A/N: Okay here is the seventh chapter!! So I hope you enjoy the triple update! I might just do it more often.
Summary- Ritsuka is kidnapped, beaten, and auctioned off to a complete stranger. But what if this stranger showed kindness, hospitality, and maybe even…love? Will Ritsuka return these feelings? Or will Seimei find him and take him back home to his nightmare of a family? Read to find out!
Disclaimer: Do not own Loveless. But I do own the fic!
Warning: uhm…a certain person's appearance? Enjoy!
Chapter seven- The Auction
Ritsuka climbed out of the van, exhausted from the long drive. They had been driving for a week now, and he was aching to move around Atleast for ten minutes. He needed to stretch. Nisei had agreed to stop by park and let them have a little fun.
Yuiko had become more social with the other three, talking more and more each day. Natsuo had gotten attached to Mori, looking up to her as an older sister. She looked out for him and he did the same for her.
Ritsuka laughed as he ran around the playground, Natsuo trying to grab a hold of his tail, Yuiko and Mori picking at some flowers. Nisei sat at a nearby picnic table, watching the four he was in charge of.
Natsuo lunged for the raven and tackles his waist, the two of them crashing to the ground. Ritsuka cried out in surprise, landing with a thud in the sandbox. Natsuo laughed as he shook sand out of his hair, Ritsuka laughing as well.
The sun was shining, birds were singing. There wasn't a cloud in the sky and air was warm. The two had already forgotten about Ritsu and the rooms they had been violated in. I mean, who would want to remember something like that?
As the day wore on, more kids showed up at the park, and had started to play with the two small boys, one bringing water balloons.
An hour later Nisei called them to the van, getting ready to leave. Mori and Yuiko climbed into the van, not saying or even looking at Nisei. As said man turned to yell for the two boys he frowned at what he saw.
Ritsuka and Natsuo stood before him, soaking wet. There was no way in hell he was letting those two get the entire van wet. So he made them sit in the parking lot, the sun's hot rays making the heated pavement the perfect spot.
In and hour and a half they were finally dry, and a bit annoyed that people stared at them. The two climbed into the van. Natsuo was the only one who dared to start a conversation with Nisei.
"So, where are we going now?"
"The auctions"
The four young nekos froze. So the auctions were finally starting, and they were the main entries. Ritsuka felt panicked. He didn't want this. He didn't want some old weird guy doing…things to him.
"Oh…when do they start?" Natsuo braved to ask the question, knowing nobody else would ask and Nisei wouldn't say when.
"Tomorrow. Now sit back and be quiet. We'll stop at a diner in a few"
Natsuo obeyed, taking this all in. He looked out the window. Youji was somewhere out there. But what was he doing? Did he give up on him? Did he just give up and find another person? Or was he still searching for him? Natsuo felt helpless, wanting nothing but his lover.
Ritsuka played with the piercings on his tail, mind blank. The raven refused to think about being auctioned off. It wouldn't help to his already growing panic. Instead he thought about when they were swimming in the pool a week ago. Yeah that was fun.
But then Seimei was there, running after the van. Pain filled him, thinking about Seimei trying, running after him. And he couldn't do anything, just sit there and watch, hoping that he would save him.
.:.Flashback.:.
Ritsuka ran as fast as he could, trying to get home. He was late and his mother would literally kill him. He hadn't meant to lose track of time, he had gotten caught up in his studies. But that wouldn't be an excuse for Misaki.
He panted as he ran, hoping she was out shopping for dinner, and he could get away with his tardiness. As he reached the house he saw his mother through their living room window, making a wreck of their home.
She had already snapped, and that frightened him. He slowly made his way to the door and gripped the doorknob, not knowing if he should open it, or maybe wait till Seimei came back, and lie saying he was with his older brother. Seimei would back him up for sure.
Before he could decide on anything, the door flew open, and there stood his mother, sending off creepy, killer vibes. She gripped his wrist and yanked him into the room and threw him onto the floor.
He cried out in pain as she jumped on him, pinning him to the floor. She started hitting him, crying and demanding her Ritsuka to come back. She wanted her precious Ritsuka, but he couldn't give her what she wanted.
Ritsuka managed to shove her off, and started to run for the stairs, hoping he could make it to his room and lock the door. Before he could reach the stairs, a plate whizzed past his head, missing him by inches.
Another hit him in the back, knocking him down face first. He closed his eyes against the pain, his mother advancing on him slowly. He slowly opened his eyes and looked up at her over his shoulder, and his heart almost stopped beating.
Raised above Misaki's head was a knife. And it wasn't just one of those skinny ones, it was a thick, rather large butcher knife. She had stepped on the back of his leg, making sure he didn't try to run.
