Pairing: RenHoro
Summary: When Anna finally gets fed up of Ren and Horo-Horo's arguments, she forces them both to wash dishes. Together. A seemingly bad punishment turns out to be better than the both of them expected.
Disclaimer: Don't own Shaman King. If I did, I would make Horo-Horo wear pants rather than shorts (Too cold to स्नोबोर्ड, snowboard in shorts! Idiot Ainu!), Ren-In-A-Dress would have become a separate little side story, and the dub-logo would have pot leaves still on it, because we all know pot प्रायोजकों the dubbers.
A/N: Wrote after a round of snowboarding result in pain. It inspired me. Somehow.
"Ainu-baka," scowled the voice of the Chinese Shaman known as Tao Ren, who was furiously rubbing dry चाय cups and bowls used द्वारा the others residing in the Asakura household, many of which could be residing elsewhere, but alas, were not.
Horo-Horo grunted, washing clean the soiled silverware with a scowl. "It's your fault."
"Kisama! Is not!" Ren snapped, twitching and setting a golden leer upon the bluenette.
"Is too!" argued Horo-Horo, glancing downward at the shorter boy, before snorting and exploding into a fit of giggles at Ren's attire. Since all of the aprons were too large, though Ren had insisted on wearing one while he washed the dishes, he had to use a गुलाबी one, which used to belong to Tamao.
Ren fumed, rubbing और furiously at a speck of nearly invisible dirt. "Kisama."
Horo-Horo snorted, biting his lip to keep from laughing as he looked back at the dishes they had yet to do. Was it Yoh and everyone else's goal to soil as many plates as possible? It made their chore even harder.
Anna had ordered Horo-Horo and Ren to take Ryu's job, since the Ainu and the Chinese boy had gotten into a rather nasty argument, resulting in a kwan-dao having stabbed straight through a wall. Luckily, Horo-Horo had escaped with his head, having only लॉस्ट a few (but still precious) blue hairs to the ancient Chinese war weapon, which Ren was quite good at handling. Much to Horo-Horo's displeasure.
A few मिनटों passed with Ren mumbling under his breath, still rather irritated. Horo-Horo had a small grin on his face. गुलाबी definitely wasn't Ren's color. He was reminded of an Easter egg almost, the purple, pink, gold, and red of Ren. The thought made him snort, snickering against his will.
A towel snapped in his face nearly as soon as he started snickering, and Ren hissed. "Kisama! What now?"
"Nothing…you just…look like an Easter egg." Horo-Horo explained, restraining a fit of snickers and giggles.
Ren, and his hair spike, twitched. "And आप look like a blue broom…or paintbrush."
"What?" Horo-Horo fidgeted, narrowing his azure eyes into a leer.
"Hm. No…now that I think about it, आप look और like a complete and total idiot. Sorry. I forgot." Ren paused with a snicker. "You are an idiot."
"Am not!" protested Horo-Horo.
"Hmph. Yes आप are. आप and all of those Ainu freaks." Ren scoffed, turning back to the dishes. However, he was abruptly knocked to the floor द्वारा the form of an 'Ainu freak'.
"You…you take that back!" A dangerous growl, accompanied द्वारा a very uncharacteristic ice blue glare was being focused upon him, being issued द्वारा Horo-Horo. "Don't आप dare insult the Ainu tribe! Apologize!"
Ren squirmed slightly in the position he was now in; pinned द्वारा Horo-Horo, who was much stronger and heavier than he himself was. For a brief moment, Horo-Horo swore he saw a flash of fear in those golden catlike eyes that were right below him. Though that 'fear' was replaced with a glare. "The great Tao Ren never apologizes. The great Tao Ren never says 'Sorry'."
"Then what does the 'Great Tao Ren' say?" Horo-Horo questioned.
Ren paused for a few moments; glare subsiding as a look of thought overtook his features. "The great Tao Ren says to the Ainu-baka Horokeu Usui…" Ren paused his sentence, eyes softening. In the अगला moment, he brushed his lips against the Ice Shaman's, चुंबन him lightly, and leaving him stunned. "…aishteru."
A/N: So short x.x. I might write a सेकंड chapter, depending on आप reviewers and what आप say X3.
Hope it was good. Just one of those crazy little ideas that pop into my head while I'm causing myself extreme pain.
