Chapter One

"Young Master?" Sebastian called out to me. I had currently been lost in though, my mind in a haze. "Is something the matter?" The black haired butler asked. I snapped back to attention.

"Eh… Oh, no. I was just thinking…" I mumbled, resting my elbow on my knee, placing my cheek in the palm of my hand. How long has it been? I thought off again.

"If I may ask, what is it that you are thinking?" The crow took a spot next to me, a bit to close, making my stomach flutter.

It has been too many days to count, since we last stepped foot into the mortal world. If memory served me, then we left right after I was reborn. Yes, I, Ciel Phantomhive, Died, and was reborn a demon. Just like my demon butler, Sebastian.

"Well… I," I searched for the right words. "I am curious as to what progress the humans have made in the time of our long absence." I closed my eyes lightly, and it probably made my 13 year old girlish face look THAT much more feminine. "Haven't you ever wondered about it, Sebastian?" I looked off even more to my right, so I wouldn't make eye contact with him. I was sure my face was red - Despite the lack of blood flowing in my veins.

"Yes," The man scooted closer, I could feel it. "Do you wish to see it?"

I perked up, looking to him I spoke.

"Would I!" My childlike emotions pressed forward, and I suppressed it immediately. Coughing into my fist, I fixed my sentence, "I mean, I would like to see." He placed his right hand over my left. I grunted, and pulled it away to my other side, leaving Sebastian to roll his eyes.

The next thing I knew, Sebastian was scooping me up into his strong arms, carrying my bridal style.

"S-Sebastian!" I frantically called.

"Don't worry I'm just taking you back." He swished forward, back, and forth, and slowly a black tunnel formed, and we walked through. The darkness devouring us whole.

I closed my eyes tight, and moved closer to Sebastian. I hope he doesn't think anything of this gesture. I thought. Suddenly, I could see it get a bit lighter from my peripheral vision, as my eyes- or eye I should say considering I still favor the eye patch that covers my demon-blue, contract stained eye. My feet touched the ground, and I soon regained enough balance to stand.

"Sebastian?" I asked.

"Yes?" He replied.

"Where… Are we? Also… Sebastian..?"

"Were in America. 21st century. And, Yes?" He answered once more.

"Why do you look like your fifteen?"

I eyed the male up and down. His cheeks gained a pinch-worth shape, but were still slim. His dark raven hair was cut the same, but it was a bit longer, and a bit shaggier. His eyes - Oh his beautiful ruby red eyes - were still narrow, but his yes lashed were considerably longer. Still, they weren't as long as mine. The one thing that proved to me this boy truly Sebastian, was his slight smirk. Then my eyes traveled more downward to the replacement clothes he now wore.

He wore a V-neck, black, long sleeved shirt. It clung to his form well, slightly pressing to his rock hard abs. His lower half was covered by a pair of black "skinny jeans." It looked as if his legs would pop off!

Sebastian, overall, looked… Hot.

Sebastian held out a hand to me. Again, as I took it, I was mesmerized at how soft his hands felt. Pure, Bliss.

"are these the clothes that boys wear now?" I asked.

"Yes." He sighed. "If your wondering why I look young, its to better out chances of not being found out… now, we should probably get you changed." I attentively looked to my clothes, then to his - in contrast, I looked like I belonged in a museum.

My body tensed as the butler undid my green over-coat, sliding it off my frame. He undid my white button up shirt, and soon that was gone too. My chest was bare, and I shivered a bit. Not from the cold that I couldn't feel, but from Sebastian's eyes looking at me. He pulled my arms above my head and slid on a pale navy blue shirt. It was short sleeved, the sleeved stopping short of my elbows. On the chest, centered off to the left, was a black rose, with twining vines and thorns. It almost blended into the blue background of the shirt. I found the shirt…dare I say…pretty.

I felt hands at my shoes, so I sat down on the crate that was behind me, that was placed in the alley that was shadowing us. They were tugged off, as well as my knee-high socks, and replacing the socks, were a pair of ankle high socks. I felt Sebastian's hands at my shorts. I brushed them aside with an embarrassed look.

"I can do that part myself now." I said.

He shrugged and handed me a pair of navy blue "basketball" shorts. I fumbled around with my green shorts, but eventually slid them off, and the basketball shorts on. They hung off my hips a bit, but nonetheless were so short they stopped right above my knees. I modeled off my legs to myself a bit and mumbled:

"Damn my girlish figure…" Sebastian snickered a bit. He put a pair of black "Converse" on my feet, and tied them tight. I stood, and Sebastian's eyes followed up, then back down, my figure. My heart would have beat out of my chest, only if it were still beating…

"Oh," I spoke in an awed tone. "So much easier to move." I walked a few steps, getting used to not walking with a cane anymore. I almost collided with Sebastian's well built chest.

"How does Ciel like his new attire?" He asked m- Wait a moment, did he just call me by my first name? Not that… I didn't like the sound of my name coming off his lips…Those soft looking, inviting li- I cut my thoughts off abruptly as I started a new train of thought. NO, I'M NOT GAY. Its… just… ugh… Again, Sebastian interrupted my thoughts by pulling me out of the alley, hand in hand. I swear I felt my heart jump.

"Wait… SEBASTIAN! Did you just call me by my first name?" He nodded "Why?"

"To attract less attention. Don't want no negative suspicions" He winked. Oh lord all mighty, what happened to his grammar.

"Tch." I replied, I think he's having too much fun with this.