She swung the knife down towards him, and he shut his eyes. This was surely the end for him. But the knife never did make contact with him. He cracked an eye open and saw the knife a mere inch from his face.
Seimei had walked in. Seimei had grabbed his mother's wrist, stopping her from killing him. Seimei had saved him.
"Mother, what the hell are you doing?"
"Seimei! It's not Ritsuka! This isn't my precious Ritsuka!"
"That's nonsense, mother." Seimei yanked the knife from her hand and tossed it onto the couch. He picked up Ritsuka, bridal style, and started for the stairs.
"Leave him alone mother. He's done nothing wrong."
Ritsuka cuddled into Seimei, the feeling a safety and warmth surrounded him. He didn't want to leave his arms, not that he could anyways. Seimei never did let him go to his mother alone. He was smart, unlike Ritsuka at times.
Seimei walked past Ritsuka's room, to the small boys confusion, and walked into his room. He set his little brother down on the bed, before sitting behind him and pulling him into his lap.
"Ritsuka, you know better than to be in the same room with her alone. What were you thinking?" He had lifted Ritsuka's shirt and had started to clean the blood on the boy's back.
"I didn't mean to. I was going to wait till you got back and just say I was with you, but she had opened the door and pulled me in. I couldn't do anything after that."
Seimei nodded, leaning over the side of his bed to grab a first aid kit. He had grown accustom to his brother getting injured, so he always had bandages ready.
He bandaged the small boy, who was trying not to whimper in pain. When he finished he hugged the small neko. Ritsuka hugged back, the feeling of safety returning again. They were silent for a while before…
"Seimei?"
"Yes Ritsuka"
"You wont let her kill me…will you?" Semei looked down at the small boy, wondering why he would ask such a thing.
"No Ritsuka. I wont let anything ever happen to you again."
"Promise Seimei?"
"I Promise, Ritsuka"
.:.End Flashback.:.
Ritsuka looked at the multiple piercings on his tail, tears filling his eyes. He had promised. Seimei had promised nothing would happen to him. And now he was going to be auctioned off.
Nisei pulled up to a small, brick house. It looked warm, cozy and friendly. Ritsuka wondered why they would come to such a place. They were to be auctioned off weren't they?
The four young nekos climbed out of the van and followed Nisei to the house, nobody making a run. Nisei knocked twice, paused, then knocked three more times. Ritsuka and Natsuo exchanged glanced before looking up at the door as it opened.
Standing before them was a woman with light blue hair pulled into pigtails, a black, silk dress covered her figure, eyes sweeping over the four. She smiled and stepped back letting them come in.
"Nisei I am quite pleased. You didn't let me down this time"
"Thanks, Thanks a lot for that Nagisa" Nisei frowned, tossing himself onto one of the couches in the living room. Ritsuka just stood there, not knowing what do. The lady called Nagisa shooed them into the living room and into seats.
She sat down and set her hands in her lap, looking over Mori, taking her appearance in before she did the same to Yuiko. Ritsuka tried very hard not to fidget as her gaze fell on him.
It seemed like hours, when really it was about three minutes, that she finally stood clasping her hands together. Nisei raised an eyebrow as she jumped happily
"Let the auctions begin!"
Seimei sighed in frustration as he waited for Youji to access the website. He paced back and forth behind the young neko. They had found a young healer by the name of Hitomi, who had happily aided them with their wounds from the crash.
They had found out she knew about Triad, the name of the website where the auctions were held, the works. She gave them all the information they needed before they left, she had gladly given them her car.
They now resided in a hotel, a laptop on a small café table. He felt the adrenaline rush through his veins, this was the moment they had been waiting for. They needed this, they needed to get Ritsuka and Natsuo back no matter what the cost was.
"Seimei I got it up!!"
Seimei rushed over to the boy and looked over the teal neko's back. Their cover up was some kind of family site, private members only. Figures. They had no choice but to register, otherwise they couldn't join the auction.
Youji thought before typing in 'Nekolover' and punching in a password. They waited before four pictures popped up. One of a 15 year old girl, long silver hair tied up in a bun, part of her hair trailing down her back, sat on the edge of a pond, a small waterfall behind her.
The second picture was of a young girl, around Ritsuka and Natsuo's age. Her short, pink hair shined in the sun, a giant flowerbed sat behind her. The wind had to have been blowing that day, as cherry blossoms littered the air behind her.
Youji inhaled sharply and froze. The third picture was of a young, red headed boy, sitting by the same pool the silver haired girl had in the picture before. A bandage over one of his eyes, the other green. Youji had told Seimei that Natsuo's eyes always sparkled. But in this picture it was dull, sadness only filled it.
