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A/N: I
can�t believe it�s been half a year. So very sorry for the lack of update.
First, I have to make a confession. When I first wrote this fic,
I wasn�t thinking much of the plot. I only thought as far as the last chapter
but I could think of no resolution. After much daydreaming last week, I finally
found my muse. If things go smoothly, it will end in two or three chapters.
Secondly, well thesis isn�t inspiring me to write fanfic
so pardon if this isn�t as good as the previous chapters. I�ll stop babbling
now. Enjoy!

Disclaimer:
Loveless belongs to Kouga Yun.

Bloody Reality

Stupid and
reckless. His actions were definitely stupid and reckless. Seimei
could be suspicious. Seimei might already know. But
it wasn�t himself that Soubi was worried about. He
didn�t want to lose sight of Ritsuka ever again. Who
knew where Seimei will take the boy to if he knew
that Soubi was already in the same city? He shouldn�t
take such a big risk. He shouldn�t have let lust ruled his logic. He should�ve
waited and plotted a plan.

And yet he
couldn�t resist Ritsuka. He couldn�t resist following
the boy. Couldn�t resist pulling him to hidden corners and dark alleyways
whenever the opportunity arose. Couldn�t resist laying his own claims on the
boy. A minute away from the boy was millennia for him. It hurt him to not be
close to Ritsuka. He needed Ritsuka
to live. It�s a mistake. It�s not the way things were supposed to go. But how
else was Soubi supposed to show his love for Ritsuka?

Ritsuka sagged against Soubi�s
larger body, letting the man stroke his body and kiss his face. They panted for
breath as they tried to regain their composure after sharing passion. Their
senses slowly began to pick up the sound of life from all around them that they
had ignored in the height of pleasure. Soubi buried
his face in Ritsuka�s damp hair, enjoying having the
love of his life so near. He wanted to stay like this forever; just holding Ritsuka, touching him, smelling his scent� He wanted to own
Ritsuka. Soubi was overcome
with the urge to never let go but that was impossible.

�They must
be worried.� The boy muttered but without letting go of his grasp on Soubi�s coat. He shifted slightly on the blonde�s lap,
causing Soubi to bite his lip to hold back a moan.
His desire stirred back despite having been spent just minutes ago. He could
never have enough of this. He could never have enough of Ritsuka.
How did the boy affect him so? Soubi had been with
many others before. He had been with those much more skillful and yet he had
never experienced such unquenchable lust. He was scared sometimes, scared that
he would break Ritsuka with his love. But he couldn�t
stay away from the boy for too long. He couldn�t live without Ritsuka.

�Do you
want to go now?� Soubi asked, trying to sound
collected when all he wanted was claiming Ritsuka
again and again.

Ritsuka made a soft sound then slowly lifted himself up. He
sighed enticingly when he was empty again, causing Soubi�s
desire to rise once more. There�s little time left for them, though. He held
himself back and walked Ritsuka back to where they
had met after fixing their appearances.

The street
still bustled with activity. No one realized what had happened. People laughed
as they walked past them. Some glanced at Ritsuka and
smiled, undoubtedly falling for his innocent appearance. Children ran around,
laughing at the world of adults. It crossed Soubi�s
mind that he should feel guilty. He had tainted Ritsuka,
a child. He had taken away his innocence. He had introduced Ritsuka
to perverse world of adults. He was guilty of this, indeed. And yet he felt no
guilt.

It was not
a mistake to love, was it? Soubi loved Ritsuka. He was sure of it now. Maybe his methods were
wrong. He definitely started it out the wrong way. But how else was he supposed
to show his love when their rendezvous was limited by time and secrecy? Would Ritsuka understand how much it hurt him when he saw the
marks Seimei left on the boy�s fair skin? Would Ritsuka understand what he felt? Would Ritsuka
understand the necessity of keeping Seimei in the
dark? Would Ritsuka accept the fact that Seimei wasn�t the angel he thought he was?

�How much
longer are you going to hide from Seimei?� Ritsuka asked, frowning at the tall blond.

