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Fantasy Fantasy Highschool Life

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Han sat up on his couch and sighed. He looked at the floor and noticed that he had spilled his soda. He snapped and shadows began to swirl around the stain, cleaning it. He picked up the can and made it disappear. He opened a portal and stepped through and appeared in his room in Haiiro's realm. He called Fang and they began to wrestle.
 
Haiiro sensed that Han had appeared in her realm and she took off the mask for a second, looking at her arm and sighing in relief as she noticed that the final black streak was gone. She put back on the mask and shapeshifted into a floating orb of light, slowly going down the hallway towards Han's room.
 
Han was having fun wrestling with Fang until the wolf pounced on him and bit his shoulder, hard. Han winced in pain and pushed Fang off. "Damn it, Fang. You know my healing ability doesn't work with your bites." He looked at his shoulder and saw blood streaming down his arm. Fang made a sound that sounded like laughter and lied down, falling asleep. Han sighed and walked to the couch to sit down, still holding his shoulder.
 
Haiiro was floating outside of Han's door and slammed herself into the door. It hurt a little bit but she wanted to see how Han reacted when he saw her as a floating ball of light. She grinned, wondering whether he would be surprised, or just confused.
 
Han looked over at the door and saw a ball of light. He walked over to it, obviously confused. When he got closer, he stopped and smiled. "Haiiro, I know that's you. Your aura doesn't change whenever you shapeshift." He laughed and winced as his shoulder still hurt.
 
Haiiro stayed as the ball of light and floated around Han's head, wondering why his shoulder was bleeding and if he was ok. She couldn't speak when she was just a floating ball of light so she just kept floating around, surprised that Han was able to figure out her little prank so quickly.
 
Han laughed as Haiiro floated around him. He eventually got bored and decided to tend to his wound. He summoned a first aid kit and began to wrap the bite in gauze. He winced once the alcohol covered gauze touched the wound but he continued to wrap it. Once finished, he dispelled the kit and sat on the couch.
 
Haiiro rested herself on top of Han's head, kind of liking just being able to float around freely, not bound by the laws of gravity. She wondered how Han had got wounded and was glad that Han wasn't hurt badly. She focused on keeping herself awake, since the powers of the mask wouldn't work if she fell asleep.
 
Han laughed and grabbed Haiiro off his head. He spun her on his finger like a basketball before setting her on his lap. He turned on the TV and began to watch NCIS.
 
Haiiro was really dizzy from Han spinning her and was having trouble seeing correctly. She started warming up a little bit. Meanwhile, in her artifact room, the axe started glowing and fell off of it's pedestal, smashing into the floor and cracking it, but not doing anything else.
 
Han yawned and stretched. He snapped and a blanket appeared over him, covering half his body and Haiiro. Fang got up and walked over to the couch. He got up and lied next to Han, whom began to pet the giant wolf.
 
Haiiro sighed, her sigh barely audible and sounding much more high pitched then her normal voice, and kept warming up, trying not to fall asleep. She didn't want to abruptly become her normal self again when she was asleep.
 
Han decided to turn off the TV and summon a book. He snapped and a copy of 'The Giver' appeared on his hands. He turned to the first page and began to read.
 
Haiiro started to feel a bit odd and started to flicker before disappearing, appearing in a completely black room with the axe in her hand and holding her mask in her other hand. A voice echoed through the room. "So, it was you who stole my axe, return it." Haiiro tosses the axe away and it disappears. "Alright, for returning my axe I will not punish you, you may leave." She appears back outside of Han's room, putting the mask back on and becoming the ball of light again, floating around aimlessly in Han's room.
 
Han looked up from his book to see Haiiro floating around. "What the hell?" He lifted the blanket and looked on his lap. "How did you get out?" He shook his head. "I must be losing my marbles." He laughed and continued to read his book.
 
Haiiro smiled, deciding to see how fast she could go. She slowly floated back until she was touching the wall and aimed straight for the hallway door, rocketing straight into the hallway too fast to be seen and only stopping when she slammed into a door, which caused her to fall down.
 
Han didn't notice Haiiro whenever she sped out of his room, he only heard a loud bang. He sighed but ignored it. "Silly girl." He laughed and turned the page on his book.
 
Haiiro took off the mask and was back to normal, she started walking back to Han's room. Rubbing the back of her head. It hurt alot more than she thought it would, but if she didn't stop herself by ramming into something she probably would have kept floating.
 
After finishing chapter three of his book, Han set it down on the table and stood up. He walked over to his closet and opened it. He took off his shirt and looked through the ones hanging up. It was getting colder so he was searching for a long sleeved shirt.
 
(Haiiro teleported Jax to her realm and turned him into a maid with a sword, and now she is responding by the name Janna.) Haiiro pauses for a second and walks into her hallway of artifacts, placing her mask back on it's pedestal. She finally noticed that Janna had been standing there for days upon days and came up with a great idea. "Janna, I order you to do anything Taokaka tells you to, you may return to Earth." She says, Janna disappearing and appearing in front of Tao silently. Haiiro walks back to Han's room, smiling as she uses a stone she had hidden in her pocket to watch over Janna and everything she does.
 
Han looked through his closet and didn't find anything that he wanted to wear. He could just summon a shirt but he was too lazy to do that. He just shrugged it off and sat on the couch, still shirtless. He lied down, head on Fang and legs on the edge of the couch.
 
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