I felt I had to continue this fic, even if no one wanted to read it. I've tried not to go too OOC in this. Soubi is one of my favorite characters so I decided to base my first fic on him, besides I was inspired by the song 'Every you and every me' by Placebo....

"Carve your name into my arm, instead of stressed I lie here charmed'

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The minute the blade touched my skin...I was his, I never thought that I'd belong to someone so completely again as I had to Ritsu.

When I became Seimei's I didn't need Ritsu, I had a new master, a master infinitely more unforgiving than Ritsu.

But every time he punished me, I knew I deserved it, I wore each scar with pride, each cut was a mark of our bond and his ownership of me.

The day Semei and I met was the day I left school, age seventeen, luckily without my knowledge, arrangements had been made for me, I had a house, it was small but I appreciated it. I remember that while I waited for the house to be ready I spent a few days with my new master, he led me into his house, introducing me to his mother, who looked at my head and frowned, I understood, the lack of ears unnerved a lot of people, he took me to a spare room where I would be sleeping, on the way we bumped into his younger brother, only nine at the time, the spitting image of his brother, with bright brown eyes and raven black hair, that Seimei tousled as he walked passed, the boy was so happy and carefree.

Semei took me into the room and slammed the door behind him. His face darkened, "If ever you where to harm my brother, I would not hesitate in killing you, do you understand?"

In truth I lived in fear of Seimei, became for me an all powerful and all vengeful god, but he was everything I wanted and I gave my heart to him, broken as it was.

When I was old enough I studied art at the local university, I remember at first it was unimportant to me, but after time I found it relaxing, I painted similar pictures over and over, butterflies in reds and blues and pinks, a faint reminder of a long forgotten past.

In the mean time Seimei and I became a powerful pair, we won every battle we entered, we where beloved and there was nothing that satisfied me more than the small smile Seimei, my lord and master gave me at the end of each battle. We where merciless, we where invisible, we where Beloved.

Despite our constant fights and victories, my art didn't suffer, into my usual mixture of bright blues and pinks and reds, I added black's and midnight blues the colour of Seimei's hair and warm browns, the colour of his eyes. My professors and class mates loved my pictures more than ever. I even made a friend, though I was often cold and distant to those around me.

His name was Kio and he was a person, who under normal circumstances I would have hated. It was clear from the beginning he intended to become my friend and was incredibly persistent. In the end I gave in because he had the most beautiful tattoo on his back and it fascinated me.

I really did love Kio, I couldn't remember ever having had a friend before, but one day something bad happened...

"Sou-chaaaaan." He moaned one day, as we sat painting together, he held a chupa stick jutting from his mouth as usual, "Yes Kio."

"When are you going to invite me to your house, eh? Isn't that what friends are supposed to do?"

I sighed, "I wouldn't know."

He looked at me confused, not wanting to go into detail I answered his earlier question. "How about tonight."

He was around at the exact time I had suggested carrying a pack of beer under his arm, a huge grin on his face, I told him to come in and that dinner was almost ready, he sat down offering me a beer, before opening one himself, I lit a cigarette and began to smoke, it had began a habit of mine of late.

We where about to eat when a loud knock on the door interrupted us, befoe I could stop him, Kio, who was nearer, went to get the door. He opened it to find Seimei staring back at him, I appeared behind Kio. "Soubi." Said the voice that had complete control over me, "I'm very angry with you, you haven't returned my calls." Kio looked back at me, "Sou-chan, is he your b-?"

I interrupted Kio, I'm sorry Kio, you must excuse us, Seimei and I for a moment."

I led Seimei to my room and closed the door. "Soubi, he hissed, you do realize I can't let you go unpunished." I looked directly into his brown eyes, so reminiscent of our first meeting, "Yes, master, I deserve to be punished."

Seimei smiled, "Glad you see it that way."

It turned out that what he had meant to say to me was unimportant, but my master was a vengeful master and he punished me before taking his leave. For a while I merely sat studying the blood as it dripped down my arm, a sign of the bond that connected me to Seimei.

After a while Kio steeped into the dark room, flicking on the light, I tried to hide my wrist from him but I was too late. He gasped, Sou-chan!" he shuddered, "Did he....did he do that to you?"

I rolled up my sleeve and smiled at him, "It's unimportant."

"How many cuts do you have?" He asked in disbelief. "Are there more? Show me!"

I reluctantly rolled down my jumper at my neck, showing Kio the deep scars there and the name 'beloved', of course he didn't understand.

"We should call the police." He breathed.

"Kio." I answered slowly, "I wouldn't expect you to understand, these scars, these cuts are a mark that show the bond between me and Seimei."

"Your letting him...do this to you?!" Letting him? As if I had a choice, Seimei was my master, his word was...is law.

Kio looked at me in disbelief, "Soubi......are you some sort of pervert?"

I looked at his face, I didn't want to hurt Kio, the first emotion I saw on his face was disgust, but I also saw pity. "Kio.... I'm not a pervert." I said, "I would never let anyone do this to me.....except Seimei."

"Why him? Sou-chan is he your boyfriend? If he is, you shouldn't let him do things like that to you."

Seimei, my.....boyfriend? I could see how Kio could think that, "Seimei is my master, I am his servant, his slave."

"Slave? Sou-chan listen to yourself, you sound as though you have joined some weird cult!."

"I'm happy, relax." I smiled at him, "I'm sorry I hurt you Kio, maybe you should go home."

"Sou-chan, It's not me I'm worried about, you shouldn't let anyone hurt you like that."

"Kio, please go."

He nodded reluctantly, but before leaving he came close to me, looking into my eyes. "You would have been better off with me." He said, planting a kiss on my lips, he pulled away and left.

In the dark I placed my fingers to my lips. Kio...I had no idea.

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This chapter is a bit filler. Next chapter; Seimei leaves Soubi an important task