A/N: Okay, so here is my first fanfiction EVER. I tried my best and got a little help from a friend of mine, who I don't know if she has an account with Fanfiction or not. But, she is more experienced in writing than I am, so of course I asked her for help. I really hope I did well for this because I am so nervous about posting it. So...ah...here we go!

Disclaimer: Not in any way do I own Kuroshitsuji (Black Butler).

Enjoy!

"Oh, bocchan," he murmured quietly to himself as he sat on his bed, holding a small portrait. "I miss you more as each passing day goes by. I would give anything just to serve you again."

Sebastian Michaelis, a demon living in the now modern world, wanted nothing more than to be at Ciel Phantomhive's side once more. Even if it was ust for a moment, he wanted to see that deep sapphire eye and that slate-colored hair. How he missed touching that unblemished skin - skin so soft and smooth - as he bathed bocchan. Sebastian missed everything that was Ciel Phantomhive. It's been so long...

August 15, 1879.

That year - that day - was the last he had spent with his bocchan. Now, 133 years have passed since then.

"Ah, bocchan. Such a regal stature you had; you were the image of perfection," Sebastian murmured.

He sighed and slipped the small portrait into the single drawer of his nightstand. The portrait was dear to him because he had painted it, and it was of his beloved bocchan.

He stood from where he sat on his bed in his dark room and walked the short distance to his window. He leaned against the wall and watched the snow fall. Yes, it was nearly Christmas. He knew of the joy it would bring to humans.

And tomorrow is Christmas.

Sebastian wished he could share the joy he slowly learned to feel with his bocchan. He lifted his hand and drew a heart in the fog that had condensed on the window. He wished that he could share his love with bocchan.

His cell phone began to vibrate in his pocket. He pulled it from his pocket and galnced breifly at the number before pressing the green "ANSWER" icon on the screen.

"Hello?" he said after putting the phone to his ear.

"Good evening, sir," a female voice said. "My name is Kim, and I'm with the Division of Youth Placement."

"My name is Sebastian Michaelis, but I am not a father nor guardian of any children."

"Well, Sebastian," the woman said, "some children have been rescued from captivity two weeks ago, and one - a boy - says he know you, so I called to see if you could take him in, seeing as Christmas is right around the corner. I want him to be with someone he knows since he has no family."

"May I ask his name?"

"Yes, of course! He is fourteen, and his name is Ciel Phantomhive - "

"I shall be there at a moment's notice," Sebastian interrupted her upon hearing bocchan's name, an urgency to go to him took control of his mind and body.

"Oh. Well, okay. You need to go to the division's residential care unit on the outside of town. I'll be there with Ciel. Just come to the administrative building in the center of the unit."

"Yes, ma'am. Goodbye."

He pressed the red "END" icon on the screen and shoved his phone in his pocket. In a flash, he was dressed in appropriate winter clothes with a black stocking cap on his head. He rushed out to his car - a black Chevelle - and drove as quickly as allowed on the roads.

I could run faster than this, he thought bitterly.

However, it didn't matter because he was about to see his bocchan. As soon as he parked in front of the administrative building, he sat in his car for a moment to calm down. He needed to be calm when presenting himself in front of bocchan. Bocchan only knew him to keep his calm and show no emotion...except for the smiles and smirks he would always give.

When he was sure he could hold it together, he exited his car and went inside the administrative building. Straight across from the entrance door about fifty feet, a woman with brown hair sat behind a semi-circle desk. She was organizing paper. Sebastian quickly crossed the distance between himself and the desk. The woman looked up and him and smiled.

"You must be Sebastian," she said warmly. "I'm Kim."

"I am Sebastian," he replied, shaking her hand.

Kim stood from her chair behind the desk.

"As soon as Ciel was asked if he knew anyone in town, he told me about you. I ran a background check on you a week ago and found that you had a spotless record. So, after some counseling with Ciel, I decided that we should go ahead and place him with you. So, let me get Ciel and bring him to you."

Sebastian only nodded. He needed to see his bocchan. Kim left through a door behind the rounded desk. Impatiently, Sebastian waited. Then, a door to the left that was not behind the desk opened. Out came Kim, and behind her came a boy of a familiar height.

This boy had the slate hair and was looking at the ground, carrying a single bag of clothes. He looked up and two sapphire eyes met Sebastian's red ones. The boy gasped and dropped his bag. Despite there being two blue eyes, Sebastian knew the left eye.

It was definitely his bocchan.

"Sebastian..." his bocchan breathed and ran toward him.

Sebastian said nothing and came forward with open arms. He took his bocchan into his arms and hugged the boy tight. Ciel returned Sebastian's embrace.

"Sebastian," Ciel murmured. "You came for me."

"I did, and I always will," Sebastian promised.

They seperated and Sebastian put his cap on Ciel's head.

"Let's go home."

Ciel smiled and nodded.

"Have a merry Christmas," Kim said.

"You, too," Sebastian said as he picked up Ciel's bag.

Then, together they left.

Once in Sebastian's car, Ciel lost his happy manner. He was solemn and looked out the window.

"Bocchan," Sebastian said as he droved away from the unit, "you have no clue how happy I am to see you again." A genuine smile was on his face.

"Demons don't have emotions, Sebastian. You can drop your act now."

"What...what are you talking about? I do have emotions."

"Don't lie to me Sebastian."

"Bocchan, I have never and never will lie to you."

"Whatever. Just don't expect me to show any emotion to you."

A sad smile formed on Sebastian's face - a smile that went unnoticed to Ciel. "Yes, bocchan."

All Sebastian wanted was his bocchan, and thast he finally had. It would leave him content...for now.

A/N: Whew! Finally finished, did you? Well, it probably wasn't that good, but please review! I would like to know how I did for my first fanfiction and whether or not I should continue! And if you think there is something I did wrong, let me know. Especially with the DYP. I know a little about it, so give me some tips...please? Thank you for reading and please review! I can't stress that enough...