Fly Free, Butterfly... (Angel Eros / Saku)
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				Title: <strong>Fly Free, Butterfly... (Angel Eros / Saku)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 19:12:34</strong>
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				It was so very difficult for Ritsuka to return to his home everday, to return to the constant tension, the constant worry that his mother would have another bout of rage, and the constant isolation. The young boy enjoyed solitude, true, often thinking that most people were loud, obnoxious and a bother to be around, however not having the option to leave the safety of his room for fear of further injuries made him feel extremely trapped. The only constant individual in his life who didn't irritate him, nor change their behaviour on a daily basis was Soubi, though even when his Fighter came to visit there was aways the nagging concern that his mother would notice someone else was in the house...<br><br>It was a combination of his growing into a young man, having to travel further afield to his college and his mother's behavior growing steadily worse that had caused Ritsuka to ponder the idea of moving to a small flat; his savings would stretch enough to see him through for some time, and he could perhaps find a job that he could do while not studying... The issue that held him was concern over the very woman who made him so very tense. His mother was his mother after all; the only family he had left and it was difficult to think of leaving her, even if she frequently cursed and physically injured him.<br><br>He had decided, after mush deliberation to make the plunge and as he had begun to pack up his belongings in large cardboard boxes, his mother of course noticed something was amiss. As Ritsuka made his way downstairs to retrieve another box from the cupboard beneath he stairs she stepped out from the kitchen and, having been in the process of washing, held a large plate in one hand. <br><br>"What are you doing?" She asked quietly, her tone slightly shaky. Ritsuka closed his eyes and swallowed, turning slowly to face her as he replied simply, hoping to get back to his room before things escalated, as they always did.<br><br>"I'm just getting another box for-"<br><br>"You're going to leave me, aren't you?"<br><br>"I..." What could he say? Technically he was, and his frequent promises of visits and the insistence that he was not half an hour away did little to help his mother.<br><br>"I knew it! You can't be my Ritsuka! He would never leave me alone here!" She was shouting, using the same words she had for the past four years. They still hurt each and every time.<br><br>"Mother, please... Calm down, let me just get back upstairs..." Ritsuka had turned and began to hurry back upstairs, it being the safest thing to do in these situation when there was a loud shatter and he staggered forward with a whimper, turning back to see that the plate had been thrown hard and had broke against his back, the piece of porcelain having cut into his back through the thin fabric of a simple long sleeved black shirt.<br><br>Without comment he simply hurried up the remainder of the stairs and closed the door, locking it and wincing as the stinging pain registered in his mind. One something of an autopilot (having done this so many times) he walked to his bed and pulled from beneath it a well-used first aid kit, carefully removing his shirt before he turned and examined his back in the full length mirror on his wall. Thankfully none of the cuts were too deep, however it was extremely awkward to clean them due to their position. Still, Ritsuka would try his best.<br><br>He gathered up a small cotton pad and poured a small amount of antiseptic on it, reaching round awkwardly to dab at the cuts, a wince crossing over his features. He found he couldn't reach the injuries closer to his spine and furrowed his brow, brushing long strands of dark hair from his features, his cat ears drooping ever so slightly.<br><br>"Now what...?" He asked himself quietly, looking around as if for something to help him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fly Free, Butterfly... (Angel Eros / Saku)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 16:30:17</strong>
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				It was Saturday morning and Soubi had been thinking of Ritsuka as usual. He had a small apartment flat that was only a five minute walk away from the college.<br><br>Coincidence? No, Soubi had intentionally gotten it for the purpose of being nearer to Ritsuka when he went to school.<br><br>He'd always come to pick up the teen at his middle and high school and he saw no reason for it to end now that Ritsuka was in college. In fact, he intended on asking Ritsuka to come live with him so he could save money for other things he wanted. Like expensive cameras and other things that the boy might enjoy and gain use from. There was no need to concern himself with the daily bills of life. Soubi could take care of those things. He walked down the road towards the Aoyagi house.<br><br>It was time to ask. He reached the house and quickly jumped up to the window ledge, perching on it precariously as he slid the window open. Sliding in, he closed it.<br><br>Then, he dropped onto the floor quietly as he turned to regard Ritsuka who was standing in the corner of his room.<br><br>At first it seemed as if he was looking at his reflection but Soubi realized abruptly that the teen was trying to reach a cut on his back. "Ritsuka!" The tall blond exclaimed when he saw the wound on his Sacrifice's back. He came over and gently took the small cotton pad and poured some more antiseptic on it. Placing it directly on the cut he dabbed at it until he was sure it had been cleaned completely. Then, he bandaged the injury and turned Ritsuka around to face him, a concerned look on his face.<br><br>"I'm sorry, you shouldn't have to suffer like this..." Soubi murmured as he reached up and stroked Ritsuka between his soft cat ears. He feared for Ritsuka's safety.<br><br>But when the teen never wanted to move out of his mother's house, what could he do about it all? It was impossible.<br><br>Soubi couldn't live with him in this place, it would be strange and Ritsuka probably wouldn't allow it. Even though Soubi could go for days without food or water. Seimei had done that to him quite often to see whether it would affect his performance. But he only rarely let Seimei down, it was dangerous to do that too often and he had learned never to disappoint his former Sacrifice. "Would you like to go eat together?" He inquired, gazing into Ritsuka's eyes as he waited for a response to come from him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fly Free, Butterfly... (Angel Eros / Saku)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 23:40:09</strong>
