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Chapter 2 Destroying Souls

Just to clarify Sasori is 28 and Deidara is 15 and the rest of the servants are in the range of 23 to 25.

I slowly opened my glazed over eyes at the sound of knocking. It took me a minute to figure out where I was, as I looked up a white ceiling.

By the time my hazed mind remembered where I was the knocking had stopped. I tried to get up at this point because I knew that not answering to door would anger Sasori and right now I didn't think my body could handle any punishment I might receive from not answering.

But when I tried to get up it was like my body fully awakened because hot pain shot all through my body and I end up face to face with floor causing waves and waves of agony. My back was on fire and butt hurt in a way I didn't think was good. I could feel hot liquid running down my thighs and dripping onto the floor. It hurt, it hurt so much.

My mind drifted away at that point as the pain became too much.

After while I can't say how long with the way everything all jumbled in my mind there was knocking again at my door, but I couldn't seem to even get my limbs to move as the knocking became harsher.

I finally was able to get me self off of the floor and open the door. When I opened the door I was met with the face of a very anger Sasori.

I sorted through the stacks of paper work as I signed the ones that I agreed to and move others to the side that I need to think about or did not agree to at all, but even as I did this I couldn't stop thinking about the kid that I had brought today.

The brat didn't seem that bad, but he did seem to have problems. Then again I think everyone would have problems with someone touching them down THERE, but he was a slave and if a master, no, if I wanted to touch THERE or anywhere for that matter then he had no right to complain.

I could punish the kid for it, but I really don't think that that would be beneficial. He had been abused; I can't expect him to be perfect.

No it wasn't that he didn't want me to touch him there that bothered me, it didn't really bother me at all. What I was worried about was that if I didn't show him my authority he would think that it was ok for him try other things, get away with things because I let him get away with me not touching him there.

My thoughts were interrupted by a soft knock at the door.

"Come in," I called

Ino then walked in with a worried expression on her face.

"What is it?"

"I walked over to Dieidara's room to see if he wanted to eat dinner now since its been a while since he ate lunch, but he didn't open the door when I knock and I tried turning the door knob, but he seemed to have locked his door. I'm worried. He's so thin and he just doesn't look well."

I turned in my seat and opened the bottom drawer to get the master set of keys that I had. I then selected the key that opened the Deidara's door.

I got up and stormed past Ino and down the hall. I was right since I let the kid off the hook he thought that he could test my authority.

God Damnit, I had already taken time off to get to the slave auction and now I had to deal with this. All this shit was going to make me even more behind in my work. Trading companies don't just run themselves and everyone else was just too incompetent to do it for me.

As some as I reached the door with Ino trailing behind me I started knocking. When the brat didn't answer to that I started knocking even harsher and when I was just about to use the key the door, it slowly opened and reveled timid and fragile looking Diedara.

I glared at him.

"What the hell do you think you are doing not answering the door? Did you think that you can get away with things because I let you get away with me not touching you in the bathroom?" I yelled. "You are a slave and if I didn't make this clear earlier you are to never disobey and that includes opening the door on the first knock and I don't care if you are opening the door for a servant or even a cat they are all above you and you will OBEY. DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR!" I yelled at him.

"Yes Master Sasori, it will not happen again." The kid whispered.

"It God Damn better not happen again. I will decide your punishment later after I finished catching up with all the work I missed buy you and dealing with this."

I didn't miss how his face became drained of all color at the word punishment, if he had any color left at all to drain from his face that is.

I then promptly left and ordered Ino to get my dinner and that I would have it in my office today.

My mind was in a haze as the word PUNISHMENT repeated over and over again in my head. I could feel my body shaking like a leaf. I stood in the door way as flashbacks of previous owners punishments went through head.

I was startled out of my haze as a hand touched my shoulder. I immediately fell back against the door frame causing hot pain to flash down my back as I tried desperately to get away from the hand that had touched me.

I could fell hot tears streaming down my face as fell to the floor causing even worse pain when my butt hit the floor.

I heard a scream of pain that I soon realized was mine as I curled up on the floor and sobbed.

The hand was back but this time it was stroking my hair as I cried on the hardwood floors of the entry way.

After a while of the hand stroking my hair I stopped crying and looked into Ino's concerned face.

"I'm sorry" I said when I realized that the hand that had touched me before was actually Ino's.

"There's no need to be sorry."

Silence filled the area between the stairs and my room. After a while of Ino continuing to stroke my hair the silence was broken.

"I have to get the Masters dinner, but would you also like dinner now?"

