Loveless Role Play
Black-blue hair fell into olive eyes and a fur lined jacket was hanging off of slender shoulders, and long fingers were pressed against a cold glass window as the boy stared into the shop window. He leaned forward, blowing cold air along the window, and he smiled as he wrote 'Endless', walking away with his hands behind his back. Black ears lowered to his head as a soft breeze blew by, and he bit his lip, looking away.
"It seems I was left alone today." He murmured as he turned, and he stood next to Ritsuka, glancing off to the side. He reached out, and he pulled his hands back as the light changed, and people in the crowd began to knock into him as they went across the street. "Uh...oh well." He said as his tail curled around his leg, and he walked off across the street, going to sit and wait for someone at a local bakery.
He looked around, smoothing out his baggy sweat pants looking down his ballet shoes, and he glanced up, stopping short of bumping into a tall figure. This particular young male was a native of Osaka, Alkalinelia, who was also known to his special friend as Kali, or whatever his older friend decided to call him that day. The lithe figure stretched, and Kali jogged off down the street, spinning around, softly laughing. "Today's the first day of winter! It's so exciting!" he said happily
Silence reigned like a king over the room that he sat in, save for the slight sound of the pen running quickly across the tablet that he had in front of him and the sound of music coming through small headphones that had been pushed into his ears. He hadn't thought it could get so quiet in a room without noticing it, but now, as he pulled the phones out of his ears and glanced around, he finally noticed that he was completely alone. He stood up - leaving the piles of papers on the desk for him to check over when he got back. He'd gotten a text message from Kali - the phone beeped twice as he pressed and checked them. He was to meet him at a bakery today, was he? He paused slightly as he clipped the music player on his belt, and then stood - glancing outside.
It was a beautiful day. Cold and snowy ; his favorite kind of days. Winter seemed to be the month where he would be less silent, more vocal ; it was also the month in which he had been born, and most people seemed to think that he had become winter itself in the way he acted. Cold as ice, but graceful and beautiful, that was what he was. Stoic, frigid, icy, cold - whatever you wanted to call him that retained to it, he was, in a small sense. Some people didn't really mind the fact that he was so cold - tending to get used to it instead of letting it get to them, though some others were more or less offended by his silence half of the time. He wasn't cold - he just didn't like to talk that much unless he was seducing his Sacrifice, and even then, those sort of times were mainly under wraps. He liked to keep his personal life to himself ; he had told Kali once that it felt like he was broadcasting his entire story to the world when he told someone about it. A person told another person, and that person would tell three more, and eventually, his life would have travelled around the entire world in one month.
He was walking down the street, quickly and silently towards the bakery.
Meet me at the bakery, and don't be late! <3 - Kali
He checked his watch, and quickened his pace, beginning to walk quickly. His short red hair shifted around his face, stroking against the sides of it - he didn't like to keep his hair long and in his face, because it irritated the hell out of him. He liked Kali's long hair, but he didn't like long hair himself. The darkened green eyes blinked slightly - cat eyes, pupils slitted sharply in the middle as his tall, slender frame appeared in the doorway to the bakery. A soft, baggy turtleneck was thrown over his form, the dark turtleneck pulled up to his neck and revealing the slender lines of it. The sleeves were rolled up around his elbows - revealing pale lines of his slender arms, and carved into the flesh on his right arm's bottom side - ' Endless '. The name of his Sacrifice and his name - the name that they were bonded under and they shared. If he was to ever leave him . . .
Don't be late.
A command.
" Is it so exciting, Kali? " He mused. " Your always so excitable - hopping around and squealing and what not . . . "
Kali looked up, and he smiled brightly, turning around, and he hugged the other. "It is! I love the winter time. We met on Christmas Eve last year, remember?" He asked. "Right in this bakery." He said as he pulled back, and he placed his hands behind his back, looking around. "It's become pretty busy around here, but I like it." Kali said as he opened his phone, and he took a picture of his beloved fighter, closing it before placing it back into his pocket. "Let's go find a seat." He said as he took the other's hand into his own, and he glanced out of the window.
