I stare at the young master as he sleeps, studying his flawless face. He looks distressed as if he's having a bad dream. Perhaps a consequence of the recent events that took place or a result of reflecting on the tragic deaths of his parents. He grieves their deaths daily without even realising it, the signs are subtle, but still detectable in the way he behaves: How he never genuinely smiles or allows himself to be happy. It is as if he is afraid to feel that emotion because he knows something awful is going to happen that will destroy his happiness and drag him down into a place full of melancholy and despair, but instead he replaces those feelings with hatred and the need for revenge, never to wallow in self-pity. The deaths of those he cares about causes his world to be covered by grey clouds and he doesn't even bother to search for the bright, blue skies he once knew so well.
How much more can a mere thirteen year old boy take before he finally breaks down? I know that Ciel is remarkably strong, but he has been through so much that I cannot help but worry sometimes. There are things that even I cannot protect him from such as the nightmare that plagues him right now.
Out of all the masters I've had, Ciel is by far my favourite, not even for his rare, precious soul. It's for a reason that I cannot fully comprehend, there's just something about him that I can't get enough of. Perhaps his confidence or the way he cares so much for the people that he loves. Even when he pushes me away or slaps me, I know that he still cares for me. I can see it in his cerulean eye. The picture taken of him by the special camera tells it all, making the person you appreciate most in the world that is dead appear, even though they're not actually there with you. I must say, when it developed, I was quite flattered despite the fact that I already knew.
I feel the same way about Ciel and would do anything to protect him even if it means I will experience an immense amount of pain. He is like the stars and I am the night sky helping illuminate his light, a bird caged by his emotions searching for a luxury just out of reach: Freedom. And I will do everything in my power to give him all that he desires and more, no matter what. Anything.
I brush Ciel's dark hair away from his forehead with my fingers, hoping to comfort him. "Sweet dreams." I whisper, my hand still in his soft hair.
"Se..bastian." Ciel mumbles and I silently panic, only to realise that the boy is still asleep, but I cannot take any more chances, despite that I want to stay.
"Goodnight, Ciel." I say quietly before forcing myself to exit the room, leaving him to hopefully rest peacefully for the remainder of the night.
