Chuck: Hey all. This chapter is dedicated to my newest friend, and favorite author "Lost to Reality". This chapter is a little darker then I'm used to, so forgive me if it's too much.

warning: possibly M rated

Chapter 15

Restless

"Yoh-kun?"

His eye's now silver and his body now changed, the 19yr old looked over quietly, then with a soft smile placed his head on Yulin's chest and did a small wave. "Yo."

P.M continued to stare in horror, then began to tremble as he clenched his fist. "What did you do to him?"

Yulin sneered. "I fixed him; isn't that right, Anata?"

"Yes. I feel much better now." Hao looked up to his lover with soft eyes, then the two began kissing again.

"No! Stop!"

The two looked over to Lyserg.

"Yoh, you can't be evil! You're not aloud!"

Hao's smile grew dark as he eyed Lyserg. " I can't? But I'm so good at it." he walked past Yulin and began approaching the emerald shaman. "That job I did on your parents was pretty evil to me. A true masterpiece."

Lyserg cringed, then began to growl. "That wasn't you."

The Asakura knelt down, then smiled. "Of coarse it was, and it was also me who kicked your ass in America." As he finished his sentence, Lyserg saw his eyes flicker from silver to brown, then back. Hao brushed a long bang from his face then stood up and looked over the group. "I did all of it. I fought with you on Top of Star, I fought against you on Top of Star."

Ren frowned. "So you're not denying that your Yoh?"

"I'd like to think of that life as a . . . slip on the ice. I became too confident that I would always be reborn as one; it really did cause an error in my plans." He was quiet for a few moments then smiled. "It's true, I did have some fun being him, and I don't deny that I was that person who believed that killing was wrong, but you have to understand something . . ." He began to walk back to Yulin, a strange sway in his movement that P.M recognized from, not only the Hao he knew 3000 years ago, but from Yoh himself. The shaman rested his head on Yulin's chest once again and as he was embraced he merely sighed. "My life as Asakura Yoh is only a mere speck of my true being."

P.M shook his head. "No. This can't be. The Yoh who we have known doesn't believe in killing others, yet you've . . .."

"There's a difference between fighting for a purpose, than just fighting. Isn't that what you told me?"

P.M tilted his head in confusion, then stirred when the brunette began approaching him.

"You could have spared me you know. You could've just let Yulin take me." Hao wrapped his arms around P.M's shoulders, now meeting his eyes. "You could've protected me from death."

Tears began to weld up in the angel's eyes as his words seemed to stab at his heart. "Yoh-kun . . ."

"Do you know how horrible it was? To be lost in a world of icy blindness, knowing you were all alone?"

"But I . . ."

"The imp warned you, didn't he? He told you that you had to choose between yourself and the one you loved. Well, I guess you chose the right option." Hao's right hand began to lower and soon ran down the side of P.M's leg. "I think it worked out quite well."

"Manta, watch out!" P.M felt Hao's hand reach for his sword, but before the shaman could grab it, he was pulled back by Mikihisa.

Hao looked to his father.

"Yoh, wake up! I know you're still in there! I can feel you!"

"Bored now." With that, Mikihisa was suddenly thrown into the wall by an invisible force, then as the group ran to the man's aid, Hao found himself in Yulin's embrace once again.

"You know, Anata. You are a little different, a little more whimsical and out going."

Hao's eyes grew childish, the fear of none acceptance staining them.

"I like it."

"Get away from him!" P.M shot a blue blast at Yulin, but it was easily blocked.

"Anata, I'm a little weary from the spell. Could you get rid of them please?"

"Aa, Hao-chan." Yulin turned to the group with a sneer. "Can we take a rain check on this fight? My Anata would like a little time to adjust."

Ryu suddenly shot, and slammed the bokuto into the demon's ribs. "How dare you take Danna away from us!" He was about to strike again, when Yulin caught the weapon. "Nice stick."

Yulin crushed the bokuto, then slammed his fist Ryu, throwing him into a wall.

"Ryu-chan!" The emerald shaman ran to his lover, when a blast was shot in front of him.

"Aw, did I hurt you're boyfriend?"

"Kisama!" Lyserg shot the dowsing pendulum, but Yulin blocked it with his sword.

