Hey, sorry it has been awhile. NaNoWriMo is over so I am devoted (somewhat) to this story once more! ^_^ I say "somewhat" because right now it is finals so I need to devote myself to studying and test taking. Sorry it is a little short, I did plan out more but I thought I made you all wait long enough so I uploaded what I had so far. I hope you all like it!

Disclaimer: I do not own Loveless or Kyo Kara Maoh

Need You Close to Me

Gwendal stood by the window, staring out at the scenery before him and marveling at all the wonders that were in this world that were so similar to that of his Heika. His eyes scanned over the street, watching as 'cars' sped past the small apartment and the people who walked up and down the lively road. His eyes caught sight of a duo coming down the street, their cat ears were perked up and flicking back and forth in excitement as they made their way hand in hand.

"We should get going."

Gwendal turned slowly away from the happy duo, his eyes turning to the daikenja who was watching him with his usual unreadable smile on his face.

"We have that 'meeting' to get to with that organization Natsuo and Youji belong to." Murata ushered, waving his arm for emphasis and attempting to summon the older mazoku.

Gwendal sighed as he began to make his way across the small apartment, hearing the light footfalls of the teen before his heart clenched at the others next words.

"We've been here in this world for five days. Time is of the essence if we wish to get back to our world close to the time we left it."

Gwendal did not pause in his strides, even though internally he was being torn apart. His duty to his country and its people wagging war with his need to find Ritsuka and drag the boy back with him to his world. But before more words could be spoken, they stepped out the front door and made their way down the steps in the bright sunshine.

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Ritsuka was growing worried. He had not seen his brother in a day, which was unusual for the older man who would stop by roughly five times a day, usually bearing food. But Ritsuka had only seen that strange older man with long black hair that is always tied in a low ponytail who wore a slightly sinister smile on his lips when delivering Ritsuka's food.

"Where could Seimei be?" he quietly pondered out loud, intentionally pitching his voice low just in case there was someone on the other side of the heavy wooden door. His eyes scanned over the room, while his hands unconsciously played with the small items that were all scattered here and there.

Has he grown tired of me? Does he no longer want me but 'Ritsuka' instead? Ritsuka felt his insecurities rise within him, his mind jumping to all the things his mother had spoken to him ever since he had awoken to this life. His ears flattened to his head, his tail curling around his middle in an almost comforting gesture.

Ritsuka slowly made his way over to the window and leaned his head against the glass, trying to ignore the transparent form of himself in the window, his eyes closing in a look of pain.

"I need you, Gwendal…"

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Gwendal flinched at the sudden emotion that filled him, causing his feet to stop their pace as he took in a shuttering breath.

Ritsuka… his mind supplied for him, his eyes scanning around for any trace of the young boy but already knowing that the boy was not here. He looked up into the sky, closing his eyes for the briefest of moments as he allowed Ritsuka's feeling to wash over him and sooth his own frayed emotions.

"Wait for me, Ritsuka." Gwendal murmured under his breath, moving forward once more at the questioning looks he was getting from the Zero pair and Murata, feeling a small smile tug at the corners of his mouth.

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"Are you sure about this, Nisei?"

Nisei glanced up at the figure that was leaning against the wall, feeling his heart quicken slightly as he took in his Sacrifice's cold demeanor.

"Yes," Nisei answered, rising to his feet and stepping closer to the other man. "I heard them discussing meeting with the Professor. I guess he has some information about where we are hiding currently."

Nisei stared at that emotionless face, seeing the small shifts in the expression that betrayed the younger of the two's true feelings.

Anger, Nisei identified wanting to reach out and touch his Sacrifice. But he knew that if he even brushed his fingers against the other, he would be on the floor and most likely missing fingers.

He doesn't allow anyone to touch him unless it is absolutely necessary, he thought to himself, convincing himself that there was no bitter undertone in his mind. He will only ever allow Ritsuka to touch him.

"Go and follow them, Nisei." Seimei commanded, snapping the older man from his thoughts. Nisei's eyes connected to the others for a brief moment, before nodding his head in an affirmative.

"If that meddlesome old man tries to give them any helpful information," Seimei continued, pushing himself off the wall and taking the few steps that still divided the two and leaned in and whispered into the others ear, "You know what to do."

Nisei felt his heart constrict as Seimei walked around him and made his way towards the door. Before Nisei knew what he was doing, he spun around and called out, "What about you?"

The temperature in the room seemed to drop then, Seimei's hand poised over the door knob and not facing the Fighter Unit.

"You know you are not supposed to question me, Nisei." The voice was deadly, causing a small shiver to rack up the older man's body and his mind to freeze at what the consequences of his actions could be. "But since I am feeling a little bit forgiving, I will answer your question."

Nisei suppressed his sigh of relief, feeling his shoulders sag ever so slightly.

"I am going to go and see Ritsuka after I take a shower. I have neglected him too long and allowed him to get away with too much." Seimei turned from the doorway, a wicked smile crossing his face. "It is time for him to be punished."

Nisei almost felt fear set into his being at the thought of what might happen to the young boy. Almost. Nisei watched as Seimei turned towards the door again and pushed it open, taking a few steps towards the door to follow the other out and go and complete his Sacrifices order before he was stopped by that commanding voice.

"Oh, before you go," Seimei's eyes met Nisei's in a chilling gaze and another menacing smile crossed his young face. "Go and patch up Soubi. He will be the guard while you are out."

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Sorry it is so short... But I would still appreciate reviews! I am almost out of finals, so please hang in there!