Loveless Future (Private 18+) Silver Radiance x KiraMidnight

[Silver Radiance]

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The Role Play is set around the anime 'Loveless' with myself playing Soubi and KiraMidnight playing Ritsuka.

 

Set where Ritsuka is older (18ish) in college while Soubi has graduated to an art teacher. Ritsuka still has his ears and Soubi is still acting as his fighter.

 

 

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Long, slender fingers drew out a single cigarette carefully from the packet, the hands revealing none of their skill or brilliance as the cancer stick was lifted to deceptively soft lips and cradled tightly by them. The click of metal signalled the active burning mechanism in the lighter that offered a small flame guided to the tip of the cigarette. A long inhale caused the substances within to catch fire and slowly smoulder away leaving a thin trail of smoke from the tip as that slender body leaned against the gate of Ritsuka's college.

 

This seemed all too familiar..

 

The art class had been dismissed an hour ago and Soubi had already been waiting for 20 minutes and yet there was no small male to run out telling him not to smoke in front of a school. Instead there were other college students smoking out the front now, offering the tall blond a few glances that were ignored. Those blue eyes focused on nothing, simply waiting patiently while taking in the flavour of the cigarette. That blond hair had grown longer again, now reaching down to the tall male's hips.. Perhaps it was time to cut it.. Ritsuka had also grown so tall now.. It almost reminded Soubi of someone else..

 

Lost in the daydream he waited, taking a few drags of the cigarette absent mindedly while sapphire orbs continued to stare into space.

[KiraMidnight]

 

Ritsuka walked out of the building,not offering anyone a glace at all.He knew Soubi would be waiting for him and he didn't keep him waiting much longer.He walked infront of him,and looked at him as he seemed lost in thought.He let out a slight chuckle and smiled a bit.

"You still don't change much Soubi..."

He streached a bit and looked at Soubi again.

"Lots of the students wonder about you...and about me...and I still think you should stop smoking...even though others do it."

He sighed a bit and began walking twords his house.He now lived with Soubi,after a few major incidents with his mother he decided he really couldn't handle anymore and moved in with Soubi when he turned 15.Since then life had been a bit easier to deal with.He had finally learned how to better control Soubi as a fighter,and had gotten better at calling out to him when he needed him.He looked back at Soubi,a smile upon his lips.

"Well?Shall we go home?"

His long hair swayed slightly as he walked,adn looking back it rested softly against his back.He had no intention of cutting it,and would probably not allow Soubi to cut his either,he thought he kind of looked cute with long hair,but he'd never admit it

[Silver Radiance]

"Is there something you want me to change?"

 

That voice was still deep, yet smooth like honey. The sapphire eyes rested upon the younger male and lips could not help but curve into a polite smile. It always seemed to breathe life into the tall man every time he saw that face, even if it was scolding him. Without an order the fighter stood up straight, ready to follow Ritsuka wherever he led. There was a sense of confidence in those eyes that settled in every time they were together, like it made him whole where there had only been an empty void before.

 

"What do you think the students wonder?"

 

The taller blond ignored the Sacrifice's comment about the smoking and continued to take in the potent flavour of tobacco, walking behind Ritsuka with a trail of smoke following behind. The Fighter watched that small back carefully just as he had 6 years ago.. It was still quite cute, even though that body had grown.. It was even more attractive now, less of a definite denial and more of a possible venture.

 

The notion of coming home was quite an obvious call to make. Where else would they go? To a movie? To dinner? Even now, their age gap was too vast, it would still be seen as unusual even if their same gender issue was accepted. Soubi cared a lot less, but since being lectured constantly by Kio and the other professors at the university where he taught, at least some of it had sunk in.. At least enough to pretend he cared.

 

As they passed a trash can, Soubi tugged the now small cigarette from his lips and smothered the tip against the metal to put it out before tossing it inside. The stride he employed was slightly faster, wanting to keep up with the younger male he'd bound himself to without a second thought, keeping that smile as he spoke in return.

 

"I will follow wherever you lead."

[KiraMidnight]

Ritsuka yawned slightly and stopped,looking back at Soubi.His tail swayed back and forth in a calm mannor,and his ears were perked up,listening to everything Soubi said.He turned to face Soubi now,and smiled a bit,knowing exactally where he wanted to go.

