As Long As You're Mine

As Long As You're Mine
Chapter 2 out of ?: I Need Help Believing...
“It's going to rain...” A dark haired, cat-eared child walked through the streets, his hands in his pockets, shielding them from the chilling wind. Like all Wednesdays, Ritsuka had to walk to the bus stop so he could go to his therapist, but this day was unlike most. This day would change the cat-boy's life.
He stopped at the bus stop, and a tall figure stood next to him, wrapping an arm around the lean shoulders. “Hello, Ritsuka.” The stranger said, leaning down to whisper in the boy's ear. “I missed you.”
The boy shrugged out of the taller man's grasp. “Go away, Soubi...” He all but hissed at the college student who feigned a hurt expression, though the boy wouldn't look up at him. “I'm busy, so just go away.”
Soubi feigned a look of hurt. “Busy? It's just your therapist. Let me come with you, Ritsuka.” He put his arm back around the boy's shoulders. “Just this once?”
Ritsuka glared up at the fighter. “NO! You can't come!” He yelled, shoving Soubi back as he got onto the bus. The blond watched as the angry cat-boy sat down and glared at him through the window.
Once the bus left the stop, the boy slowly started to drift into a gentle slumber, his head resting against the cool glass window.
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“He likes it when you order him around, Ritsuka...” An ominous voice cooed at the boy. Rituska's eyes snapped open and he stared into a familiar yet strange face. “And you shouldn't sleep on the bus, not only did you miss your stop, Ritsuka, but there could be some weirdos who'll want to take these precious ears from you.” The 'stranger' said, smooth fingers touching the soft fur atop the child's head.
“Seimei?” The sleepy boy asked, before rubbing his eyes. Ritsuka opened his orchid orbs to stare at his once deceased brother. The only logical explanation for this was that he was still asleep. The boy reached up with shaky, unbelieving hands to touch his brother's smiling features. “Seimei...”
The eldest Aoyagi just laughed and took his sibling's hands from his cheeks, holding them in his own, “Surprised to see me?”
Ritsuka could only stare at his brother. Seimei died, Ritsuka watched his body burn, but here he was, sitting on a bus holding his hands. “Wha... Seimei.. you're...”
The older brother kept his smile before leaning his face only inches away from Ritsuka. “Dead?” He asked menacingly before his lips touched his cheek lightly. They lingered for a moment before the bus came to a halt and Seimei stood, bringing Ritsuka, still holding one of his hands, with him. He pulled Ritsuka off the bus and down one of the empty streets. Thunder roared above them as the ominous black clouds swirled in the darkened sky.
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“Sou-chan!” Kio sang as he bounced up to the college student who looked at his blank canvass intently, trying to imagine the picture within that would soon spring to life. Kio stood behind Soubi and stared at his blank canvass along with him, a lolly-pop in his mouth. “Sou-chan... it's due tomorrow...” He muttered around the candy as he draped his arms over Soubi's shoulders, hugging him from behind.
Soubi just nodded as he continued to stare at it. “Kio... I have a bad feeling...”
“You're just a pervert, Sou-chan.” Kio said happily as he took the paint brush from his hand, but soubi quickly snatched it back. “Thinking about your precious Ritsuka?” Soubi just nodded as he knelt down onto the floor and began to paint.
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“Seimei, what are you doing?” Ritsuka asked stupidly as he was being pulled into a dark alley as large drops fell from the sky. He eldest just smiled at him until darkness consumed the two completely, the only light being the small street lamp over forty yards away. “Seim-” The boy was cut off by his brother's large hand covering his mouth.
“Shhhh.” Seimei hushed, soon removing his hand to replace it with his soft lips. Ritsuka started to pull away, but found he was pressed to the alley wall. The lips upon his own crushed forward roughly and a smooth, wet tongue pushed its way into his mouth. The boy tried to fight back, but his frail, petite body wasn't anything compared to his larger brother's. Ritsuka's eyes closed of their own accord and he opened his mouth a little more, more for comfort of his invaded orifice than pleasure, since his brother's tongue was slithering around his own tongue, gums, and teeth.
Seimei finally pulled away when he started having trouble putting his hand up the child's shirt. He glared angrily at the sweater before ripping it in half; an arm of the dark fabric drifting like a piece of paper to the ground. Seimei placed his hand on the warm chest, a finger teasing the exposed nipple. Ritsuka gasped, leaving him open for another bruising assault on his lips.
“Seimei... stop...” He groaned, trying once again to push his strong older brother away, but it didn't help his situation; his brother's hand was still massaging the now erect nipple and his tongue was pressing to the back of his throat.
Moisture dripped on the two from above in large, but slow, drops. Lightning flashed, illuminating the brothers for a slit second. Ritsuka's feet could no longer reach the ground; Seimei had him pinned up on the wall for an easier access of the child's warm mouth. The hand that was once resting on Ritsuka's lean chest, massaging the erect nipple, now rested on the button of the child's pants. His other hand helped hold the boy up from under his warm cheeks. Their lips continued to mash themselves together, though Ritsuka started to attempt to stop the tongue from invading his space.
Ritsuka really began to struggle when the hand at his pants slipped easily inside the now open fly to caress the child's small, yet growing, member through his underwear, “Seimei! Stop! What are you doing?! Stop i...” He was cut off once again by his brother's tongue penetrating his lips.