Yellow! This is mi first fanfic so plz no flame me! Also I do NOT own shaman king.

Yoh fidgeted restlessly under his futon, he's had trouble sleeping for about a week. He's been having the same dream over and over again. It was about Hao…

It had been about a year since he had killed him. Yoh couldn't help feel remorse for him sometimes when he thought about it. It was so unfair that he had the burden of killing his twin brother the moment he was born. The fact that he had to marry someone against his will and enter the shaman tournament was also unfair. He was nice enough to people wasn't he? He never got angry or made a fuss, so why him? It seemed he would never get to make his own choices in life. Its so unfair he thought to himself…

That night started just like all the other restless nights. He would sleep for about an hour and then he would just appear in the dream.

He was sitting near a sakura tree in a nameless field, with clear blue skies and both never seemed to end. It was completely silence which was rare for Yoh, because of all the commotion in his household. He was leaning against the trunk of the tree with his hands behind his head and just relaxing. Even though he knew the peacefulness would be interrupted soon he couldn't help but just unwind. Then it started to happen. The skies turned grey like they wanted to cry. The peaceful field turned dark and dismal and not as welcoming as before. The atmosphere just changed which made the silence feel deadly. Yoh jumped to his feet because he knew what was going to happen next, he wanted to run but for some reason he just couldn't do it. Not because he couldn't physically, but he didn't want to mentally. He knew Hao would be here soon and as much as he scared him he couldn't help but try to talk to him. He wanted to make amends and apologize. He wanted to know Hao not as his enemy, but as his brother.

"You…" said a voice behind Yoh. It broke the silence and caused a chill up Yoh's spine. It was Hao's but it wasn't his normal calm and polite voice, it was harsh and dry. He was irate.

"Hao…I'm…,"This was so hard for yoh. How do you find the words to tell someone that you're sorry for killing them? He was still standing up and staring at the lifeless field as the livid voice hung behind him. He let out a sigh. "Hao I'm sor---"

Yoh was cut off by Hao's hand grabbing his windpipe and crushing him into the tree behind him. Yoh was gasping for air and his vision had doubled along with a pounding head ache, he could feel warm thick substance trickling down his head and neck. From what Yoh could see his brother was standing before him, his clothes were tattered and ripped. His hair was messy and in his face, he could see one of his eyes that were cold and had death written on them. Hao also had a red scar running down his face vertically.

"You… You" said Hao, his voice rising with rage causing him to lift Yoh off his feet and enclosing his hand around Yoh's neck even more.

Yoh started to feel a burning sensation around his neck and it felt like he was breathing in a fire. He struggled to get free. He was starting to feel lightheaded and was trying to gasp for air or scream or something. Anything to stop the pain.

"You fucking killed me!" Just then Hao lifted Yoh over his head and threw him to the ground. Yoh crouched over in pain, gasping and coughing in front of Hao, grabbing his neck which stilled burn.

"This is how it should be! I should be the one on top, in control, I should be shaman king dammit!" he started walking towards Yoh as he tried to get up, but with no luck. "How can a weak bastard like you defeat me! 1500 years of progress and you killed it all in a matter of seconds!"

He grabbed Yoh by the hair and brought him face to face. "I'll make sure your life is a living hell once I come back!"

Then Spirit of Fire appeared in the sky making it red with flames, he towered over them like a skyscraper.

He dropped Yoh in the dirt and jumped on SOF. "I'll make sure your friends aren't left out too!" he said in a pleasing tone with a huge grin on his face.

"Hao…"Yoh said in a small voice and started to slowly get on his knees, he started to cough up blood and tears were in his eyes, "I'm so sorry…"

"Say that again!" screamed Hao who was still on SOF floating in the sky "Every time I hear you say that it just agitates me more and more! You think you can make everything that's happen, go away just by saying that!"

Yoh was quivering on the ground and kept muttering it over and over again. Hao started to laugh.

"No matter how many times I do this I always find this part most amusing" he started to laugh like a maniac, "you've put me into a good mood I think ill stop here and play around with your head some more tomorrow. Until then I'll be looking forward to it". SOF started to descend into the sky with Hao still smirking with himself.

Yoh didn't know else what to do he had to say something or he wouldn't feel complete if he didn't. He looked towards the sky were SOF was disappearing; his neck was throbbing and hurting him so much. He had tears running down his face. He yelled out the only thing that was on his mind;

"IM SORRY HAO!"

"YOH!"

Yoh opened his eyes and found that he wasn't in his dream world anymore, but in his bedroom. Tao Ren was shaking him violently to wake him up.

"Stop it!" yelled Yoh who got control of himself and pushed Ren over.

Yoh looked at the confused and ?worried? Face on Ren. He burst in to tears and hugged his knees.

"I'm sorry!" he cried.

There was silence for a minute.

"To me or Hao?" asked Ren with a serious face.

Yoh looked up with his tear stained face in a look of shock.

"Why else would I be in here acting like a maniac? I herd you from my room… you kept muttering about Hao or being sorry. You eventually just yelled it out." He stared at the ground as Yoh stared at him.

"Did anyone else hear?" he asked in a whisper his gaze was fixed upon the ground now, too.

"Not that I know of."

"Im sorry-"

"I think you said that enough for one night" Ren stated. "Go back to sleep you can talk about if you want tomorrow"

Ren started to head out the door and Yoh laid back down.

"Ren?"

"Yeah"

"Thank you…"

Ren turned and looked at him for a moment.

"Its no big deal, hey."

"what?"

"Whats that on your neck?"

Yoh was terrified by this question. He didn't want to know after all the stuff he's been through. But he put his hand to his neck and felt a portion of it was dried and scaly like a burn mark…..

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