AN: This is a new fic and is rated M for safety. The rating may change, dependent upon events and detail.
Kio took a deep breath, the rage burning through him again. He could not let this keep happening. He didn't know if this would help or whether it would hurt, but if it could help he had to take the chance. He couldn't let Soubi be abused, be hurt like this.
He raised a shaky hand and knocked.
"Come in..." he heard the summons – Seimei's voice was the same as ever: smug, lazy and superior, condescending with that underlying hint of cruelty which lurked under the surface of every phrase the boy uttered.
Kio opened the door and went in
Soubi was kneeling on the floor in front of Seimei, the teenager lazily playing with his ice-blonde hair, lifting the strands, letting them slip lazily through his fingers as the willowy man stared devotedly up at him.
Seimei was speaking to him.
"You are worthless Soubi, a failure... you permitted me to be hurt. You need punishing." Soubi nodded sadly and Kio exploded.
"NO!"
Seimei looked up at him calmly, and raised an eyebrow.
"Excuse me?" he asked softly, coldly, eyes flashing "How dare you tell me how to treat my property?"
"Soubi isn't property, he's a person!" Kio snarled furiously.
Seimei quirked an eyebrow slightly and his lips twisted into a shark's smile.
"That's where you're wrong... Soubi is mine and he will do anything I tell him to..." he turned to Soubi "Won't you." It was a statement, not a question, delivered in a warning tone, dangerous as a hissing cobra.
Soubi nodded, eyes never leaving Seimei.
"Yes." He replied, voice empty.
Seimei's smirk widened and he stroked a hand over Soubi's hair.
"So if were to order you to...say... show this intruder my anger at his interruption and remove him from the room..."
"If that is your wish master."
Seimei paused and steepled his fingers in thought, then nodded.