Scab
Disclaimer: Don't own SK!
Joh: Yeah, I've been busy working on a Kingdom Hearts story.
Jessie: The kinky rape one?
Joh: No, no. The other one.
Jessie: Ah ha.
Joh: Anyway, sorry for the long wait. Thanks for being patient guys.
Warnings: Yaoi, twincest, language, angst, lemony, and angry!Yoh
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It was chaos.
Ren ripped the mask from his face as he ran. He could hear the guards behind him, yelling and threatening him.
"Take him!" Yoh screamed, running swiftly beside him. The boy, Akito, was cradled against his chest, gray eyes wide. "I'll distract them while you run!"
"Don't!" Ren protested but Yoh had shoved the boy into his arms and ran off before Ren could even finish his sentence.
The boy was surprisingly light.
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"This is all my fault!" Ren moaned, burying his face in his arms.
Horo rubbed his back soothingly, although he couldn't hide his troubled expression. "It's not your fault Ren. It's that bastard's fault."
"I shouldn't have let him do this! I knew it was risky!" Ren shook his head, running a small hand through his damp purple locks.
Horo sighed and took a seat next to him at the table. "Yoh really wanted to do this. You couldn't have stopped him or talked him out of it."
The room fell into a gloomy silence. Ren stared down at the shiny wood table, his fists clenched tight. Horo wrapped an arm around his shoulders, doing his best to seem confident. Jun stood at the stove cooking tea, a thin frown twisting her full lips.
"I'm sorry." A quiet voice pierced the silence, breaking all the shamans out of their dismal thoughts.
Horo looked down at the small boy standing beside. "What for?"
Yoh's nephew stared down at his bare feet. "Yoh-san is in trouble because of me." He was silent for a moment before looking up and meeting Horo's gaze. "You're scared for Yoh-san?"
Horo blinked, "I'm afraid he will hurt Yoh…" he answered slowly, unnerved by the sharp gray eyes of the child.
"It's okay. I know what Hao-sama did to him."
"You do?" Ren asked, lifting his head.
Akito hesitated before he spoke. "Hao-sama…raped Yoh-san, didn't he?"
The couple were quiet for a moment, both shocked at how much the child knew.
"You don't call him your father?" Jun asked, walking over to him kneeling down.
He shook his head. "Hao-sama forbids it."
Jun wrapped her pale arms around the boy and hugged him close, tears welling up in her green eyes. "You've been through a lot." She whispered to him. She turned her head to look up at Horo and Ren. "Where is his mother?"
"She got hurt." Akito said sadly.
"Hurt?"
"Two guards killed her." Horo bent over to whisper into the green-haired woman's ear.
Jun gasped and hugged Akito tighter to her. She turned to him, cupping his pale face. "We'll protect you."
"What about Yoh-san? Is he coming back?"
"Yeah. We'll bring him back for sure." Horo nodded, reaching down to ruffle the kid's hair.
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Hao sighed, leaning against the wall as he stared at his other half curled up on the floor.
The hatred was erased from his features as he slept, a sight Hao was grateful for.
Silently the Shaman King approached him, picking him up carefully to move over to the futon.
Yoh stirred in his arms and Hao paused, waiting to see if the younger twin would wake. But Yoh simply sighed softly, remaining fast asleep.
Hao laid him down across the large red futon and brushed his hair out of his face. Yoh frowned slightly at the contact and rolled over, out of Hao's reach.
"Even unconscious you reject me." Hao breathed, crawling into bed with him and pulling the sheets over both of them.
He wrapped an arm loosely around Yoh's waist and sighed at the familiar feeling. He pressed his lips against Yoh's neck, wanting nothing more than to take the younger shaman right then and there.
Hao resisted the urge and instead pressed himself closer before falling asleep.
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It felt nice to wake up with the warmth of another body. Hao had missed waking up and finding Yoh's gentle face next to his.
Hao carefully moved so that he was leaning over him, his long hair draping over him. He brushed his fingers across Yoh's cheek; delighting in the smooth, warm skin.
Yoh groaned quietly in his sleep, his brow furrowing.
Now, normally Hao would be able to tell how deeply asleep someone was, but his mind was preoccupied as he drifted his hand down Yoh's neck.
Gray eyes fluttered as Yoh groaned again, louder this time. Hao exhaled and bent his head to lick lightly at Yoh's tan skin.
"Hao?" Yoh was staring at him, eyes bleary from sleep. The twins both froze as Yoh slowly cleared his head.
"Don't you -!" Yoh yelled, fist flying as he hastily made to scoot away.
Hao caught the fist, but hissed when Yoh's left hand caught him.
Yoh shoved Hao off of him and jumped out of the futon, breathing heavily. "You bastard!" he hissed, eyes narrowing. "Don't ever touch me!"
Hao snarled, his cheek throbbing from where Yoh had struck him. How dare he hit him!
