Disclaimer: Moonlight by Moumoon and Shaman King by Hiroyuki Takei do not belong to me.

Warnings: it's HaoxYoh. So, shounen-ai and twincest. There may be side pairings later. If anything terrible shows up, there will be warnings at the beginning of the chapter.

A/N: I think this will be a bit lighter than my other story, Servant of Evil: Waru no Shimo be, as in, less angst, but there's still a little bit in here. Anyway, this story was inspired by a really "happy" song called "Moonlight" by Moumoon. I'm using the English translation of the lyrics by the way. And if you have time, you should definitely go listen to the song.

But even though the song that inspired this is happy, I think I made it a bit darker than the song, but not as bad as my other fic. It's at an in between point. Hm, I named this fic "Moonlight Dream" because it's named after the song, and also because this fic deals with dreams a lot. You'll see what I mean.

Anyway, enough with my rambling, here's the first installment.

Moonlight Dream: "a little more than a lot."

Body swaying in the night wind,
I think of you on my way home...
I don't know you deeply, but
I've liked you for a long time.

I think about the time that he and I have shared as I run home. Anna's waiting for me, but I only jog at a comfortable pace that I like. I don't want to rush myself because I like taking it easy, and I remember that he once told me that that's what he liked that about me. He told me that he liked how I could just pull everything into my pace - my stride. A night wind blows, cooling me, and I feel refreshed. It's such a lovely night.

I think he'd like tonight. As I think about the time we shared together, I realize that there wasn't much, but we still made the most of it. Even so, I don't know him that well. It's only expected of people who have a relationship like ours. But that thought doesn't bother me. After all, we were going at a pace that we were both comfortable with. I feel like I really knew him when I was with him, even if I didn't. Our pace might not have progressed very fast, but it was a good pace. It was our pace.

And it went fast enough that I started to like him… a little more than a lot.

I laugh at myself, thinking that it's a little foolish of me to love him so much when I've never actually met him.

That's right, I've only seen him in my dreams.

I don't know if he is real, but I know that I love him. He only visits my dreams on rare occasions (but much to my delight, he's been appearing more and more frequently), but I always remember those dreams, down to the very last detail. They're always such vivid dreams, so vivid that I could very well think that they were real. But I know that they are just dreams, because the impossible always happens. I always dream that some kind of miracle happens.

That's why I know that he's not real. He is only part of my dreams, and yet, I love him.

My jog comes to an end because I've returned home. I push the thoughts about him out of my head for a moment because I really actually shouldn't be thinking things like that about someone else. After all, I'm engaged to Anna, but those thoughts are pushed away too because I realize that I'm late, and Anna hates it when I'm late. I cringe slightly, at the thought of the horrible punishments I could possibly receive for this.

Running a hundred more laps tomorrow? Having my Bob CD being taken away from me? Worse yet, a slap… from the Legendary Left?

I cringe at the thought.

But as I enter the house, Anna only looks up at me for a moment before returning her glance to the television. I hold my breath, waiting for her to unleash her fury upon me, but it never comes. There's no use in sneaking away from her because she's already seen me, but I hope to get out of range in case she throws something at me. I take slow and careful steps, makin my way out of her sight.

Tip toe. Tip toe. Tip to-

"Yoh."

Oh dear, she's got me now.

"Yes Anna?" I reply immediately, snapping myself to attention. She pauses, making me suffer a little while I anticipate the inevitable.

"You forgot to get the groceries, didn't you."

Oh. Crap.

"I'm sorry Anna!" I apologize immediately. Once again, her gaze falls on me, she wears a cold, emotionless mask, but I can tell that behind it, there's a temper about to explode. "Don't hurt me!" I cry and her face twitches slightly in annoyance. It's small things like that, that reveal her true emotion to me. And right now, it's telling me that I better run for my life.

"You idiot!" she half yells, before I know it, she's in front of me. I hardly have time to react as her left hand comes shooting out, landing perfectly on my face and whipping across her body. Everything seems to happen in slow motion, I see her fingers cascading perfectly downwards after the initial contact, I see the room flying past me (or is it that I'm flying past the room?), and then I see my life flash before my eyes.

The second impact is when I hit the floor, but that's nothing compared to the slap I just received. My body makes a dull "thud" sound with the floor and I feel my face swollen up. Ah… I think I taste blood.

"I'msh shoreey…" I try to say, but it comes out sounding weird since my face is so swollen. Through my good eye (the other eye can't see very well because the cheek is so swollen), I see that Anna has returned to her seat in front of the TV. She's watching her soaps again.

"Just go to bed. You're leaving early tomorrow morning," she tells me.

"Yesh Ahnnah," and I drag my pathetic corpse up to my room.

I somehow make it to the second floor, even in the state I'm in. I see Horo, Ren, Ryu, and Manta poke their heads out from their rooms. They all wear expressions of sympathy.

"Man, I heard the slap. You look worse than you did after the fight with Faust," Horo commented.

I try to laugh, but it comes out as a kind of choking sound. I make my way to my room as Ryu and Manta whispered their sympathies, and telling me how utterly frightening Anna's left-handed slap is.

Ah, it's nice to have friends who care.

I close my door behind me and change into my sleeping clothes. I had already laid out my futon ahead of time, so it lay there on the floor, inviting me into the warmth that was under it's covers. I smile - well, try to at least - but I hold myself back from slipping under the covers for a moment. I walk to the window of the other end of the room and stare outside at the sky for a moment. It's a nice night, and I was outside, only moments ago.

As I gaze at the sky, I think about the fact that I'm leaving for America tomorrow, for the Shaman Fight. The Patch had said that tomorrow, all the shamans that passed round one were to meet up, and we would be brought to America for the next round of the Shaman Tournament.

Everything's going to change, starting tomorrow, so I try to make this moment last a little longer.

But after awhile, I grow tired and I slip under the warm covers of my futon. Slowly, I close my heavy eyelids and I drift off to sleep, to the dream world…

Everything looks so clear tonight in my dream. So vivid.

And at that, I realize what's going on.

"Hello Yoh." I smile and turn around.

'He's here.'

A/N: Well, what'd you think? Was it is a good start? I decided not to have a prologue this time, I don't know why. Probably because I was too lazy. Anyway….

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