The young shaman just let the tears flow and it didn't take long
until his entire body was literally torn apart by sobs. Why could
he doesn't love Hao? Why did he, while Hao was with him,
didn't realize how important his brother was to him? Why did he have that
Didn't understand his brother's messages? Hao wanted HIM, not that
what slumbered in him. Hao didn't want his Furyoku, he wanted HIM.
Himself. Him, Yoh. That was the only thing he got out of Hao's feelings
can read out. But for what? Why did he want him with him?He was
was important to him?

Yoh slowly sank into the snow and wrapped his arms around his legs.
He watched the falling flakes, which grew more and more evenly like
slowly fell from the gray sky. The tears still ran, but through them
the icy cold that had fallen in the course of the following afternoon
the traces of tears frozen. Yoh didn't notice how he was slowly but surely
snowed over. His hair was already completely white, as was his clothes. It was
cold, his skin wet and he froze pathetically, but the boy cared
Shamans don't.

If he died here, so be it. then he would finally be back
be with his brother. Even if that meant dying and his family
to have to leave behind. Would they be angry with him? Probably. He put out his
Furyoku so his friends wouldn't find him prematurely. He finally wanted to
Hao. To his hao.
He felt how his body was getting weaker and weaker, how the cold his strengthate up.

After another 15 minutes, Yoh was sure. He wouldn’t do it alone
Make home. Now it was certain he was going to die. A slight smile
slid over Yoh's lips. The first honest one in a long time. Now he was finally going to
his brother can go. A murderer like him didn't deserve it anyway
Life. Who likes to hang out with someone who has his own brother?
had killed? What's more, that it was the person you loved the most?
No, he shouldn't be alive.
His friends were better off without him. Somewhere he felt sorry for them, but
he didn't want to and couldn't go on like this anymore.

Yoh closed his eyes from exhaustion. Now he also gave up his crouching position
up as his arms released from his knees and he sideways into the snow
fell. It was getting darker and darker around him (3) and the evening sky was also
meanwhile black as night. It was so black that you couldn't even get that
Could see snow clouds.The now white-haired shaman was one
Become snow hill. Just as Yoh felt his body feel the cold now
began to completely paralyze, he felt like someone was hitting him with speed
Steps approached.

"Yoh!"

The person addressed assumed the panic in his voice was only very close to the edge. He
wanted to be left alone. Whoever it was. He wanted to see Hao.

"Yoh, come to you! Do you hear me?"

Yoh couldn't determine who was calling him. The voice sounded familiar, but
who wouldn't let him die there? Could that someone not be able to do it alone?
to let?

"Let ... want to see Hao."

That was all Yoh managed to quietly manage.

"Yoh! Yoh, I'm here! Come back! You can't die now.
Not where I'm finally with you. Yoh! "

The voice sounded desperate. It had a soft gentle sound, but it was
clearly desperation to hear. Yoh felt through his emphatic powers how
something was trying to get through to him.It was a gentle, beautiful feeling. It was
Anxiety. Afraid for him. Worry about him. The feeling was predominant. But there were
other feelings too. Now that his body was so weak he could
feel almost everything concerning that person.

"Yoh! Don't leave me alone!"

This person was worried about him. She had come to see him. These
Person was full of longing. Just like him. This person wanted to be with him
pronounce. She wanted her to forgive him, but who was that? Who should he
forgive.
Yoh tried to open his eyes. He felt that this person loved him.
But who? Nobody had ever felt like this before. First
he noticed that long hair fell down on his face. Then he saw eyes. Tan
Eyes.

Eyes that looked at him with worry and longing. Something in him was reacting.
He knew those eyes. But they had never looked at him like that before, there he was
for sure. Suddenly he felt warmth. Those eyes radiated warmth.they let
Tremble to his innermost and stoke a fire that it went out
believed. Yoh was amazed. What was that feeling? Why did he feel this way
what if he saw those eyes?

But something else also happened to his body. Yoh felt his arms around him
of the one who was so close to him was pulled and already he felt a lot
better than before. It was as if a long longing was finally fulfilled.
Now it was turning red all around him. Red like flames. There were flames around him
around. Though he didn't properly recognize the face of the person holding him
could, he knew these flames were protecting him. They brought him into the
Life back. And those flames stirred something inside him that made him
never thought I could feel.

