Loveless Fan Fiction ❯ Undying Memories ❯ Defenseless ( Chapter 2 )

MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS FROM THE MANGA, Also contains Shota & Yaoi Meaning Male x Male Relations,

MEMORIES

Defenseless

Chapter 2

The next morning Soubi woke up first, looking down at Ritsuka still asleep beside him, the boy’s head on his chest, his hair sprawled out over the fighters skin, his breathing shallow. Soubi glanced over to the window, it was still dark outside but the sky was starting to lighten to a light purple. The stars were beginning to lose their luster, fading into the amethyst horizon. Soubi turned back to Ritsuka knowing he had to wake the boy up so he could get ready for school. Lightly lifting his hand, he winced from the pain of his wound, but continued to place his hand upon the boy’s head, tenderly running his fingers through the waves of obsidian.

Ritsuka took in a deep breath moving his head up slowly, groaning slightly at the headache piercing his skull, not exactly knowing where he is, the boy opens his eyes, staring down at a bare chest, he hears a most familiar voice say “ Good morning, Ritsuka.” He starts to remember what happened the night before. His eyes moving up the naked chest, up a slender neck, meeting Soubi’s eyes he replies, “ Good morning Soubi, How are you feeling today? Are you in pain at all?”

Soubi just shook his head slowly, “Don’t worry about me, Ritsuka, I’ve had my share of pain.”

Ritsuka sighed, his eyes straying away from the man before him, “I hope your not lying to me again Soubi…”

Soubi smiled, and replied, “You need to get home and get ready for school, Ritsuka…”

Ritsuka hung his head as he began to get up from the bed, and felt Soubi grab his upper arm and pulled the boy to him, almost falling onto his injured fighter, he heard the blond utter a slight whisper in his ear, “ I love you, Ritsuka…”

Ritsuka pulled away at those works, grabbed his shirt from off the floor and started to walk towards the front door, reaching for the knob he stopped momentarily and turned to Soubi, who was watching him intently, and said, "I’ll see you later, Soubi” he opened the door and walked out into the morning coolness.

As Ritsuka was walking home to get ready for school, he watched the sunrise, the sky had changed from a lavender to a burnt orange, the moon still out but fading into the golden beyond. Ritsuka admired the beauty of the morning horizon. The birds were starting to come out to greet the morning, chirping joyfully.

Before he knew it he was on his house's front step, he sighed, and walked through the door, his mother standing before him, her arms crossed, a very livid look on her face, a vase of flowers in her hand, as Ritsuka stood before her, shutting the door, she started to scream, “Where have you been?! Where were you last night Ritsuka, MY Ritsuka would never leave in the middle of the night, you’re not my Ritsuka… Give me my Ritsuka!” he went ridged at her screaming, She threw the vase, he ducked and it shattered against the wall, spilling water, flowers and glass across the floor. She started coming at him, as he started running up the stairs to his room, once there he had little time to shut the door before she slammed into it right behind him, screaming at him, she was so furious her speech wasn’t making any sense, he couldn’t understand a word she was saying, the only words he could make out was, “Ritsuka….give….back….Seimei…."

Ritsuka tired to ignore his mother beating on the door while he got ready for school. After dressing, Ritsuka made sure he had his cell in the pocket of his coat, walked over to his desk, picked up all his books, and he placed them into his school bag. He knew he couldn’t go out the front door, so he decided that he would use the sliding glass door, the door that Soubi always used.

Swinging his bag strap over his head and placing it on his opposite shoulder, walking over slowly to the sliding glass door, before opening, he glanced back toward his bedroom door, his mother tiring from trying to get in but still beating on the door with less vigor. Sighing, opening the door and looking at the balcony “I’m sorry mother.” he said under his breath. He jumped over the balcony landing sharply, sending sharp pains up his legs. Slowly getting to his feet trying to surpass the sharp pains, he continued walking to school.

Once there he was greeted by Yuiko, like usual she had her pink hair up in pigtails, a substantial grin on her face, an arm in the air waving and signaling him to come to her. Walking slowly over to Yuiko she met him half way and gave him a big hug like every morning before school. “Good Morning Ritsuka-kun!” she exclaimed a bit louder than necessary, students turned to look at them, blushing he forced himself to greet Yuiko, “Good Morning Yuiko” he said quietly.