"Hey, it's that guy." Kali said as he walked to the door, slipping outside, and he looked at Ritsuka, reaching out, and he gently grabbed his wrist. "You're like me. You still have your ears..." He said smiling. "Isn't that cool?"He asked looking up at his fighter. "I haven't seen anyone else around here with their ears." He said as he pulled out his phone again, taking a quick picture before taking a picture of himself.
"You must be out shopping." He said.
Kali tapped Ritsuka on the nose, "Let's go shopping together!" He said happily. "I think shopping is better when you have someone to do it with. It's not fun being alone. Don't you think?" He asked. It seemed that the boy never stopped to breathe when talking to Ritsuka, he just seemed to go on and on. He leaned forward and he looked at Ritsuka, and he smiled, "I'm Kali, it's really nice to meet you." Kali said bowing his head.
Ritsuka stood there for a moment, a dumb founded look on his delicate features as he listened to Kali go on and on about something or other. He then lowered his eyes when the word alone came from the other's lips and he turned his head to the side. `I'm ... not alone. Do I really look that alone without Soubi?` The thought had crossed his mind and when Kali had finally introduced himself among the chaos of his words Ritsuka was snapped back to reality as he glanced back at him and he tilted his head to the side. "Kali?" He said repeating the other's name before he felt his phone began to vibrate and he glanced down as he opened it.
`A message from Soubi?` As Ritsuka's eyes quickly scanned over the contents of the text, his eyes seem to narrow as his cheeks flushed lightly and he clentched the phone in his hand. He then closed his eyes as he closed his phone and he felt like throwing the thing somewhere, but he could never bring himself to do so. "Stupid Soubi." He mumbled alittle as his tail began to sway behind him and he turned his attention back toward Kali as he bowed his head alittle. "I'm Aoyagi Ritsuka." He said as he lifted his head once more. "I would like to stay and talk ,but I have to go." He said as he bowed his head once more and then turned as he began to walk away as he glanced across the street.
"Soubi."
Soujiya glanced down at Kali in amusement. It always seemed that the boy talked too quickly for his mind to keep up with. He would blabber for moments on end, talking incessantly of the winter, of the weather, of what he had seen on TV - and then he would shut up and completely forget everything that he had said within the last couple of moments. Soujiya wasn't that much older than Kali to be his fighter ; he was seventeen, whereas Kali was thirteen - some people saw it as something that was rather odd for their age. Seventeen year old boys were usually not seen with thirteen year old children ; they were seen with their girlfriends, or hanging out with their friends at the mall or at the store. Not at a bakery . . .
He leaned against the table and then smiled wanly, looking down at him.
" It's not my fault I don't have my ears. " Soujiya sat down at a small table, glancing up at Kali. " Sit down. "
He had a rather soft voice. He smiled slightly at him, his eyes lighting up. They made the green look lighter.
"Souji-sama...I like you even without your ears." Kali said smiling warmly at the other. He reached over, and he began to pat the other's head, and he sat down when he was done. "Soujiya, are you okay? I didn't mean to upset you, I mean I just never know when to stop because it's so hard. If I stop talking I might disappear." He said giggling at the thought of disappearing.
Everyone seemed to be watching the two, obviously curious to know the relationship between the two. Kali frowned, and he looked around before walked to the counter, and he spoke to the young male behind it, closing an eye as his ears were stroked and a violin case was handed to him.
He was a regular at the shop with Soujiya, and he often played to keep the customers coming in. Kali prepared his violin, and he looked to Soujiya, and he bowed his head before starting to play the soft sound, looking around with a smile on his face.
It seemed as all of this happened, Soujiya and Kali had sat together contentedly in the bakery. Soujiya sipped on coffee while Kali played the violin, bathed in the warmth from the small bakery and feeling quite happy to be near one another. Soujiya had been cold at first to his Sacrifice ; he had called him a tool that took his pain, and that was it. Even then, Kali had refused to give up on him and slowly, the two of them had grown closer. He saw Kali as more than a friend ; he was the cheerful light that brought brightness into the rest of the day. Kali had ended up giving him a cellphone so that he could keep in contact with him throughout the day, and though surprised by the generous offer Soujiya had accepted it. Each and every day, the two of them would text one another with the same response and the same words.
