Chapter 3 - Whatever happens, I'll understand you...

Author's Notes: I think this will be the last chappie. I might write an epilogue... Or maybe even a sequel *wriggles eyebrows teasingly* Anyhoo, enjoy =)

"Ritsuka? Are you in there?!" Came the voice from the bottom of the staircase. Ritsuka gulped. How do you explain your mother you've lost your ears with a 23-year-old?

Soubi put a hand on his shoulder.

"Remember, I'm with you." He said, kissing the top of Ritsuka's head, and then pushed him gently towards the door.

Taking a shuddering breath, Ritsuka yelled: "Yes!" and he heard his Mom make her way up the stairs agonizingly slowly.

His Mother flounced in, definitely tipsy and stopped short when she saw Soubi.

"Oh, Ritsuka, I didn't realize we had a guest."

"Um, yeah..." Ritsuka stood between his Mom and Soubi, wringing his hands nervously. "Mom, this is Agatsuma Soubi. Soubi, this is my Mother. And Soubi..."

He exhaled, glancing at Soubi desperately for help.

"Your son and I are in love."

Ah, ever so subtle...

You know me.

Wait! You heard what I just thought?!

We're connected now. I don't think it's the time for it...

"I-in love? You and Ri-Ritsuka?" His mother stammered, looking from one to another. Ritsuka nodded slowly, discreetly placing his hand into Soubi's.

"Your ears."

Oh my God.

"Ritsuka, where the hell are your ears?!" she shouted, her eyes wide, already scanning the room for something she could throw at her son.

"I... I lost them." Ritsuka answered,

"What?!"

***

"Soubi... Soubi... No... School..."

Ritsuka tried to push the Fighter off him, not really wanting to let go himself. Although he did have Soubi just for himself for the whole night... He blushed at the memory of what they had done. And how they had been almost caught by his Mother. Whatever happened was not better than getting caught. She had thrown them both out, screaming after seeing Ritsuka's earless coif.

Now all was well, though. They were cozily lying in Soubi's tiny bed, which was so small they had to be very close not to fall off it. It didn't help that currently Soubi was trying to continue the night's happenings.

"Soubi... Have to... Get up..." Ritsuka moaned, pulling softly at the man's hair, trying to pry his mouth away from his neck halfheartedly.

"Can't you kiss miss it? kiss I want you kiss all for myself..."

Ritsuka nearly gave up there and then. Feeling hot lips on his skin was more than satisfactory, but along with Soubi's velvety voice that always got him what he wanted...

"Soubi... I really have to go to school... Test..."

Soubi pulled away from Ritsuka reluctantly and pushed himself up a little bit so that they were looking straight into each other's faces. He raised a hand and touched it to Ritsuka's cheek tenderly, smiling a little.

"You have no idea how beautiful you are right now..." He said, his voice barely above a whisper, knowing full well that his voice turned Ritsuka into a hot mess.

His Sacrifice's face heated up and he lowered his gaze.

"Soubi... I'm a boy. Boys are handsome, not beautiful." He answered stubbornly, although secretly he loved being complimented (even if in such a corny manner) by Soubi.

"Oh, Ritsuka, believe me," Soubi pressed their flushed bodies closer. "I know full well you're a boy."

Ritsuka yelped when he felt Soubi's hand on his groin.

"Soubi... No more... I need to get up."

Soubi sighed and lowered his head onto the pillow. Ritsuka hopped out of bed and quickly started gathering his things. Luckily he was able to get the books for the next day of school out of the apartment while his Mom was having a fit, but he would have to sneak back to get the rest of his stuff.

That brought him up short.

"Soubi..."

"Hm?" Came the reply from under the covers. Soubi propped himself onto his elbows and turned to smile at Ritsuka. My Ritsuka...

"Does... Does this mean we're living together?" He asked in a small voice, averting his gaze.

Soubi's smile widened so much you could power an entire city with it.

"If you wanted to, I would be happy."

Ritsuka looked at him hopefully from under his bangs.

"Then I do."

"Ritsuka..." In one swift motion Soubi was out of bed and hugging Ritsuka tightly, his face buried in the Sacrifice's hair. He kissed the top of Ritsuka's head, right where the neko ears used to be, inhaling his scent.

"Soubi, I'm scared." Came Ritsuka's muffled voice.

"Why?"

"What will the others say when they see that I'm... You know, an adult?" Ritsuka felt himself blush at that.

"They will say you look cute earless." Chuckled Soubi.

"Soubi, I'm serious."

"Ritsuka, I honestly don't know." Soubi pulled back a little, only to find that Ritsuka was once again staring at the floor.

He brought the teen's chin up with a finger and gazed into his violet eyes.

"But I'm with you every step of the way, don't forget that, all right?"

Ritsuka nodded happily and pressed his lips to Soubi's. Soubi smiled into the kiss, happy that it was Ritsuka who initiated the contact. He hardly ever did that before, but now...

You can hardly keep your hands off me, Rit-chan...

Oh shut up. And stop calling me Rit-chan. I might pull back.

You won't.

Oh crap... Are you able to hear everything I think?

Yes. You can block me, of course, but not for long...

Just great. I can't think with me in my head, how am I supposed to do anything with you saying perverse things in my mind?...

At least I'll keep you busy during boring lessons...

Whatever. Less talking, more moaning, Sou-chan...

Sou-chan?

Just something I'm trying out...

***

Thanks to Soubi, Ritsuka was late. Like, really late. So, he was the last one to enter the classroom, the lesson had already begun. He burst into the classroom, panting.

In a split second all eyes where on him, no, scratch that, on his earless head.

"Sorry I'm late, sensei. May I?" Ritsuka asked politely, trying to ignore the stares.

"Um... Sure, Aoyagi-san. Take your seat." Shimonome-sensei whispered, horrified. More at her own 26-year-old head with ears still present than at Ritsuka's 14-year-old earless one.

Step. Step. Step.

Ritsuka plopped down onto his chair and took his books out from his bag, his heart thudding in his chest.

And here I thought you didn't care what others said...

Shut it, Soubi.

I think it went kind of well, don't you?

Ha. Ha. You won't be the one who has to face all the questions. Maybe I really should give them all the dirty details?

Ritsuka.

Kidding. Or am I?...

***

"Ritsuka-kuuun!"

Here we go.

"Ne, Ritsuka-kun, did you have a good day yesterday?" Yuiko asked teasingly, staring at the top of his head openly, Yayoi just a few inches behind her.

"Um, yes. Sure."

"Oh, we sure can see that."

"If you can, then why did you ask?" Snapped Ritsuka.

"Oh... Um, we wanted to ask you... Did it hurt?" Yayoi took over, seeing tears forming in Yuiko's eyes.

Ritsuka stopped short.

"No." He said quietly and looked up at Yuiko, who was still freakishly taller then anybody else in the class. "It was amazing." He took a few steps towards the door and then turned back, grinning. "You two should try it sometime."

Author's Notes: So this is it. This chapter has been ready for a crapload of time, I just wanted to add something else. My muse died, screaming, so I decided to give up torturing my computer and just post the damn chapter.

There will be an epilogue, though.

Merry Christmas

and check out my other fics.

Daphne

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