The school bell rang, Yuiko grabbed his arm, trying to keep up as she pulled him inside, up the stairs and into the classroom. Yuiko let go of his arm as they entered the room, the students inside were starting to settle in their places. Ritsuka walked over slowly to his desk and sat down placing his bag on his desk, retrieving his books from it. The bell rang again announcing the start of classes, everyone in class greeted Sensei Shinonome when she walked in the room. “Good Morning Class” she greeted back in return with a smile, her ears twitching happily.

After talking to the students for a few minutes about how everyone’s weekend was, Sensei Shinonome told everyone to settle, she turned to the board and began writing something to start the lesson. She turned back and faced the class, “Turn your history books to page 249 please class” the sound of opening books and rustling papers sounded over the room, after everyone was finished settling they focused back to Sensei Shinonome, she began to read out of the history book most students following along with her, a couple students not listening, a few girls giggling after receiving a note from a friend.

Ritsuka’s sight started to fade as he began to fall asleep, he had been up most of the night with Soubi, so he was very tired, he looked down at his text book and the words were becoming very fuzzy, the sound of Sensei's voice fading into the background, he shut his eyes slowly giving up on his inner struggle to stay awake, and drifted off to sleep.

Images seem to hit him all at once, Soubi came into view his sand colored hair being blown by an invisible force, which wasn’t wind, wind would make everything sway, but it was only Soubi that was being grazed by a heavy breeze. His shirt and scarf being blown tightly around him, his face livid, Ritsuka had never seen him this angry, he was panting, gasping for breath. Soubi shouted “ Defense, Counter, Reflect, Shatter” Ritsuka quickly looked over to see who he was fighting, he didn’t recognize the other man, his long brown hair flowing in the unseen breeze, a smirk of enjoyment upon his lips, he didn’t have his sacrifice either. The man called to Soubi, “Call your precious Sacrifice and I might let you live.” Soubi let out a furious shout,“I will not let you anywhere near Ritsuka, Nisei! Needles, Collapse all walls” the other man cried out in pain as needles fell from the sky and went through his defense shield and ripped through his flesh, making him fall to his knees. His eyes locked on Soubi, regaining his ability to stand he got to his feet, smirking at the fighter, he held out his hand, palm pointing towards the opposite fighter, “Darkness Surround, Block out all Light, Spread Pain Through Every Nerve, Take All Air, Leave The Target Breathless”, It seemed that Soubi fell in slow motion, “Ritsuka….” Soubi cried out with what little breath he had left, and fell to the ground unconscious.

Ritsuka sat up quickly yelling Soubi’s name, the other students looked at him, Yuiko’s hand on his shoulder, her face filled with concern, he was drenched in sweat, tears rolling down from his eyes, Sensei Shinonome quickly ran to his side and asked “What’s wrong Ritsuka? Are you okay? You look terrible!” He grabbed his books and bag and ran quickly out the door. Sensei called after him, but he couldn’t stop, nor did he want too, Sensei’s voice fading after each step.

Ritsuka reached a boy’s bathroom, ran inside and bolted the door behind him; he checked each stall to make sure he was alone. Once satisfied that he was, he looked in the mirror; his hair clinging to his face from sweat. Sensei was right he 'did ' look terrible, tears were still streaming, clutching to the side of the sink. “It was just a dream, it didn’t mean anything!” he told himself trying to regain his composure, with no luck, it didn’t make him feel any better, he felt there was something wrong. He turned on the water, filled his palms and lifted the water to his face, the cold water rushed down his cheeks, it felt absolutely wonderful. Calming himself a bit, he looked back into the mirror, running his fingers through his hair trying to straighten it up a bit, he sighed and lowered his head.

“ I need to get back to class” he whispered to himself. “Before someone comes looking for me”, straightening up he picked up his bag and started towards the door. But stopped dead in his tracks as his cell began to ring, he dropped his bag quickly and pulled his cell out of his pocket, he read the caller ID it was Kio, Ritsuka quickly answered the call, it wasn’t everyday that Kio would call him out of nowhere, let alone during the time he was in school, something had to be wrong.

