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fruitysmellz · 2 months
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A friend once said that Yoh and Anna being married in their teen years is just 24/7 Horny O’Clock and I don’t think I ever recovered from that 🤣🤣🤣
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skhub · 8 months
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Shaman King Official Fan Book (2004) Asakura family profile pages and Q&A, Italian edition.
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readtilyoudie · 1 year
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Shaman King Vol 6
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redhatmeg · 2 years
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Yoh’s grandpa: As a future successor of the Asakura Family you must know this. You must know the fate that awaits us, Asakuras. You must know the entire 1,000-year history of Asakuras. And you must know the Asakuras’ true objective.
Yoh’s grandpa: Have I mentioned it’s about us, Asakuras?
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Yohmei Asakura (Shaman King)  » July 2
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04 – Shaman King Big 03 – 04/91
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O terceiro volume de Shaman King Big reúne os encadernados de número cinco e seis da publicação original. Aqui acompanhamos a segunda luta da primeira rodada do Shaman Fight – o torneiro shaman – entre Yoh e Fausto VIII, um necromante. A luta não ocorre muito bem para Yoh e o mesmo é salvo por uma pessoa inesperada.
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Yoh então decepcionado com os fatos ocorridos em sua luta, decide treinar para aumentar a sua força oracular, e com isso volta para a sua terra natal para realizar o treinamento com seu avô Yohmei, o chefe da família Asakura, no qual ele deverá entrar no buraco do Yomi e passar sete dias e sete noites no completo escuro.
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A terceira edição de Shaman King big em formato físico conta com 373 páginas preto e branco, reunindo os capítulos #36-53 da obra original, sendo publicado no Brasil pela editora JBC em junho de 2022.
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zarahxan · 2 years
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OC-tober Prompt #1: Travel
Hey guys! Back alive here for another OCtober! This one I’m doing was actually created by my friend, Keokotheshadowfang! This time, there actually might be more canon characters present, however, since the actual original name was OCTPtober. XD But I (and others) are gonna be taking a lot of creative liberties, and some of these won’t even be romantic (or explicitly oc-related). Take this first written prompt of mine for example, which takes place in an SKF-adjacent au for Hana and an OC of mine, where the two boys have a talk about adventure over a board game. They’re pretty much just platonic. :>
Hope you enjoy! (There’s also art down below!)
“You know, you’re pretty lucky….” Hana drawled as he sat beside his bed with his back against the frame. He absentmindedly rolled the dice in his hands and threw it onto the board on the floor.
A two. The blond gnawed at his cheek.
Hana took the orange piece on the board and counted the number of steps. Tch, a stupid board game, and yet he was making no headway.
“You get to be all over the place. I’ve only ever been stuck here.”
The blond watched as his board game opponent Kuu only stared at him for a moment. There was a trace of concern in his eyes, but Hana couldn’t be sure as he quickly glanced down to the dice, picked it up, and rolled out a number.
A six?? Man, this guy was just too lucky…
Kuu then spoke up as he moved his blue piece on the board, evidently some steps further than Hana’s.
“Has Tamao-san never let you go anywhere?”
“No, duh!” Hana complained as he gave the bed frame behind him a light whack. “… okay well, I’ve been to Izumo a few times, but that’s only ever been for seeing my grandparents.”
“Oh?” Kuu lifted a brow. “How was it? Over there, I mean.”
“…quiet. Not much to do but do some shamanic training, I guess. Great, big training halls that aren’t used anymore. But there’s this nice opening lined with all these big, old wisteria trees. Great-Grandma can get strict, but I don’t see her too often cuz she’s usually in Aomori. Great-Grandpa is too, but at least he gives me stuff to do. He also says some weird things, though.”
“What kind of things?”
“Like, ‘humans are like cancer cells that eat up the earth!’” Hana rolled his eyes, making his tone low and scratchy to imitate Asakura Yohmei’s tone. “‘And it’s our job as shamans to find the cure’! —Well gee, great gramps, but aren’t we human too?? So like, do we disinfect our fucking DNA or something? What are we, aliens!?“
Kuu chuckled, and Hana nearly smiled despite his frustrations. “You’re right.” His brows furrowed, with a smirk that almost seemed wicked. “That is bullshit.“
“It wasn’t lame over there or anything.“ Hana waved off. He took the dice and rolled. A three.
