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Everyone's afraid of the monster under the bed or the one in the closet, but not Ciel. Instead of being afraid of said monster, he befriends him. His parents say nothing about that, thinking that "Sebastian" was an imaginary friend Ciel would forget about as he grows; but as time passes by, he becomes closer to his monster. He should have moved on by the time the young kid turned 12, it was the rules, each monster feeds of kids' fears of the dark and what lies behind it, but Sebastian finds himself intrigued by Ciel and stays with him even after the male turns 20. Slowly, Ciel finds himself attracted to Sebastian, what was supposed to be an "ugly" monster was actually a pretty hot and sexy bastard; and what's really scary is that Sebastian secretly feels the same but is afraid of showing it thinking that the younger male would be scared of him and try to run away.

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I think it all started when a storm woke me up. I had been afraid of them for as long as I could remember and normally I'd run to my parent's room and get into bed with them. But tonight something in me told me to open up the closet door and look inside.

"Hello is anyone in here?" I glanced around the darkness of my closet since I was still too short to reach the light switch. Something drew me further into the closet as I dug around moving my clothes hoping to find whatever was keeping me here. I didn't find anyone or anything but that presence didn't leave me. I pushed my bangs out of my face as I left my closet.

In my hunt for the presence in my closet my fear of the storm was completely forgotten. I climbed back into my bed and curled up still wondering why I felt so calm when it seemed like someone was in my bedroom.

I guess I thought I was invincible but more than that I wasn't afraid. Something deep in me told me not to be, and that whatever it was wasn't going to harm me. I didn't need any reassurance other than my own thoughts and I was lulled back to sleep by the mysterious presence.

The same routine happened for the next several days; I woke up looked around only to find nothing. Finally after so many days of searching something changed. My parents tucked me in that night and left but not before making sure all the window and doors in my room were closed, but when I woke up that night my closet door was wide open. My heart raced but not out of fear it was from hope. The hope that I would finally discover who or what was in my room.

I rubbed my eyes a few times before I pushed the covers to the end of my bed and hopped down. I padded over to the door and pushed it open further too where there door was pressed against the wall. I glanced around and finally noticed something.

Bright red eyes looked back at me from the shadows and for a moment I was afraid but as I looked deep within those eyes I saw no malicious intent. I stopped in the doorway and rubbed my eyes. Was I sure that I was seeing eyes? Or was it merely a trick of lights? But no matter how many times I rubbed the sleep from my eyes the eyes stayed.

"Hi, I'm Ciel." I didn't know what else to say so I introduced myself. The eyes widened a bit; from what I assumed was surprise.

A smooth voice spoke back, "You're not afraid of me?"

I cocked my head to the side and blinked, "Afraid? Why would I be afraid?"

"People usually run away from us demons." Those striking red eyes seemed as though they were lonely, but they held mischief, and power.

"I can't be afraid of what I don't know. You've been here the last few days and you haven't harmed me so I doubt you'll harm me now." I smiled, proud that I had been able to show up a demon. I was little but I was smart and I didn't get myself into situations where I couldn't predict the outcome.

"You are perceptive even though you are so young. You said your name was Ciel correct?"

I nodded happily, "Yeah, What's your name?"

"I'm Sebastian." I smiled and waved in at the eyes in greeting.

I gasped. I turned and ran straight from the room and down the stairs into the living room quietly sneaking past my parent's room. I grabbed my favorite board game from the cabinet and ran back up the stairs as fast as possible.

The res eyes looked sad and lonely but immediately brightened when I walked back in proudly displaying the game, "Sebastian! Will you play a board game with me? Mother and father are busy a lot so they can't play with me often."

I shoved some clothes into the far corner and set the game board down and stared setting up the pieces, "The household staff sometimes plays with me but they always let me win. It no fun if I know I'm always going to win."

A small shift in the air was apparent as a tall child stood in front of me. He looked about my age maybe older with black hair that fell in front of his eyes. I sat down criss cross one the opposite side of the board and smiled hopefully at him.

"I'll play," he said as he mirrored my movement and sat down across from me.

"Since I'm a good player I'll let you go first. You know all the rules of chess right?"

He smiled mischievously and nodded. He moved his first pawn and the match began. I took so many of his pieces that by the middle of the match I was confident I would win until he turned the match around. He claimed several of my pieces and even backed me into a corner resulting in him calling, "Checkmate."

I groaned and pouted at him, "No fair! You didn't tell me you were any good."

He shook his head and smirked at me, "You didn't ask. Besides it was a close match. You should go back to sleep now."

I didn't want to leave my new friend but I knew it was for the best. If I woke up tired tomorrow Mother would be upset with me. I nodded and picked up the pieces to my game and stored it on the top of my toy chest. I stood and brushed out my night shirt, trying to prolong the time I got to spend with my new friend.

"Will you play with me again tomorrow?" I glanced over at him and felt so small. He seemed to tower over me in height which made me unhappy. People ways treated me with such care just because I seemed so fragile and small. I hoped that Sebastian wouldn't treat me like that too.

"I'll try but honestly I'm not supposed to talk to you. There are rules and I could get in trouble." He seemed hesitant to answer my question and I sighed in response.

"I understand but if you can I'd like for you to come back." I turned around and waved.

"Kay, well goodnight." I walked back over to my bed and climbed in burrowing back under the covers. Sleep came easily as I wasn't used to saying up during the night but thoughts of my new friend stayed long after.