Loveless Fan Fiction ❯ FATELESS ❯ FOUR ( Chapter 4 )

“Are you ready?”

“Yes, let’s do this now. Otherwise Zaraki-sama will not have enough time to pamper properly later.”

“Of course. I love you Zaraki.”

“There is no need to say things already known Hiruma-kun.”

“Do you love me?”

“Again with the stupid questions. Zaraki-sama wouldn’t be with you if I didn’t Hiruma-kun, regardless of the name we share.”

Hands larger than his own gripped the pinkette’s shoulders. A look akin to panic was shining in his Sentouki’s emerald orbs.

“We do share a Name, right? We both have it?”

Understanding hit Zaraki like a brick, his normally cold expression softened and he raised his hands to curl into Hiruma’s black locks. His Fighter was scared, not surprising after what he had revealed earlier in Ritsu-sama’s office.

“Hiruma-kun, Zaraki-sama…I told you this many times before. You belong to me, if that was untrue, it wouldn’t be said. The Name Fateless is tied to us both, there is no other who can claim that. So please, don’t worry so much. You will forever be property of Zaraki-sama.”

Hiruma released a breath and pulled his Sacrifice close to his naked chest, clinging to the smaller boy tightly. Those words had relieved him like nothing else, but he still had this feeling that someone was going to try and take his partner away. Black furred ears turned to the side at some sound causing him to release his hold on the purple-eyed figure.

Zaraki straightened his clothes, the chance of getting blood on himself had been high so he had changed out of his favorite shirt to a dark orchid colored tube top and black bolero. His black leather pants matched Hirumas’ baggy black jeans. The Fighter was -as always- barefoot and shirtless. Zaraki traced his painted fingernails over the silver cuff Hiruma gave him again and again. They were patiently waiting for Ritsu’s signal that they could leave.

A flickering light appeared far to the left, near the edge of the property. Fateless nodded and quickly left the campus grounds, hopping over the fence to avoid the alarms. After all, no one was supposed to know they were going to kill a fellow student.

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Seimei looked up from his tea when Soubi suddenly stood up. The brunet placed his cup back down and joined his Fighter. Paying for the meal, the pair left the little stand and started walking to where the signal was coming from. Standing outside in the empty street was a familiar head of unmistakable hair. Seimei raised a brow at the sight of Millions and Itachi. A bloodthirsty grin was shared by the opposing pair and the Fighter was making a quarter dance back and forth across his knuckles.

“Hello, trash. How is your evening?”

“Quite well, may I ask what this is about?”

“Of course, Zaraki-sama is here to kill you.”

“A bit sad but…orders are orders. Tono wants you dead, and we’re all to happy to obey.”

“I see, then I hope you don’t mind if I fight to prevent that.”

“We’d expect no less, it’s not very fun or sportsman-like to slaughter defenseless prey.”

“Sentou Systems, Online.”

“Sentou Systems, Online.”

“Beloved, One Who Is Loved.”(1)

Hiruma pulled his partner to his chest as he ripped open the buckle holding the jacket shut and hiding away their name. The scars caught the light and held it, illuminating the words brightly.

“Fateless, Will So Strong Destiny’s Chains Cannot Keep Hold.”

“I am the Shield, the Sword, and the Will. I will not let you leave alive.”

“Just try. Soubi.”

“Yes, master. Fire - sparking, burning, an unbearable heat.”

“Rain - a cloud of mist suppressing all embers to ash.”

“Water - a wave turned back to drown all in it’s path.”

“Sand - an immovable barrier, soak up all moisture.”

“Lightning - striking down, creating glass that cuts.”

“Mistake number one Agutsuma. Fire of the heavens, returns at thunders call, favored child unharmed.”

The battle truly began in earnest as the flames shot towards the black haired fighter only to be doused by an instant rain shower. As the water gathered and turned backwards a wall of sand blocked it’s path and darkened into mud. The clear sky rumbled and a golden fork shot towards the wall only to take a U-turn straight back up at the next growl of thunder. Seimei frowned in irritation, they were more skilled then he had believed. Neither side had collected any damage, but that would be soon to change.

“You’re very good Itachi-kun, who gave you your lessons?”

