(Okay so we're not confused: Ciel got his soul back and did not die, nor was he taken over by Alois Trancy. Alois is dead. Ciel has not been brought back as a demon, yet. Hehehe~ I haven't watched the anime in a long time so I forgot a few things. I know Sebastian put the ring back on his finger and his memories were damaged, so he does not remember getting his revenge. However this is to the point where he's re-met Grell, and all the other supernatural beings besides the angel. I hope this doesn't confuse you XD it's kind of an AU)

"Good morning, my lord. Today's tea is Earl Grey, your favorite. Today's schedule is free, you may do whatever you do please, master." Sebastian opened the curtains, letting warming sunlight pour into the previously dark room.

The voice speaking was all too familiar to me, as I blinked up at the canopy above my head. My name, Ciel Phantomhive. The man speaking to me, Sebastian Michaelis. My butler. My demon. My beloved servant. Slowly I inched to the end of the bed, waiting for my servant to give me my morning tea.

Sebastian walked over and bowed, handing me a platter and placing a cup full of Earl Grey on top of it.

"Very good, Sebastian." I said in my normal voice while addressing him. Soft and monotone, as to not let any fear or other feelings out. Feelings were just a waste of time. They meant nothing whatsoever. I sipped at my tea, blinking through one open eye at my slave, who was currently rolling socks up my calves. I should have been used to this by now, but every time he accidentally brushed my pale skin, it sent shivers down my spine.

Sebastian had noticed these shivers every time Ciel let one sneak out of his body, but he just smiled coyly and continued with his task. Once Ciel had finished his tea, he took the cup and platter from him, placing it on the cart. "Lift your arms, young master."

I did so as Sebastian ordered. Ordered. Wasn't he supposed to be the one giving the orders in this relationship? Wait - it wasn't a relationship. It was a master and servant.. Relationship. I suppose it is then, but I didn't like calling it that. Shaking these thoughts from my head, I lifted my arms, allowing Sebastian to pull of my sleeping top.

Sebastian also, as usual, told me to lift up my hips, which I did without a complaint. Pulling off my undergarments, he quickly replaced them with a clean pair, keeping his eyes latched onto my own azure and purple set of eyes.

I shifted a bit, a little more uncomfortably than normal. Why did this just feel different? It wasn't normal. Sebastian was looking at me in an odd way. A hungry way. Gosh, he could be creepy at times.

"Sebastian, I order you to stop looking at me like that," I said while giving my butler an agitated look.

Sebastian glanced up and gave his normal tug-of-the-lip smirk he gave me when he was amused with something I did, or someone else did. "Yes, my lord."

With that said and done, he continued dressing me. It felt like he was purposefully brushing up against me, rubbing on me lightly. He was so creepy. But I somehow loved every minute of this affair. I sometimes dreamed of Sebastian laying in bed with me at night. I've commanded him to stay with me at night occasionally, but never to sleep in the same bed with me.

"I am finished, my lord." I was yanked from my thoughts at that, blinking down at Sebastian. "Ah, I see. Leave, Sebastian. I need time to think."

Sebastian nodded and bowed. "Yes, my lord." He got up, turned on his heel, and was gone in a flash. Finally, some time to think.

I lay on my bed, arms crossed behind my head, letting thoughts stir through my head. Sebastian the main ingredient in this mix of emotions. Did I care for him? No, absolutely not. Not at all. I hate Sebastian. I hate all of him. His smile, the way he bows for me, the way he gives me anything I want. I felt so spoiled by him. By him.

This reminded me of someone whom I did not like remembering: Alois Trancy. Maybe Sebastian did care for me, just a little. Claude was so harsh on Alois, leaving him there to die when I stabbed him, actually killing him. He wants (or wanted) my soul just as bad as Sebastian, and that was saying something.

I flushed lightly when my thoughts drifted to when Sebastian had been about to eat my soul. His face was so close to mine. So close. I had wanted him to touch our lips, so badly, even if it'd mean I'd die (Even if I wouldn't have anyway, since I had been soulless at that point). I had been able to feel his breath on my face, and his soft hands when he had shrugged off my eye patch. I wanted him to do that again.

"No!" I practically screamed when these thoughts continued. I gripped my head, the seal on my eye flashing brightly. No. Sebastian couldn't mean that to me. He never would. He was just a butler. Just my servant. He'd just be there forever. My eyes were wide when I thought about that. He'd always be there until I died, until he took my soul from me. That should be soon. I was close to getting my revenge anyway.

Before I could finish my thought Sebastian came in through the door. "I heard you scream, young master, and I came to-"

"Get out! Get out! Now!" I screamed at him, covering my ears with my hands. "That's an order! I don't want to see you, Sebastian!"

Sebastian looked a little taken aback by the harsh words, but bowed. "Yes, my lord." He disappeared with that said.

I curled up in bed, blinking a few tears from my eyes. I love you, Sebastian Michaelis.