Multiples
By Uenki
I do not own Shaman King.
HaoYoh
May be confusing and conflicting.
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Two is a very special word and it held a very special meaning, perhaps to both Yoh and I. Similar is a very special word too, yet similar we are, but we are never same. My name is Asakura Hao and I am Yoh's –brother. Perhaps we are the same, perhaps we are different, but it simply doesn't matter anymore. It was all due to the fact that he asked me this one question…
"Must I kill you?"
I thought it was simply atrocious then, fancy asking someone who must be killed whether if he wants to be killed. My answer then was simple, because when I finally have the chance to be alone with him, I don't feel like retaliating anymore. I don't understand why, I lost the will to fight –with him, particularly.
"Why are you always the saint?"
I find myself questioning him, and space filled with blinding with light, he dropped his sword and flopped himself down on the ground, his shoulders slack and his body relaxed. I couldn't comprehend his actions; therefore I tried to read his thoughts.
"Don't barge into my mind."
He murmured quietly, and I gave a curt nod. I shall follow suit, then. I sat down and stared at the never-ending white-ness that filled the space. Then he shifted closer to me, and we stared at the white-ness together. It was that moment of silence, when I seemed to finally understand his actions. It was like a puzzle which pieced up almost perfectly.
"I don't want to kill you…"
I hid a smile as he grinned lazily, as if he knew what I have comprehended at that moment. The silence, though unfamiliar, felt strangely familiar. I chuckled inwardly, and then, a few moments later, it has finally dawned on me.
Before I was the 500-year-old Hao, I was once a baby. Perhaps not really a baby, a body of cells or a bundle of nerves, I was together with him then. We were the same, seemingly like a reflection in the mirror, yet we were different. No words seemed to transpire among us, but I could understand what he was thinking, or the words that he was trying to explain to me.
We used to be together like this, always, inside our mother's womb. We were linked, and we were alive. We were thinking, we were communicating without words and without actions, but we understood.
"Shamans first started out as humans too… without abilities that is."
He spoke softly, prodding some sense into me gently. I did not feel infuriated, unlike others who told me the very same thing. Words seemed so different from his lips. Perhaps it was all due to the fact that we are the same. I nodded, and he smiled and continued his words.
"The world… Is good as it is. Because there is a need for balance."
I am confused, but I kept my silence.
"Humans and shamans… they existed as two."
I really like the word two. I glanced at him face to face squarely. He was having that idiotic grin that couldn't be wiped away from his face. I found myself smiling, and something warmth seemed to envelop my body.
I gestured for him to continue.
"One couldn't exist without the other…"
I understood. It was just like us. We were given different names, but we were the same being. With or without memory, he was someone very dear to me. As dear as… if I were to give up everything I posses to be with him… -I would do it. Obligingly.
Double is a special word.
"Just like us."
I cut in, swiftly, and his eyes widened slightly, then he smiled gently. He nodded. We stood up in unison and smiled. He began to glow and dispered in all directions in light bubbles. I was contended, I realized. I need to wake up now.
I opened my eyes and saw him by my bedside. The smile never left his face. I smiled back.
"Welcome home, Nii-chan."
We are together again.
Both of us.
As one.
With the same understanding.
-Fin-