"Not really.If you change I wont be able to guess your next move anymore"

He said in a joking mannor.He smiled a bit,and watched Soubi's eyes.

 

"And as for what they wonder..well...they wonder if we are lovers or not.But I ignore them,and their stupid comments.It's none of their business what we are or aren't!"

His voice showed a bit of annoyance this time,he couldn't hide that part so well.He hated when people wanted to spread rumers about others just cause of what they think.

 

"Soubi,I skipped lunch today,I was busy doing other things and lost track of time.So you have a coice.We can go home and cook,since you like to make sure I eat healthy food,or we can go out.What do you want to do?"

His voice was calm and still had that tone to it that he wanted Soubi to choose.His eyes were still the same as years before and he still looked at Soubi as if he was a pervert,which in truth he probably was.

 

He moved his hair from his face and waited for Soubi to answer him.He still had all the pictures he had taken along their journey together,he always had the originals in a box under his bed at Soubi's house,and a copy of all of them in a book he carried with him,though still,he wouldn't let Soubi know that.

"Either one suits me just fine,I just want to know what you want to do."

[Silver Radiance]

It had been a long time since Soubi had tried to ingrain into Ritsuka that he was more comfortable being given orders rather than making decisions on his own, and yet these situations still arose. Regardless, it made the fighter smile.. He smiled because there was always a strange sense of worth there, not to be used purely like a servant, it had helped a sense of individuality grow that the Fighter was certain didn't exist before.

 

It was interesting to hear the younger male's comments, yet the eagerness to ignore other people made that smile even more honest upon Soubi's soft lips. It had been something he lived by, to care little about what other people thought, and it was heart warming to see Ritsuka picking up on that value.

 

Still.. There was a lingering ache to serve and the more independence the dark haired male showed, the more insecure the blond had felt.. There was the possibility of the Sacrifice taking care of himself, and that was something this Fighter strongly disliked.

 

As soon as there was a comment about being hungry, an eyebrow perked up and the taller man walked faster, grasping onto Ritsuka's hand without worrying about the fact they were in public. Finally, something he could do in service to prove his usefulness for the day. This was exactly what he had needed.

 

"I will cook. Let's go home quickly."

 

There was a sense of excitement in that tall, slender body that almost put a skip in his step. The emptiness always felt so far off at times like this, when he could cling to something real, an act to perform for that one person he had sworn his life to.. To know that he was needed as well.

 

Even this small gesture... It was.. A purpose for him to live and stay beside Ritsuka for another day.

[KiraMidnight]

Ritsuka gasped a bit as Soubi pulled him along.He kind of smiled though.He loved seeing Soubi so happy.He smiled more and more,following behind Soubi,and as he followed he very gently took soft hold of Soubi's hair.He more wanted to play with it,since it was so long it kind of made him.want to sit and play with it.

 

When they got home Ritsuka sat on the couch and streached,laying back on the soft couch,watching Soubi now,wondering what he would cook today.Even though it may not have been to Soubi's liking Ritsuka had hung up a few of Soubi's paintings on the walls after frameing each one in a beautiful red wood picture frame.

 

"What would you like to cook today Soubi?"

 

As Ritsuka laid on the couch his soft dark brown hair scattered aroubd him,a few strands were hanging off the edge of the arm of the couch.He just continued watching Soubi smiling at him.He laid his backpack on the floor by where he was laying.He really just wanted to watch Soubi.His violet eyes shinned softly in the dim lighting of the room

[Silver Radiance]

The apartment was small, slightly bigger than the last studio apartment he had rented while Ritsuka had been in school, but only by a small amount. The kitchen and dining room were still in the same space as the bed, all kept in one large space just like before, but across one side of the room was a curtain and behind it was Ritsuka's belongings. There was a separate small storage room that couldn't be used as a bedroom (Soubi made sure of that) and instead held all of the Fighter's art supplies and a desk with notes for work and papers to grade. It was something that they could both afford together with Soubi working as an art teacher and Ritsuka still studying as a student. But the Fighter liked it this way.. Small enough to have a sense of closeness between the two males..

 

To encourage more closeness..