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				Ritsuka had clenched his teeth lightly, his arm straining uselessly to stretch around his slender frame and clean the cut that adorned his back, frowning as blood trickled over his pale skin. It pained him in more ways than one each and every time his mother struck out at him; there was of course, the physical pain that the assaults brought, though the mental anguish it brought was much worse. He always felt strangely guilty, that if he was more like Semei; stronger, kinder and better, then he could calm her down and stop matter before they grew worse... The sadness that came with a mother attacking her now only child was not to be scoffed at either.<br><br>Still, the young teen was rather used to the events and as he gazed around idly at his boxed room he frowned, wondering if he really could ever leave the place, especially with his mother the way she was... Would it be right? Could he, in good conscious leave the mentally frail woman alone? He didn't know... he had thought about asking Soubit about the whole issue of him moving out, though he had guessed that his Fighter would immediately jump at the opportunity.<br><br>he knew that Soubi disliked his mother, if only because she hurt him, but no matter what happened, Ritsuka couldn't bring himself to feel negative towards the woman...<br><br>It was at the point, as his eyes trailed back that the very man who he was currently thinking on appeared in the window, and dark eyes widened for a moment before he brought his arms around his front to hide himself. "S-Soubi!" he exclaimed, at the exact same time his own name was called and he frowned, turning to look off to one side as his cut was swiftly and expertly tended to, a small hiss passing between his lips as the antiseptic hit his broken skin. He was silent until the bandage was applied and he was turned around, continuing to frown up at the blond.<br><br>"How many times have I told you? You can't just... Jump through the window whenever you like..." He grumbled, ears twitching as the hand came to stroke between them, his eyelids drooping slightly at the rather pleasant touch before he shook his head and stepped back, turning away once again to glare at his camera which rested upon the nearby table.<br><br>"I'm fine." Was that short response that finally came to Soubi's words before Ritsuka walked to his cupboard and withdrew a fresh shirt; a simple, rather baggy light blue tshirt which he tugged over the top of his head, ears twitching again as they emerged. "Hm...? Go out?" He repeated, blinking across into the other's blue eyes.<br><br>He glanced briefly to the door of his room with a frown as he listened to his mother shouting and sobbing downstairs, turning back to Soubi with a firm nod. "Alright." He walked to the window that the man always entered from, peering outside with a frown. "You go that way, and I will see you outside..." It would be difficult to get by his mother when she was like this, but the young male would have to try.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fly Free, Butterfly... (Angel Eros / Saku)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>07-12-2010, 17:56:22</strong>
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				It wasn't that he disliked Ritsuka's mother. It was more that he felt guilty about the entire situation. But all that was in the past and he couldn't talk about it now.<br><br>Seimei had ordered him never to inform anyone of it and he had obeyed like the good Fighter he was. Seimei... he still missed him.<br><br>Even though he knew he shouldn't. Turning his attention to the present, Soubi let his liquid sapphire eyes linger on Ritsuka briefly. "I wish I could make the pain go away." He murmured, wanting to protect the teen from the cruel, harsh world. But it was too late for that. They had been through too much together and he knew Ritsuka would never want to leave him now. Of course the same was true for Soubi but he also wanted to ensure that Ritsuka never got hurt due to mistakes on his own part.<br><br>He would never forgive himself if he let Ritsuka get hurt. Such a thing was unforgivable in his mind. Perhaps he should attempt to train himself further to get better.<br><br>But then, how would he go about doing something like that? The only training place he knew of was the Seven Moons Academy.<br><br>And he didn't want to go back there. He would run into Ritsu-sensei and that was one person he didn't want to see. Soubi reached out and used his hand to bring Ritsuka's head towards him and a moment later his lips were pressed against Ritsuka's own. It was a brief kiss but a kiss nonetheless. "I love you, Ritsuka." He murmured softly and then jumped out the window, using his skills to get himself down safely. He'd done this so often in the past that it was like second nature to him.<br><br>The tall blond would wait for Ritsuka to leave the building and then make sure he was injury-free. Then, they would head out and Soubi would treat him to ramen.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fly Free, Butterfly... (Angel Eros / Saku)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>08-12-2010, 15:22:23</strong>
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				The teen's lips pursed slightly into a thin line at Soubi's words, looking off to one side with a deep frown. No one could simply make pain go away; it was impossible, no matter how the person tried. He knew that the blond wanted to make him feel better, make him safe and comfortable and yet it seemed so very futile to hope for such safety in his current situation.<br><br>"I know, Soubi." He commented quietly, a heavy sigh passing between his lips as he gazed around at the boxes in the room, the frown deepening upon his features as he pondered the idea of leaving at all. Could he do it? He told himself that he had to leave and start his new life, but there was the matter of living alone; he had never done so in his life... There had always been either Seimei or his mother there with him, and if he was honest, the thought of being alone scared him deeply.<br><br>Ritsuka was suddenly broken from his thoughts as he felt the hand upon the back of his head, blinking quickly and tilting forward with the motion before his lips were suddenly claimed. While he didn't simply push the Fighter away as he had done previously, it was still rather uncomfortable for the young teen, much as any intimacy was however his cheeks still flushed ever so slightly, even at the brief kiss. "Mmn..." He released a small sigh at the words of love, biting his lower lip for a moment as the man leaped from the window, turning the the door of his room.<br><br>Slowly he moved to the hallway, closing his door quietly behind him before he moved slowly down the stairs, his eyes searching for the figure of his mother. She was nowhere to be seen until Ritsuka reached the kitchen,frowning deeply as he saw her sittin upon a chair, sobbing heavily to herself. It wrenched violently at the teen's heart to see her in such a sorry state, though there was nothing he could do... If Seimei was here, he'd know what to do...<br><br>Swiftly he moved to the front door, whipping a light blue jumper from the nearby hooks, tugging it over his head as he exited the house, glancing around for the blond. "Soubi?" He voiced quietly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fly Free, Butterfly... (Angel Eros / Saku)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 17:13:07</strong>
