Xana: Hey Everybody! I have yet another new story for you, titled Silence. Yes, I think I might have fun with this one. The idea kinda hit me as I was laying in bed petting my cat, Phoenix. I have no idea why my cat gave me such an idea, but he did! Yay for fic inspiring cats!

Natsuo: OMG it's based on Youji and I! Yay!

Xana: Yep, with side pairings of SoubixRitsuka and KioxYayoi (I fell in love with that pairing after NIA)

Natsuo: Whooooo *does the happy fanfic dance*

Xana: Right…So! I hope you enjoy this plot line and support me! A quick note about this fic, I'll be updating it more often on my live journal, just because I don't want to get overwhelmed with my other projects on here. Don't get me wrong, I'll be updating it on here too! Just not as often…so friend me of live journal to get weekly updates for Silence! Link is on my profile. Now, let's get on with this! Disclaimer please!

Natsuo: Xana doesn't own Loveless!

Xana: And I'm beta-less! On with the story!


Chapter 1-Followed

School. The bane of all teenager's lives, besides parents. It's like a prison. Forced to be there, with no say whatsoever. Teachers are the guards, the principal serves as the warden. This is how one teenage boy saw it.

Sagan Natsuo, 16 soon to be 17 year old, "self proclaimed" school prankster.

"Natsuo, what the hell are you doing?" Glancing up, Natsuo saw his two best friends standing over him, one with his hand on his hip, the other holding a stack of books to his chest.

Grinning, he scratched his head and slowly stood up, kicking a small box full of junk behind his backpack that rested on the ground next to him. "Ah, nothing, nothing."

"Tch, it didn't look like nothing." Aoyagi Ritsuka replied in a bored tone, hand still on his hip.

"Yeah Natsuo, we're not stupid, you know. A retarded monkey could tell you're up to something." mumbled Shioiri Yayoi, adjusting the books in his arms.

Both gave him a disapproving stare as Natsuo hung his head in shame. "It's just a small prank guys! Honest!"

Their stare didn't give, and Natsuo could only pout while scrunching his nose in their directions. His two best friends in the whole world. They were close like brothers, but complete opposites.

Ritsuka was the mature, intelligent, polite one, though he tended to be cynical and distrusting towards strangers. And being the perfect student, he was always serious when dealing with school, but loosened up when it was just the three of them hanging around.

He had medium raven hair that framed his flawless, angelic face. Bright, violet eyes outlined by long, thick black lashes. He was short for guys their ages, and was really sore about his height. He was pretty girly looking, in Natsuo's opinion, which explained the occasional adult male to stare at the young Aoyagi.

"Natsuo…" Yayoi warned, letting go a small sigh. "Your pranks are always small, and they always end up being a huge disaster!"

"Not to mention you somehow always manage to bring us down with you in punishments." Ritsuka grumbled, glaring at the small box still hidden behind the backpack.

Natsuo huffed his cheeks out, pouting in Yayoi's direction. Out of the two, he always backed him up. Always.

Yayoi was just as intelligent and polite as Ritsuka, and was also top of their classes, though slightly more immature then him. He was socially awkward, always shying away from the crowd due to his low self esteem. But when alone with his two best friends, he was more confident and out going.

He was shorter than Ritsuka, by about an inch or two. His hair really long, falling around thin, delicate face and resting at his hips, the ends fading into a sort of silvery shade. He had light, sparkling blue eyes behind thin framed glasses.

And then there was him, Sagan Natsuo. Where his two friends were beautiful and polite, he was more of the adorable, mischievous type.

He was the immature, obnoxious and hyper, passing his classes with C's and B's. Unlike Ritsuka and Yayoi, he was more than social able, always loving to be in the spotlight. He knew how to have fun and loved to entertain his two best friends.

With wild, wavy red hair that fell around his shoulders and face, he gave off a chibi like personality, making anyone and everyone smile in his presence. He had bright, green eyes that glimmered with joy, startling thigh eye lashes that brushed against his cheeks, and a grin that looked like sunshine. And the one feature that ticked his friends off the most was that he was taller than them. Haha!

"Don't look at me, Natsuo. I'm not getting another detention because of you. I have tests to study for." Yayoi scolded, sidestepping him to get to his locker.

Ritsuka snickered, leaning against the row of lockers. "If you were smart, you'd forget about your little prank. And anyways, school has been out for hours, so let's head home. Seimei's at a friends tonight and I have to set the table."

The red head gave a laugh as he picked up his forgotten backpack and box. "Sucks that you get your older brother's responsibilities dumped on you, huh?" He was answered with a glare.

"Don't glare at me! It's not my fault I was born an only child." He grinned, sticking his tongue out at the raven. Yayoi simply shook his head at the two, as he grabbed his tote bag.

"You two are like a scratched DVD. You make a comment about Seimei, and then Ritsuka glares at you. It's the same thing every day. Why not be more creative? Next time, I say you smack him in the head."

Natsuo's mouth dropped open. "What!"

"Why wait for next time?"

SMACK

"Ow! That hurt, Aoyagi!"

"Bite me, Sagan." (1)

Sigh. 'Natsuo really needs to learn how to grow up..' Yayoi thought, turning to look at them just as Natsuo attempted to bite Ritsuka in the arm.

'Scratch that. I should just learn to keep my mouth shut…'


"See you guys tomorrow!" Natsuo cried out cheerfully, waving frantically at his two friends as they waved him off, heading in the opposite direction towards their homes.

