Lying limp on the floor, the girl face crumpled in pain as Nisei finished up, tears staining her face. She convulsed and wheezed at the man who'd, once the deed was done, tucked his shaft back into his pants, looking bored. As hard as she tried to stop her tears from flowing, they continued, and she couldn't bear not to look at the one who'd done this to her. Mikado Gomon stared at Seimei with hate in her eyes. She quickly backed up from the floor to the wall, hissing in anger at the man who stood not far from her and Nisei, looking like he hadn't just let a terrible rape occur. He even less looked like he was the one who'd ordered such an act to be done.
She would've accepted this and moved on from this scene, if it not for the answer that Seimei gave her when she'd asked why he'd done it; for what reason did this act matter to him-how did he benefit from this? She'd never know Seimei to do things for no reason, and while she'd known him only a few months, she'd like to think to herself that they were alike. She'd finally found the one person in her life that she could understand, and in turn, he would understand her fully. Not even her fighter, Tokino Fujiwara had understood her completely. It was a mistake on her part, she'd admit, but it was as equal as a mistake on Seimei's part as well.
"W-What was this for? Why would you do this?" Damn. She hadn't gotten a hold of herself quite yet, yet she restrained her tone to be civil, stroking her long hair for reassurance. She hadn't know then what it was she was reassuring herself of, but she would shortly. Seimei looked at her, blank faced as only an ear twitched in thought. His tail fluttered slightly and, for a moment, Mikado thought that he was mocking her, shifting the appendages she no longer had.
"There wasn't a reason." The words were said void of emotion, and Mikado's world fell into shambles.
Her thoughts swirled all around her head as she tried to find a reason for his answer. There was no reason? No ulterior motive? She'd given Seimei everything he ever'd asked from her, and he'd given a adequate enough reason for everything he'd done. Except now, it seemed.
"There wasn't a reason?"
Seimei didn't grace her question with a response, turning to walk away, shoes clicking eerily loud.
"Why? You never seemed to be this type of person Seimei! There is something isn't there? Something you can't tell me, right?" Mikado spouted in a flurry of questions, ceasing only when Semei stopped near the entrance of the warehouse they were in. She felt the tingle in her stomach that told her maybe, just maybe, he'd tell her his true reason. That tingle quickly turned into dread however, when Seimei only gave Nisei a harsh look, causing the teen to flinch. With that he left the warehouse, leaving Nisei and Mikado alone.
Nisei grumbled to himself, looking slightly insane as he laughed. "Mikado, you know what he wants me to do, don't you?" Mikado could honestly say she wasn't sure, but she could take a few guesses, especially in her still nude state. "While he goes and listens to the kid, playing it off as surveillance. God, you'd think he'd get tired of the brat, or at least do something else then just..." He gave Mikado a look of disgust, sneering. "On second thought, maybe he is better off doing that."
Mikado didn't voice a response to Nisei's self-ramble, shuddering at his perverse gaze sent her way. She smoothed out her hair, trying to preserve the last bit of dignity she had left. Nisei didn't comment in her actions, rummaging in a toolbox in the corner of the room for a pair of scissors.
Ritsuka grunted softly as Youji slammed him onto the classroom wall, hands gripping his shoulders. Youji snarled as Ritsuka struggled in his grasp, Natsuo trying to calm the irate boy. "What were you thinking?! Letting Seimei just come back without a problem? Haven't you wondered why he's been gone, and why he chose to come back? I know you're not stupid Ritsuka, so stop acting like you are!"
Youji dropped Ritsuka to the floor, furious. Hitomi ran to Youji, grabbing a tense arm. "Hey! Don't do that! You guys are friends aren't you? Everyone in this classroom is friend an I... I-I mean... Y-you g-g-guys should be..." Hitomi's anger ebbed away, and frustrated tears gathered in her eyes. Youji flinched a bit as Hitomi's ears drooped, crying.
"H-Hey! Old lady, stop with the tears ok!?"