"Yes please, Ino-san"

"Alright, I will let you get cleaned up a bit and when you are ready you can come to the kitchen."

She got up and left. I laid on the floor for a while till I realized that that blood was starting drip onto the floor.

I was surprised that Ino didn't notice the blood, but then realized that the blood only showed on the back of my pants and the black shirt that I was wearing was way too large for me and covered the back of my pants.

I slowly got my protesting body off the floor and opened the door the rest of the way. I was relieved when I noticed that if the door had even opened and an inch more they would have noticed the blood on the floor by the bed where I had fallen off.

I walked over and inspected the bed and was pleased to find no blood on the cream sheets. I didn't need to make Master even more mad by staining the sheets.

I walked into the tiny attached bathroom that had the bare necessities and got a towel to mop up the blood. I walked back into the bedroom and cleaned up the blood on the floor.

After, I put the blood covered towel into the hamper that was in the bathroom corner next to the sink. I then splashed water on my face and made sure that the back of my pants was covered by my black shirt so no one would see the now drying blood.

I then walked to the door and made my way to the kitchen were Choji was cooking. Upon seeing me he gave me a smile and put another bowl of soup in front of me when I sat down.

"You can have whatever you like after you can handle the foods again" he said.

Nodding lightly I ate the soup and the excused myself with a murmured thanks.

On my way back up I ran into Ino.

"I put some sets of clothes on your bed that should fit you better. I figured that you were going to need more."

"Thank you" I murmured.

"You're welcome, have a good night."

She then scurried off before I could respond and I found that better than having to. I hated talking. It could get me into trouble and it could also reveal something I didn't want to. In the end even saying have a good night to someone was something I hated.

I walked up the servants stairs after going down a few halls and reached my room. Like Ino had said the cloths were on my bed.

I really looked at the room given to me now that I was alone and not completely exhausted.

There was a desk in the left corner and night stand next to it and next to the night stand was the bed that also had another nightstand on the other side that hit the wall. On the side perpendicular to the desk was the closet and across from that was the tiny bathroom. There was one tiny window in the room and that was above my bed. It had a small window sill that had a potted plant sitting on it. The walls were painted a French Yellow color and the bathroom was white and yellow tiled floors. That was it.

I picked up the cloths and put them in the closet. I then changed in to the night cloths that were given to me and changed my underwear that was covered in blood. I found a new wash cloth under the sink and pit it in my boxers.

When I was done I looked up and into the mirror above the bathroom sink.

My one showing eye was glazed over and my face looked sunken in. I was deathly pale except for the slight blush on my cheeks.

I sighed and walked back into my bedroom and crawled into bed and pulled the cotton sheets and blue quilt up to my face.

I couldn't stop thinking about the punishment that I was going to reserve for my impudence. I just hoped that the punishment wasn't too painful.

The sound of knocking on the door woke me from my slumber and I dashed to answer despite my protesting body. I wouldn't ever make the mistake of not being able to answer.

I throw open the door and was greeted by Ino.

"Good morning. Hope you slept well. I have been informed to tell you that I will be doing your laundry and keeping your bedroom and bathroom clean because your soul job is to serve Master. Oh and speaking of Master Sasori, he said he would like to see you in his study." Ino resited.

"Ok"

"Alright then. Do you remember how to get there?"

"Yes"

"Good, good."

She then left.

Fear burned in me as I made my way to the Masters study/office.

How severe would his punishment be? Would he whip me? Rape me? Lock me up in a cell for days with no food or water?

I let my thoughts stop there. If I continued on this line of thought I wouldn't ever make it to the Masters study.

I arrived at the old oak door that had leaves carved into it. I knocked on the door and heard the Masters voice calling me in. I opened the door and timidly walked in.

I heard a small and almost unnoticeable knock at my door that was not Ino's usual knock or ever any of the others knocks, which could only mean that it had to be Deidara's

I called him in and the door slowly opened and the boy walked in. His head was down and his poster was completely submissive.

Good. Maybe the yelling had done some good, but I still had to make sure that he understood never to cross me. EVER.

I set down my papers.

"Get over here, brat."

The kid rushed to my side. I looked him over ones his was a few feet from my desk. He was pale still and looked as thin as a rail, but Ino seemed to have gotten him some cloths that didn't look they would blow of his tiny figure at any moment.

"I have come to a decision about your punishment."

"Yes, Master" said his fearful voice.

"Come with me."

I took the boy to a brightly lit room that had that had no furniture except for chains on the white walls. I hooked the boy up to the wall and took some clamps that were used to keep someones eyes open. I fitted the clamp over the on visible eye to keep it open. I then took a bright lamp that had no cover and put right near his face.

