Pictures of You, Pictures of Me... Sequel: 'And a Visitor'
I've decided it needed some continuation ;)
Disclaimer: I don't own Loveless.
And a visitor...
Ritsuka and Soubi were just having tea when the door bell rang.
- Have you told Kio you'd be visiting me? - Ritsuka frowned, putting his cup down.
- I haven't and he's away for the weekend anyway - Soubi replied - Yuiko?
- In Yokohama with Yayoi - the bell went off again - Someone obviously persistent.
Ritsuka opened the door and gasped, going pale.
Before him, Akame Nisei stood. Clad in his trademark tight black jeans and a long grey sweater showing off his white shoulder, jet black hair pulled in a loose ponytail.
- S-soubi - the boy choked out, taking a step back.
Nisei grinned at him.
- How childish, Rit-chan. One would think a sixteen-year-old should be able to greet a guest on his own.
- You're not welcomed here - Soubi came up, a calmingly solid presence behind Ritsuka's back.
- How impolite - Nisei's face fell - To make a friendly person stand in the garden when you are in the house.
- Friendly person? - Soubi snorted - Don't make me laugh.
Nisei pouted.
- If a person has no bad intentions, then they're friendly - he explained, ducking his head.
- What do you want? -Ritsuka asked sternly.
- Rit-chan's grown demanding, just like his brother - Nisei smirked, fully aware how the teenager detested Seimei's ways - No wonder Soubi's so ready to obey you. Tell me, do you beat him often?
- O-of course I-I don't beat him, you jerk! - Ritsuka's cat ears pulled back.
- But Ritsuka likes to see his scarred body, ¿no? Does it make you feel power? Does it make you crave him?
- Stop playing with his mind! - Soubi growled - You sick animal.
- Rit-chan still can't take care of himself, I can see why Seimei doesn't want to have anything to do with you, such a weak child.
- Shut up - the blonde gently pushed Ritsuka into the hall and advanced on the smaller fighter - Say why you're here or get lost, before I beat you once more.
- You're so violent, it petrifies me. But a person who solves problems with brutal force is actually pretty pathetic, don't you think?
- I'll gladly solve the problem you are once and for all with my spells - Soubi calmly replied.
- Poor Soubi, I'm not here to fight - Nisei sing-songed.
- Then *what* is that you want? Or rather, Seimei wants? - Soubi arched an eyebrow.
- We *both* want the same thing, that's how a fighting unit works, but you wouldn't know it being a blank?
- I'm Loveless.
- I don't doubt it - Nisei smiled broadly - You're not very loveable. Try being cuter, people like sweet things better.
- To the point, Nisei - Soubi spat.
- Meanie - then Nisei's voice grew stronger - You've taken something that belongs to us. It's theft, give it back.
- What? - Soubi was genuinely surprised.
- Don't play dumb, it doesn't become you, great Soubi. It took me weeks to trace it back, but I've found out it's in your possession. I kindly ask you to return it.
- But I...
- Soubi - Ritsuka's voice popped in - I think he means the photo album.
- Yes, I do. Those cretins in Paris got the addresses confused.
- What cretins?
- You'd love to know, wouldn't you? - the dark male smirked - There are subjects that should not concern young boys. But Seimei sends you some chocolates - he pushed a box of pralines into puzzled Ritsuka's hands - They're great, so try not to eat them all at once, get sick and throw them up, they cost a small fortune.
- I don't want any sweets from him - Ritsuka stammered, looking at the box suspiciously.
- How weird - Nisei was all smiles again - Children are supposed to like chocolates.
- I'm sixteen, I'm hardly a kid anymore - Ritsuka scoffed - Maybe you should inform him about that.
- I wonder if he'll care - Nisei mused, causing Ritsuka to wince - I wouldn't be surprised if he didn't, though, such an ungrateful brat. But still, I'll get to eat them all this way.
- Doesn't it make *you* a child? - Ritsuka shot back.
- Try not to get sick and throw them up - added Soubi.
- I wouldn't worry about me - countered the Beloved fighter - My stomach is actually used to handling truffles from Linxe - he threw nonchalantly.
Soubi and Ritsuka exchanged glances that clearly showed what they were thinking about Nisei's intelligence. He pouted, noticing how his little speech didn't affect them. Really, were there people who didn't know La Maison du Chocolat?
- Just hand me the album - he outstretched an open palm towards them, huffing. They were not only Loveless, but apparently hopeless as well.
- Shall we do it? - Ritsuka asked Soubi in a small voice.
- Oh yes, you *shall* - Nisei suggested darkly.
- I'm not sure - Soubi ignored him - He didn't ask nicely.
- Pardon me? - Nisei fought an urge to laugh.
- I don't like dealing with him at all - Ritsuka's ears were pulled back so they were almost invisible in his black hair - But I agree he should be more polite.
- So, Nisei-kun - Soubi turned towards Akame with a false smile - Are you going to ask kindly?
- You know, you look even worse when you smile. Stick to an indifferent expression - Nisei backed down a step when Soubi walked out the house - And stop that ridiculous -kun thing. Besides, you don't bargain with thieves, you call the police.
- Always the same - Soubi smirked - Running away from a challenge.
Nisei felt his blood boil. *He* was running away? In damned Agatsuma's dreams!