Natsuo kneeled before Ritsuka, clearing his throat. "My say in this isn't nearly as emotional as Youji's, but do you know what you're doing?" Risuka didn't answer, glancing around the room as classmates gossiped wildly around him, Yuiko standing on the sidelines, looking anxious to help him. "I know sometimes you think you know what's right, but you have to think this through. Usually I'd get Soubi to do this type of lecture shit, but I haven't seen him. He's probably off sulking about Seimei's return, useless guy." Natsuo sniffed, watching for a reaction.
Ritsuka frowned. "What? You haven't seen him? I mean, I just saw him the other day, and-"
"No, I haven't seen him. He said he was going to that Art Display Contest thing, or whatever. I thought he just left to get his shit together, you know? Why? Did something else happen besides Seimei's return?"
Ritsuka didn't dare say what'd happened at his house, especially in front of all the people in the room. Yuiko quietly came to his side, laying a hand on his shoulder in comfort. He swallowed down the lump in his throat, swinging his head in denial. Natsuo opened his mouth to continue, when a harsh beep disrupted all conversation and squabbles in the room.
"Shinonome-sensei? May you send Ritsuka Aoyagi to the front office, ready to go home?"
"Y-yes!"
"Thank you."
The intercom turned off with a clank, and Ritsuka shook off Yuiko's hand, gathering his bag in a few brief strides. He opened the classroom's sliding door without a word, and the Zero pair watched him with narrowed eyes. Hitomi sniffed as she tried pulling herself together.
"R-Ritsuka? B-Be prepared to turn in that essay we started in class today, a-alright?" Ritsuka gave a slight smile and nodded, closing the door and leaving down into the hall. Youji fumed as Ritsuka left almost gracefully, running to the door and opening it with a slam. Ritsuka whirled around with wide eyes, ears and tail perked stiff.
"Ritsuka! We don't live in a perfect world, and Seimei isn't a perfect brother, and Soubi isn't perfect either! But we gotta live with that and make it so that it's best for you! Don't sell yourself short, and don't let someone make choices for you! Just remember that, Ritsuka!" Youji's ears drooped. "Just... remember that."
Ritsuka didn't answer verbally nor non-verbally, turning and continuing down the hall. Youji sneered, and Natsuo walked to his side with a grin. "Wow. Never seen you this... emotional, Youji."
"Shut up. Not like you weren't mad at him too."
"True. But I didn't have the 'heart-to-heart' like you did now."
"He just needed to know. Now whatever happens is his problem."
"What? I though he was our...friend."
"..."
"A-ah, boys? May you come inside so we can resume class? You're holding us up right now..."
The Zero pair stared at Hitomi. Youji stared at Natsuo. Natsuo stared at Youji. They grinned.
"Not a chance Hitomi!" With that, they jumped out the window, relishing their classmate's screams of terror.
"Aoyagi-kun, right?" A kind looking secretary asked to the sixth-grader, looking much too patient for having a job as a elementary school administrator.
"Yes?"
"Your brother is here to pick you up. Don't forget your candy for all the trouble they put you though, all right?"
Ritsuka had no idea what she was talking about, but agreed anyways.
"Aoyagi-san is waiting for you in the quads. Have a nice day!'
Ritsuka left promptly, leaving the woman smiling as she waved. He quickly turned from the office section of the building, walking outside. Ritsuka's tail swished in excitement as Seimei came into view, smile gracing his visage. Ritsuka quickly took his brother into a hug, nuzzling Seimei's tan overcoat, inhaling his scent. Seimei placed a hand on Ritsuka's head, petting him softly. Ritsuka shivered in delight.
"Ah. Ritsuka, how was your day?"
Ritsuka debated briefly on weather or not to mention anything that'd happened, but reluctantly decided it wasn't any of Seimei's concern. He didn't want Seimei to worry about anything trivial.
"No, nothing. It was a really a normal day. But what was your excuse for taking me out, Seimei?" The younger questioned with a frown, attempting to veer away from the subject. His efforts were for naught as Seimei focus failed to stray.
