Apparently, there is another fan-fiction from another writer that is similar to mine and was created first. All I have to say is that I had no knowledge of its existence. I based this fan-fiction a bit on my first book, which is not exactly to my liking, so I don't advise anyone to read it, but the similarities to that fan-fiction are pure coincidences. The direction I'm going to take mine is different too.

I hope you enjoy this chapter, people!

Eiko.

Chapter 2

Sebastian got a hold of Ciel's shirt collar and dragged him along the floor out of the room, leaving a trail of water behind them. He glanced down at the unconscious young man. It seemed at Ciel got overheated easily.

He opened the bedroom door and lifted Ciel. The black carpet was in the way, so he couldn't keep dragging him. Sebastian wrapped his arm around Ciel's waist from behind and carried him to the bed. He then threw the young man onto the mattress.

For a moment, Sebastian looked at him. Even though Ciel was knocked out, he panted slightly. Pursing his lips, Sebastian reached for Ciel's black shirt. He unfastened each button until he could take the soaked shirt off, and then the same he did to the shoes and the pants. Only the underwear was left.

Sebastian pondered if he should continue. In the end, he shrugged one shoulder and took the underwear off. He stopped moving when Ciel let out a groan from his throat.

Ciel clenched his jaw and slowly opened his eyes. Why was it so cold all of the sudden? Then he realized it. He was naked. Ciel froze, and then he turned his eyes to the man next to him. "What...?" While he was naked, Sebastian had his wet clothes in his hands. "W-What are you doing?" he finally asked.

Silently, Sebastian threw the dripping clothes to Ciel's face and stomped out of the room. He shut the door with enough force to make the room shake despite them being in a rocking ship.

He blinked a few times at the closed door. Was Sebastian helping him or doing something else? Ciel sat up slowly and the clothes slid down his chest and onto his exposed lap. "No..." he mumbled to himself. He'd rather just forget what had happened.

Unfortunately, there was nothing else he could wear. He didn't have any other clothes. Sighing, Ciel went to the window. He tried to open it, but it didn't work. Instead, he spread the clothes out on the wooden floor. They would dry eventually. After all, steam flowed from the clothes and that would make them dry quicker.

But what could he put on? Ciel frowned. What if someone entered the room like that half-bald man? He went to the bed and yanked the bottom sheet. He then wrapped it around his body enough to not drag on the floor. He had to make three knots, one on his left shoulder, another on his left thigh, and the other on the right tight to keep the sheet from getting in the way. Since he didn't dare step out of the room, he sat on the bed and leaned on the headboard.

Ciel had spent the whole of last night working on preparing cakes for his chocolate, so he was exhausted. He closed his eyes for a moment, and that moment was enough to make him fall asleep.

He finally woke up. Ciel blinked a few times. He turned his eyes slowly to the window. It was already night time, and the ship had come to a stop. Ciel leaned away from the headboard. Fortunately, no one had come into the room, since he was in the same position he'd slept in. Maybe that had been Sebastian's doing.

Ciel yawned as he stood from the bed. He needed desperately to go to the bathroom. He hadn't seen a toilet in the bathroom he'd been in, so he had to look for one. Ciel held the sphere of the door handle and turned it slowly. He widened his eyes slightly. The door opened.

He stepped out of the room and closed the door quietly. More than feeling embarrassed if someone found him wrapped around a sheet ridiculously, he was afraid that someone would do something to him while Sebastian wasn't around.

Sighing, Ciel continued to walk along the corridor, barefooted. A lamp hung from the wall, so the light was dim. If he remembered correctly, while he'd been about to panic, Sebastian's room was next to his. If that man was the captain, he had to have some kind of special ability. Ciel wondered why they chose a man like him to lead them.

Suddenly, a door behind Ciel opened. Without even looking back, Ciel ran and hid behind the staircase. He looked between two of the steps. It was Sebastian. Ciel watched as the man walked across the corridor and into another room. If that was the bathroom, Ciel would make sure to go there after.

A couple of minutes later, Sebastian stepped out of the room and went into his own. As soon as the door closed, Ciel came from behind the staircase and went to the bathroom. He really needed to go.

Finally, Ciel could relieve himself. He washed his hands in the sink and took a deep breath. If only he could find a way to escape, he could find a way to return home. Well, the ship was bound to stop somewhere. And when that happened, he would make sure to run away.

Ciel dried his hands on a surprisingly soft towel and made his way to the exit. Only one step away from the door and it opened. Ciel gulped. There was nowhere to hide. Wait, he was just in the bathroom. That didn't count as trying to escape.

Sebastian spotted Ciel. Their eyes locked on each other, the pirate still holding the door-handle, one looking down at the other. "You're pretty sneaky for a nobleman," he uttered.

Ciel looked away quickly. He'd heard before that no one should look at the Crow Pirate directly in his eyes. He remembered that he'd noticed that from the other pirates when the man brought him into the ship. Still, Ciel kept his mouth shut.

"Why are you wearing—? Oh, yeah, you got wet earlier," Sebastian said.

