Hello minna-san! This is my first fanfiction ever, so please take it easy on me. As well as this being my first fanfiction, this is also my first time using Microsoft Word 2007. xD I'm used to the old 1997 version… so just bear with me. Now… to introduce the fanfiction: I got the idea from the manga, Akuma to Dolce, though I'll be changing it up a bit. But I needed to add that credit in there. w Also, I'm going to try my best to stay in character. Btw, Ritsuka is a bit different from the anime/manga because his brother didn't "die" in here.
Disclaimer: Yun Kouga owns Loveless
'Ne… Seimei? How long has it been since I last saw you…?'
The maple leaves from outside the school windows blew gently in the autumn breeze.
'You know, I'm getting better! I baked a strawberry tart the other day…'
"…gi-kun."
He could have sworn he heard something fade into his daydreaming.
'Your recipes are really efficient! Though, I'm nowhere as good as baking them as you are…'
"…yagi-kun…!"
…There it was again!
"AOYAGI RISUKA!"
With that he snapped awake, staring into the frustrated eyes of his childish sensei. He could hear soft murmurs and giggles around him, and feel his classmate's merciless stares boring holes through his him. As embarrassment crept into his face, he managed to stutter a reply, "H-Hai?"
"Mo, Aoyagi-kun! Please answer the problem on the board!" Ritsuka caught the small sigh that escaped her mouth as she returned to the front of the room.
"4/5ths…" he answered after doing the math in his head.
"Correct! Now..." The sensei continued the problem, showing the class how Ritsuka solved it.
"Ritsuka-kun!"
Ritsuka redirected his attention toward the source of the urgent whisper. Hawatari Yuiko, the pink-haired girl next to him had an innocent and worried look on her face.
"Are you—"
"I'm fine." He cut her off abruptly, the faintest trace of a pout on his face. He turned around, facing the windows again. He propped his right hand up and rested his cheek in its palm. He exhaled softly and allowed himself to slip back into his trace-like state.
'Seimei… where are you?'
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"I summon thee from your residing to do my bidding, Kuru-chan!"
The summoning circle glowed in the dim-lit room and soon after a puff of smoke filled the area. "Kuu!" a small voice chimed behind the fog that was now, very easy to see through. A very small figure flapped its way over to Ritsuka.
The little devil, who seemed to be no bigger than four inches, had it all – bat-wings, sharp teeth, pointed ears, tail, and cuteness one could die over. Ritsuka smiled, his silky black tail twitching slightly under his equally obsidian summoning cloak.
"Kuru-chan, I need you to get me three pounds of flour. It's about time to re-stock." He explained happily, reaching for the reward in his pocket.
The devil sniffed the air, licking his lips impatiently while he eagerly awaited his payment. And there it was – the candy.
Ritsuka carefully placed the hard candy in the devil's miniature hands. A small giggle came out of his parted lips as he watched the devil receive it more than willingly. For crying out loud – the candy was the size of Kuru's head, if not bigger!
With that, the devil started its leave, more than determined to come back with the requested flour at hand.
Ritsuka watched it as it flew off, through the open window. He waited a minute before retreating to the kitchen.
'Seimei, you taught me this family-secret… How to summon devils.'
Ritsuka filled the tea pot with water and placed it on the stove, setting the heat on medium-high.
'You told me, the easiest way to win a devil's loyalty… his heart, was to bribe him with sweets.'
He placed tea leaves in the water, watching as they slowly sank to the bottom.
'That's why you left me your recipe book, ne?'
The pot began steaming, and he turned the heat off. He reached for one of the tea-cups in the cupboard next to the stove, bringing it down and setting it on the table. He let out a soft yawn, lately all he's been doing is daydreaming…
'Ever since you left it's been so boring… mom's been in the hospital and dads off who-knows-where as usual…'
He poured the strong-scented tea into the cup and set it down on the nearby kitchen table. After shrugging out of his cloak and dropping it over one of the chairs, he then proceeded to plop his tiny but square in the middle of it.
'The only thing you never told me… was why I wasn't allowed to make contracts with devils.'
He ran his hand over the bulging recipe book and opened it at one of the tabs he marked that read, "Pumpkin Pie". He skimmed over the ingredients quickly before flipping to the next page.
'I know you made a contract before… but why can't I? All you told me was, "It's too dangerous."'
