A/N; there are two chapters to this. The first being the story leading up to losing his ears and the second being the actual event. So if you're not into the plot too much just skip to the second chapter. ;D

I wrote this during a study hall after first watching Loveless and it's been lying around for a while so I finally decided to type it up. There's some slight OOC-ness, but nothing too dramatically off base.

I do not own loveless or any of the characters.

Warning; lemon, yaoi, boy on boy, the whole works. You get the idea. (;

Ritsuka sighed, staring down at the blank paper in front of him. He was supposed to be taking notes, but he was too caught up in thought. It was his last year of high school and he had promised to do his best, which he wasn't at the moment by ignoring the notes. He couldn't help but think of his fighter though.

For some reason, Soubi had been making his way into the younger boy's thoughts lately. Ritsuka had been saved a great number of times by the other male, every time causing Ritsuka to be more grateful of his brothers gift. They had formed an breakable bond. Something was starting to change though, the smaller boy wanted something more to become of him and Soubi. Every touch from Soubi sent his heart racing. Every kiss left his sacrifice gasping for air. This relationship seemed to be taking a greater toll on Ritsuka's body than any battle they had ever fought.

"Ah, Ritsuka, can you tell the class which answer you think is correct?" Mrs. Amakura interrupted his thoughts. Ritsuka's ears perked up on top of his head as he heard his name and he moved his eyes to the woman at the front of the room.

"Um.." he looked to the board for some clue as to what the question was. His ears turned sideways as he laid them back against the top of his head. He knew it was obvious that he hadn't been paying attention and he had to admit he didn't know the answer. "I don't know."

"Maybe if you had your book opened like everyone else you'd know what was going on." She informed him. He looked down in an embarrassed manner, looking to his unopened book. "The answer is 4, the process by which starlight travels is radiation." She closed her book and made her way over to her desk, setting it down. She looked through some papers on her desk. The class became somewhat noisy as the student closed their books and tucked them away in their bags.

Ritsuka looked at his phone, seeing that school would be dismissed soon. "In case you didn't know," the teacher spoke again. The class became quiet so they could hear her speak. " tomorrow is wardrobe switch day. Boys and girls who participate in this must wear the opposite sex's cloths. This will be the last day of spirit week so let's be sure to bring the week to an end with a bang!" she said in an excited tone.

Ritsuka leaned his chin on the palm of his hand, turning his head towards where Yuiko was seated. She was wearing some kind of nurse's outfit. Today was 'dress for your occupation of choice' day, which meant Yuiko must have wanted to be a nurse when she got older. An amused smile spread on Ritsuka's face, knowing that with her smarts the chance was slim that she'd be a nurse. Tomorrow would be the last day of this nonsense, which relieved the boy. He already knew that he would be continuing what he had done all week by ignoring spirit week.

Yuiko smiled when she realized Ritsuka was looking at her and looked back at him. She no longer had her animal like features, so her smile looked a bit more mature than in the previous years. "I think I'm going to borrow some of Yayoi's cloths for tomorrow, can I borrow something of yours also?"

"Sure, I don't care." He replied in a cool, monotone voice.

"You want to borrow something of mine?" she cocked her head to the side a bit.

"No, I'm not participating." Ritsuka turned his head to face the front of the room again.

"But why? It's be so much fun and you'll miss out!" she stared at the profile of the boys face, waiting for some kind of response. When she didn't get one, she continued to plead but was ignored. Ritsuka stared at the teacher in the front who was talking about lending out old school uniforms for tomorrow.

Yuiko dropped her shoulders and hunched over in defeat. "Fine, I give up." Little did Ritsuka know, she hadn't been fully discouraged yet.

Ritsuka sat on his bed, looking at the pictures that were pinned to his picture board. He tried to imagine what it'd be like if the old him came back, if he forgot everything he knew now as the "new" Ritsuka. What good would the pictures do if he couldn't remember the people in them? He would forget all of his new friends, including Soubi. He cringed at the thought. He never wanted to forget Soubi.

"Ritsuka! Ritsuka!" his mother startled him a bit as she yelled up the stairs, "Someone's here for you!" He pushed himself up and slid off of his bed. Who could it be? Soubi? No, he usually came in through the window. Yayoi? No, he never liked Ritsuka enough to come by and visit. That left only Ms. Hitomi and Yuiko, and it had been a long time since had stopped by. She seemed to be interesting in Soubi more than Ritsuka.

"Hello, Ritsuka-kun!" he was greeted by Yuiko as he reached the bottom of the stairs. "I came to get a shirt from you.." she grinned innocently at him. He moved his eyes down to the bag the girl before him held.

"What's that?" he asked motioning towards the bag, suspicious of it's contents.

"Where's your room again?" Yuiko ignored Ritsuka's question and headed towards the stairs. "Straight up, right?" Without waiting for a confirmation she made her way up the stairs. The boy trailed behind her. With or without ears, Yuiko was still…Yuiko. That was the only way to descried her.

Yuiko burst into his room, leaving the door wide opened. She smiled as she looked around. She held the bag behind her with both hands, rocking on her heels. Her eyes lit up when she saw the picture board and she hurried over to it. "Awh, kawaii!"

Ritsuka rolled his eyes as he made his way over to his closet. He slid the doors apart and looked inside. He wanted Yuiko to leave; he wasn't really in the mood for anyone's company besides Soubi's. He pulled a shirt off of the hanger and made his way over to the girl that was still gawking at the pictures.

"Here, now leave." Ritsuka said coldly, holding the shirt out towards her. Yuiko stared at it as if it were some foreign object before finally taking it from him.

