So, uhm... this is my first fanfiction ever written in English (which is not my first language). Any feedback would be highly appreciated.
Posted also to AO3 under Nikulka nickname.
Enjoy!

Hao liked it this way. Dark, night sky covered with stars - all so familiar constellations, shining no matter what disaster was currently happening on this insignificant planet. The wind blew swiftly, moving gently his dark hair, as he sat on top of the cliff. He was stargazing, lost in thoughts, pretending that he hadn't noticed a slim figure leaning against the tree nearby. The atmosphere couldn't be more peaceful.
"So loud…" sighed Hao suddenly. "Your thoughts are so loud." He turned slightly to face Yoh - his younger twin.
"Sorry." muttered the other. "Mind if I join you?"
Hao didn't bother to answer and just waved his hand in allowing gesture. Yoh came closer and sat just beside him.

Yoh was not sure why he decided to come to talk to his twin. Maybe he really wanted to make him change his mind about killing every human being on the planet? Maybe he just wanted to understand? They were brothers, after all, and for a long time he had no idea that person so closely related to him even existed. Now that they met, he wished he was given the chance to spend more time with his other half. Just to get to know him, just to befriend him… just to save him. "Not everyone has his chance for redemption…" said Hao answering Yoh's thoughts. He shook his head. "Stars are unusually bright tonight… I love the sky above the Patch village. I always did. It's so clear…" he smiled lightly. "I'm not making much sense, am I?" Hao sighed finally.

Yoh smiled. Actually, he liked that his brother talked to him in such a casual manner. Why he decided to do so remained the question, but Yoh decided not to give it too much thought. Things will always work out, after all.
"It's fine." he replied finally. "Doing well?"
"Pretty much, I guess."
Yoh shifted slightly. There was a reason for his visit, and although he didn't hold out too much hope, he really wished that his brother would stop murdering everyone who does not agree with him.
"Listen, Hao, I came here to…"
"I know."
"Okay, look. I'm not much good at talking - nor I'm the right person to tell you what is right or wrong. But I want to show you that there are other ways. You won't need to kill anyone anymore, and still manage to create the perfect world…"
"Hush, hush." interrupted Hao. "I appreciate the effort, but it's no use. You won't be able to change my mind, let alone to save me. You'd better just go back to your friends - surely they are worried what takes you so long." he stated with a dull expression on his face.
"Hao… please. Just let me explain. Or better still, I would try to show it with my thoughts and feelings, okay?" pleaded Yoh.
Hao stared at him for a while, then shrugged.
"Fine. Do whatever you want." he muttered, closing his eyes and lying on the grass.

And suddenly he became flooded with emotions - happiness coming from having friends, pain and sadness connected to death, his own family, all regretting that they were not able to help him and then decided to stop him any way possible, even if they hated the idea… and above all, Yoh's thoughts "Please. Stop. You don't have to. For me. For us. For everyone…" And that was something what hit him. He hadn't felt it for a long while - that someone actually cared about him - that sincere concern. Hao sat abruptly, confused by the sudden realisation.
"Yoh…" he said, looking sharply at his younger twin. "Don't. Such a low trick, appeal to emotions… if you don't really, sincerely mean it... just don't."
In return, Yoh just smiled and took Hao's hand.
"I do mean everything I have said or shown to you… you just need to trust me a little, okay?" he said happily. Almost carefree. As if he didn't know how strong impact his words and actions just had on his older brother. Hao said nothing, looking at their joined hands, his lips pressed into a thin line.
"What do you want?" he asked finally, looking right into Yoh's eyes.
"Just having my brother back." stated Yoh simply. "It might sound silly… but for some reason, even before we met, I felt like I have been missing something."
Oh, now. That sentimental crap again. The story about "lost half" and lack of it through the whole life, been there, done that. Though in fact it was true - Yoh was actually his other half, but that was obvious and went without saying.
"Yeah. You were, are and always will be mine." Hao shrugged simply. However, he did not expect the reaction that he received from Yoh, who blushed and suddenly moved slightly away from him. What the…? And then he felt the train of Yoh's thoughts and how it all sounded to his little brother. Oh. Okay. That might have been worded in a not exactly fortunate way. Although, he smiled - making his brother uncomfortable put him in control of the situation once again, which was good.
"What's wrong, little brother?" Hao asked innocently with a playful smirk on his lips.
"It's nothing, it's just… uh…" Yoh had a problem with making a coherent sentence, and his brother decided not to torment him anymore. At least for today.
"It's getting late, Yoh. It was a pleasure to talk to you… surprisingly, much greater than I expected. If you wish… I will be here tomorrow as well. Then we can discuss all those silly requests of yours…" Hao stood up, smirk never leaving his face. "Good night, my sweet little brother." And having said that, he disappeared in the blaze of flames.

Yoh sat on the ground, still unable to think clearly. The hell just happened? What was he thinking? And more importantly, why he felt this weird sensation after hearing those words…? And the promise for the next day. All of it was so confusing…
Slightly resigned, Yoh got up and went back to the inn, where he stayed with his friends.
"You're late." stated Anna, rising an eyebrow, right after he entered. "I hope you have a good excuse."
Yoh bit his lip. He was not entirely sure if telling her that he met with Hao was a good idea. Though… he was also unable to lie to her. He finally decided for a rather vague answer.
"It's quite complicated… let me just say that if everything would work out well, we may have one huge problem less." And probably thousand more smaller ones, he added in his thoughts. "You just need to trust me on that."
"Yoh…" there was a warning in her voice. "Just… don't do anything stupid." she sighed finally.
"Don't worry - everything will be alright!" he smiled in answer. After all, it was his life motto. Everything will work out just fine…

On the other hand, Hao, now sitting by the bonfire, was no less confused than his brother. He…! The great Hao Asakura, a thousand years old shaman, the future shaman king. But he really didn't know what to make out of the whole situation. He would not admit that out loud, but he really missed his brother and was so angry that their family forced them to grow apart.
Yoh's presence was so… soothing. After all those years, he had finally found peace at his twin's side. That moment, when they hold hands was worth for him more than anything. And that scared him, he felt like all he worked for was slipping from his hands, just because some short-haired, carefree guy gave him some attention…!
"Hao-sama… is everything all right?" asked a little girl with a mess of dark, curly hair.
"I'm fine, Opacho… it's just… I have a feeling that a lot is going to change very soon." Hao smiled reassuringly.
"And Opacho will be there with Hao-sama! Always!" she stated cheerfully.
Hao laughed warmly and stroked her hair. Maybe things will work out, after all…?