Ritsuka pouted and glanced over toward the strawberry tart he baked the other day. It was still relatively fresh. He was considering giving it to Yuiko, strawberry is her favorite and he remembered her telling him her family liked it too.
'I shouldn't complain… all I can summon is Kuru-chan.'
He reached for his tea cup and brought the still-steaming liquid to his face. The steam felt nice on his face. He took a small sip, quickly pulling the cup away in shock. He expected it to be hot but not that hot! Huh? The ceiling? Wait… what?! BAM!
In that moment, despite his back being slammed against the floor, and boiling liquid burning his skin, the only thing he thought about was his school uniform.
The tea had soaked through his used-to-be-white shirt and this was the only uniform he had. He regretted being forced to attend a school that required uniforms.
Ritsuka shot up, the tea cup falling off his chest and the chair beneath his back wobbling as he made his way up-straight. He forgot his cloak and darted into the summoning room.
"I summon thee from your residing to do my bidding! I don't care who you are! Just come!" he shouted in a rush, frantically waving his hands around as if that was going to make the summoning any faster.
With that, a large exploding sound erupted toward the middle of the room and smoke poured out from the center of the summoning circle.
Ritsuka couldn't help but cough and become teary eyed. He lifted his head and squinted, trying his best to see through the thick smoke.
Slowly, he began to make out a figure, it was tall and lithe despite the intricate and royal-looking attire he wore. His heart skipped a beat as his eyes made their way up to the person's face. It was strange to admit, but the person was beautiful –
He had feathery ash-blond hair down, past his shoulders. His face was breath-taking, accompanied by what Ritsuka was caught most off-guard by, stunning hazel eyes. He didn't think it was possible, by somehow they managed to look menacing and kind at the same time.
The man stared back at Ritsuka, an amused expression slowly creeping its way to the corners of his lips. He pushed his glasses farther up the bridge of his nose with his ring finger.
Ritsuka instinctively backed away from the man, his raven-black feline ears pressing lightly against his head.
The man seemed to notice the boy's discomfort and placed a kinder, gentler expression on his face. "My name is Agatsuma Soubi, you summoned?"
Ritsuka's ears perked back up as he heard the man's soft and genial voice. It was nice to listen to. A light blush graced his cheeks as he glanced away, still uncomfortable. "A-Aoyagi Ritsuka… can you please… take the stain… out of my uniform…?"
Soubi looked surprised for a moment, chuckled lightly, and then placed the amused expression on his face again.
Ritsuka glanced back up at the older man who seemed to have somehow glided to where Ritsuka was standing within a matter of seconds. "…Stain?" the man repeated, almost clarifying. He bent over so that his face was eye-level with Ritsuka, their faces only inches away. Soubi's breath was sweet on Ritsuka's face.
Ritsuka nodded slowly, feeling the blush deepen on his cheeks. He watched speculating, as the man's expression changed from amused to almost hurt. He could have sworn he heard the man mutter something like, "A stain of all things?"
The man quickly retreated, looking down on the cute feline boy with gentle eyes. "Certainly."
Ritsuka sighed in relief, trying his best to avoid eye-contact.
"But—" The man continued. "You need to make a contract with me."
Ritsuka looked up, startled by the man's request and all too quickly, it happened.
"Let me be yours, Ritsuka."
The taller man leaned in, reclosing the distance between them and before Ritsuka could flee, the man's lips were on his. Ritsuka froze in shock before his brain registered what he wanted to do. He pushed the man off of him with full force, his face flushed from anger or embarrassment, or both.
"Agatsuma-san!!" he yelled, angrily, his ears flat against his head.
"Soubi." He corrected, putting a finger up against Ritsuka's soft lips. "Just Soubi is fine." He smiled.
Ritsuka pulled to the side, rejecting the finger. "S-Soubi…" the name had a nice feeling as it rolled off his tongue.
"Oh! Is that strawberry tart I smell?" he chimed, delighted, nonchalantly following the smell to its source.
Ritsuka stared forward, allowing himself to relax against the wall.
"Ah! S-Soubi! My uniform!" he scurried after the strange man.
'Seimei… I think I'm starting to understand why you said… contracts are "too dangerous"...'
First chapter complete! Reviews will be loved! I'm planning on continuing this, so expect more!
