Authors Note: I do not own Loveless or anything related to the storyline. This is purely fan made. Oh wow. This is my first fan fiction on this site. I've done some other works individually, but now I'm striking up the courage to actually publish them on the site. Please review with nice, but critical comments! They all help! Sorry for all the grammar mistakes and such. I didn't exactly check over this very well, and have yet to get betas.
This story diverges after Seimei's first appearance in the manga.
Seimei is back. The lost brother that Ritsuka thought he lost has returned. And is out for revenge. Pair after pair of Fighters and their Sacrifices are being sent after Ritsuka and Soubi. In an attempt to escape, Ritsuka and Soubi are on the run, but Seimei always seems to know where his little brother is. Confused and hurt by Seimei's betrayal, Ritsuka's will to fight slowly dwindles as he wonders why his brother is after him. As the final battle draws closer, Ritsuka, Soubi, and Seimei's role in the world is revealed
Next Chapter – Promiseless Memories.
- Kame
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"Power as raging as thunder, strike down their strength with lightning agility," commanded the Gazeless Fighter, Jessie. Her large, pitch black eyes narrowed down on her target. Loveless Fighter, Agatsuma Soubi. He was there. But she could not see him. So more accurately, she gazed at the place where she knew Soubi would be. Jessie could feel him. Feel the shield he had put up immediately against her attack. Tossing her arms out towards the Loveless pair, a stream of white light hurled itself from pitch blackness in a beeline for Aoyagi Ritsuka .
"Soubi! Defend me," Ritsuka commanded. He gazed up at his Sacrifice.
"Repel!" That one word dispersed the beam of light as if it had hit a large dome. Soubi's words were strong, even if he was a blank Fighter. The tall, long haired Fighter shifted from foot to foot. His neck bandages were bleeding again.
"What are you waiting for?" demanded the Gazeless Sacrifice to his Fighter. He reached out and felt Jessie's black, leather jacket underneath his fingers. Also blind. "Finish them. Make them see," he hissed.
Jessie didn't answer him, but shouted at the top of her lungs, "Senses which liberate, now bless with darkness. Show them my world of gazeless bliss!"
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Ritsuka floated in a world of night. He could see nothing at all, not even his own hands. Panic surged through his head. I'm blind, Ristuka cried in his mind. I can't see. Why can't I see?!
"Soubi!" Ritsuka cried aloud.
"Ritsuka! Look at me, Ritsuka." It was Soubi's voice. That annoying voice which Ritsuka hated but was addicted to at the same time. His Fighter. That's right. It all came back to him. They were fighting Gazeless, or those without sight.
"Soubi, her last spell," Ritsuka told his Fighter, his voice tight with anxiety. He felt Soubi's hand tilt up his chin. "My eyes…they're blind."
"I know. They don't focus," Soubi replied thickly. "I'm so sorry, Ritsuka. I was not expecting the spell."
"Just--" Ritsuka began, but his voice began to falter with his fright. The darkness reminded him of being alone, that solitude he had experienced after he lost his memories. "Just finish this."
"How is it?! Don't you like the Gazeless world?" Ritsuka heard the Gazeless Sacrifice shout. Something about the Sacrifice's voice reminded Ritsuka of his mother on those days when she beat him. It was strangely eerie. What is his name anyway? Ritsuka wondered. His mind, in its state of panic, was beginning to lose focus. I can't remember it.
"Ritsuka, don't answer," Soubi snapped. "Anyone who hurts Ritsuka will feel the true strength of my words."
"I won't let you say them," Jessie retorted. "Sight which deludes a person's soul, now take away the freedom they possess!" Ribbons of darkness emerged in waves, threatening to bind Soubi and Ritsuka. Instinctively, Ritsuka gripped harder onto his Fighter's jacket sleeve, as if it would protect him from the pain that Sacrifices feel.
"Nature's flowers, the beauty which is seen, show them no love!" Soubi shot back. Moist rose petals fluttered down from the battle system's sky in bucketfuls, glittering in an unknown spotlight. The darkness dispersed where the petals touched them, fleeing from the light. But Soubi was not done. "The darkness of sightlessness will not prevail in this battle. Not while Ritsuka is here with me."
Agile tendrils of light snaked their way around both Jessie and her fighter, wrapping them in wisps of power. Jessie struggled, but her face was a mask of neutrality. On the other hand, her fighter screamed and groaned as the full force of the attack sent shivers up and down his spine.