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				The tall blond moved into view as his long legs took him from behind the tree. A soft mysterious smile could be seen on his lips as he closed the distance between them.<br><br>He was sure that Ritsuka knew all the places one might go to eat. After all, according to Seimei, the teen had lived here all his life.<br><br>Soubi glanced back over his shoulder at the house and then let his liquid sapphire eyes fall on Ritsuka once more. "Will you lead?" He asked, wanting Ritsuka to take him to a place he wanted to go. Not being particular when it came to his own pleasure - Ritsu and Seimei had trained him in that regard - Soubi would appreciate going anywhere, as long as it was with his Sacrifice. A Fighter's entire purpose was to please his Sacrifice and not to let him down. Of course protecting them went without saying.<br><br>It was Ritsuka's choice as to where they went to eat. Once the place had been decided, they walked in silence towards their destination. It almost felt eerie in a way.<br><br>That is, until Soubi broke the silence a few moments later. "Ritsuka... were you planning on moving?" He asked in a calm voice.<br><br>He hadn't yet looked at him, the words had been spoken as he stared ahead of him. Soubi wanted to know if Ritsuka had intended on keeping the matter a secret or if he just hadn't had the time to inform him of such an important thing. If it had been the former, he would feel a bit left out but it wasn't his place to complain about being kept out of the loop. Both Ritsu and Seimei had done that in the past and he should have expected it from Ritsuka but he had hoped the teen would be different.<br><br>Perhaps that hope had been misplaced. But then... he shouldn't jump to conclusions until he knew the facts. He knew this and so he waited for Ritsuka to respond.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fly Free, Butterfly... (Angel Eros / Saku)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>12-12-2010, 04:17:55</strong>
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				Ritsuka blinked slowly at his Fighter as the blond revealed himself, a small nod being all that passed by way of a greeting before he heard a small thud coming from inside the house; the familiar falling of a thrown chair bringing forth a frown to the young male's lips.<br><br>There was nothing he could do to help his mother; she was in a horrific world of her own where her two sons had left her, where she was left with an 'imposter'... <br><br><em>Seimei... Why did you die...? You'd know what to do...</em><br><br>He shook his head sharply, tips of dark brown ears drooping slightly as he nodded silently to Soubi's comment, placing his hands in his pockets as he turned and walked along the sidewalk, heading in the direction of a rather pleasant sushi bar he sometimes visited.<br><br>He tensed briefly at the question that was posed tp him, glancing sideways at the tall blond with a small frown. "I... Was planning to; there are some openings at some small apartments near the college so... It seems like a good idea to move out." His words were quiet, somewhat awkward and he shook his head, still being extremely unsure whether or not to commit to the move or not.<br><br>The thought of being alone was terrifying to Ritsuka, though this fear never showed on his face; merely the usual gloomy frown.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fly Free, Butterfly... (Angel Eros / Saku)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>14-12-2010, 23:50:52</strong>
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				Soubi hadn't meant to upset Ritsuka with his question. He was simply curious since he had seen the boxes off to the side of the room. It seemed as if they were full.<br><br>Usually one did not leave full boxes in their bedrooms unless they intended on moving out of the place in question. It just wasn't normal.<br><br>He was glad when Ritsuka actually gave him an answer rather than telling him it wasn't any of his business. Soubi wouldn't have been surprised if Ritsuka had reacted in a bad way and told him it wasn't any of his business. He was used to being treated like an animal and it didn't really bother him that much. After all, he was Ritsuka's slave now and the teen could do anything he wanted to or with him. That was what being a Fighter required from him. The bond that connected him and his Sacrifice.<br><br>It was what Ritsu and Seimei had drummed into his mind. It was what Soubi believed as a result, even though he was no longer with them. He couldn't help it.<br><br>What they said made sense and no one else had told him differently. So why would he abandon everything he had learned?<br><br>The obvious answer was that he wouldn't. Soubi moistened his lips as Ritsuka admitted that he had been planning on moving out of the house. "You could always stay at my apartment. I have plenty of space and it's located right next to the school you'll be going to. If you want privacy I can always step outside whenever you require it." Soubi said hopefully, wanting to be able to provide for Ritsuka as best he could. "I've been thinking of asking you about it lately but you always seemed set on remaining..."<br><br>Should he have said those last words? "Where would you like to eat?" Soubi asked, attempting to lighten the mood somewhat. They needed to set off in a direction.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fly Free, Butterfly... (Angel Eros / Saku)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>16-12-2010, 00:13:02</strong>
