Memory ღ 8. [Accidental voice]

[photogenickitty.livejournal.com]

[The sound starts to play and at first there is only the soft creak of a bed spring, before a voice is heard over it.]

I miss Youji, Rit-kun...

I know, but he'll come, just be patient.

[Silence, then another shift on the bed.]

Hey, don't touch there! It feels weird...

It's so long and smooth. Rit-kun is always so nice feeling.

[The bed gives a louder creak, then Ritsuka yelps.]

Don't pull it! That hurts! Hiss!

Too rough? So cute~ How about this instead?

NATSUO!

[There's a loud thud when a book falls on top of the phone, then the feed cuts off.]

((A not as bad as it looks post done with Natsuo-mun. Natsuo = Purple.))

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[one-eyed-zero.livejournal.com]

Youji, i want to see him.

[his eye waters up more, one falling, then two]

I'd give anything to see Youji...

[his tail starts to flick with panic again]

Soubi, please. I want to sleep.

[pinnd-buttrfly.livejournal.com]

[He looks to Ritsuka.]

Do you want to talk to him more, or shall I do it now?

[photogenickitty.livejournal.com]

[He shakes his head.]

No, let him get some rest.

[one-eyed-zero.livejournal.com]

[Natsuo took Ritsuka's hand and held on, waiting]

I'll see Youji again, right?

[pinnd-buttrfly.livejournal.com]

[Soubi lifts his left hand focuses his power.]

Rest. You will close your eyes. Let the sand cover your mind and the clouds blanket your senses. You will sink into the waters of sleep; rid your mind of cares and worry. You will be free.

[photogenickitty.livejournal.com]

[Ritsuka lightly squeezes the Zero fighter's hand and stays quiet as Soubi works his spell.]

[one-eyed-zero.livejournal.com]

[Natsuo's own grip tightened for a second on Ritsuka's hand, before the spell takes affect. His entire body relaxes as it dose, his tail ending it's panicked movements. His mind drifts off into dreamless and restful sleep.]

[pinnd-buttrfly.livejournal.com]

[Soubi looks up at Ritsuka gravely.]

He's close to despair.

[photogenickitty.livejournal.com]

[Gently slipping his hand out of Natsuo's grasp, he sets to work with the first aid kit. He gently takes Soubi's scratched up hands and starts to clean them off with some disinfectant.]

He'll be okay, wont he...?

[pinnd-buttrfly.livejournal.com]

[He holds still to let Ritsuka clean his hands, savoring the slight sting and the feeling of his master's grasp.]

He needs Youji here. Then he will be okay.

[photogenickitty.livejournal.com]

[Once they're clean he takes out some bandages.]

But there's nothing we can do to get him here, is there?

[He smooths a bandage down against his skin, then looks up at Soubi.]

[pinnd-buttrfly.livejournal.com]

No, there isn't. We have to keep watch on him and make sure that this doesn't happen to him again.

[He looks back down at Ritsuka.]

But he shouldn't be touching you like that, either.

[photogenickitty.livejournal.com]

Why? It's not a big deal. We're just friends, even Youji does it. You and Seimei to.

[He shrugs and puts the final bandage on him before moving on to fix up Natsuo's hands and face.]

[pinnd-buttrfly.livejournal.com]

[He silently begins to part Natsuo's hair to look for the damage to his scalp.]

Seimei and I aren't just friends. He is your brother, and I am your Fighter. It's inappropriate for friends to act like more than friends.

[photogenickitty.livejournal.com]

[He did agree about Seimei, that was no question, but the bit about fighters still left him a little confused. Ritsuka had always defined Soubi as a good friend.]

Soubi is more than just a good friends?

[pinnd-buttrfly.livejournal.com]

Yes. Fighters are friends, but they are also more. A friend will care for you and make you happy. But only I will give you my soul.

[photogenickitty.livejournal.com]

[He puts a bandage on Natsuo's cheek. This is all going a little over his head.]

Eh? What are you talking about? People can't take souls...

[pinnd-buttrfly.livejournal.com]

Will you give me some antiseptic Ritsuka?

[It looks like he's found the bleeding area. In response to Ritsuka's question, he smiles.]

A Sacrifice and a Fighter can give each other their souls. My soul is yours to do with as you please.

Merry Christmas ♥

[photogenickitty.livejournal.com]

[He passes it over when he's done and puts the last of the bandages n the zero. He still looks a little confused.]

That sounds a little scary.

Oh, yes, happy Christmas! I'm surprised anyone but my fellow Heathens are tagging today.

[pinnd-buttrfly.livejournal.com]

[He begins applying the antiseptic onto Natsuo's scalp, gently.]

It's the opposite. It will protect you.

Ha, nah, my fam did the big on xmas eve. Xmas day is do wateva u want and eat day!

[photogenickitty.livejournal.com]

So I have your soul right now and you have mine?

[He knew this wasn't all literal, but he just wanted a glimpse into how his fighters head worked.]

That sounds lovely. Christmas for us is sit-inside-and-watch-Lord of the Rings-day.

[pinnd-buttrfly.livejournal.com]

[He looks thoughtful for a moment.]

I can't ask you for your soul, Ritsuka. It's yours to give, not mine to take. Have you given it to me?

That sounds awesome. XD

[photogenickitty.livejournal.com]

[He stares up at him looking completely confused. He opens his mouth, then closes it. Finally he seems to draw a conclusion.]

I have... no idea.

It was pretty nice. Except for when my cat peed on the rug in my room. :/

[pinnd-buttrfly.livejournal.com]

[He laughs.]

You can think more about that when you've come to understand what it means.

E-ew, was she sick or just bring a grinch?

[photogenickitty.livejournal.com]

Tch, I don't think I'll ever get what Soubi talks about.

[But knowing Soubi, it was probably something perverted that he didn't want to know.]