Disclaimer: I don't own any kuroshitsuji character obviously nor do i Own the quote
Authors note: Yay this is my first story for fanfiction I more than welcome reviews that point out my errors and i am a noob at this so please bare with me =w="(aka i don't really know what I am doing) AND I CANT SPELL so sorry if you catch any of my spelling mistakes or grammar mistakes...or punctuation mistakes or *begins mumbling to myself about many near future errors*
If you love something, set it free. If it comes back, it is meant to be. Ciel thought that of the simple, lovely, yet haunting quote as he lay in his garden looking up at the midnight blue sky that matched his hair.
It had been a nearly a whole year after Ciel became a demon living with Sebastian. Everything should have been perfect Ciel thought, for all the enemies had been defeated, and there was no one to disturb the master and servant. Boy, how wrong I was thought Ciel. Through the days Ciel began noticing small (but major to Ciel) changes in Sebastian. At first Ciel would simply brush them off until one had struck him hard.
"Sebastian fetch me my tea," Ciel commanded.
"Yes…. My young noble" Sebastian bowed then left.
Weird ….he would normally call me that insanely annoying nickname Bochan. Brushing it off Ciel soon realized just how important the nick name was to him. Days past, but Sebastian now only regarded him as "noble." The changes were soon growing so much that Sebastian became almost like a robot. His efface remained expressionless, his responses where merely upon instinct until one day Ciel had enough.
"Yes my No-" "Sebastian, would do you think of me" The elder of the demons was slightly taken aback as the young early interrupted him, but soon regained his posture.
"Pardon?" Sebastian knew what Ciel was implying about but he hadn't expected Ciel to advance so quickly
No thought Ciel I have to be more precise knowing this demon I can see how easy it is for him to maneuver my words "No, are you….dissatisfied with the way we are living now"
"Now why would I be dissatisfied with the way our live is, we are at peace, and you we don't have any conflicts that need tending to," Sebastian stated matter of factually.
"THEN WHY DO YOU LOOK SO DAMN MISERABLE! IF YOU ARE CONTENT WITH THE WAY WE ARE LIVING WHY DO YOU LOOK AS THOUGH I LOOKED YOU IN A ROOM FULL OF PLUTOS ANSWER ME THAT IS AN ORDER! Ciel's contract mark glowed violet, this way Sebastian could not manipulate the question but answer it honestly. It was all Ciel wanted. He was content so why wasn't Sebastian.
The mark too glowed on Sebastian hand indicating that now he must tell the truth and answer the question he so wanted to avoid "Well if you must know it is not that I am discontent with our current way of live honestly I'm fine with it, However I am not fine with YOU in it.
Ciel was stunned to silence for a few seconds, would he have anticipated Sebastian's answer he would have never asked but now rage boiled within the newbie Demon. "Me, you are displeased with ME! Why! is it because you could not consume my soul! After ALL those years you only remained loyal so that you may get rid of the sooner. Could it be that the time when I was becoming a demon you only for jumped in the river to save me because there may have been still a slight chance to consume me. You really wanted to get rid of me that much, huh!" Ciel's voice had risen to the point where he could have been screaming to the top of lungs, but as he finished his voice was barley a whisper.
Now it was Sebastian who was stunned to silence. He couldn't read Ciel face as it was hidden by midnight blue bangs.
So he's silent now huh. Fine then if he hates the sight of me so much I'll grant the devil his wish and final order.
"Sebastian You are to disappear from my sight, hell return in a century for all I care but now do not show your face to me, Disappear and that Is An Order." Ciel looked up at the demon, his face void of any expression.
"…Yes my lord" Sebastian left and all that was heard was the slamming of a door.
"And never come back…"Ciel mumbled "you demon with a Black Black heart" Ciel hissed the final words as foreign tears dripped of his face.
This incident happened 99 years ago yet Ciel remembered it as if happened yesterday. I had not cried at my own parents' funeral yet I dare shed tears from the departure of a servant. Ciel chuckled to himself, if anyone had seen him now it would have seen a seen somewhat of a madness beauty painting. The boy was just as beautiful as the pure white roses that surrounded him yet he laughs at his own pitifullness. Speaking of laughter, I should retire soon tomorrow is my appointment with the Undertaker for coffin fitting sigh. And so Ciel got up and returned to his empty mansion.