Disclaimer : I don't own Loveless. It all belongs to Kouga Yun. I don't make money out of this either. Just taking pleasure in borrowing her characters and universe.
A/N : I found this one lying around and forgot I even wrote it. Thought I'd post it, there can never be enough fanfics on Loveless. I hope you'll like it.
Part 1
Yuiko watched Ritsuka. She could tell he was having a bad day. Whenever he sat near the windowsill, absent-mindedly looking outside with his chin resting in his hand, he would spend the day moping around feeling sad and forlorn. She had given up on Ritsuka's love a long time ago but he was still her closest friend and her heart ached for him when he was so down. She sat down next to him and stayed silent as she stared outside with him.
"Hi Yuiko," he greeted with a cheerless smile, turning his undivided attention to her, his dark eyes boring into hers.
"Hi Ritsuka," she answered, used now to his rapidly changing moods. "Want to talk about it?" she offered.
"Not really," he replied casually.
"You fought with Soubi-san again, haven't you?" She knew him well enough to have noticed only his mother and Soubi could educe such behaviour from him. He turned back to the contemplation of the outside and didn't reply. She looked at him. At sixteen, he was far more handsome than he had been as a child. He was tall now, lean and muscular with dark bangs occasionally falling in his eyes since his hair was longer. With his bad boy looks, girls were falling easily for him. But his heart was already taken, to the dismay of many. She had been amongst them once.
"Why don't you tell him it bothers you so much?" she asked, looking at his velvet ears. His tail twitched in displeasure before curling around his ankles. Defeat.
"Don't you think I've tried?" he replied angrily. "It's not like he ever listens to what I say."
"That's not fair and you know it. Soubi-san always puts you before anything and everyone else."
"But he doesn't listen to me!"
"That's a bit childish. You can't expect him to do only as you wish."
"Yes I can," he snarled. "He should do exactly as I wish." He was so vehement her eyebrows shot up in surprise.
"Why? Is he your servant or something?" He seemed to deflate and his anger to abate.
"No. Of course not," he muttered.
"You're just frustrated. Lashing out at Soubi-san won't help matters," she said and the issue was closed until school was over. By that time, they were met by the Sagan brothers.
"Oi Ritsuka!" they called and Yōji hooked his arm around his friend's neck. "How's your day?"
"Peachy," he deadpanned.
"Might be better if you didn't fight so much with Blondie." Ritsuka only glowered at the other Sacrifice. "What about Natsuo and I crash somewhere tonight so you can work it out," he offered. "You know, have some privacy," he added and grinned.
"Privacy?" he repeated calmly.
"Well, yes. Look, I know that you Aoyagis like to keep your ears but you are aware there are other ways, aren't you?"
"What are you talking about?" he all but snarled.
"Please Ritsuka. The man's cranky as hell. There must be something you're willing to do."
Ritsuka stopped in his track, causing the other to stumble slightly. He turned abruptly to face him.
"Are you implying Soubi is sexually frustrated because of me?" he whispered in a dangerously low tone, a dark look on his face.
"Exactly!" he exclaimed happily, dismissing his friend's anger as inconsequential since Ritsuka was easily angered and more often than not, it was over in no time.
"I need to talk to Soubi," he declared and walked away briskly, not even saying goodbye.
"Are they finally going to have sex?" Yōji asked.
"I don't think so," Yuiko answered. "I'd say you've just made things worse."
"Considering Ritsuka's behaviour, we might have misread the situation slightly," Natsuo concurred. "We'd better not go home right now," he stated and looked at Yuiko expectantly.
"There's no way you're coming to my home. My parents will kill me."
