A/N: (Written 10/1/13) Hey hepcats I'm writing this fic after only sleeping three hours last night, doctors orders, because I had a new super-brain-scan today to see what may be causing my seizures. Well enough about me, I just like to update the fans who have been following me throughout these troubled times. (The title is what went through my mind when I set to writing to pass the time.)

Key: Thinking

Disclaimer: I don't own Loveless

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"Let's see how this goes"

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"Take your time Ritsuka, it's okay" encouraged the gentle-eyed fighter. The boy sniffled as tears glowed on his cheeks. "I just", a labored breath paused him, "I want to explain it all to you...", he hesitated.

Soubi leaned forward slightly.

Let's see how this goes...

Not wanting to frighten his young sacrifice away from expressing what deeply tormented him, Soubi did not reach out to his damp face, but to his tightly clenched hands.

"Ritsuka I will not judge you, or act as though I understand what things I cannot."

Despite the tangles Ritsuka understood and took in what he said. He breathed deeply.

Let's see how this goes...

Leaving his left hand in Soubi's grasp, he rested the fingers of his right hand on the man's thumb. His mind raced as words came to his lips.

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A/N: Thanks so much for reading, and for your continued support.