Shaman King Fan Fiction ❯ Inyou no Chigiri ❯ chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

Inyou no Chigiri

 

Temporary title>_>;. This is a snippet from a much larger story I'm working on-slowly.

Disc: I don't own SK;-; If I did, Hao would not die! Or have had a wife>_<.

WARNINGS: shounen-ai-for now. HaoUKE!. Yes. YohxHao. Haha.

 

 

 

“I hope you have something intresting planned, Yoh.”

 

 

The smaller boy was panting lightly, as if the effort and mental will it took to slam his elder brothers body against the off-white walls of his home took more then his normal amount of energy. His hands tightened around his brothers surprisingly thin wrists, for once not hidden behind his over-sized gauntlets, and the oracle bell.

Hao didn't seem the least perturbed, after the initial widening of his eyes when his younger brother first took this action. He relaxed into it quickly, amused and intrested in where this might lead.

 

 

“Hao…” Yoh said softly, like he was trying to growl but his voice just wasn't gruff enough for it. A smirk bent the elders pink lips up slightly in his pale face. Even his dark eyes as he looked up at Yoh(from where his body'd been forced to slant and angle against the wall) shined with mirth.

 

 

Yoh merely continued to breathe hard, indecision warring against irritation and his normal calm. Hao titlted his head, starting to become bored with the situation. He knew a million ways it could go, every little reaction and emotion he could twist out of his little brother like a cork from a bottle of aged wine.

He bent foreward shoulders twisting unnaturally(as his arms were over his head) and brought his face close to Yoh, looking into the disturbed dark eyes(so much like his own) with his own psychotic mind behind them; they were once one, after all.

 

 

Slowly, teasingly so, Hao opened his mouth-just a little-and his tongue slicked out, ever so gently and touched Yoh's lips. The younger boy stilled, seeming to finally realize the trance he'd been in and was coming back from some unknown time. Hao took advantage, covering his brothers lips with his own, sliding his tongue into the boy's mouth ever so softly, and then pulled back completely, but not far away.

 

 

His shoulders were starting to ache, but it was a minor inconvinience compared to the amusement he got out of Yoh's reactions. At length, his wrists were released, and muscle memory held them there, above his head, for a moment longer. He dropped his arms to his sides, staring openly at Yoh, waiting.

 

 

Amidamaru, small and astral appreared to the side of Yoh's body, always a constant watch and worry over his young master. Yoh'd not met eyes with his twin yet.

 

 

“Yoh-dono…?” Hao sent an irritated look to the spirit. He didn't do anythign about it though-he was so tiny, it didn't matter. Yoh needed time, and Hao'd waited a thousand years for everything, he could wait for his silly younger brother to catch up, take charge, and then… He closed his eyes and smiled. It would be fun, he was sure.

 

 

“Hurry up and get stronger, Yoh.” Predictably, the other boy looked up, confusion and irritation at the words in his narrowed dark eyes, and the thin line of his lips. Hao'd said that to him countless times before; but this time he knew it was a different ending that spurred his manic twin to say it.

 

 

He didn't reply, just turned and walked away, knowing he was being watched.