Soubi smiled. No, Ritsuka
wouldn�t understand. Soubi couldn�t destroy his idealization
of Seimei, either. Ritsuka
would be upset. Ritsuka wouldn�t believe him. And
having Ritsuka avoiding him would hurt more than
having someone else take Ritsuka away. �Shinonome is looking for you.�

Ritsuka glanced at the panicking woman briefly but didn�t
move. �Why wouldn�t you meet Seimei? It�s been over a
month.� He demanded. He stopped, studying Soubi�s
expression. Soubi wondered how well the boy could
read him. Could he see the truth? Did he want to see the truth? �Do you hate Seimei?�

Yes, Soubi wanted to say. Yes, he hated Seimei.
Because Seimei took Ritsuka
away from him. Because Seimei would hurt anyone who
dared to come near Ritsuka. Because Seimei would only hurt Ritsuka.
Because Seimei was too dangerous. Because Seimei was the one Ritsuka loved
and not Soubi. Because Soubi
didn�t know how to make Ritsuka love him instead of Seimei.

�I�d rather
not meet him now. I still have things to do.� Soubi
lied smoothly, keeping the ugly truth to himself.

Ritsuka was unconvinced. Few things escaped his attention,
after all. �Then why wouldn�t you let me tell him that you�re here?�

�I want to
give him a surprise. Now, didn�t you say you want to buy a cat?�

Ritsuka was still suspicious but decided to drop the topic.
He did say he wanted to buy a cat to accompany him in the apartment where he
lived with Seimei. Soubi
had been there before, watching the building with longing. He wished nothing
more than to storm in and take Ritsuka with him to a
place where Seimei�s claws couldn�t reach. He knew he
wouldn�t succeed though. Seimei was a powerful man
and Soubi was no one. If he wanted to take Ritsuka away, he would have to do so stealthily. But how?

Ritsuka nodded. �When will I see you again?� He asked,
looking at Soubi innocently.

The idea
that Ritsuka wanted to see him again, nearly made Soubi burst with happiness. He was wanted! Ritsuka wanted him! He wasn�t just a fling! He wasn�t just
a broken toy! Ritsuka wanted him! Ritsuka
wanted him!

Soubi wanted to hug Ritsuka, kiss
him, and tell him how much he loved him, how much he�s willing to sacrifice for
him, how he couldn�t live without Ritsuka. But he
couldn�t do it here. Not in front of others� judging eyes. Not in front of
those who thought that love was sin.

�Soon, Ritsuka.� He answered with a smile, promising himself
another taste of heaven to look forward to.

Ritsuka nodded in satisfaction and went away, approaching Shinonome with an innocent smile. Soubi
watched him calm the weeping woman, convincing her that he was all right on his
own. Shinonome believed him easily, unable to see how
tainted Ritsuka was behind the childish smile. But
did the boy even realize it?

Ritsuka was not a fool. He was aware of the meaning of his
actions. He was aware that what he did with Soubi and
Seimei wasn�t natural. He must be aware that Seimei�s affection for him wasn�t natural. And yet he
seemed to take it as if it was the most natural thing to happen. He accepted
the odd facts calmly as a part of his life.

Did Ritsuka feel guilty? Did he feel sick? Soubi
didn�t know. He wasn�t sure he wanted to know.

Soubi gave the boy one last longing look then turned to
leave.

*

�Did you
meet the boy again today?� Ritsu asked, glancing up
from his computer when Soubi entered the room they
shared.

Soubi didn�t bother to look at his employee as he answered.
�Yes.� He sat down on a chair and closed his eyes. Entering the room always
made him feel suffocated. He felt filthy, like he didn�t deserve to have Ritsuka. He wondered if that was Ritsu�s
objective all along but didn�t entertain the thought for very long. Instead he
focused his thoughts on Ritsuka, the only person who
made him feel human. He didn�t need to be reminded that he was just a dirty
whore. He didn�t have to be reminded that he was the person who sold his body
and soul for a scrap of comfort. He would always remember the facts. He would
always know how unworthy he was of mercy. What Soubi
needed to remember was how he, despite anything, could still love. He needed to
remember that he had sold away his most precious possession, his heart. The
heart he had given away to Ritsuka.

�I didn�t
expect you to be so foolish.� Ritsu�s voice came from
somewhere close to him. Soubi opened his eyes slowly
but still refused to look at the older man. �Do you think Seimei
wouldn�t notice it? He had eyes everywhere. Sooner or later he would grow
suspicious of his brother�s minor disappearances. What do you think he would do
then?�

�He
wouldn�t hurt Ritsuka.� Soubi
answered. He knew that it was true. Seimei, no matter
how malicious, would never hurt Ritsuka.