What was wrong with this man? He didn't sound cruel in the least. "My clothes might be dry by now," he said quietly.

"Hey, Mr. Crow, my friend and I are still waiting for you," a woman said seductively and walked into the bathroom.

Ciel looked up at her as she stared at him in surprise. And then another woman walked in. Would Sebastian kill them afterward? Moreover, if they were here and the ship had stopped, it meant that they had reached shore. "You can use the bathroom. I'm done," he said kindly and stepped out.

"Hey," Sebastian called, but Ciel didn't stop, pretending that he hadn't heard anything.

Ciel's heart pounded in his chest. He stepped into his room and left the door open. While the women whined that they wanted Sebastian's attention, Ciel took the chance and picked up his clothes. He then paced out of the room, hoping that Sebastian wouldn't get in his way.

And he didn't. Ciel walked by the bathroom in a hurry.

"Hey, stop it right there," Sebastian shouted, his deep voice boomed throughout the ship.

Ciel made a run for it. He went up the stairs, opened the door, and sprinted outside. He went to the left side of the ship, since the right could be by the dock and he didn't want to jump to his death.

"Stop," Sebastian demanded as he ran outside.

In a panic, Ciel reached the edge and looked down. To the right was land and to the left was the shore. He threw his clothes to the land and climbed the edge.

Soon, more pirates came outside with Sebastian while the two barely dressed women just stared with their mouths open.

Ciel jumped. Right before he reached the water, he shut his eyes. His whole body submerged, but he kicked and waved his arms back to the surface. When he reached the open air and took a deep breath, he didn't wait another second before he swam to the sand.

"Damn it," Ciel muttered. His shirt had gotten partially wet. He picked his clothes up in a hurry, his shoes in each of his hands, and he continued to run. From the other side of the ship came Sebastian and more pirates, so Ciel ran in the opposite direction. Just a glimpse at the man's angered face was enough to make him run quicker on the sand.

Before long, Ciel reached a few trees. He had no idea where he was, but he knew that he just had to run as far away from them and the ship and as quickly as he possibly could.

From behind came shouts, enraged shouts. The loudest was from Sebastian. If Ciel got caught, who knew what they could do to him. Ciel's legs shook and burned in exhaustion, but he didn't want to stop.

Ciel knew that no one would help him, since the Crow Pirate was the one after him, so he ran along a street. Since it was nighttime and a Friday, the bars were open and packed with people. He noticed a group of men and women walking in his direction. Ciel ran in their direction.

He sprinted between them, which took them by surprise, and made his way to the alleyway next to the bar. That way, there was a chance that the pirates would see him coming here. When he reached the end, he climbed the trash bin and then threw his clothes to the other side of the wall.

"CIEL!" Sebastian roared, startling the young man violently, to the point of making him almost fall back.

He didn't want to hear it. Ciel managed to climb the wall. But before he could go to the other side, a firm hand got a hold of his ankle. Ciel looked over at Sebastian. "L-Let me go," he barely shouted as he flailed his leg.

Sebastian yanked his ankle with such strength that Ciel scraped his hands on the rough edges of the wall. "Get down. Right now," he told the young man. The other pirates were behind their captain, but the women were nowhere to be seen. "All of you, look for a way to reach the other side," he ordered and the pirates deserted the alleyway in mere seconds.

Ciel panted, his body sweated despite him being already wet. "I don't want to go back. I want to go home," he said, but Sebastian yanked him roughly again. "Aah!" He scraped his hands even more. With the pain in his hands, his ankle, and his muscles all over his body, a part of him wanted to give up. Of all things, he didn't want his hands to get hurt. He needed them.

With new-found will, Ciel stretched out his leg and his foot slapped Sebastian's face. Even so, it wasn't enough to get his ankle released. Ciel bit his bottom lip. What else could he do?

Sebastian snorted and began to laugh in a twisted way. Suddenly, his expression became serious. "Come down or I'll kill you," he said under his breath. "I gave you a chance to keep quiet and cooperate."

Ciel froze in place. He quickly shook his head, his wet hair sending droplets of water everywhere. He reached down and scratched Sebastian's hand with all he could. That was enough for the man to release him. But Ciel didn't expect that, so he lost his balance and fell to the other side of the wall.

A loud thud. Everything became a blur. Ciel looked to his left slowly. He was in another alleyway. He blinked his eyes slowly and tried to move, but he couldn't. The wall wasn't as high on this side, it was the way he'd fallen. Besides being exhausted, that fall was the last hit on his body.

A pair of shoes landed next to Ciel and he looked up. Sebastian towered in front of him, he frowned down at Ciel. The man leaned down and grabbed Ciel's limp forearm. He then yanked Ciel onto his shoulder and picked the young man's clothes and shoes up before he stood straight.

As Sebastian walked out of the alleyway, the pirates joined him silently. Ciel still had his eyes open somewhat, even though he couldn't move. His arms dangled and bumped against Sebastian's body every-so-often.

The streets were deserted. After all, the Crow Pirate and his crew were in town. More importantly, would Sebastian kill him when they got to the ship?