“Just not as exciting or cool as… encountering a random band of onryo or fighting an eldritch being in the mountains.”
His piece landed right behind Kuu’s.
“It’s not all fun and adventure with those kinds of things,” Kuu shook his head. He rolled his dice and got a two. “It was already daylight by the time I finished exorcising those spirits, and I didn’t get a wink of sleep. And that tatarigami? Nearly succeeded in decapitating a huge number of local kids to punish a nearby town for cutting trees from its territory; the whole thing was a mess.”
Hana bit his lip. Well, he couldn’t argue with that. He rolled a two. “Okay, sure, it probably sucks if you’re traveling and doing stuff like that but..! You get to save people, do actual stuff with your shaman powers, and see new places and people. Me..?”
He landed right behind Kuu again.
It was true, he thought. All he ever did was sit here. Studying for things he would never use after he graduated, doing chores, and just training all day, rolling with everything even when it was clear that things were being hidden from him. He was so tired of missing out and being put to the side…
“What if we went somewhere together?” Kuu asked.
Wait, did he hear that right…!? Hana blinked as he looked up. “…what?”
Their eyes met for just a moment before Kuu’sgaze drifting elsewhere, his face flushing in embarrassment. “I mean, what if… we made a trip somewhere? Tamao-san trusts me enough, so what if we went somewhere not even I’ve been to yet?”
“Tch. So there are places that you’ve actually never been to? So much for having traveled all around Nippon.” Hana laughed.
Kuu huffed as he took the dice and seemed to lack a little less of the grace he usually carried as he threw it to the board.
A one.
Hana couldn’t help but feel proud that he got him not to be so stiff again. “I said I’ve been around the country, not to every single place within it.” The raven-haired boy shook his head as he moved his piece one step. “…but I never really wandered through many of the southern prefectures yet.”
Hana rolled again and smiled when he saw that he was five steps ahead of Kuu’s piece. “Well then, who knows, maybe one day when Tamao-mom sets me free, I can go with you there and.. and….”
Kuu lifted his brow. “And?”
“Ahhh, what can we do there again? What prefectures are there? Hiroshima??” He scratched his head.
Kuu laughed. “You want to go places, but you don’t even know where or what to do?” He rolled and got a six. Darnit!
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“Hey! Look I just never thought about things like this, okay!?” Hana exclaimed, taking the dice in his fists and shaking it in his grasp as if the force of it would guarantee him a higher number. Now it was his turn to be flustered. “I never thought there’d come a time when I’d be able to travel around with… with….”
With a friend.
“How about this,” Kuu began. “Is there a place anywhere here in the country that you know you want to visit?”
Hana thought for a moment, the dice still rolling in his palm but his fists less forceful as he slowed down to think. “…well, I hear Osaka has a really good takoyaki spot. And it’d be cool to see the observation tower in Kyoto.” His mind then remembered something. “Oh! Oh!! And there’s a cool place near Hiroshima! An island called Miyajima, I think, and I hear the gardens there are—…wait, what are you grinning for, weirdo??”
Sure enough, when he looked at Kuu again, he found the boy with a small smile on his face. “Nothing.” The taller boy said. “I’ve heard of those places too. I think I’ve been to that observation tower. Climbed to the very top.”
Hana blinked. “You have?”
“Yeah,” Kuu waved. “Not as high as Tokyo Skytree, but still a nice view.”
Hana fiddled with the dice and sighed. “…well, aren’t you lucky.”
“Let’s go there.”
“Eh?”
“Once Tamao-san sets you free, and we solve this mess. We could… we could go to all those places. Let’s go try Osaka’s takoyaki, see the view from Kyoto’s observation tower, or visit the gardens in Miyajima. We could help people along the way if they need it; exorcise or put to rest a spirit or two. I think we’d be capable enough for that.”
Hana laughed. “You’re joking, right?”
Kuu tipped his head. “Were you joking about wanting to go anywhere?”
Hana couldn’t believe it. He grinned. What an absolute weirdo. “…Nah. It’d be nice. But we’d need money, wouldn’t we?”
“Well, then we’d better get to saving up now, right?”
The two boys just sat there in silence, both staring at one another. Hana felt as if someone had injected caffeine into his veins. What was this feeling? Was he excited?? It was just a pair of kids discussing a joy trip that had yet to happen. What was the big deal?
