Sacrifice (Eros / Anael)
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				Title: <strong>Sacrifice (Eros / Anael)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 03:29:19</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">Sacrifice.</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:SZLxu9_0xLqiZM:http://i217.photobucket.com/albums/cc48/kuro_kittie/Loveless/soubihot.jpg&amp;t=1)</div>It was raining, and had been doing so almost constantly for the pat two days; a freak weather pattern all the forcasts were calling it and it gave the air a most unpleasant chill, dampness soaking into everything as people bustled about their business, unhindered by the dreadful weather.<br><br>A clear umbrella was held lightly by a slender and slightly pale hand, black fur lining a long and slender dark purple coat as Soubi walked calmly along the street, his free hand moving slowly in a perfectly controlled manner to push his glasses up his nose, a content yet very slight smile upon his lips. <br><br>He would be seeing Ritsuka shortly; the young man finished school in roughly eight minutes, and the blond would be sure to arrive in no more than five, ensuring that he stood outside the doors, rather than his usual position at the gate as he wasn't certain that the other male had brought an umbrella, and it would do him no good to become even the slightest bit soaked.<br><br>As the great white gates came into view, Soubi's dark blue eyes glittered slightly with happiness at the prospect of seeing his Master once again, coming to a stop outside the large glass doors leading into the main reception of the school. A brief glance at his phone told him that the lessons would be ending in three minutes and after pocketing the itemhis flicked out a slender cigarette, resting it between his lips, leaning forward slightly to aid the flicking on of his lighter before he took a deep inhale, trading the lighter for the cigarette as he waited.<br><br>"Ritsuka..." he murmured to himself, smiling ever so slightly as he waited perfectly still aside from the steady motion of his smoking.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sacrifice (Eros / Anael)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ferrousaemyr</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 06:40:07</strong>
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				<em>It's always the same.</em><br><br>Ritsuka's eyes swept the hall coolly, watching the surge and flow of students moving during the first day's break. How they treated each other, using and being used, acting and pretending... he had been in three schools since the accident, and it was the same in each school. People... were always the same.<br><br>Except for Seimei. And now...<br><br>That's why he was here, this time. The fire that consumed his homeroom, along with his brother's life. Maybe it was an excuse to be rid of him; he wouldn't have argued it either way. It's not like there was any reason to stay there... no one anchored him.<br><br>Not anymore.<br><br><hr><br>Ritsuka kept himself distant, despite the friendly overtures of a few students. Some of them seemed insincere, and others motivated by another... but he didn't really trust any of them. Why would anyone want to be his friend? He was no longer the carefree, funny, popular guy that existed before the accident.<br><br>He wasn't that Ritsuka anymore, a fact he endured daily and weekly by his mother.<br><br>Brushing away the disquieting atmosphere, he left the doors of his new school, hurrying lest he be caught by the interests of another student or his teachers.<br><br><em>Why is it always like this, Seimei.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sacrifice (Eros / Anael)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 11:42:40</strong>
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				The very instant the brown haired male stepped from the doors, he would final and umbrella appearing over his head to shield him from the rain as Soubi stretched out his arm with a small and yet warm smile. "Ritsuka." He stated softly, moving to walk gracefully at the boy's side as they made their way outwards. He recalled how his smoking seemed to be somewhat hated by the teen, and as such he swiftly picked it from between his lips and flung it upon the sodden ground, returning his attention back to his Sacrifice.<br><br>Of course as they walked his was gradually becoming soaked;&nbsp; long blond hair grew somewhat limp under the weight of water, clinging slightly to his face. He must have been rather cold also, though not a flicker of anything negative crossed the gently smiling face as he tilted his head slightly to one side,his eyes flicking upward to meet the stares of several other students. Soubi didn't overly care for prying eyes; finding them rude and unwanted, though he knew that it seemed to activly bother Ritsuka whenever he attracted attention... One of the negative aspects of being earless among those who were not, he assumed.<br><br>"It is cold..." he said softly, eyes gazing attentively downward at the boy as he motioned with his free hand downward at his coat, maintaining his steady hold upon the umbrella. "It wouldn't do for you to become sick... Would you like my coat, Ritsuka?" He rather hoped the boy would not be insulted at such a question... So often Ritsuka was unpredictable, and yet Soubi didn't mind in the slightest.<br><br>He loved Ritsuka; that was all that mattered.
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