Of Butterflies And Bumblebees
Chapter 1: Change
By Ice Lioness
Loveless Fan Fiction
Rating: R (sexual situations)
Status: Chapter 1 of ?? Posted
Couple: Soubi x Ritsuka
Summary: Soubi watches as Ritsuka slowly begins to change from a delicate boy, to a cold blood man and wonders how best to bring back the Ritsuka he fell in love with.
Started: Monday, July 16, 2007 - 00:39
Finished: Monday, July 16, 2007 - 02:19
Disclaimer: I do not own Loveless nor any of its characters. Loveless is property of Tokyopop and Yun Kouga.
(Authors Note)
Ice Lioness: Okay, so after reading some Loveless manga, I have decided to write some Loveless Fan Fiction.
Ritsuka: Rated R...? Meow? Blink, blink. Am I gonna lose my ears?!
Ice Lioness: Hehe, what would give you that idea?
Ritsuka: Points up. That!
Soubi: Calm down now Ritsuka. It wont be all that bad.
Ritsuka: Nani?!
Ice Lioness: Ahem. Okay, calm down. All right, so this is the first time I've ever written yaoi but I think I've read enough to know how to write at least a decent story. So, I ask that you only bear with me in the beginning. If it starts out bad, I promise it'll get better.
Soubi: Great. On with the story. Lets earn that rating.
Ritsuka: Soubi!

Of Butterflies And Bumblebees - Chapter 1: Change
"The only truth we could really know, is that everything will change." - Nava, Balto 2: Wolf Quest

I chanced a short glance in the direction of the young boy, only to see a pair of ears twitching in annoyance, most likely aware of my gaze. Ever since he found out Seimei could possibly be alive, he hasn't spoken to me. That was two weeks ago, now, I sit on the floor before his bed, waiting to be acknowledged. Waiting to be ordered.

I have begun to feel like I'm dealing with a younger Seimei. Ritsuka has been ignoring me, speaking to me only if it was absolutely necessary, namely, to tell me to leave him alone every time I try to kiss him. Sometimes even telling me to shut up when I tell him 'I love you'.

I watch his tail sway lazily from side to side, the annoying twitch it gives every five minutes is the only sign of his acknowledgement of me, and it isn't nearly enough.

When I see his chair move I immediately straighten up, hoping he's finally ready to open up to me, that he's ready to forgive me. However, that isn't the case. He merely readjusts himself, now sitting cross-legged in the large computer chair. His hand continues to scribble away on the paper on the desk, I believe he's working on his grammar. He was doing his math homework about an hour ago.

I stand with a sigh, staring at the back of his head, willing him to turn around and to see me, but... My prayer's aren't answered and he continues to ignore me. I decide it's best to give up for the night. There's always tomorrow, that's what I've been telling myself the last two weeks. I move across the room, using the window that he has told me on more than one occasion is not a door.

As I start down the street I turn back to stare at the open window, yet there is no sign of the cat-eared boy. Just the billowing of the curtains and the sound of his squeaky chair being pushed away from the desk. I turn back around and continue down the sidewalk. I never felt this neglected before, even when Seimei was my sacrifice. I had just come to accept that his door would never open for me. However, with Ritsuka... With Ritsuka it was different. It didn't feel right that he was so emotionless, so passive.

I can't help but miss the way he would stutter at my affections and flush every time I proclaimed my love to him. Now, he merely pushes me away, sending a chill through my body that even the coldest of winters could never accomplish. So lost I am in my thoughts I nearly miss my apartment. I walk to the door and slowly put the key into the keyhole. A quick turn releases the lock, allowing me to enter. As I close the door I look down at the object in my hand. A key. The root of Ritsuka's dislike towards me.

With a sigh I command my body to make the short trek to my room, where I proceed to free myself of the heavy coat I wore and the scarf that wound its way around my neck. I move into the bathroom, flicking on the light and moving to the small shower. Moving the shower curtain aside I turn the nozzle so it's facing the opposite side of the tub. I twist the knob and give it a rough pull, causing the water to gush out from the lower spout. I reach down and pull the tab, causing the water to redirect to the gentle spray at the top.

Giving the water time to heat up, I move back into my room and rid myself of the remainder of the clothing. With only my boxers left, I hang up my coat and scarf before tossing the rest into the laundry basket at the foot of the bed. Grabbing a clean towel from the cabinet above my bed, I return to the bathroom and drape it over the top bar. I check the temperature a moment, making a few adjustments with the knob, I climb in once it's to a suitable degree of heat.

I take a moment to let the warm spray beat against the muscles of my neck and back, releasing the built up tension of a day of school and patient waiting. My thoughts easily drifting back to the twelve year old catboy.

His trust in me took a serious nosedive when he spoke with Nagisa and Seven. I'm sure he's torn between their words and my own. I can only pray that he warms up to me in time. At least if he's angry with me, he usually has no problem expressing that. I'd much prefer him to hit me, yell at me, anything. Just as long as he'll talk to me again.

I'm startled out of my reverie as I feel the water begin to cool. Without further hesitation I quickly shampoo my hair and lather a sponge with some body wash. Once I've taken care of that I brush my teeth and wander back into my room, the fluffy towel I grabbed earlier currently wrapped around my waist. Rummaging through my dresser drawer, I pull out a clean pair of boxers. Dropping the towel, I pull on the single article of clothing and return to the bathroom to hang by towel.

I flick off the light switch, moving back into my room and turning the bedside lamp on. Pulling back the sheets I make myself comfortable on the soft bed. I glance around at the boxes littering my bedroom floor. A week ago I decided I needed to be closer to Ritsuka, just incase he needs me. I managed to find a closer place, not only was the rent within my budget, but I have about twice as much space as what I had in my previous apartment.

Deciding my book to be a lost cause I turn the light off and slump down into the pillows and sheets. Of course, it takes mere seconds for my troubled mind to focus its thoughts back on Ritsuka again.

The young boy was making me worry, worry to the point that he became the only thing on my mind. His clothes were getting looser on his already thin frame, his eyes losing a significant amount of light to them, and his ears were always drooping except to give an annoyed twitch at the feel of my gaze.

I couldn't quite understand what made Ritsuka feel this way. So, Seimei might be alive, but is that reason to put yourself through his kind of pain? No matter how I tried to break it down, no matter how much thought I put into it, I just couldn't understand. Perhaps, the mind of a child is much more complex than we think.

I shook myself out of my thoughts, if I continued down this path, sleep would elude me this night. Closing my eyes I focus on staying calm, my attention on the little sheep jumping the fence in my mind. A few moments later I felt the influence of the sandman before my mind slipped into the wonderful bliss of dreams.

(Authors Note 2)
Ice Lioness: Okay, so, what do you think so far? The story is kind of just taking off, this chapter is pretty much just focused on Soubi's thoughts on how Ritsuka is changing right now. The signs he sees and how he understands things.
Seimei: Am I even in this story...?
Ice Lioness: Uhh...we'll see...
Seimei: ...
Ice Lioness: Right! So, please leave a review, or a flame if you didn't like it.
Seimei: The preview is below.

Chapter 2: Dance
Soubi and Ritsuka get into an argument. Ritsuka cries and Soubi tries to soothe him.