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Patience vs. Persistence	By : onlyindreams Category: +G to L > Loveless Views: 5091 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Loveless, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Patience vs. Persistence
- 2-Chapter 2
- 1
- 2
Patience vs.
Persistence

Pairing:
SoubixRitsuka

Warnings: Yaoi,
shota, sex, all that... look at the rating :P

Disclaimer: I don't
own or profit off of Kouga Yun's Loveless.

Author Note:
Ritsuka's cellphone has an interesting chime that I couldn't properly
use a sound effect for.... so it got changed to a beeping noise,
because it's easier to read : -D Hopefully that wont bother anyone.
Tee hee!

~******~

Chapter 2

~******~

“Ritsuka...?”

“Ritsuka....”
A loud groan erupted into the silence as Ritsuka flattened his ears,
smothering his face into a pillow. Soubi chuckled quietly. Really,
Ritsuka was so cute. He'd been trying to wake the boy up for about 20
minutes now, but the teenager was not so easily torn from slumber.
Luckily, Soubi was a very patient person. Plus, seeing Ritsuka squirm
and pout in his sleep made it worth it.

Reaching out to stroke one
of Ritsuka's kitten ears, Soubi watched for any signs of waking.
“Mmm...” Ritsuka murmured and smiled lightly in response,
unconsciously tilting his head into Soubi's hand. Soubi smirked.
Ritsuka didn't protest as much to his affectionate gestures these
days, but the boy would still never freely enjoy such an act as this
without getting flustered and embarrassed when awake. This was a
treat, though bittersweet. Ritsuka was usually a rather light
sleeper, but after finding him pressed against the freezing doors
before entering, Soubi suspected the boy might have caught a cold;
though hopefully not. Soubi also suspected he was to blame for the
situation; but he would discuss his punishment with Ritsuka later.

Movement in the corner of
his vision forced Soubi to look away from Ritsuka's sleeping face and
he was amused to find it was fault of Ritsuka's tail twitching under
the sheets. Struck with a sudden idea, desire perhaps, Soubi
hesitated before lifting the sheets away partially to reveal the
length of twitching black fur. He wouldn't take advantage of Ritsuka
in his sleep, of course. But Soubi's curiosity was undeniable, and he
could always tease Ritsuka about his sleeping habits if the boy woke
shouting obscenities.

Abandoning Ritsuka's ears,
Soubi lifted Ritsuka's tail into one hand and gently curled his
fingers around the base with the other; proceeding to softly stroke
the dark velvety fur, watching Ritsuka's face cautiously.

Ritsuka tossed head,
arched his back, and let loose the loudest moan Soubi had heard
in...years. The reaction startled him so badly that he nearly
dropped the guilty tail. His Ritsuka was so...responsive. And asleep.

Oops.

Very carefully, stroking
even softer than before, Soubi watched with a detached sort of
fascination as Ritsuka's cheeks colored and his lips fell open to
pant quietly. Hm. He had never payed much attention to Ritsuka's
tail; other than finding it cute when it curled around his wrist
occasionally when they kissed, or how amusing it was when the fur
puffed and bristled when Ritsuka got angry. Ritsuka still got annoyed
when he pet or nibbled his kitten ears, so Soubi had assumed the tail
was certainly off limits as well. Now...

Ritsuka was starting to
press himself into the mattress in a very obvious way. Soubi
immediately pulled away his hands, receiving a disproving grumble. He
was not a pervert. Any continuation was only appropriate with a
conscious participant. Besides, Soubi's curiosity on the sensitivity
of Ritsuka's tail was beyond satisfied. It would be a pity when the
erogenous tail was lost, but luckily Soubi had no intention of taking
it soon. He wasn't lying when he had told Ritsuka he wasn't sexually
interested in kids. Soubi desired to be with Ritsuka, his love and
sacrifice. But Soubi did not lust for Ritsuka's body, yet.

There was a time for
everything, and now it was time for Ritsuka to wake up.

There was one method that
never failed; Soubi just preferred not to use it because it was too
easy. With a sigh, Soubi reached into the front pocket of his jacket.
- Beep Beep Beep
  *
Ritsuka's eyes snapped open, arms flailing about to
locate the cellphone automatically, nearly throwing his pillow off
the bed when he couldn't find it by his side. Soubi chuckled out
loud, seeing as he had placed it on the desk before tucking Ritsuka
into bed, and Ritsuka froze.