This time it was Seimei who froze. There before him was Ritsuka, looking frightened, forced. He sat by the same pond Natsuo and the other girl had, his fingertips rested lightly on the surface of the water, a koi was visible near his fingers.
Seimei stared, losing contact with the world around him. It wasn't until Youji literally punched the living day lights out of him that he came back to Earth. He groaned and doubled over, wrapping his arms around his stomach. Youji sighed.
"Do I have your attention now?" Seimei nodded, still doubled over.
"Good. The auction already started and-"
"WHAT?!" Youji frowned, they didn't have time to mess around. He sighed, turning back to the screen.
"-and the pink haired girl was just sold." He sat up straight in his seat. Natsuo was up next. Seimei placed his hand on the neko, trying to calm him down. If the panicked, he would probably lose.
They waited till the auctioned started.
Nekolover has joined the lot
Buddaoverlord has joined the lot
Latin lover has joined the lot
Partyman has joined the lot
Youji started to tremble. He was going against three other people, how in the hell was he going to win against three other people? Seimei squeezed his shoulder to gain his attention back to the screen.
Buddaoverlord's bid: 100,000
Partyman's bid: 105,000
"Put 110,000!!" Seimei shouted, Youji frantically put the bid in
Nekolover's bid: 110,000
Latin lover's bid: 150,000
Buddaoverlord's bid: 155,000
"170,00!!"
Nekolover's bid: 170,000
Buddaoverlord's bid: 189,000
Latin lover's bid: 240,000
Partyman's bid: 250,000
Youji gaped. 250,000?! He only had 255,000!!
"Youji, put all your money in there. Just don't submit till the time hits 2 seconds." Seimei demanded, his eyes stuck on the time. The clock was at ten seconds….nine….eight…seven…six…five…four…three…two… Youji slammed his finger down on the enter key, the screen had gone white.
The two sat there…staring…hearts racing fast. Five words flashed across the screen.
Nekolover Has Won The Lot
Youji cried out, terrified and relieved, sobbing in his hands. He had been terrified, positive he was going to have a heart attack. Seimei rubbed his back, comforting him. Youji wiped his tears and stood, leaving the seat for Seimei. The Aoyagi slid into the seat and registered under the name 'Mastermind'.
Ritsuka's picture came up and only three names registered under his picture.
Mastermind has joined the lot
FrenchEmbassador has joined the lot
Artobsessor has joined the lot
Seimei steadied himself, preparing to bid. He planned on getting Ritsuka back. He wasn't going to stop until his brother was back in his arms.
FrenchEmbassador's bid: 200,000
Seimei quickly typed his bid with ease.
Mastermind's bid: 205,000
FrenchEmbassador's bid: 215,000
Mastermind's bid: 220,000
FrenchEmbassador's: 250,000
Seimei sighed, typing in 235,000. Where was the third person? Weren't they going to bid? He hoped not, that would leave him only one other person to compete with. The clock hit ten seconds.
FrenchEmbassador's bid: 267,000
Nine….eight….seven…
Mastermind's bid: 289,000
Six…five…four…
FrenchEmbassador's bid: 300,000
Three…two…
Mastermind's bid: 326,000
One. The screen went blank. Seimei's breathe caught in his throat. Did he win? Slowly five words flashed across the screen. Seimei nearly died.
Mastermind Has Lost The Lot.
A chuckle filled the silent, darkened room. Cigarette smoke swirled around the computer screen, The page entirely white with five flashing words across it.
Artobsessor Has Won The Lot
Just then the door flew open to the room, A tall, blonde man looking furious, stood in the doorway, a lollipop stuck in his mouth.
"Sou-Chan! What the hell are you doing?! Dinner's ready!!" Kio yelled furiously, irritated his friend wasn't listening to him. Soubi looked at the pissed off blonde over his shoulder, light blue eyes looking him over before back at the screen.
He would soon get his hands on the small neko, and the boy would be all his. He stood and brushed past Kio, headed for the kitchen. The blonde blinked before going into the room and looking at the screen.
Artobsessor Has Won The Lot
Kio stared at the flashing letters before looking at the picture of a small boy, violet eyes staring intensely back, full of fear.
"Ritsuka" Kio tested out the name, then shrugged. He didn't put much thought into the words, the picture. He thought it was some sort of online game. How wrong he was.
Sooo….that's chapter seven! I hope you all enjoy the three chapters. I am now off to bed! I haven't slept since I started writing chapter five. That is 24 hours worth of typing! So review, please…I beg you!! Night to all.
XanaSentiya
