Dlbn: Just went through a really bad breakup with a former best friend. This story is for him he knows who he is, though he'll never read this anyway.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and mentioned OCs. Everything else belongs to Yun Kouga. I make NO money off writing this.

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There were no good men left in this world, he decided. Anyone he was with, tried to be with, caused him pain and left him out in the cold. Someone suggested he should try an older, more mature guy. But that worked out well with Soubi, didn't it? That's why Soubi was still here. Protecting him from his brother and standing by his side, not off fighting for his brother. Someone said to try someone younger, someone who was fresh and new. That worked, too. That's why he was still with Karou. Because Karou didn't cheat on him with a female classmate and tell her that he was annoying and needy. Someone said to try someone his age, someone he could better relate to. That's why he and Taku were such a lovely couple. Taku certainly didn't cheat on him with a girl and get her pregnant, then leave both of them. Taku didn't give him bruises and bitemarks and other injuries to have to make up excuses for to his friends. Someone said to try a female. Yeah, that's why he asked out that one girl in his English class and she ignored him, or why Yuiko had finally moved on with Yayoi and wasn't any kind of option for him. That's why he and Osamu accidentally kissed once and decided it was disgusting and that it would never happen again.

No, he'd learned to accept that love and dating weren't an option for him. He learned that the only person to ever love him was his brother, in that strange, incestual way that he didn't agree with or condone. Maybe his step mother cared about him, but that was the most any kind of affection for the neko went. Admittingly, he'd do anything to get back to the way things used to be. Back to before he started trying this love and dating nonsense, back when love was a thing of the past, a construct he barely recognized. He'd shoot himself in the foot if he ever agreed with Seimei or one of his goons, but he couldn't lie to himself and say that Akame was wrong when he said love wasn't necessary, was foolish. He sure felt like a fool for perusing it.

He forgave the people he loved that turned around and hurt him. He forgave his mother for her beatings, and his father for running away. He forgave his brother for faking his death and sending him Soubi, only to steal Soubi away without so much as a thought. He forgave Taku for his abuse, and Karou for cheating on him and lying about it. He knew they didn't deserve a bit of forgiveness, but he forgave them anyway.

Still, it didn't fill the emptiness, the hole in his heart, in his life. He was just another lonely face, another lonely person, in the crowd. Never moving forward nor backward, always stationary.

And at the end of the day, he guessed that was okay. Because he had his friends and his guardians. He had the little joys in life. He was accepting his role in the world, his lot of loneliness. After all, he was Loveless for a reason

And Loveless he shall be.