Ritsuka's ears had been pressing more and more as he, Fai-san and Sakura told them about their quest. He hadn't moved from his seat but his eyes seemed wider now, and when he noticed that Soubi-san had put his hand over Ritsuka's shoulder, he interrupted.
"Ritsuka-kun? Is everything alright?"
The boy nodded but he still seemed scared. He shook off the Fighter's hand and took a deep breath, apparently trying not to squirm as he looked towards Sakura.
"So, your memories are in this feather?"
Sakura nodded. "Part of them, at least. Have you felt anything like that?"
Ritsuka shrugged, before turning to look towards Soubi. The Fighter hummed, a hand against his chin before he shook his head.
"It's hard to tell," he said, and Syaoran got the impression that he was answering because of Ritsuka, mostly. "Not normally, no. But perhaps in a battle it'd be easier. A Fighter unit will be able to feel any nuance in battles."
He shared a look with Kurogane and Fai, and another one with Sakura.
"That's okay," Ritsuka said, taking notice of their looks. "Soubi and I will help you as much as we can."
"Will you?" Fai asked, looking towards Soubi.
The man shrugged. "If Ritsuka wants."
His words seemed to tick Ritsuka, who threw him an annoyed look over his shoulder before he gave again the same short, awkward smile.
"Don't worry, Sakura-san," he added, giving a nod. "... I'll help you find your memories. I know how important they are."
**
Ritsuka was quiet as Soubi walked him home, despite his suggestion that Ritsuka could spend the night with him. It wasn't, however, his usual silence when he knew his mother was going to scream at him and probably more, he wasn't as twitchy.
Ritsuka seemed thoughtful and thoroughly distracted since he wasn't ordered to go home. Soubi didn't complain, though, moving to climb up to Ritsuka's window and get inside his room, even if he could hear Ritsuka's mother screaming and the sound of china being thrown. He battled himself for the whole ten minutes before Ritsuka came inside his room, nursing his already sprained wrist. At least, Soubi thought, somewhat bitterly, he wasn't bleeding this time.
"Ritsuka?" The boy shook his head, tail twitching a little. Nervous, then. Scared. "Are you hurt anywhere else?"
Ritsuka shook his head again. "No, Soubi."
Then, something that had to do with the people they had met. Soubi waited patiently, just checking Ritsuka's wrist once more, putting some ointment on the bruise and then redoing the bandages. All the while, Ritsuka remained silent. Soubi was finishing tying the bandages before Ritsuka spoke again.
"Sakura-san said... she said that her memories scattered all through the worlds, right?"
"Yes," Soubi frowned a little. Ritsuka wasn't looking up, had barely spoken above a whisper.
Was he worried about the possibilities of his memories getting lost like that? He waited for Ritsuka to say more, but the boy seemed to be enthralled by lap, still not lifting of his head. Soubi took a deep breath and then murmured gently:
"I'd follow Ritsuka, too," that caused Ritsuka to look up. Soubi smiled gently, let go of Ritsuka's hand to touch his face. "Through every world Ritsuka'd want me too."
"I'd follow Ritsuka, too," that caused Ritsuka to look up. Soubi smiled gently, let go of Ritsuka's hand to touch his face. "Through every world Ritsuka'd want me too."
Waaaaaaaaaaah you are BREAKING ME GIRL. How am I supposed to follow up to that, eh? fj;lsfjhaohf I love how you write them, so hard! ♥_♥
"Ritsuka-kun? Is everything alright?"
The boy nodded but he still seemed scared. He shook off the Fighter's hand and took a deep breath, apparently trying not to squirm as he looked towards Sakura.
"So, your memories are in this feather?"
Sakura nodded. "Part of them, at least. Have you felt anything like that?"
Ritsuka shrugged, before turning to look towards Soubi. The Fighter hummed, a hand against his chin before he shook his head.
"It's hard to tell," he said, and Syaoran got the impression that he was answering because of Ritsuka, mostly. "Not normally, no. But perhaps in a battle it'd be easier. A Fighter unit will be able to feel any nuance in battles."
He shared a look with Kurogane and Fai, and another one with Sakura.
"That's okay," Ritsuka said, taking notice of their looks. "Soubi and I will help you as much as we can."
"Will you?" Fai asked, looking towards Soubi.
The man shrugged. "If Ritsuka wants."
His words seemed to tick Ritsuka, who threw him an annoyed look over his shoulder before he gave again the same short, awkward smile.
"Don't worry, Sakura-san," he added, giving a nod. "... I'll help you find your memories. I know how important they are."
**
Ritsuka was quiet as Soubi walked him home, despite his suggestion that Ritsuka could spend the night with him. It wasn't, however, his usual silence when he knew his mother was going to scream at him and probably more, he wasn't as twitchy.
Ritsuka seemed thoughtful and thoroughly distracted since he wasn't ordered to go home. Soubi didn't complain, though, moving to climb up to Ritsuka's window and get inside his room, even if he could hear Ritsuka's mother screaming and the sound of china being thrown. He battled himself for the whole ten minutes before Ritsuka came inside his room, nursing his already sprained wrist. At least, Soubi thought, somewhat bitterly, he wasn't bleeding this time.
"Ritsuka?" The boy shook his head, tail twitching a little. Nervous, then. Scared. "Are you hurt anywhere else?"
Ritsuka shook his head again. "No, Soubi."
Then, something that had to do with the people they had met. Soubi waited patiently, just checking Ritsuka's wrist once more, putting some ointment on the bruise and then redoing the bandages. All the while, Ritsuka remained silent. Soubi was finishing tying the bandages before Ritsuka spoke again.
"Sakura-san said... she said that her memories scattered all through the worlds, right?"
"Yes," Soubi frowned a little. Ritsuka wasn't looking up, had barely spoken above a whisper.
Was he worried about the possibilities of his memories getting lost like that? He waited for Ritsuka to say more, but the boy seemed to be enthralled by lap, still not lifting of his head. Soubi took a deep breath and then murmured gently:
"I'd follow Ritsuka, too," that caused Ritsuka to look up. Soubi smiled gently, let go of Ritsuka's hand to touch his face. "Through every world Ritsuka'd want me too."
Ritsuka huffed at that, rolling his eyes.
"Idiot."
Soubi didn't mind. Ritsuka's smile was worth it.
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Waaaaaaaaaaah you are BREAKING ME GIRL. How am I supposed to follow up to that, eh? fj;lsfjhaohf I love how you write them, so hard! ♥_♥
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