A/N: This was meant to be a short chapter story, but for now its discontinued. Maybe if everyone likes it, I'll be inspired again! For now, enjoy this cutesy little SebbyxCiel. On a side note, be aware this story is based more on the anime than the manga because it has Pluto in it- if you don't know who that is, don't read this!

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It was very late when I found myself in the hall of my young master's quarters, moving by the silver moonlight streaming across the carpet from behind the window's heavy curtains. Silence rang in my ears as I slowly made my way down the deserted hallway; everyone was asleep and I too was ready to retire, after a long day of serving my master and keeping the incompetent bunch of servants at bay.

As I passed by my master's bedroom I noticed the door was slightly ajar and, lifting a singular brow, went to pull the door closed. Then suddenly from within the room a noise caught my ears and, curious, I peered inside.

Ciel was fidgeting and tossing beneath his blankets, his cheeks as pale as the white sheets he gripped in his hands. A soft whimper escaped his lips and I frowned as he shuttered awake with a tiny, strained gasp. The boy rubbed his eyes a moment before weakly sitting up and peering around the room, saying to the darkness in a quiet, trusting way I found oddly flattering

"Sebastian?"

There was no way he could have known I was within earshot but still the boy trusted that I would come and, sensing that something was wrong, I stepped forward into the room at once.

"Yes?"

He fidgeted, staring down at his sheets and replying with effort

"I feel ill."

I came to his bedside and pulled off my glove before pressing my hand gently to his forehead. It was burning, and I nodded.

"You've come down with a fever; I'll call a doctor."

I turned to go but a pale hand reached out and grabbed my sleeve in protest.

"Could you not call from my nightstands telephone?"

I could tell my young master did not want to be alone, this sudden fever making him weaker in a way he was not used to. I could not help but smile gently at how young he was acting; or rather, his own age.

"Of course my lord; now please lay down and rest while I make my call."

He nodded, too weak to protest, and lay back against the pillows while I drew up a chair beside the telephone on his night stand. As I dialed the Phantomhyve doctor, Ciel closed his eyes, saying absently

"Your hand was very cold."

I smiled with amusement at his comment and reached over with my free hand to lay it on his forehead for relief from the heat, my other hand holding the receiver to my ear. Ciel did not protest at the gesture and for a moment I thought with a frown he must be very sick to be acting so weak.

"Hello?"

Came the receiver, and I answered authoritatively

"Yes, hello Dr. Cornell. I am sorry to call on you so late but I am afraid master Phantomhyve has come down with a fever."

The doctor stifled a small sigh, obviously unhappy to be disturbed so late, then cleared his throat.

"Alright, I will be over right away; a damp cloth applied to the forehead should help ease the fever."

I nodded though he couldn't see it, then replied

"Thank you doctor, I will see to that immediately. Goodbye."

I carefully hung the receiver up again and stood from my seat, but when I removed my hand from his forehead Ciel gave a soft sigh of protest, being already mostly asleep.

"I am only going for a damp cloth to relieve your fever," I reassured "I will return shortly." In amusement I then added "and you have Pluto for company."

The man/dog had indeed just crawled into the room out of curiosity, significantly less chipper in his sleepy state but still bright. I motioned the dog/man over and patted the end of Ciel's bed, and Pluto compliantly leapt up to curl at his master's feet. Thinking myself funny I waited for Ciel's usual agitated remark, but the boy just lay there, limp and pale and dozing restlessly; I frowned.

It was odd to see the boy so out of character- no bitter remarks or pushing me away… how sick must he have been to let Pluto sleep on his bed?

I shook my head at the thought and turned to head back out to the hall. No need to get worried when there was work to be done- and if I couldn't stay strong when my young master needed me, what kind of butler would I be?

-To Be Continued…?-