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				For several long moments after Soubi spoke the suggestion of his living with him, Ritsuka's lips hardened into a thin line, shoulders hunching upward ever so slightly. The young man was unsure how to react or what to say; the thought of living in an apartment alone was rather uncomfortable, as never before had he been such. Even as his current living conditions were not ideal, he was still very glad for his mother being in the family home, despite her lack of care towards him... It was still another presence, something to remind him that he was alive.<br><br>Perhaps he could move in with Soubi? Would it be bad to do so? Of course it would! He would be moving in with an adult, one he was not related to, one who held more secrets than anyone he had ever met before... And yet he felt oddly like he could trust the blond haired man, and he shifted his gaze briefly towards his Fighter, a small frown upon his features.<br><br>Soubi had been thinking about asking him for some time? Why? Dark ears fluttered briefly before they flattened slightly against the young man's head and he sighed heavily. "I didn't realise you thought about my moving in." He said quietly, a hint of irritation to his words. "How long have you been thinking about this?"<br><br>He huffed quietly and shook his head, turning his gaze back to the road ahead. "There's a sushi place not far... It's quite nice..." He added quietly, his tail swaying slowly through the air behind him as again his thoughts drifted back to the idea of moving in with the blond.<br><br>A slight blush rose to his cheeks; surely it was only family, or couples who moved in and lived together? It seemed so inappropriate... And yet the thought of being with Soubi; the only person who he had been able to really count on aside from Seimei, was rather appealing...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fly Free, Butterfly... (Angel Eros / Saku)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>16-12-2010, 23:27:15</strong>
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				He had made Ritsuka annoyed. Soubi had been trained to not let any inner emotions show outwardly but he was concerned. What part had made Ritsuka upset?<br><br>Leaving his home? Or the offer of living with him instead of on his own? It had to be one of the two since he hadn't said anything else.<br><br>Soubi bit his lip, realized he was doing so and refrained from the unconscious action. "If I upset you in any way, then punish me." He told Ritsuka softly as he stared at the ground, waiting for the teen to respond to his words. The tall blond blinked when he heard Ritsuka speak once more. Was that it? He raised his head but did not meet Ritsuka's eyes, hearing the irritation in his voice. "My apologies. I didn't mean to speak out of turn. It is your decision to make and I will always follow you." He murmured.<br><br>Moistening his lips when Ritsuka asked how long he had been thinking about it, Soubi hesitated. He didn't really want to answer this but Ritsuka had asked him.<br><br>He would only get more angry if the blond lied to him. And it was the sort of question where the truth would come out eventually.<br><br>Not an insignificant one that might never see the light of day. It was in Soubi's best interest to not lie and he sighed heavily. "I have been thinking of it ever since I first met you." He admitted, waiting for Ritsuka to land a blow on him. Such thoughts of his were somewhat ludicrous, what sort of person would want a twelve year old to move in with them the moment they had first laid eyes on them? Only a pervert would think something like that. And Soubi did not fall under that particular classification.<br><br>No matter what Kio or anyone else said about him. He was not about to have sex with a minor, in fact he didn't even know if he would <em>ever</em> have sex with Ritsuka.<br><br>But that didn't change the fact that living together was more than just a sexual thing, it was more like a matter of convenience.<br><br>If they were attacked, both of them would be together and able to respond quickly. Rather than having to rush over to the other person's house. Soubi nodded when Ritsuka told him there was a sushi place nearby. "Alright." He murmured and followed the teen down the sidewalk towards the place in question. Ritsuka still had time to punish him if he wished, either on the way to their destination, at the sushi place, on the way back or somewhere else. It was all up to him.<br><br>However, every time Soubi had tried to get Ritsuka to punish him he had always been rejected. It was rather disappointing for Soubi who had developed into a masochist.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fly Free, Butterfly... (Angel Eros / Saku)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 01:08:19</strong>
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				Ritsuka flinched slightly at the predictable response. It was somewhat unnerving, no matter how many times the subject was brought up, how Soubi wished for punishment; the dark haired teen knew next to nothing of the Fighter's and Seimei's relationship, and he refused to think that his brother was anything but the kind and wonderful one who always took care of him. Refused to think that punishment was something that regularly occurred.<br><br>"Don't be ridiculous." He murmured sternly, ears drooping ever so slightly against his scalp before he sighed and nodded slowly; it was his decision... He simply wished he could make it more securely, become stronger to make his eventual decision.<br><br>There were so many factors to be taken into account... His mother, of course, would be made most likely more distraught by being alone, or perhaps it would be better for her; not having the 'impostor' in her home? Then there was Soubi; the blond had gained most of Ritsuka's trust and yet there were so many unknown elements surrounding the bespectacled man, not to mention the tension that often existed between the pair... <br><br>Would it be a good idea to live together? The boy honestly had no idea; it would be convenient to live so close to college, and to be safer, and yet... There was the nagging doubt in the back of his mind...<br><br>Hiseyes widened for a moment at the revelation that Soubi had thought of living with him from their first meeting. He was <em>twelve</em> back then... It seemed extremely inappropriate for one to have such thoughts, and yet he felt no real sense of danger from the blond.<br><br>"For... Six years, this has been on your mind?" He asked, rather surprised before he shook his head with a heavy sigh. "It's not important. I think..." He paused, furrowing his brow for a moment before he continued, unease showing within his dark eyes. "I'd like to maybe stop by your apartment after we eat... To see if it would be practical..."<br><br>It was extremely awkward for Ritsuka to ponder the idea of moving in with someone who wasn't family, especially someone so... Unique as Soubi, however he thought also that it would be foolish to outright ban the idea because of his issues.<br><br>they lapsed into silence for several moments then as they walked along the street until eventually Ritsuka turned and walked into a small sized sushi bar within the district. It was a modest affair; a fairly small size with only a few people inside beside themselves and the teen nodded at the scene, glad thatthere weren't too many people inside. "We'll sit near the back..." He said softly before he made his way towards the back end of the restaurant where there were fewer people, pulling up a chair at a small table beside the conveyor belt that carried the many sushi plates around the room.<br><br>Now came the rather awkward bit; Ritsuka was hardly good at making conversation and as such he simply sat and leaned slightly forward, one arm resting on his lap, the other cradling his chin which was held in a palm, elbow resting on the table.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fly Free, Butterfly... (Angel Eros / Saku)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 21:24:38</strong>