I looked up into the terrified held open eyes.

"Your punishment is sleep deprivation" I said while putting tape over his mouth and chaining his neck to the wall.

"You will also not be able to eat even though you are already so thin, but there is no way around it because you will not be allowed human contact."

I finished with him and then walked over to the thermostat on the wall. I turned the temperature down to 30 degrees. I turned around and faced the terrified boy.

"Your full punishment is sleep deprivation, starvation, solitude and exposure to cold for the next 2 days. On the third morning you will be let out and you will see the doctor that I had told you, you would see. Be happy I'm not beating you or worse. Consider this to be the lowest tear in punishments."

With that I turned and left the room locking the door behind me.

I'm shivering as my breath comes out in white puffs in front of me. I'm hungry and it's so quite.

As mind wandered I became more and more worried.

Could you die from sleep deprivation? Was he going to leave me here? I'm I going to die of hypothermia first? What if he doesn't come back? He could forget about me. The doors locked and no one can get in or out without the key and there's no windows. No one can save me. He left me here to die. I'm going to die, but I have been bad. I defied Master. I deserve to die. I deserve this punishment: a slow and painful death.

(Hours passing slowly)

I have been bad…..

I'm going to die…..

I have been bad…..

Never deify Master again….

I have been bad….

I don't deserve to live….

I'm a worthless, I'm a slut.

I'm trash.

Lower then the low.

I made Master mad.

I deserve to die.

Die…

Die…

Die…

It's a couple of more hours till the brats punishment is over. I have a doctor to coming at 2:00 to look at the brats wounds and more specifically the bleeding from his anus.

I busied myself with signing documents and looking at shipments when the clock chimed 9:00. I got up form my office chair and walked down the hall to the lock torture room. I pulled out the set of keys that I always carry and put it in the hole. Opening the door a rush of freezing are came out of the room. Slowly I entered and looked over to the brat.

He was pale, super pale. The kid could almost pace by as dead. His hands that hung above his head look more skeletal than ever before and the deep black rings under his eyes. But what scared me were one blank eye the stared straight ahead.

I rushed over to the kid and snapped my fingers in front of his face and to my relief the kid seemed to wake up from his stupor and look at me, but the dead look still didn't leave his eyes.

I careful unchained him and commanded the brat to stand up so we could leave the freezing room.

The kid tried to get up, but his legs didn't seem to be able to hold his weight.

Sighing I lifted the kid into my arms and froze. He was so light. It was like I was caring a 6 year old kid not a 15 year old and his skin was so cold.

Damn maybe I went a little extreme.

I rushed out of the room and to my bedroom where I knew that it would be warmer. Carefully I lowered him into the empty bath tub and stripped him. I filled the bath with luck warm water so I wouldn't shock him. I looked over the kids small body that looked even more sunken in them before. Sighing I washed the kid and replace the water in the tube with warmer water.

After sometime when I felt that his body was back to a somewhat normal temperature. I lifted the kid up and dried him off.

It worried me for a moment that the kid had gone into shock because he just stared straight ahead, but when I ordered the kid to dry his privates the kid did as commanded. It was like the everything else was dead to him. It was like all he lived for was being ordered.

In a way I guess I should have suspected this. They said that he was broken when I bought him and I think that I truly broke the kid with this punishment. Though I couldn't go back and make the punishment less severe, but I could take care of him until he was in better health. There is no use in leaving someone to fend for themselves after a punishment. What point is there in a punishment if the person dies?

Carefully I lifted the kid off the bathroom floor and brought him to my bed. I watched as the brats eye slowly close and then walked over to my closet and picked out a thick sweater.

When I got back over to the bed I stopped dead in my tracks. Red. He was bleed. Still bleeding from his ass.

"Shit"

Dropping the shirt onto the bed I walked out from my bedroom and yelled for Ino and Hinata. A second later I could see both of them rushing down the hall. I never yelled for them unless it was important.

When they arrive I asked them to get new sheets for my bed because Diedara had bleed all over them and to get some towels.

They rushed off and a minute later came back with sheets. But by that point I had put a damp wash cloth to the kids hole while I held his blanket wrapped form as the sheet were changed and the maids laid out the towels on one side of the bed. When they were finished I told Ino to get a pair of boxers from Deidara's room and a bowel of broth. I then told Hinata to call the doctor and tell him that he was needed earlier and that it was an emergency.