�He�ll hurt
whoever he thought responsible and he will take Ritsuka
away.� Ritsu informed him, voicing Soubi�s thoughts.

Unwillingly,
Soubi looked at Ritsu�s
cold eyes. He saw no pity there, only indifference. He knew Ritsu
told him this to shake him up. It was a possibility Soubi
had thought of frequently but always dismissed whenever he met Ritsuka. He knew he was avoiding the truth. He knew Ritsu was right. He should�ve given it more thought.

�It�s only
a matter of time before he notices and takes actions. He isn�t so different
from you in that he loves the boy.�

Soubi didn�t reply. He loathed being compared to Seimei. Unlike him, Soubi would
never go as far as removing anyone who dared to be close to Ritsuka.
He loved Ritsuka but he would never lock him up in a
bloody cage. Soubi knew the pain. He knew the
loneliness. Soubi knew how it felt to be reduced to
something less than a human, just a tool to sate another�s desire. He�d never
make Ritsuka feel that way.

But Seimei will. Seimei definitely
will when he knew the truth behind Ritsuka�s
disappearances. Soubi didn�t care much for his
well-being but what about Ritsuka. Would he leave the
boy�s fate in Seimei�s cruel hands? Should he take
action first? Should he let Seimei steal the fleeting
chance?

�Why do you
tell me this?� Soubi asked aloud. He didn�t believe
that Ritsu would do it out of kindness. The man had
no place in his frozen heart for that.

�I have my
reasons.� Ritsu said as he stood in front of Soubi.

Soubi closed his eyes, burying down his suspicion and the
sick feeling inside his stomach as Ritsu pressed his
cold lips against him. No, it wasn�t an act of kindness. Ritsu
definitely had his own agenda, an agenda that involved Soubi.
He didn�t want to get tangled up in the web of poison that Ritsu
had set but he knew he no longer had a choice. He was trapped, a disposable
pawn in Ritsu�s cruel game.

It�s too
late to run. Even if it�s not, he wouldn�t. Not when he had Ritsuka
so close to him. He couldn�t let go of the chance to be with Ritsuka. Even if it would cost him his life.

*

�She died.�

Soubi looked at his little lover in askance. He noticed
that Ritsuka was in a considerably bad mood when he
pulled him to this quiet alley. The boy seemed sad, unlike usual. Ritsuka was always quietly excited by little things in the
foreign city. There was always something new, something beautiful, something
entertaining to him.

Death? Had Seimei finally show his true nature? Soubi
immediately thought of Shinonome. He hadn�t seen her
when he met Ritsuka just now. Was it her? Did Seimei kill her?

�Who is?�

�The cat I
bought the other day.� Ritsuka answered, looking down
at his feet sadly. �She was fine when I left the apartment yesterday but when I
came back, she has died.�

Soubi got down to his knees so he could look directly into Ritsuka�s eyes. He realized it�s not time to satiate his
longing. Ritsuka needed compassion now, not passion.
�What happened?�

Ritsuka shook his head. �I don�t know. She�s dead when I
found her. I found a bit of blood. Seimei said she
ate something she shouldn�t have.�

Soubi frowned slightly. He remembered when Ritsuka bought some fishes and they died soon after for no
apparent reason. The boy hadn�t been too attached to the animals so he hadn�t
felt so sad then. Maybe Soubi was over thinking this
but could it be? Could it be that Seimei killed those
animals?

He knew the
young man was obsessed with Ritsuka. He wouldn�t want
anyone to get near the boy. But would he go as far as killing Ritsuka�s pet? Was his feeling so twisted as to let
absolutely nothing gain Ritsuka�s compassion? Did he
really plan to keep Ritsuka to himself regardless of
the method? Who would be the next victim? Did he even care about how that would
make Ritsuka feel? No. It�s obvious that all Seimei ever thought about was pleasing himself. Others;
fates didn�t matter to him.

