Ciel began to undress and get ready for bed as Undertaker had taught him many years ago when he first began to live with the older men, but he felt bad for leaving like he did.
I was so cold to him and he was only trying to make me feel better, how could I be so mean?
Ciel sighed and pulled on his nightshirt and combed out his hair, he then set his eye patch on the dresser and went to find the silver haired man. The older male had moved into the living part of the upper apartment level. It was simple, the walls were dark like the rest of the building, the couch was cheap, but oddly comfortable and the attached kitchen was small, only able to fit one person at a time. The little table in front of the couch was well used, and the one lone bookshelf was lined with books on anatomy, not only of the human anatomy, but of animals as well. Sometimes the nobles would give Undertaker odd requests to bury beloved animals. He would have to create custom coffins and embalm the animal for the odd nobles.
Undertaker sat on the couch, his shoulders hunched and his head in his hands. Ciel had never seen him like this before. This is my fault, I made him sad, I was the one who hurt him.
Slowly Ciel approached the older man and kneeled down in front of him, laying his hand on his shoulder,"Undertaker? Are you crying", he asked softly. All the older man had to do was look up at Ciel, his face was wet and new tears were forming in his eyes.
"My little lord is growing up, he's becoming a man, and soon he will no longer be mine", Undertaker muttered through his tears. The sight left Ciel completely heart broken, he gathered up a small bundle of his sleeve in his hand and began to gently clean the tears off the pale scarred face of the man he loved. The Undertaker smiled a little and ran one hand through Ciel's hair.
"You should know, I'll always be your little lord, I don't want to be anyone else's", Ciel admitted, hoping that Undertaker would assume he only meant housemate and friend, he was sure that is Undertaker knew how he really felt that he would be disgusted.
"You are much too kind my dear Ciel, but I know one day you will marry a nice person and leave, it's what I want for you, but I didn't know it would be so soon", Undertaker explained softly. The older man had grown fond of Ciel, he was even starting to think of Ciel as a son, which only made it harder to give him away.
Ciel frowned, he knew exactly what he would give the Undertaker the next day, and he knew exactly what he needed to do. Slowly he stood, offering out a hand to the older man. "Come on old man", he teased with a small grin,"let's go sleep like we used to, I do miss it you know."
That brought a smile to Undertaker's face and he eagerly too the young boy's hand. Ciel helped him off the couch and led him back to the bigger of the two bedrooms and opened the door for the man, letting him enter first. The silver haired male entered and began to undress, getting into some nightclothes. For him, it was unnecessary to sleep, but Ciel didn't know he was a retired reaper, or that reapers even existed, so he put on a show for the young boy.
Ciel looked away from the older male out of respect, keeping his eyes away from the pale body of the older mal. If I look, he'll think I'm some sort of freak and kick me out, and it would only hurt us both, he told himself, it was enough to make him resist the temptation to look at the other male.
"Come on, I am dressed now", Undertaker promised, he had already crawled into bed and was under the covers. Ciel closed the door and climbed into the big bed, instantly cuddling up to the male. He felt large, strong arms wrap around his frail little body and smiled a little, this was the best feeling in the world, the feeling that he was safe and loved, the feeling of everything falling into place. Undertaker kissed the top of Ciel's head,"Tomorrow you become a man, and I have many things to share with you. Tonight, rest, be a child for one last night."
Ciel nodded, it sounded so perfect, too perfect, but he didn't care, he was wrapped in the warm arms of the one man he loved more than anything on the planet. He closed his eyes,"Good night Undertaker, I love you", he whispered.
Undertaker looked a little surprised, but after a moment he smiled…
Shortly after Ciel arrived at Undertaker's, he was seen for the first time, by a doctor. He was blond, his name was Viscount Druitt, a supposed friend of Undertaker, though he was sure Undertaker just said it to calm him down. Ciel was a nervous wreck, and Undertaker had to stay with him through the whole exam. His feet were bound tightly in bandages and his eye socket packed with pure white gauze, he hated it, he looked monstrous, but Undertaker promised it would get better. That is the first time Ciel's heart raced with love for another person. That was the first time he felt so odd, only later learning that this feeling was love. A few more days passed and he met many odd characters.
Grell Sutcliff annoyed him, he flirted with every male in sight and talked like a woman. He treated Ciel like he was a baby, always squishing his cheeks and toying with his hair and, over the years, trying to dress him up. Most of the time Undertaker would save him from such humiliations, but sometimes Undertaker was too late or enjoyed the outfits Grell wanted to stuff him in. Ciel had been dressed like a girl, a cat, a rabbit, a puppy, a turtle, a frog, a sailor, and many more. Grell seemed to procure the outfits from nothing, and many he had made specifically for Ciel.
William Spears was too stiff, but not nearly as bad as Grell. Ciel was still a child, but if he messed up, he was treated like dirt, and often Undertaker had to save him from the cold glare of the tall reaper. He usually stayed clear of the man, too afraid of being glared at, William's glare could strike fear into the most fearsome of villains.
He met a few more weird people, but they came and went, he forgot their names shortly after they left.
Once his feet were healed, Undertaker began helping Ciel learn to walk again, it took only a matter of days, but it had been weeks since his feet had touched the floor, and they were bound so tight that the muscles had shrunk. For a short time he walked on crutches, until his feet were strong enough to walk on his own, but Undertaker encouraged him trying to walk a little more every day.
Once he could walk, Undertaker gave him a small present, a little blue glass eye. It was a little big, mainly meant for adults, so he was stuck wearing an eye patch until he got a little older. The glass eye sat in his room, waiting for the day he could wear it properly.
Of course, Ciel could try it on soon, he was becoming a man soon.
…"I love you too", Undertaker whispered in Ciel's ear,"my little lord."
That sent Ciel into a sleep that he hadn't had in years, he was more peaceful than he had ever been before, and he wore a true smile.
