since then? "

"I'm fine, buddy. We came last night. Together with
Manta, your family and Faust. "The sentence came with a big grin
accompanied.

"How? You all got together? When?"

"Oh, very late. We didn't want to wake you up."

The Asakura seemed to be satisfied with this information and stormed nowto Manta to greet him. What he didn't know, however, was that
they didn't arrive in Tokyo as late as Horohoro is claiming
had, and that he wanted to run up to his friend
when Amidamaru stopped him. It had surprised him very much
why he should leave Yoh alone. Anna had him, the Asakuras, Faust and
Manta informed about Yoh's depression. Yoh's family in particular was very excited about it
worried because they hadn't known about it either.

Yoh's mother had immediately made serious reproaches for Amidamaru
Language that it is probably due to the missing family. you
had all been, more or less, shocked. They did not suspect
that the young Asakura was so sensitive.

Now everything seemed to be fine at first, but they didn't know how much
Yoh hid. Horohoro sighed slightly as he took the last bite of his
Swallowed breakfast.His gaze fell on Ren, who was at the
leaned against the opposite wall and Yoh watched him with his
Relatives Silver (1) frolicked. They both glanced at each other and Ren
crossed the room, fell down next to the blue-haired man. Apparently that
Breakfast dishes that everyone had eaten in the meantime,
clearing away, they talked quietly.

"You've been with Yoh the whole time, how is he really? He can see
looks normal ", Horohoro tried to dispel his own worries, but Ren did
immediately dashed his hopes again.

"No," said the Chinese, "you haven't seen Yoh. Sure looked to him
Everything normal at first sight, but at some point we all noticed. He
speaks and eats less. But what's the worst ... "

"What, what's the worst?"

"I never saw Yoh's signature smile in the whole time.
What he brings to his lips is nothing more than a forgivenFacial muscles. How long do you think I've been listening to his words, it will be
already be somehow 'wait? In addition, he doesn't even do it anymore
says that he is doing badly, but again he does not want to be
let help. "

Ren lowered his head sadly. Horohoro put down the dishes and pulled the
Black-haired people in a loving hug. Unlike Ren, he saw that
not so dogged. Sure, he was worried about Yoh too, but if this one
didn't want to talk, then they would have to wait until he was ready to do his
To share worries with his friends.

"We'll be able to help him somehow, Ren. It'll be fine
", said Horohoro affectionately to Ren and pulled him closer to him, the
his hug returned. Until they shyly kissed at some point.

*

Several hours later, a large group of people were walking through a deep
Forest, looking for a Christmas tree. It was tradition among the Asakuras to take the tree
to look for and fell for the festival only on the corresponding day.Looking for you
always choose a tree that is not too old or not yet too young,
respecting the laws of nature. They were all shamans, after all.

They celebrated Christmas a little differently. For example, that was
Wood used for heating after the holidays so that the tree is not in vain
had been felled. They also planted a new tree each time as a thank you.

Mikihisa and Silver ran ahead, were at the head of the force and
seemed to be in the best Christmas mood. Immediately afterwards came Anna, Horohoro
and Ren, with the two boys standing noticeably close together. Who exactly
looked, could even see that her hands were intertwined. Ryu and
Tamao were fooling around, but it sounded pretty funny because that
young girls still couldn't speak Japanese properly. (2)
A little further behind you could see Faust chasing after Manta for fun
to be able to dissect his body, as he did when they first metwould have. Of course Manta didn't really know if the doctor was serious
the little boy ran to life, but nobody helped him. Only as yohs
Mother Keiko stepped in, Manta could breathe again and Faust returned to his
Elisa back.

Everyone was in such a good mood that they didn't quite notice Yoh something
was further back. The brown-haired man had his hands in his pockets
buried and stomped through the snow, his friends and family
after. The snow crunched under his shoes and the cold air surrounded them
him like a coat. White clouds formed his breath when he got the oxygen out
pumping and retracting his lungs.
He had told himself that at least today he would join his friends
wanted, but it was not hidden from him that he was pretty much the
was the only one who was not in a mood of love. From Faust and Elisa
you didn't even need to talk, not to mention your parents. SelfCouples who usually only approached within 5 meters seemed to be
Wanting to savor the Christmas spirit. See Ren and Horohoro.