“Soubi...?”
Ritsuka whispered slowly, eyes flickering around hesitantly as he
tried to recollect the time and place. He was slightly out of breathe
and uncomfortable, not sure why. A shiver rippled up his spine and
suddenly he remembered- his birthday! Waiting! Soubi hadn't come...!

“Soubi,
you jerk! Why are you here?!”

Soubi sighed. He had
suspected Ritsuka would be frustrated with him, but not angry.
“Because I wanted to be with Ritsuka, isn't that what you told
me to do?”

“You...you
missed my birthday!” Ritsuka shouted, though inwardly he
cringed. Did he have the right to sound accusing, when he had given
an order after all? Well, orders were stupid any way...

“It's
10:30 PM....”

“But
you...” Ritsuka glanced at his alarm clock. It really was still
his birthday? How embarrassing! But that didn't erase his hurting
earlier... “You... you didn't come to the party...” he
finished weakly, ears drooping in obvious disappointment.

Soubi stepped forward,
reaching out to comfort- and Ritsuka backed away from his hands,
pressing himself into the wall adjacent to the bed. Soubi's
expression looked saddened, and Ritsuka looked away; feeling lost.
The teenager didn't know whether he wanted to pull Soubi close or
tell him to leave. He had wanted so badly for Soubi to come and spend
his birthday with him... Yet he was upset Soubi had made him feel
like such a mess earlier. It was all Ritsuka could do to ask,
“Why...?”

“I
thought you would know...” Soubi started, and made to grab for
him again. This time Ritsuka didn't move away, but he didn't meet the
older man's eyes. Encircling the younger boy in his arms, Soubi
pulled Ritsuka away from the wall and into his lap. Ritsuka's tail
twitched irritably and Soubi smiled, pushing his lips against
Ritsuka's ear to whisper sincerely, “I wanted you all to
myself, to give you your present. And to be with you alone.”

Ritsuka
closed his eyes tightly, burying his face into Soubi's jacket and
fisting the fabric in his hands. He should have known... but he had
hurt and doubted instead. He felt so stupid now. “Idiot...”
Ritsuka mumbled into Soubi's chest. There were still questions he
wanted to ask and things he wanted to accuse Soubi of doing... But
that could wait for awhile. Right now he just wanted to stay here,
pressed into Soubi's warmth. Soubi was here now, with him.

Soubi felt a great weight
lifted from his conscience, running his fingers through Ritsuka's
silky black hair contently. It seemed Ritsuka had forgiven him yet
again. He really didn't deserve such selfless forgiveness, but he
loved Ritsuka all the more for it. So honest and pure was his
sacrifice, he still felt undeserving. He would likely always be, but
he could make up for it as much as possible...

“I
thought you didn't want to come.” Ritsuka's quiet voice mumbled
against fabric moments later, and Soubi held him tighter. “I
thought that it meant you didn't...” Care? Love me? Ritsuka
didn't continue but Soubi pulled back and tipped up the boys chin,
asking for the attention of violet eyes.

“I
love you. I've wanted to see you all day. I just selfishly wanted you
to myself, mine alone.” Ritsuka felt his face grow hot at
Soubi's words. He believed them, now. He felt guilty for
doubting this, even though Soubi had lied to him many times before.
There were a few things that Soubi never lied about. Ritsuka could
count them on one hand, but at least there were those few things he
could rely on. And Ritsuka needed those few truths. Needed them to be
real.

“I...understand.”
Swallowing hard, Ritsuka looked away from Soubi's eyes and down to
his lips. Soubi usually kissed him every time they were alone.
He...wanted a kiss. Licking his lips, Ritsuka glanced back up and
found Soubi smirking at him knowingly. That jerk... Soubi was going
to make him ask for it, wasn't he? How embarrassing... But it was his
birthday, so he could be selfish, just a little, also.

“Kiss
me.” Ritsuka finally said, with a determination that made
Soubi's eyes sparkle with amusement.

“Is
that an order?” Soubi smiled, and Ritsuka's tail bristled just
the way Soubi loved so much.

“Don't...make
me repeat myself.” Ritsuka affirmed, unsuccessfully trying to
will away his blush.

