Okay, so Ritsuka and Soubi are NOT fighters in this story. It just complicates everything if they are. WARNINGS: ENJOY! :D
This is my first upload of a boyxboy story, so constructive critisism is appreciated.
-This contains mature materials. (Rape, yaoi, and lemon.)
-Flames + Marshmellows = SMORES BABY!
-I do not own Loveless. I wouldn't be sitting here, eating my lifesavers alone on a Saturday life if I did.
*wallows in self-pity*
I sighed, leaning against my hand, pretending to listen to my teacher's lesson. I focused on her ears, which she still had. A lot of people talked about her behind her back because of this. Even though she was weird, I still thought she was a nice teacher. Maybe a little too friendly but, still… one of the nicest people I had met so far. Well, I suppose that friendly girl who sat beside me was trying to be nice but, she just ended up being annoying.
The bell rang, startling me from my own thoughts. I gathered my things, hugging my books to my chest. "Ritsuka, did you enjoy that class?" Yukio asked, smiling stupidly. I shrugged, walking away from her without answering. I wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone. I shoved all my things in my backpack before throwing it over my shoulder. A few people smiled at me, trying to be friendly. I ignored all of them until I got outside, scowling at the wind. Trudging through the snow, I gave a small cry as I dropped all of my books, scattering all of papers in the snow.
I bent down, starting to pick up my work and saw another pair of hands picking the papers up. I looked up to come face to face with young looking man. He was smiling slightly, holding his hand out, offering me my papers. "Ah…" I took them from him, "Thank you."
'No ears?' I thought to myself warily, 'what is he doing here… he's not old enough to be a teacher or a parent. Maybe he is an older brother to someone.' "Are you alright?" He asked, still smiling friendlily. "Ah, yeah, not to be rude but why are you in the school grounds?"
He laughed quietly, leaning against the main entrance gate. "I knew your brother, we were childhood friends." I froze, staring blankly at his still happy face. "My… brother?" I whispered. "Yes, Seimei, he talked a bit about you." Suddenly I smiled, remembering, for the first time in awhile, my brother. He had died just recently before I transferred to this new school. "Really?" I asked, surprised by my excitement in meeting one of Seimei's friends.
"Yes, I'm Soubi." his eyes shone slightly, flashing me another smile. "Um… would you mind…" I trailed off, feeling suddenly shy. "Mind what…?" He pried, staring intently at me through his pair of glasses. "Ah… I was just wondering if you could maybe hang out with me. I never got to see my brother a lot. You remind me of him for some reason, so that's why I would at least like to spend awhile getting to know you."
To my surprise, he started to laugh quietly before answering me. "What did you have in mind?" I opened my mouth to say something but stopped short. 'What was I thinking? Just randomly asking an (almost) stranger to spend time with me?' Looking away in embarrassment, I shrugged and muttered, "I actually didn't have anything in mind."
"Let's just go for a walk okay? Maybe we can get ice cream if we pass somewhere…" We started to walk out of the school's gates, heading nowhere in particular. "So how did you know Seimei? You said you were childhood friends?" I stared at his back, waiting for an answer as he walked ahead of me. "Yes, we went to school together. He was a year older than me," he sounded sad when he said this. 'Of course he sounded sad, he was Seimei's friend!' I thought to myself angrily, 'Don't be so inconsiderate…'
"You remind me of him," I blurted out without thinking, immediately blushing after I said this. I heard him laugh before he looked over his shoulder to smile at me. "Thank you Ritsuka." Suddenly, he stopped walking, making me run straight into his back. "Owwww," I said, my voice muffled against his jacket.
"Sorry," He smirked; turning around to point to a store we were standing in front of. "Would you like some ice cream?" He asked, still smiling at me. "Ah, yeah," I nodded, following him into the happy looking store. "What would you like?" He questioned, looking down at me from where we stood in line.
"Anything is fine, just not something too sweet. I don't really like sweet things," I explained, feeling overwhelmed by the strong scent of the sugary ice cream. "Hm," He nodded, grabbing the sleeve of my shirt lightly to pull me up to the counter.
I stared at him out of the corner of my eye as he ordered: one small sundae. He paid and took the bowl from the person working behind the counter. "Here you go," He said, setting it in front of me. "Thank you."
I scooped some onto my spoon, placing it into my mouth shyly; having him staring at me so intently was intimidating, especially when I was eating. "You don't have to be shy," he said softly, "I'm not going to hurt you." Then he grabbed the spoon from my hand and dipped it into the bowl. He held it up to my mouth, an amused smile on his face. I opened, surprised by this sudden act, and he fed me the ice cream.
"Ah, thanks…" I muttered, the spoon hanging out of my mouth, my face unexpectedly turning red. "You're so cute," He said, his lips curling into a smile. "Just like Seimei…" I looked away from his staring eyes, feeling my cheeks burning.
'What's up with this guy?' I thought angrily. 'No one says stuff like that to other people when they barely know each other!' I wasn't that hungry anymore, I just wanted to go home. I didn't care if he was Seimei's friend.
"I think I should go home," I said, standing up from my chair. "Thank you for the ice cream and spending your time to hang out with me." He also stood up, nodding when I said thanks. "But, Ritsuka," he put a hand on my shoulder to stop me, "I would feel better walking you home. It's not safe for little boys to walk home alone at night."
I blushed, nodding and shrugging out of his grip. "Thanks for your concern," I grumbled, stalking out of the store, hardly waiting for him to catch up. "I wouldn't feel right letting you go out on your own; you never know what kind of people are lurking around at night," he continued to explain, catching up to me surprisingly fast.
I grunted, hoping he would get the hint that I didn't feel like talking. He did. We walked in silence for the short ten minute walk to my house until we reached the front door.
"Thank you," I turned to say goodbye. "Hope you arrive home safely." I added the last part in to reinforce the idea that he was leaving. "Just one thing," he paused for a few seconds, "Do you have a phone I could use?" he asked, his eyes flashing oddly.
I looked back for a second to see if there were any lights on in the house. There was. 'That means mom is home,' I thought to myself, feeling a little bit better. 'She probably wouldn't mind letting him use the phone…' I decided, turning around to look at his expectant face again.
"Sure, you were kind enough to walk me home." I smiled slightly; unlocking the door and pushing it open with my palm. He stepped inside after me, closing the door behind him. "I'll just go get the phone," I said, pulling off my boots and starting to walk into the light up kitchen. Suddenly I felt a firm grasp latch onto my shoulder and pull me back, causing me to trip slightly over my shoes. I stumbled backwards into Soubi, making a startled cry when his arms wrapped around me.
My cheeks flushed red when he bit my right ear softly, bringing one of his hands to my chin. He forced my head backwards, making my neck feel too exposed. "Wha-what are you doing?" I managed to sputter out, trying to break free of his grasp. "Mom! Help!" I cried, struggling against him.
"She's not home," he cooed against my ear, grasping both of my wrists and spinning me around to face him. "I have this cute little kitty all to myself."