 

Removing his jacket Soubi hung it carefully from the coat rack by the door and turned away from Ritsuka, reaching behind to run strong fingers through the beautiful cascade of soft blond hair, drawing the strands together tightly to tie them back, ensuring they were kept out of the way. The weight was much heavier than when they first met, yet the way the brunette seemed to enjoy the sight of it was well worth the upkeep. Secretly, the Fighter had been using methods while washing it to make sure it turned out sinfully soft.. Perhaps one day Ritsuka would notice...

 

Already starting with the dishes left over in the sink, the strong hands descended into warm running water, caressing against the porcelain plates with great care, rubbing the soaped up sponge against the surface, working at the grime until it finally released before moving on to ensure the rest of that smooth surface was clean and free of blemishes. Placing the sponge down he then caressed over the plate with bare fingertips, sliding over the wet surface, guiding the suds off of the surface, encouraging the warm water to leave the plate spotless and clean.

 

Hearing the question, the lithe blond turned his head to the side glancing at Ritsuka through those round glasses, a few strands of soft blond caressing over a pale cheek as he parted his lips to speak but at first said nothing. The Fighter was trying not to drop the plate as he took note of how attractive the younger male was laying like that on the sofa.. The way his hair caressed over the edge.. The way that slender form sprawled out, almost begging to be covered with something warm..

 

Another body perhaps?

 

"Do you have a preference? Tell me what you want to eat, Ritsuka."

[KiraMidnight]

E Ritsuka sat up,yawning a bit and walked over to Soubi,moving the strands of hair from his face. He gave him a very cute smile.He parted his soft lips to speak,keeping the sweet smile on his lips as he spoke in a very calm voice.

 

"Anything you desire to cook Soubi.You're the one cooking,not me."

 

What Soubi wasn't aware of was Ritsuka had definatally noticed Soubi's soft hair,that's why he constantly played woth his hair,the way he was at the very moment.

He was standi.g behind Soubi,as he washed the dishes,and ran his fingers through his hair,smiling a bit. He couldn't help standing there,continously running his fingers through the long soft hair.He was really enjoying himself at the time.So much so that his tail swayed a bit.

 

"Soubi.....this may seem to be a very odd question...but what do you use in your hair?"

 

The way he spoke shpws he has been wondering that for a very long time.But he didn't stop playing with Soubi's hair.It fasinated him,and gave him something to do...well that's what he'd tell Soubi. Really he just loved watching how Soubi would react to him playing with his hair.He slightly tugged at it a few times,now having more fun then earlier.

[Silver Radiance]

It was dangerous to be staring at the younger male for too long. Even after years of practice had not prepared the fighter for the sight of that male coming so close to touch his hair in such an intimate gesture.

 

The first thing Soubi ached to do was nuzzle against that smaller hand, caress it against his cheek, but instead the Fighter turned toward the sink and lifted a large pot under the water to fill it carefully. There had been a very fine line over the years and the Art major had been careful not to come near crossing it. After all, looking at the Sacrifice even now, he couldn't help but see that scared child who stood behind the powerful Fighter to clutch a sleeve tightly, aching to be saved from a world he couldn't understand.

 

"Pasta then, I'll prepare the water."

 

Still.. Even as the pot was being filled, the Art teacher allowed himself to enjoy the stroking that his house mate offered to those soft strands.. It was soothing and pleasant, making it hard not to just want to relax into the offered hands.

 

Guiding the full pot onto the burner, the hot plate was turned on to encourage the water to boil while those delicate blond strands felt a very prominent tug that made the Fighter's body tense.. There had been no punishment offered to the masochist even though he had requested it time and again and almost crossed the line of being disobedient many times.. But this was the one offer of pain he was granted without reservation and every part of that body ached to savor it.

 

"I don't use anything overly special."

 

The words themselves even seemed to convey a sense of untruth as they pressed out of eager lips trying to stop any sound from escaping to convey the sense of fulfilment such a simple administration of painful sensation delivered.

 

It had become like a game and though the fighter was eager to play, he was also very aware of Ritsuka's limitations.

[KiraMidnight]

Ritsuka watched Soubi close,and he smiled as Soubi had told him his answer.He couldn't help but to be curious,he wondered what would happened,if he tugged a bit more on his hair. He had been watching Soubi's facial expressions and saw how he reacted when he tugged just slightly,curiousity was something he tried not to let overcome him.

