These Names on our Skin

Summary: Any time after the age of 13, a name will appear on a person's skin. But not just any name, this is the name of their intended soul mate. As a hopeless romantic, Kurt Hummel yearns for the day he will meet his soul mate, Blaine Anderson. Not willing to play by the rules, Sebastian Smythe is determined to defy destiny, fate and expectations. So he makes the choice to tattoo over the name on his skin and brands himself with Kurt's name instead.

So… I've decided to have a go at a Soul Mate story. For clarification, Kurt/Sebastian is endgame. Hope you like it.

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Prologue

Waking up on his thirteenth birthday, Kurt Hummel felt a tingling across his left hip. Scrambling out of his covers and carefully pushing down his pyjama pants, his eyes took in the name that had appeared on his skin; Blaine Anderson.

Hearing his dad call to him for breakfast, Kurt quickly hid the name from view. He'd long expected a boy's name to appear on his skin one day but that was not something he'd ever discussed with his dad and he honestly didn't know how to broach such a subject. Heading downstairs, Kurt made sure to school his features so as not to let on that a name had appeared upon his flesh.

"Happy Birthday, kiddo," Burt grinned at him as he gestured to the slightly burnt pancakes on the table.

For Kurt Hummel, he would have to wait a few more birthday's before he would be comfortable and brave enough to confide in his father about his sexuality and share with him the name on his skin. It would be just a little longer than that before he would meet the boy by the name of Blaine Anderson and things wouldn't quite go according to plan.

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For Sebastian Smythe, the name on his skin was on show from the very day he was born. It was a shock for his parents as well as the Doctors and Nurses. Such a thing had never been heard of before and as far as Sebastian was aware such a thing had never been heard of since. The fact that his soul mate's name ran across his chest from birth had Doctors and Scientists very intrigued. As a young boy, he'd had to endure countless tests and studies as people tried to use him as a tool to learn more about the nature of soul mates.

There had also been a great deal of interest in the name scribed across his chest. It seemed that the Doctors and Scientists were eager to find the girl who matched the name so they could carry out studies on her also. From what Sebastian could remember, people were searching for the girl for years. Then one day, when Sebastian was nine years old, his father ushered him into a car with Jonas Matthews, one of the Doctors Sebastian was far too familiar with. They drove for many hours and Sebastian was introduced to an old man with a long white beard. The old man invited him inside his house and handed him a photo of a young woman.

"Sebastian," Doctor Matthews said as he pointed a camcorder at him. "Do you know who the lady in the photo is?"

He looked down at the black and white photo. The woman was probably in her twenties and she was indeed very pretty yet there was sadness in her eyes that tugged at Sebastian's heart and made his stomach feel funny. He had never seen the woman before, of that he was certain. Yet he instinctively knew who she was.

"Sebastian?" Doctor Matthews pressed and he nodded. "Tell me, Sebastian, tell me who the woman is," he urged sounding eager and excited.

Lifting his eyes from the old photograph to look at the camera, Sebastian recited the name that had been marked on his skin since his birth.

The old man who lived in the house then took Sebastian for a walk. He spoke about the woman, about Sebastian's soul mate. She had lived and died many decades before Sebastian had even been born. In fact, she had lived and died before his grandparents had been born. She was his soul mate, fate had decided that, yet destiny had cruelly denied them ever being together. They had been born so far apart that the chance of meeting one another had never even been a possibility.

On that day, as the old man took Sebastian to the grave of the woman whose name he bore across his chest, he decided that he hated destiny and he hated soul mates. From that day on, he refused to let Doctors and Scientists carry out any more experiments on him and he would tell anyone who would listen that soul mates were meaningless and ridiculous. As for the photograph of the woman he would never have the chance to meet, the old man had let him keep it and Sebastian had tucked it away in a box at the back of his closet, never truly forgetting about her, but actively trying not to think of her.

To Be Continued…

I would love to know what you think so far (and yes, the prologue is short but chapters will be longer)

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