A/N: Hello, everyone! This is the first story I'm posting. It has very slight Ciel/Seb. I hope you don't mind :)

I'm sorry for every mistake I made but I'm not a native speaker so I have an excuse ;) This is going to be a three-shot and I will update the rest as soon as I can ;) Alright, here we go~

Disclaimer: I don't own Kuroshitsuji (sadly :( )

Chapter 1: Diminution

Most people only know how precious their friends are, when they think they've lost them.

But things once lost can't be returned... Right?

White snowflakes tickled down from the black clouded night sky. It was totally moonless and only one star was twinkling through the clouds, almost like a single tear shed by the sky.

Ciel watched the play of the falling snowflakes from inside his manor. The garden all around was already covered in a white blanket of snow. The boy sighted and rested his tired head against the icy window.

I stood behind him, waiting for him to turn around and order me to prepare him for the night. But the young Master didn't face me. He just leaned at the window with a glassy look in his saphire blue eye. „Are you alright, young Master? ", I asked him, now slightly concerned. I really hoped he hadn't one of his weak moments. „I'm fine", the young Master answered, his voice surprisingly fragile. „I'm just a bit...sleepy."

Ciel finally turned around and I happened to notice the dark circles under his eyes. Was he lacking sleep, by any chance? He looked into my eyes and they seemed so innocent yet so broken. The young Master blinked a few times and he turned his gaze away from me. I couldn't help but give a slight smile at that.

I followed Ciel to the king sized bed and helped him to undress. I softly ran my fingers over his pale and soft skin while putting on his nightshirt. As the young boy finally layed down on his bed he sighed in exhaustion while I brushed some strands of hair out of his face. I sensed that Ciel flinched at the touch of my cold skin. That actually made me smirk, I watched as the young Master fell asleep within a minute and blew out the candles. „Good night, young Master. " He snuggled into his soft pillow and I left the dark room, still smirking. How delectable, I thought and my red eyes glanced as I walked through the quiet dark corridor.

The next morning I had to wake the young Master earlier as usual because a visitor would come today. I just entered his room without knocking, he wouldn't hear me anyway.

Ciel was always so tired in the morning he really should go to sleep earlier.

However, I pulled back the curtains on the windows to let in some light. As expected I heard a groan from the bed of my young Master. It was almost cute. Like a purring cat with soft blach fur and pink paws that would be perfect to squeeze and… (I think I just strayed away. Pardon me.)

Anyway I hurried to the bed to fully wake him up. „Nnn... Sebastian... To...Early...", he mumbled and pulled the bedcover back over his head. „My pardon, young Master, but you have to get up now. We shall await a guest today.", I explained to him calmly.

I heard a sigh from under the bedcover and the young Master stuck out his face.

He looked tired and his hair was disheveled in all directions.

„Alright", he said and sat up straight in his bed. „Sebastian I-achoo!" Slightly startled I stopped dressing him. „Young master...? " I asked concerned. „It's nothing. I just-achoo! Hey, Sebastian have-achoo- you broght some-achoo- filthy cat in-achoo-here? ", Ciel managed to say between his sneezing.

I smirked knowingly and instantly received a glare from my Master. He sure is short tempered some times. I laid my hand over my chest and looked at him seriously. „I may not lie to you so you can be sure, young master. I did not bring a cat here against your will." He looked at me suspiciously but nothing beside a sneeze came out of his small mouth. A chuckle escaped me but I hid it qucikly.

„May I assume that you have caught a cold? If so, I should call a doctor immediately."

The young Master tilted his head slightly as if he would consider this option. After a while he smiled impudent and gave me his answer. „Very well. Call a docter, Sebastian, and cancel todays-achoo- appointment." I smirked at him slightly amused.

Sometimes he really was just a child.