"So mean!" she exclaimed, a bit taken back by his words. "I brought stuff to repay you." She smirked.

"I don't want it." He sat on his bed.

"You don't even know what it is!"

"What is it?"

"Cloths for tomorrow." She said in an almost inaudible voice, trying to make her words hard to understand. Her attempts failed though and Ritsuka had understood what she had said.

"I don't want it." He repeated.

"But Yayoi is doing it!" she tried to convince him.

"Yayoi's a freak."

"Please, Ritsuka!" she got down on her knees and looked at him, tears forming in her eyes. "I just want to make a fun memory with you." She whimpered as she started sniffling. She had said the right thing. She knew Ritsuka wanted nothing more than to make memories. He sighed, giving in to the female.

He moved his eyes to the side, looking away from Yuiko's face, "Fine,I'll think about it."

And excited expression spread across Yuiko's face as she jumped up. "Yay! Thank you, Ritsuka!" she threw her arms around the slightly taller boy.

Ritsuka's face was covered in a seemingly permanent blush. He stood in front of the school gates, deciding it wasn't too late to go home. Somehow, Yuiko had convinced him that it'd only be normal if he dressed as a girl today. He stood frozen, staring at his school.

He had on a blue plaid skirt that was pleated and reached to just above his knees. Just below his knees were loose fitted knee socks and a pair of school issued loafers. His shirt was a girl's short-sleeved shirt that had some anime print on it and a design that consisted of a teddy bear, a rubber duck and an awkward looking panda. The shirt fell off of his right shoulder, exposing his bare skin. Around his neck was a chain that held an over-sized heart on the end.

He sighed and turned to walk home but just as he moved he heard Yuiko's voice.

"Awh! Ritsuka, you look so adorable!" she said excitedly, pulling her camera out and taking a quick picture of him. He blushed and rolled his eyes.

"You're lucky I'm doing this."

Ritsuka spent most of the day squirming in his seat, uncomfortable with being in a skirt. Luckily, the day went by rather quickly and the last class session was over before he knew it. His class mates sat around in groups with their friends, talking to one another. Ritsuka leaned against his desk, looking at Yuiko who was telling some bothersome story about Yayoi. He wasn't paying too much attention though. He was trying to figure out what he would do if Soubi was outside. He couldn't let his fighter see him dressed as he was. Soubi had been busy lately and wasn't around to walk Ritsuka home too much, so he might be safe. But just in case, he needed some kind of plan.

Ritsuka was so deep in though trying to figure out how to avoid Soubi he didn't notice Yuiko position herself next to him. It wasn't until he felt her arm drape around his neck that he realized what was happening. He moved his eyes to the object in front of him.

"Say cheese!" she exclaimed with a smile and before Ritsuka had time to move the camera flashed. Yuiko pulled herself away from the boy and looked at the screen on the back of the camera. "Awh, this is so cute! I'll have to bring you a copy."

The final bell rang cueing Ritsuka it was time to go. He grabbed his bag and headed out of the class, followed by Yuiko. They made their way down to the main entrance of the school, stopping at their shoe lockers before leaving. Ritsuka looked around before making his way down the path that lead to the front gates. There was no sign of Soubi, which was good. He wasn't completely out of the woods yet though, he still had to check outside of the gates.

"I'll walk you ho-"

"I'm going now, I'll see you Monday." Ritsuka cut her off, running towards the road. Once onto the sidewalk outside of the gates, he looked both ways. He sighed a relieved sigh as he saw no Soubi. He smiled, but it soon faded as he heard a familiar voice behind him.

"Ritsuka?" The small boy turned slowly, knowing who the voice had come from. He felt his whole face turn red and his heart skip a beat as he spotted Soubi leaned against the wall. He pivoted to face the direction his home was and got ready to run from this embarrassing moment, but a firm grip was placed on one of his wrists.

"Why don't you come over for diner? I just went shopping today and bought food, so I can make you whatever you like."

Ritsuka looked at the ground and nodded. It didn't take long to get to where Soubi lived. Once there, they agreed on home-made ramen and movie.

Ritsuka sat on a stool at the kitchen counter, fidgeting with a button on his skirt. "So, do you care to explain?" Soubi asked, eyeing his sacrifice's cloths. The younger boy looked down to his lap, not sure how to sum up his story. He blushed fiercely as he realized the man he admired was looking at him. He gripped his skirt in his hands and closed his eyes tightly, more embarrassed than he had ever been.

Soubi smiled at the other boy, admiring how adorable he was. He loved it, he loved everything about the smaller boy. He made his way around the counter and to where the embarrassed Ritsuka was. He wrapped his arms around the boys waist from behind.

"I love you, Ritsuka." He said softly. Ritsuka opened his eyes as he realized the position he was in. He quickly turned on his stool to face Soubi and threw his arms around the larger male's neck, burying his face in his chest.

Well, that's the first chapter. The next one is pretty smutty.

I'd now like to point out some stuff that I used, in case you didn't know.

Firstly, the teacher, has Kei's last name from Fatal Frame 3. Why? Because I love Kei and he dies, so I did it in his memory. X3 I thought about using Miku's last name (Hinasaki) because she dies to, but then I realized that all she was good for was crawling in small holes and giving weather updates. Yes Miku! I know it's raining again. X3

Secondly, The shirt Ritsuka was wearing was one I have from Junjou Romantica. Why? Because who doesn't love Junjou? Especially misake and shinobu. –drool.- No one likes Hiro-san though. Just kidding. Maybe.

Well, ima shut up. Enjoy the next chapter.