Author's Note: Yea, can I just say that it has been a long time since I updated this story

Author's Note: Yea, can I just say that it has been a long time since I updated this story. No, I haven't abandoned it in the least, but my interests have been going this way and that. I also got into collecting Pullips, an awesome Japanese/Korean doll, I shall say. If you people also collect them, send me some message and we can talk, since you are automatically awesome. XD But of course I kid. The Author's Note gets sorta big when I thank all those WONDERFUL reviewers, so I'll just keep it at this message for everyone:

I thank all of you for reviewing and keeping up with me, as I know that you've been waiting quite a bit for each chapter now. : And I'm sorry. I keep promising that I would add another soon thereafter, and then I don't. I will try my hardest to get the other one up soon after this one. Sometimes writers get writer's block, y'know.

But enough of this rambling! Let's get on to that disclaimer. ;D Oh, and the story!

….BTW I DO NOT own Loveless. If I did, Ritsuka would have lost his ears a long time ago, trust me! XD

He is my Knight, and I am his Prince

.:Chapter Ten:.

It had been awhile, and Ritsuka hadn't said a word to Yuiko since the scene in the foyer with Soubi. They were on his bed, both staring quietly at the ceiling; the only noises were the visitors downstairs. The party was nearing its end, so the many visitors were leaving now, and soon it was all but quiet in the house. Yuiko sighed, trying to add some sort of noise, as the quiet was, truthfully, unnerving. There was one question nagging at her in her mind, begging to be asked, but Yuiko was actually afraid to ask anything. Ritsuka was obviously mad, and she really didn't want to make it any worse than it was right now. Still though, she was staying here, and she couldn't deal with not asking it at some point. I have to keep the conversation as simple as possible…at first, that is…Yuiko thought, keeping her eyes on the ceiling.

"So…" Yuiko started, still searching for something to say, any topic at all. Ritsuka didn't look at her though. He kept his gaze on the ceiling. Finally finding something to say, Yuiko built up the courage to continue.

"Did you enjoy the party, Ritsuka-kun?"

It was scary, how you could almost hear the silence taking it's place after Yuiko ended her sentence. After waiting a few moments, and hearing nothing at all from Ritsuka, Yuiko couldn't help but feel mad. Sure, it had been awhile since they had talked last, but Ritsuka still knew that Yuiko especially hated when people didn't answer her questions. But, really, who liked it, anyway? Finally moving, Yuiko sat up and stared at Ritsuka's back. Since when did he move? It really didn't matter though, because Yuiko's anger won her over and did the talking for her.

"Ritsuka-kun, I came to this party wanting to be friends with you again. I asked to stay here because of that too, but if I had known what I was getting myself into I wouldn't have-…"

"I'm sorry."

The answer was abrupt, and small, but it held many emotions that Yuiko couldn't decipher. The answer seemed to also break any inhibition Yuiko had, and she decided to just ask the question she longed to ask.

"Ritsuka-kun, why did you get mad at Soubi-san?"

Her voice sounded softer than she intended, and after a few moments, she finally started to wonder if Ritsuka even heard her.

"Ritsuka-kun?"

"It's nothing."

Yuiko sighed and laid back down, looking back up at the ceiling. Atleast she was getting an answer, even if it didn't actually answer her questions. She sort of felt at ease, knowing that Ritsuka still remembered that bit about her. If Ritsuka didn't want to talk about it, she didn't want to push it. But it was the fact that Ritsuka was down that made her want to know the answer. Well, it has been awhile since they talked last, so she would give him the space, even if it pained her.

I swear, this curious streak of mine is going to be the end of me…She thought, sighing, and finally turning her body to face Ritsuka's back.

"How about we do something…"

She saw Ritsuka's kitty ears point up, and she smiled, happy knowing that Ritsuka heard her and was interested in what she was saying.

"Let's go to the kitchen and make something like we used to do." She reached out to hug him. "Don't you remember Ritsuka-kun?"

"Of course I do," Ritsuka whispered, and he couldn't help but smile. But after a few moments of looking back at the past, he couldn't help but grimace.

"So, you wanna do it?" Yuiko sounded overjoyed. And that's what killed Ritsuka, but he couldn't ignore how he felt.

"I'm sorry, Yuiko." That's all he could manage saying, as the words seem to hurt, sending branches of pain through his body. Yuiko stayed quiet for a moment, absorbing the words. She sat up again, and turned to look at his back. Ritsuka turned to look at her face, and saw something akin to pain surfacing.

