((Authors note: this chapter contains Yaoi. I understand that some people may not like it but please be considerate to the story, it's all part of the plot.

I would also like to thank you for reading and sticking with the story, it is heavily OC based and is something that I haven't really explored before. Once again I thank you for taking the time to read this chapter.))

Prince Malphas began wandering the human realm trying to find someone who was summoning a demon. It had been 5 days and the demon prince was wandering still, cold, alone he was all for giving up, he was all about ready to accept the fate of the marriage contract, but he felt something, a calling of sorts, drawing him to an orphanage. He dropped in through the window of one of the rooms where a teenage orphan, more commonly known as Mark was sat in a room begging for someone to come and answer his silent and wishful call for help. He had been beaten black and blue by the orphanage staff, but he knew the orders ran deeper, and wanted to know who it was that ordered the abuse to be bestowed on him.

Mark was 5 when he was brought to the orphanage just a young boy, his father had died when he was 2 and his mother was killed by an addict. So he ended up in an orphanage, all alone and with no one to care for him, or well at least that was how most people saw orphanages back then, just a place where they were forgotten, the misfits of society with no one to guide them, they themselves would end up like the 'filth' that their parents were.

However things were different for Mark, his upbringing in the orphanage seemed pleasant, the staff were kind to him, doting on him in fact, it was a rare sight, one that often made the other kids jealous, but Mark didn't care, he was just happy that things were on the up for him, and he welcomed the attention like the attention he never got from his mother or father.

Now this kind and doting image the orphanage gave him didn't last long, oh 6 years may seem a long time and for Mark, who had grown happier with every moment it was but then one day it changed, one day everything went from good to bad, and it started with one little mistake.

The orphanage residents all had their chores to do to keep the place looking clean and tidy, to pass any inspection and to ensure that they got the money to keep the place running. Well at least that's what the kids thought the money went on, instead most of the money was squandered away, and only the bare minimum was spent on the orphans, with those who were doted on getting a bit more. Now since the orphanage staff liked Mark that much they had become careless and sloppy with how they left their paperwork, and Mark who was tasked with cleaning the offices stumbled upon the documents.

It caused him to gasp in shock how could I have been so blind, they doted on me, made me feel special all the while the others were treated badly. He had thought to himself upon finding this information, but unfortunately for him, the owner and several high ranking officials walked into the office where he was. He was 11 at the time, and due to the staff very naive of the world. They took the boy and locked him in the cupboard as a punishment for being 'nosy'. They left him there for 3 days, no food, no water, the boy was physically weak by the time they had let him out. Mark never said a thing about what he saw, nor did he step a foot out of line.

As the time went by things got worse for Mark, gone was the doting figures of authority, and now in their place was what Mark would have called, his judge and jury. Every slight thing he missed with his duties, which grew and grew to the extent where it could be argued that he had to clean the whole orphanage himself, landed himself with a beating as punishment.

To begin with the punishments would only occurred once maybe twice a month, but as time went by they became regular, and soon they were a regular occurrence. Not only did the 'punishment' become more frequent but it also became more violent. With one beating leaving him close to death, but he fought on, he wasn't going to let the staff get rid of him and rule him. Though by the age of 17 and now way past the age where he would stay in the orphanage he was trapped. The owners of the orphanage kept him on as their employee, but they never paid him, he was given scraps of food, barely enough to survive, and certainly not enough for a 17 year old boy. They used him, beat him for their own personal amusement, and it was on the eve of his 17th birthday that they beat him again, they left him black and blue, sobbing and pleading for someone to come and rescue him from this hell he lived in.

Sebastian shrouded the room in darkness, his cold red eyes appearing before the boy. "You have summoned me..." He began, "that is a fact that will not ever change. Now choose... Do you wish to form a contract with me?"

The teenage boy looked at the eyes and with some relief in is voice replied "I do" Sebastian stepped forward towards the boy who inclined his head with thanks, he chose to brand Mark with his contract mark on the back of his neck, his contract wasn't powerful, wasn't as strong, as lustrous for the mark to be branded anywhere else, but for now Sebastian was content, he had a way to escape the marriage contract and that's all what mattered for now.

