Alright this is my loveless fan fic.

Review no flmaming.

you'll find it weird cuz a lets just say

Soubi + Ears VIRGIN!!

Ritsuka + No Ears NOT VIRGIN!!

lol enjoy.

Chapter 1

It has been three years since he died. Aoyagi Seimei was a close friend of mine and to be honest I loved him a lot. Even though he was cold to me and never let me know what was bothering him I stayed close by and watched him. He had eyes that would make you think he cared what you were saying but his mind would be elsewhere. He once told me that he had a little brother who he cherished a lot but his brother never really took acknowledgement of him. One time while he was in the restroom while we were out he had left his phone and it had rung…not knowing what to do I let it ring and then saw who had called. The name that was of the caller didn't seem like a normal name…Loveless. Who would call themselves loveless? That was strange. It came suddenly though…his death. While I was away at an art expo I got a call from the hospital telling me that he had died. The death was murder and the way he died was by being burned alive. Seimei…the one I cherished the most was gone and I felt my world crumble around me. Seimei…what am I supposed to do now?

"Oi sou-chan!" a blonde haired man with lots of piercings called out to him. "Stop day dreaming and come on!"

"Hai!" another blonde man replied.

My name is Agastuma Soubi and I am a university student. My major is Japanese Art and to be honest I'm very good at it. The only thing that bothers me is that I'm always being followed by girls and being told that they love me gets annoying sometimes. The only person I fell for was Seimei. Yes ladies I'm gay. The only problem is that the girls at my school haven't realized that yet. I'm 20 years old and I still have my ears. Around here that would be pretty pathetic but it doesn't bother me. I'm just waiting for the right person. My friend Kio is always telling me that he would have sex with me…but I never pay him any attention when it comes to that. I only wanted seimei. Seimei was the only one for me.

"Sou-chan you've been spacing out a lot lately." "Are you ok?" Kio asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Soubi answered with no emotion.

"You know sou-chan those ears must be getting bothersome." Why don't you let me take care of them?" Kio said while touching one of them.

Soubi glanced up at Kio and then wacked his hand away with a paint brush. Kio grabbed his hand in pain and looked at soubi with sad eyes.

"Don't touch my ears please." Soubi said in a kind voice.

"You know if you let me do it, you'd enjoy yourself." Kio insisted. "You've become so conservative sou-chan." "Almost like a woman." He teased.

Soubi remained quiet and kept painting. His eyes as blue as the sky and as cold as ice. Soubi always dressed himself in flamboyant clothing and would leave his longish blonde hair out. His glasses were like a mask for him to wear and hide the real mean and cold soubi.

"Sou-chan let's go out tonight." Kio insisted.

"No." soubi answered quickly.

"Why?!" kio yelled questionably.

"I have to go visit his grave." He said while standing.

"Aoyagi Seimei…of course." "Tell me sou-chan when will you let him go?" He said disappointed.

"Let him go?" What a stupid question to ask. I can never let seimei go. He was all I had in this world. He was my everything. It would be stupid to try and ask him to understand but no one will…no one will understand my pain of losing the one man I loved and could never tell that to.

"I'm leaving." Soubi said while grabbing his long dark purple coat with the fluffy lining.

"Hai." Kio replied with an unpleasant voice as soubi walked out and closed the door behind him.

When soubi was outside he leaned against the door for a moment and then pulled out a cigarette box from his pocket. He pulled one out and stuck it in his mouth. He could taste the tobacco in his mouth. He then pulled out his silver lighter and lit it. Once it was lit he put it back in his pocket and with one puff blew out a smoke cloud and walked down the wooden stairs that led to his apartment.

The days have gotten colder since his death. Not that it bothers me anymore. Since he died I can't feel anything. It's like I have become a zombie or something. Ha, me becoming a zombie.

Soubi made his way to the bus stop and upon walking there saw a couple (male and female) holding hands waiting for the bus to arrive. Memories of him and seimei when they used to hang out ran through his mind. But with one blink and a low giggle he pushed it all away. Leaving it far behind in his memories.

"Ah the bus is here!" the girl called out.

Soubi allowed the two to get on ahead of him. Once he got on he sat himself far in the back as to not attract any attention to himself. Sitting in the corner of the bus staring out the window remembering his flashbacks.

FLASHBACK:

"Soubi-kun one day I want you to meet my brother."

"Why?"

"Because he is a very important part of my life and besides you said you would do anything if I asked it." "So please one day I want you to meet him."

"Alright."

"Also never forget this name…BELOVED."

"BELOVED?" "What does that have to with anything?"

"Soubi just remember it…it might come back to you someday."

END OF FLASHBACK:

Seimei always spoke in riddles. Saying things that that I could never understand. Everything he said to me is now just fading away as if he never existed. But this can't be. There has to be someone out there that feels the way I do. ANYONE!

"End of the line sir!"

Without realizing soubi had stayed on the bus longer than he thought. While stepping off he found himself not too far from the cemetery. As he walked he could feel the cold wind blowing through him but it didn't faze him at all. He kept walking thinking of seimei as he walked through the gates and up a medium sized hill.

Beloved

When I got to the top of the hill I saw someone standing over seimei's grave. A young boy about the age of a teenager…no less than sixteen years old. Weird though this kid didn't have his ears or his tail. He wasn't wearing a coat to keep him warm. This boy with his short dark purple hair blowing in the wind the cold win. His clothes were almost that of a girl's clothing but they had a boyish style to them. His eyes glued to the tombstone that read seimei's name. This boy in a way looked like a younger version of seimei. Like he had come back from the dead in the body of a teenage boy.

"Anou…excuse me." Soubi said in a low but loud enough tone.

The boy glanced over and then turned his body towards soubi. His eyes were piercing and as cold as ice.

"What?" he answered in a cold tone.

"Did you know seimei?" soubi asked again in a low but loud enough voice.

The boy grinned and turned back to the grave. He kept his hands to his side.

"Seimei…Aoyagi Seimei…was my older brother." He answered.

Brother? Seimei's?

I couldn't believe it. This boy was seimei's little brother. The one he wanted me to go to and be nice to. This boy? How could this cold looking boy be seimei's brother? They act nothing alike. Seimei…what should I do?

Well wat did you think?

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next chapter will be up as soon as i possible