Xana: Hello Readers! I am finally here with the sequel to Neko in Auctions! Yep, after a whole month, I finally have it up. It would have been sooner, but as I said on my livejournal, I had some computer issues, and then every time I tried to upload the chapter I got an error message. So weird, huh?
Ritsuka: Yeah yeah, plus you were lazy.
Xana: Ah, shut up, Ritsuka. Anyways, if you haven't read Neko in Auctions, you should check that out first. So! Instead of wasting your time blabbing like an idiot, let's just get this show on the road!
Ritsuka: Xana still doesn't own Loveless. But apparently Soubi owns me. Also, this wasn't beta'd. So there will be mistakes.
Xana: Yep! Now, to the chapter!
"Thanks again for giving me the solo in the fall concert, Mr. Yamada."
"You're more than welcome, Aoyagi-kun. I believe you will 'wow' the crowd with your talent. Just remember to practice on a daily basis."
"I will, you can count on me!"
Packing up his music sheets, a raven haired teen gripped the handle to his cello case and headed out of the room, throwing a parting wave over his shoulder to the music director. As he pushed through the crowd of students that filled the hallways, he nearly dropped his case as his arm was grabbed violently.
"There you are Ritsuka! I've been looking everywhere for you! I almost left your ass here!"
Turning his head, Ritsuka locked his gaze with his best friend, Natsuo. Green eyes sparkled with happiness as wisps of red hair fell in his face, lips spread into a giant grin . A grin which, sadly, was contagious.
Ritsuka smiled. " I was talking with the music director. Guess what! I got the solo in the fall concert." He replied smugly, slinging his messenger bag over his shoulder. Natsuo's eyes widened and he immediately perked up.
"No way!"
"Way."
"That's incredible! Seimei is going to be so proud of you! Not to mention your boooyfriend." Natsuo snickered, stuffing his hands into his sweater pockets as the two made their way out of the building, heading past the student parking lot.
"Tch, shut up Natsuo. You know I hate it when you and Youji tease me about him." Ritsuka huffed, turning his gaze away from his friend, mentally grinning at the thought.
His boyfriend, Agatsuma Soubi, by far the sexiest man on Earth. Just thinking about him gaze the teen chills.
It had been four years since he last saw him in person, and they kept in contact through webcam chats. He was tall, with long silky blonde hair. His eyes were an icy blue, and he wore thin wire framed glasses.
But what Ritsuka loved more than anything about the man was his voice. It was like silk, that wrapped around him and bound him tightly, making him weak in the legs. He loved that voice…especially when it said his name.
Now, Ritsuka wasn't your typical horny teenage boy, he could control his sexual urges. But Soubi seemed to push his control to a thin line, always making the raven haired teen hot and disturbed.
"Damn blonde…" he pouted, adjusting the strap of his messenger bag on his shoulder.
"What was that? You're mumbling, Rits." Natsuo teased, poking him in the nose.
Ritsuka scrunched his nose up, frowning at the red head. "It's nothing."
"Hm. Okay, if you say so!" Natsuo grinned, wrapping an arm around the young Aoyagi's shoulders. "So….you and Soubi going to sexcam again?"
Ritsuka yanked himself away quickly and stared at the green eyed teen in horror, mouth agape. "What the hell are you talking about!"
Natsuo burst out laughing, bent over with his hands resting on his knees, body shaking with mirth. "Oh-Oh god, you know what I'm talking about!"
Ritsuka felt his face flush red, and he looked away quickly. "Y-You don't know what you're talking about!"
"I do too! I saw you! In that maid's outfit!" He exploded into another fit of laughter. "Where the hell did you even get that!"
Ritsuka set his cello case and messenger bag on the ground before throwing himself at his best friend, letting out a loud war cry. "YOU DIE!"
Tackling Natsuo, he sat on his chest and proceeded to strangle the red head, shaking him violently in the process. Too bad he hadn't realized they were already in the front yard of their home, because before the violet eyed teen knew it, he was being lifted off Natsuo and held in the air, kicking and thrashing wildly as he hissed at him.
Around two months earlier, Ritsuka had decided to surprise his blonde lover by performing a strip tease on one of their webcam chats. He'd convinced one of his friends, Yuhi, to get him a maid's uniform.
To say things hadn't heated up would be a lie, because the next thing the raven knew, he was touching himself for Soubi, who was enjoying the show immensely. He could of swore he had locked all the doors after making sure he was home alone.
"You're DEAD, Natsuo! You hear me!"
Natsuo sat up and continued to laugh at him.
"Ritsuka, calm down! Yeesh, what did he do to you now?"
Ritsuka froze, slowly turning his head to look over his shoulder and see Seimei.
'Aw, shit.'
Ritsuka racked his brain for a good lie to feed his older brother. But Natsuo quickly beat him to it. "Eh, I just told Ritsuka that I was the one who left rotten fish heads in his locker."
