Disclaimer for this fic:
Okay, let's get real- if I owned this I'd have to be able to draw (and I can't), I'd have to have character depth (and I don't)…. And… If I owned Loveless, it would never end…. Ever…. Even if I died right now…. It wouldn't end…
Loveless and all the characters belong solely to the manga-ka Yun Kouga- Not a lowly creature such as me… Damn…. *emos in a corner*
... I think this is my longest chapter in anything so far ^_^''
-と りつ か れる-
Toritsukareru
-Tsukareru-
April 23rd, Wednesday
Ritsuka leaned against his mother's bedroom door, his tail dragging on the floor and his ears flat against his head.
"Mother… I'm going to school now… I won't be home until six… I have to visit Shouko-sensei…" He said through the door, well aware that she was neither listening nor hearing. She had taken too many sleeping pills the night before and wasn't up yet. Ritsuka frowned to himself, hefted his backpack over his head, and let it hit the side of his thigh as he walked out the door and down the street towards school.
Ritsuka's school day passed by rather uneventfully- he went to class, ate lunch and had cleaning duty after class. He walked toward the exiting gates slowly, leisurely.
"Oiiii! Ritsuka-kun! Wait up! Neeee~! Wait!" Called Yuiko, calling after him, her hair and chest bouncing as she ran clumsily towards the shorter boy, who stopped and turned around.
"Yuiko-chan? Don't you have club today? It's Wednesday…" Yuiko's green eyes opened, wide.
"Ah! No! That is, the club's teacher-leader is out sick!"
"Oh…" Was all Ritsuka could say.
"Hey! Wanna do something, Ritsuka? We could go to an arcade, or if you don't like that stuff, the library's great too!"
"No… Wednesday's aren't too great for me… I can't…"
"But… we could call Soubi- if you want- and…"
"No..!" Said Ritsuka quickly, louder than he meant, blushing at the mention of the handsome fighter. "No, Yuiko. I'm busy… I really, truly can't. You should ask Yayoi or someone else…"
"But… everyone else is in club…" Ritsuka quickly flashed his purple eyes at Yuiko, feeling guilty. Her ears were pink flat against her matching hair and her short tail drooped.
"Okay… Um…" He scratched his head lightly. "How about Saturday… I'm free then… We could go pick strawberries in Chiba…" Yuiko's ears perked back up.
"Really!?"
"Sure… After school, of course…"
"Soubi-san too!?" Ritsuka blushed.
"Only if he wants too…"
"Yay~! Okay, Ritsuka! See you tomorrow~!" Ritsuka smiled and his tail swayed back and forth, as he watched Yuiko walk away, towards her house. He turned the other way and headed toward Shouko-sensei's office.
"Ritsuka-kun! Hello! It's so nice to see you!" Greeted the secretary.
"Hello Shimomura-san. It's nice to see you too." Shimomura smiled.
"Shouko-sensei isn't in today. She called in with the flu. She says to give you her sincerest apologies. We do have someone filling in for her though, would you like to meet her..?" Ritsuka shrugged. What was the harm anyway?
The fill-in was a stern-looking, silver-haired woman, who looked at Ritsuka once and said, "You're very thin," as a greeting then sat down.
Ritsuka nodded. It never mattered what his mother fed him. At one point, his mothers went through a phase where all she would make was chocolate cake and cinnamon buns, or go out, and get fast food every night for a month, and he never gained a pound. His mother's skin had gone to hell, though, and both of his parents gained ten pounds, so it lasted a month, and a month only. When he used to go to school with her, Osamu would always marvel at Ritsuka's capacity as he ate the lunch of unhealthy foods- anything from French fries to chocolate bars- his mother had packed for him. "You should be as big as a house," she was fond of saying, "the way you eat! Jeez! Anyone else would go into a diabetic coma!"
Ritsuka almost smiled at the memory, but the elderly woman interrupted his thoughts.
"Aoyagi Ritsuka, eh? Twelve years old…?"
Ritsuka nodded and sighed inwardly. It was going to be a long session…
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To keep in mind while reading:
とりつかれる +Toritsukareru means to be obsessed with; to bewitch+
+Akki Ni Toritsukareru means to be possessed (by a devil); to be infatuated+
+Tsukareru means 'to tire'+
Okay… What do you think…? So far, I mean… I'll be posting the next chapter ASAP… I already have some of the other chapters ready, but I want it to go at least KINDA chronologically XD
This is actually an older story, but I looked through and it sucked XD Plus, it was missing some stuffs!
Tuscarora… That's what my computer keeps telling me I'm spelling when I type Tsukareru -_-