Title: Nothing

Rating: T (for now at least)

Inspiration: Loveless

Pairing: SoubixRitsuka

A/N: This is my first fanfiction here on and I'm hoping someone will find it at least a little interesting. I know that my chapters for this story are short but I just made a new chapter for each little scene thing. I do have a few chapters done for this but I don't have them all done. I'm not the kind of writer that plans everything out before writing so I'm just winging it. Lol! Oh and the rating might change later in the story. I'm not sure how far it's going to go. Hope you enjoy!

Nothing

Chapter 1

His face was still fresh in my mind as I placed a white rose on the casket. A big bouquet filled with white lilies and roses was placed at the altar. The flowers were accompanied by little blue and violet butterflies. When one landed it didn't linger long before it returned to the air. The sight might have been beautiful under any other circumstances.

Tears didn't fall and not one voice could be heard. The fresh air calmed me as the soft breeze lightly brushed my skin. It was slightly cold but the sun made me feel warm.

A hand touched my shoulder and I jerked away immediately. I wasn't in the mood to deal with any sympathy now. The person moved back and sat in a seat a few rows back that were set up for the service. All the other chairs were empty because the service was now over. Everyone paid their respects politely then left, most likely to go eat lunch. I couldn't understand how they could just run off and eat. Food was far from my mind. Only two things occupied it at the moment: the body in the casket in front of me, and the person sitting a few rows back. Only one was breathing.

My mind wandered as I sat in class. Sensei was giving another one of her speeches on animal genetics and breeding. This subject is always comedic to the class since sensei has never lost her ears. Every time she said "breeding" the whole class would erupt in laughter. Her only reaction was to blush and continue on with the lesson.

Everything around me kept moving and I just sat there, totally conscious about my surroundings yet thinking about other things. His face was etched into my mind. His smile, true smile was something I'd never see again. My life was collapsing and nothing was stopping it now. I now have no reason to live. What's the point anyway?

A book slammed onto my desk and my instant reaction was to jump about two feet into the air at the sudden sound. It was a textbook. I looked up to see who made said action but I only saw an empty classroom. The bell had rung a few minutes earlier, I saw as I looked up at the clock. Even the pink haired girl had left to go to her after school club meeting. I grab the book and stuff it into my bag as I walk out of the room and off to the park, our special spot calling to me.

Walking usually cleared my mind but today wasn't a normal day. All thoughts of him flooded my mind. Also my bag was a bit heavier than usual and I couldn't help but think of what I put in it earlier. A massive textbook was imaged in my mind. I remember the cover was a light blue with dark black symbols around the title.

My steps grow slower and I soon stopped at a bench. I place my bag next to me and get out the book that had been on my mind. Its cover was smooth to the touch and where I thought the title was the spot was empty. Only a white rectangle was centered at the top of the cover. My fingers brushed the spot curiously. Weren't there symbols here? I turned the book over only to find a blank back cover. Why would anyone have a book like this?

My heart beats anxiously as I open the book to the first page.

My breathing stops as the book is pulled forcefully out of my lap. I want to turn and yell at whoever ceased my ticket out of curiosity but I couldn't seem to move my eyes from my empty hands. I just sat there, staring at my palms, imagining two pale ones holding them. My eyes grow wide as a red drop fell onto the pavement between my feet. I blink out of my daze and find I'm alone, no one holding my hands, no one dripping with blood, and no one around me. I jerk up as that last thought brought back what was happening. My hands, instinctively, reach for my bag to find the book gone. Was there ever really a book to begin with? I'm not sure but right now that didn't matter. All I cared about was getting safely back to my room, the only true obstacle being the woman waiting for me.