—just then, he remembered that they were still playing a board game and absentmindedly rolled out the dice.
A six!
“Aw yeah!” Hana beamed as he brought his piece to the finish line. “I win!! Take that, Dragon boy!”
Kuu’s thoughtful look dissipated as his eyes fell to the board in disbelief. “Wait, what—already..!?”
Just then, a knock on the door sounded.
“It’s open,” Hana responded.
The door opened slowly, and Uncle Ryu’s head peeped in.
“Hey boys, Mistress Tamao wants you both to help with dinner.”
The boys glanced at each other. Oh well, board game rematches would have to wait.
“We’ll be right there, Ryu-San.”
“Sure thing.”
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As the boys went downstairs, Ryu couldn’t help but stare after them with a sad smile.
In his mind, a cheerful image of a young brunette boy with headphones laughed as he talked with friends about where to reach Patch village.
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sakuranoumi · 2 years
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Fandom: Shaman King
Characters: Tamao, Yoh
Word Count: 481
Prompt: Gray
Gray. It was the color of the sky as the clouds hang dark, heavy, and full of rain waiting to unleash at a moments notice.
Tamao didn't pack an umbrella. Her divination told her she wouldn't need it, even when she asked again as far off the horizon had loomed dark and foreboding.
Now, like a single flip of a switch, it changed. The water poured down as everyone else ran outside umbrellas in hand.
She couldn't ask anyone. The Asakura estate was far and no one liked her. She could see spirits. She was different. She was quiet because it was easier to blend in that way.
She left the shoe cubby not bothering to change and instead walked back to the classroom. Maybe it would stop if she did her homework. Maybe she wouldn't have to walk home soaked.
Her math homework taunted her. It was so much lonelier now that Yoh was at the middle school. She had no one to walk with. No moments to pretend she lived a life of normalcy.
Had he even packed an umbrella?
The door to the classroom opened and Tamao had a faint apology ready to mumble on her lips before she was greeted not by a teacher's reprimanding voice but another.
“I thought so,” Yoh commented, standing in the doorway, “Ponchi and Conchi looked way too happy about something this morning.”
“I'll never be as good as Yohmei-sama,” Tamao whispered.
“No one will ever live up to Grandpa's expectations. I don't think he's ever had fun once in his life.”
“You sh-shouldn't s-say those things,” Tamao stammered, softy.
“And you shouldn't listen to Ponchi and Conchi. Come on. Let's go home. I brought an umbrella.”
She packed up her things one by one before heading towards Yoh and out the door of her classroom. She traded her shoes at the shoe cubby and true to Yoh's word he had an umbrella to shelter the both of them.
“You didn't have too,” Tamao mumbled, as they stepped onto the wet ground and the rain drips fell plink plink on the umbrella.
“I wanted too,” Yoh answered.
She didn't let her heart race. She didn't let herself think about those things. It was silly. He would marry Anna. Tamao wasn't worthy. She wasn't chosen. Yoh was doing this just because he was nice and nothing more.
“I think I'm going to Tokyo,” Yoh stated, suddenly, “Somethings calling to me there, and I don't think I'm going to find anything here. So don't forget your umbrella okay? Tokyo's a long way away.”
Their last walk home from school together.
The estate was about to become so much emptier.
“Okay,” Tamao agreed, as her heart broke.
She'd just have to enjoy this. She'd just have to enjoy this for the little bit longer it lasted.
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This IS what you want, isn’t it, Shirakage Mouse??🥰
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moontheoretist · 3 years
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Me too, Yoh. Me too. Also, this moment when your grandson is like “I don’t want to become a Shaman King” and then you tell him how awesome being one is, and he changes his mind, because he would then be able to achieve exactly what he wanted when he said he doesn’t want to be one. Yoh, you were such a dumbass kid xD How can you achieve ultimate leisure if you have to work for that to happen? That doesn’t computer. This logic makes no sense XD
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zerefdragneel045 · 4 years
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Character presentation 4: Asakura Yohmei
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kr210 · 3 years
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Chapter Two : The Main House
This is Chapter Two of my Shaman King fic with Asakura Kiyoku. I hope you all enjoy it
Summary:
Kiyoku get's used to her new life at the Main Asakura house as she grows into becoming a powerful Shaman including experiencing her first vision.