Soujiya glanced up at Kali, who had put down the violin for more than a few seconds and was taking a break. The boy seemed happy today, but that was only because this was the day that the two of them had first met. He had been cold as ice, he had to admit to himself, and though he said sorry, it didn't seem to him like Kali had forgiven him. He flipped open his cellphone as he glanced down at the small screen, watching the text line play out before him before he folded it and then got to his feet. His arms circled slightly around Kali's waist. He always seemed to be so cautious when he was around him. He wasn't that much into physical contact, so it was a miracle that Kali had gotten him to the point where he would hug him.
" Is your 'shift' almost over? " A musing smile over the other's shoulder. He was surprised that Kali hadn't started charging for his playing.
Kali looked up, and he nodded. "I got what I needed before you found me. Can you take me home now?" He asked softly. Kali had truly forgiven him, he hadn't even thought the other had done anything wrong to start off with. He bowed his head, not caring about an applause or anything of the sort, just happy that Soujiya had been there to hear his music. He tilted his head back, and he smiled up at the other before placing his violin away without breaking contact with his fighter. "He was nice...that boy we met. Don't you think? I get to go to a public school after the winter break. No more private school for me." He said smiling. "At least that's what dad said when he was sober." Kali said lightly shrugging and he nuzzled into the warmth of the other, letting out a soft purr.
Soujiya closed his eyes slightly before his fingers lightly pressed through the soft black hair on Kali's head. He didn't particularly like his father ; it was a person who he wished dearly to strike, though Kali had told him before that he would be in trouble if he dared. There had been one time where Soujiya had actually hit his father, but that time Kali's father had brought it onto himself. He nuzzled Kali's dark hair lightly, before he smiled softly and pulled away from the other. He glanced to the side and then down at the other.
" That boy . . . Ritsuka. " He said quietly, and smiled slightly, shaking his head. " He did seem to be a nice kid, though there was a look in his eyes and a specific scent he had . . . "
Sentouki. His eyes narrowed slightly before he closed them, and then smiled.
" Nevermind. Come on. " He pulled Kali toward the doorway, glancing out. He hadn't brought his car today ; he wanted to walk Kali home. " I hope it's all right if we walk home. "
"It's okay." He said happily. "I told him that he was like me. Not just his ears, but he has someone he holds dear to him." He said. He didn't live too far away, only on the outskirts of town where he was pretty much isolated from the community. Though on special occasions he did sneak out and go visit Soujiya, and he smiled at the thought. "Will you leave your window open for me tonight?" He asked.
He always came through the window and never the door. He didn't know why, but having direct access to Soujiya's room always made him feel better. He picked up his case, and he held it close before looking up at the other.
"Can we take a quick peek at my new school on the way home? I hear it's in walking distance of the house, so it won't be too much trouble." He said. He reached into his pocket, opening his phone. He frowned at the text message before placing the phone back into his pocket.
"Dad wants me home now. I wonder what I did? I paid all of the bills, and I got groceries for the month. My school work is fine, and I bought him enough beer to last a year." Kali said placing his finger on his chin. "Well, no matter. We should get home quickly."
He frowned slightly when he heard about the wonderful text message that Kali had received from his father. He didn't like the fact that his father was always cutting in to the time that they had together, especially when Soujiya finally had the time to get out of work and go visit the little one. His hand settled on Kali's head and he closed his eyes slightly as they began to walk down the sidewalk, glancing down at the other.
" I'll leave my window open for you tonight, though if you don't show up because that man hit you again I'll be a little displeased. I may be your servant, little master, but I would rather have you-- " He paused as his arm wrapped slowly and lazily around his waist, glancing down at him. "--in my arms then there. "
He walked forward calmly, and tweaked one of Kali's ears.
