"Do you know what causes you to get an erection? Or did you sleep through that particular lesson?" Hao asked teasingly, trailing his tongue over the underside of his brother's hardened length.

"I-I don't… Ah…" Yoh squeezed Hao's shoulders, fingers digging erotically into tan flesh. The older boy smirked, pressing a kiss to his brother's stiff, pulsing flesh.

"An erection happens when the corpora cavernosa becomes engorged with blood." Hao explained, almost laughing.

Yoh nodded dumbly as if he was actually listening to what his twin was saying and Hao rewarded him by puffing out a warm breath to the tip of his erection before taking it into his mouth.

"Mmmm" The younger boy bit his lip lightly, face flushing as he looked down at Hao, who was looking up right back at him, glee shining in his eyes at the vulnerable state his brother was in.

Hao's lips curled into a smile around Yoh, his hands rising to grab his little twin's hips to stop him from thrusting into his mouth. The younger boy moaned softly, slowly pulling his nails out of Hao's shoulders, leaving light indentations.

"Hao…"

Hao drew back then, mouth leaving Yoh's cock while his hands didn't move from the other's hips. The shorter boy's eyes widened at the movement, and he struggled to move forward, a whine caught in his throat.

"I'm glad you learned something today, Yoh. Make sure not to forget it, it could be important later on in life." Hao said, pulling his hands away, causing Yoh to slide to the floor.

The older boy stood, leaned over and patted his brother's cheek lightly before turning and walking out of the bathroom, leaving poor Yoh sitting on the floor, legs spread wide in an invitation his twin had declined.


There's blood on him, and he wonders why he is thinking of a sword.

Red, hot and sticky covers him, and he can't understand the reason his eyes look around for a river full of corpses in which to dump the bloodied broken slab of a sword he doesn't have.

Instead there is desert, light blue flames, and a boy that is him lying on the sand, spreading the red that covers him, and he wonders why he thinks he's lived this already and all of this is wrong, wonders why are there tears on his eyes this time when there should be none.

"Goodbye…"