 

As he watched the pot on the stove and decided,just this once,he'd let his curiousity get the best of him and again he pulled the blond's hair a bit hard.He wasn't the type to naturally do such a thing so he decided to pull.At first it wasn't really hard,but then the tug got a bit harder,carefully watching his expressions.He knew what Soubi liked...he just didn't like it.

 

Today though he thought of giving it a small try,just to see what it could do to Soubi.He wondered why he enjoied and everytime he'd ask he'd never get a truthful answer from him...so despite not wanting to really do something like that to Soubi he wanted to know,and wanted to see his reactions for himself,that way Soubi couldn't lie to him

[Silver Radiance]

The water had been put on the element a few moments ago but small bubbles had already started to gather. It was much easier to use water that was already hot from the tap to speed up the process and every time Ritsuka tugged that soft, blond hair the Fighter tried harder and harder to focus on the sight of the contents of the pot, noting the similarities between the two. They had both started out hot to begin with when surrounded by the pot and then with the building heat forcing bubbles to roll to the surface, it was hard to control the rising intensity that the heat inspired..

 

Biting a lower lip gently, the older man tried not to make a sound, though he pressed eager hips forward to strain the building tension against the cool side of the counter. It had been like this before, but Ritsuka eventually either backed off when things got too heavy or Soubi made a quick exit himself. The light tugging was not something he didn't expect, but the sudden firm tug was something he didn't count on.

 

"Nnnmmm.."

 

A pleasured groan escaped the fighter, lips still closed tightly, bitten firmly by ivory teeth as the sound was conveyed louder than he would have liked. It was so eager... That sound.. As if asking for more and he knew it had to stop before either of them were to take a step back and reassess the situation.

 

Clearing his throat, the fighter tried to ignore how good that friction against the counter felt, glancing over the surface to look for the ingredients to start the sauce, trying to think logically while that growing desire threatened to blind him. Perhaps it was twisted to react in such a way to something as negative as pain, but there was nothing he could do about it, it was just the way he was and whether he wanted to like it or not, his body reacted this way.

 

"The sauce.. Cream based or tomato based?"

[KiraMidnight]

Ritsuka couldn't help but blush. He released Soubi's hair,his cheeks a rose pedal pink and his violet eyes shyfully stareing at the floor. He heard Soubi's question but he couldn't answer yet.He was more focused on his moan like sound.

He looked at Soubi, and for a few minutes his mind was blank, but quickly he snapped himself back.

"Oh.....um....it doesn't matter. But maybe cream?"

 

He turned to walk back to the couch,and again he streachedout,yawning. As he laid down strands of his black haor covered his face and he closed his eyes. He had not had a very good day, and so he decided to take a short nap before dinner was ready.

His hair was spread across the couch and face and he fell quickly asleep.

He looked pretty peacful and calm in his sleep

[Silver Radiance]

Inwardly, Soubi wanted to sigh..

 

Just as every other time, the touching had soon stopped leaving the blond wanting. Those sapphire eyes stared down at the onion and bacon, slicing them up carefully with a blank expression. Would it always be this way? With any kind of intimacy just out of reach? Stiring the onion and butter in the pan, the consideration weighed heavily upon his mind. It had been six years, and they had not advanced forward. Ritsuka's age had always been the sticking point in the past but.. How much longer should he wait?

 

Tossing some bacon into the pan, he allowed it to sizzle while cutting up some fresh mushrooms, glancing over at Ritsuka for a moment. That body had grown taller and that dark hair longer... Didn't it feel any of the strain adults felt? None of the need? Or was it because Soubi was not desirable in that manner?

 

So many things to think about.. Mostly unpleasant..

 

Adding the mushrooms into the pan, he moved them around with the wooden spoon, allowing more butter to melt into the pan to soften the mushrooms. Soon the milk was lifted and added into the pan with oregano and rosemary, the heat brought down to a light simmer as the wooden spoon moved through the liquid for a moment before the tall blond glanced over at Ritsuka once again. Was he really asleep?

 

A thought crossed Soubi's mind.. A dangerous thought and there was time for it with the sauce on low heat and the water still not quite boiling.. Before he could talk himself out of it, the Fighter retreated into the bathroom and closed the door carefully as not to wake the sleeping male. Resting his back against the door, Soubi replayed that insistent tugging against the soft strands and felt his breathe quicken..

