get reviews then I know people want me to continue.

Oh and - Hikari Aiko would the song 'Famous last words' by my chemical romance be okay as the song fic. Was going to start writing it after this but decided that I should ask you as some people have a big thing against the band. If you don't like then that's ok there's another song I could do, 'Turn back time' by Vengaboys. Which would you like?

BTW! I AM GOING TO CHANGE MY NAME FROM SATURNMAX TO LILLYBE BEFORE I UPDATE THE NEXT CHAPTER. Not like anyone really cares but I thought I should tell you.