Another Loveless fic, folks. This one is more upbeat than my usual ones.
Title: Do you feel the same?
Pairing: Soubi/Ritsuka
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own Loveless.
Na, Soubi, do you feel the same about me as I feel about you? Does everything get better when I'm around? Do you never want to leave my side? Do you want to hold me while I'm sleeping? Do you get jealous when Yuiko is so flirty towards me? Does it hurt when Natsuo and Youji say things about my real fighter coming someday and me having to abandon you? Do you just wish that there could be a world with no one except us? Does your heart race when you're near me? Do you wish to take my ears? Would you die if we were ever separated? Does your heart ache when I doubt you? Does your heart ache when I tell you to go home? Do you think about me always? Does almost everything remind you of me? Do you really really love me?
Because, Soubi, everything gets better for me when you're around, despite the frustration I sometimes feel when you won't do as I ask. I never want to leave your side, though I know I have to. I want to feel your arms around me while I sleep so I can feel, if only for just a little while, safe, protected, and loved for the first time since Seimei died. I get jealous when Kio so openly flirts with you. How do I know what you and him do while I'm not around? It's not like we're dating. It tears me up inside when Natuso and Youji say those things. I don't believe I'll ever have any other fighter because I don't want one. I only want you. I only need you. No other is good enough. I don't think I'd have the strength to abandon you. Sometimes I do wish there was a place with only you and me…forever. My heart races when you're near, so fast and hard that sometimes I'm afraid, it's going to burst from my chest. I want you to take my ears someday, when we're both ready, only you, Soubi, and no one else. I don't think I'd be able to function if we were to be separated forever. I think I might just die. I couldn't bear to lose anyone else, especially not you. My heart aches when I doubt you because if the declarations of love you give me so openly and constantly aren't true I don't know what I'd do now that I've come this far. Now that you're so far into my life. I hate having to order you to go home…but sometimes I can't deal with how I feel around you…and I can't handle the things you say and the ways you make me angry. I'm always thinking about you. Day, night, and twilight. All the time. I think about what you're doing at that particular moment, what you're thinking about, whom you're talking to, what you're talking about and how I can see you that day. It's strange, really, but just about everything I see reminds me of you. I guess it wouldn't if...well...I wasn't so in love with you.