Mwoohoohahahaha! Just when you thought you were rid of me, here I am again! With...another Loveless story?!??!! What are the chances, right? Well, I got a good idea, and I thought it would go good with Loveless. Plus, when I tryed to write other stories, the people seemed too OOC.

So you have to put up with my sappy OOC Loveless stories for now. :P Ha! But seriously, this story isn't going to be as sad as my last Loveless story, if you know what I mean. I'm going to "do" what I "did" in the last Loveless story.

Disclaimer::LE GASP!:: I don't own Loveless. ::le cry...:: Nor do I own Senses Fail or any of their music, including "Can't be Saved" from which I got the story title and lyrics at the beginning.

I hope you'll enjoy the first chapter:


Follow your bliss, it reads on my chest. I know I got it tattooed for a reason. Why can't I just hold it true? 'Cause I'm still crashing all the funerals of these people that I never knew. Yeah! I'm stuck in a coma, stuck in a never-ending sleep. And some day I will wake up and realize I made up everything.

Who knew when it had all began? All that Soubi knew, was that here lay Ritsuka in one of the most terrible conditions he could be in. The underside of his arm had a big cut going from the shoulder to the bottom of his wrist, and the had several gashes across his face. But other than that, he looked just fine. No other body parts were harmed, nor was there any internal harm upon him. Several tests had been done, but none of the doctors could seem to figure it out. Why had this boy just suddenly gone into a coma?

Soubi felt as though he might know the answer. He didn't dare tell a soul, though. He sat in a chair beside of Ritsuka, partially because he felt half guilty for what was happening, and the other part was his love for his Sacrifice over taking him. He remembered the night before all this had happened, which had been merely two days ago.

Soubi had snuck into Ritsuka's room for the third time that week. It was only 9:00, but still too late for a certain blonde to being crawling into the 12-year old's room. There was no excuse for Soubi to have to come into his room every single day, except for the fact that he claimed to 'love' Ritsuka. Which, the boy had told himself many times over that this was a pure lie. He had assured himself that Soubi was ordered by Seimei to love him, and there was nothing else to it than that. But still yet, the man would come to see him every night. Would pick him up from school everyday. So he gathered up his courage, and decided to settle this once and for all,

"Soubi!" Ritsuka was sitting at his computer desk looking down on the man resting in the floor, with his eyes content on the boy.

"Yes?" he replied smoothly. At this, Ritsuka got off of his chair and sat straight in front of Soubi, making sure to keep his distance in fear of being pulled into another embrace, that had happened many times before.

"W-what would you do if I were to tell you that I love you?" Ritsuka had tried to get it out quickly, but his voice box didn't seem to like him very much that night, because it came out more slowly then he had wanted. And what was more was that his eyes had been fixed on Soubi's the whole time, making things even more awkward.

"Well, Ritsuka, you know that I would be very happy." Ritsuka had expected as much to come from him. And he had the perfect reply.

"But why would you be happy?" He knew exactly what was going to be said next, and how this conversation was going to go.

"Because I love you." Exactly as planned. Ritsuka praised himself in his mind, about to make another statement that would get Soubi into a tighter spot.

"But why do you love me?" Ritsuka asked. His face felt like it was burning immensely, and he prayed that he wasn't blushing. This next statement that was going to come from Soubi, Ritsuka wasn't sure of what it might be. He had an idea of what the man might say, but wished that it wasn't true. But even as he did, the answer still came. The one he had been most dreading to hear, and the one he had been most dreading to talk about. But they had to get this out of the way. Ritsuka had to get rid of these thoughts before they got any deeper.

"Well I was ordered by Seimei to love you, and-." Soubi didn't get to finish his 'and...' for Ritsuka had cut him off, upon hearing his first words.

"And that's the only reason! You don't just claim to love someone because you were ordered to. You can't love someone if you were ordered to! It would be the same as me ordering you to love Yuiko, or Yayoi. You would try, and you would claim to 'love' them, but you wouldn't really feel that emotion at all!" Ritsuka let go of all his feelings he had built up on this subject. His heart felt like it had been ripped and clawed at by the deadliest beast there was. He was so sick of Soubi's lies. So sick of hearing those three words escape the man's lips, knowing, each time they were said, that they meant nothing at all. Ritsuka was just sick of it all. Soubi, who had been listening intently to the boy, went to finish what he was saying before Ritsuka interrupted him, when he did it once more. "I want you to leave Soubi! I don't want to see you for a while, I need some time to think!" tears threatened to come from Ritsuka's eyes as he pointed toward the balcony where the man had entered from. "And...and that's an o-order!" he choked out. He really didn't feel like crying in front of Soubi at this time. But he couldn't suppress his feelings that had been built up for so long though, they all just came pouring out of him. Soubi walked toward the balcony and stepped onto it. He turned his head to the side, so that he could see his crying Sacrifice.

"I'm sorry..." he apologized.

That night, Soubi had so wanted to finish what he was about to say, but an order was an order no matter how much he yearned to be with the boy. And to explain that he loved him much more than the power Seimei's orders could have. He would love the boy even if the order had never been given. But right now, it wasn't looking as if Ritsuka would ever be able to know this. He was stuck in a coma for now. Soubi could only pray that it wouldn't be for long.


Short, no? I know. All my first chapters are short. And that's because I don't want to go all out for the first chapter if people are going to think my story is crap. So tell me what you thought, by clicking that button down there, and you'll get a longer second chapter. Come on, don't be lazy. I accept anonymous reviews too. -AlchemistVyolet