 

This was wrong.. sick.. but already a hand was shifting between slender thighs to stroke against the fabric of those seemingly tight slacks, rubbing firmly at the growing shape there, aching for more of that delicious pain. The sadness of knowing it probably would never come only fuelled this desire to cling to the moment, the hand now squeezing over the fabric as a heavy breathe pressed out of powerful lips that had brought so many to their knees from the spells crafted so easily in Ritsuka's defence..

 

What if he woke up? What if he called for Soubi?

 

Shaking his head the blond wanted to try to think straight, but the friction felt so good.. Closing his eyes the fighter slipped a hand beneath the fabric and dared to slide those familiar fingers over the bare, throbbing flesh, shuddering at the touch to speak in the barest hint of a whisper.

 

"Ritsuka..."

[KiraMidnight]

Ritsuka opened his eyes a bit,somehow hearing his name get called. He sat up a bit and looked around, noticing Soubi wasn't in the room. It wasn't that Ritsuka didn't have those feelings, nor was it that he didn't desire Soubi, cause secretly he did. It was more that he didn't know how to show how he felt...or even if he'd be able to satisfy Soubi.

 

Ritsuka got to his feet, his hair falling delicatly to his back. He looked around, his ear twitching a bit as he did. He sighed quietly and began walking to the bathroom, but he stopped as he heard sounds. He leaned softly against the door, putting his ear against the door and listening to Soubi breath.

At first he wondered what he was doing, but it soon came to him what it was and he turned a cherry red. His tail swayed slowly and quickly he took his place back on the couch. He tried hard not to think, but he was failing. His face stayed it's cherry red and his heart raced.

 

Quickly, in an attempt to make himself not thing he pulled out a book from his back pack, wanting to read to get his mind off of Soubi's fun. But what he didn't know was that one of the students he sat infront of had slipped a Yaoi Manga into his back pack without his knowladge. He had thought he picked up his usual manga but as he read more and more into it, it reached a very sentual and uncencored sexual scene. He gasped and threw the book, his face now more of a dark red. Quickly he covered his face, feeling odd and a bit warm

[Silver Radiance]

They were only bare touches, offering hints of pleasure to the neglected erection that always seemed to go ignored. Perhaps it was because he really did feel dirty that it never got much further than that unless he was completely alone in the house or in the shower with the door locked and Ritsuka fast asleep.. But still, the few moments he could touch, knowing that Ritsuka was not so far away... Excited him..

 

There was an unspoken wish to have Ritsuka catch him during all of these years, to force the younger male to be faced with Soubi's sexual side, that desire that burned so brightly inside, aching to be satisfied. But then there was fear.. The fear that the Sacrifice would reject him completely if he found out how much the Fighter truly ached.. The fear that he would find it disgusting..

 

Still with eyes closed Soubi stroked himself hard and fast under the clothing for a few moments, shuddering against the door, keeping his back tightly against it, arching and wanting more, yet knowing he would not get it even from himself. Before he could even think about stopping, there was a sound beyond the door that made those eyes snap open.

 

Had he... Gone too far?

 

Immediately the hand came out of his pants, they were zipped up slowly and quietly, the button pulled through the loop and reaching over Soubi flushed the toilet to offer an excuse for him being in the bathroom and washed his hands at the sink carefully with soap before he reached for the door knob, heart beating quickly as he bit his lower lip.. Had Ritsuka heard him? Had he... figured it out?

 

Turning the doorknob he carefully opened the door, the expression on his face blank as he shifted over to the pasta sauce, glancing at Ritsuka and the book on the floor before fetching the cream out of the fridge to pour it in to the now simmering sauce, folding it through as he pressed tightly against the counter, not wanting the other male to realise he was still quite hard.

 

This was dangerous.. But if he could just focus he was sure he could salvage the situation.. Even if Ritsuka did hear something.. They didn't have to talk about it if it was going to scare him away.

 

"Catching up on some reading?"

[KiraMidnight]

Ritsuka co tinued to try hiding his face, but if he spoke he knew Soubi wouldn't be able to hear him. Very slowly he moved his hands from his face, still darkly blushing. But lucky for him hair covered him enough that you could barely see his blushed face. He stared at the blond for a little while before answering, able to slightly see his erection.