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The main Asakura household was huge. Little Kiyoku was speechless as she was enchanted by the house and property in Izumo, Japan. Yohmei looked down at her scoffing at how sad the Branch family really was compared to the main house. “Come on now,” Yohmei told her, encouraging her to enter the house and the property of her new home.
Yohmei introduced her to her cousin, Asakura Yoh. He told her she would assist him in the upcoming Shaman Fights tournament. He told her he would train her to become a proper Shaman unlike her family and in return she would submit her power to the main Asakura family but more specifically to Asakura Yoh himself.
Yohmei showed her to her own room and introduced her to Tamamura Tamao, another helper around the Asakura household. He told her that Tamao wouldn’t be around much as she was training with Yoh’s father Mikihisa. Kiyoku was simply grateful that the main household would allow her to stay here along with training her. Here at the main house she didn’t feel like she didn’t belong. Instead she felt good being there and like she belonged there.
Her days were very repetitive there. She would wake up before everyone else and make breakfast. By the time breakfast was done Yoh and Yohmei were awake and she would serve them then join them to eat. On rare occasions Mikihisa and Tamao would join them all for breakfast. No one would eat until everyone was seated.
After breakfast Yoh and Kiyoku would go outside for training with Yohmei. He would train them together and force them to learn and fight against one another. Yoh would often find himself having more fun than training or would sneak away. Kiyoku on the other hand would train often but her training mostly consisted with controlling her Furyoku.
After morning training Yoh and Kiyoku were in charge of making lunch. They teamed up making sure that lunch was done on time and would be done well. The two of them worked hard together although Yoh would try almost anything to get out of it but Kiyoku constantly reminded him that they would both get in trouble if he didn’t help out. Guilt never sat well with Yoh so he was in a sense, forced to help out. They served lunch and would eat together with Yohmei. Sometimes Tamao would join them.
After lunch Yohmei would attend to his own work. Sometimes he would take Kiyoku with him since she was learning how to use all the elements and get her nature spirits to divine things for her. When he didn’t take her, Yoh and her were allowed to have time off. Yoh would take a nap or catch up on the latest B.O.B. album. Kiyoku would spend her free time connecting with the nature spirits. When dinner time would roll around Kiyoku, Tamao and Yoh were required to prepare. Yohmei wouldn’t eat dinner with the kids. Instead he would excuse himself to his room so that he could prepare for the next day and the kids were responsible for their night care. Eating dinner. Bathing. And getting ready for bed. Yoh often would be found falling asleep with his headphones on some B.O.B. cassette tape was playing. After fighting with Ponchi and Conchi, Tamao would end up falling asleep exhausted. Kiyoku was lulled to sleep with wind spirits and earth spirits whispering the sounds of nature in her ears.
It was like this everyday for two years until Yoh attended proper school. Then Kiyoku’s schedule changed.
Still in the mornings she was required to get up before everyone to prepare breakfast. She was even required to help Yoh prepare his lunch for the day as well. Yoh, being the good person he is, instead would try to help his little cousin out by preparing his own lunch. Kiyoku was thankful for the one less chore. The three of them would then eat breakfast. Sometimes Tamao and Mikihisa joined them. Other times only Tamao would join them. But they always ate breakfast together as a family.
Yohmei would take Yoh to the bus stop and the heir to the Asakura family was off. While Yohmei was out with Yoh, Kiyoku cleaned up breakfast and would prepare things for Yohmei’s work schedule. Yohmei already knew his great niece was capable of great things so he would focus her training on the same type of Shaman Powers of himself. She was to learn how to channel the elements to divine the future much like Yohmei could. But the difference was that Kiyoku should be more gifted at it since the child was already declared a Shaman of Nature by the nature spirits. Yohmei had high hopes for the girl.
By the time Yohmei would return Kiyoku would be waiting at the gate of the main entrance of the property so they could go see Yohmei’s clients. Yohmei would be kind enough to collect his things and carry them. The only job Kiyoku was to do was observe and learn.
After each client Yohmei would quiz and question her on what she learned. He would never try to have her divine as her furyoku was already still unstable. She was unable to control it and couldn’t keep it locked up in her body like a proper Shaman but for now it wasn’t releasing a lot therefore Yohmei wasn’t too concerned.