"Why?"

The question echoed in his head. There were a lot of "why's" going around now. But all of these questions were linked to one thing, to one person, one soul. And the answer surfaced and was brought through his lips.

"Ukita liked to cook too, you know…"

It's what Ritsuka and Ukita always used to do when Yuiko came to the house. But it was Yuiko's idea from the start. When Yuiko came to stay at Ritsuka's house, they would head to the kitchen during the early mornings and make something, no matter how disgusting it sounded. But today, they were cooking something especially special because it was Ritsuka's birthday. He was finally 10 years old. And the double-digits meant one thing: He was an adult now. Yuiko became ecstatic after finding out and found a recipe for a chocolate cream-filled cake.

"I found this under my mom's bed," Yuiko said, beaming. Ukita took the recipe and looked it up and down.

"This actually looks pretty easy," She said, smiling, "Thanks, Yuiko. You're the best."

Ritsuka snatched it from Ukita to look at it. He couldn't help but grab Yuiko into a hug. He was at her height now.

"Thanks, Yuiko! It looks so good! Let's go make it now!"

Ukita lead the way to the kitchen and opened the big, double doors to the kitchen. She turned to them to gesture at how the grand the kitchen looked. But to Ritsuka, it seemed even more grand.

"Okay, I'll get the ingredients, and you guys sit tight!" Ukita ran off to another room afterwards. Yuiko and Ritsuka sat down and looked around. It seemed so big. Were adults supposed to feel this way? Adult…the word seemed to roll off the tongue in the most sophisticated way. The world seemed to be at its best now. Being an adult wasn't so bad, after all.

The morning light shined through Ritsuka's open curtains unto his bed and the makeshift bed beside it. Ritsuka slowly opened his eyes to look around the room. He sighed and finally sat up. This was the day that Soubi was going to show his face, so he had to be sure to be out of sight. Yuiko had to know of his plan too as she was apart of it, so he sat down beside her and shook her. Yuiko moaned and turned the opposite way. Ritsuka glared and shook her again. It was always so hard to wake her up. Finally opening her eyes, she looked up at Ritsuka and smiled.

"Wassup?"

"Let's get some breakfast so we can go hang out in town, okay?"

The sudden plans weaved its way into her head and she couldn't help but look confused at him. What was up with the sudden plans anyway? Then one thing flashed through her mind.

"Don't worry, I'll be here tomorrow."

The words rang through her mind and she turned to look at him. Well, if Ritsuka was going to avoid Soubi, it was his business. Still, she couldn't help but feel like a third wheel, being tossed to help block incoming unpleasant things. Which, in this case, was Soubi. No doubt. Seeing nothing else to do, though, she finally got up and got dressed in his bathroom. Ritsuka walked in when he was sure she was done changing, and she was brushing her teeth. He was already dressed, quite elegantly, and his hair was already combed in his usual fashion. He seemed ready.

"I'll meet you downstairs," he said and turned to walk out. Yuiko sighed quietly and turned to spit out her toothpaste.

What was a girl to do?

But on that note, Yuiko couldn't help but notice another male voice downstairs, and it definitely wasn't Ritsuka's. Quickly getting dressed, Yuiko ran down the stairs and her fears, or Ritsuka's, were confirmed. It was most definitely Soubi, who was dressed casually, which didn't look bad at all. Ug, I'm drooling over the one guy Ritsuka hates…Yuiko thought and walked over to greet him as it was the nicest thing to do.

"Hey, there, Yuiko-chan", Soubi said, smiling.

"Hey," she answered.

Just where was Ritsuka anyway? She was sure Soubi was thinking the same.

"Well, I'm off," Yuiko said, and turned to walk out of the house. If anything, it was a higher chance that Ritsuka found out that Soubi was here and left as quickly as possible. She would just have to meet him in the Town Square. But just how long will this chase go on?

Yuiko sighed and walked through the gate, making sure to close it behind her. Won't his mother get mad at him too? She was sure Ritsuka's mother noticed that he was gone, yet again. And why was Soubi here when Ukita wasn't here, obviously? Her sigh got caught in her throat when the real question was presented in her mind.

Just where in the Hell is Ukita anyways?

Author's Note: And that, my friends, is the chapter. Reviewing makes this girl particularly happy. I tried to do my best with this chapter. :D

Oh, and, Soubi and Ritsuka will see each other really soon. It may be sooner than you think.

One more thing:

Review plox?