A/N: Thank you so much for following, favoriting and reviewing my story, it's so much appreciated! I tried to write this as fast as I could, but my brain just doesn't want to think properly. Anyway, I'll just tell you now, this chapter will probably be very confusing to you, and you might think there's something romantic going on with Ciel and the OC. Just keep calm and wait for Sebby, 'kay?

Also, I haven't read this over, so hopefully, it isn't too bad ^^"

Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji or any of the characters in it.

Warnings: OC and crappy writing.

Ciel stared up at the demon in front of him, too shocked to speak. He opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out.

"You seem surprised," Sebastian said and continued walking.

"W-Well of course!" the boy managed to yell, his throat feeling unnaturally dry.

The other demon chuckled, before suddenly stopping in front of a door. He opened the door and stepped to the side, letting the younger boy in. "This will be your room for the time being," he said, smiling.

As Ciel stepped inside, he couldn't help but let out a surprised gasp. The room gave almost the exact feeling his own room had, when he was still a human. The walls looked as if they had never been touched by anyone, and the ornate furniture were the most beautiful he had ever seen. At the end of the far wall, beside the expensive-looking bed, was a large marble fireplace. Even the ceiling was beautiful, with a grey flower pattern that every girl would probably love.

"Wha.." The boy was completely speechless. He would never have thought that his butler was such a rich king. Why would a king act as a butler anyway?

"Is there a problem?" Sebastian arched a brow, clearly enjoying the boy's confusion.

Without saying anything more ,the man left the room and closed the door behind him. A loud clicking sound could be heard, signalizing that the door was locked.

With an annoyed sigh, Ciel sat down on the bed. "That bastard," he murmured, and ran his fingers though his hair.

Seeing his former butler had made him feel both surprised and somehow.. relieved. Of course, he was not happy about the situation he was in, but he was glad he had met the man again. To be honest, he hadn't managed so good. Almost everything that had happened before he became a demon seemed like a dream to him, and he couldn't remember much of it anymore. It didn't seem so bad, but it really became a hindrance to him.

After he had managed to get his revenge, nothing seemed to matter anymore, and the few things he actually could remember kept bothering him. He wanted to forget everything, not just the most of it.

"Oy, Ciel!" a deep voice came from the window, and the boy turned his head slightly towards it.

A tall, purple-haired man was sitting in the windowsill, smiling at him. His deep, onyx eyes had a gentle, though somehow playful look.

"What do you want?" Ciel said in a not so happy voice.

"I heard you were back, so I followed you," the man replied with a satisfied grin.

Ciel's eyes widened. "You followed me, but you didn't help me?!"

"Hey, I tried, but those damn guards are stronger than they look like."

"..Whatever," the bot replied, turning his face away again, losing interest.

"So.. what do you think.. about this?" The man nodded towards the locked door.

"I think it's all just a pain in the arse. Or, what do you think, Lance?" Ciel asked and shot a small glance towards the other male.

The man named Lance let out a small sigh. "It's pretty annoying, you know. Just when I finally found you, you were taken to this place." He looked at the other with a somewhat sad expression. "It's Valentines Day, which means it's exactly five years since you left me in a ditch."

Ciel's eyes softened slightly as he looked at the other male. Memories of the past flew through his head, even though he tried to block them out.

Seven years ago, when Sebastian had left, the boy had been all alone. He couldn't manage to get any good souls, and he was almost on the verge of dying when a strange, purple-haired man had approached him. Even though he was a demon, his eyes had been so gentle, they almost seemed human. He had picked the small, fragile body up and taken him to the place he was staying. For weeks, he had given him over half of the souls he had found, and when Ciel wanted to leave, he came with him.

For two years, they had only had each other. There was some kind of bond between them, completely different from the one with Sebastian. Well, that was until Ciel and Lance had been out for a hunt, and while the man was trying to find some high-quality souls, Ciel had left him, taking almost everything they owned with him.

Thinking back at it made the boy's cold heart sting a little, but he didn't regret it. It was not as if he cared for the other. Even if they had been like family for two years, he didn't really care.. right?

"I'm sorry about that," Ciel murmured, staring down at his lap.

Lance looked at him with concern. "It's fine.. I just want to know why you did it."

The boy quickly turned around and stared at him with wide eyes. "Leave," he hissed, suddenly feeling very anxious.

"Ciel.."

"LEAVE!"

Lance's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he put his hand up to his temple. "I will take my leave then. But I will be back."

With that, he leaned back and fell backwards out the window. It was something he had used to do when he and Ciel was together before, so the boy knew that he would be fine.

As soon as he was sure that the other male was gone, the boy buried his face in his hands and cursed.

A knock on the door alerted the small demon, and he quickly got up from the bed, ready to lunge out at whoever it was. A clicking sound was heard, and the door was opened. To Ciel's surprise, a woman was standing there. Her long, blonde hair and emerald eyes made her seem very much like the boy's old fiancee, and he did not like it the slightest.

Damn it, Sebastian. You're doing this on purpose, he thought, and could feel his eyebrow twitch in irritation.

"I've been asked to help you bathe," the woman said with a robotic voice, bowing deeply.

Ciel raised an eyebrow at this, but didn't say anything. He didn't like the thought of being bathed by a lady, but he was way too tired of the dirty feeling his body had. It had been five years since he had taken a proper bath, so he was glad there was at least something good about being there.

Without any resistance, he let the woman lead him to the bathroom, passing by several servants who didn't even look at them. He didn't mind, though. Years of being alone made him hate being close to other people.

As they entered the bathroom, Ciel didn't even bother taking in the surroundings, knowing that it was probably as luxurious as the bedroom.

The woman quickly undressed him and put him down in the bathtub, turning on the water. Her slender fingers carefully slid over his body, smearing him with soap. The boy closed his eyes as he felt her fingers being replaced by a sponge, and he thought back to the time Sebastian used to wash him. It was somehow comforting.

"Why does the king want me to take a bath?" he asked, opening his eyes to look at the lady.

"He wishes to speak with you as fast as possible, but he doesn't want you to smell like a dead animal."

"When will I talk to him then?"

"As soon as we're done bathing you," the woman replied, and Ciel could see her lips turning into a small smile.

"You've gotta be kidding me.."

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