Random Quote of the Chapter: "If you eat too much in the morning, then you'll get fat!" -Asakura Yoh, Ep. 64
Kitty: Yay! It's time for another fic! I figure that since it's summer, I'll be able to update quickly. So...this fic contains Yoh x Tamao-ness, so if you're against them as a couple, just click the back button and save yourself the hassle of getting mad and flaming me, okay?
Anna: Wait, why am I just about the only person who never gets to be with Yoh in your fics? I mean, even you get him more than I do!
Kitty: It's not my problem your fiancé picks me over you. (shrugs)
Kitty: Oww...my face...
Anna: It's times like these when you stick Yoh and Tamao together that I'm glad you don't own Shaman King.
Theme 2: News; Letter
Tamamura Tamao stood outside the temple door, staring at the opened letter in her hands and completely dumbfounded. As if someone writing to her in Izumo wasn't amazing enough, the sender of the letter was none other than Asakura Yoh-sama himself; Tamao's infatuation for the past seven years. Tamao read the letter over and over again, just to make sure she hadn't made some mistake...
I'm writing to tell you that Anna and I are coming home to Izumo for a while. To make a long story short, I lost the second preliminary round of the Shaman Tournament, so I'm coming home to train with Ojî-chan for a while. You'll be happy to know that I've got my own mochirei now, and he's really cool. I can't wait for you to meet him! Make sure to tell Ojî-chan that I'm on my way with Anna, and give Obâ-chan our regards.
P.S. Try to keep Konchi and Ponchi under control when we get there. You know how much Anna hates them!
Below the writing was a cute but hasty doodle of Yoh-sama, Anna-sama, and what looked like a samurai ghost, all in chibi-form and smiling widely.
Tamao gawked at the letter, red eyes wide. 'Love Yoh'? Surely that was an accident. Or maybe a misunderstanding. Yes, everyone closed letters with 'love,' didn't they? Tamao blushed, meekly trying to convince herself it was a misunderstanding, yet praying it wasn't. Her desires finally getting the better of her, she clutched the letter tightly to her chest, trying to get as much of Yoh-sama as she could, even if it meant only cuddling with a piece of paper.
"Tamao!" Mid-sigh, the pink-haired prophetess was yanked from her reverie by Yohmei-sama's aged voice calling from deep within the temple. "Tamao! Where are you! I need more tea!" Tamao didn't respond for a moment. On an impulse, she gently kissed Yoh-sama's little doodle of himself, as if the kiss would magically transport itself from the caricature to Yoh-sama's lips. It wasn't much, but it was more bold than Tamao could ever be in real life, and it comforted her to know that at least Yoh-sama's drawing had gotten some of her love.
"C-Coming, Yohmei-sama!" Tamao squeaked, almost dropping the letter as she scurried off into the temple to offer aid to her desired grandfather-in-law.
End Chapter I.
Kitty: Poor Tamao...the only action she can get is with a drawing.
Anna: That's all she deserves. Yoh's my fiancé, so I'm the only one who should get him.
Kitty: Jeez, Anna. Didn't anyone ever teach you about sharing?
Kitty: Oww...that makes twice in one chapter...take some pity on me and leave a review? Please?