�Soubi?� Ritsuka looked at the
tall blond in confusion, noting the storm of thoughts and emotion crossing his
face briefly. He frowned, noticing something off. Soubi
tried to keep his expression neutral again but it was too late. �You don�t
think Seimei did it, do you?�

�Ritsuka��

�No!� Ritsuka exclaimed, eyes flashing with anger. Fear chilled Soubi�s heart. Had he driven Ritsuka
away with this revelation? �No! Seimei is a very kind
person! He will never hurt anyone!�

But he had,
Ritsuka, he had. He had hurt Soubi
and he would probably hurt others. He would hurt others if he thought it would
make him own Ritsuka. Ritsuka
didn�t belong to anyone, though. He was still free, still unaware of the chains
Seimei slowly, meticulously wrapped around him. Ritsuka still had a chance to free himself but for how
long? How much time they have before the chains got too tight, allowing Ritsuka no escape but death? Should Soubi
tell the truth? Should Soubi break his heart? Would Ritsuka trust him or would he run from him instead? Or
should he risk Ritsuka�s well-being with his
hesitance?

�Seimei won�t do that. Soubi! He
won�t!� Ritsuka insisted.

�Ritsuka�� Soubi started, pausing
to gather his courage. Was it the right thing? Maybe not but he couldn�t leave Ritsuka in the demon�s care. He couldn�t let Ritsuka be fooled by Seimei�s
fake charms. �Would you like to know why I don�t want to meet Seimei?� He watched confusion and anger in the boy�s
beautiful mauve eyes. Ritsuka might not be ready for
the truth but he shouldn�t be kept in the dark for much longer. He must know Seimei�s true nature, even if it�d hurt him. Soubi waited until the boy nodded before continuing. �Then
meet me tonight. I�ll be waiting outside your apartment.�

Ritsuka hesitated before nodding. Curiosity had gotten the
better of him but what would it turn into when he learnt the truth?

*

Soubi waited in the shadows of another building near Ritsuka�s apartment. He knew he must not be seen by anyone.
If Seimei even heard that he was around, who knew
what he would do?

Soubi watched the entrance to the tall apartment building
anxiously. As the second passed, he grew more and more worried. Did Ritsuka manage to leave? What did Seimei
say? What would he do if he grew suspicious?

Every
person looking his way seemed suspicious. Soubi knew
he was being paranoid but couldn�t stop himself. Seimei
was a powerful man. Soubi knew his kind very well. He
knew how they thought they could buy everything. He knew they thought they own
everything they fancied. These people lived in their own twisted little world,
unaware of how it overlapped with others� world. Their fear of not belonging in
the vast world was both their weakness and their strength.

Soubi had been in that world, played their cruel games,
allowing them to push away insecurity with his submission. He was never fully
submissive though. He knew he never belonged with them. He would never allow
himself to belong to anyone. Their money could only buy them pity and
well-disguised disdain from Soubi.

But Seimei was different. Seimei knew
when and where to strike. He loathed others except for Ritsuka
but he knew his enemies well. He knew how to hurt. He had a sense of purpose.
He never aimed to please anyone but himself. And his purpose, his aim, was Ritsuka. Did he truly love Ritsuka,
Soubi wondered. Or was it just lust? Did he feel
anything beyond possessiveness? Did he feel happy just to be with Ritsuka? Did he feel compelled to make Ritsuka
smile? Did Ritsuka smile make his chest tighten? Did
it hurt him when Ritsuka was away? Could he put Ritsuka�s happiness beyond his own?

�Soubi! I�ve been looking for you!�

Soubi was startled out of his musing by the familiar voice.
He immediately smiled, hiding his dark thoughts. �I�m sorry, Ritsuka. I don�t want to be seen.� He said honestly.

�Why?�

Soubi shook his head. �Let�s go somewhere first. Does Seimei know you�re coming with me?�

�No. Seimei has some work to do. He won�t be back until late.�

The
disappointment in Ritsuka�s voice nearly broke Soubi�s heart. He didn�t show it, though. Soubi held Ritsuka�s hand and
gently tug him to the direction of a park he knew of. �Let�s go.�

Ritsuka said nothing on the way there, keeping his thought
to himself. Soubi glanced at his discreetly wondering
what�s going on in his mind. He wished he knew so he could prepare himself for
the outcome of his rash plan. He tightened his hold on Ritsuka�s
tiny hand, feeling familiar warmth entered his heart. It chased away his fear
though not completely. It still lingered there, reminding him of the grim
possibility that this could be the last time he saw Ritsuka.

The park
was silent save from the distant sounds of cars passing by, the gentle rustling
of leaves, and voices of nocturnal animals. Sweet scent of flowers and fresh
grass invaded their senses. Light infiltrate the darkness in several places,
but unable to overcome it completely. When they looked up they saw stars
glimmering and the silver moon partially covered by cloud.

