Heya! I'm back! A new chapter to keep you guys while I write the fifth chapter (yes, I'm that far ahead^^) Aaand on with the story!

Ciel grew to love his guardian, as all demon children do. They frequently cuddled and kissed, and it soon became a habit for Ciel to fall asleep in Sebastian's arms, with Sebastian's fingers gently raking through his hair. Sebastian, as promised, ensured that his fledgling was kept safe and well-fed, and never once did Ciel feel neglected. Ciel accompanied Sebastian on his walks, and occasionally they visited the lord of Hell, if only to tell him that he hadn't yet remembered anything. The search for the criminal was going slowly, even though salmon pink was the only colour that could be seen on demons for miles around. Satan concluded that the culprits must have gone into hiding, but he assured the duo that they would be found. After all, if the lord of Hell wants you dead, it's not a matter of if, but when and where.

When Ciel woke from his customary nap one evening, he saw Sebastian dressed up and ready to go out. He sat up immediately.

"Where are you going?" Sebastian turned and smiled.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you. I need to go out on a short errand, I had intended to be back before you woke. Ciel frowned worriedly.

"Do you have to go?" Sebastian smiled fondly before connecting their lips, providing a light snack for Ciel.

"I'll be right back, I promise." Sebastian said, before he turned to head out the door.

"We'll be right back, we promise. Just wait here for a while, okay?" They'd said, and he'd watched their backs retreat into the distance, because they promised they'd be right back.

They never came back. They left him to starve. They abandoned him.

"NO!" Ciel screamed, and Sebastian grunted in surprise as Ciel threw himself at his back, clinging to him as though his life depended on it.

"Please don't leave me, please don't leave me alone, don't abandon me, please, Sebastian, please!" Sebastian froze, his face a mask of shock, before he turned around. He was startled to notice that the child's face was wet with tears, and his clothes had changed to a bold neon pink. He knelt down next to his panicked fledgling, and looked deep into his eyes, taking the fledgeling's hands into his own.

"I'm not going to abandon you, Ciel, I'll never leave you to starve. You know that." Ciel merely buried his face in Sebastian's chest and cried.

"Don't leave me...don't leave me to starve like they did." Sebastian wrapped his arms around his fledgling, gently rubbing circles into his back.

"Who left you, Ciel?" Ciel gulped back his tears so he could speak.

"I-I don't know. You were walking out the door, and I remembered people telling me to wait for them, that they'd be right back. I waited for them, but they never came, and I was so hungry, but I promised I'd wait for them so I stayed." Ciel continued to weep miserably into his shirt as Sebastian gently rubbed his back. After a moment, Sebastian gathered the child into his arms and pressed their lips together, purposely feeding the fledgling until he began to doze in his arms.

"You go to sleep, Ciel. We're going to go see Satan and see if he knows the people who left you." Ciel merely nodded once before falling asleep.

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"These people you saw in your flashback, what did they look like?" Satan had been nothing but gracious to the child, letting him lounge on one of his comfiest seats as he gently questioned Ciel regarding the vision.

"There was a man and a woman. The man had blue hair, like mine, and black eyes, and a birthmark under his eye. He was wearing a black suit. The woman had blue eyes, and long blonde hair, and she was wearing a long black dress. They were smiling at me.

"And did they say anything to you?"

"They said they were going to be right back. They told me to wait, but then they never came back." Satan smiled, then patted Ciel's head and told him to go to sleep. When the child was breathing softly, he turned to Sebastian and frowned.

"The demons Ciel described sound like the Phantomhives, but I find it a little hard to believe that they could be capable of such treachery, and against their own son as well."

"The Phantomhives, sir?" The Lord of Hell nodded.

"A family of noble birth, Vincent and Rachel Phantomhive. They were two of my most trusted advisors, though Ciel's story does appear to have some items of truth. Rachel mentioned adopting a young son sometime back."

"And where are they now?" Satan frowned.

"We're about to find out."

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"On holiday." Satan growled. He had contacted the Phantomhive residence, only to be greeted by the old (and somewhat senile) butler. Sebastian frowned.

"Did he say anything else?" Satan's mouth quirked slightly.

"Ho. Ho. Ho." In response to Sebastian's raised eyebrow, the Lord of Hell smirked.

"Once upon a time, the man was an able butler. He still is, to some extent, but it would seem time has taken it's toll, and he now spends much of his time sipping tea. I'm surprised I was able to coax even that much out of him." Satan then scowled, his mind returning to the current topic.

"No doubt they intended to make it seem as though the child had died while on vacation, perhaps they were separated during an attack, or some such story. That still doesn't explain why they would murder their own child." This train of thought was diverted by a rustle from the couch on the far wall. Sebastian was at the child's side instantly, feeding him again.

"Good morning, Ciel. Did you sleep well?" Ciel smirked.

"Not the best. Perhaps you could help lull me back to sleep?" And he brought himself up to kiss Sebastian, who responded eagerly before they were cut off by a chuckling Satan.

"Perhaps at a later time, boys, we do have business to attend to. Not that I mind the show." Ciel sat up.

"Was anything I said helpful?" Satan smiled and knelt down.

"Yes, very helpful. We think we may have an idea as to who your parents are." Ciel frowned lightly.

"Were they the people who abandoned me?" Satan nodded sadly.

"We think so." The next question from Ciel's mouth was an obvious one.

"Why?"

"We don't know yet, but now that we know who they are, it will be only a matter of time before we find them, and then we'll find all the missing pieces in the puzzle." Ciel smiled, and then frowned.

"Sebastian was going on an errand when I remembered those people. Do you still have to go?" Sebastian frowned, looking a little torn now, unwilling to leave his fledgling when his abandonment had clearly left some subconscious trauma. Satan nodded.

"Go on, go on, I'd be more than happy to take care of Ciel for you. How long will you be gone?"

"Hmm...perhaps a day at most. I am truly sorry, a guardian should never abandon his charge." Satan smiled.

"It's only abandonment if you aren't back by the time the fledgling is hungry, and I have that all taken care of. Have fun on your errand." Sebastian nodded, then leaned down and kissed his fledgling once more before he spread his wings and took flight. The last thing he heard before he was out of earshot was Satan.

"Lovely wings your guardian has, don't you think, Ciel?" And then, a barely audible breath of,

"Wow..."

He smirked.

I like this chapter! Fluffy Ciel x Satan next chapter!