Ritsuka gathered up his noodles with his chopsticks and happily slurped them up. "Mmm, i'm less picky since I met you Soubi, I love everything you cook for me!"

The blonde man who was half-heartedly pushing his around his bowl was more intent on watching the little twelve year old. "Really? I'll cook you anything you want, anytime you want."

"Aww, thanks Soubi! Say, why aren't you eating?"

"Hn? Oh, right, I was distracted."

"By what."

"Thinking."

"About what?"

He put his chopsticks in his almost completely full bowl and rested his elbows on the table with his head in his hands. He smiled at Ritsuka who was in the middle of eating some more of his noodles. "I was just thinking about how gorgeous you are."

Ritsuka choked and Soubi lent across and gently rubbed his back, still smiling. " See, even when you choke you are cute!"

The dark haired boy took a big drink of water and then a deep breath before turning to glare at Soubi. "Why do you say that stuff?"

Soubi blinked at him. "Uh... say what?"

Ritsuka shifted uncomfortably and looked away. "That i'm... well... gorgeous and stuff."

The twenty year old smiled. "Well, because you are."

Ritsuka blushed. "You really think so?"

"Of course I do, I would never lie about something like that to you Ritsuka."

"No of course not, only things that actually matter."

Soubi winced. He hated lying to Ritsuka, he really did, but Seimei's orders were absolute. "I'm sorry Ritsuka, its not that I want to."

Ritsuka sighed. "I know... and... its ok, just, no don't worry about it."

Soubi lent on his elbow as he continued playing with his noodles. He really felt terrible for doing this to the boy in front of him. "Ritsuka, is there anything I can do to make it up to you?"

He thought carefully. "This is a request, not an order Soubi and I want you to treat it as one meaning you can answer it however you want."

"Okay Ritsuka what is it?"

"Well, apart from things that Seimei has told you can you promise not to lie to me again?"

Soubi lent over to kiss him. "Of course Ritsuka, so does that mean I can tell you anything, as long as I tell the truth?"

Ritsuka frowned. "Uh, well I guess?"

He smiled. "I love you Ritsuka."

The brunette looked away angrily. "Thats basically a lie since the only reason you love me is because Seimei told you to."

"Originally yes, but you have made me really fall for you Ritsuka."

Ritsuka carefully observed him. "You're telling the truth, aren't you?"

Soubi nodded happily. "I am Ritsuka."

The young boy leaned back I his chair casually. "Then you are a pervert. I am twelve Soubi, and you are twenty, meaning you are a pervert."

Soubi sat stunned. He expected Ritsuka to blush and tell him to stop being ridiculous, but he didn't expect to be accused of being a pervert and have his confession of love brushed away so easily.

Soubi sighed. "I think you and Kio would get along well Ritsuka. Very Well."