Snow

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A/N: -cries-

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"Aniki…why did you kill them all?"

That was what all Yoh could manage to ask. His whole body hurt like hell. Lying there…on the edge of helplessness burned into his half-conscious mind slowly and slowly. Yoh barely found his voice or even the courage to speak again. His throat felt so sore and dry. Not even a glass of water could cure him now.

He had stopped crying…

Ever since they died.

Ever since his brother killed them, torture them bit by bit.

Every scene was locked into his eyes as his brother brutally, burnt them to death.

"Go to sleep, my darling otoutou.." Hao soothed his twin gently, pulling his battered body closed to himself. Their hands engaged each other tightly. None wanted to be separated at that moment. He was afraid he would lose to Hao again like he did every other time they met.

"You're weak…"

"You have nothing more than a pure heart. And that is not enough to defeat me."

"You will become a burden, otoutou…"

"Like always…"

Nothing seemed or sounded right anymore…

Yoh stifled a short laugh, halting Hao in his movements. The laugh was short but sad. It came out more like a cough than a laugh. Fighting the urge to cry one last time, he raised his injured arm. He pointed at the moon which glowed brightly outside the mansion. Hao's mansion. Struggling to get up, Hao pushed his otoutou down back onto the scarlet-covered sofa.

"You'll need your sleep." He said firmly, his face void of all emotions.

But Yoh wouldn't listen. He was held captive. It was his fault that they were dead. It was his fault that he was their burden. And It was his fault that he was a weakling who never had a right to live in the first place. He tried to sit up again, a soft shocked of pain flow through his slim body whenever he had too. That just didn't matter to him anymore.

Hao didn't bother to push him back down again. He merely stared into his brother's dull eyes, smirking to himself in satisfaction. Yoh was under his manipulation and he loved every minute of it. The days which he spent with his otoutou was short and always being interrupted.

Now my otoutou….there's no more interruptions now.

His gaze softened as his darling otoutou looked away with a questioning look in his eyes. How he have love them but all was spoiled by his friends. If only people have never existed. If only him and his brother was created as the first. None of this would practically happen. Like always… good things never came their way. Not even once.

He was forced to love in a painful way. Watching his own brother from afar, admiring his whole form in the dark was something which Hao had done since they got separated at birth. He had regretted it but he had no choice.

They were going to kill him.

Knocking over the nearby wooden table in frustration, Hao cursed and blamed himself for it. Yoh slowly turned around, his eyes as blank as stilled snow. A gentle tap on the window caught their attention as Yoh pointed his skinny fingers again at the window. A small but still visible smile formed at his lips.

It would have been a pretty sight for Hao. His otoutou's eyes spoiled everything…

Emotionless, a tear unconsciously trickled down Yoh's face as he muttered… 'snow'.

"Yes, my otoutou…"

Winter has came at last.

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Yue: I can't believe how I cried when I wrote this. –sob- This is a really sad fic. Oh and if no one figured out Yoh's condition right now, he's half on the edge of craziness and a mental illness. Review please? –sob- For Yoh's sake? And Hao's as well since his entitled to take care of Yoh forever.