So this is love – Chapter 1: He is what makes life divine
A/N: Hello! This is my first "Loveless" fanfic. Nothing much to say—really… ; Please R&R:3 Yay! Hop you like it. …Got the title/s from a song in Cinderella. ;; Sorry if it's crappy, I couldn't think up of anything else… ;;;
Summary: Ritsuka and Soubi have been in love with each other for a long time, each passing event holding their bond together even stronger. But something disturbs Ritsuka that makes him suspicious… SxR, Yaoi, Shounen-ai
!DISCLAIMER!
Loveless© does not belong to me! (Too bad xD)
!WARNINGS!
Yaoi, shounen-ai, male pairings, homosexuality, etc… need I say more:3
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'Soubi… Soubi… Soubi…'
The name lingered and played in the 6th grader's mind for a long time now, along with it was the images of his face. Hours upon hours of sleep wasted just thinking of that one irritating, frustrating, provoking, yet handsome smirk on his face deeply depressed inside his mind.
'What the heck is wrong with me? What the hell is up with Soubi that I couldn't stop thinking about?' Ritsuka then sat up straight in his bed, his ears bent down low, twitching with irritation.
He then checked his watch for the time… 2:28AM… Fuck…
The young boy recoil his knees up to his chin, "What am I going to do? …I'm still wide awake…" he told himself. He jumped off his bed; a nice warm bath would really hit the spot.
Ritsuka soon after soaked himself until his head in his bath tub, steam filled the bathroom and moistened the mirrors and flushed Ritsuka's face. But it wasn't a few minutes later that Ritsuka, to his surprise, found himself saying Soubi's name while playing with the water.
"Now I know something's wrong with me…" he laughed to himself quietly, "I'm always thinking of you, Soubi…" Then, something just hit him he heard something, a voice, it was his own… But something different…
'…When he kisses you, are you sure it's you he's thinking about?'
Ritsuka then sat up straight all of a sudden, "That's right… He was Seimei's fighter, I know he also probably loved Seimei, but could he really forget him…?" he told himself. Then something even bigger hit him and bothered him until he slept with the same thought…
"…Is he just using me to his own pleasure, while he's actually thinking of my older brother?"
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The next day, he still was confused. He sat down in his seat, greeted Yuiko and Yuiko greeted back, then she started babbling how she loves strawberries so much and then to when one of her relatives had a partnership in a strawberry farm—something or other…
'…I'm worried…' Ritsuka still thought to himself. Yuiko was still blabbing away, pausing every now and then to see if her seatmate was actually paying attention to her.
Just as they were they were dismissed, Ritsuka took out his phone, he didn't know what the hell to send or to say—so he was just staring at the butterfly wallpaper, while Yayoi was still trying to get Yuiko to like him, while Yuiko was trying to figure out what's wrong with Ritsuka… She noticed right then that he didn't once seem to mind her the whole day. (A/N: She's so clueless… LOL! X3)
"Hey, Ritsuka, I like your Mobile's wallpaper! Where did you get it from?" Yuiko asked enthusiastically, while Yayoi was crying like a wuss in the background 'Why won't she care about meeee?'
"…I got it when Soubi got me this phone…" he answered back mechanically. They were walking towards the gate when Ritsuka heard Soubi's voice.
"Yes?" he asked, tilting his head to the right with that gentle smile on his face. Ritsuka quickly looked up, took a glance of the blonde then looked down and kept his phone. He placed his hands inside his pockets then started walking to the direction of his house, with a gloomy look on his face.
A few meters away, he then said with a cold voice "I'm going home… alone… Don't follow me, any of you."
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As soon as he got to his room, he threw his bag next to his PC and dropped himself to his bed, never turning on the lights and really, really, really irritated… and bothered, '…Why am I so disturbed?"
The same phrase as last night kept running through his mind, and every time it did, a tear fell from his face, "…Why am I even crying…?" the cat-eared boy said to himself then turned to the other side to face the wall of his bedroom.
A few moments later, a strong breeze came within the room. Ritsuka then jolted up to sit straight, his ears at attention, he wanted to turn around, and he knew it was Soubi but he didn't want to let Soubi see him crying, moreover, he didn't want to see Soubi at all…
"…W-what are you doing here?" Ritsuka's voice choked with tears, he then cleared his throat a little to cover up any possible mistranslations Soubi might have read, "Its late now, go home!"
"Ritsuka, its only 5:45pm… You've been in your room for more than two hours?" Soubi said calmly, but with a soft tone of concern, "…what's wrong?" he walked in closer to the small one.
Ritsuka quickly took a glance at his watch, then back to staring at his feet… He clenched his teeth, '…shit, he's right… What do I do now…?' he thought to himself. He then felt a sudden slump on one side of his bed; he felt the loving presence of his dear Fighter right next to him.
"…Why are you crying…?" Soubi reached out his hand to touch Ritsuka's back, but was then surprised with slap of the hand of his own Sacrifice, "…Ritsuka…"
"Shut up! Don't say my name like you care! Get out! I want you out! This is an order!" Ritsuka shouting at the top of his lungs, his two hands held his head down like as if one was about to be hit by something harsh, tears falling even faster than the last one.
The weight from the bed then shifted, only Ritsuka was sitting in his bed now. He then heard his balcony door open; a cool breeze came within the dark room.
"…Ritsuka, I love you…" Soubi said in a sad tone, the older blonde then stepped outside and shut the doors tightly, probably one of the most unsympathetic order he would just get from his dear, dear, sweet, little love…
Ritsuka held tight his blanket tightly, clenched his fists until he could feel his own blood having a hard time pumping themselves through his fingers, he stopped crying, but his face was still wet and his eyes swelling up.
He was so angry, so hurt… He wanted Soubi to hear him hurt, so he shouted out as loud as his lungs could have had handled…
"NO, YOU DON'T LOVE ME!"
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A/N: There's still more chapters to come:3 R&R please!
NOTES: …From what I know and from what anime shows I watch, they leave school by 3 or so… to those who seem confused… ;;;