Ciel was sitting at his desk, his broad shoulders seeming to be bigger than the chair itself and he proped his cheek against his fist as his brow furrowed gently looking at the stack of papers in front of him causing him to sigh loudly leaning back in his chair. The boy was of perfect age of 19 and his body changed so much he could barely keep up with it on top of being a demon, Sebastian has told he had to learn to make contracts soon enough but Ciel didn't want to think of doing that just yet, no he'd rather spend his time enjoying his manor, having visits with Elizabeth and Paula while the servants bustled around trying to suck up to him and the easy soft nights where Ciel convinced and coaxed the idea of one chess game out of Sebastian and it'd be well at dawn by the time he'd be in bed but those were the best nights to him, when they were thinking of strategies on where to move their pieces and the easy banter that followed after someone picked up a piece. He loved those nights, he loved spending time with his butler whether the man knew it or not but he loved the time he had with Sebastian because every minute was oh so perfect and precious to him.

"Master? You alright?" Sebastian's voice cut through Ciel's thoughts like a knife and he smiled ruefully at the demon who stared at him like he was concerned and Ciel sat up straight in his seat before he decided to just stand up and when he did he got the shock that he was almost just as tall as Sebastian who had just a few inches more than Ciel but it was still something to the earl. Ciel knew deep in his heart whether anyone noticed it, but he looked almost exactly like his father, he had his mother's eyes and most of her features but the rest was all his father, but he was reluctant to have anyone who he looked like, the servants save for Tanaka maybe, knew exactly what Vincent Phantomhive had looked like, sometimes it irritated the boy but other times he felt. . . . Proud to look like his father. "Ciel!" He felt rough hands gripping his upper arms causing hin to blink lightly and rapidly once again trying to work his way out of the memories as he stared up into Sebastian's anxious face.

"I'm sorry Sebastian. . . . I'm just thinking is all, don't worry yourself." He forced a nonchalant smile when the first pang of pain hit him but it was soft and faint which was easy to ignore it. He pulled away from Sebastian's grasp who's eyes widened just a touch like a child who's favorite thing just got taken away and he hesitated fighting the urge to run right into the man's arms and shout out his love for him but he was 19 now practically an adult and he needed to act as such. He sat down yawning softly rubbing his bright blue eye that showed tiredly and he looked at Sebastian tired tears almost twinkling in his eyes. "Sebastian would it be alright if I laid down and took a nap? Just a short one I promise." Ciel could see Sebastian hesitating just slightly knowing how the demon felt about him sleeping at all during the day when he shouldn't knowin knowing his schedule was almost packed but then the butler seemed to give as he nodded his head gently as Ciel stood up and walked around his desk before pausing briefly just beside Sebastian before he leaned up and gave him just a light innocent peck on the cheek and he could see the light pink dusting his cheeks and it made Ciel snicker under his breath at how human Sebastian was sometimes and when he got into the hallway his snickers cut off by a soft gasp as a sudden ricochet of pain speared right up to his heart and echoed almost seeming to throb althrough out his body and he nearly doubled over but he wouldn't worry the butler further and he breathed low and heavy as he stumbled to his room his hand looking more like an animal's claw as he breathed raggedly slamming his door shut and he suddenly glad he left when he did for a loud piercing scream broke through his lips as he collapsed right onto the floor his hand still pressed to his heart where the root of the pain was coming with every thud of his heart, that he could now very clearly hear in his own ears, his vision seemd to wobbly and double a couple times, the colors going between gray and bright vivid colors that were too bright for him to bare as he squeezes his eyes shut tightly his harsh loud breathing was the very last thing he heard as the pain singed and went rampant inside his body as cold unconsciousness took him away immediately.

3 Hours Later

Ciel woke up on the floor with a loud moan and he pushed himself up on his weak wobbly arms as he stumbled up onto his feet and just in time for his legs collapsed onto his bed closing his eyes weakly again his strength all but gone and keeping his eyes open felt like someone tied tiny weights to his lashes making it impossisble to even keep his eyes open and he drifted into his deep exhaustion sighing softly knowing how angry Sebastian was going to be when he woke up again and he felt the faint rustling in his mind of something he needed to remember right then but he couldn't and he fell asleep once again. When he opened his eyes again however he had strength he didn't know he had before and he jumped up off the bed only to stagger a bit at the hitting wave of vertigo and he sat right back on the edge of the bed his hand to his forehead but before it reached his forward he realized. . . his hand. What was wrong with his hand? That couldn't possibly be his hand!

"S-SEBASTIAN!" He yelled but his voice wasn't his either, it was high and musical, like the twinkling glass makes when it breaks but it again wasn't his voice and as light as it was it was soft and husky his eyes widening on their own accord as he ripped his eye patch off his chest rising rapidly with his shock. "SEBASTIAN!" He screamed this time his voice higher with the panic attack that had formed and was now taking affect as his chest heaved high his face burning and he knew if he didn't calm down he'd hyperventalate himself until he blacked out but the breathes wouldn't stop and instead of screaming his name Ciel screamed at the top of his lungs his hands now clutching at his long navy blue hair his eyes wide as he screamed again long and loud with his new high pitch voice and it reminded him of that cursed cage and that awful time. . . . but this this was worse and he kept screaming until his throat felt raw and he was gasping for air a low whimper sliding out of his lips and he forced himself to stand up and walk to the wash room and when he shut the door there in his reflection stood him. No not him. It was a woman, with long waist length hair, a curvacious body well abundant chest, wide beautiful sky blue eyes like twin gems the mark glowing softly, the womans face was froze with shock but it looked so beautiful even in the stillness of the moment and he lifted his hand and the woman copied it as he brought his hand to his lips seeing the woman do the same and he gasped taking in the reality that this was no joke, this was no dream, this was REAL and he was a goddamn woman!