“Alright.”
Soubi leaned down as Ritsuka pushed himself up some, pressing their
lips together softly.

“Mm...”
Ritsuka closed his eyes at the contact, getting used to the feel of
Soubi's lips brushing across his own all over again. It felt profound
every time, even though the sensation was familiar. Hesitantly,
Ritsuka lifted his hand to wrap around Soubi's neck and tangle in
hair. When Soubi didn't pull away or do anything embarrassing,
Ritsuka sighed contently and pressed their lips together a bit more
firmly.

'So
demanding tonight' Soubi mused to himself, stroking the curve of
Ritsuka's lower back. He could allow some physical relief for his
sacrifice tonight. It was Ritsuka's birthday, after all. Pushing his
tongue past Ritsuka's relaxed lips, Soubi felt the boy stiffen in
brief shock before allowing the intrusion. Stroking Ritsuka's tongue
encouragingly with his own, Soubi smiled around Ritsuka's lips as the
other moaned and pressed against his stomach. Ritsuka was half
hard... He himself wasn't aroused, but it felt very nice. Ritsuka was
warm, soft, and beautiful.

“Soubi...”
Ritsuka whispered, pulling back slightly for a large breath of air.
It felt uncomfortably hot suddenly, even though Ritsuka found himself
only pushing himself closer to Soubi's warmth. The older man had
allowed their relationship to become slightly more physical, but
Ritsuka had always been surprised Soubi never pushed the boundaries
very far. Kisses like this... were nice. Strange, even now to him,
but nice. He recalled spending a few hours on his thirteenth birthday
fearfully thinking that somehow Soubi had found out the date and
would come to take his ears. Now rather than being frightened, he
wondered how long Soubi would wait. How old was old enough? Not that
he was...waiting, or anything....

Soubi
closed the distance once more, meeting Ritsuka's parted lips and
focusing on giving Ritsuka as much pleasure as possible without
overexciting the poor boy. Pulling Ritsuka's tongue into his own
mouth, Soubi sucked gently. Ritsuka's fingers tugged at his hair in
response, thighs clenching around the fighter's waist. 'Hmm, too
much?' Soubi wondered idly. What should he allow? Was it more
cruel to taint Ritsuka's innocence further, or to stop soon and leave
him frustrated?

Releasing Ritsuka's mouth,
Soubi nibbled gently on his lower lip before slinking lower to lap at
the skin under Ritsuka's chin. Ritsuka moaned and let his head fall
back, hands tugging insistently at Soubi's hair. It stung mildly, but
Soubi didn't mind. It was a welcomed pain. Feeling a bit daring,
Soubi pulled the skin carefully into his mouth and suckled, intent on
leaving a pleasant reminder for Ritsuka to see the next morning.

“Ah...Soubi,
you...” Ritsuka gasped, trailing off as Soubi's tongue traced
the edge of his ear before plunging inward to trace the inner shell.
Ritsuka cried out in surprise, wrapping his arms around Soubi's head
to pull him closer, even though the the sensation of Soubi playing
with his ear made him push down the urge to jerk away. It felt
slightly gross, but it made his body twitch and tingle pleasantly.
Being with Soubi like this was always overwhelming. Everything other
than the familiarity of a kiss felt new and startling. Recently he
had found himself craving these sessions. Soubi has said they were
connected, but these moments of physical intimacy made him feel like
they were touching on the edge of some other connection or means of
becoming closer. Ritsuka wanted to be closer to Soubi, everyday.
Until the day when names didn't matter anymore. And here it was
again, that feeling...

Ritsuka's hips were
rolling awkwardly against his stomach now, Soubi noted. It would be
wisest to stop. Ritsuka's teenage body was incredibly easy for him to
read, though Soubi doubted Ritsuka was aware of it. Soubi was certain
that Ritsuka would be more embarrassed if he knew his fighter could
feel the hardness against his abdomen fumbling for friction. Gripping
Ritsuka's hips firmly in his hands, Soubi stilled the boy's
unconscious efforts. Ritsuka groaned and squirmed slightly, holding
Soubi's face in his hands and looking up with dazed eyes full of
questions. Yes, it was definitely time to stop for the night, Soubi
decided.