Calling a doctor just so he could stay in bed all day. Typical. I bowed to him and my red eyes glowed in the light of the new dawn. „Yes, my lord.", I answered correctly while putting the white soft blanket back over his small body. He instantly turned around in bed and went back to his steady deep breathing. It seemed like he was sleeping again. I headed out of his room, closing the door quietly because I was trying not to wake him. I immediately headed downstairs to the telephone to call a doctor.

On my way through the giant mansion I heard something like an explosion coming from the kitchen. I sighed in annoyance. These stupid servants were already causing a ruckus this early in the morning!

And Ciel was ill after all, he really needed to rest properly. Now slightly disturbed (I would look after the three idiots later) I picked up the phone and dialed the number of London's best doctor. I waited for a while until I heard the voice of an old man. „Good day, Doctor Cooper here. Who is there? "I quickly answered in the correct manner. „Good day Doctor Cooper. Here is the butler of the Phantomhive household. I must inform you that my master has fallen ill. I would like you to come over and take care of him" A short silence came up, followed by an embarrassed clearing of the throat by the doctor. „I really am terribly sorry, Sir, but I am totally booked up for today. If you could wait for tomorrow..." I interrupted him and replied. „My apologies Doctor Cooper but if this is the case I assume I shall take advantage of a qualified doctor. Good day. "I fast hang up the phone and sighed again.

Stupid coward of a human. I knew perfectly fine that he wasn't booked up for the whole day.

He just didn't want to come here. How foolish and annoying. Now I had to phone some other doctors... Or I could take care of the young master by myself! I guess it would work out better this way anyway. I'm one hell of a butler after all.

After I canceled the appointment with the chairman of the Trading company (he wasn't pleased with the excuse I made) I went back up to my master's bedroom.

As I opened the door I found him sleeping. He seemed fairly calm and innocent but as I gave him a closer look I noticed some symptoms that he wasn't feeling well. There were some tiny sweat drops on his forehead and his cheeks were as red as if he was blushing. I hoped he wouldn't run a fever. That would be very disturbing and a waste of time. In addition I noticed that his eyelids fluttered so obliviously he wasn't sleeping well. Slowly I leaned over him and laid my cold hand at his cheek. It was burning, so he really ran a fever after all, a high one at that. Just as I wanted to remove my hand, the young master woke up and suddenly grabbed my hand out of nowhere. His glassy eyes focused on me and I received and instant glare. I questioningly raised my eyebrows and looked calmly back into his saphire blue and violet eyes.

„What are you doing? "He mumbled half asleep. „My apologies young master" I replied „I am just checking your temperature. " He looked at me not understanding. „What about-achoo- the doctor? " I smiled at him nicely (I thought) and answered. „He wasn't available. If you don't mind I would recommend that I may take care of you instead." He sighed and laid back into his huge pillow. (Why did he always look so terribly tired...? There is no way I could understand, demons don't sleep after all.)

„Very well. Wait, you said something about taking my temperature..."he mumbled and his glassy eyes blinked, trying to stay open. „That's right. It seems like you run a high fever. The preparations for your cure shall be taken immediately. " I said firmly and bowed slightly before I wanted to leave again. „Sebastian...Please-achoo-wait a second..."

I turned around and smiled to Ciel. „What is the matter, young master?" For a second he looked a little lost as if he didn't know what to say. „I want... No, it's nothing"he said and pulled the blanket back over his head again. (Was it my imagination, or had his blush deepened just a second ago...?) „Alright, young master. If this is all, I may begin the preparations now."I heard sneezing from the bed and smirked as I left Ciel alone in his room. How sweet he sometimes was (Of course I just meant his taste).

As I went downstairs the three stupid servants came into my view. „Sebastian! ", they were screaming and I sighed again. Had they always to be so noisy? They behaved just like little kids. (Clumsy, annoying, loud and clinging.)

