P.O.V. - Ciel

I clenched my eyes tighter as sudden sunlight shone on my eyes, the rustling of curtains being tied. I slowly opened my eyes, looking into the crimson eyes of my butler, Sebastian.

"Good morning, my Lord. It's time to get up." He murmured, bowing slightly before pulling back my covers, baring my pale, thin legs. I sat up and slid to the edge of the bed for Sebastian to dress me, swinging my legs over the edge.

"For breakfast this break of day is pouched salmon seasoned delicately with pepper with the side of your choice; a scone, a biscuit or a hard-boiled egg with a cup of Earl Grey to compliment it." Sebastian knelt in front of me, unbuttoning my night shirt, his gloved fingers ever so lightly brushing my chest, leaving me shuddering slightly.

"I'll take the scone. What do we have in our schedule today?" I asked, watching his movements, lifting my arms when it was required.

"Very usual of my young master to choose the scone. There isn't anything in your schedule today." He started slipping my shoes on once he finished dressing me. I sipped at my tea, looking out the bedroom window towards the back of the garden where my favorite silver-white roses grew with the other colored roses, Sebastian and I collected. Once we had relocated into a secluded part of north-western America, Sebastian built an exact replica of the previous manor I had left with the servants three years ago.

"Are there any activities going on around the towns nearby?" I asked, finishing my tasteless breakfast and tea. Human foods and drinks held no flavor to me anymore but I still drank and ate from habit of my previous life as a human. My eyes quickly flashed crimson in the thought of previously being human, my contract giving the red a tinge of purple. Sebastian took the plate and cup after he finished with tying my shoes, setting them on the cart before kneeling back down and tying a box around my neck, fixing my collar.

"There is a ball happening in Lady Campbell's manor seventeen miles from here. Then there's a sale in the market in the town east of here and a grand opening for a company towards the north." He murmured, getting back to his feet, bowing shortly. I slipped my eye patch and rings on, standing up.

"Exciting things, Sebastian. Is the ball an invite only?" I asked, going over to the window, holding my hands behind my back as I looked out over the garden the butler kept very excellent care of.

"It is open to the public, young master. Are you thinking of going?" Sebastian gave hint of a slight smirk. He made my bed, fluffing the pillows.

"Yes, I'd like to go. Get out of the place for awhile. I've been in here for a whole week. I've intentions of going out now. When is the ball?" I said, glancing back at him.

"It starts at six and is over at nine. We'd have to leave at quarter to if you want to take a carriage." Sebastian murmured, standing beside the cart.

"No, I'd like to run." I grinned, turning around, my eyes going red. Sebastian bowed deeply.

"Yes my Lord."

(^-^)

I sat in my study, going over paperwork for my new company, Somnium-San, which sells teas, candies and sometimes pastries, depending on the time of year. Yet, not once have they seen or caught name of the owner of the company, thanks to Sebastian. There was a soft knock on my door that could only have come from Sebastian.

"Come in." I put the paperwork to the side of my cluttered desk of books and papers to make room for the snack. The doors opened and Sebastian came in with a platter in one hand, holding my sweet treat and a teapot of tea.

"I have brought you a slice of cheesecake topped with preserved raspberries and a fine cup of Ceylon tea." He set the plate of food in front of me and then poured me a cup of tea. He stood behind me, waiting as I took my time eating just to test his patients with me. I soon finished my food and sipped at my tea as Sebastian cleaned up the plate and mess I had made. I closed my eye.

"My lord," Sebastian murmured and I opened my eye, looking directly into his ruby eyes. His face was inches from mine and my eye widened in surprise. He ran his ungloved thumb across my cheek and I blushed a light pink. He licked his thumb and pulled his glove back on, stepping back. "You had food on your face."

"Why didn't you use a cloth or something?" I refused to look at him, but I knew he was smirking like always. I set my tea cup down and he took it, setting it on the platter. He went over to the door and turned to face me. I looked up at him.

"Because I didn't feel like it." He stated simply.

"You are dismissed. Get things prepared for the ball tonight." I said, straightening up in my chair.

"Yes my Lord." He bowed and departed.