It had been a week or so since his transformation but Ciel had no luck with controlling his raw power or unleashed emotions, he'd find himself being taken by his anger often breaking and throwing various objects, or just randomly bursting to fits of uncontrollable sobbing.

During this time Sebastian became oddly helpful and looked after him as he used to, comforting him after a fit of hysterical sobbing or calming his episodes of his rage. Sebastian had even smiled at him a couple times, reassuring him that thing would get much better. In truth, the young demon felt it strange that the raven would suddenly come to his aide like this but he didn't care he was just happy to have the man he loved back in his life willingly. Sebastian even became a mentor, teaching Ciel how to slowly take control of his emotion and use his powers correctly.

Things had become almost as they once were but still Ciel couldn't shake the feeling that something just seemed off…

"Alright my lord, slowly open you left wing and keep it there for about a 1o seconds if you are able." Sebastian instructed, he rested his gloved hand on Ciel's left wing as the young demon began to stretch it .

"I-it hurts…" Ciel squeaked out, he moved to close it quickly but Sebastian held it up firmly and a sharp pain shot though the young demon's back. "L-let go! It Hurts!

"I apologize master but we must do this, it is essential. If you can't do this you'll never learn. Now focus on your wing itself, ignore the pain." The elder demon instructed, his tone firm but sympathetic. He watched as tremors began to take hold of his master. He vaguely remembered when he first got his own wings, what a pain they were.

On the verge of crying out in pain, Ciel held his breath and dug his fangs into his lip, his black nails sinking into the earth below in an attempt to steady himself. Under Sebastian's ministrations he slowly unfolded his wing and held it up the best he could, the pain was almost too much but Ciel was determined to do this. He could feel air drift though his feathers, settling the red hot sting a bit.

"H-have I done i-it? Ciel rasped out, he felt light headed, his palms and knees stung from the extra weight he was forced to carry.

"Yes, you have done very well but you still have 5 more seconds, hold it as best as you can." Sebastian commented. Unknown to Ciel he had removed his hands, the boy was doing it all by himself and Sebastian would be lying if he said he hadn't felt a sense of pride at seeing his master accomplish such a task. The boy was no doubt powerful but his body was very frail and Sebastian wondered if Ciel would be able to withstand the taxing requirements he would have to meet in order to harness his powers.

"You may lower your wing now, your 10 seconds are up." Sebastian informed him, gently resting a hand on the boy's small shoulder. Ciel let his wing fall into its closed position and let out a sigh of relief.

"Was it this hard for you? When you first become...well you know." Ciel asked hesitantly, it was hard for him to get the other to talk about himself at all, let alone his struggles. He got to his feet with the help of Sebastian and dusted the dirt off his knees and palms. Still awaiting Sebastian's response.

"Well, my lord I must say I never had as much trouble as you but I did have a hard time." Sebastian respond after a moment, thinking back to that time. Indeed it was hard and painful but he had mastered in no time...well his wings at least.

"What do you mean? Could you not open them?" Ciel inquired eagerly, intrigued that the older demon finally shared something like that with him.

"Not quite, I could open them but I could not fly for the longest time. I simply could not get off the ground and I would often crash or fall. It was quite humiliating." Sebastian recalled grimly, he could hear a muffled giggle next to him and he let a smile onto his lips, indeed it was probably funny to imagine such stunts.

"But you can fly now can't you?" the young boy smiled, trying to suppress his laughter as he questioned the crow demon.

"Of course I can, what kind of butler would I be if I couldn't?" He smiled wider, the thought of him not able to fly now was a hilarious idea. They exchanged laughs and a bit of small talk until silence sweep between the two as Ciel grew quiet.

"Sebastian…" He began uneasily, " Will...will I ever be able to fly? I can barely open my wings without pain…" For the first time in ages the young demon voiced one of his many concerns to his butler. He was truly scared that he wouldn't be able to. What would happen if he couldn't?

"I…I can't say honestly that I know. Your body is small and very frail, I don't know if your body as it is now will be able to handle such a demanding task or not. I sure that over time you'll probably be able to." Sebastian answered carefully, he was as gentle in his response as he could be without lying. He didn't want to set off another of Ciel's emotion fueled episodes. The younger was unstable, the power coursing through him amplified everything to the extreme.

"Can we fly together?"

"My lord?" Sebastian asked somewhat confused, Fly together? His crimson eyes scanned over the boy next to him, Ciel cheeks were a soft strawberry pink, his blue eyes staring at the ground intensely.

"I...I would like it if we could, um...When I learn to fly, would you fly with me?" He tripped over his own words, he didn't understand why it felt so embarrassing to ask. When he didn't receive a reply he could feel more heat burn at his cheeks. It was a foolish request, who knew if he could even be able to fly?

A soft laugh made the young demon look at his butler. Sebastian, himself had a subtle blush on his cheeks a hand over his mouth to stifle his laughter, it was a rare sight.

"I would be delighted young master." Sebastian said with a soft chuckle. Ciel could feel his heart thud against his chest, he hadn't seen the his elder laugh in forever! It sounded like the most beautiful music he had ever heard. He made up his mind, he and Sebastian would fly together.

Sebastian watched silently as his young master sleep peacefully, his face was angelic under the the candle's light. If he stared long enough he would have believed the thoughts that whispered to him he was looking at an angel but he knew better than that. Ciel Phantomhive was no angel, Ciel Phantomhive was his curse and sooner or later he would deal with this dreaded curse.

"Soon, I will be rid of you...master." The demon hummed softly as he ran his long fingers through Ciel's steel blue boy nuzzled at Sebastian's warm hand and let a soft noise spill from his naked chest.

"Purring… A cat demon? How fitting of my lord." The crow smirked, a slight tug grabbed at his long forgotten heart. It made no difference he told himself, no matter what the young demon was he was still a burden that would soon be gone.