The diamond bounced back and before he new it, a sharp pain shot through the emerald shaman's body. He didn't cry out; he merely winced then slowly looked down to find the wire running into his ribs. "Nani?"

Yulin sneered. "You know, I never did get to pay you back for hurting my arm." With a wave of his hand, the demon threw Lyserg into a pillar.

."Lyserg!" Ryu shot to the shaman's aid, but before he could reach him, Lyserg was magically lifted up out of Ryu's reach.

"Of coarse it's natural that there'll be some interest."

The diamond suddenly shot out the boy's back, through the pillar and began to tie the shaman up from the throat down. The group stared in horror, then P.M whipped around to Yulin. "Stop it!"

"Don't be so negative, Ototo. I'm just helping the boy to be with his parents."

"Lyserg! Daijoubu!"

Lyserg remained silent, staring down at the wire.

"Shit! He's in shock!"

"How can he be in shock, Ren! I mean, he only got impaled by his own crystal, then got thrown into a pillar, had the diamond shoot out of his back and . . ."

The group stared at the Ainu as he realized the error of his ways.

Hao watched quietly, then suddenly held his head becoming dizzy. "Nani?"

Yulin watched Ryu try to climb up the pillar, then chuckled. "Pathetic, isn't Anata? Anata?"

The shaman looked down at his hands, then as he looked up his eyes began flickering between brown and silver. "Yulin-chan?" and with that he collapsed.

"Hao-chan!"

Losing his grip on Lyserg, the fallen angel shot to Hao's aid, then after examining him lifted him up.

Ryu was in a similar position. He looked to Yulin, the suddenly shot for the door.

P.M whipped around. "Ryu!"

"We gotta get Lyserg to a doctor."

Faust smiled. "Or at least one with all of their proper equipment." As the group followed, Miki and p.M looked back to Yulin, then feeling horrible, followed the others.

"Hmp!"

"Yulin-sama? What's wrong with Hao-sama?"

The demon smiled down at the small boy. "He's got some stuff to work out inside of himself. He'll need to rest for awhile, before my Hao-chan can be complete."

Yulin walked back into the small room, leaving Opacho alone in the room. As the demon disappeared behind the curtain, he looked upon the Askaura quietly. "Where's the Hao-sama I knew?"

"Mmm . . . hmm?" Yoh sat up to find himself awakened from the silence. He was now in a strange new world. It wasn't the same as the cold blindness from earlier. This one was different. Darker then the night sky itself, yet not blinding. Though it was black, he could still see his hands clearly. There were strange, yet familiar vines of crystal ascending from a black hole in front of him. As he lay there, he stared up trying to see where they ceased, but they seemed endless. Where was he? What had happened before? He stood up shakily, then looked around him. To the side of the hole lay a series of halls. "Nani?"

"Shh!"

Yoh whipped around to see a small figure staring at him from inside a narrower hallway.

"Shh!" There was a flash of black hair, then the small one suddenly ran down the hallway, leaving the shaman alone.

He didn't know why, but Yoh felt he should follow him. There wasn't much else he could do, so taking a deep breath, he began to walk down the hall. As he traveled he noticed the appearance of mirrors becoming more frequent. He stopped, then looked back only to see a series of mirrors following him. Mirrors that had not been there before. "What the . . .?" He turned a few corners, then stared seeing a large mirror before him. In it was an entirely different world. He stared recognizing the place. It was Izumo. "Home?" Yoh's eyes widened when he saw a large man and a small boy run out of the estate. He recognized the man instantly as his father, then tilted his head when he realized the boy was himself. "What is this?" He watched the mirror reflect the images of his life. He watched himself grow, meet his friends, fight in shaman tournament, and finally, watched himself die at the hands of Yulin. "So . . . that's what happened." Yoh looked down, when the image suddenly changed inside the mirror.

There was a large temple, surrounded by forest. For a moment he thought it was his home again, then realized the area looked nothing like his, and there was a thicker cluster of trees here. He placed his hand on the glass, as he stared into it. His thoughts were broken, when he saw a small figure sitting on the steps of the temple, his back facing him. "What is that place? I know it's not Izumo, but it's still so . . . familiar."

