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| Do you have any idea what LOVELESS is? |
| Of course!~It rocks! |
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| No...and I'd like it to stay that way. (Me-::Boots you out!^_^::) |
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| Poll whore option~<3 |
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 Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 6:02 pm
Demi`chan (( ^^ Danke. I don't see why no one else wants to RP yet though xD; ))
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 6:34 pm
Ritsuka smiled, even if he wouldn't admit it---he was glad that the other didn't ignore him. It meant he wasn't hiding anything from him. For the moment, he was at a slight peace. He spoke with a small smile on his lips his cat ears twitching a bit. "Kobangwa Soubi..." He huffed his ears lowering at the other's question. "No...B-but I can't sleep." He spoke softly, a hand came up to rub his left eye as he held the phone in the other. "What are you doing?" He asked as his purple hues glanced over at the clock, it was nearly midnight. Ritsuka fiddled with his black tail as he took a seat at his desk awaiting the other's reply.
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 6:41 pm
"I'm painting." Soubi answered, smiling as well. It was a good thing that he was interested, "But I'll be down there in a minute. If you can't sleep, you can have my company." He offered, already placing his dirtied brush down for the second time. He could already imagine Ritsuka blushing and looking at the window. This thought brought forth a chuckle, "Ne, Ritsuka...You don't mind that I come to see you, do you?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 7:17 pm
"Oh...Soubi? What are you painting?" He asked with a soft tone his eyes idly staring at the keyboard. He heard the other's offer and was silent at first in a daze. "Uh...o-ok.." He replied with a light smile. He didn't want to be alone tonight anyway. His mother had had a fit again that afternoon, he was sore but he knew this pain and was somewhat tolerant to it. Ritsuka had another one of his dreams. A dream about losing Soubi. He had only recently developed these dreams. He usually dreamt of his past---with his brother. And now it all had changed, he dreamed of losing Soubi and feared it greatly.
Though he would tell him to get lost or stay away from him, he knew a little part in him couldn't bear to lose him. Was it because he knew Seimei? Or was it more complex then that? Loveless---he had been told that was his real name, but if that was true then how could someone named Loveless have love of any kind at all? Maybe that's why he never made any friends, his mother hated him, and his brother had been taken away from him at the tender age of 10? He was riddled with questions as he looked to the window walking over to it to unlatch the lock; now it only awaited for Soubi to make his enterance.
He blushed and went back to sit on his bed and wait for the other. Some flash back from his dreams ached in his head as he mumbled softly, "S-S-Soubi---" He held the phone loosely and let it drop to the floor with a light thud.
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 7:32 pm
Soubi frowned, hand still gripping the tie in his hair as he pulled it from the silken tresses. "Ritsuka?" He called gently, worried because of the thump he'd heard, "Ritsuka?" He asked again, louder this time, when he recieved no answer.
Quick to over-worry about the 6th grader, Soubi was near panic, "Ritsuka! Are you alright? Ritsuka?" He was already out the door, jacket pulled loosely around him. He'd wasted no time in fleeing the house, barely pausing long enough to properly close his door.
His project sat in his apartment, forgotten now, but he didn't care. His mind was fogged with worry for his little Sacrifice. He was his Fighter. Fighters must always protect their Sacrifices. Though Soubi knew that even if Seimei hadn't ordered him to watch out for the little boy, if he'd been able to meet him regaurdless, he knew he'd still be protective. Ritsuka was small and fragile after all. He needed protecting, from many things. This, Soubi was sure of. Also, he was sure that he would be the one to keep Ritsuka safe.
This was something that troubled him. His heart always ached when he thought of Loveless coming to claim his Sacrifice. If Ritsuka really was Loveless, he had to had a Fighter waiting for him. This thought sent a pang to Soubi's heart. He loved the boy, and wanted always to be his Fighter.
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 8:25 pm
Ritsuka sat on his bed his black locks shadowing over a hurt expression. Did he really care so much for Soubi? Why?! Why did he care so much, it was only a dream right? He'd never leave him, he told him he loved him. Is love supposed to hurt this much? He couldn't even read his own heart, and it was annoying to try and decifer it. But how---could he believe some of the things coming from the elder man's lips.
He blushed as he thought of; those soft lips, he'd kissed and been kissed by. He felt that warmth disappear as the thought of losing the other crept into his mind once more. Tears gently slipped down creamy flushed cheeks as he trembled. "Soubi..." He whispered, he needed to hear his voice, oreven to hear the window open and the wnd blow in and hit his tear stained cheeks would be enough. At least he'd know that Soubi was there, and would hold him, soon he thought soon.
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 8:46 pm
And soon it was. With speed Soubi hadn't realized he'd possessed, the Fighter ran to his little Sacrifice's house. All the while, his mind was filled with thoughts of the boy. He was worried that something had happened to him, and even more so worried that he'd loose the boy. One way or another, he knew it would happen eventually. But the man didn't want to think about it, didn't want to admit it. Most of all, he didn't want it to be true.
As soon as the eared boy's house came into view, Soubi pushed his terrified thoughts from his mind and made his way to Ritsuka's window, itching to hold the boy in his arms.