"U-um.....w-well.....I-I..."

 

He couldn't find the words to even speak. That book had given him his own erection,which he hid by putting his feet on the couch,laying his knees against his chest, but that kind of hurt and made him shiver a bit. He just stared at Soubi and blinked,putting his head down in his knees,blushing darker and darker.

 

As a fan he had running blew the book, it tipped over, showing the cover of the book. The book had a very soft skined boy who was laying on a bed, his silver hair Spread out on the pillow, blending in with it. He was naked and laying with a blue haired man holding the silver haired man in his arms blushing.

[Silver Radiance]

Stiring the sauce, the Fighter considered the damage and how badly things had been affected.. But it was hard to know without directly asking Ritsuka and openly admitting himself to what he had been doing in the bathroom.. Which seemed slightly undesirable just before dinner.

 

Just what was he supposed to do in this situation besides carry on and act like nothing was happening? Just how many times had he laid in bed unable to sleep with the scent of Ritsuka so close yet unable to touch the younger male?

 

Dropping the pasta into the boiling water, the sound of the book dropping caught the fighter's attention a he turned to see what had fallen. Those sapphire eyes narrowed on the yaoi manga to try and gather what was going on in the scene before widening as he stepped over to pick up the drawn pornography with a snide grin, offering it back to Ritsuka all too entertained by the notion of his Sacrifice reading such a lewd thing.

 

"It seems like the literature they have you research these days in college is quite.. Controversial.."

[KiraMidnight]

Ritsuka wouldn't look up,he was too embarrassed.But he slowly took the book,continuing to hide his erection by being curled up.

"One of the people behind me...it belongs to them.....not to me."

His ear twitched a bit,cause his face was still red.He couldn't force himself to make eye contact with Soubi,he was scared of his expression to the book...what could he be thinking?

 

Very slowly Ritsuka looked up at youbi,thankfully his hair still hid him,as he did it was very easy to see the redness of Ritsuka's face.His violet eyes were shining a bit and his tail was still,laying over the arm of the couch.Strands of his hair blew down into his face and he finally made eye contact with the deep blue sapphire eyes of his Fighter,blushing more and more he quickly hid his face again,closing his eyes tightly

'Why in the hell do I keep blushing when I make eye contact with him!He must think I hate him.....I hope not....'

[Silver Radiance]

"Ahh I see. So you share lewd material with someone else."

 

The concept was both amusing and slightly irritating. On the one hand you had the fact that Ritsuka had gone far enough with his curiosity to ask a friend for such materials and it made a very clear statement about how the younger male had grown into his sexual urges. However, on the other hand you had some unknown classmate, possibly male, providing this material with a possible hidden agenda.

 

This would require further investigation later...

 

Soon enough, the pasta was ready to be served and the blond Art Teacher lifted up the pot to drain the pasta into the colander, lifting it up by either handle to shake the excess moisture out. Though most people served their sauce ontop of the pasta, Soubi had gotten in the habit of mixing the pasta into the sauce before serving to coat every strand of pasta as well as balance out the flavour.

 

Dishing up the hot meal, the tall blond walked over to the coffee table, setting both plates down before heading back over to fetch two forks to lay them to the side of each plate, sitting down beside Ritsuka with a rather concerned glance.

 

"This friend, what is he like?"

[KiraMidnight]

Ritsuka looked up now,finally fully calmed down.He let his feet touch the floor and stood,making a small sigh in relife.He looked at Soubi when he asked the question and smiled a bit.

'Is he curious or is he jealous??'

Ritsuka wondered but he just walked to where Soubi was and smiled at him.

"To be honest he isn't really my friend.I don't really make friends,you know that.And the person that slipped that into my things was a girl.I don't know what she's like because I play her no mind...I focus more on school work,Soubi."

Ritsuka watched Soubi,watching all he was doing and trying to see how he was going to react.He couldn't help but wondering why Soubi wanted to know,but he'd wait untill Soubi responded before he made to many assumptions

[Silver Radiance]

"Ahh I see.. A girl.."

 

The blond Fighter offered a polite smile. There had been girls attracted to Seimei too... But not for long..