„Shht! The young master is sleeping" I said trying to stop their babbling. They instantly stopped and looked at me stupidly. „But isn't it already noon?", Bard asked while chewing on his cigarette. „The young master is ill so I want you to be quiet. Be quiet." I said as a warning. „He just said it twice..." Finnian mumbled under his breath and Maylene nodded in agreement. „Just do it like Tanaka, alright? " I said and looked at the old man drinking his green tea. „Hohoho"(Something was definitely wrong with this human. If he even was one...)

„YES, SIR! ",the three Idiots answered loudly and saluted to me. I felt a vein popping out at me head. „Be quiet! " I whispered angrily and shot them a glare. „We're sorry, Sebastian..." ,they cried (just as loud as their screaming before!). „It's alright just go to town and run some errands or something like that..." I said, just hoping they would do that, and walked straight past them into the kitchen.

As I saw the burned or rather exploded looking mess of a dinner I sighed again. Now this really wasn't a day I could call pleasant. I immediately started to clean the kitchen up. My plans were to make a chicken soup for the young master and then some wrap envelops to cease his fever. I began to cook the soup with the best ingredients I had for disposal and I made it just like a human, especially Ciel, would find it delectable. I worked efficiently and abnormal fast because I wanted to get back to the young master's side as soon as possible. Who would now what could happen to him? (He always got into trouble. His specialty was getting captured.)

I had soon finished the chicken soup and prepared the envelops as I heard a strange sound coming from the young master's bedroom. It was a disgusting noise that made a chill run down my spine. I instantly knew what happened. Ciel was throwing up. I grabbed all the stuff on the tablet and hurried upstairs the bedroom.

As I opened the door a smell of vomit rose to my sensitive nose. It actually kind of hurt in my stomach and I felt a strange feeling dwelling up inside me. (Of course demons don't get sick or vomit so it had to be something else.) As fast as I could I hurried to the king sized bed of the young master und instantly saw the poor figure of his hunching up in the bed.

The floor where I stood was full of vomit and Ciel choked. He really looked terrible. His skin was paler than ever. (It was just as pale as mine.) And he had pitch black circles around his eyes. The area around his mouth was smudged of vomit and spit. He looked almost terrifying. He was sweating heavily; his shirt was already completely soaked. "Young master…" I whispered very concerned. His condition was worse than I would have expected. "S-sebastian…" he gasped and I noticed that he was shaking violently. He looked so breakable and fragile… I felt a strange feeling; a mixture of longing and pity.

I quickly threw the bedcover away and lifted the young master up into my arms. He coughed and it sounded like his lungs were about to burst from exertion. I stroked his hair soothingly and I felt that Ciel slowly relaxed. "Don't worry, young master. I shall protect you and take care of you. You will be alright, I promise." , I explained to him gently. He looked up to me and his eyes seemed even bigger than usuall.

"I…trust you…", he said weakly and rested his head against my chest. I felt the warmth and the shivering coming from him. There was another strange feeling dwelling up inside me. (I couldn't possibly be ill too, now could I?) I decided to carry my miserable young master into the bathroom first to clean him and cool him down a bit.

As I walked down the corridor with Ciel hunched up in my arms I heard a faint noise coming from outside. I looked out of the window into the garden. It was snowing again and the sun already was at its highest point in the sky. As I looked closer I saw a small figure standing under a snow covered tree.

I frowned at the shadow that leaned against the tree. I quickly recognized him but I really didn't want to meet exactly that person now but he surely would come and annoy me anyway, sooner or later.

Although he had never come to the mansion; we had just met by coincidence (or something like that). So why was he here now while my master was heavily ill? Why was Grell Sutcliff leaning at a tree in this garden? (Grinning like an idiot and babbling about meeting Sebby. Grrr. Maybe I should kill an annoying red dressed grim reaper today?)

A/N: Yeah, that was the first part :) I'm open for everything you have to say about this story and I hope you liked it :)

Thanks to everyone that read this chapter and is going to reviem:) I would love to hear what you think

Anyway, see you next chapter! Have a good time :)

~DarkChain~