He was off again, but he welcomed it. It was his first off day in seven days. Each day that passed, he'd go to the cafe, Sebastian would soon get there as well, and they would chat while drinking tea and coffee. It was a change to his world to have someone there with him, but he grew to enjoy it.

As always, Ciel made his way to the cafe. Walking up to it, he noticed that Sebastian was standing next to the door, seemingly waiting for him. He slowed and kept his eyes on him.

"What are you doing?" he asked when he was close enough.

Sebastian hadn't seemed to be paying attention and so his eyes snapped to him quickly, almost like he was surprised. When he realized who was speaking, a smile spread across his face.

"I was waiting for you. You know, you come here every day. It's a bit redundant, don't you think?"

"I like it here."

"You need a change of scenery. Come on, let's go somewhere."

Ciel wasn't sure if he wanted to. He'd grown to look forward to going to the cafe every day and greatly enjoyed it. He glanced up at the sky. The day was clear and the weather was perfect for being out and about instead of cooped up inside a building.

"Okay fine." he agreed with a sigh.

He wondered if Sebastian had pre-existing plans he'd been thinking of since the day before or if this was something he had just thought up and decided. He followed Sebastian closely while he walked with a purpose.

"Where are we going?"

"Not sure."

Well then. He seemed to have been set on some place, or you'd think with the way he was walking, but he really had no idea what they were doing. Ciel decided to not complain, though. He was already feeling like it was a good idea to not go inside the cafe. He was, for once, getting fresh air and utilizing the time he didn't have to spend at work.

In the city, there were a lot of things to do. There were parks, museums, the zoo, etc. If they didn't have anywhere particular, they'd probably stop at the closest one of the attractions that interested them.

They walked for a while in silence, nothing being brought up. They simply walked next to each other, each looking around them at everything there was. There didn't seem to be a need for words, they seemed just fine without them.

"How about the art museum?" Sebastian suggested as they stopped outside a large building.

"Okay." Ciel agreed.

They went up to the doors of the place. It was free to enter, so all they had to do was stop by the informations desk to get a pamphlet, then they were free to roam as they pleased.

The museum was large. Well, as big as you'd think an art museum is was. It had four floors, all huge in a space. Escalators took visitors up to the different floors, allowing for easier access around the building.

The first floor didn't have any exhibits. It had the large informations desk, a gift shop, and a few hanging sculptures that would keep interest of kids waiting for their parents to get pamphlets and get done talking to people.

He and Sebastian made their way up to the second floor. It was more spacious than the first floor seemed. There were couches and chairs in a small resting area and what seemed like normal wall painting going high above them. There were sections cut off by walls that organized the art. The only two sections on the second floor were Native American and Victorian times art.

Ciel wasn't sure why they were put on the same floor, but he wasn't about to complain. After all, he was a visitor in the museum, not a worker. He followed Sebastian into the Victorian era art, looking around at the hyperrealistic paintings. They creeped him out a bit, how well they were painted. It felt like he was being watched by actual people instead of oil based paints. Still, he envied the ability of the artists.

Sebastian seemed to be not-so-interested in it. He gave each painting a quick look before looking head.

"Is there something specific you're wanting to see?" Ciel asked quietly.

"I'm just wondering if they have a certain painting here."

"Would it be in this sections?"

"Yes, definitely."

There was a silent moment between them, then Ciel spoke, "You'll have to show me when you find it, then."

Sebastian gave him a nod before he continued his slow search through the paintings and sculptures.

Ciel remained silent as he walked next to him. His mind began to wonder away from the artworks, thinking about if this counted as a date or if it was friends spending time together. He supposed it would count as a date if they had mutual feelings for each other. And he didn't have feelings for him. Even if he did, he'd so rudely denied Sebastian the first time he'd asked for a date that he doubted Sebastian wanted any romantic relationship with him anymore. But it didn't matter because he didn't have romantic feelings for him. Yeah.

"There it is." Sebastian said suddenly, causing Ciel to jump slightly.

Ciel turned his attention to the painting Sebastian was looking at.

It wasn't any different from the styles of the paintings around it and it was even the same color pallets. It blended into the time period well, almost too well. It was painting in dark, depressing colors and showed two figures. One was sitting and the other was standing behind the chair. It looked like a nobleman and probably his butler.

The nobleman looked young, his legs didn't even reach the ground and butler towered over even the tall chair. The kid wore an eye patch and looked remarkably grumpy.

There was something oddly familiar about both of the figures. He had to admit, the grumpy kid looked somewhat like he did as a kid, but that was probably just a coincidence. Still, his attention was caught by the painting. There was something that drew him to it. He stepped closer to it so he could examine the brush strokes and the faces. The butler seemed amused with his life, like he'd made a deal with the noble boy about something. Something in his gut felt that it was so familiar, like the story of this painting was on the tip of his tongue.