" I"m not sure if we'll have enough time to take a good look at your new school, but I'll be waiting outside for you. " He smiled slightly. " When you get out of school. "
Kali smiled up at the other. "I'd like that very much." He said as he hugged the other. "I'll show up tonight...even if it takes me a while to get to you. Please. Just wait for me. If I don't show up, you can come and get me. I'll let you save me, like you always do, but you can't hurt dad too much." He said. He walked with the other, ignoring the vibrating phone in his pocket as he relaxed with his fighter. "I'm going to miss the days we have together when I get older. You'll move on and get someone else." He said lowering his eyes.
" I don't think I'd find anything better than what I have now. " He glanced down at Kali, and then chuckled. " I'll just have to wait until your a little older to actually do anything to you. I'll just have to come later on if you don't make it into my bedroom by eight o'clock ; don't be surprised if you get a phonecall or a message warning you beforehand if I see what he did to you. "
He teased him, smiling slightly. Of course, Soujiya had experimented a little bit when he'd started to play with Kali a little ; he wanted to find out what and what he didn't like, after all. It was his duty as a fighter to please his master in any way possible, and of course the first ways he knew he'd have to please him was both physically, mentally, spiritually, and in specific areas of interest - like the bedroom. His eyes grew serious and he stared at him intently for a few moments, the dark green studying Kali's little form before he turned back and focused more so on walking than on the other's face.
" After all - I want you to lose these ears to me. "
Kali blushed deeply before laughing softly. "Is that so? I wouldn't think of giving them to anyone else." he said as his tail flicked around, and he looked forward. His ears lowered as he opened his phone, listening to his father scream on the other end. "Daddy I'm almost home." Kali said softly. "Please lower your voice." He said. "Food? I'll make something when I get home. Do you have someone over? It sounds like you have a few people in the house." He said. Kali stopped walking and he sighed. "Yes sir. No I'm with a friend. You kinda were interrupting us...but we were on our way home anyway." He said biting his lip as he started walking again. "He has a name dad. It's Soujiya, remember? You even said it was okay for me to hang out with him today....you said it last night when you came home." He said as frowned. "Well he's just dropping me off. Stop being so mean and breaking your promises. You promised you wouldn't say anything. " Kali got so annoyed with his father that he hung up, and he transfered his pictures on his phone to his computer at home before throwing his phone into the nearest garbage can. "Souji-sama, may I use your phone?" He asked looking up at him with a smile.
Soujiya pulled his phone out from his back pocket and handed it to Kali, wondering what the conversation was about. Kali's father pissed him off, and it was no good to have a pissed off fighter, especially Soujiya. Soujiya was known to get violent quickly, and violence and an angry temper was not the best thing to expect out of your fighter. He could have killed Kali's father once - but had backed off as soon as Kali had told him to stop. He was to obey Kali to the best of his ability, and if he couldn't get rid of the problem himself, he could at least try his best to make the littler one happy.
" I have a bad feeling about letting you go home. " He expressed his unhappiness with the situation with a low growl and a narrowing of his dark green eyes. " If I had my way, you wouldn't be going home with such a violent man in the house. "
"I know you wouldn’t let me go back there." He said. "Hi, yes, I'd like to report a missing phone." Kali said. He spoke to the woman on the other line before hanging up, and he smiled. "My phone will be shut off later." He said as they approached his house, the school completely forgotten about, and he took in a deep breath before giving Soujiya the bag that held a wrapped gift. "Keep that with you. I wouldn't want it to get messed up." Kali said as his father walked out, grabbing his arm. "Where have you been boy? Taking your time getting home, eh?" He asked. "I was with a friend." Kali murmured, looking down, and he closed his eyes. "No doubt he's after one thing from you." His father said glaring at Soujiya before he was touching his cheek, looking at his son, and the hand that had collided with his face. "Don't talk bad about him. Not in front of him, me or anyone else." Kali said, his tone cold, and his eyes were narrowed and icy. "Good night Souji-sama." Kali said smiling as he bowed his head, walking into the house.
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Soujiya stepped forward as he pulled out his keys, not realizing how far he'd all ready gone. He unlocked the door to his house, yawning. He was kind of tired. Throwing off his coat and taking off his shoes, Soujiya walked up the stairs and plopped himself down on his bed.
" Now, for a quick nap before Kali gets here... "
That was exactly what he did.