The young Asakura was not surprised that she was his two best friends
came together whatever you wanted to call the relationship.
After all, they had always been fixated on each other. It did him too
it doesn't matter that they were both boys, on the contrary, shamans seemed one
to have quite a large tolerance threshold.

Only one person did not have this tolerance. Just for one.
Yoh noticed how his mood sank further and further into the cellar, but also when he did
knew he shouldn't do it, so no one could forbid him that day
to think of one's loved one during the festival of love. His love. That sounded good
nice to look at. But it would never come true. Never.
Because Hao was dead. He himself had killed him. It had to be like that, because although
Yoh had no proof of this, so he believed his brother would be in touchwould if he were still alive. He wouldn't have him so alone here in the cold
leave. After all, he was not entirely unimportant to Hao.

Which, in his view, was almost tantamount to a declaration of love, because about whom
had the asakura ever bothered? About almost no one, always only about yourself
himself and about his goal. Everyone was convinced of it, but he knew better.
Yoh knew from the actions of his twin brother that he was one
of his gifts, of which no one had any idea. Yeah, maybe not
once Hao himself, since it was part of his nature. The brew-haired man noticed
that the others gradually moved away and took a step around them
not to lose sight of it.

Yes, Hao probably never knew he was an Emphat. He
could feel the feelings of others, something that had helped him many times. in the
Fight against Ren or Lyserg, for example. Even so it was easier to know
how the others felt about it.They couldn't lie to him and so did Yoh
also always known that he could rely on his friends. Although there was
of course also the downsides of his gift. It was a great responsibility of
knowing someone else's most secret feelings that they might themselves
did not know yet.

Two things were still attached to his gift that he did not fully understand
could. Once it was Hao and the other thing he didn't understand was love. He
knew what friendship was. He knew what loyalty, trust and belonging
was. But love? He couldn't read it right, even with his own
emphatic skills are not. Or was it precisely because of his emphatic
Disposition? He was so bombarded with the feelings of others that he stopped
knew which feelings belonged to him and which to another? Or you could
Don't set love as a feeling?
Yoh didn't know the answer to that. Not a real one, because he had no experience
done with it. He didn't know what it was like to love someone who was his lovealso replied.

Which brings him back to Hao. Even when he first saw him at the airfield
saw where the shaman tournament was about to begin, he was fascinated by it
been. His brother had introduced himself to 'King Hao' at the time and
Yoh had been so confused by its present tense that it wasn't right
had noticed what his brother was feeling. It had some time and so did
Meeting lasted, which was so strange about Hao to him. It wasn't the power that did
he was not radiating that, it was Hao's feelings. Or to
to say it correctly, Hao's missing feelings.

He hadn't been cold like some others he'd met
and which were a test for him every time. Was in Hao's heart
no corroding hatred, no anger, no anger that blinded him. It
had been a calm feeling, the movements of which he had not been able to interpret. No matter
whether Hao fought with his father, Silver, or anyone else.There weren't any
negative feelings. But there was no love either. There was just nothing. Yawning
Empty. As well as.
Only if Hao had looked at him directly or was standing close to him, so
he had been able to perceive a few emotional waves, but then he failed
their meaning. These feelings were always directed only at him.
To himself and not what had to do with his abilities. But somehow
for Hao he must have been more than just the source of power. When he was in
Hao's soul was trapped, he had felt it most clearly. He was his
Brother don't care. Not at all, but Yoh had his own position
at Hao can't see. Something that saddened him. He didn't know when
he fell in love with Hao. He also no longer knew when I would be aware of this
had become, but Yoh felt he had his brother forever too
love.

He couldn't exist without Hao. Hao had been the purpose of his life. Before,
before the shaman fight began, he had never been able to determine why it was upstayed in this world. He couldn't tell because he was missing something. Something that
made him complete. It was like ... like what? Yoh felt like faint tears
his cheeks ran. Forgotten were his friends who were just at that moment
set about cutting down the Christmas tree. The resolution was finally forgotten
Get out of this damn depression.