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				Once more Ritsuka rejected his suggestion to punish him. It wasn't unexpected, in fact Soubi would have been surprised if Ritsuka had taken him up on the offer.<br><br>He never had before but that didn't stop Soubi from continuing to ask. Perhaps sometime in the future Ritsuka would give in to his request.<br><br>Even if it was only for one time. The tall blond knew what Ritsuka was thinking of had many consequences for both him and his mother. It was not a decision to be made lightly if Ritsuka would only regret his choice later. The best way was to carefully think about the pros and cons for a time and then make the best choice judging from the collected information. But Soubi would not speak of the matter since Ritsuka seemed as if he wanted to do it alone. It was Ritsuka's life after all and Soubi should not interfere.<br><br>"Yes." He said simply in response to Ritsuka's inquiry. It was the truth and he saw no need to hide it from him, since he had already confessed the main portion.<br><br>Ritsuka's next words caught him by surprise. He was actually considering accepting his offer? The tall blond hadn't been expecting that.<br><br>He had hoped Ritsuka would agree but he hadn't thought it would be so easy. Yes, Ritsuka had not accepted yet but if things went well there was a high chance he might. Soubi inclined his head. "Of course." He almost bit his lip - thinking about Rituska's reaction when he saw his apartment - and then chided himself inwardly for even thinking about such an action. Soubi really was slipping up after so much free time spent not fighting. It was a rather disturbing thought to think about.<br><br>Could he even be considered the best anymore? For some reason he doubted it. It was time that he started to re-train himself again so he wouldn't let down Ritsuka.<br><br>The mere thought sent a chill down his spine and his smile dropped slightly. What would happen if someone fought them and won?<br><br>It would be the most humiliating day of his life and he would be unable to face Ritsuka if such a thing ever occurred. Ritsuka was too important and Soubi knew he wasn't at his best having not engaged in a fight for at least a few months. He hadn't even been training himself regularly since developing a more personal relationship with Ritsuka had been occupying his thoughts lately. But how could he get what he needed? Ritsuka would not be of any help since he was unfamiliar with the way things worked.<br><br>Not to mention the fact that he couldn't give him the pain he needed to train. Seimei was gone and that only left Ritsu but Soubi didn't want to see the bastard.<br><br>Kio didn't have the strength, even if he disagreed. Damn it. As much as he hated to admit it, Ritsu-sensei was the only one.<br><br>The only one who could possibly help him which made Soubi rather angry. He followed the teen to the back of the place and tried to put Ritsu-sensei out of his mind, he was here with Ritsuka and didn't want to put him in a bad mood. A smile came to his face shortly afterward as he picked a few plates off the belt, setting them down on the table. Then, he leaned forward and gazed at Ritsuka for a few moments, just because he loved spending time with him. It was nice to simply relax and not worry about things.<br><br>After all, he was with the person he most wanted to spend time with. What could be better than that? "What would you like, Ritsuka?" He inquired, nodding at the belt.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fly Free, Butterfly... (Angel Eros / Saku)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>23-12-2010, 02:19:59</strong>
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				Ritsuka had somewhat lapsed into thought as he sat and looked off to one side, his gaze lazily following the plates that slowly wound their way over the belt. he wasn't paying the various dishes much attention, however, his dark eyes unfocused as he was somewhat lost in his mind's thoughts.<br><br>Moving in with Soubi.<br><br>Living with Soubi.<br><br>It sounded so very strange to the boy's ears; it had always been himself, his mother and Seimei, no other had come into the equation and yet now he was considering moving in with the man who had plunged his normal life into chaos in more ways than one. Of course the relationship they shared of Fighter and Sacrifice was still something of which Ritsuka knew little, and perhaps it would be a good idea to live closer, for safety's and knowledge's sake...<br><br>But then there was the simple appropriateness of the situation. It was surely somehow wrong for him to be considering such a move so early in his life; his first 'adventure' (for lack of a better word) outside his family home to be with the blond that currently sate before him... And yet...<br><br>And yet...<br><br>Some part of the teenager wanted to live with the other man; wanted to live with someone with whom he could at least feel vaguely safe around, someone who had never let him down. Though at the numerous times he had not realised how Soubi had done anything and everything he could for him, with the passing of time had come a realisation that the bespectacled man could be trusted, even with the many secrets.<br><br>He shook his head slowly and sighed softly, blinking and redirecting his focus to his Fighter, the smallest hint of a flush coming to his cheeks as he noticed that <em>look</em> that was always given to him; the deep and penetrating stare that made him grow silent and freeze in a foolish fashion.<br><br>"I..." He swallowed and turned sharply to the belt, frowning slightly. "I can get things myself." He finished quickly, the slight embarrassment most likely being noticed by Soubi as he reached for several plates, snapping a pair of chopsticks open with a loud crack. He then busied himself with eating the various fish dishes, chewing thoughtfully and narrowing his eyes upon the bowls, a frown upon his lips.<br><br>"Help yourself." He added after a long moment, trying to banish the infantile flush from his cheeks.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fly Free, Butterfly... (Angel Eros / Saku)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>28-12-2010, 20:40:15</strong>
