A/N: New story! Yay! Well anyway tell me if you like it, tell me if you hate it–but please, be nice...I'm very open to all your opinions but I do NOT appreciate it when people are jerks about it! So BE NICE!
WARNING: This fic is YAOI as in boy on boy pairings, and child and adult relationships (commonly known as pedophilia but that just sounds...wrong in comparison to this particular series) Some cursing. Some mature and graphic scene(s). And while I may be an open minded yaoi fan-girl some of you may not be so if you are against any of these things then I'm warning you, otherwise enjoy!
DISCLAIMER If I had my way I would own it but for fear of the wrath of fanfiction .net I must. I DO NOT OWN LOVELESS! There I said it! This makes people so sad to confess... damn sue happy people! AHEM well any way on with the story...finally.
Prologue
He didn't know exactly what had drawn him out of the depths of his warm house, from the depths of his world of paint and canvas, into the cold and unto the streets laced with white ice.
But even without real reason he was pulled out and into the crisp freezing night.
The snow crunched beneath his feet and the cold night nipped at his skin. He didn't know how long or far, or even where he walked. He just stared blankly ahead oblivious to his surroundings. He was faintly aware of his hands slowly growing numb even though they were pressed into the pockets of his jacket. His silvery hair grew cold as well brushing against his face sporadically.
He stopped abruptly when an icy cold drop of liquid landed on his cheek.
He looked up to see small crystal droplets, mix with the falling snippets of lace.
Rain and snow at once...
He ducked under a nearby canopy quickly. At this time he was able to recognize where he was.
He was leaning on the wall of a small family owned coffee shop near the edge of town, the smell of coffee still lingering in the damp air long after the doors were locked for the night.
He was surprised at how far he had traveled from the large Agatsuma mansion. his breath curled from his nose and mouth, visible like steam.
He seemed to stand there for eternity, watching the two mix and often collide, the moonlight reflecting her image upon them during their rare dance.
The sound of footsteps startled him, accompanied by the splashing of puddles.
A boy fell onto the ground beside him, drenched and dripping with water. His were shut as if he was in pain, his face was flushed and his breathing was labored. His raven colored hair stuck to his skin slightly where ice water droplets were running down his skin. Two black kitty ears were flat against his head, and a long black hugged his shivering body.
He brought one of his trembling hands to his mouth as his body heaved his throat must've become raw because crimson liquid spattered the white snow, as it dripped between the boy's fingers.
Soubi watched as the small form dropped onto the cement. Tears clung to his eye lashes as they flickered shut. He looked almost angelic there lying there amongst the snow and rain his blood taking on a silvery appearance as the moonlight caught it.
He felt his arms wrap around the boy's lithe form and lift him easily.
He didn't know why he did this. He didn't care about anyone. So why was he drawn to this boy? He had the unexplainable urge to take care of this boy.
Why...?
A/N: Okay! There's my prologue. If I should keep going tell me if I shouldn't tell me... please review!