"Are you sure nothing happened? We don't need to lie to one another Ritsuka. If we can't trust eachother, who can we trust? I'll never lie to you Ritsuka, so you should never lie to me. Now, I'll ask you one more time. How was your day?" Seimei bent over Ritsuka, who'd gulped in embarrassment at his lie being caught. Ritsuka didn't have the courage nor drive to tell Seimei that he had indeed lied to Ritsuka, and that he'd lived a good time thinking his Beloved was dead. He'd much rather see past it if it meant that no lies would be told in the future.
"...Natsuo and Youji from Seven Voices Academy visited my classroom today. They asked me about you, but I didn't really answer anything that'd be of any use. Nothing really serious happened, so I didn't want to worry you. Sorry, Seimei..." Ritsuka bowed his head in shame, waiting for the scolding he was sure would come. Instead, Seimei gave a quiet chuckle, smoothing down Ritsuka's hair.
"Nothing that involves you isn't important. Everything about you from your ears," Seimei blew gently in a furry ear, Ritsuka's body twitching a tremors shook his body. "to your nose," Seimei gave a brief butterfly kiss to the tip of Ritsuka's nose. "to you're everyday life, nothing is unimportant to me."
Ritsuka smiled brightly and, with eyes fluttering, pressed his lips against Seimei's, daring an intimate act of affection in public. The kiss was brief, and lacked the passion of their reunion, but for Ritsuka, it was more than enough. Ritsuka reluctantly leaned back from their kiss, confusion drawn on his face.
"Seimei, why'd you take me out of school?" Seimei's eyes flashed with something that passed too quickly for Ritsuka to recognize, but the elder responded without a pause.
"I thought we'd go out for ice-cream, since we hadn't had the chance to do that yet. The shop would be less crowded if we went early. School is almost over anyways for you, so no harm done."
Ritsuka nodded, wrinkling his nose as a foul smell reached his nose. "Seimei, do you smell that?"
Seimei didn't answer, taking a hold of Ritsuka's hand as he led them through the school gates and down the road, towards a local ice-cream parlor. Behind them, Soubi Agatsuma watched in despair, and Yayoi Shioiri watched from his classroom's third-floor window, in disbelief.
"STOP BLEEDING. STOP IT, YOU'RE DIRTYING THE CARPET!"
The prone body lay unnaturally still, a gash in the chest that looked as if it'd been clawed through. The blood of the unfortunate male seeped deep into the carpet, leaving no hopes of it ever coming out clean. Still, the woman persisted in her cries.
"YOU'VE BROUGHT THIS ON YOURSELF! I TOLD YOU NOT TO RUN, I TOLD YOU NOT TO SAY THOSE WORDS! NOW LOOK WHERE THAT'S GOTTEN YOU? YOU'RE A MESS NOW." Misaki crowed in anger, the other's blood matted in her hair, dripping around as she shook her head.
"All you had to do was not say anything, and then we'd be happy. You and I, and our precious little boys. I think they look up to you, you know? I'm sure if you appoligise to us, we'll forgive you."
The body stayed silent.
"You're not going to answer me?"
Not a twitch was made.
"WELL FINE. I GUESS WE'RE NOT IMPORTAINT ENOUGH FOR YOU. CONTIUNE BEING A SICK ASSHOLE!" Misaki jumped up, laughed maniacally as she began kicking the corpse.
"JUST GO BACK TO WORK AND FUCK THAT DAMN WHORE. YOU DON'T THINK I KNOW, DO YOU? THAT THE SLUT OF A SECRETARY TOOK YOU AWAY FROM US. WE COULD'VE BEEN HAPPY, BUT YOU JUT HAD TO GET THAT HOMEWRECKER PREGNANT." Misaki had burst into tears by that point, and she shook in rage.
"I CAN'T EVEN STAND TO BE NEAR YOU! GOODBYE HIROTO AOYAGI!"With that, Misaki left her home, walking towards the company in which her now deceased husband had worked.
OH SHI-T MISAKI, JUST OMG. Crazy lady.
This is where the plot picks up, and plot twist will be sewn abound. Ahh! I love being the author in the know! For those of you who read the Loveless manga (And haven't stopped with the series after watching the Anime) Seimei is turning into a real jacked up guy. Well, not that he wasn't already. Also, Soubi is losing brownie points with me. ._.
Dang guy.
-Till next update, Cecile~