"It's home."

Yoh whipped around to see the small figure he'd been following was actually a small boy, approximately four years old. His dark bangs hung in front of his pale face, and his thin rob was torn and shredded in some spots, giving him a ghostly appearance. Yoh looked upon the boy sadly. "You're . . . the Hao from Yulin's time." He looked back into the mirror for a moment, then looked to the boy once again. "And these are your memories."

"This is your home."

"Nani?" Yoh stared in confusion, but before he could react, monstrous arms wrapped around him and dragged him through the mirror. "Nani!" A wave of nausea and numbness passing through him, he tried to discover what had grabbed him, but as he entered the other side, he found there was nothing. He then found he now wore an identical outfit to Hao's. Yoh looked back to the mirror and saw the boy still standing there, staring at him with the same blank expression. "Nani! What are you doing!" He held his throat, realizing his words had only came out as breaths of air.

The boy placed a hand on the mirror, then smiled as he almost began to sway. "Little baby's been awake for so long. Baby needs to sleep now."

Yoh cocked an eyebrow, at the boy's words.

"Little babies try to sleep, one cannot, and starts to weep."

The shaman frowned, then became confused when he saw, his body was swaying in the same way. "Huh?"

"Little baby cannot stay. Little baby goes away. Fade." with that the boy suddenly burst into a group of lights, which passed through the mirror and into Yoh's body. As they entered, Yoh felt the feeling of nausea return, with the added feeling of pain. He collapsed to his knees, and held his stomach, only to find that his flesh was turning a sickish pale, while his robe became torn. After a moment of this, the feeling left him with a strange feeling of dizziness. He rose to his feet, then looked around the area. Everything seemed to be a greyish tint now; the trees, the sky, the temple. He went up the steps slowly, to find the door was broken down. He stepped in cautiously, seeing the place was a wreck, then the shaman froze when he saw the bodies of a women and what he assumed used to be a man, who's head was missing. Clapsing his hands over his face, he fell into a temporary state of shock.

Out of the two, the women was hardest to look at. She stared up blankly, a look of despair on her face, while her cheeks were stained with tears and a stream of blood.

Not used to the sight, Yoh did what was only natural, and found himself a second later, on his hands and knees vomiting. When finished, the Asakura looked to his left, and found the smaller Hao, curled up in the corner.

The small boy looked up to him. "Daddy was in the other room. I thought he would want to be with mama so I . . ."

Yoh looked to the man's corpse and saw there was a massive trail of scarlet leading from it into the other room. "Oh my . . . You dragged . . ."

Hao lowered his arms, revealing the red that stained his rob.

"I'm so sorry." Yoh walked over and took the child into his arms. As he began to cradle him, the boy suddenly faded away, and Yoh found himself in the arms of a tall man. He looked up slowly to see the person his friends were now facing. Hao smiled down at him, while holding a small infant in his left arm.

Yoh was silent, still shaken by what he had seen, but for some reason he knew immediately who the infant was. "Oni-chan?"

"Shhh. Rest now."

A feeling of sleep washed over Yoh, and before he knew it, he was being carried in the man's other arm, though still a teen. A few moments passed, until he was finally laid down in a bed, next to his infantile brother. "Hao . . . what did he do to you?"

The babe watched him quietly, a sad expression on his face.

"Shhh." Once again, Yoh was silenced, then the older shaman began to stroke his fingers around Yoh's eyes, inflicting drowsiness. "Don't worry. I'm going to make all the bad go away."

"No." As Yoh began to fall into sleep, he began shaking his head, trying to snap out of it, but before he knew it, he was lost in slumber.

"Hmp." Hao stroked Yoh's cheek, then smiled at the infant. "It's as I've taught you, little one. You can never escape, and you can never be saved, because the truth is, you both belong to me."

Chuck: So . . . . how was it? This whole chapter was inspired by a song from Buffy the Vampire slayer, which is actually why I titled it "Restless". This chapter is actually kid of a bonus, because I didn't expect to give Yoh such a long scene inside of Hao. It actually got cut kind of short, but yeah. Sorry if this chapter wasn't written well. Do to the amount of times I mentioned blood, I'm going top probably give this chapter an M rating. Well, please R&R!