A/N: Here's the last part of Chapter1! Sorry for the slow update. I've just been awfully busy. I've introduced OC and you'll be expecting more OC here but don't worry, I assure you there will be no Mary Sues or Gary Stus here, since I really hate them.
Chapter 1.2
It was almost an hour past since his mother had left him alone. Ritsuka had locked himself on his bedroom, trying to get over the tensed scene that happened downstairs. His mother's beatings had been more and more infrequent and he really thought that it wouldn't be long for them to heal their relationship and start anew. He should have been more careful, Ritsuka knew that. Now he wasn't sure what would happen.
Knocking sounds startled Ritsuka and for a second he thought it was his mother before his mind registered that its was coming from his balcony. Sighing dejectedly, he got up from his bed and walked across the room and pushed aside the curtains. The boy wasn't surprised to see the smiling face of his fighter on the other side. Ritsuka contemplated the rationality of letting the man in when Soubi noticed Ritsuka's bandaged hand and newly formed bruises. Narrowing his eyes, he tried to calm his anger and worries. He can't do anything about it of course, since one of the few orders that his sacrifice had given him is not to meddle with the Aoyagi affairs. Shuffling through his grocery bag he was carrying, he found what he was looking for that might cheer the boy up and showed it to Ritsuka.
Ritsuka's eyebrow twitched. The boy wondered if he should have heed Kio's warning of Soubi no matter how harmless it seemed then. Candy to get the attention of a gullible child. 'Soubi sure follows the unwritten rule about pedophiles,' Ritsuka thought as he stared at the chocolate pocky that Soubi was waving on his face.
'But then again,' Ritsuka slid the glass door open. 'I can't consider myself gullible and innocent as other kids.'
The glass door slid closed. The grocery bag fell on the floor and the blond fighter dropped on his knees in front of his master, hugging the boy tightly, his nose buried at Risuka's neck, inhaling the scent that is uniquely Ritsuka.
"Itai!" Ritsuka yelped in pain that Soubi immediately let go of him. The boy's poor bandaged hand had been caught and crushed between them. Soubi gently cradled Ritsuka's hand.
"I'm sorry," the young man murmured and kissed the injured hand causing Ritsuka to blush. Soubi smiled at the boy's flushed face. "I just miss you a lot."
If possible, Ritsuka blushed more and looked away in embarrassment. "We just saw each other the other day and you always called me every night."
"I still miss you though, and I tried calling you a while ago," Soubi told him. "Have you turned off your phone?"
Ritsuka tensed, his tail swishing nervously behind him. He pulled away from Soubi and walked toward his bed.
Soubi's gaze followed the boy as he sat down on the bed, noting the change of demeanor and refusal to meet his eyes.
"Mother saw the phone and our pictures on it," Ritsuka confessed as Soubi's expression smoothed out and became unreadable. "She doesn't like me having adult friends and broke the phone."
Silence stretched out between them as Ritsuka nervously waited for Soubi's reaction. He nearly jumped in surprise when he heard the man spoke in a flat voice.
"Are you going to order me not to see you anymore?"
"I-it's not that," Ritsuka stammered. "We should just be more careful and maybe don't come here for a while. Just see me at the school or outside. Just not here."
Soubi sighed and stared down at the pocky box that he was still holding. He approached the boy and offered him the treat.
Ritsuka stared at the pocky box for a moment before accepting it. He looked up at Soubi exasperatedly, "You sure you aren't a pedophile?"
Soubi smiled, "I'm willing to wait, until you grow up, aren't I?"
"But you steal kisses everytime," Ristuka mumbled, fumbling to open the box.
"True," Soubi agreed, kneeling down in front of the boy to steal one.
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Rubber Ducky, you're the one,
You make bathtime lots of fun,
Rubber Ducky, I'm awfully fond of you;
Woo woo be doo
Rubber Ducky, joy of joys,
When I squeeze you, you make noise!
Rubber Ducky, you're my very best friend, it's true!
Doo doo doo-------
"What do you mean you fired him?!"
Hanamoto Aki also known as Aki-chan blinked. He was in the bathtub taking his nightly bath, minding his own business and playing with his yellow rubber ducky when he heard his fighter screeched. He kept silent trying to eavesdrop, wondering what had made Megumi angry. He doesn't really need to try though since Megumi's voice was loud enough to be heard by their neighbors.
"I don't care if he cheated on you, Tsubasa! You shouldn't have pursued him in the first place!"
Aki-chan lips quirked in amusement. Really, he considered anyone's story and secrets trully fascinating, especially if he could use it for blackmail. Squeezing his rubber ducky for good luck, he hoped there's something interesting that would happen. He had been bored recently.
"Baka! The fashion show's tomorrow! How could you expect me to find another lead male model!"
An eyebrow raised, Aki-chan contemplated on what he had heard. Outside, Megumi slammed the phone down on the receiver and screamed bloody murder.
--To be Continued---
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