Soubi let Ritsuka admired the
site for a while before pulling him further away from the street to a deserted
part of the park. He didn�t know what exactly he was going to say, but he knew
he had to explain to Ritsuka somehow. He dreaded what
it could entail but what option did he have?

They sat on
a park bench illuminated by lamppost. Ritsuka said
nothing, quietly watching the darkness. Soubi watched
him for a while, admiring his little love. His fair skin was beautifully graced
by the dim light, his mauve eyes shone with intense emotion. Wind played with
his dark hair, enticing Soubi to weave his fingers
through the soft strands. It�s not time for that, though.

�Ritsuka, do you want to know why I don�t want to meet Seimei?�

Ritsuka turned to look at him and nodded. �Do you hate
him?�

Soubi closed his eyes briefly, gathering courage. �Yes.� He
said clearly, knowing with all his heart that it was the honest answer.

Ritsuka frowned, upset by the revelation. �But why? What
has he done to you?�

Soubi opened his mouth to answer but was interrupted by a
shrill scream from somewhere near. Ritsuka looked
around in alarm but saw nothing. Soubi stood up,
ready to protect Ritsuka if needed. That voice seemed
familiar, though. Was it someone he knew?

�Soubi, we have to help her!� Ritsuka
pleaded, pulling Soubi�s hand.

Truthfully,
Soubi couldn�t care less about the fate of a
stranger. He had lived on the streets for many years. He had witnessed things
worse than death. He had been subjected to some of them and no one had come to
help. But he couldn�t ignore Ritsuka�s plea. He
simply couldn�t refuse anything the boy asked.

Soubi nodded and searched the source of the voice. Ritsuka followed closely behind despite having been told to
not follow. Who knew what kind of danger the situation might present? Soubi wanted to persuade the boy to go but fearful sobs
alerted them. They followed it and hid behind a bush as Soubi
assessed the situation before deciding the next course of action. An armed man
pointed a gun at a bleeding woman. The cold sneer on the man�s face indicated
that he was unmoved by the deed he was about to do. In fact, he seemed to enjoy
it.

�W-why do
you do this?� Shinonome asked, trying to act tough
despite her wound.

�I am
ordered to. Simple as that.� Nisei answered coldly.

Ritsuka gasped softly but didn�t move. There was disbelieve
in his eyes, desperately hoping that the world was not as cruel as it really
was. Soubi knew that Ritsuka
knew it wasn�t true, though. He might be oblivious but he was not ignorant. Soubi watched him carefully. This was what the boy asked
for. He wanted the truth. Here was the truth.

�B-but� I
didn�t do anything�� Shinonome said in defense,
clutching the bloody wound in her arm. Tears poured from her eyes as she
pleaded for her life.

Nisei
snickered, looking at the woman begging for her life in disdain. �You have
displeased Seimei. That�s your mistake�

Soubi glanced at Ritsuka. In the
low light he could tell that Ritsuka was shocked. The
boy clutched Soubi�s coat tightly as he grew pale.
His small body trembled.

His trust
had been violated. He had worshipped Seimei, believed
that he wasn�t capable of evil, but here Ritsuka was
proven terribly wrong. He saw now how little Seimei
cared for another�s life. His affection for Ritsuka
had gone too far.His kindness was a mask. His words
were lies. Soubi could see Ritsuka�s
affection toward Seimei crumbled before his eyes. No
longer was he an angel to the boy�s eyes. No longer was he perfection. No
longer was he loved.

Shinonome continued to beg and cry but Nisei was unmoved. Soubi did nothing, waiting for Ritsuka�s
response. He wasn�t concerned of Shinonomen�s
well-being. His priority was Ritsuka. It would always
be Ritsuka.

�D-don�t
kill me� please��

�Safe her.�
Ritsuka whispered, looking down at his feet. Were
those tears in his eyes? �Safe her.� He repeated again, a little louder this
time. �Safe her, Soubi.�

Soubi nodded and left the boy in safety. Nisei looked at
him in surprise, recognition flashed in his eyes. He moved his gun away from Shinonome to Soubi but the blond
was faster. He twisted Nisei�s arm, making him drop
the gun with a grunt of pain. To subdue him, Soubi
kicked him in the stomach, causing him to fall on the ground. He then took the
gun calmly and pointed it to Nisei�s head, ready to
execute the dark-haired man.