He appeared in his human form, though his eyes were still their demonic shade. He was barely older than the boy in that appearance, looking about 18 at that point in time. "What is your name?" He asked, taking in his ragged appearance. He eyes the boy coolly, his appearance was... concerning... to say the least, some of Marks wounds were nasty, he could die from them, but it was now Sebastian's duty to tend to them.

"M-Mark" he stuttered a little, some of his pain coming through into his voice. Mark usually was able to mask the pain from a beating, he was strong like that, he hid the pain behind that innocent appearance of his, and that skinny frame, very much like Ciel masked all the pain and anguish that he had gone through.

Sebastian smirked, his eyes becoming red again. "It won't hurt for long," He promised him. Well in some sense Sebastian was right in more than one way, the pain from the injuries started to subside from the boy as a somewhat new life began to show from within, a new more meaningful life for the boy. The pain from where Sebastian also branded him with the contract didn't last long either, Mark had used the pain, a good pain that was now testament to his changed life. But what Mark didn't know was that his life would change again so soon.

Sebastian helped him to his feet, standing exactly as tall as him, okay, maybe slightly taller, yet he was just as scrawny as the human "Do you still wish to live here, master?" He asked quietly, as was his nature. He looked around the room, it certainly didn't have a homely feel to it, something that he assumed Mark would want.

"No I don't want to live here" Mark replied instantly. There was no doubt about it. The boy didn't want to live where all these memories were, if he tried to think about the good times he only thought of them as bad, those doting figures in his life turned sour, however he knew that Sebastian would be different, he'd care, because in this relationship Mark would be calling the shots.

Sebastian nodded. "I do know an empty house somewhere along the outskirts of the city," He said thoughtfully. "It is a bit run-down, but if you don't mind, then you might live there, at least temporarily." Mark nodded, to him anywhere was better than here. Anywhere was better than the torture he lived with, the hell he once called home. Sebastian nodded, lifting him up with little difficulty and bounding off into the night. Mark was slightly taken aback by being picked up, he struggled a bit, he wasn't accustomed to being picked up and carried like that, and he also somewhat associated being picked up like that to his time in the orphanage, but he knew that it would go and he would get used to it, as to Mark, Sebastian was his saviour.

"Stay still!" Sebastian snapped testily, his impatience and lack of experience showing. As a result he nearly dropped mark Mark times, but they arrived at the house a little while later.

Mark glared at Sebastian, "sorry I'm not a huge lover of being carried like that" he looked away sheepishly, ashamed, not that Sebastian would care, for now this boy had somewhat saved him and in a sense he was grateful for that.