- Give this fucking album back before I start to enjoy the challenge - he threatened.
- We're hardly afraid of you - Ritsuka said from the door - You're more funny than dangerous.
- Listen brat, I'll show you what being dangerous means - Nisei took a step in Ritsuka's direction only to bump into Soubi.
- I wouldn't do that if I were you.
- Yeah, yeah. If you were *me* you'd have a great body and get to fuck Seimei, so you're most certainly not me - Nisei lunged forward, knowing full well that Soubi would stop him, but that was the point.
He felt the bigger body slamming into him, causing him to lose balance. He was heading into some hostile bushes but managed not to hit them. He jumped back, ducking a fist coming his way - Really, is that idiot thinking I'm gonna fight him? ¡Qué va! - grabbed Soubi's shirt and fell backwards, startling his opponent and steering him into the direction he needed. He had to give it to Soubi, the blow he somehow succeeded to plant on his face did hurt like hell - What's with people always hitting my face? Do I have some kind of a bull's eye on my cheek? - but his knee to the Loveless fighter's balls also didn't go unnoticed. So what if he played dirty? He was small so Agatsuma couldn't really expect him to scratch his forehead, ¿no?
- Stop it! Soubi! - Ritsuka's cries remained ignored.
If it was Seimei, Nisei would have obeyed. After all, Seimei tended to end up saving his fighter's ass rather frequently, because, honestly, without spells Nisei was kind of harmless.
Then a perfect opportunity arose. Fortuna seemed to be smiling upon him today. He crouched down the moment Soubi pulled his fist back and quickly jumped to the left, kicking a garden hose tap. Water erupted straight onto the blonde's face, dazing him.
Nisei fell down howling with laughter.
- Oh my God! That's fucking hilarious! - he gasped between waves of laughter - You should've seen your face!
He thanked whatever deity listening that Soubi didn't think like him, because if he did, he would simply turn the hose on Nisei and send the jet of freezing water square on his forehead. As things with Soubi were, he only backed from the hose and gave him a murderous glare.
- Oye, Ritsuka, isn't it true he looks like a drowned rat? - he quirked his eyebrows on the catboy.
Ritsuka's tail got all puffed out.
- You should stop that before the neighbours call the police - the teenager pointed to a house next to the Aoyagis'.
- They have a clown next door for free and they'll want to get him arrested? - Nisei teased - How weird!
- Nisei - Soubi started.
- Hey, by the way - Nisei popped in - How do you make my name sound like this? I mean, it's like you were saying 'slime' or something.
- Listen - Soubi was furious - Are you going to fight or what?
Nisei eyed him from head to toe, then he casually bent down to grab the hose and pulled it to himself. The hose was laying just behind Soubi's legs, so that action caused him to lose his balance and almost fall.
- You know, I do have some principles: I don't kick a person who's already down.
He fully anticipated a bucket flying his way, so he managed to duck.
- STOP IT! - Ritsuka cried, when Soubi jumped at Nisei, pinning him to the ground and kicking him in the stomach.
Nisei gasped and did the first thing that came to his mind: he hit Soubi's chin with his forehead and before the other's teeth stopped clattering, he bit him on the neck.
- Surrender - Soubi gritted out.
- A day after never - Nisei wrapped his legs around Soubi's waist.
- What do you think you're doing?
- What does it look like? - he rubbed his crotch against Soubi's groin. Anything to make the blonde distracted.
- Get off me, you sicken me - Soubi tried to dislodge the wiry figure in vain.
- Mmm, but it's you who's sitting on me - Nisei licked his lips.
Finally, Soubi shoved Nisei off, causing him to land in a muddy puddle.
Of course, the Beloved fighter couldn't let such an opportunity pass. Before Soubi had time to take three steps, a fistful of mud landed on his glasses.
- SOUBI! NISEI! ENOUGH! - Ritsuka was getting frantic, coming between the fighters - I thought you were adults.
- You know what they say, adulthood doesn't mean maturity - Nisei grinned, hiding behind Ritsuka to avoid Soubi's revenge.
- Don't use me as a shield! - Ritsuka stepped aside - Just stop it already, both of you! Soubi! - he turned to his fighter - Bring that stupid album and get rid of him.
- Once I have it I'll gladly leave on my own - Nisei crossed his arms arrogantly - I don't familiarise with the rabble.
He caught the album mid-air before it hit him and strolled out of the garden with an offended pose.
xxx
He found Seimei waiting for him at the end of the street, leaning against a fence.
- ¡Hola! - he greeted his sacrifice cheerfully, coming to a stop mere centimetres from him. It was their ritual, Nisei would almost never hug Seimei, just show his eagerness to do it (and he was always very eager) and Seimei would decide if, when and how to embrace his fighter.
Today, it was a strong hug followed by a hot kiss.
- You little cheater - Seimei ruffled his hair - I loved your trick with the garden hose.
Nisei beamed.
- I'm a natural when it comes to playing dirty - he began to run small circles on Seimei's buttocks, only to have his hands smacked away.
- Hey... - he pouted.
Seimei spanked him quite hard.
- Oh! - he yelped and Seimei repeated the action for four more times - What have I done?
- It'll help you learn to never spread your legs with anyone other than me between them - Seimei smirked and began to walk away.