“Tono did, and nice try. A silent serpent, striking beneath sight, draining poison that stuns.”

Soubi didn’t see the snake curling around his leg until the fangs pierced flesh. With a soft cry a shackle snapped around his leg, a chain connecting it to a matching one fastened to Seimei.

“No effect, cobra is a garden in disguise. Fangs are useless. A black shroud falls, an endless night blocking vision.”

The striped pattern faded from the scales to leave behind a solid green hue. Like a curtain being pulled over the sun, a thick darkness fell dulling the senses. Zaraki‘s expression hardened, what was their plan now? A sneak attack from the shadows?

“Hiruma-kun, stop playing around already.”

“Ah, forgive me Zaraki, it’s not often I get to have so much fun. Hidden in the shadows, unseen unless by light, wrap tight and cut away air.”

“G-ah! Strands sliced, cut to pieces, breath is returned.”

“Blade turn on possessor, bite deep into skin, draw crimson blooms.”

“Full defense, no metal can pass through.”

“Mistake number two. Encompassed in space, bound by own walls, a vacuum steals life.”

Soubi gagged as a thick rope tied itself around his neck and tightened forming a collar that limited the air his Sacrifice was getting. Cutting it quickly he barely had the time to raise a defense before his salvation became his demise. Shifting blue eyes (2) widened in shock as his barrier was drained of oxygen by a hole beneath his feet. Banishing the shield the blond threw himself into the next attack.

“Betraying blades, strike deep the true enemy.”

“Mmm!”

“Zaraki!”

“Keep going, Zaraki-sama is fine.”

“You will pay for that, mistake number three. Copper rivers, halt your path, become a lake of stillness.”

Silver flashed in the darkness followed by a cry as a sharp edge parted pale skin on Zaraki’s side. Blood spilled over his fingers as he slapped a hand to the wound, chains ringing from the new shackles around his wrists. Rage burned in dark green orbs as the sight of his partner being injured, spitting out his Spell he vowed that the Aoiyagi would pay. The words didn’t connect instantly until hearing a soft breath had Soubi turning around. Cloth bindings were winding their way up Seimei’s body following the rapidly spreading bruise covering his skin. The dark haired Sacrifice clutched at his chest as his lungs started to burn with the lack of oxygen.

“Life source, continue your path, a lake no longer but a swiftly moving river.”

Seimei started to breathe again, but it was too late as the last wrap closed over his face halting all movements. Beloved would live, but they had lost. The battlefield disappeared and Fateless walked over. A right hook to the temple and Soubi knew no more. Hiruma stepped away from the knocked out Sentouki and lifted the limp body of the Sacrifice onto his shoulder.

“What would you like to do with him Hiruma-kun? Ritsu-sama never said how we had to kill him.”

“Let’s burn the fucker.”

“Agreed, we can burn him in there. There must be a chemistry lab somewhere, it is a school.”

“Perfect. How’s your side?”

“Painful, but Zaraki-sama will be fine. Let’s hurry though, Zaraki-sama is tired.”

Breaking into the empty school was easy, Hiruma picked a classroom at random and set about tying Beloved to a chair so he couldn’t move even if he woke up in time. Zaraki returned to his side a few minutes later, a can of gasoline in hand along with a packet of matches found in the desk of the Chem. Lab instructor. Hiruma doused the older man with the gas while his partner took his time in lighting the match. Grinning darkly the pinkette tossed the match onto the body and giggled softly as it caught fire quickly. Grasping his Fighter’s hand, the purple-eyed pre-teen pulled his partner from the room and eventually the building, laughing louder as the fire grew larger and drew the attention of bystanders who called emergency services.

When they later found out that they had burned Aoiyagi Seimei alive in the classroom -and desk- of his little brother, the uncaring pair would chalk it up to delicious irony. The fact that the younger boy just so happened to be Named Loveless only made Zaraki burst into fits of laughter for a reason no one else could understand.

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(1)- It’s never stated just what Beloved is followed by, only what it means (ie. adored one) so I made one up.

(2)- I’ve seen Soubi’s eye color (in both anime and colored manga pages) ranging from a pale blue to an almost purple color.