Sebastian smirked, putting him down. "Apologies," He said, shrugging. "It was the fastest way." With that, he opened the door and showed Mark into his new home. Mark sighed though accepted the apology, taking a step inside and looking at his new home it was small and snug, two main rooms, the bedroom and a living dining area, it certainly have off a lived in feel, Mark couldn't have been happier, for the first time in his life he was going to be able to be independent and to him that was amazing. Though it mustn't be forgotten that Mark still had his revenge to get, he wanted to know who exactly it was that ordered his mistreatment. The staff at the orphanage wouldn't have admitted it but there was some hesitation and regret in the abuse they bestowed upon Mark, but they couldn't go against an order, it was one of those things, one of those facts of nice that Mark knew would take a while to find out, and in fact the boy wished for it to take a while to discover, and much to Marks pleasure things were on the up for him.

~~~ A few months later ~~~

After several months of Sebastian getting used to the role of servant, after all he was a prince of hell things were a lot better than before. And the human and Demon had a strange sort of bond between them, a bond though that would bring them anguish and heart ache in near future. Mark was a lot happier now that he was out of that place, since no one cared for an orphan he sighed happily then playfully pushed Sebastian for no apparent reason other than it looked fun.

Sebastian stumbled a little, barely catching himself, but managing to. He grinned at Mark. "Why so playful today?" He asked teasingly. A small smile prying on his lips, the demon prince certainly seemed happier.

Mark just shrugged. "Do I have to have a reason?" He asked

Sebastian glared playfully at him. "That was mean." He said, realising he did it for fun. His voice, one could say was almost pouty sounding. In response to that Mark stuck his tongue out at Sebastian. It was fun he mused to himself, but well he wasn't going to tell Sebastian that, nope, the demon would be able to and did realise that himself. Sebastian stuck his tongue out in return, squeezing his eyes shut and looking like a child, and an adorable one at that, he then laughed. Mark laughed as well. He had become so carefree it was as of his contract didn't matter anymore, well it did still matter to him it just wasn't at the forefront of his mind, and Sebastian didn't care about that either.

"It is good that you've become so happy, master." Sebastian noted, feeling slightly happier too. He had a feeling this contract would last a long time.

"Well that's thanks to you" Mark replied smiling still. He was glad Sebastian had found him.

"If I hadn't found you I think I'd be suffering now," Sebastian accidentally let slip, his eyes widening when he'd realised what he'd said.

Mark looked at Sebastian "what happened" his voice soft, actually saying you don't have to tell me if you don't want to.

Sebastian looked down, ashamed at his little slip-up. He quickly and quietly told him what his father had ordered him to do.

Mark sat and listened. "There's no need to be ashamed, we all have things done to us that we don't like"

Sebastian looked up, he had forgotten about Mark's past. "I guess you're right..." He said softly. "But there's probably another reason why I don't want to go back..." his gaze was soft and gentle, much unlike one that the demon prince would have shown a few months back, Mark had been good to him, he had helped Sebastian show a side to him that he certainly would show more of.

"There often are other reasons" Mark said softly, as he lay on the ground. "Life's complicate that way"

Sebastian continued gently gazing at him. "You're right... But if I went back... That would mean that my contract would have been completed..."

"And you would be stuck with what your father ordered, correct" Mark said softly, knowing it was a touchy subject to Sebastian to talk about.

"Yeah..." Sebastian agreed, then blushed. "But it would also have meant you were dead... Your soul consumed..."

"True" Mark replied, "That was the agreement between us though"

Sebastian looked away, embarrassed. "Doesn't mean I want to do it though..." He murmured quietly. Mark looked at Sebastian but said nothing, because of two reasons, the first he was unsure how to respond and the second was because well maybe there was something there, something that he wouldn't admit to any passer-by.

Sebastian flushed badly. "S... Sorry..." He said embarrassed. "I shouldn't have said that."

Mark just laughed "don't apologize, I don't see why you should apologize for speaking your mind"

Sebastian looked up, surprised. "It wasn't my place to speak my mind. It never has been..." he said softly.

"I never said it wasn't your place to speak your mind" was the soft and gentle reply Mark gave him, and it was the truth, he had never given Sebastian any orders about not speaking his mind.

Sebastian stared at him. "I... I guess you're right..." He said quietly, he was pleasantly shocked to be honest, but still that didn't matter. Though Mark continued to lay on the floor looking at Sebastian, he had something on his mind, an urge you could say, one that he didn't or rather couldn't keep to himself anymore. Sebastian blush was only getting worse. "Is there anything you want?" He asked, hoping for a means of escape.

