Lost in Translation
Ciel Phantomhive had been a wreck ever since the day he died as a human and awoke as a demon. He was a curious as to why Sebastian had changed him and he had the intention of asking, but by the time he had opened his eyes, Sebastian was gone. At first he wondered if he was being punished somehow for not being able to give Sebastian his soul, the he wondered if he died in the process of changing him, but his wandering mind was assured when he noticed that his contract was still visible. He had tried to call Sebastian over the years, but nothing ever happened. His eventually gave up and his yearning heart became cold and hardened.
Ciel had returned to the manor after the incident, but everything just reminded him of the demon that abandoned him, and eventually left in hopes of creating a new life for himself. He moved around a lot so people wouldn't grow suspicious of the boy, and was currently residing in a small in a small apartment in Washington State.
He decided to go on a stroll; who used the word stroll anymore other than himself? He pulled on his jacket and Converse shoes as he made is way out into the bitter night air. He fingered the key ring in his pocket as he moved through the streets, avoiding any other life forms near him. He stopped when he found himself at a park and sat down on one of the swings provided.
Sebastian had done the worst thing he could think of. He had fallen in love with his master then turned him into a demon instead of eating his soul. He feared that when Ciel would open his eyes that he would hate him, so he fled, leaving the one he loved alone. When he left he moved to America in hopes of a fresh start, but soon was consumed by guilt and sorrow and decided to search for the boy he had fallen in love with. He was currently in Washington State on his way down the west coast. It had been a very long time since that happened, but he regrets leaving him every day.
He was thinking about what happened that night as he was walking the street when he saw somebody that was very familiar looking. He brushed it off and kept on walking until he saw that person again and he then stopped dead in his tracks. He was staring at the one he had fallen for all those years ago. A blue haired boy with one midnight blue eye and the other a glowing violet, holding their contract. Their promise, one that he broke. He was supposed to remain by his side until the very end, but instead ran away like a coward.
He was sitting in a swing in a park across the street, Sebastian was very happy that he finally found him, but once again became afraid of his reaction id he saw him. Keeping this in mind, the demon took off down that street before the boy saw him.
Ciel was lost in thought as he laid his head on the chain of the swing. So many thoughts and questions filled his mind. The main one being, why Sebastian had changed him, and where he had gone. He sighed, knowing that any demon nearby could tell that he was starving. He learned that his scent changes, the more time that passes without him eating. He wanted to eat, but the only thing was, he never learned how to eat a soul. He put a hand over his stomach, frowning, felling the aching hollowness. Yet, he looked up at the sky and suddenly heard the sound of someone running, curious to see what kind of person would be running at nearly 2 in the morning. When he saw the person, his eyes widened, knowing it had a very similar look to Sebastian. He couldn't help it, he got up and ran after him, shaking his head.
Sebastian ran as fast as he could while still looking human. Even though it was 2 A.M and there were barely any people out, he still had to be careful. He ran until he heard footsteps behind him. His mind began racing as he started to worry if Ciel had seen him and decided to run after him. The demon tried to tell himself not to worry, still hoping that Ciel had not seen him. Slowed down a little and glanced behind him, still hearing the footsteps. It turns out what he feared became true, Ciel had seen him and began chasing after him. Sebastian ran faster until he ran into the street, narrowly missing a car in the process.
He ran to the other side of the street and glanced behind him, not seeing Ciel anymore. He breathed out a sigh of relief and began walking to the nearest building, soon finding out it was a coffee shop. He walked in and sat down at a table in the corner. He sat down, thinking that he had just ran away from the only person he ever truly loved. As he was sitting there a single tar slipped down his cheek as he whispered, "I'm sorry."
Ciel kept chasing after Sebastian, even after he began to feel weak and tired from the sudden use of energy he didn't really have. He ran as fast as he could, knowing he couldn't use his demonic speed even if he wanted to, since there was no energy to let him do so. Soon, he had to slow down, and he lost sight of Sebastian as he turned the corner, hearing as car honk, glaring at the ground. They had to have seen Sebastian, he was sure of it. He panted, leaning against a nearby building, shaking his head, groaning as he walked around the corner, wondering where the other went.
He couldn't see any trace of him, and knew it was useless by now, but he called out, "Sebastian!" He was in view of a coffee shop, and he glared at the ground, leaning against the building. His breath formed puffs of white air and he sighed, slipping to the ground.
Sebastian was sitting there quietly calming himself down, telling himself that he was strong enough no to go back out there. He sat there until he faintly heard his name being called out by Ciel. At that moment, he felt his heart break into a million pieces. He walked into the bathroom and stared at himself in the mirror. He stood there thinking that he didn't deserve to ever see Ciel again for fear of breaking down out of the guilt. Sebastian walked out of the bathroom, out of the shop, and into the cool, early morning air.
Immediately, he felt the presence of another demon. His senses became more alert in case he needed to fight. He walked around the corner, still on alert, when he saw Ciel sitting on the ground. At the sight, Sebastian's heart broke even more. He noticed that the boy was shivering slightly and began to walk, quietly towards him. He kneeled down in front of him and lightly out a put a hand on his shoulder. At the contact, Ciel jumped and stared at him for a few seconds. Sebastian stared back at him and they were silent.
Ciel stared at Sebastian, not even knowing what to say. He was freezing, basically just like a human in his state, and it was below freezing temperature. It normally wouldn't bother demons, especially well- fed ones, but he was not well- fed. He reached up and removed Sebastian's hand from his shoulder. His gazed slightly hardened, not enough to be a glare, but enough to show that he wouldn't be swayed by anything, or fee anything.
His body ached, and he pressed a hand to his stomach. He wondered if Sebastian could sense how weak and starving he was, then decided that Sebastian probably didn't care. "Why?" he asked, his voice trembling. "Why did you leave me to starve?" He needed to go back to his apartment and warm up, take a nice bath, but he wouldn't leave now that he had Sebastian.
Sebastian stared at Ciel as he said those words. He felt his heart break even further, if that was even possible by now, and felt his eyes fill with tears. "I-I…didn't…mean…to." Sebastian began to cry as he spoke and it made it difficult to speak. "I didn't mean to let you starve…I didn't mean to," he whispered. He whispered this over and over again, more to himself than to Ciel, who by now, began to dry himself.
Ciel stared at the man in front of him. This man had caused him so much pain and sadness. He left him alone to die and the faithful servant he once had just….disappeared.
Sebastian suddenly stood up and looked at the boy on the ground, quietly he wiped away his tears, and whispered, "I am so sorry, I never meant to hurt you or intended to let you starve." And with that, he turned around and walked away from the boy he loved, away from the building, and into the darkness of the early morning.