"Soubi." The Loveless Sacrifice looked down at his Sacrifice. There was something in Ritsuka's eyes. It was recognition. "I can see again."
"Ritsuka...," Soubi murmured, his eyes sad and ashamed.
"Idiot," Ritsuka said softly, hugging his fighter. "Good job."
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"Seimei sent you didn't he?" Ritsuka asked quietly. They were sitting on the benches in the park they were battling at. Jessie and her Sacrifice had promised not to instigate another battle.
"Well, indirectly I suppose. Nisei called us with orders from Seimei to battle you," Jessie explained. She actually was a nice woman. Something about her attitude was quite similar to Yuiko. Underneath her left eye was the her name, Gazeless. It looked a lot like someone had written it with brown sharpie. "Well we battled you, and we lost."
"Will you report what happened to Nisei?" Soubi asked, his arms wrapped tightly around Ritsuka. Ritsuka was too tired to call him a pervert.
"We probably should, but I'm definitely not going to be the one to tell him we lost," Jessie said with a laugh.
"Don't look at me," the Gazeless Sacrifice snapped. Soubi had whispered to Ritsuka after the battle that the man's name was Paul. Both Ritsuka and Soubi thought the joke was an odd one for a blind guy.
"Do you have any idea about Seimei's plan then?" Soubi continued, his voice flat and distrusting. He didn't trust anyone who hurt Ritsuka. Although, he had to admit, Jessie was very nice. Paul...not so much.
"No clue, sorry," Jessie murmured. "But I can tell you this: We weren't the only ones hired. Several other teams were briefed on everything about both of you. There are more of us looking for you guys. And they won't just stop after one battle. They will keep coming." Jessie's face was calm, but her voice was anxious. It was like being blind had kept her from learning how to make expressions.
"We haven't had two days without a battle…not since three months ago," Ritsuka replied. His voice was sullen and miserable. Despite everything they had been through, accepting his older brother, whom he had always loved, as a bad guy was near impossible.
"That long?" Paul asked suddenly. He looked towards Jessie, although his face was emotionless. "Seimei is one deranged guy…to go after his brother for so long."
That hit the spot. Ritsuka pulled himself out of Soubi's arms, and launched himself at Paul. It was like a slow motion attack scene. Ritsuka couldn't bear it. To hear the man in front of him just sit there and insult Seimei. Seimei is great. Seimei is a hero…The young Sacrifice's body was an arch as it leaped towards the surprised Paul. The boy's blind counterpart knew what was happening but was in no position to prevent it.
Yank! Soubi had grabbed tightly onto Ritsuka's tail and yanked him back into his arms.
"Soubi! Let me go!" Ritsuka protested angrily, flailing his limbs. "Pervert! Let me go!" Paul was edgily scooting away from Ritsuka. Good for him…he should go die in a hole. He doesn't know Seimei like I do.
"I don't want to let go," Soubi replied calmly. He stood up, with Ritsuka in his arms like a little baby. He nodded to Gazeless. "I think we have stayed here long enough. We should be leaving. You should as well. Nisei will be looking for you"
"Yes, things have been getting awkward anyways. I'm sorry for any trouble we caused you," Jessie replied, equally formal. She stood up and felt for Paul's arm. Finding it, she yanked him up by her side. The man was a bit flustered from just being the object of a little boy's wrath, but his face was…as always, a mask of composure. Nodding to Soubi, Jessie and Paul walked into the darkness of the park. Soubi mentally bade them a lucky journey. They would need it, if Seimei felt their work was lackluster.
"Soubi!" Ritsuka growled, squirming in his Fighter unit's arms. Soubi glanced down at Ritsuka. The boy was still angry for the restrainment
"Ritsuka," Soubi replied, holding Ritsuka closer to his chest. "I'm sorry."
The exhaustion of the day finally caught up with the young, neko boy. Ritsuka was too tired to argue with his Fighter. Everything in the day had caught up with him, and all he wanted was to sleep. And so he did. Grunting once, Ritsuka felt his eyelids close... Soubi looked down at the young boy in his arms. So helpless and innocent. And at so unlike Seimei…the future was unclear for Soubi as he began to walk forward, swinging his Ritsuka onto his back.