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				Soubi smiled as he watched Ritsuka reach over for several plates. He really was adorable and the tall blond let his chin rest in the palm of his hand for a few moments.<br><br>He inclined his head when the teen instructed him to help himself. As a result, he took a few plates of his own from the rotating belt.<br><br>Setting them before him, he snapped his chopsticks open as well. Then, he picked up some pieces of fish from the plate and placed them in his mouth. Using the thin sticks of wood to transfer a piece of sushi to his mouth, Soubi chewed thoroughly. He wondered what was going on in Ritsuka's mind but didn't express his interest, knowing Ritsuka would speak when he wanted. Neither of them were very social creatures so silence was not as uncomfortable as it might be to many others.<br><br>Yet still, he found himself wondering if Ritsuka would like his apartment. He'd been to his old one before but the new one Soubi had gotten was vastly different.<br><br>It had more room and space than the last and also seemed like the perfect place for a college student, especially since it was so close.<br><br>The college itself was only a block away from the apartment complex. Soubi had actually gotten it hoping that Ritsuka might spend some nights with him every now and then. But having Ritsuka move in had been a welcome surprise and the tall blond was quite excited about the possibility. "Is the food to your liking?" Soubi inquired, wanting to make sure Ritsuka was content with the place he had picked. He knew the teen's birthday was coming up shortly, in a month if he recalled.<br><br>He wanted to do something special for him but hadn't quite decided what it would be. A trip somewhere perhaps? Of course the present had already been picked out.<br><br>Soubi had bought the item yesterday. He'd caught Ritsuka looking at it a few days ago and knew the boy probably was dying to try it out.<br><br>The latest and best version of the sort of camera he liked had been displayed in store windows everywhere lately. Soubi had purchased it because he wanted to make Ritsuka happy but had decided against giving it to him right then. No, it called for a celebration and so he had told himself he would give Ritsuka a treat on his birthday by giving him the expensive camera. That way the teen couldn't refuse the gift by saying it was too much. It wasn't as if Soubi would have spent the money on anything.<br><br>So why let the money go to waste? He wanted Ritsuka to have everything he had ever wanted. The boy deserved some sort of happiness due to his mother's situation.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fly Free, Butterfly... (Angel Eros / Saku)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>01-01-2011, 18:54:03</strong>
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				Ritsuka had rather lost himself in thought; being somewhat consumed by the prospect of entering Soubi's house once their meal was over. The young boy would have been lying, had he said he didn't slightly regret his choice of action. It was rash, maybe even foolish for him to decide that he would see the blonde's home; he should have thought more, should have asked more about the area before simply venturing into unknown territory.<br><br>It was rather nervewracking to Ritsuka, who had never before lived anywhere but his family home. The thought of never returning there, the thought of moving into someone else's place... It seemed so unlike him.<br><br>Still, he busied hiself in the action of removing fish from the rotating belt, idly taking up small pieces of fish with his chopsticks and chewing slowly, if only to give himself more time to think without (hopefully) looking suspicious. He couldn't really go back on his word so soon, to do so would show great weakness, and the young man felt a strange desire to remain strong in front of Soubi.<br><br>As the silence was broken by a question, Ritsuka blinked, swallowing what little was in his mouth before he spoke, looking down at his plate and idly poking at the fish with the tip of a slender black stick. "Oh... Yes... The food is fine... I like fish..." His response was soft and quietly, tail winding idly about the arm of his chair as he continued to eat for several moments, eventually placing his chopsticks upon the side.<br><br>He folded his arms loosely and rested them on the table with a small sigh, looking over at his companion with a small frown; an almost permanent fixture upon his lips. "How is it for you...?" Ritsuka was unsure why he returned the question... it seemed rather unlike him and yet he found himself curious, looking across at Soubi with dark eyes.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fly Free, Butterfly... (Angel Eros / Saku)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>08-01-2011, 17:36:39</strong>
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				Of course, Soubi was so in tune with Ritsuka that he could guess what the teen was thinking. He had tried to be that way with Seimei but it hadn't worked out as well.<br><br>For some reason he had to try harder with Seimei than he did with Ritsuka. Most likely because Seimei had never truly cared about him.<br><br>Not in the same manner that Ritsuka did. With Ritsuka, tuning into his soul was like breathing whereas with Seimei it was like swimming through water. It was still possible but Soubi had to work desperately to overcome the force that was pushing him back. A soft light came to his eyes as he caught Ritsuka's expression. "Just because you're moving out, doesn't mean you can't go back and see her every day." He murmured, not wanting the teen to isolate himself completely from his mother.<br><br>He knew how much she meant to him and what a big decision and step this was for Ritsuka. Soubi smiled when the teen told him he liked fish and inclined his head.<br><br>That much he already knew. Soubi watched him as he ate, enjoying the very sight of his Sacrifice. He was content to simply remain like this.<br><br>After all, he could always eat later on. But Ritsuka wasn't always around, so he might as well make the most of his time with him. "Fine. I like the fish too." He said, a playful smile on his face. The tall blond stretched his hand across the table to grasp Ritsuka's own and squeezed it. "Relax. It's not like you're going to a job interview. Or meeting anyone other than perhaps Kio." Soubi said with a smile and gazed into the teen's eyes. "If you like I can even call Kio and have him leave until we're done."<br><br>Soubi said as he waited to hear what Ritsuka wished him to do. He would do anything to make sure the boy felt at ease and wasn't nervous or uncomfortable later.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fly Free, Butterfly... (Angel Eros / Saku)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 15:32:24</strong>
