Just for a notice, I think I haven't followed Ciel's Character very well. Also, nothing about anything is true in here except that Ciel is Sebastian's future dinner. I hope you like the first chapter, and I apologize for any grammar mistakes or spelling mistakes!

Chapter 1 – first occurrence

The night resonated with crickets and frog sounds, so it was impossible for Ciel to sleep. Here, at his parent's cottage (he just found out that he had one a couple of weeks before), everything smelled of old wood. The kitchen, which was kind of ruined in his opinion, the restroom, and his bedroom were all stinky of that smell. He had to ask Sebastian to light up some kind of essence candle to make himself and, most of all, his nose happier. Also, he had just discovered that he had pollen allergies, and guess what? He is completely surrounded by high grass and flowers of all kinds. Of course, he missed his cozy bedroom, in his big mansion, in his huge yard (with no such flowers!).

"SEBASTIAN!" Ciel called with an annoyed vibe in his voice. It has been the third time he's called him that night. "SEEEEEBAAAAASTIAAAAAAN!"

"Yes, My young lord?" Sebastian always had that smirk on his face, couldn't he see how annoyed Ciel was? He walked closer and stood beside Ciel's uncomfortable bed.

"Okay, how much days do I have to stay here?" Ciel asked. His eyes were all puffy because of his allergies. He knew he would go crazy, or even senile, before he returns home.

"About three more days, my lord. Look at you," Sebastian faked a concern tone in his voice." Your nose is as red as a tomato, do you need tissues?"

"No, I'll just blow my nose on you… OF COURSE I NEED MORE TISSUE IDIOT!" Ciel was a little too annoyed, but as his butler, Sebastian buried it far into his 'Ciel-annoys-me-so-much-sometimes-but-I-can't-let-it-show' little mental department in his demon brain.

"Oh my, lord Phantomhive, you have some short temper today, I shall bring you more tissues." Sebastian stepped away at a moderate paste and closed the door.

Ciel stared at the ceiling for a moment, thinking how good it would be to be back in his cozy bed in his…. Then he remembered that he forgot to bring his personal journal with him and it was on his bed. Mey Rin might've found it by now, or worse, read it! In this journal he has all his secrets. Like the time he accidentally bumped into a pole while looking at Sebastian. That might've started some disturbing conspiracy about him and Sebastian together. Talking about that, Ciel also forgot to get back to the 'fans' that wrote stories about him and Sebastian in rather uncomfortable positions. Thinking about that, Ciel shivered. However, there was another secret written in his journal that he absolutely didn't want Mey Rin, or anybody for that matter, to read; his fascination of the super idol, Mary Anderson. Ever since he's watched one Shakespeare play in which she acted, he's been completely in love with her.

Anyway, he turned around and looked out the window. It was so dark that night. There were no stars, no moon, nothing. How could he even sleep without any light? Normally, Sebastian leaves at least candles in his room lighten up so he could see the surrounding. Ever since he read that article in the newspaper about a lady who was killed in her bed by a murderer that creeped in her room easily because it was pitch dark. From that time on, he was uneasy in the dark. Who knew how much people wanted him dead in this world?

For about ten minutes he closed his eyes and tried to sleep. Obviously if he thought about sleeping he wouldn't fall asleep, so he tried to think about nothing. It worked because he could feel sleepiness filling him, but when he was about to fall asleep, all of his insecurities filled his brain. Why is he so small? He's been expecting a random growing period, but he's been the same height for about three years. Did that mean he was as tall as a 10 year old? Is that the reason why nobody took him seriously and only took his tall counterpart, Sebastian, seriously? He turned again, and shrugged it away.

Suddenly, he heard scratching under his bed. He was always petrified of looking under his bed, so he decided that he would just ignore it. But as the time went by, the scratching grew louder. Ciel's heartbeat went faster and harder, it seemed the scratching was moving side to side. Since his bedroom was pitch black, even if he tried to look under his bed he wouldn't see a thing. Then, something moved his bed.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!" Ciel screamed at the top of his lungs. Hearing the scream of his future dinner, Sebastian rushed up the stairs. When he opened Ciel's door, he found Ciel wrapped in his blankets. His eyes were wide and full of tears. Sebastian was always disgusted by the lack of courage that child had. Once he jumped merely at the sight of a butterfly.

"What's wrong, my lord?" Ciel turned his head towards Sebastian and looked him in the eyes.

"I…I w… was t… trying to fall as… asleep and I… I heard sc… scratching under my bed." Ciel turned his eyes away from Sebastian's. " Then m… my bed moved!" Sebastian smirked again.

"My lord, your bed is at the same place it was since we came here." Sebastian looked around. " Nothing more have changed. I think you've had a bad dream."

" Alright, okay… um… right then, I'll go back to sleep." Ciel lay back down and closed his eyes. Sebastian turned around and made his way towards the door.

"Sebastian?" Ciel stopped him.

"Yes?"

"Stay with me tonight."

"Alright."

When Ciel woke up it wasn't morning, it was still night, with the night's darkness. He kept still wishing to fall back to sleep but he heard whispering. Was Sebastian talking to someone? He turned, but Sebastian was staring quite creepily at him. So what were the whispers? Ciel, look at me, can you see me? The whispers went. When he turned back around he saw a woman's face, but not only any woman's, Mary Anderson's.