Yohmei would drop Kiyoku off at home before he would go and pick up Yoh at the bus stop. While home Kiyoku would put away all of Yohmei’s work stuff before she would prepare a snack for Yoh once he returned.
After snack and homework Yoh and Kiyoku would prepare for afternoon training. Yoh would learn to fight against Kiyoku and Kiyoku would learn how to control and use her Furyoku under Yohmei’s supervision.
When the air got cold and night began to fall Yohmei would still have the children prepare their own nightly routines. The children were to bathe, brush their teeth and expected to put themselves to sleep. As always Yohmei would prepare for the next day while the children got ready for bed. He was usually asleep by the time the children were as well.
This continued until the Winter before Yoh turned 11. It was one afternoon when Yoh returned home early to find Yohmei and Kiyoku in the living room. Kiyoku was practicing her divination. Yohmei was quite surprised to see his grandson home early from school. “We’re on winter break,” he had explained to his grandson. Yohmei made some comment but Kiyoku wasn’t paying attention as the spirits were whispering to her. She flipped over one of Yohmei’s cards and looked at him. “The spirits predict that this winter will be an average winter,” she told Yohmei. Yoh used this chance to escape to the day room since he was off school. Yohmei on the other hand glanced down at the table and nodded his head. “Very good,” he told her, reading the same outcome as his great niece. Kiyoku let out a sigh of happiness.
The next day Kiyoku joined Yoh and Tamao in the day room while Yoh was talking about this fiancee he was supposed to me in Aomori with his grandmother. Confused, she walked in and sat between the two while Conchi and Ponchi made some sort of sexual joke about this girl that Kiyoku didn’t understand. But the two perverted spirits were interrupted by a cat spirit named Matamune. “Good afternoon Matamune-san” Kiyoku greeted him. Confusion and Shock crossed Yoh and Tamao’s faces. “You know this cat Kiyoku?” Yoh asked. “Of course. Matamune is a cat spirit that has lived in this house for about 1500 years.” she said. Matamune chuckled. “I can see why the natures are fond of you Kiyoku-dono” she giggled.
“Ah, animal spirits are part of nature that’s why they are drawn to you” Yoh put two and two together. Kiyoku nodded. “T-then why doesn’t Ponchi and Conchi try to go near you?” she hesitantly asked. The other Asakura looked at the pink hair girl. “That’s because the other nature spirits don’t like them either” she commented lying back on the tatami mat. Yoh lightly smacked his right fist on the open palm of his left hand. “That’s it!” He looked at his cousin. “You can divine my meeting with her and tell me how it will go,” he said excitedly. Kiyoku glanced at Yoh’s general direction. “Yohmei-sama wouldn’t want me to predict something like that Yoh-sama” she reminded him of the limitations of her powers. But Yoh was too interested now, “Then how about just for fun?” he asked, giving off that carefree smile of his. Kiyoku thought about it for a second before she said, “Alright. Just for fun. So don’t take my prediction seriously” she commented. Yoh nodded.
Kiyoku left the room to get the practice prediction cards. Tamao and Yoh set up a tea table for Kiyoku to make her prediction on. The shaman was only gone for a few seconds before she returned with the cards. Matamune sat next to Kiyoku at the table. “You can use me to channel your Furyoku,” he told her. She glanced at the cat. “You sure?” she asked. He gave her one solid nod.
Yoh sat across from the table very interested despite the fact that the prediction was not supposed to be serious. Kiyoku channeled Matamune into the cat’s spirit form before she pressed him into the cards and began her prediction. Each card spoke to the girl telling her where it was supposed to be placed. The room began to get a bit chilly as a small draft of wind began to surround the shaman. She placed a few cards in front of Yoh. Other cards were placed on the floor signally that they were not needed or this prediction. Once the table was full of cards faced down and half the deck on the floor, Kiyoku snapped out of her trance. “Alright here we go '' she said reaching for the card closest to Yoh.
