Howdy! This is a joint effort between me, my friend Sarah and my other friend Ashlea. We thought we would do a story about Morty seen as he never gets much attention in usual stories. We are dedicating this to him, to tell everyone how cool he can REALLY be! Hehehehe….

Disclaimer: We don't own anything in this story….apart from the story itself…. Shaman kingno ownie! We also do not own ACDC, or their song, highway to hell.

Summary: 5 years after the shaman tournament was abandoned, everyone went their separate ways. Yoh got preoccupied with his blossoming relationship with Hao, but five years on, he is now deep in research as to the whereabouts of his old friend Morty. But, is he prepared for the new and improved Morty? Or will the changed Morty change him? Could all Morty's problems come back to bite them in the butt?

Warnings: Yaoi, language

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SPLAT

Yoh slapped himself mentally. He swore he saw Hao's head turn 360 degrees before stopping to glare at him, anger flashing in his dark eyes. Yoh watched with wide eyes as the creamy vanilla ice cream trickled down the back of the black leather seats. Hao's eye twitched. He spoke without expression.

"Lick it up"

"Ewwwww, no! Do you know what that is? It's leather!"

"No shit Sherlock."

"Yeah, well that might be the cow's rear end!" Yoh whined in disgust, flapping his hands frantically up and down.

"Yeah well, you don't seem to mind when it's my rear end…"

"Well you aint cattle……or dead!"

"You better be nice to me, or it looks like you'll be walking home." (Still no expression)

"Don't go throwing that back at me now! It's your fault I didn't pass my driver's test in the first place!"

Hao smirked, shrugging his shoulders. "No, it was that gay driver's fault. I was protecting you!"

Yoh gasped. "By what? Setting his pants on fire?"

"Exactly"

"I don't know what your problem is?"

"My problem is when other guys look you up and down like a dog on heat, and don't really love you they just wanna get in your pants."

Yoh sighed in defeat; he bent down and licked up the creamy white substance. He looked up and licked his lips in distaste. He had an ice cream moustache and droplets on his nose.

"Funny, this doesn't taste like vanilla to me." He licked the ends of his fingers frowning.

"That's because that's where we did the whole I straddle you and the you get so horny and …"

"Yeah yeah I remember!" Yoh exclaimed cutting Hao short with the palms of his hands held up in defence.

Yoh mopped up the rest of the ice cream with his shirt sleeve, just as Hao pulled up in front of

585 Vivadouchi Boulevard

Hao peered out of the convertible window at the grand white washed terrace. Yoh whistled inwardly as he scrambled onto Hao's lap to get a better view. Hao took advantage of Yoh's position and snaked his arm around Yoh's waist. Yoh's ears perked up as he heard the familiar sound of pants unzipping.

He turned to a smirking Hao with a pout on his face and his arms folded in defiance. "Hao…"

The older Asakura purred like a kitten and started to nuzzle Yoh's shoulder. The smaller brunette flinched as Hao nipped at his skin. He pushed at him with his hands, causing Hao to pull away, a pout on his face.

"Just hurry up and get home…ok?"

Yoh nodded. "Sure. I'll call you"

Yoh got out and ran around to the driver's seat, Hao winding down the window as he did so.

"I love you."

"You too"

Yoh gave Hao a quick peck on the lips before swinging his bag onto his shoulder and walking to the house. He turned to Hao, waving him goodbye, and watching him drive away. He heard the rock music slip on as soon as Hao thought Yoh was out of earshot. ACDC blasted from the sleek red sports car, chiming tunes of 'Highway To Hell'.

Yoh smiled to himself and nodded his head to the catchy tune. He had lived with Hao for so long, he knew what he liked. He tilted his head as he heard his boyfriend's voice fade away. He also knew that Hao refused to sing sweet songs, in his soft voice. Well, Yoh thought to himself, except that one time when we were in bed and….

Yoh's thoughts left him as he raised a hand to knock upon the rich mahogany door. The sound echoed throughout the porch and a tall blonde male answered the door.

"Yoh….."

Yoh looked taken back. "Ex-excuse me?"

The male cleared his throat. "Um..I mean… I said..soooo…" Yoh raised an eyebrow. The blonde glared at him before ushering him inside.