Seimei sighed, setting his little brother back on the ground. "Why am I not surprised…"
Ritsuka threw Natsuo a grateful look before picking up his stuff. Natsuo was off the hook, for now anyways. But Ritsuka swore he would get revenge. Huffing, he marched up the front steps and sulked through the door, Seimei and Natsuo following behind him.
"Besides rotten fish heads, how was school?" the elder Aoyagi asked, shutting the front door.
The younger immediately perked up. "I landed the solo in the fall concert! So I have to practice twice as hard from now on."
Violet eyes warmed up as they stared down at the teen, a smile gracing Seimei's perfect face. "That's wonderful, Ritsuka. I'm very proud of you."
Smiling, the teen made his way towards the staircase. "Thanks Seimei."
Walking up to his room, Ritsuka glanced at the watch around his wrist, checking the time. 3:00 pm. Yeah, he still had time before Soubi logged on for their daily conversations. Kicking his door open, Ritsuka tossed his bag onto the bed and made his way to the corner of his room, by the giant window seat where had set up his music stand, music sheets neatly laid out, ready to be played.
Unzipping his cello case, the raven teen carefully removed the beautiful instrument, setting it on it's stand as he put away the case. Closing his door, Ritsuka pinned his hair out of his face before sitting at the window.
Gently gripping onto the bow, he closed his eyes and took a deep breathe before playing the first note, lips parting as soft words flowed from his mouth.
"Anata totomoni sugoseru hibi ha mou,
Dare ka yaburi sute te shimatta no deshou…"
Licking his lips, his fingers worked the strings, bow sliding gracefully.
"Semete…onaji umi no new…o kii te i tai,
Anata no koe gaAnata no kotoba ga,
Chikaku de hibii te…furueru…,
Kioku ha soko de..tomatta mama…"
Shutting his eyes, he subconsciously moved his head to the melody, biting his lower lip gently as let his emotion take over his playing, losing himself to his own world.
"Mata…anata, totomoni eiga no you na,
Aoku somaru…machi o…nagame tai noni,
Douka…kurai umi no soko…ni shizume te,Tadoru tabi,Omoidasu tabi ni,Subete o tsuranuku…setsuna sa,Kioku ha koko de togire ta mama de…
Fukaku naru…"
Opening his eyes, Ritsuka turned his gaze down to his instrument, watching his fingers instinctively fly up and down the neck of the cello, hitting each note on queue, the sorrowful sound filling the room.
"Anata ga i nai,
Kono keshiki ha,
Monokuroomu fureemu…Ano keshiki o,
Ima mo omoi…tsuduke te…"
He continued to play, mind wandering to the concert, imagining himself on stage, playing for hundreds of people. What would that be like? What would it feel like? Would he screw up? Or ace his performance?
Slowly ending the last note, he sighed and set aside the large wooden instrument, turning his head to gaze out the window.
'If I invited Soubi….would he come and watch me? Would he bring Kio and Yayoi? I hope so…I miss Yayoi so much.' he thought, vibrant eyes dulling in depression, his silent questions upsetting himself.
No…no, he had to stop himself from upsetting thoughts. If he had negative energy, then his playing would be off, and he needed to practice as much as possible if he were going to be the soloist for the school concert. He wouldn't screw up in front of Seimei…and maybe Soubi, if the blonde did go.
Quickly giving himself a positive pep talk to help pump him up, he quickly got back to practicing, determined not to let down the two most important people in his life. He had to make them proud, and show them that he was a true musician.
"Zutto mitekita,
Sono…Kakkowarui,
Nakigao ya,
Suneta kao,
Tama-ARRGGHH!"
Ritsuka cut off from his singing, bow screeching horribly across the strings of his cello as he fell sideways off his window seat, startled out of his passionate playing by a loud ringing, computer screen flashing violently.
"Oof!" he huffed out, the large instrument landing on his stomach, digging into his rib.
Growling, he carefully sat up, making sure to take great care in placing it on it's stand, before storming up to his computer, clicking furiously at the conversation window that popped up. He let out a loud hiss.
"Yuhi! Do you have any idea what you did just now!"
Dark eyes brightened in amusement as an equally dark eyebrow raised slowly, smirk pulling at a pair of lips. "Talking to your boyfriend?" Yuhi guessed, chuckle escaping him. Ritsuka seethed.
"NO! I was practicing! You know how I am when I play!"
"Yeah, yeah. 'You get caught up in your emotions, and escape to a land of wonder that you and only you can ever visit and lose yourself in.', I get it, Rits. Yeesh." the brunette drawled, waving a hand dismissively in the air.
The youngest Aoyagi gritted his teeth painfully. "Was there a reason you interrupted me, or can I just block you now?"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. What's with the hostility? It's not like I meant to ruin your little moment."
Ritsuka felt his left eye twitch as he watched the brown haired boy, the urge to shut off his computer and get back to playing itched at him badly. "What. Do. You. Want."
"Okay okay! I was just checking to see if you wanted another costume! I have a sailor uniform, police officer, firefighter-oooh that's a new one, by the way. Uhm…oh yes! I also have a-"
"Gawd, Yuhi! What are you-what?" Ritsuka sputtered, face burning a bright pink, eyes wide.