“That's
enough for tonight...” Soubi whispered, kissing Ritsuka's
forehead softly, pushing a few stray hairs behind Ritsuka's ear with
one hand.

“Wha...?
No!” Ritsuka protested, instantly turning red once the words
left his mouth. Soubi laughed slightly at the outburst and Ritsuka
looked down; but didn't take his hands away or move from his
position. “I mean...” Ritsuka began again, slowly,
“...Why are you stopping? So...soon...”

For once, Ritsuka wanted
to know how close he could get to Soubi if they didn't stop. Would he
lose his ears? He wasn't so sure he cared anymore, if he ever had at
all. He wasn't normal. No 12 year old that dated a 20 year old was
normal. 14 year olds dating 22 year olds weren't normal either. Was
he living like an adult or a kid? He'd prefer to be one or the other,
and not in between. The only thing that worried him was his mother's
reaction... If she noticed at all...

“It
would be dangerous to continue.” Soubi explained bluntly. “You
would only be more upset if we continued and I stopped at a later
point.”

Ritsuka bit his lip, more
angry, frustrated, or embarrassed, he didn't know.

“Why
do we have to stop at all?!”

There was silence then. Ritsuka wanted to curl up in the
corner and... hide, or cry. Maybe both. How humiliating...!! Soubi
was the only one who ever made him feel this horrible! But... Soubi
was also the only one he had even vaguely sexual conversations with,
though talking about sex in general didn't embarrass him much. Was
sex this humiliating....? He hoped not, though he wouldn't be
surprised. Soubi would be involved, after all.

“You aren't old enough yet, Ritsuka.”

The said boy scowled darkly at the words. “How old
is old enough!?”

“It isn't time yet...” Soubi sighed, and
Ritsuka wondered is he was being annoying. He really didn't care,
Soubi was annoying -him.-

“There are a couple kids in my class who already
lost their ears...” Ritsuka frowned, staring at Soubi's face
irritably to make sure he was paying attention. “They aren't
even in love... and we... you say you love me! And we've been
together for two years now...” Two long, stressful
years. “You even said you would make me lose my ears some day!
Did you change your mind?! Why do you tease me then? That's... that's
cruel!”

Soubi pulled Ritsuka close and trapped him, knowing the
boy would struggle. Ritsuka did, but then he returned the embrace
clutching at Soubi's back and hiding his face. 'Are you crying,
Ritsuka?' Soubi wondered sadly. He hated it when Ritsuka
cried... It was something beautiful to watch, but it tore at his
insides painfully. Soubi knew he was cruel, but what else could he
do? Nothing. He knew exactly what he was doing. No longer did he have
to use spells to keep them connected. However, he had been training
Ritsuka from the very beginning, and this was also training. Ritsuka
wanted answers... but every answer he could possibly give would hurt
the boy's feelings. Ritsuka was sensitive, so sensitive... But
Ritsuka valued honesty...

“I love you, Ritsuka.” An audible sob
escaped and Soubi stroked his back gently. “I love you
but...you're still just a child.”

Ritsuka froze.

'I'm
not sexually interested in a kid...'

Slowly pulling back, Ritsuka stared up at Soubi's
impassive face in shock. That was it...? It was his fault...? That
was Soubi's problem? Did Soubi feel nothing when they kissed...? Did
Soubi feel like he did at all...? Was Soubi...not even attracted to
him? Nothing...? He...

“Soubi... go home, please.”

Something in his face must've answered the unspoken,
because Soubi didn't ask if it was an order or not.

“Please...”

And Soubi was gone.

Ritsuka stood, slightly
dizzy, and straightened his bed sheets before laying down on top of
them. Curling around his knees, he stared at the wall. He needed to
think.... About Soubi, and everything else...

'Am I really just a kid
to him...?'

Behind him, an untouched
package lay on the corner of his desk.

~**** To be continued....

Oiiiiii~! I'm so cruel!
Sorry! And Ritsuka didn't even get his present! But I'm very specific
in how I view Soubi's perversion and the extent of his beliefs. I
truly don't think Soubi is sexually interested in kids :P But you'll
see how that works out.... * evil laugh * And please forgive mistakes
as best you can, because I don't use a beta... ALSO NOTE: In the manga Soubi specifically stated to Ritsuka he wasn't sexually interested in kids, however in the anime he only said "Not yet, when you're older"
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