Yoh and Tamao both stared at the card intensely. Kiyoku flipped the card. It was a wind card facing upside. “Okay” she said before she reached for the card in the middle of the table. She flipped that over. It was an earth card facing Yoh. “Well that’s good.” she commented and looked up at Yoh. “So far, your fiancee will come into your life in an unexpected way but you two will have a solid relationship” she told him. “That is good” Yoh said. “What else does it say?” Tamao asked, looking at the other face down cards. Kiyoku flipped the card near Tamao. It was the fire card facing upside down. “That’s not good” Yoh said. Kiyoku’s eyes furrowed together as she started flipping the other cards one the table. They were all fire upside. “What does that mean?” Yoh asked her. “I...I don’t know. I’ve never seen this before” she commented looking at the cards. Fire could mean one of two things, death or rebirth. Yoh and Kiyoku exchanged glances. She was about to suggest a prediction when Matamune popped out of the cards sending them flying off the table.
“Ah I’m sorry Matamune-san,” she said, cleaning up the cards. “You still need to practice on your focus Kiyoku-dono. You lost focus and couldn’t keep your oversoul” he pointed out to her. “Right,” she said, looking down as she cleaned up the cards. Matamune looked at Yoh. “I shall accompany you on this journey Yoh-dono. I do not think Yohmei-san would want you to travel so far alone” he assured him. Yoh smiled and nodded his head. Matamune looked at Kiyoku. “This one has the potential to be even more powerful than him.” the cat spirit thought as he stared at the girl. Yoh and Matamune were off the next day to go meet Yoh’s grandmother and his fiancee.
Kiyoku and Tamao were required to stay behind and mind the house while Yohmei used this time to take up extra clients due to the new year. A few days after Yoh and Matamune left Kiyoku was outside meditating under the snowfall when her eyes snapped open and the snow started to surround her. Soon the whole house was covered in a mini blizzard. Several things flashed through Kiyoku’s eyes.
She saw Yoh. A blond girl crying. A large creature she had never seen before. Several snow spirits were screaming and crying. And wind spirits were trying to calm the snow spirits.
Her head started to throb as she grabbed it trying to focus. It was then Yohmei arrived and quickly ran over to the child. “Focus Kiyoku. Focus your Furyoku on one thing” he reminded her. He knew she was having a foretelling prediction. Something shamans of their class would deal with the rest of their lives.
With a deep breath the nine year old closed eyes focusing only on Yoh. “What do you see, child?” Yohmei asked her. “Yoh-sama. He’s with a blond girl. She’s crying” Kiyoku said. “Good, look around you. What else do you see?” he asked her. “Uh Yoh-sama is holding a sword and it looks like he has to fight this big red demon. It’s the size of a temple” she commented. “That’s an Oh-oni. What else do you see?” he asked. “Um...the blond looks sad but she seems fond of Yoh-sama.” Yohmei nodded. “What else?” Yohmei asked. Feeling a little more comfortable, Kiyoku began to focus on the nature spirits. “The snow spirits are upset at the Oni. And the wind spirits are…” Kiyoku began to feel faint. “What are they doing child?” Yohmei asked. “They are trying to comfort the snow spirits,” she said right before she passed out.
The blizzard stopped as soon as the child passed out. Yohmei eased the girl down into the snow. He allowed his own furyoku to materialize the snow spirits so they could lead the child into the house. He would need to make a call to his wife.
Sadly Kiyoku's prediction was something that couldn’t be prevented. By the time Yohmei had called his wife she had informed him that both Yoh, and Anna were out and that Matamune was with them. She had a premonition about this same thing earlier that day. Both of their premonitions were too late for Yoh and his fiancee.
Kiyoku woke up a few days later. Yohmei was sitting next to her futon. He was glad to see her awake. “I almost had to call Keiko to come take care of you. You were burning a fever of over 37C (100F) degrees” he told her. The child sat up and looked down at her blanket. “I'm sorry to cause an inconvenience Yohmei-sama,” she said, frowning. Yohmei placed his hand on her head. “As long as you are feeling better” he told her. She nodded her head. “Rest up. Starting tomorrow I’ll be changing your training. You’re ready to make real predictions now. No more practicing” he said. “Yes sir” determination filled her voice and eyes as she looked up at him. He let out a soft, fond scoff and left his great niece to recover.
Yoh returned home a day later. He told Kiyoku and Tamao about Anna and what happened to Matamune. He also found out what happened to Kiyoku and told his cousin that he was proud of her for becoming a full fledged Shaman now that she had her first real prediction. Despite the loss of Matamune, the Asakura household continued on with daily life.
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