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				Ritsuka frowned deeply at Soubi's words, encouraging him to relax; how could he possibly do such a thing? Did the blond not realise just how important this decision was? No, of course he did... Soubi understood everything about the boy, which was perhaps a little troubling, however he merely sighed heavily and looked off to one side, a hand moving to cup his chin, elbow resting upon the table. He couldn't leave his mother entirely, it was out of the question. She was too unstable, too much of a danger to herself and no matter how difficult it was, the boy would continue to visit her, even if he moved hours away.<br><br>He nodded simply then as Soubi spoke of liking fish, blinking quickly as he found his hand being taken gently and squeezed, turning to look at their hands upon the table before he raised his eyes slowly to look into the blond' bespectacled face, sighing heavily at the thought that he would see Kio; he hadn't thought of that previously... The man would be living in the same area as himself and Soubi, should he decide to make the plunge. He shuffled slightly, biting his lower lip ever so slightly at the thought of an unknown element being in an already foregin environment.<br><br>"No... no, he should be there... Since he most likely will be a great deal of the time anyway..." it would be something he would have to get used to, no matter how much he disliked the idea; he wasn't accustomed to being overly social at the best of times, and though he had never heard much about Kio, the mere thought of forced interaction didn't sit well with Ritsuka.<br><br>Still, it was something that he would simply have to do... Knowing that made it no easier, however.<br><br>"Well... I would like to leave now... I'm not hungry anymore." He swallowed and slid his hand slowly from Soubi's the lightest hint of a blush upon his pale cheeks as he rose to his feet, stretching slightly and nodding towards the door. "Is your apartment far, Soubi?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fly Free, Butterfly... (Angel Eros / Saku)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>18-01-2011, 02:53:44</strong>
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				Soubi noted the slight twitch on Ritsuka's part. "Kio won't be living with us. He has his own place a few blocks down." The tall blond informed the teen next to him.<br><br>He wasn't sure if that was what had been bothering Ritsuka or not. But he thought the other male should know the details about Kio regardless.<br><br>Everything that applied to him at any rate. "But he does tend to drop by often, if that's not a problem?" Soubi asked as he looked over at Ritsuka, as if he was waiting for permission from his Sacrifice. He nodded when Ritsuka told him he wanted to leave since he wasn't hungry anymore and paid for their dishes. Coming back, he smiled when Ritsuka stretched and asked if his apartment was far from the place. "Not really. Only around a five minute walk from here." He murmured softly to the dark haired teen.<br><br>It really was exactly how long Soubi said. Five minutes later they had reached his new apartment, located a few streets away from the college Ritsuka would be going to.<br><br>That is if he decided to attend that particular one. It was near his house but far enough away to provide housing on campus. A nice opportunity.<br><br>Soubi opened the door and stepped inside, expecting Kio to call out his name and come rushing toward him. But nothing happened and he raised a brow, glancing around. It seemed as if his friend had stepped out for the time being. "This is the place, feel free to look around and see if it is to your liking. I'll take whichever room you don't want." He murmured, not wanting to restrict Ritsuka into a room he didn't feel comfortable in. "There is also housing on campus as well." He added, wanting to make sure Ritsuka knew that.<br><br>Tuition wasn't a problem for him, he could pay in lump sums if that was what Ritsuka wanted. But he figured the apartment would be better for him in the long run.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fly Free, Butterfly... (Angel Eros / Saku)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>21-01-2011, 04:55:47</strong>
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				Ritsuka blinked quickly as it was revealed that the other blond didn't live with Soubi; the number of times that he had been informed of Kio's appearance there had led the boy to believe that they lived together, and he mused idly that they might as well; the amount of time the manseemed to spend... A peculiar twinge of something that might have been jealousy crept up within the brunette's stomach, and he frowned slightly at the sensation, shaking his head and scolding himself.<br><br><em>Stop acting foolish...it doesn't matter to you how much time they spend together.</em> And yet still, his thoughts lingered even as he listened to Soubi explain that Kio tended to visit often, much as he had expected and he slowly shook his head. "It wont be a probelm... As long as he doesn't enter my room... Assuming that I... Decide to move in, that is..." A very faint hint of pink took Ritsuka's cheeks as his words seemed to imply (to him at least) that he had already made his decision to take the proverbial plunge, which he certainly hadn't.<br><br>He could live on his own... He was certain of it... Possibly...<br><br>The boy shook his head and blinked across at the blond, nodding simply as it seemed the walk to the apartment would not take long, and he was glad to step indoors again, away from the busy and bustling streets, even giving a small sigh as the door closed behind them. <br><br>Thankfully, Kio didn't seem to be inside, which was another source of relief for Ritsuka, who nodded simply and began to make his way into the first door that greeted him along the small corridor. He gazed slowly around as he found himself in what seemed to be Soubi's bedroom, his cheeks flushing slightly as his gaze lingered upon the bed; his Fighter slept there, assuming that the man ever did sleep... He seemed so very diligent at all times, that Ritsuka was uncertain how often he had the chance to truly rest.<br><br>Without much though, he made his way towards it and sat lightly upon the edge, the mattress sagging slightly against his light weight, hands clasping lightly together on his lap as he gazed downward at the floor. Living with Soubi... It still seemed like such a strange concept; the blond was a mysterious and unknown quantity in Ritsuka's life, even after spending years together... And yet the boy felt extremely comfortable around the blond.<br><br>Well... More comfortable than he did with anyone else, save Seimei.<br><br>His eyes slipped closed as he took a deep inhale, taking in the subtle scent that lined the room; Soubi's smell, and his cheeks flushed slightly bright with the realisation of just what he was doing before he swiftly rose to his feet and lightly cleared his throat, glancing again around the room in an aloof manner, though the blush on his cheeks would reveal that his thoughts were perhaps, not as basic as the room's practicality.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fly Free, Butterfly... (Angel Eros / Saku)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 04:19:13</strong>
