Soubi's Past and Ritsuka's Love

By: Theressa

Chapter One

Midnight came faster than he had thought and he was still not tired. He wanted to welcome sleep with open arms, but sleep did not want to come to him. He cursed under his breathe, saying that sleep was stupid for not coming. How was he suppose to sleep knowing painfully well that he was wide awake. He thought about calling his Fighter, but rejected that idea.

"Ritsuka. . ." he heard the wind gently whispered, but for some reason the voice sounded extremely familiar. The voice was cold and angry, but still sounded familiar. Then, his name was said again and that when he realized whose voice it was.

The silky black-haired teenager sat up slowly, comforting himself in a position and turned his attention towards the window that was closed just a moment ago. He saw a shady figure leaning against the window frame, but he knew who it was.

"Seimei, w-what are you doing here?" nervously asked the cat-eared boy.

The older brother walked into sight. "I missed you so I decided to visit you. I'm very happy to see you. Aren't you as happy to see me as I am to you?"

"The last time I saw you was two months ago and you were not the big brother I knew." replied Ritsuka, slowly removing himself from his, planning to run out of his room to get his mother.

"Ritsuka, your words hurt me." The older Aoyagi brother responded, landing his hand over his heart and faking a sad expression.

Ritsuka was now backed against his door, hand on the knob and he was ready to run for it, but what his older brother said pissed him off. "Words can't possibly hurt you, big brother! You're untouchable!" hissed the younger brother.

"That's not true." simply stated Seimei, looking dully at his brother. "You're words matter to me. You're the only human in my world. The animals words. . . Well, I don't understand them and I couldn't care less what they say about me."

"B-but my words shouldn't be the only ones that matter. What about mother's?! And father's?! And S–" Ritsuka covered his mouth, realizing the name he was about to say was the very person that Seimei did not want to hear about.

Seimei raised his right eyebrow, crossed his arms and asked, "Whose name was it you were going to say? Was it that useless tool that I tossed away? You shouldn't be talking about that thing. It isn't even here with you." gently growled Seimei.

Ritsuka's blood boiled even more when his brother called his Fighter an "it". He was not going to allow his brother to get away with this. This would be the second time in his whole life (in the two years he could remember) that he was angry at his brother and was going to set him straight.

"You need to shut up! I don't care if you are my brother. Nobody talks about Soubi that way. It's cruel and heartless. I don't get why you were named 'Beloved' if you hate everyone and everyone hates you. And honestly, I like Soubi much more than I like you."

Seimei grew angry, but not at his brother. He was outraged with Soubi for taking his little brother away from him. He wanted to kill the blond adult for making his Ritsuka fall in love.

"You've fallen in love with that disgusting thing?! No, you belong to me, Ritsuka! You are to love only me! You were never suppose to love mother, or father. Not even those little friends of yours. We are the only humans!" declared the angered brother.

"So what if I did fall in love with him?! He doesn't lie to me like you did! You're suppose to be dead, but here you are in my bedroom, telling me that I can't love anyone. It's stupid. I have the freedom to love anyone I desire!" yelled the violet-eyed teenager, hoping that his mother would come up.

Seimei smirked evilly. "You love Soubi so much that you would raise your voice against me? But you only love the adult Soubi, but will you still love him if you know of his past? Maybe I should send you back into the past. . . Or better yet, I should have the Soubi from the past come to the future. Yes, maybe then I can split the two of you."

"What?" asked Ritsuka in a hushed voice, noticing that his mother was not here and was growing worried.

"Yes, that would be perfect. You probably will witness Soubi kill your real Fighter."

"M-my real F-f-fighter?"

"It's been decided!" proclaimed the older Sacrifice. "Okay, it's time for you to go to sleep. I'll see you later, Ritsuka."

"Wait, what are you planning?! Seimei! Come back!" Ritsuka yelled, following his brother to his window, but it was too late. Seimei had disappeared, hiding with the shadows of the night.

"Crap! I-I. . . I need to call Soubi! No, I need to go to him. I have to make sure he's okay." declared the young Sacrifice, throwing on layers to protect him from the cold that awaits him outside.

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"Soubi! Soubi, please, open the door!" called Ritsuka, banging on the door of his Fighter.

The door opened under five seconds, revealing a blond adult with his hair pulled back into a law ponytail. He wore a black shirt that had splattered paint on it and blue jeans that also had paint on it.

"Ritsuka? What are you doing here at this time of night?" asked Soubi, ushering the teenager to come in.

"Are you okay, Soubi?! Has anyone visited you yet?" worried and concern was heard in the boy's voice.

"No, no. Nobody. Ritsuka, what's wrong?" the earless adult bent down to the cat-eared teenager,grasping his cold hands into his hands, warming them up. "Ritsuka! Your hands. . .They're cold!"

"Never mind that, Soubi" Ritsuka said, hugging Soubi and wrapping his arms around the adult's neck. His cat-ears dropped against his head, tears threatening to fall. "I'm glad you're okay."

Soubi embraced the boy, rubbing his back to ease his Sacrifice. "Of course, I'm okay, but what happened to you?"

Ritsuka was finally growing sleepy, but he did not want to fall asleep just yet. He was finally in the arms of the person he loved the most. And before he could answer Soubi, he fell asleep.

"Ritsuka. . .?" whispered Soubi and when he knew the young teenager was asleep, he simply smiled. "I'm guessing you're going to be staying the night, huh?" with that said, he lifted Ritsuka into his arms and headed to his bed.

"Soubi. . . I love you." Ritsuka unconsciously said in his sleep.

Soubi's eyes widen in surprise. He was not expecting Ritsuka to ever say that to anyone. He thought Ritsuka was never going to say that to anyone because he did not know the true meaning of love. Soubi always said that he loved him and that confused the boy even more. The way Ritsuka saw love was he learned to love and and the people who loved him back either abandoned him or hurt him.

Soubi was happy to hear those three words slip out of the teenager's mouth. He reached his bed and softly landed the boy on his bed, strip the extra layers off Ritsuka. He saw that Ritsuka was wearing the pajamas that he had borrowed from him the last time he had stayed the night. He lightly chuckled and cover the cat-eared Sacrifice with several blankets to keep him warm since he did not have heat.

Soubi started to walk away until something grabbed his shirt. He looked back to see a half asleep Ritsuka clutching his shirt. "Where are. . . you going? Aren't you. . . going to sleep. . . with me?"

Soubi went back and lowered himself to eye level with Ritsuka. "I will, but after I'm done with my assignment, okay?"

Ritsuka smiled and nodded his head. "Good, Soubi. Finish. . . your homework. . . and then come."

"Of course, Ritsuka." then Soubi kissed the teenager's forehead and headed off to finish his assignment.

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