I don't have much to put here. I am not a perfect writer. Heh this is pretty bad. ish.

I originally posted a bit of this on my instagram account. So I'm not stealing this. Just saying.


Tears slid down Ciel's face as he drove down the interstate. It was storming outside, but he didn't care. He had to get away from it all.

His engagement wasn't going as well as he had hoped. Almost two years ago, Ciel had met a man named Claude. Honestly, he probably thought it was true love.

But that doesn't exist.

It started out perfect, the relationship between the two, but they started disagreeing on more and more, always bickering about something. That something soon evolved into each other, complaints really. He didn't even know why he stayed half the time. One day they'd be a perfect couple and the next they would have to conceal another bruise. Pain was involved in nearly every break out between the two, whether it be mental or physical. He yelled at Claude, Claude yelled at him, something broke, someone was hit, and Ciel would always end up apologizing. He wasn't weak. He just still believed something was there. He always ended up giving in because if he didn't, Claude might as well leave. Claude was one of those who wanted a "wife" that practically worshiped him. Ciel was not that type of person. Claude was still trying to accept that.

Regardless of what was thrown at him, or how hard he was hit, he stilled loved Claude. It's not like he didn't abuse him as well, though that wasn't something Ciel was proud of. Either way it never really hurt Claude, him being much stronger and more durable. Ciel would just turn the other cheek and pretend it never happened. Claude loved him. He would never truly hurt him. Sometimes it just felt like he would. Most would call what Ciel and Claude had "abusive" but it was the best they could do, even if it hurt.

There was only so much a person could handle before needing a break. That's why Ciel left. Only an hour ago had he snapped. He couldn't take the insults and the abuse this time; he told himself he could. He was losing the battle. Ciel chucked the ring at Claude. The ring Claude bought for him, gave to him, told him he loved him in. He just threw it like it was nothing and didn't bother to close the door on the way out. So now he was here, speeding down the road. He could barley see the hood of his car. The tears didn't help with the fact that it was pouring outside. He should turn back. This was a stupid tantrum. Claude was right. It's true if Claude said it.
Ciel rubbed his eyes clear of water just in time to see the car barreling towards him.


Claude gave an annoyed sigh as the phone rang and went to answer it.

"Hello?" He asked, balancing the device between his head and shoulder, sitting down on the couch.

"Sorry for the inconvenience sir, I know it's late at night. Is this Claude Faustus?"

"I was up either way." Truth be told he was a worried about his, possibly ex, fiancé. Sure, he may not seem to care about the blue haired one too much, but Claude wasn't heartless. "But yes, this is him."

"Mr. Faustus, Ciel Phantomhive.. has been in an accident. He's currently in surgery."

In a seconds he was shuffling to get his coat on. "Will he be okay? What hospital is he at?" The man fired questions at the poor woman on the other side of the line. By the time Claude got a reply he was already in his own car, the rain have slacked a bit since earlier.

"Don't panic. We won't know how stable his condition for a few hours. This is the main hospital in the city, Linen Orthopedic Works."

"I'll be there."

He felt a bit guilty for the whole incident. If he hadn't gotten angry at Ciel it would've never had happened. Fate was cruel, and they paid the price.

It took almost two hours for Claude to reach the hospital. Finally once he arrived, he quickly asked the woman at the desk where his fiancé was and hurried to the room. Ciel had various wires hooked into him but as far as he could see the boy was alive. That was good. Claude scooted a chair over to the bed and sat down. He would be here for him.
It was around three in the morning when he finally dozed off, the discarded ring in hand.


Claude was till sleeping when Ciel finally awoke. The boy rolled his head to the side to see his fiancé slumped over in a visitor's chair.

"Claude..?" He asked, struggling with one arm to sit up as the other stirred, his eyes blinking open.

"You're awake." He responded while shaking his head. "Goodmorning."

"...How long have you been here?" Ciel asked almost immediately.

Claude yawned and stood up. "Um," He checked his watch. "around six hours."

A nurse walked in, stopping their conversation. "Sorry for the interruption, you have a visitor.."

Ciel closed his mouth and didn't say anything. A visitor? Who else would come and see him? His friends didn't know about the whole accident.

Claude spoke up for him. "Who is it?"

"It's another one of the patients here, I think it's best he introduces himself to you."

"Um alright, you can let him in." The smaller said.

She nodded in response and left. There was a muffled conversation on the side of the doors before the "visitor" came in.

It was a man, similar to Claude's height, more on the slim side. He had a couple injuries himself, though not as severe looking as Ciel's.

He gave a smile and started to introduce himself.

"Hello, I'm Sebastian. Sorry about hitting you with my car.."


Sorry this chapter was a bit on the shorter side ones in the future will be longer. Plus that end of it was a lot of lines and talking. Description? What Description? Hope you enjoy!