-Chapter 6
-Memories in a Mirror
A/N- Hiya! Anyways, I am sorry that I'm not updating so much, mainly because I'm working on my KH stories. Also, I WILL NOT BE WRITING MORE LOVELESS STORIES. I will finish this one but don't expect to see new stories from me, except if they're KH that is.
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"Ritsuka…breakfast is ready…come downstairs…"
Sleepy amethyst eyes slowly opened, a thin boy sat up on his bed while rubbing his eyes lazily.
"Ritsuka?"
Knocking could be heard inside the bedroom coming from outside.
"I'm coming Mom!"
The knocking stopped; footsteps could be heard at first, and then faded as the woman outside walked back downstairs.
Ritsuka quickly made his bed, he then picked out a long-sleeved black shirt and black pants to match.
Opening his bedroom door, he could hear his mother washing dishes downstairs.
With an emotionless face, he headed toward the bathroom to straighten himself up.
The hall was dark, the Aoyagi home held no windows in their upstairs hallway. Ritsuka came opened the bathroom, the first thing he saw was the mirror.
A skinny boy could be seen in the mirror, with a feminine face and body to boot. Hollow eyes filled up with sadness as he neared the mirror.
Ritsuka's face was like porcelain, a perfect porcelain doll from afar with no imperfections.
But up close, he could see the slight tint of grey under his eyes that would soon be noticed even from afar.
"Look at your face!"
A woman with long raven-black hair yelled at the small boy whose bloodied face was pressed against a mirror.
The boy eyes turned to the mirror, eyes filling up with tears as he gazed at his own helpless reflection.
"Give it back to him! It's not yours!"
The woman's cries were loud and horrid; you could sense that she was slowly breaking down into tears.
"Why…are you here…"
The boy saw his mother's reflection, head bowed and shoulders shaking.
Her grasp on his hair loosened, until she eventually let go. Only insanity could be seen in her eyes as she lifted her face, with a final cry she darted from the bathroom, her face in her hands.
The boy continued to stare at the mirror and felt his cheek. A bruise had begun to form, but he didn't care.
"Why is it you cry so much mommy?" The thin ten-year old whispered to himself as his finger decided to smear the blood on his face.
Ritsuka combed his hair, and brushed his teeth. Faking a grin on his face, he left the bathroom and walked downstairs.
Going into the kitchen, his mother was now drying dishes it seemed.
He sat on the chair at the wooden rectangular table which fit no more then four people and noticed a plate of pancakes with syrup and cup of white milk beside it.
He picked up the fork and knife, also on the table and ate slowly at first, taking quick glances at his mom every few bites.
Mrs. Aoyagi didn't do much of anything, she continued to dry dishes with a simple kitchen towel decorated with rose petal designs, her eyes hidden by her black bangs.
Ritsuka finished his pancakes and in three fast gulps, finished his milk.
"Mom, I'll see you after school, I'm leaving now."
His mom stopped, holding a dish in one hand and the towel in the other.
"Ritsuka, have a nice day! Be back before six." His mother's tone was high and girly, she was apparently in a good mood, and Ritsuka felt his lips quirk up into a real smile.
He left the plate and cup on the table, and headed out of the kitchen and out the door.
It was a nice day in Tokyo, bright but not hot, a slight breeze past the boy as he strode down the street.
"Today's the day I meet with Soubi, I wonder if he remembers?" He mumbled to himself, as he arrived at the school entrance.
"Good Morning Ritsuka-kun!" A loud high-pitched voice emanated from behind him.
A tall girl stood behind him waving her arms frantically, a bright genuine smile on her cute face.
She ran towards him and they began to walk side by side as they entered the school.
She looked the same as always, her long pink hair tied up in pigtails, pink tail wagging happily behind her, big jade eyes gleaming with overbearing happiness.
"Good Morning Yuiko," Ritsuka replied, showing obvious disinterest as Yuiko began blathering about how she had struggled with yesterday's English homework.
They walked in, a horde of girls glaring at Yuiko as she jumped up and down in excitement while chatting with the black-haired boy beside her.
They took their seats and Shinonome-sensei walked, ready to start a lesson.
Ritsuka looked out the window, ignoring the lesson as he wondered about a certain blonde who had an engagement with him after school.
Class was finally over; Yuiko had left early due to a dentist appointment. He smiled remembering Yuiko's distraught face as she whined about how her dentist was "mean" and only wanted to yank out her teeth.
Ritsuka stepped out of the building, brown backpack on his back as he headed for entrance.
Leaning against a wall, was the man from the club!
He grinned, Soubi hadn't forgotten!
Eagerly, he ran towards the blonde, who was smoking a cigarette. Ritsuka's grin faded as he noticed the smoke.
"You're smoking…in front of a school?"
Soubi turned to find a small perturbed boy, fist clenched at his sides and face twisted in disbelief.
He smiled warmly at him, then removed the cigarette from his mouth and stepped on it.
"Hello Ritsuka how was school today?" The man appeared very peaceful and normal although his wardrobe looked quite expensive, was that a Gucci overcoat?
"Fine, nothing out of the ordinary if that's what you mean, "the boy answered non-chalantly, closing his eyes.
"Did you think about me?"
Ritsuka blushed immediately, eyes opening in embarrassment.
"N-n-no! Why would I think about you anyways?"
The blonde was smiling, successfully concealing a chuckle that threatened to escape his lips at the boy's cuteness.
"Shall we go then?" Soubi asked, offering a hand to Ritsuka.
A tinge of pink which had earlier faded, returned to his face, he took the taller man's arm and closed his eyes in annoyance and possible humiliation.
"Fine, let's just go."
Soubi nodded, and the two began to walk down street and deeper into the city of Tokyo.
-I'm tired…-yawns- anyways, you like?
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- Alright, so Soubi finally picked up Ritsuka…Let the Sexcapades begin! (JK)