“Hello? Kio?” Ritsuka answered questionably, listening wide-eyed for an answer.

“R-Ritsuka! P-Please… hurry Ritsuka! Soubi’s hurt… badly he needs you! Please… Hurry!” Kio answered franticly, his voice breaking every other word.

Without another word Ritsuka slammed the phone shut, hundreds of questions flowing through his mind. He ran as fast as he could forgetting the door was bolted, he grabbed the door handle and tried to pull it open, with no luck he finally remembered he has locked the door when he entered, unlocking the door he pulled on the handle once more with a bit more force than needed, the door swung open and slammed against the opposite wall. He ran outside the door, stopping, he looked down the right hall then the left, trying to figure out the quickest exit out of the school.

Ritsuka saw a few female students in school uniforms coming in from outside, he took off towards the exit, Yuiko, apparently out looking for him, she grabbed his arm stopping him a few feet from the door.

“Yuiko let go, I have to leave NOW!” he tore away from the grasp she had around his forearm.

Looking shocked and hurt she watched as Ritsuka ran out the door without saying another word to her, Yuiko stood there watching as Ritsuka left the school grounds, she sighed, lowered her head and went back to class a few tears forming in her eyes.

Ritsuka was running as fast as he could down the sidewalk, “I’m sorry Yuiko, I just don’t have time to explain right now, please forgive me” he whispered under his breath. The thoughts of Yuiko soon faded as he remembered where he was going, “Soubi… please be okay, please hang in there”. His thoughts began to race again, not about Yuiko, but of Soubi, what had happened that was so terrible that Kio, of all people, had to call him during school, it must be important, and more importantly what about these dreams of Soubi being hurt? It seemed that every time he had a dream that Soubi was being hurt, he really was. Was he seeing what was actually happening when his fighter unit would fight? No, there was just no way, it was impossible. He quickly forced the thought out of his mind.

Finally reaching Soubi’s apartment he lifted his hand to knock, his hands and body shaking with anxiety, but before he could even touch the door, it swung open Kio standing before him drenched in sweat. His face full with emotion, but Ritsuka didn’t know Kio enough to be able to read the emotions printed on his face, though he was completely exhausted that much Ritsuka could tell. Before Ritsuka could utter a word Kio grabbed his hand and quickly pulled him forcefully inside, almost making him fall to the floor, trying to regain his balance from being pulled, Ritsuka swung himself around to face Kio, an angry expression on the boy’s face, his ears sliding back against his head.

“What was that for Kio?” he shouted at the short haired blond staring over him, Ritsuka wondered what he was staring at, he turned around quickly and noticed Soubi unconscious on his bed covered with several blankets, his glasses lay beside him on his bedside table, his breathing very shallow, he looked as though he was having trouble breathing. Ritsuka ran to his fighters side, panic stricken. Looking at Soubi he noticed deep cuts and black bruises all over his fighters body, or what he could see of him anyway do to the blankets, he wondered just how much of Soubi's body was injured.

Becoming enraged, Ritsuka turned to Kio who was still standing behind him in a trance like state staring at Soubi, he asked, “Who did this, Kio?” his body trembling and not noticing that his voice was unlike his own, sounding a bit harsh. Not getting a response from his fighters friend, he stood and walked slowly over to the short haired blond, looking up at him and decided there was only one way to get his attention. Clutching one hand, he brought up the opposite and before he knew what he was doing he heard a 'SMACK' and saw everything in slow motion, Kio stumbled back, becoming off balance from the sudden contact a red hand mark forming on his cheek, snapping back from wherever his thought may have been.

Ritsuka glanced to the floor his hair falling in front of his face, shadowing his eyes from sight, he heard Kio demand, “What the fuck was-” he stopped in mid sentence when he noticed the pressing look on Ritsuka's face, both hands clutched into fists by the boy's sides, he looked positively furious, Kio heard, “I will ask you again Kio... Who did this?”

To Be Continued...


A/N- Sorry it has taken so long for me to update, I have had a lot of stuff going on, I just moved and I've had a bit of health issues no worries though, I hope to have the next chapter up soon, hope you enjoyed this one.