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Disclaimer: I do not own Loveless or any of its characters.
Rating: K+
Warnings: None
Title: Ritsukaphile
Kio often accused Soubi of many things. He would call him a pedophile, queer, shotacon, that he had a Lolita complex or was just a plain old hentai but none of them were true.
Soubi wasn’t queer. Gender didn’t really matter to him. So he couldn’t be. He loved his sacrifice and that’s all there was to it. Weather his sacrifice was a man, woman, or child that one person would be the sole being on this earth that could hold his heart. His sacrifice simply happened to be a male. That didn’t make him gay, devoted certainly but defiantly not gay. Even though he had no interest in women…
Soubi was by no means a pedophile or shotacon either. He didn’t lust after children or dream of taking their ears from them. There was only Ritsuka. It was Ritsuka and Ritsuka alone he wanted to hold on to and cuddle. Maybe in the future when he was older if Ritsuka wanted to he would take his ears but not before.
Although he thought Ritsuka was unbearably cute that idea never crossed his mind when he saw other children so he certainly didn’t have a Lolita complex. Children were uninteresting to him. Ritsuka was different from all the rest. The way he stood, talked, and just acted in general was far more mature than anyone he had ever met before. Ritsuka was an enigma, rare creature with the mind of an adult and the body of a child.
As for being hentai, that was the easiest comment to dismiss. Sure Soubi constantly thought about the boy but it was never anything dirty. How those brilliant violet eyes would sparkle whenever he got angry. How his little ears and tail made his every emotion so glaringly obvious or, that beautiful little blush that would always spread across his face when he became embarrassed. There were so many things to love about him how could one not think about Ritsuka all the time?
Truthfully it was really quite obvious what Soubi was. He was a Ritsukaphile plain and simple.