He stopped once he reached the window, panting, and flung it open, staring into the room with fear in his eyes. "Rituska..." he whispered, numbly stumbling into the room, "Ritsuka...are you ok?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2006 4:00 am
Ritsuka heard the window open and his head automatically lifted up staring at his fighter. His tears still ran freely down his cheeks but his expression shifted but immediately. His ears perked slightly as a smile came on his face and he was now back to his reality; leaving the dream elsewhere. He sniffled lightly and stood only to fall in the other's arms clinging to him tightly. "S-Soubi..."His voice managed to speak softly as his face buried itself in the other's chest. Thank god, Ritsuka thought as his trembling body melted into the other's. So familiar, so warm he nuzzled the other softly and looked up at his warcraft.
Purple hues were still filled with tears, though they would soon enough disappear the impression of that horrid dream would always leak in somehow. So his small hands gripped the other's shirt hoping never to let go, because he was afraid of losing this man. The sound of the abandoned cell on his floor beeped softly in the dark room, only the light from which was carried in by the open window shone in as he stood there with Soubi praying never to lose him---ever.
He replied to the other in a tender tone, "Hai...Soubi?" He began the question a blush tinting his cheeks now, "Will you---will you kiss me?" Ritsuka at first always denied the other's forward actions, but he love the feel of those lips on is own. And to make sure it was all a reality he needed to feel them again.
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2006 4:00 am
{Oh sorry it took forever! I was booted off the compO.o and forced to go to bed-.-;}
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2006 5:18 pm
Soubi smiled gently, cuddling the little boy in his arms. "Of course, Ritsuka." He whispered, leaning down until their faces were almost touching. "I love you." he said, before claiming Ritsuka's lips with his own.
It was a simple, chaste kiss as always. Soubi didn't want to scare Ritsuka away by going too far too fast, though he did remember his promise to the boy to take his ears one day.
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2006 8:01 pm
Ritsuka kissed bac gently his ees closed softly as he melted within the other's kiss. He purred tenderly in his throat loving the feeling of warmth cover his recent coldness. He felt home again he thought ashe nestled his head in the other's chest. "Arigato Soubi." He thanked the other for coming. The cat ears twitched slightly atop his raven black hair as he purred nuzzling the other his small hands still gripping the other's shirt.
He blushed as his head peekd up to his fighter, "Uh---suminasen Soubi..."He apologized as he slinked down to sit on the ground leaning against his bed's side, he shut the celephone causing the noise to stop immediately. He felt bad, worrying Soubi over a simple nightmare---that is what it was, and fr christ sake don't let it ever come true he thought as his purple hues closed gently.
"Sorry to worry you---Soubi. And interuting your painting." He apologized again, he had pulled the other away from his studies-what else could he do wrong tonight? He sighed his elbows propped up by his knees Ritsuka's head lowered.
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2006 8:15 pm
Soubi sat himself besides the boy and he grasped his arm, tugging him into his lap gently. Then he cuddled him, keeping him in his lap while his arms wrapped around him securly, keeping him still as his hands bussied themselves. One began petting Ritsuka's hair and ears, while the other ran down his sides and back.
"Ritsuka..." Be began, nuzzling him affectionatly, "No painting is more important than you. You need not apologize for something that I won't worry about. It isn't due yet. I'm all yours tonight."
He smiled, cuddling him again, "I love you. Remember that, Ritsuka."
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Posted: Fri Feb 24, 2006 5:56 pm
Hischeeks were flushed full of a familiar dusty rose red. His eyes closed as he smiled softly bing petted. Black cat ears lowered as they were pet, he purred. Purple hues widened as the other's spare hand wandered along his sides and back. He looked to his fighter and leaned upwards to kiss the other. A tender toned whisper escaped the youth's lips. "Arigato Soubi...arigato."
Thanking him, he knew it wasn't rightbut he felt as if even only tongiht he wanted Soubi to himself; and no one else. He took the other's lips in his own again, wishing this moment to never end. Soubi was his fighter now, and---he didn't plan on giving him up to anyone else; not even Seimei. He wondered if Soubi and himself could be as close as Seimei and he were. He could only dream of this, and strive to make it his own reality.
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Posted: Fri Feb 24, 2006 6:25 pm
Soubi was surprised that Ritsuka kissed him, but he couldn't say he was complaining. Instead, he kissed the boy back, gently petting him still. Once he broke away, he chuckled, cuddling him to his chest, "Being a bit possessive tonight, ne, Ritsuka?" He teased the boy, though he was content that he wanted to be with him.
"Here, go lay down. You need your sleep." He said, though didn't make a move to stand, "I'll stay with you, if you want."
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Posted: Fri Feb 24, 2006 7:11 pm
Ritsuka smild his cheeks still a flush, yes he was being possessive and so what! Why did Soubi have to tease him so much! He could only react as usual, "Eh?! No way---"He saidas he looked away from the other still blushing, he couldn't help it; it was just the way he was. Whoever he was now---that's how it was and always has been...well at least with Soubi. If it were like it was two years ago would it had been different? Would Soubi even had said those three simple words? He had to know but he didn't wat to ask.
He smiled as he crawled over to the head of the bed, smirking as he peeked over his shoulder at the other. "Hentai des.. (Translation-Pervert...)" He said bluntly teasing the other. It was only a fair deal after the possessive comment. He chuckled lightly as he climbed into the sheets and blanets resting his head on the pillow. He spoke in a small and soft tone replying to the other, "Hai...you can if you're not busy." His head nodded slightly as he scooted over closer to the wall allowing a vacant spot for the other.
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