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Hello! I am Aoyagi Ritsuka.
Sacrifice: Loveless.

I am 12 years old. My fighter's name is Soubi. He's weird sometimes.

*Independent RP*

Loveless Kiss [GiF]

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until further notice

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// one week from today i’ll be in school.

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They dropped into his friends’ chairs without a second thought, each letting his eyes wander over the room once again. Youji’s eyes had just settled on the snack table when Ritsuka brought it up. As he stood up again, the two followed his lead, grinning widely as they flocked back over to him. 

"You mean we’re allowed to eat it? Nobody’s gonna care?" Youji looked skeptical, but highly interested as his eyes kept darting back toward the pile of fruit.

Natsuo snorted. “You would have gone for it even if we weren’t supposed to anyway,” he teased.

The sacrifice just shrugged back, not even bothering to deny it as the three walked over to the table. “So where’s your teacher, anyway? Are we just early, or what?”

"Well the table isn’t there for looks, Youji. It’s alright to get something now. That long walk made me thirsty and we didn’t really have a breakfast.."

He grabbed a small plate and spooned some fruit onto it along with some chocolates. “We’re about 10 minutes early. She’ll be here soon.” Ritsuka smiled. “She’s the kindest teacher in the school.”

He moved to the end of the table to get himself some water. As he was doing so Ritsuka’s teacher walked in.

Goodmorning everyone, please have your seats!

Ritsuka nudged the Zero’s back to their chairs, whispering “that’s my teacher.”

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ritsuka-aoyagi:

Ritsuka greeted the students with a small wave and turned around to introduce the other students to Youji and Natsuo. “These guys are my friends! We’re kind of like… the three musketeers!” He smiled and laughed as the others mostly went back to their groups and conversations.

He led them around the group to his desk, putting his bag next to it. “This is usually where I sit”

"Three musketeers?" Youji turned to Natsuo with a confused smile.

The fighter shrugged back. “I dunno what a musketeer is, but it sounds like a good thing.”

Seemingly satisfied with that assumption, the Zeros followed Rituska over to his desk with matching grins. “So where can we sit? We can stay near where your desk is, right?” Natsuo didn’t quite sound anxious, but he and Youji clearly both wanted to keep near the only other person they knew in the room.

"Well, Yayoi and Yuiko aren’t here because they left early on holiday with their families so you can sit in their seats." He gestured to the seats on either side of him. He didn’t really know what they did for end-of-the-term parties since this was his first term. He was just as clueless about the situation as the Zeros.

"I think we might play games later…" He looked around the room and spotted a small refreshment table with what seemed like plates of fruit and candy. "… looks like they brought sweets. Would you guys like anything? I might get myself some water." He stood up and took off his coat in the meantime.

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The Zeros paused, looking at each other. It was the first time that they’d hesitated with Ritsuka, but suddenly going into the classroom like this seemed strange. They weren’t from the class, but they were still taking part in the party. Still, Ritsuka had said it was ok, so they would be fine. Natsuo gave his partner a reassuring smile and took his hand. They waited for Ritsuka to enter first, then followed his lead.

Across  the room, a few of the students waved Rituska over, clearly happy to see him. Youji and Natsuo, on the other hand, only received a handful of curious looks from the few students who bothered to look up from the conversations that they were having.

"I’m not intimidated by these idiots," Youji mumbled, though it was clear that he wasn’t comfortable with their stares. He put on a smirk very much like the one he’d worn the first time he’d met Ritsuka. He could at least act confident.

Natsuo nodded back to him. “It’s not like they can even hurt us.” He matched his sacrifice’s expression, and the two of them prepared themselves for whatever it was that people did at parties at a normal school.

Ritsuka greeted the students with a small wave and turned around to introduce the other students to Youji and Natsuo. “These guys are my friends! We’re kind of like… the three musketeers!” He smiled and laughed as the others mostly went back to their groups and conversations.

He led them around the group to his desk, putting his bag next to it. “This is usually where I sit”

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i think i caught a cold sigh

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Even if the outside looked boring, Youji and Natsuo glanced around the hallway wide-eyed as soon as they were inside. “Which  one is your classroom?” Natsuo asked excitedly, turning back to Ritsuka.

Youji, meanwhile, examined the artwork one of the teachers had posted on a nearby wall. “Jeez! Whoever drew this stuff is terrible at art. Why did they even bother to hang these up?” Though neither Zero had any artistic talent, it was hard not to be critical after seeing the paintings that Soubi and Kio worked on.

"Because they’re proud of their work." Ritsuka shrugged and pulled Youji away from the wall and towards the stairway. "My classroom is just up these stairs and around the corner, come on!" He hopped up the steps and walked down the second story hallway, finally standing in front of his classroom door and opening it.

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Send me “Moan” and I’ll generate a number!

ebonybeasttamer:

One: My muse will kiss yours on the lips
Two: My muse will get down on their knees for your muse
Three: Your muse owns mine for two days
Four: My muse submits for yours
Five: My muse dominates yours
Six: My muse gives yours a striptease
Seven: My muse trails kisses down your muses chest
Eight: Your muse owns my muse bound and gagged for one night
Nine: Our muses do the deed
Ten: Our muses hug one another
Eleven: My muse nibbles yours
Twelve: Your muse goes down on mine
Thirteen: Your muse gets a lap dance from mine
Fourteen: My muse ties up your muse
Fifteen: My muse removes one article of your muse’s clothing
Sixteen: Your muse removes one article of my muse’s clothing
Seventeen: My muse slips their hand into your muse’s pants
Eighteen: My muse buys yours a shot
Nineteen: My muse finds yours naked and tied to the bed
Twenty:My muse will tease yours (take that however you will)
Twenty-One: Your muse blindfolds mine
Twenty-Two: Our muses have sex in an unconventional place
Twenty-Three: My muse blindfolds yours
Twenty-Four: My muse fawns over your muse’s neck (biting,kissing, etc.)
Twenty-Five: Wild card! I get to pick any of the above

// O.o what even are these. preferences or something?