When Ino came back, I told her to set the boxers and broth on the nightstand and then asked her to get me a glass of water as I set Deidara down on the towel covered side of the bed. I took the blanket away from his body and put the thick sweater that had been set aside by Hinata on the boys small form. I then lifted his legs and put the wash cloth back against his bleeding anus after being taking away as I dressed him. I didn't put the boxers on the kid because I figure it would be a hassle for the doctor when he got here. I pulled the blanket up over his cold body and tried to rouse him

The kid slowly opened his one dead eye and I held the bowel of broth in front of his face. I shift to a position to where I could hold his head up so he could drink the spoon fulls of broth that I gave him from the bowel on the nightstand.

It took a lot of coaxing, but I final got him to drinks some of the broth. I got about half way through the bowel till the kid refused to drink any more.

The kid just laid there, shivering in my arms as I put the spoon back into the bowel.

A knock at the door, had me laying the kid back down and calling the person into the room.

Ino opened the door for Doctor Harold and then shut in behind the man after he walked in. He was an older man, maybe in his late 50ies and had always been our family doctor.

"Good morning Lord Sasori," said the doctor.

"Thank you for coming so much earlier."

"You're welcome, now I assume that boy on the bed is the patient."

"Yes I got him about four days ago at a slave auction. His body was covered in bruises and lacerations and he wouldn't let me look at his covered eye, but what has worried me the most is that he's bleeding from the rear."

"From the rear?" asked the doctor as he walked over to the bed.

"Yes, and it hasn't stopped. I didn't have you come until today because I had to punish the brat for disobedience."

"Alright, well I m going to have to inspected him."

"Thank you."

I got up from my spot on the bed and walked out of my bedroom.

This was a pain. I messed up. The brat should have seen a doctor first and after he healed I could punish him, but I had let my anger lead me and not my head. If the kid were to die Pain would have my head for killing the kid in four days. It would just prove that I have no control over m temper.

After I got to my office I looked at my cluttered desk and decided to organize. Picking up the papers after papers and setting them in the correct pile took me over an hour to complete. By then lunch was rolling around and I decided to go and check on the brat and see how Doctor Harold was doing.

I walked down the hall and decided to take the servants stairs up to my bedroom because it was faster. I pasted Diedaras room and continued up till I got to the 3rd floor and walked up to my bedroom door.

Pushing open the door I saw the doctor wrapping on of Deidaras hands in gauze.

"I'm almost done Lord Sasori and then I will tell you what I found," the doctor said as he finished wrapping the brats hand and putting away his supplies and stood up to address me.

"He has 5 five broken ribs and 3 bruised ribs. The whip marks on his back are in a range of healing, but somewhere infected. What has come to concern me is that he might not have any feeling at all on his back after he heals because of the extent of the damage. It appears that he has been whipped over and over, over long periods of time, thus permanently destroy skin cells on his back and parts of his nervous system. He has cuts on his arms and legs that running form minor to more serious."

The doctor sighed and then continued. "He had major anal tearing in his rectum. The reason the bleeding hasn't stop is the tear in his rectum was on a blood artery. It appears that it is healing, but it is very slow process. There are prominent signs of sexual abuse from anal scaring. In reality I doubt that he can even feel parts of his anus, specifically the outer areas. I put some numbing cream and some healent around there and in his anus for pain."

"So it will heal?"

"It should, but if he continues to bleed for the next two weeks we might have to do surgery. I recommend that he stays in bed and doesn't move much, it could cause more tearing and could cause one of his broken ribs to puncture a lung. Also I recommend that he reframe form anything sexual and that he be given liquids so that he doesn't have to defecate. It would cause him pain and possible more tearing."

I know he meant that I should reframe form doing anything sexual to the kid. It wasn't like the kid had a choice. Well it could be worse. It appeared that the brat would heal if given the time to heal. And we were already giving him broth so there is no problem with that.

"In regards to his eye that is covered, it appears to be completely blind. I can't say how that came to be but there are a number of ways that it could have happened. Now there is one more thing that concerns me. He too thin, if he keeps losing this much weight I'm afraid that he won't live very long. He is extremely weak and he also has a high fever.

"I'm aware of his weight problems. I'll have the maids give him broths frequently and I'll also have someone watch him."

"Good. Make sure the person watches the boys fever."

"I will. Thank you doctor for your time."

The doctor then stepped out of the room and left me with the brat. I walked over to my bed were the brat laided. I picked up the phone and called to the kitchen for fresh broth and for someone to find Hinata.

Five minutes later the soup arrived with Hinata who I then told to try and get the kid to eat and to watch his fever.

"Report to me in my office if anything changes."