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It was a hot humid night at the Phantomhive estate. The cloud floated gloomily overhead. Their grey color growing darker as the minutes passed. Every late night they acted as so, drifting along before releasing the acid rain they possessed inside.
Tonight though, something different took place. The sky was lit ablaze. Thunder cracked so loud that it blocked out any other sound, even Pluto, the Phantomhive's guard dog that continued to whine after each long boom.
Everyone else on the other hand remained content in the Phantomhive manor, everyone, except Ciel. The young boy sat up wide-awake way after his curfew. He just couldn't get to sleep, with all that noise going on outside. At least, that was what Ciel told himself.
Another loud bang and bright flash sent the boy in a jolt of fear. Ciel silently scolded himself. But no matter how hard the young master tried, he couldn't get over his fear of storms. Storms were one of his only weaknesses. It reminded him of that tragedy, years ago. The day his parents burned in the fire. When he lost everything…
Ciel shook again to yet another loud snap of lightning. Its bright flash remained in his vision minutes after it happened. All he could think about was the flames of hell engulfing him in its endless torment. Like a black hole, never ending and empty. That was when he cried out.
"Sebastian!"
Again, lightning shone through the window, bright vibrant blue of electricity. Dangerously close this time the lightning streak seemed. Ciel felt unsafe. That stabbing feeling struck him over and over again as he panted. Beads of perspire dripped from his navy blue locks.
"Sebastian!" Ciel screamed.
Arms of protection gently rubbed Ciel's shoulders. He relaxed, tears streamed down his cheek. The boy scolded himself again. White gloves slid against his Ciel's cheeks, wiping his tears away. Sebastian, his butler was there, comforting the young body that trembled under the blankets.
"Now what has come to trouble my young master at this late hour?" he asked ever so quizzically.
Ciel calmed himself. "N-nothing… Just, I was thinking about that day…" he muttered stuffily.
"Ah, I see my lord. But now you should rest, morning will soon be to greet you. You do after all have a big festivity tomorrow, do you not?" Sebastian said smirking as he usually did.
"You're right, but this stupid storm is ruining my slumber! Its loud obnoxiousness is keeping me from even closing my eyes!" Ciel replied with a sort of argue in his voice.
Sebastian noticed this slight competition in his young masters words. "Now, now my young master. Why must you think that this storm is your bother? Here, lay back," he whispered soothingly.
To Sebastian's bewilderment, Ciel smacked his hand away. "Leave me alone! I can lay down myself!"
For a few minutes there was silence, other than Ciel situating himself under the covers. Sebastian kept a shocked look before he smiled normally again. "Of course young master, I am sorry to be of inconvenience."
"Hmph…" Ciel mumbled.
A strike of lightning flashed, this time, on the ground of the estate itself. The electricity was powerful, both Ciel and Sebastian could feel the waves coursing through their bodies. Ciel was done with the fear. That was probably the scariest thing he had encountered all night, and he was sick of it.
"Tuck me in… I want to sleep," Ciel murmured softly.
"As you wish my lord," Sebastian responded with his widest smile. "And is there anything else my young master requests before turning in?"
"Stay with me, until I fall asleep," Ciel said rather quickly. Sebastian didn't comment it though, instead, he just left the subject untouched for now.
"Of course, young master."
Sebastian sat at the bedside, watching his master settle into the comforts of the bed.
"Goodnight, young master."