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Title: Twin Stars
Chapters: 6/?
Author: [livejournal.com profile] lucathia_rykatu
Series: Shaman King
Genre: General / Romance
Characters: (main) Hao, Yoh, Anna, Jeanne, Ren (side) Horo Horo, Tamao, Faust, Pirika, Ryu, Lyserg, Marco, Ryu, Manta, Nichrome, Opacho, and others
Disclaimer: Shaman King is not mine.
Archive:
livejournal / ffnet
Summary: A child of the streets, Hao is awarded a chance to earn some money.  The catch?  Crossdressing.  AU world of singers and idols.  Throw in Yoh who is oblivious to Hao's existence, Anna and Jeanne who are competing for the top spot in popularity, and Ren who somehow thinks that Hao would be a good edition to his fan-girl base. Eventual romance.

(prompt #22: enemies)

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-chapter 6: growing suspicion-

 

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Hao was not happy.

 

More precisely, he was more than a little annoyed.

 

If he attempted to make a list of all the things that were making him pissed off at the moment, he could probably fill an entire piece of paper front and back.  His impacted schedule, his uncomfortable shoes, his having to watch every word that came out of his mouth...the list went on.  But, the most prominent reason had to be Kyoyama Anna’s suspicious glares in his direction.  He could have sworn that that girl had something against him that he didn’t know about.  It couldn’t have been because of his running into her on his first day at the studio.  He had apologized after all...and she’d be one petty woman if she were still upset over that. 

 

Hao was frustrated because try as he might, he couldn’t think of why or how he had upset the blond.

 

It wasn’t his fault that he only seemed to be able to antagonize everyone.  Take Kyoyama Anna for example.  Hao was sure that for some odd reason, she hated his guts.  Iron Maiden Jeanne didn’t seem to have that great of a first impression of him either.  After all, she had seen him kicking at a vending machine and swearing under his breath.  Her reaction? Haughtily buying him a drink without even asking him if he wanted it.  Not exactly the best way to make friends. 

 

He stared at his reflection, barely recognizing the former penniless boy in rags underneath all the pampering he had received.  He had sneaked off from the orphanage without telling anyone his plans.  He hadn’t even said goodbye to the young African girl Opacho, who had relied on him so often, or even to the rare friends that he had found among a dark-haired, Indian boy Nichrome, or to the three girls who referred to themselves as the Hanagumi.  Strange how they were a such a mix of different cultures...from African, to Indian, to German, to Italian, to English, and lastly...himself, Japanese.  Was he really Japanese though?  He certainly looked the part...but he would probably never know for sure.

 

Were they looking for him?  Did they even miss him? 

 

He glanced at his reflection again, scowling.  He had never ever imagined himself wearing mini-skirts when he had sneaked off from the orphanage hoping to escape having to wear hand-me-downs.  He would never live this down if anyone back from the orphanage saw him as he was now.  He hoped against all hope that news of the rising singer “Ha-chan” wouldn’t travel that far.  It was a good thing that he had remembered in the nick of time that revealing his true name to the masses wasn’t such a good idea.  At least, only Faust knew his real name at the moment, and when Hao had told him that he wanted to keep his name a secret, Faust had agreed without prying too much.

 

Unbeknownst to Hao however, Faust wasn’t the only one who knew his true name.  Someone else had heard Faust using Hao’s name before Hao had decided to keep it a secret, and that someone was none other than the sharp-witted Kyoyama Anna.

 

“Scowling at your reflection isn’t going to make you look pretty,” said Anna sarcastically as she passed by.  “You’re just wasting time.”

 

Hao bristled, though he refrained from opening his mouth and retorting.  His mouth became pressed into a thin line instead.

 

If there was one thing that Hao was most proud of, it was his appearance, and especially his hair. There was no way that he would forgive Kyoyama for her insult to him.

 

His lips curled up as an idea formulated in his head.

 

Should he call it...mission: make Kyoyama Anna’s life miserable?

 

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There was something about off about Ha-chan that irked her.  For one, Ha-chan had appeared out of nowhere.  Anna went to a prestigious school that many promising idols and soon-to-be idols attended.  Despite her long stay in the academy, she had not once heard about a girl named Ha-chan. 

 

Even more alarming was the similarity between Ha-chan’s appearance and Yoh’s.

 

Anna knew that Yoh was an only child.

 

Right?

 

Right.

 

They couldn’t be related. 