He had taken an art class in college, thinking that might be what he wanted to do before changing his mind. Maybe in the art history, they'd talked about this painting and he just didn't remember it.

"It's an interesting painting, but it's not much different from the others around it." Ciel commented.

It seemed like Sebastian wasn't able to reply for a minute, maybe from shock or whatever reason.

"It shows a little bit of history." he finally replied.

Ciel turned away, looking at some other paintings around the area. "I suppose so."

He continued through the Victorian era paintings, glad to get out of them when the section was finished. He didn't much care for the painting style. The sculptures had been interesting, though. He was impressed on how much a slate of stone could look like an actual person and have folds like actual clothes.

The next section on the floor they were on was the traditional Japanese paintings and pottery and sculptures.

They moved through the section and went up to the next floor that had Ancient Art of the Americas and American Sculptures and Painting. After the Victorian Era art, Sebastian didn't seemed interested as much, even though Ciel was.

Ciel enjoyed art. He liked looking at the different paintings and enjoying how the artists did such profession brush strokes and was able to put together something so beautiful. He really enjoyed going to the art museum, but he mostly slept on his days off if not spend the whole day at the cafe, so he hardly got out to go.

They walked through the sections at a slow pace so they could see everything that was there, chatting about the paintings or about anything they were thinking about at the moment. It was a nice, somewhat peaceful time.

Somewhere, as they continued through the museum, Sebastian's hand had wrapped around Ciel's and his fingers had slid between his own, intertwining them.

The feeling of the larger hand around his cause his heart to beat quicker in his chest and arose a swarm of butterflies in his stomach. Still, it felt so familiar to him, like he'd felt Sebastian's hand around his own before. He shoved the feeling away and focused on continuing through the museum without putting much attention on the fact that they were holding hands.

A long time of silence between them passed as they continued walking through the museum, looking at the different art in the different sections.

"Sebastian," Ciel finally spoke, keeping his eyes on the art, "Is this…" he paused, unsure of how to word his question. "Are we on a date?"

He wasn't sure what Sebastian would answer, but somewhere in him, he wanted it to be a yes. He wanted them to be on a date.

It was crazy, or it seemed like it was to him. He had been denying any feelings he was growing for Sebastian for the past week. It was so quick to grow feelings for someone who was a complete stranger. Didn't these things normally take months? But somewhere in his heart, he knew he'd had some sort of feelings for the guy since day one. Almost like love at first sight or a lost love that he was getting back. A deja vu love feeling. That was crazy.

"I'd say so, yes." Sebastian replied, pulling him out of his thoughts.

Ciel didn't reply, he simply looked forward, avoiding catching eyes with Sebastian.

Dates weren't really his thing. He'd actually never actually been on one. He'd had a few pretend dates as a kid, but not real dates. He never really cared for people, so he wouldn't actively look for someone to date.

As their walk through the museum neared an end, they started chatting more comfortably with each other. Or, at least, Ciel had been chatting more comfortably. He still couldn't quite put his finger on why he was comfortable around Sebastian, or why it felt like they'd known each other before.

"Are you hungry?" Sebastian asked while they went down the several escalators it took to get back to the bottom floor of the building.

"A bit."

"Where do you want to go eat, then?"

"I don't really care."

They went silent as they left the museum and went down the streets. It wasn't long before Sebastian stopped at a street vendor who was selling pretzels. He paid for one and handed it to Ciel.

"Aren't you hungry?"

"Not really. I had a large breakfast."

Ciel was a bit self conscious about eating when Sebastian wasn't, but he ate anyway. He wouldn't just let his money go to waste.

He seemed to recall a time deep in his memory that was similar to what was happening. Except, it seemed like he was eating something sweet from a store instead of vendor food. That was impossible, though, since he hadn't met Sebastian before recently. He must just be imagining things.

The two of them continued to walk through busy London streets while Ciel ate his pretzel. They were slowly making their way back to the cafe, where they would probably part ways for the day and head back to their homes. And that was okay with Ciel. It had been a rather good day, the first one he'd had in a long time.

By the time they got to the cafe, Ciel had long since finished the food and they had been talking about this and that, the normal things people tend to talk about. Things they like, things they don't like. Agreeing and disagreeing on things.

As they didn't know where one another lived, they had to stop outside the cafe. That seemed to be the only place they mutually knew how to get to.

"I'll see you tomorrow, then?" Sebastian asked.

"Yeah. I'll be here as always."

"I look forward to it."

Sebastian made a bold move and leaned down so he could connect their lips to end the date.

Ciel took a step back to avoid, earning a surprised and slightly embarrassed look. Wow, he didn't know Sebastian could be embarrassed about anything. It seemed like he only knew how to be cocky.

"Calm yourself, speed racer." Ciel said with a smirk, moving around him. "See you tomorrow."

"Yeah. See you."