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  •  (*ノωノ) - Embarrassing moment
  •  (´ ▽`).。o♡-Crush?
  •  ♀/♂- Sexuality
  •  =^● ⋏ ●^= - any pets?how many?
  •  (づ ̄ ³ ̄)づ - Your Favorite couple of all time
  •  \(★´−`)人(´▽`★)/-Best friend
  •  ∑(O_O;) - fears
  •  (* >ω<)- Favorite Tv show
  •  (((o(*゚▽゚*)o))) - favorite Food
  •  d(︶ω︶)b- Favorite song
  •  (人^ω^)- Favorite Video game
  •   (。・ω・。)ノ♡- Sweetest Memory
  •  (・`ω´・)- List of OTPs
  •  ( ・◇・)? - Random Strange Fact
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"Uncomfortable" would probably be the last word to describe the two Zeros as Ritsuka took their hands. They smiled widely at each other from behind Ritsuka’s back, thrilled at how quickly their new friend had come to accept them. They both clung happily to his hands until they were at the school.

"So that’s your school, huh?" Youji raised a hand to his face to shield his eyes from the sun and allow himself a better look. "Doesn’t look like anything special from here." He frowned at the the plain brick building.

Ritsuka sighed and led them through the gate. “It’s nothing to brag about that’s for sure.” He walked past the open area towards the entrance and ignored a few stares towards him and the interesting visitors behind him. When he reached the doors of the school, he held them open for Natsuo and Youji to walk inside.

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"Shit!" Youji cursed loudly, and the Zeros quickly got dressed and chased Ritsuka to the doorway, more than ready for the first day of a normal school. 

"We’re not gonna be late, are we?" Natsuo sounded apologetic as he opened the door to allow the two sacrifices to run out before him. He followed them outside, carelessly forgetting to lock the door behind him.

"I think if we leave now we’ll be all right." Ritsuka walked outside and waited until Youji closed the door to lock it himself. "You forgot this." After that he skipped down the steps and walked with the others at a fairly brisk pace. "School should only be a few more blocks away."

He walked in between the two and instinctively reached out to hold both their hands. He hoped it didn’t make them too uncomfortable though. This is what he usually had to do when he walked with Soubi, who was the one that always wanted to hold hands.

But after a couple blocks he let go of their hands to point out the school building almost half a block away. “There it is, seems like we made it in just enough time.”

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Natsuo gave a muffled shout of surprise and squirmed beneath the sheet, attempting to escape, while Youji, now freed from Ritsuka’s attack, just sat back and laughed. If this was any indication about how the rest of the day would go, today was going to be a lot of fun.

"Hey! Let me out!" Natsuo pawed at his blanket prison, continuing to search for the opening. Finally, his head popped out from beneath the sheets, just above the mattress. "That was a pretty good comeback, Rituska. I’m impressed!" He grinned up at him.

Ritsuka laughed and got off the bed as soon as Natsuo had no way of escape. “Thank you~” He was having so much fun with the two he forgot about the time. He looked at the clock again and grabbed Youji’s and Natuo’s hands. “We gotta go!” He walked out of the room to grab his bag and waited at the door, patting down his hair since he didn’t have a comb.

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"Uah!" Youji turned out to be quite as ticklish as Natsuo, as he fell helpless back onto the bed in a fit a laughter. Flailing about in an attempt to break free, he eventually managed to grab hold of Natsuo’s ankle.

Taking this as a plea for help, Natsuo finally sat up once he caught his breath and launched his own tickle attack on Ritsuka. “That’s what you get for attacking me!” Though he was clearly wide awake now, his voice was much more amused than resentful towards Ritsuka for waking him up.

Ritsuka tickled Youji until his fingers were somewhat tired. As he was about to finish his attack, his own fits of laughter began as he curled up and fell on the bed next to Youji. He giggled and laughed, grabbing the sheets from the bed to pull over  Natsuo to stop him.

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Though temperature and pain were things he’d never be able to experience, pressure on his skin (or lack thereof, in this case) was something he was quite familiar with. Tickling, however, was certainly something new. As soon as he felt Ritsuka touch him that lightly, he gave a small yelp and curled up into himself. Still, it didn’t stop, and Natsuo found himself squirming around in the bed, unable to stop laughing for reasons he didn’t quite understand. 

Curious, Youji took a few steps closer to the bed to inspect the situation. “What’s so funny?” The two had been raised in a fairly strict environment, so neither could remember even witnessing tickling before. The whole concept was foreign and strangely interesting.

Ritsuka smiled. He was both surprised and happy to see Natsuo laughing and smiling. “Get up, get up, get up~” He then turned to Youji. “You’ve never been tickled before?”

As soon as he said those words, Ritsuka’s tiny hands jumped from Natsuo to Youji’s body. He figured since this was their first time, Natsuo needed some time to breathe.

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