 

She had even suspected that Yoh was pulling a trick on her but had quickly dismissed that suspicion.  “Ha-chan” just didn’t give her the same feeling as Yoh did.  Besides, Anna had called Yoh up in front of Ha-chan to double check.  She had felt relieved when she heard Yoh’s cheerful voice over the phone.  She didn’t know how she would react if she had found out that Yoh was...crossdressing and lying to her about his identity.

 

Anna plopped down on her bed in the dorms.  Her roommate and part-time manager, Tamao, sat at her desk at the opposite end of the room.  She was going through her planner, jotting down notes about Anna’s schedule for the upcoming week.  A bouquet of flowers lay at the side of her desk.

 

Tamao paused in her writing as she glanced in Anna’s direction.  “Anna-sama, you have a recording first thing in the morning on Monday.  Shall I tell the school that you won’t be able to make it for morning classes?”

 

The blond-haired girl folded her arms across her chest. “Go ahead.”

 

Hadn’t she heard Faust call the girl, “Hao?” Had she heard wrong?  Was it her real name?  If so, why was she hiding it behind a silly name like “Ha-chan?”  Maybe...this was a clue to the mystery of Ha-chan.

 

Tamao nodded, indicating in her planner that she needed to call the school.  As she shut her planner, the ribbon from the flower bouquet got stuck in the metal rings spiraling on the side of her planner.  Her cheeks suddenly matched the pink of the flowers she was referring to.  “O-oh, um...Anna-sama, the m-model Tao R-Ren left you f-f-flowers. Um...should I get another vase out?”

 

Anna glanced at the fancy bouquet next to Tamao’s hand and then at the single flower in the vase next to the window.  The flower in the vase was from one of her fans that she didn’t know personally, but she had kept it so that her room wouldn’t look too dreary. 

 

One flower was enough.

 

“Toss them out,” said Anna nonchalantly.        

 

She had no need for Tao Ren’s flowers.  It wasn’t like she was ever going to accept his advances. 

 

“B-but, they’re so p-pretty...Anna-sama,” protested Tamao. She eyed the flowers sadly.

 

Anna glanced at the bouquet again and then at Tamao’s pleading look. She pursed her lips.  “Fine, just keep the flowers out of my sight.”

 

Tamao nodded, relieved that the flowers weren’t going to go to waste.  “Um...I’ll make dry-pressed flowers out of them! Is that okay, Anna-sama?”

 

“Do whatever you want with them,” said Anna as she lay down, staring at the ceiling.

 

Why did Tao Ren waste his time with her?  She had made it clear to him that she was NOT INTERESTED.  How thick could he be? 

 

Maybe it was time for her to pay Yoh a visit.  Keeping him out of sight for so long wasn’t a very good idea. Besides, she wanted to ask him if he knew anything about Ha-chan.  With that thought in mind, Anna swung her legs off her bed and headed over towards her closet. 

 

She needed to camouflage herself first.

 

“Anna-sama, eto...Bones Entertainment is going to hold a mini-concert soon.”

 

“Pft.  Who’s singing?  Ha-chan?” asked Anna, disbelief all over her face.

 

Tamao nodded hesitantly.

 

Anna pulled open her closet door forcefully.  “There’s something fishy about her...and I’ll be the one to reveal it!”

 

-o0o-

 

-----to be continued-----

 

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A/N: Sorry for the long wait...I haven’t had any motivation to write these past few weeks. Spring break equaled catching up on anime, playing video games, and making my cosplay costume.  I was aiming for at least one update a week, but it’s been two weeks since I’ve updated.  Bad me.

 

Do people read the “next up’s” that I write down here, or is it too spoiler-ish?”

 

Gosh...I absolutely suck at writing romance. >_< (What romance??)

Date: 2005-04-01 04:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_silver_/
Cosplay?! *alarm goes off in head* What convention??? @-@;;

Date: 2005-04-01 01:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mankin-rp.livejournal.com
Ah... But I want to see Yoh cross dress. So cute. Yoh could be a much cuter crossdresser than Hao, but you didn't hear it from me.

Psts... The rabit Hao-fangirls are still around somewhere, beware.

Date: 2005-04-02 07:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aethrin.livejournal.com
Next up thingys are so interesting... Glomp. It's a very well done chapter though Anna seems mean. Maybe that's just me. XD

Date: 2005-04-03 04:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aethrin.livejournal.com
^^ yea...

Well, she's mean to Hao. ._. Hao needs much love! Poor Hao. And she's very rude to her assistants, but that could be due to her diva status.