Disclaimer: I don't own Shaman King or Pocahontas.

Apology: I'm very, very sorry about not updating earlier. I was occupied with writing other stories and, of course, watching lots of anime and reading lots of manga. I know it's not a good excuse, but I don't have a good one. Anyway, I'm really sorry.

Note: I've found several ways to spell the Japanese name of the Minutians and I have no idea which of the spellings is correct. I'm sticking to the name I've been using all this time, but if you know which name is the right one, then tell me. I'll correct my mistakes.

WARNING: Fluffy. Shota, twincest, BL.

PLEASE READ AND REVIEW.

""Don't be so surprised, I know you're a shaman…"

Poca-Horo stared at Ren, while silently contemplating what he should do. He was found out by someone who obviously didn't like him and probably wanted to kill him. Why? Poca-Horo didn't know, but of one thing he was sure; that Ren-boy seemed like a big meany.

Poca-Horo had decided. "Alright, I accept your challenge!" He turned to his spirit. "Kororo, into the snowboard!"

The two shamans glared at each other as they prepared for the battle. Kororo quickly possessed the snowboard and Poca-Horo knew they were ready to fight. He jumped on the snowboard. "I'll give you a taste of my ice!" he yelled as he made his first attack on Ren.

The other boy just barely dodged his attack. "Ha, you think that will beat me? Idiot!" With a jump he launched his own attack on Poca-Horo. "Try my Kwan Dao!!" he yelled as he charged at him.

The sharp end of the weapon ghosted over Poca-Horo's skin as he ducked to evade Ren's attack. He turned around just in time to meet with the side of Ren's Kwan Dao. A loud clang woke up the sleeping spirits from the forest. Poca-Horo landed with a loud thud on his butt. A big shadow towered over him…

"What's your name?" Ren demanded from Poca-Horo as the tip of his Kwan Dao barely touched his throat, ready to slice through it."

"Hao…" murmured Yoh, interrupting the story. He had finally managed to summon enough courage to talk to his brother.

Hao frowned as he stared down at his twin's mass of brown hair. "Yes, Yoh?"

"Uhm… I…" Yoh hesitated for a moment. What should he say to his Big Brother? Hao was probably still mad at him for not kissing him. Yoh bit his bottom lip nervously, but decided that it was still best to first apologize to ease Hao' s mood. "I, um… I'm… sorry, Hao-sama…"

That should do it. His brother could never resist Yoh when he added '-sama' to his name. After all, Hao had an egocentric God-complex and he was also still head over heels for Yoh.

Hao blinked. "Sorry…?" he asked a little confused, but he managed to cover it up quickly by letting a little smirk graze his features, as he flipped Yoh and himself around, trapping the boy underneath him. "Not that I mind being called Hao-sama by my cute little Yoh, but what was that for?"

Now it was Yoh's turn to be confused. "Weren't you mad at me?" he questioned.

Hao laughed heartedly. "Mad…? Oh, Yoh, when have I ever been mad at you?"

Yoh stared at his twin atop him, still a little unsure about himself. It was true that Hao was almost never mad at him, but wasn't that all the more reason to be worried when Hao turned him the cold shoulder?

"Hmmm… Yoh, I think you misunderstand…" Hao murmured, as he dipped his head a little lower, allowing his nose to touch his counterpart's own. "I'll never be mad at you, Yoh, I'm just… a little frustrated… and most of all, thoroughly annoyed."

"Annoyed…?" asked Yoh.

"Yes," answered Hao. "I'm very annoyed, because you keep evading my advances."

"Evading?"

Hao saw the darkened look in Yoh's eyes, before his whole face lit up at that.

"You mean just like Ren and Poca-Horo when they were just fighting?"

Again. Hao tried his best to suppress his urges, but he knew that he was close to pulling his hair out. He had a nagging feeling that his younger twin knew of his feelings for him and therefore purposefully dodged his advances.

'Yoh… you're doing it again.'

"Hao, how does the story continue?"

Hao felt like rolling his eyes. Not the story again. Although…

A wicked little idea began to form in his head.

"Right, the story… where was I?"

"Ren just asked Poca-Horo his name," answered Yoh.

Hao let a small smirk glide over his lips. "Right, he was asking his name." He paused for a moment as a thought entered his mind. "Oh, and they are still not falling in love with each other just yet."

Yoh let his face fall into a frown, but deep down, he laughed. His brother had said 'just yet', which meant that there was still hope. Yoh bit his bottom lip to stop a giggle coming from his throat. He knew Hao was trying to evade the inevitable; Ren and Poca-Horo would fall in love with each other eventually…

They always did.

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