With a glare, Yoh scrambled to the other side of the room. "Stay away from me." He warned, looking around for an object he could use as a weapon.
"I'm not going to hurt you." Hao told him, forcing himself to calm down.
Yoh snorted. "Yeah that's why you were touching me like that." When Hao said nothing Yoh crossed his arms. "What are you up to, Hao? I highly doubt you're trying to 'turn over a new leaf'."
When Hao still remained silent Yoh let out a sharp bark of laughter. "If you're trying to be the good guy it's a little too late for that." He jerked his pants a little lower to reveal an 'H' burned into his hip. Yoh smiled bitterly. "I haven't forgotten anything."
Hao stared at it, expressionless.
"Let me go and I might consider the idea of you as a good person."
"I can't do that." Hao looked away, his anger bubbling.
"I thought so. You haven't changed a bit." Yoh spat. "So go on, take me."
Hao looked up sharply, a frown smeared across his lips.
Yoh took a bold step towards him, opening his arms. "I can tell you want to. So go ahead. Rape me."
Hao grit his teeth, fists clenching at his sides. With a growl he leapt forward and shoved Yoh back against the wall, knocking his head roughly about. He clawed his hands down Yoh's bare chest feeling hot with anger and lust.
He bit and sucked at Yoh's shoulder as he pressed their bodies tightly together. The younger twin was breathing heavily in his ear, his whole body shaking.
He heard Yoh let out a quick hiss of pain as he dug his nails into his stomach. He rocked his body against Yoh, groaning out his frustration.
Yoh would never accept him so why should he try and be nice to him?
Hao hastily unzipped Yoh's pants, thrusting a hand down the young shaman's boxers.
"Don't…"
Hao looked up, freezing.
Yoh had his head bowed but Hao could tell from the way his body was trembling that he was crying. He was hyperventilating, his hands clenching and unclenching.
He was acting just as Yoh said he would. "Fuck." He muttered, pushing himself away.
Hao threw Yoh away from him and stormed out of the room.
Yoh stared after him, wiping his tear stained cheeks.
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"Boy, get over here." Hao barked, striding into the courtyard.
The main courtyard was open to everyone (everyone meaning the nobles) and it was the easiest way to find someone.
The boy he had addressed jumped in surprise and broke off his conversation with the other two boys he was friends with. He hurried over to Hao, eager to please him. "Y-yes Hao-sama?"
Hao said nothing but grabbed the boy's arm and jerked him back into the halls. The boy stumbled after him until they reached one of the guest rooms. The Shaman King shoved him inside before snapping the door shut and locking it with a quick spell.
"Get on your knees." Hao ordered, watching as the boy quickly fell forward to obey.
He pulled down Hao's pants and took his member in his hands. Hao let out a long sigh, falling back to lean against the wall.
He twisted his fingers in the boy's brown hair, pushing his head forward. The follower eagerly took his length into his mouth, sucking deeply as he bobbed his head.
Hao stared down at the boy, pretending that the brown hair was slightly longer and the features more delicate. Those black eyes would be a lighter color, more gray than black.
Yoh.
Hao groaned, his caressing hands fisting in the boy's hair as he urged the boy to go faster.
He pretended that it was Yoh looking up at him with such adoring eyes.
It was all Yoh's fault that he was like this. He used to be in control of everything. He had firm control over the people around him, over his emotions, over his anger. He had always been calm and calculating. It wasn't until Yoh came into the picture that he started to lose his grip.
It's his fault. Hao thought bitterly as the boy pulled back slightly to smile up at him.
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Joh: Ok…this chapter had a lot of stuff packed into it so let me break it down.
Jessie: Yoh seems very different?
Joh: Yes, Yoh may seem ridiculously OOC but think about it. Yoh was raped and mind raped repeatedly by Hao. Now that Hao has him at his mercy again don't you think Yoh will act a little different from the sweet, mellow shaman we all know and love? He's going to be angry and hateful and paranoid.
Jessie: Hao seems a little different too.
Joh: Right. He acted like a sadistic bastard before with no deeper feelings really but in this story he's a little more thoughtful. He went a couple years without Yoh and that gave him plenty of time to think. He actually DOES love Yoh, believe it or not.
Jessie: Hao is so complicated. It's cute!
Joh: Yeah, his feelings are really hard to explain. But I'll try. So Hao in the very first story saw Yoh as rightfully his since he is his other half and all. Yoh was the only one worthy of him. But Hao wanted an obedient Yoh who would easily give him his body. Of course once Yoh was broken Hao realized that he had been attracted to Yoh's lively personality too and that he wanted that back. But he was torn. He wanted Yoh to obey him but he didn't want Yoh completely broken.
Jessie: And obviously Yoh wouldn't willingly follow him.
Joh: Uh huh. And that's what Hao really wants. He wants Yoh to accept him, to join him without having his arm twisted behind his back. It's highly unlikely that will happen though. We'll see.