It's short! I know! But my time was very limited! The library only gives my thirty minutes to work! .... I did this is twenty! Yay and such! Well this story is a surprise for Manacled Heart!!! Please enjoy, na no da! (My first story! Review! Be kind please!)

-Swirls

Two types. Two types of cold. Which one's colder? I touch the surface of the window one last time, shivering at the cold surface. Looking around in the hollow darkness, I shiver at the cold feeling of being alone. I sigh. Great, I borrow Yayoi's car one time, and this is what happens?! I look inside the vehicle again. The car sort of made me feel like an outsider. I stared longingly at the keys inside the locked Suzuki and cursed quietly. My forehead pushed lightly on the window. I stood straight. An invisible barrier. Glass is completely clear, you can see right through it, yet… It's solid. Sometimes, you don't even realize that the barrier is there. So, breaking through it becomes nearly impossible. I slid down and curled my knees to my chest. "Soubi…" I murmured… Soubi! That's it! It's hard to tell which is colder is you can't feel both at the same time. I'm not alone. The barrier is solid and hard to find, but once found, breaking it becomes a lot easier. I became strong enough to break it a couple years ago when I was fourteen. Now, sixteen and stronger, I know Soubi will come. 'Soubi, I need you.' I thought. I sent the thought down to the ever-present golden spirit string that was around me. The string lead straight to Soubi. "Call me anytime." His voice echoed in my mind. Back then, I was young and didn't understand him. All he did was frustrate and confuse me, now; I think I understand him a little better. Maybe. I felt an odd sensation run through my body and I knew it was Soubi. Won't be long until he gets here. I closed my eyes and felt myself slip from reality.

"Ritsuka." The velvet voice brought me out of my dream and I looked into the sapphire eyes of my fighter. "S-Soubi! Back up!" His face was much too close. I felt that dreadful red creep its way across my cheeks and I stared at the ground as though it were the most interesting thing in the world. Even after sic years. The 'me' from now hasn't disappeared. Soubi chuckled and backed up. I saw a flash of 'love' on his lower neck. When I was fourteen Soubi and I had a run in with Timeless. They were strong and hurt Soubi pretty badly. We won, but they had injured the scar on Soubi's neck so much that the letters were gone. The next morning when he woke up, thick black letters was where his scar used to be. They read 'Loveless'. He ran to my house and entered my bedroom via balcony. I had the similar mark on my neck. We were finally a proper fighter unit. Finally, we could be called, 'Loveless.' Sharing a name with somebody is sacred and it really makes you appreciate what you have. What I have is irreplaceable. What I have, is Soubi. "Risuka… Did you lock yourself outside of Yayoi's car?"