Ritsuka sat quietly on his bed, his legs crossed and his cell phone between his palms. He rolled it across the bed thinking about whether or not to call Soubi. He had said he would always pick up, but Ritsuka wasn't sure that was what he wanted right now. After all, the typical way to end a phone call is to say "I love you" and Ritsuka didn't know if he could take another "I love you" from Soubi. After all, he didn't mean it. So of course, right in the middle of this pondering, Soubi appeared behind him.
"Boo" whispered Soubi from his place on the window sill.
"Oh God, Soubi, don't scare me like that!" Shrieked Ritsuka, turning his head quickly to see who it was.
"Hey, sorry," said Soubi softly, moving slowly over to Ritsuka's bed. He pulled the young boy onto his lap and kissed the top of his head. "I didn't mean to scare you."
"I know you didn't." He turned around to face Soubi and kissed him softly, then turned back around and closed his eyes. He didn't want to sleep and waste some of the precious moments him and Soubi had together. But being with Soubi, his smell his essence, put Ritsuka in a state where he could finally sleep instead of feeling like he had had four thousand cups of coffee.
Soubi looked down at Ritsuka's small body, his tiny adorable shoulders and his ears. Soubi had developed a love-hate relationship with those ears. They made him able to make Ritsuka feel good just by rubbing them but he also wished Ritsuka would give them to him. For right now, Soubi just took one ear in his hand and rubbed it softly while Ritsuka made a soft, almost purring noise.
"Soubi," said Ritsuka, "Soubi, I love you." He sat upward and looked deep into Soubi's eyes. "Soubi, I love you and I want you but I don't think we can be together."
Soubi was shocked. So much new information all at once made him feel almost dizzy. "What?" he asked softly.
"Soubi, my mother would never accept us. Society wouldn't accept us. I just want to be able to be normal and I can't do that when we are together. Maybe…someday when I'm older we could be something more but,"
"No!" exclaimed Soubi, holding Ritsuka's hands and staring directly into his eyes. "No way in hell! Since when do you care about what society thinks? Society probably frowns on mothers who beat the shit out of their children. I'm assuming you would be gay even without me and society frowns on that! I don't think you'd make any social headway with these," he flipped Ritsuka's left arm upside down so that the scars, red and white, all up and down his forearm were exposed.
"Soubi I know," said Ritsuka, "I know I'm not normal and I know that…please, just leave."
"Ritsuka, I love you! And yes, it's because Seimei told me to, but also because I just love you. I know you don't feel like you can accept that,"
"This isn't about that!" yelled Ritsuka. He stood from the bed, tears now streaming down his face. "God, Soubi, you aren't listening! Leave and don't come back! I can't stand to see you anymore!"
Soubi's soul hardened in his chest. "Is that an order?"
"Yes!" yelled Ritsuka, "Yes it is, now leave and NEVER COME BACK!!"
"Yes master," said Soubi. He bent his head and turned to the window. He turned to Ritsuka just before leaving and pressed their lips together. He held his hands around Ritsuka's tiny waist, and then began to stroke his tail. Then something surprising happened. For the first time, Ritsuka saw Soubi cry. Two identical tears ran from each of his eyes. "I'm gonna miss that. I love you so much."
And then he left. Just like that, he turned on his heel and left. Ritsuka was reduced to a puddle of despair. He glanced around the room. "Are you happy now??"
Kio crawled through the window, just where Soubi had left and walked over to Ritsuka. She put her hand on his shoulder and said softly "very happy indeed."