This is going to be a two-chapter fic, the first from Ritsuka's point of view, then the second from Soubi's. It is supposed to be very short. Expect the next one very soon, unless I develop a case of writer's block.

A guy-friend of mine sent me a song called "Pictures of You," and that was my inspiration for this piece. Thanks, Bandit. This one's for you (though you'll never get a chance to read it).

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Pictures of you. On my wall, on my screen, all around me. You're everywhere, and I like it that way.

Blue eyes, light hair, those lips and throat. Beloved. You are Beloved, and some days I wouldn't mind sharing that name with you. Any name with you. Make you mine. Tattoo every inch of your body with my kisses. This skin is the only thing in the way of making us one.

I will never truly be loveless when I have you, will I? You'll always be there for me, just a phone call away, just a few buttons and a prayer to whatever God exists. If I need you, I believe you will pick up.

Perhaps, the Being who stole Seimei from us also led you to me.

If that's the truth, I really don't mind. I like seeing you plastered on my wall, pictures of you all over my life, all over my body and heart.

And with some more lessons, I think you could convince me to love it.