Grinning, Natsuo turned to face his street, and immediately wished he could have lived on the same street as his friends. The street lamps had apparently blown out, leaving the sidewalk and road to be freakishly dark as the wind blew through the trees eerily. And he had to go home to an empty house? Well, damn.

Tightening his grip on the straps of his backpack, he took a deep breathe and cautiously walked down the sidewalk, ignoring the occasional rustle of bushes in the neighbors' yards.

Just as he was starting to relax a bit, Natsuo felt his entire body break out into a shudder as a strange, cold tingle ran down his spine. Whipping around, his eyes frantically searched the dark shadows behind him.

It felt as if someone had been watching him from a very close distance. He could feel his breathe catch as the feeling intensified ten fold, his instinct telling him that whatever was watching him, was standing right in front of him, yet there was nobody there.

Suddenly he felt it. The feel of a hand grasping his wrist, sending a jolt of electricity through every bone in his body, his brain screaming at him to run. But his feet remained frozen to the ground, his breathing slowly becoming ragged. What was going on?

And then he heard it. The sound of a long, harsh breathe. He felt the warmth of it too, blowing right into his face. And that was all that he needed to unglue his feet from the ground.

Spinning around, he bolted down the street, fear tearing at his throat as he ran as fast as he could, jacket flapping around him, heart beating wildly. He had to get away. From what, he didn't know, but he just knew he had to run.

His heart came to a stop as he heard footsteps behind him. Footsteps! While he was running!

Forcing himself not to look behind him, he willed his legs to move faster as he heard the clap of feet behind him. They were getting closer…and faster….

He felt relieved when his house came into view, and sprinted up the walk to his front porch. Whipping out his keys, he fumbled around with the small metal object before unlocking the door and shoving it open.

Throwing himself into the house, he glanced out at his front yard confusedly as the footsteps thundered up the front walk. Yet he didn't see anyone. Confusion turned to fear as the steps thumped up the porch steps.

Quickly slamming the door shut and locking the bolt above the handle, he let out a startled sob as the door vibrated with a loud slam. He violently pressed his back against the door as it shook harshly, tears sliding down his face as his heart hammered in his chest. What he hell was going on?

"Leave me alone!" He screamed loudly, eyes shut tightly as pressed against the door more.

And just like that, it stopped.

Four hours later, Natsuo's parents came home to a terrified and crying Natsuo, who screamed and screamed and slammed their door shut repeatedly.


Huddled on his bed, Natsuo stared straight across his room towards the bedroom door, his body twitching at every little sound it heard.

He was terrified beyond belief, still trying to figure out what had happened to him earlier that evening. He had thought and thought it over, coming up with one conclusion. Ghosts and Demons.

Yes. That was it. It was the only thing he could think of to explain the bizarre event. He knew he had perfect hearing, so he hadn't imagined the footsteps and banging on the door. He knew he had perfect vision, so he knew he wasn't imagining the door shaking, or that there was nobody following him.

And he sure as hell knew he hadn't touched anything electric to shock him.

Taking his eyes off the door for the first time, he glanced tiredly at the clock on his bedside table to stare at bright red numbers.

1:15 AM

He groaned loudly. He'd been sitting there, staring at the door for three hours straight. How much longer could he hold out?

'It's been three hours Natsuo. Nothing has happened, and besides, Mom and Dad are in the room right next to you. They'll be here in a heartbeat if you scream for help.'

Sluggishly nodding to himself, he let a yawn escape his lips as he slowly laid back, head resting against his fluffy pillow as sleep immediately over took him.


Natsuo bolted up, scream escaping his lips as his body shook violently, a cold sweat drenched his pajamas and sheets. He panted heavily as his heart raced rapidly. He frantically looked around his room as the hair on the back of his neck stood on end.

It was that feeling again…that feeling of something standing there, watching him.

A sob escaped his lips as he gripped his sheets tightly, eyes darting all over his room, trying to see whatever it was that was there. And then it stopped, the feeling completely vanishing. His body seemed to relax on it's own, his heart slowing down.

He swallowed thickly and risked a glance at his clock.

3:01 AM (2)

Two hours? He'd only been asleep for two hours? Collapsing back onto the mattress, Natsuo shut his eyes tightly, trying to remember what he had dreamt to have made him wake up in such a way.

The red head felt tears of frustration build as he failed to remember anything except for feeling scared…and knowing that he had to get away.

'But from what!' he thought desperately, rolling onto his side and hugging his pillow tightly for comfort.

Letting out a long, shaky sigh, he closed his bright green eyes as he felt sleeping tugging at his mind once more. Gladly accepting it, he slowly drifted off, hoping for a dreamless night.

And just as Natsuo fell into slumber, his body subconsciously tensed, all the hairs on his body standing on end as bright, shining lavender eyes stared down at his sleeping figure intensely.


(1)-His name is Sagan! Seriously, it says so in wikipedia!

(2)-3 AM is considered the Devil's hour, so it fits with the story. Trust me, you'll get it a little later on into the plot.

Xana: And there you have it, the first chapter. I hope it was to your liking, because your happiness…is my number one priority. So tell me what you thought in a review! And remember, Silence will be updated weekly on my live journal, so go ahead and check that out.

Natsuo: Yeah yeah, you best hope you get to the YoujixNatsuo lovin real soon, Xana. Or I'll sick a rabid Nisei on you!

Xana: *shudders* Dear god that would be wrong on so many levels. Anyways, till next time readers! *waves*

.:.*†XanaSentiya†*.:.