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				In his last apartment, Soubi had lived with Kio. But this was his new apartment, the one he had gotten once Ritsuka had graduated high school. This one he lived alone.<br><br>Mostly because he had wanted to see if he could persuade Ritsuka to move in with him. If Kio was living with him he knew that might present a problem.<br><br>He inclined his head at Ritsuka's words. "Of course. He knows his boundaries." Soubi reassured the teen with a smile and watched as Ritsuka moved to take a seat on his bed. The tall blond did not remark on what Ritsuka had just done and instead focused his attention on other things. Somehow he knew Ritsuka didn't want him to look at him right now. "How is your back?" He asked, referring to the injury Ritsuka had received earlier that day from his mother. Soubi knew wounds could ache as time passed.<br><br>Soubi came over to take a seat on the bed as well. Near Ritsuka but not touching him since he felt as if the teen didn't want to be touched right then. He was perceptive.<br><br>It came with being who he had been trained to be. A fighter who could anticipate the needs of his sacrifice in an instant without needing him to tell him.<br><br>"What do you think of the place? Is it to your liking?" Soubi inquired, wanting to know if Ritsuka liked it. He hoped he would because he had gotten the place with that desire in mind. He sat there waiting for a response of some sort. "Did you have a general idea as to when you might want to move out?" Soubi added, realizing he hadn't asked that particular question yet. They still had some time left before Ritsuka's mother would come to the room and tell the teen his dinner was ready to be eaten.<br><br>But until then, Soubi wanted to remain with Ritsuka for as long as possible. Going back to that place didn't sit well with him because he knew Ritsuka might be in danger.<br><br>A different sort of danger than the one he was used to in his world. One that if the woman snapped completely she might end up killing Ritsuka accidentally.<br><br>That was something he definitely did not want to have happen. He didn't know if he could live with himself if he did and wondered what Seimei would have done if he had foreseen the effect of what his death and subsequent orders to Soubi would have on Misaki Aoyagi. Breaking away from that line of thought, he let his attention return to Ritsuka once more. Ritsuka was the only important thing left in his life and he would not let anything happen to him, even if he had to protect him from his own mother.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fly Free, Butterfly... (Angel Eros / Saku)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>28-01-2011, 04:44:21</strong>
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				Even if Kio did not know of boundaries in regard to entering people's rooms without asking, Ritsuka quietly felt rather sure that Soubi would simply not allow the other blond anywhere that he didn't wish to be entered. A thought that was extremely comforting when he toyed with the idea of moving into the apartment. The teen closed his eyes and lowered his head ever so slightly, his elbows moving to rest on his thighs, fingers entwining in a postilion that was of deep thought as he pondered the pros and cons of moving into Soubi's home.<br><br>On the good side; it was extremely close to his university... It would also be comforting and safe to have his Fighter beside him by default, rather than having to depend on the bespectacled man sneaking to his window every night. It would also be wonderful to live in a home where he felt wanted; like it was indeed a home, rather than a holding cell for his things... That particular thought stung rather badly and the brunette shook it away, his ears drooping ever so slightly, tail resting rather limply upon the sheets behind him.<br><br>The negative aspect... Was it right to move in with Soubi? The man was an adult, and held more secrets than anyone Ritsuka had met, and yet the boy still trusted him for reasons he couldn't define. The main reason that gave Ritsuka pause however was, of course, his mother... Could he really leave her...? He could visit easily enough but... It wouldn't be the same...<br><br>"Hm?" He blinked slowly and raised his head as his back was questioned, a hand lifting to rest ever so slightly against the back of his shirt, wincing somewhat. "Its... Fine..." He replied quietly, though his reaction to his touch suggested quite clearly otherwise; he hated being made a fuss of... Usually, at least; everything seemed different with Soubi.<br><br>As the tall man sat beside him on the bed, dark brown eyes simply slid to him for a moment before Ritsuka's gaze shifted to look slowly around the room, taking int the interior before his eyes rested upon the brillint blue ones of his Fighter. The boy blushed ever so slightly; it being barely a hint of pink upon his pale cheeks before he replied quietly. "Its fine... I like it..." A basic reply, but it was all that needed to be said, and Ritsuka was hardly known for his talkative attitude. "I'd... Like to move out sooner, rather than later..." He then went on to admit, his ears drooping that little bit further; betraying his inner emotions. I'd prefer to get settled before the term begins, that and... I'm worried about... About mother..."<br><br>He didn't elaborate on the rater ambiguous comment, choosing instead to nod simply and clear his throat, turning to address Soubi, his expression carefully blank even as his dark brown ears remained downcast. "I think... This place would be better than my own accommodation; the location is ideal, and there seems to be room enough for two..." He didn't mention that it would also be good to have Soubi himself so close... But that was of no surprise.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fly Free, Butterfly... (Angel Eros / Saku)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>15-03-2011, 01:54:34</strong>
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				It was obviously not fine from the way Ritsuka winced. But Soubi did not press the matter, knowing the teen wasn't in the mood to speak of it. So he would not do so for now.<br><br>Ritsuka was his master and as such his word was law. Or so he claimed. Even though at times Soubi would go against Ritsuka's orders for some reason.<br><br>He had never explained why or how he could do it but believed it was necessary sometimes. The tall blond inclined his head when Ritsuka told him he would rather move in sooner rather than later. Things must not be very good at home and he decided to check up on the teen more often until the transition. Ritsuka's last words disturbed him though for he had not heard of anything untoward about his mother. "Why do you worry? Is it because she will be on her own?" He inquired, wanting to know the boy's thoughts.<br><br>"I'm glad you like it. Do you need help moving your things here? Or would you prefer to do it alone?" Soubi asked as he waited for a response to come from his precious Sacrifice.
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