"Business?"

Yoh tilted his head and blinked slowly at him. "Business?" he repeated slowly, like a child trying to learn the word.

"The hacking!" the blonde exclaimed.

Yoh nodded his head furiously in understanding. "Uh yeah yeah!" he pulled a slip of paper from his pocket, unfolding it and fumbling with it until some spidery writing became visible. Hao had written it, seen as Yoh's handwriting was totally illegible. He handed it over.

The blonde smirked. "You want me to find this guy? Morty Oyamada?"

"Uh huh Uh huh yeah" Yoh nodded, frowning as he watched the blonde's face pull into a smirk.

"Yeah, sure."

He walked away, leaving Yoh stood in the porch. "Hey? Do you…uh… want me to take my shoes off? Or something?"

Hao always made him take his shoes off.

"If ya don't' mind" came the reply.

The brunette slipped off his sandals and padded across the cream fluffy carpet. He saw the taller male typing furiously over a worn keyboard, the screen pulling into all different spectrums of colour. The colour highlighted the features of his face. His eyes were worn, experienced and full of wisdom, whereas his face looked younger. His fingers were long and slender, piano playing fingers. He had a silver ring through his lip, and another, identical through his eyebrow.

He played with it with his tongue, grinning ear to ear. This was so obviously his element. He watched with intent as the screen came up with a huge list. He watched the expert select one, and drag it into a printer box. He gave Yoh the print out, watching as his face gave in to confusion.

"Huh? But this is…"

Yoh took out the hackers address from his pocket.

The two were identical.

"M-Morty?"

Morty had over a million sarcastic comments lined up in his head, but decided to play it cool. "yeah Yoh, it's me"

Yoh glomped the taller boy, knocking him from the computer chair. The blonde laughed at him.

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"Heh, so, it was really that hard to find me huh?"

"You bet"

"So where have you been living? I mean, your house was demolished wasn't it? I saw it on the net"

Yoh nodded. "I have something to tell you"

Morty raised his eyebrow. "So? Go ahead"

Yoh sighed. "Why do I get the feeling you're going to judge me when I say this?"

Morty shrugged. "Whatever you say, it isn't going to surprise me."

"I'm living with Hao"

Morty dropped his tea over the carpet. His jaw dropped. He had to regain his composure before stifling a scream and questioning him.

"Why?"

Yoh hesitated. He wasn't quite sure how to explain himself.

"I…I love him."

Morty picked the cup from the floor and threw it at Yoh's face, cutting into his soft skin.

"GET OUT! I KNEW I COULDN'T TRUST YOU!"

Yoh sighed and stood up, brushing himself down before striding to the porch and slipping his shoes on.

"Well, bye…I guess"

Morty stood, fists clenched in outrage. He felt like Yoh had betrayed him. It hurt him. He heard more than saw the door shut and turned back to his computer, his loyal friend, his only friend.

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Yoh stifled a sob before calling Hao.

"Yeah?"

"H-Hao…"

"What's wrong? You sound upset."

"No-Nothing"

"Don't lie. I'll pick you up."

Yoh sighed as he heard the phone hang up. In less than 5 minutes Hao skidded to a halt to see Yoh slumped against the kerb.

"Hey, you sounded upset on the phone…"

He watched as Yoh dragged himself to the passenger seat and slumped down in it. Hao got in, wrapping the seatbelt around him and plugging it in. he wiped the tears away that was gathering at the corner of Yoh's eye, before kissing his cheek.

"You told him didn't you?"

Yoh nodded, a kind of strangled moan emitting from his throat. Hao pulled him into his warm embrace and kissed at his earlobe. The younger Asakura barely heard his brother's voice.

"Sorry otouto"

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meanwhile, a confused Morty watched them from his bay window. He bit his lip in deep thought. Was it really that wrong? He decided it was time for some counselling. Some comfort. He picked up the phone and dialled the number he could always recall. A soft voice answered.

"Tammy"

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To be continued… mwahahaha!

Oooooh… don't you just think that Morty would look cool with piercings?

Anyways, we have a lot of ideas, but ideas would be appreciated. Hint hint…

Please review! This is like, my friends first fanfic ever!

Read and review XD