�Don�t kill
him!� Ritsuka cried, making Soubi
pause. The boy ran from his hiding place, approaching Shinonone.
Nisei looked at the boy in something akin to panic, no doubt worrying about his
fate when Seimei knew that Ritsuka
had witnessed this. Soubi clicked the gun�s safety
back on. To be left in Seimei�s mercy was a worse
fate than death.

�Aoyagi-kun��
Shinonome whimpered when Ritsuka
knelt beside her.

�Are you
all right, Shinonome-san?� Ritsuka
asked, carefully touching Shinonome�s bleeding arm. �Soubi!�

Understanding
the unspoken order, Soubi hit the back of Nisei�s neck with the handle of the gun, rendering him
unconscious. He threw the gun away then approached Ritsuka.
A quick look at Shinonome�s wound told him that it�s
not life-threatening. Still, she needed medical attention and there�s no place
in this city safe from Seimei. No place but one.

Soubi looked at Ritsuka�s
concerned expression and made up his mind. He took out his cell phone and
dialed the number he wished he�d never call.

*

�How is
she?� Ritsuka asked, standing up from his seat when
he saw Soubi.

Soubi closed the door behind him and looked at Ritsuka. The boy was nervous, agitated, and most of all
confused. Soubi had to force him to stay in another
room while the doctor Ritsu called attended Shinonome. Soubi understood that Ritsuka was looking for a distraction. So many things had
happened in such a short time. Dark secrets are revealed. Soubi
understood that it must be difficult for such a young mind to cope with it.
Denial was an easy escape, distraction was another. But Soubi
wanted Ritsuka to face it. He needed the boy to think
of it carefully, the meaning behind the events happening. He needed Ritsuka to allow himself to be saved from Seimei.

�She�s all
right.� Soubi said to calm his little lover.

Ritsuka sighed in relief then seated himself on a chair,
slouching his shoulders. Soubi waited for a reaction.
How would he deal with this? What would he do now that he knew the truth? Would
he allow himself to believe the truth? Would he leave Seimei?
Would he love Soubi in turn?

Soubi tried not to have his hopes up. Ritsuka
loved Seimei deeply. He had thought of him as the
perfect brother and lover. Soubi was just an escort
with nothing to offer but his broken heart and tainted body. Why would Ritsuka love him? Would he even think Soubi
worth his affection?

�Did Seimei really order Nisei to kill her?� Ritsuka
asked quietly.

�It appears
to be so.� Soubi answered carefully.

�Why?�

�Because he
loves you.� Soubi said, gaining himself Ritsuka�s attention. �Because he loves you too much.�

�What do
you mean?� Ritsuka asked, fear marring his beautiful
face.

Soubi took a deep breath. He didn�t wish to cause that kind
of expression on Ritsuka but what choice did he have?
Ritsuka must know the truth, no matter how difficult
it might be.

�Seimei will eliminate anyone who dares to come close to
you.�

�But he�s
the one who hired Shinonome-san to accompany me!� Ritsuka said, fear and anger battled in his eyes. He was
unwilling to believe but he had witnessed the attack firsthand. Questions and
doubts surfaced, frightening him. When Soubi didn�t
reply, he lowered his eyes again. �Why do you hate Seimei?�
Ritsuka asked with a tiny voice after a long moment
of silence.

Slowly Soubi approached Ritsuka. He
stood in front of the boy, waiting until he looked at him. The sorrow in Ritsuka�s eyes broke his heart. He almost changed his mind,
almost made up lies just to see happiness shone in those eyes again. Soubi fought the urge to embrace the boy. Instead, he began
undoing his shirt.

�This is
the truth, Ritsuka.� He whispered, holding Ritsuka�s gaze with his own. When he finished unbuttoning
his shirt his let his arms fall on either side of him, waiting.

Slowly Ritsuka�s eyes gazed lower. Soubi
closed his eyes, feeling his skin burnt where Ritsuka
looked. The shocked gasp made him clenched his hands into fists. He never felt
more vulnerable, more afraid, more broken than this moment. Not even when he
was first inspected by lustful eyes had he felt like this. He swallowed thickly
and kept his eyes closed. Was Ritsuka disgusted? Was
he angry? Soubi wasn�t sure he wanted to know.