 

It seemed as though when Soubi came into the picture, as long as he flashed a smile and tried to be extra polite, the girls would stop trying to get so romantically close to Seimei and start trying to get closer to him. It was unfair, he knew, but at least playing it cool kept his desired partner away from the distractions of other people. If it came to it, he was not beyond charming this girl in order to ensure Ritsuka remained his.

 

Lifting up the fork, the sapphire eyed Fighter started to twist it into the pasta, holding the plate steady as he lifted the contents of the silverware up to taste. It was tender and spiced just enough, he was proud of his choices this time. It had always been his concern to ensure the younger male was satisfied with his cooking, after all, he was going to be living with Soubi for a very long time, if he could help it.

 

"What did you learn today?"

[KiraMidnight]

Ritsuka mimiked the fighter's actions with the food,already enjoying all the taste it provided.He loved Soubi's cooking so much.He always did such a great job cooking,and Ritsuka made sure to tell him he did good after every meal.

"Yes a girl,though I am not fond of her at all.She's on the annoying side!"

 

He continued eatting happily,smiling with every bite.Atleast living with Soubi,he knew he would have great food all the time and he didn't have to worry about picking and choosing the right food.And he could happily he himself as well.He did think he wasn't himself,or more his mother made him think that.But after being with Soubi for so long he learned his mother was the wrong one...he was perfect just the way he was....these thoughts plagued his mind as he ate,clouding his mind.He had heard Soubi's question but it took a little bit before he realized he hadn't answered.

"Oh....sorry.Well.....we were being taught about science and space today...but I already read ahead so I just stared out the window..."

 

He moved his hair from his face and smiled,still eatting.He ended up finishing his first plate and stood up,getting a bit more and sat back down.

"So,how was your day Soubi?What did you teach today?""

[Silver Radiance]

"Composition of imagery."

 

Though Ritsuka voiced dislike for the girl, he didn't seem thoroughly convinced.. There was something a little too threatening about anyone who managed to get close to Ritsuka, especially with the passing of his 18th birthday, making him mature enough to get into a more.. physical relationship.

 

The thought was maddening at times... Though the Fighter had taken great care to ensure that he didn't touch the smaller male inappropriately, besides the occasional kiss and terms of endearment, the ache had always been quite prominent.. Now even more so.

 

Those tormented sapphire eyes kept a close watch upon Ritsuka as he started to savour the pasta, pleased that he seemed to like it. Still, the Fighter couldn't help but want to secure that beautiful Sacrifice with those words that would bind tightly around his heart, dangerous and promising salvation at the same time.

 

"I love you, Ritsuka."

[KiraMidnight]

Ritsuka gasped and looked at the Fighter as he once again spoke those words.He just continudd stareing at him,his violet eyes looking straight into those sapphire eyes.He bit his lip a bit and swallowed the food in his mouth.He was speachless for a long while,trying hard to think of words to say.He knew he was no longer a child,and those words were alright to say in such an endearing tone but still...he didn't know how to react or what to even say.

 

He stood up after finishing his plate and began washing it in the sink.As the water ran over his hands and the plate he now stared at the white plate.He opened his mouth to speak,but words wouldn't form.He softly smiled a bit and turned to face the Fighter,with a soft smile upon his lips.

"Soubi,have I not told you over and over not to use such words like that with me...."

 

He looked down a bit,thinking hard about how and what to say now.

"Because....one day.....if you catch me on the right day....I'll say it back....."

[Silver Radiance]

"You don't seem to dislike the words, that is why I use them."

 

The strong fighter continued to eat, caressing that skilful tongue against the fork until every last morsel of the sauce had been removed, leaving the silverware perfectly spotless every time it left his mouth. The feeling of something against his tongue was somewhat distracting and strangely comforting. It reminded Soubi of a time when there had been a welcome exchange between them.

 

It had been some time since he had kissed Ritsuka... Back in the old days, when there were plenty of duels, the blond seemed to be kissing the brunette constantly, every few days. It was bliss.

 

These days, with such peace, there was no reason to impose his urges upon the Sacrifice, a sad fact that made living with the attractive younger male quite difficult at times..

 

That taste, his taste... It was like a distant memory now.. When would he have a chance to experience it again? The Fighter absent-mindedly started staring at Ritsuka's mouth, taking note of every movement of his tongue as it cradled the fork into his mouth.