-1 It was painful. Something Ritsuka had come to expect. It was one of those constant things that made living worthwhile. But it shouldn't hurt this much, should it? Could Soubi really not protect him from this new group.

"We're Helpless! No matter how hard you try or how much you scream, you are completely and utterly helpless." the girl team proclaimed, their name appearing along their arms.

"Screams. I'd like to hear yours." Soubi said with a smirk, preparing to attack.

"You can try." the sacrifice said with a smile, pulling her blonde hair back in a ponytail. "Do it Hari!" The fighter, Hari, nodded.

"A waterfall to drown your screams. To wash away the pain. To destroy your life!" Hari yelled. Ritsuka felt a rush of cold water pummel down on him. When the water stopped he felt himself gasping for breath, almost completely restricted.

"Hmph. One attack and your already down. Not what I expected from the great Soubi-san." The sacrifice scoffed with a hand on her hips. Soubi kept a composed look on his face.

"You give me water. I'll give you fire. A burn as hot as the sun. It won't be to pleasant." Soubi said, keeping an eye on Ritsuka.

"No, A fireproof box to protect Hana!" Hari yelled, trying to block out the attack.

"I think not." Soubi replied, bringing Ritsuka into his arms. A small smile played on his face as he heard her scream in pain.

"Soubi." Ritsuka whispered. His fighter looked down. "Please, end this quickly. I can't take much more."

"Understood." Soubi answered, looking up at his opponents.

"Hana, are you alright?" Hari asked, bending down to Hana, who had fallen from Soubi's attack.

"I'm fine. Just worry about wearing the kid down." Hana said, cupping her fighters face. Hari nodded and stood up.

"You brought the flame, now I'll bring a candle and watch it burn slowly. The wax will melt and you'll be engulfed. How much heat can you take?" Hari said with a smug look on her face. Ritsuka felt something warm spread over his body. At first it relaxed him but then it started to burn.

"Wax is nothing. It can easily be removed and, if used correctly, can bring pleasure." Soubi said, bending down to kiss Ritsuka on the lips. In a flash the scorching heat became bearable and Ritsuka moaned at how good it felt.

"Better Ritsuka?" Soubi asked his sacrifice. He nodded. "Good" and turned his attention back to Helpless. "A candle may burn but it can easily be extinguished. Wind, a tornado to blow out your dim flame."

"No matter how dim a flame it can always be brightened with more fire." Hari smirked. A circle of fire surrounded Ritsuka and Soubi. " Looks like your wind is gone."

"Not likely. The wind may become a breeze but it is always there. There's no protection from the wind. We win." Soubi said calmly, watching as the restrictions disappeared. Hari turned to see Hana on the ground unable to move. Ritsuka blushed as Soubi still held him close to his chest.

"Will they be alright?" Ritsuka asked the man, watching Hari plead with Hana to open her eyes. The arm around his small figure tightened.

"They'll be fine. Now let's get you home before your mother notices your missing." Soubi said, guiding the boy towards his house.

"S-soubi-san." Hana's voice called. Soubi turned. "We came here because we have information for Ritsuka-kun." She nodded at Hari. The fighter grabbed a letter from one of her pockets. "There's a man at school that claims to be the Loveless fighter unit. It's your choice to meet him or not, since he could be bluffing, but it would be better if you talked with him." Hana explained as Hari handed the letter to Ritsuka.

"You should meet him Ritsuka-kun. I know you have Soubi right now but it's the best feeling in the world to be with your true fighter. Trust me." Hari said to the brunette. Ritsuka merely took the letter and nodded. Hari attempted to stand up.

"It was a fun battle Soubi-san. Loveless-san. Goodnight." Hana said with a smile. Hari rushed to help her injured sacrifice. They walked off in the opposite direction as words of advice and compliments flew back to the two males staring after them. Once they were completely out of sight Ritsuka looked down at the letter.

"If what they said was true, do you think I should meet him?" Ritsuka asked the blonde. Soubi shrugged.

"It's your choice Ritsuka. If this man is your fighter than you should be with him. Hari was right. To be with the one with the same name as you is pure bliss. Almost nothing compares to it." Soubi said with a far off look in his eyes. Ritsuka turned away, knowing Soubi was thinking of Seime. After a moment of silence Soubi felt a tug on his sleeve.

"C'mon Soubi we have to get you home. Your name is bleeding again." Ritsuka said, his bangs covering his eyes. Soubi nodded.

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Soubi tried not to groan as Ritsuka put antiseptic on his wounds. He wouldn't openly admit it but it HURT. To get his mind off the pain he started talking about the letter.

"When are you going to open it?" Soubi asked. Ritsuka decided to play dumb.

"Open what?" he asked innocently.

"The letter Helpless gave you."

"Oh, that."

"Yes that. Are you going to open it soon?"

"Do you want me to?" Ritsuka asked, placing the final band-aid on Soubi's cuts. "Done"

Soubi gave a kiss as a thanks, making Ritsuka blush a bit.

"It would be best to turn down your admirers directly." Soubi said with a smile.

"It's not an admirer! Just some crazy guy." Ritsuka replied, rubbing his neck where the restraints had been.

"He won't seem so crazy if he's right." Soubi pointed out. Ritsuka shook his head.

"That doesn't matter. Even if he is my fighter I'm staying with you."

"You won't say that when you meet him." Soubi whispered under his breath sadly.

"Did you say something Soubi?" Ritsuka asked.

"Not a thing." Soubi replied. Finally he noticed that Ritsuka had changed into one of Soubi's older shirts and was climbing on the sofa. "What are you doing?"

"I'm staying here. If I go back now my mom will get angry, but if I tell her I spent the night at a friend's house." Ritsuka paused for a moment. "It won't hurt to bad." he added finally.

"No." Ritsuka looked at the man in surprise.

"What...Sou-" Soubi cut him off.

"If you're staying here then you're sleeping in a bed."

"But it's your bed. You should sleep in it." Ritsuka argued. Soubi shook his head.

"The one I love will not sleep on a couch when there is a perfectly good bed. It's big enough to share." Ritsuka blushed at those last words. He debated it in his mind for a moment and then huffed, not being able to find something wrong with Soubi's plan.

"Fine." he said and stood up. Soubi grabbed the boy from behind.

"I love you Ritsuka." he whispered in the boys ear. Ritsuka blushed and turned his ear away from Soubi's lips. Soubi kissed the crook of his neck and nuzzled into it. He couldn't help but smile at the gasp he was rewarded with. He stood up tall and they made their way to the bedroom.

Once both were tucked safely in bed and Ritsuka was fast asleep Soubi pulled the boy close to him.

"I'll always love you."

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Chapter 1 of a Loveless Fanfic

Thank you for reading chapter 1 "Helpless" of Forget Me Not

I Do NOT own Loveless

And this idea isn't all that original

But I do own this plot which, as far as I can tell, is original

So please read chapter 2

-animeangel665-

A/N- This is my first attempt at a long Loveless fan-fiction so please tell me what you think. Flames will be put out with the waterfall Helpless made, but constructive criticism is always welcome. If anyone likes the plot then I will continue the story, but if I don't get any reviews that tell me they like it then this story will be DISCONTINUED which is something I don't want to do since I actually have a plot. The writing style is a little different from my one-shots, but ,hopefully, still good. If you think the characters got too OOC (which I don't want to do unless I warn you they will) then please tell me and tell me what I do to can change it. Thank you for reading this far.

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