"Well, you borrowed that maid outfit. I figured you and your boyfriend were into kinky stuff like that-"
"No! It-It was a one time deal! I don't need any other outfits! My lord!"
"Well, if you ever do need-"
"I wont!"
"-any other outfits or costumes, just let me know" Yuhi grinned, flashing a thumbs up before the screen went blank.
Ritsuka could only gape at his monitor, wondering if what just happened was real. He was so lost in his stupor, that he failed to notice a new window open.
A tall, blonde man with piercing blue eyes behind thin wired frames stared at him, lips formed into a thin line. Why was Ritsuka staring at him with his mouth hanging open? He looked as if someone had reached through the computer screen and slapped him.
"Ah…Ritsuka? Can you hear me?"
"Wabbaaah?" came the 'intelligent' reply. Soubi's frown vanished, a look of amusement replacing it.
"I'm not sure I am familiar with that word, Ritsuka. Define it for me, please."
The raven haired teen snapped out of his daze, face once again flushing a bright pink as he saw the love of his life staring at him on his monitor. "S-Soubi! How long have you been sitting there?"
"No more than five minutes, I can assure you."
"Ah…sorry." Ritsuka said sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck as he looked away.
The blonde haired male could only smile as he watched the younger male. Even at the age of 16, he was still childishly adorable. He loved that, and hoped he stayed that way. "What blew your mind?"
Ritsuka blinked, violet eyes looking at him in confusion. "What?"
"What made you sit there with your mouth hanging open?" Soubi repeated.
"Oh, just something a friend told me. But let's not talk about that! How was your day?" Ritsuka asked, quickly changing the subject.
Soubi noticed, but chose to ignore it. "Well, I have a new job that I will be starting next week. But don't worry, it won't cut into our web chats." He smiled, noticing the teen sigh in relief.
"That's great! Congrats! I have some good news as well."
"Oh?"
"Yep. I got the solo in our school's fall concert. I just have to practice my playing and pick a song."
"That's wonderful, Ritsuka. I'm proud of you."
The younger male felt his heart swell, a warm, fuzzy feeling sweeping over his body. Soubi was proud of him!
"Thank you, Soubi!"
"You're welcome, Ritsuka." Soubi smiled, watching the smaller teen.
Ritsuka cocked his head to the side, intensely examining the older blonde's face. The elder Agatsuma wanted to ask him something, but was holding back. He wondered what he could possibly want to ask. "Something you want to say, Soubi?"
"Oh, nothing really worth bringing up. Don't worry about it."
"Soubi…you know you can ask me whatever you-"
"Can you do another strip tease?" His lover blurted, staring stiffly at him from his monitor.
Ritsuka's mouth, for the third time that day, fell open as he stared at his boyfriend of four years. Had he seriously just asked that? Or was he just hearing things?
"I-I'm sorry?" he dumbly asked, still gaping.
"Forget I asked anything. I knew it was stupid to ask something like that." The older blonde quickly said, turning his head away.
Ritsuka stared at his screen, watching the tall male. Did Soubi really want him to do…that again? And on a more important note, it was strangely creepy how he had just discussed such an activity with his friend prior to this conversation. Blushing furiously, Ritsuka looked down at his keyboard.
"You…really enjoyed last time? Even when…you know…" His head shot up as he heard a snort.
"Are you kidding? I loved it, Ritsuka. Especially the heated parts. Nothing makes me hotter than seeing you fing-"
"Waahh! Okay, okay, I get it! You enjoyed it! Let's not talk about it right now!" Ritsuka cried out, arms flailing wildly at the screen, face the shade of a tomato.
"But-"
"But nothing!"
"Ritsuka-"
"No, no!"
"Seriously, you can't-"
"I can!"
"Really, this is-"
"Soubi!"
"Okay, fine."
Ritsuka had the urge to face plant into his keyboard. Leave it to Soubi to make him turn redder than a tomato. "I'll….think about it." he mumbled, turning his head away.
He could hear the smile in Soubi's voice. "Thank you."
"Yeah, yeah." he rubbed the back of his head shyly, still turned away from the screen. The older blonde smirked.
"Just to let you know, I'd prefer you dress as a fairy. There's nothing hotter than Ritsuka in tights." His smirk widened as he received a loud snarl.
"Fuck you, Soubi!"
Xana: And that was Chapter 1! How did you like it?
Ritsuka: Da fuck, Xana! You have me singing girl songs?
Xana: Hey! Those songs are kick ass, okay? Anyways, the song's used in this chapter were Monochrome Frame and Marmalade Sky by Kanon Wakeshima. You should check them out! Her voice and playing are amazing! So please people! Review! I love them and they help me update faster when I don't have computer issues!
Ritsuka: It's true, she stays up at ungodly hours of the morning just to write this shit.
Xana: Yeah! So do it! This is Xana, signing out.
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