Neko: Hello! Welcome to the first chapter of this fan-fiction! I hope you enjoy, although it is very hard to believe I'm killing off Soubi in the VERY first chapter…It helps the plot, although ultra ULRA depressing. Please, refrain from killing me o-o

Warning: This is about shounen ai…Possible lemons. If offended carefully press the 'x' button in top right corner and leave us fangirls in peace. Thank you. Also, I don't own Loveless woe is ME!

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Chapter One

A Butterfly's Funeral. . .

Ritsuka walked down the stairs he resided in since the 'incident' years ago. He hated that place and still does. It was the place in which his mother beat him regularly always asking him the same question.

"Where is my Ritsuka? What have you done to my Ritsuka? Where has he gone!"

To these questions he had no answer to. It showed too, his mother beat him to the point of large bruises covering his face and back, cuts were down his arms, some not from his mother. It was self inflicted; he had become more depressed since the death of his brother, Seme.

This place was also the place where he and his lovely Butterfly, Soubi, met. Today however Ritsuka would not see Soubi come through his window, with his smirk and teasing eyes. No, today Ritsuka would meet Soubi at a different place, it would be the last time he'd ever see his beautiful butterfly. This time he would not be able to look into those pretty golden orbs.

He soon realized he had been walking onwards and he was halfway to the sickening destination. He looked ahead and saw what he called his, "friends," Yayoi and Yuiko. They were dressed in all black, as he was. For the dismal occasion he was in a loose black button-up shirt. He also wore a pair of black pants that were a little loose and bore a silver chain stringing from the front pocket to the back.

He suddenly felt a wave of grief; he was going to the morgue, to see his butterfly for the final time. Hot tears began forming in his eyes and he began breathing heavier. He quickly wiped them away and continued on.

Yuiko looked behind and saw Ritsuka wit his head down and it looked as though his feet weighed more then his slender body. She stopped and waited for Ritsuka to pass her before she began again. They were now standing side by side.

"Ritsuka…Don't be so sad, Soubi-kun wouldn't have wanted it." She said in almost a whisper scared of what his reaction would be. She had no idea how attached he had grown to the blonde college student, Soubi. She knew how much he cared for the blonde when he took the news of his death so, passionately.

Ritsuka never replied to her statement he just walked through the doors of the funeral home. Before them there was a dark red-wood coffin. Beside it there lay a vase of blue and black roses, they had been picked by Ritsuka.

Ritsuka felt the tears form again, he didn't want to go look at him, lying there expressionless. He didn't want to see his butterfly pinned by the wood casket. He wanted to see his butterfly free, he wanted to see the careless Soubi he knew and came to love alive. He felt his legs moving towards the casket against his heart's commands.

He was within feet of it when he stopped. He let the tears start to flow then. He walked up the rest of the way and stopped in front of Soubi. He looked at him, his shoulder length blonde hair was out. He looked far from peaceful. His face was frozen in a pained expression. It brought Ritsuka to his knees literally. He had fallen to floor, tears coming down in streams from his dark eyes. The butterfly's face was pale and lifeless.

Ritsuka let out a half sob, half scream. He got up and ran from that retched place. The last place he saw his beloved Soubi. This is when he envied Seme the most. He had gotten to be Soubi's sacrifice until the day it killed him. Ritsuka ran to the park where Soubi had kissed him for the first time.

He pulled out a razor blade he had previously mutilated his arm with. He then began slicing away at his skin attempting to forget the pain he felt tugging at his torn heart. He wished somehow he would get over it.

It soon began to rain and his blood was washed away. He sat curled up under a tree near a picnic table. He sat there sobbing silently. He wished he could've fallen asleep there, or maybe have gone home to his 'loving' mother. Instead he just sat there in the pouring down rain, wishing for his love to return the whole night. All Ritsuka wanted was someone to love him but, he would forever remain Loveless it seemed.

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Neko: Yes….Yes I know, I could hardly get pass the part about him looking at the dead body! But please trust me Ritsuka will never forget his love Soubi, but he will find someone…nice and…sweet? To fill the void in his LOVELESS heart. Oh the sorrow. Please review and I'll update as soon as possible! TANKI.