"Soubi…"
Quiet, little word.
"Huh?"
Cold, dark night.
Starry sky.
Empty streets.
Soft, warm light from the window of the house of Aoyagi.
"You're hurting me…"
Again, that quiet voice.
"Gomen…"
Rustle.
Two warm bodies separate.
"I just hoped…"
Whispers, whispers in the dark.
"You hoped?"
That voice. Voice of a young boy.
"Nothing."
Soft, mature voice.
Neon lights of the city.
Noise of cars.
Even at the night, the city is awake.
"Neeh, Soubi?"
Voices. Voices in the dark room.
Room of Aoyagi Ritsuka.
"Hai?"
Two darker figures on the bed.
"Is it true?"
One of them moves.
"Is what true?"
"You're not my Fighter?"
"Soo."
Silence.
Long, deep silence.
"Then who's my Fighter? Loveless' Fighter?"
Another silence.
"I don't know."
Sudden light from the window.
Momentary flash that lights the room.
"Why it hurts to touch you, Soubi?"
Another movement.
"It hurts?"
The other of the figures turns to face the other.
"Un…"
Silence falls.
"Soubi…"
"Yes?"
"Bind us together."
An order.
Soubi turns to look at
Ritsuka.
"Hai."
Soubi stretches out his hand and caresses Ritsuka's cheek.
Vibration.
Soubi's hand stops.
"Don't stop."
Gently, slowly, Soubi caresses Ritsuka's cheeks and lips. His hand slides into Ritsuka's hair.
Rustle.
Two lips press against each other.
The kiss becomes deeper.
Soubi's hands slides on Ritsuka's back.
"Suki dayou, Ritsuka."
"Looks like I won't be able to sleep tonight."
Soft whisper in the dark.
"Then I'll stay
awake with you."
Silence.
"Ano… Can I hold your hand?"
"If you want to."
Two hands join one.
The cruel dawn was closer.
"Soubi."
"Hai?"
"From this
moment, you're not allowed telling lies."
"Is that an
order?"
"It is."
"Hai."
Deep, kind silence.
True words were hiding in the night.