The soft
touch on his scars startled him out of his dark musing. �Seimei�
He did this to you?�

Soubi nodded. �He came to me before he took you here. He
forbade me to look for you and took you away.�

�But� why?�

Soubi dared himself to open his eyes and looked at Ritsuka. A wave of relief flowed through him when he saw no
such thing as disgust in Ritsuka�s eyes. There was
only compassion and affection there. Soubi braved
himself to hope for love, the love he�d do anything for. Soubi
watched emotions played across Ritsuka�s expressive
eyes. He felt his love swelled, his heart warmed. Soubi
smiled, baring his soul for Ritsuka to see. The soul
he had dedicated for Ritsuka.

�Because I
love you.�

*

Soubi watched Ritsu with
suspicion but the older man showed nothing on his face. He regarded his
employee and Ritsuka calmly, as if they were having a
normal conversation after dinner.

�I have
everything set. You may use my private jet to go back to Japan. The plane will
be leaving in two hours. When you arrive there, my people will take you to an
undisclosed location.� Ritsu said.

�Are you
sure Seimei won�t find us?� Soubi
asked, understandably skeptical of Ritsu�s kind
offer. What did the man had in mind this time?

Ritsu nodded. �I�m very sure.� He said out loud, watching Ritsuka for any reaction.

The boy had
been very quiet throughout the conversation, letting Soubi
explained their situation. He was clearly still shaken though he seemed to be
more in control now. Soubi wished they could discuss
their next course of action in more detail but the boy wasn�t up to the task
now.

�Thank you,
Minami-san.� Ritsuka said, bowing.

�Ritsuka, why don�t you take a quick shower in your room
before we leave?� Soubi said with a deceiving smile.

Any other
time, Ritsuka might have refused or questioned him
but not this time. The boy nodded obediently and left the room though not
before giving Soubi a curious look. Once the door
closed behind him, Soubi spoke up.

�Why do you
do this?�

Ritsu crossed his legs and leaned back on his seat,
unconcerned by the hostility. �I just want to help.�

Soubi looked at his employer coldly. It was an obvious lie.
Ritsu definitely have something up his sleeves. He
wouldn�t go so far just to help an employee and a stranger. What was he
planning? Would it put Ritsuka in danger?

�I won�t
let Seimei know your location.� Ritsu
said.

Somehow Soubi knew he was telling the truth. Ritsu
had a plan but it involved hiding Ritsuka from Seimei. He wouldn�t let Seimei
get to him before his plan work.

Soubi knew it was a risky gamble. Ritsu
was a force not to be underestimated. As the owner of Seven Moon, he had many
powerful contacts. Would he able to deal with Seimei,
though? Soubi didn�t know. But if anyone had a chance
to stop Seimei, it might be Ritsu.

�All right.
We�ll take your offer.� Soubi said, standing up and
leaving the room.

Despite his
suspicion and wariness, Soubi kept his expression
smooth when he entered Ritsuka�s room. He found the
boy sitting near the window, watching the city outside. Soubi
waited at the door for a while but then slowly approached the boy when Ritsuka didn�t acknowledge his presence.

Standing
next to Ritsuka, he could smell the scent of soap on Ritsuka�s skin. His damp skin and hair entice Soubi to touch him but his distant eyes kept him away. Soubi wondered what it would take to bridge the distance.

�We�re
going back to Japan.� Ritsuka whispered, as if he�s still
trying to absorb the fact.

�Yes, Ritsuka.�

Ritsuka nodded and tiredly rest his forehead on the clear
glass. He closed his eyes, preventing Soubi from
reading his emotion. Suddenly afraid of the emotional distance, Soubi knelt in front of Ritsuka,
took his small hand, and kissed the back of Ritsuka�s
hand.

�I love
you, Ritsuka.� He said. �I wouldn�t leave you�, �I
would do anything for you�, �I would never hurt you�, �I would always be yours�
were what he was trying to say. But Ritsuka didn�t
say anything back, keeping his thoughts and feelings to himself. Soubi wondered if he had heard at all but that wouldn�t
change anything.

�I love
you, Ritsuka. I love you.�

TBC

A/N: I wanted to name the cat Yuiko but that would be too cruel. 13 pages in three days! I hope this is good enough. R&R please�
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