"Nope" Mark replied, finding it slightly amusing the situation Sebastian had got himself in. Sebastian sighed in response and settled in for a long wait until his blush disappeared, unfortunately it wouldn't as Mark kept looking at Sebastian trying to make his blush worse, Mark, one could say was enjoying this torture of sorts. Sebastian's blush did get worse, and he stood there awkwardly trying to avoid Mark's gaze. Well hoping to avoid his gaze. Mark then stood up and walked so he was stood right in front of Sebastian, ensuring that he couldn't avoid looking at him. He smiled sweetly, innocently. Sebastian took a nervous step back, trying desperately to avoid his gaze. He's sooooooo cute... a part of his stupid brain sang happily, Mark just smiled and impulsively took another step toward Sebastian pressing his lips against his. Sebastian was stunned for a moment, not doing anything. Then he slowly kissed him back and wrapped his arms around Mark. Indeed this was the strange bond they had between them.

Mark was happy when Sebastian kissed back, he continued to kiss him, wrapping his arms around Sebastian's waist. Sebastian slipped his tongue into his mouth, moaning slightly, Mark let him do this sucking on his tongue a bit, pulling Sebastian closer to him. Sebastian happily complied, hugging him more tightly and moaning a little in the process. Mark just got rougher with the kiss, his hand gripping to Sebastian's shirt. Sebastian moan became louder, pulling his contract closer and running his hands down his back. Mark shuddered as the demon did that, he liked the sensation, he moved one of his hands into Sebastian's hair and started to kiss down his neck. Sebastian moaned, biting Mark's ear a little, a small smirk formed. Mark moaned a little before biting his neck. He gasped as he did that, accidentally digging his nails into Mark's back. Mark just increased his grip in Sebastian's hair, he actually enjoyed the sensation of Sebastian digging his nails into his back, which was noticeable by the moan like cry of a yelp that he released.

Sebastian smirked, biting his neck to draw a little blood. He lapped it up eagerly, feeling an erotic shiver pass through him as he drank Mark's blood. The blood of a guy who seemed, in the demons eyes perfect. Mark whimpered a little at being bitten before he shivered as Sebastian licked the blood off him. He never could get used to someone biting him, though since it was Sebastian he didn't care. The demon started panting, his breath coming quickly as he finished the blood and opened another wound. Mark could feel himself starting to go weak at the knees. He let Sebastian do this, his hands now running around the waistband of his trousers. Sebastian's breath accidentally tickled Marks ear as he eagerly lapped up his blood. It was so delicious... Perfect.

Mark giggled a little, before swiping Sebastian's feet from under him and forcing him to the floor, Mark climbed on top of him. Sebastian's eyes widened as his feet were swept from under him, though it was unexpected he could have quiet easily prevented himself from falling, but he didn't, he liked the idea of where this was going, he landed hard on his back, a small grunt leaving his lips, not exactly like he cared much about falling on his back anyhow. He blushed deeply as Mark climbed onto him, then smiled invitingly. Mark went back to kissing him, pinning him down in the process, well sort of pinning him down, Sebastian's strength meant that he could easily push Mark off him, but no, Sebastian made no move to do that, he liked it too much. Sebastian kissed him back, though didn't free himself. There was something exciting about this, something that the teenage prince hadn't really experienced before, after all back at the Royal Palace of Hell all he would do is train and improve his fighting, and prepare for the battle with the Shinigami. Mark then, still kissing Sebastian, moved to undo his shirt. Sebastian could easily stop him, not like he wanted to anyways. He kissed back roughly. Mark unbuttons Sebastian's shirt, running his hands over his muscular chest. The demon trembled a little as he did that, moaning slightly in pleasure. Mark started kissing down Sebastian's chest. Sebastian shuddered and bucked as he did that, unable to move freely, well Mark was pretty much sat on him. Mark moved to allow Sebastian free movement. He then ran his finger down Sebastian's chest. Sebastian smiled, moving to run a hand through Mark's unruly hair as he shivered. Mark continued to run his fingers over Sebastian's chest, daring himself to go lower. Sebastian smiled gently at him, letting him do it in his own time. Mark drew circled down Sebastian's chest before undoing his trouser button, he then went and licked his navel. Sebastian shivered, the sensation strange and foreign. He ran his hand through Mark's hair again. Mark began to remove Sebastian's trousers, smirking slightly as he did so. Sebastian didn't say anything, not wanting to spoil it. He struggled up, resting his weight on his elbows, Mark climbed back over Sebastian kissing his lips again. Sebastian put a hand around him, pulling him closer and kissing him more roughly as he pulled his shirt off him. Mark mirrored Sebastian, kissing him back just as rough moaning softly. Sebastian smiled, raking his fingers down his back. Mark moaned as Sebastian did that. Sebastian kissed him again, wrapping both arms around him. Mark continued to kiss Sebastian. Sebastian moaned and raked his hands down his back again. Mark moaned at this deeply

~~~ Some time later ~~~

Mark was contently lay next to Sebastian, and the young Demoness known as Leica was walking close by, singing softly to herself the song 'Murder by Within Temptation'