Summary: When Anna finally gets fed up of Ren and Horo-Horo's arguments, she forces them both to wash dishes. Together. A seemingly bad punishment turns out to be better than the both of them expected.
Disclaimer: Don't own Shaman King. If I did, I would make Horo-Horo wear pants rather than shorts (Too cold to स्नोबोर्ड, snowboard in shorts! Idiot Ainu!), Ren-In-A-Dress would have become a separate little side story, and the dub-logo would have pot leaves still on it, because we all know pot प्रायोजकों the dubbers.
A/N: Wrote after a round of snowboarding result in pain. It inspired me. Somehow.
"Ainu-baka," scowled the voice of the Chinese Shaman known as Tao Ren, who was furiously rubbing dry चाय cups and bowls used द्वारा the others residing in the Asakura household, many of which could be residing elsewhere, but alas, were not.
Horo-Horo grunted, washing clean the soiled silverware with a scowl. "It's your fault."
"Kisama! Is not!" Ren snapped, twitching and setting a golden leer upon the bluenette.
"Is too!" argued Horo-Horo, glancing downward at the shorter boy, before snorting and exploding into a fit of giggles at Ren's attire. Since all of the aprons were too large, though Ren had insisted on wearing one while he washed the dishes, he had to use a गुलाबी one, which used to belong to Tamao.
Ren fumed, rubbing और furiously at a speck of nearly invisible dirt. "Kisama."
Horo-Horo snorted, biting his lip to keep from laughing as he looked back at the dishes they had yet to do. Was it Yoh and everyone else's goal to soil as many plates as possible? It made their chore even harder.
Anna had ordered Horo-Horo and Ren to take Ryu's job, since the Ainu and the Chinese boy had gotten into a rather nasty argument, resulting in a kwan-dao having stabbed straight through a wall. Luckily, Horo-Horo had escaped with his head, having only लॉस्ट a few (but still precious) blue hairs to the ancient Chinese war weapon, which Ren was quite good at handling. Much to Horo-Horo's displeasure.
A few मिनटों passed with Ren mumbling under his breath, still rather irritated. Horo-Horo had a small grin on his face. गुलाबी definitely wasn't Ren's color. He was reminded of an Easter egg almost, the purple, pink, gold, and red of Ren. The thought made him snort, snickering against his will.
A towel snapped in his face nearly as soon as he started snickering, and Ren hissed. "Kisama! What now?"
"Nothing…you just…look like an Easter egg." Horo-Horo explained, restraining a fit of snickers and giggles.
Ren, and his hair spike, twitched. "And आप look like a blue broom…or paintbrush."
"What?" Horo-Horo fidgeted, narrowing his azure eyes into a leer.
"Hm. No…now that I think about it, आप look और like a complete and total idiot. Sorry. I forgot." Ren paused with a snicker. "You are an idiot."
"Am not!" protested Horo-Horo.
"Hmph. Yes आप are. आप and all of those Ainu freaks." Ren scoffed, turning back to the dishes. However, he was abruptly knocked to the floor द्वारा the form of an 'Ainu freak'.
"You…you take that back!" A dangerous growl, accompanied द्वारा a very uncharacteristic ice blue glare was being focused upon him, being issued द्वारा Horo-Horo. "Don't आप dare insult the Ainu tribe! Apologize!"
Ren squirmed slightly in the position he was now in; pinned द्वारा Horo-Horo, who was much stronger and heavier than he himself was. For a brief moment, Horo-Horo swore he saw a flash of fear in those golden catlike eyes that were right below him. Though that 'fear' was replaced with a glare. "The great Tao Ren never apologizes. The great Tao Ren never says 'Sorry'."
"Then what does the 'Great Tao Ren' say?" Horo-Horo questioned.
Ren paused for a few moments; glare subsiding as a look of thought overtook his features. "The great Tao Ren says to the Ainu-baka Horokeu Usui…" Ren paused his sentence, eyes softening. In the अगला moment, he brushed his lips against the Ice Shaman's, चुंबन him lightly, and leaving him stunned. "…aishteru."
A/N: So short x.x. I might write a सेकंड chapter, depending on आप reviewers and what आप say X3.
Hope it was good. Just one of those crazy little ideas that pop into my head while I'm causing myself extreme pain.