And yes, the more this feeling increased, the better he was able to regain his surroundings
perceive. Then the realization came to him. Just in a moment before before
he saw the face of the person, Yoh knew who had finally returned to himwas.

"Hao ..." Yoh whispered.

Yoh opened his eyes completely and looked at his brother. This one seemed
to be overjoyed that Yoh was among the living and fanned that
Keep the fire around them to keep his brother from freezing
had to.

Yoh couldn't believe it in return. That in front of him was Hao. Hao, be
Brothers. His Aniki. The person who had missed so much all year.
The person he was ready to die for. Yoh snuggled closer
to his brother to be able to feel him better. Slowly he raised his
Hand and caressed his brother's cheek. He couldn't tell if it was
his or whether it was Hao's joy that he felt inside.

"Hao ... why?", The bewilderment could clearly be heard in Yoh's voice.

"Why what?" He whispered.

The older one couldn't believe it. Yoh. Finally he was with Yoh. At first he had
took as long as it took to get to him, then he wasn't home.When he was him
then finally saw, he almost lost it again. His brother.
His yoh.
He didn't know anyone who made him feel like Yoh could
and how yoh did it. Just the fact that he was happy to see him. It was
always been like that. No matter what he did, no matter whether he really was the person
wanted to help, as soon as they heard his name, they started doing all kinds of things
To think of things why he wanted to harm them. Then finally it was him
Got sorry. There were the people who hated him, the people who hated him
feared and the people who wanted his power.

He hadn't been seen as a person for millennia, just as
murderous monster. How long has it been since someone just so without
Looked at hate or fear? Very long. Yoh was the first. The
first. Even when he saw him for the first time, back then on the airfield. When he was him
absolutely wanted to see. In the course of the shaman struggle he did not have itbelieve, but Yoh didn’t provoke hatred towards him. His too
Friends were probably under his influence enough that they just didn't
want'. An advance on the boundless hatred most people have for him
offered.

But Yoh was the only one who cared about him. Every time he's in
was close, he had opened a thought link to hear Yoh's thoughts. He
knew it wasn't overly nice, let alone considerate of her
Privacy, but his brother's thoughts did him good. There was no
Hate. Just confidence.
But he too had reached a limit in their struggle, and he himself
no longer understood. Something that happened very rarely.

He had wanted to kill Yoh. He had intended that, but deep down inside
he had known very well that he couldn't do that. He couldn't Yoh
kill or abuse him for his own purposes. But that's exactly how it was Yoh
happened. He had noticed that.Yoh hadn't given it all. If yoh it
Would have wanted then would have died, but Yoh couldn't have done it.
For a long time until after the fight in which he disappeared without a trace
he pondered it. It had taken forever to realize how
Much Yoh meant to him. More than his life. More than his own
cursed life. And would rather stay on earth for the last time and
never again take part in the shaman fight if he was only allowed to be with Yoh for it.

"Why did you come back?"

The voice of Yoh brought the shaman back from his thoughts and Hao
stirred the flames a little harder, so that the snow began to close
melt. He watched with friends that the spirits of his brother
began to wake up again.

"Why aren't you dead? Why are you here? Why are you only coming now, Hao?"

All these questions amazed the older twin. At first he believed that Yoh
in did not want to see.That Yoh wanted him dead and that left his heart
tense up, but when Yoh asked the last question, the long-haired man realized that
the questions were meant in a positive sense.

"I ... I wanted to see you Yoh."

"See me?"

"Yeah ... I wanted to survive. You did things to my feelings, those
I couldn't explain myself, that's why I came back. Also because ... it
felt so good As good as it has not been for centuries. "

Yoh was genuinely flattered. Besides, Hao's voice was something
he had missed. His brother was gentler than ever. The brown-haired one had
the feeling of floating in a cloud of bliss. But he had to
make sure this wasn't a dream.

"How did you survive the fight?"

Hao grinned slightly.

"I'm not that weak either. Besides, the fight wasn't serious. Me
I couldn't bring myself to take your soul from you and you could me
not dead. I think we ... were a bit unapologetic about our feelingscame up. "

Yoh swallowed lightly. He had already thought of something similar. That he
had not fought with all his might. But what did Hao mean by 'us'? there was
any chance his