A/N: I hope this is as good as the last :D I'm enjoying myself writing this story and I hope that people are enjoying it too. Thank you again my lovely reviewer, gurnius and your lovely words! I will try not to disappoint as well as write more :D.

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Sebastian's POV

He had been half-way through the preparations for supper when he felt something amiss. He just put it down to his young lord's quietness that he was still getting used to. He had taken dinner and tea in his study because he was so engrossed with his reading. He had barely touched his food and that he made him all worried again. He knew if he didn't eat he would get sick. Sebastian was seriously considering calling a doctor if he got any worse than he currently was. He tried to continue with his work but, that feeling just grew more and more.

In the end he sighed and told Bard to finish up for him and to not used his damned flamethrower. He neatly hung his apron back on the coat rack and quickly donned his tail coat. If he had gotten muck on his clothes he was sure that Ciel wouldn't of been very pleased. He decided it was best to check on said boy before he went to investigate the matter. For all he knew, the child could be in serious danger at this moment. As he began to ascend the grand staircase that lead to the upper floors, he felt a strange presence. He definitely knew it from somewhere but, it seemed somewhat distorted. He shrugged it off for being his imagination and carried on to the study.

Suddenly as he was stood outside the wooden door a feeling of uneasiness washed over him. He hoped to uh... whoever demons hoped to that the boy was in there still. He slowly let himself in as to not frighten the boy (if he was indeed there). He prepared for having a letter opener or book thrown at his head for disturbing him. Nothing of the sort happened to his concern but, he was hit by something. The stench of vomit. If he hadn't been a demon and could be sick himself, he was pretty sure that he would be on the floor puking his guts out. Strangely the boy was not in his office and he had not called him when he had fallen sick.

If he hadn't been worried before he was now. Suddenly, he knew where the boy was and took off in the direction of the stairs again. When he arrived, the presence he felt before was no longer there but, he knew now that it had been unmistakably Ciel that he had sensed. The twisted feeling was probably since he was ill and would most likely be delirious from fever or what ever those human doctors called it.

The thing that bothered him now was, where had he run off too? He could still feel him but, he was further off now. He suspected that he was no longer within the house but, in the garden. He reasoned that he should talk to Finny and see if he knew where he had gone. If he had seen him anyway. When he wanted to be, Ciel could be sneaky and Finny wasn't the brightest spark in the box so to speak.

He walked out into the extensive garden that surrounded the mansion. Worse case scenario, he could of run off into the woods. Sebastian just hoped once again that this wasn't the case as even though he was a demon, anything could happen to him in there. And also due to the fact it was now getting dark and that visibility would be rather poor. It also looked like it was going to rain again having stopped half way through the day. As he stood there pondering the possibilities a loud bang rattled the entire house and he could nearly hear Bard swearing. Well, he didn't say anything about not using dynamite. He was still going to get and ear full later on.

"Oh, hello ." Finny called happily as he walked past carrying various gardening tools back to where they were stored.

"Hello Finny." He greeted in reply still to occupied with his thoughts to realize he had been looking for the boy.

" , can I ask you something?" The young gardener asked nervously.

"You just did. But, yes go ahead Finnian." He answered politely snapping out of his stupor.

"Are you looking for the young master?" He asked plopping down his cargo unceremoniously on the stone path.

"Ah, yes I am! Have you seen him?"

The blond gardener nodded quickly and pointed off towards the rose gardens.

"I was over there, tending to the roses like you said an' he ran past. Told me not to tell you where he was but, he seemed all frightened like." The boy said a worried look on his face, " He looked like he'd had an awful fright! P-please don't tell him I told you, he did tell me not to tell you!"

Sebastian felt like hugging the boy from joy. The teen had actually done something right for once. He quickly thanked the boy and ran off in the direction of the rose gardens. He took into consideration that the garden hadn't been destroyed and that everything looked as it should. He'd had to praise the gardener when he returned his master to safety. He stopped running for a moment, allowing Ciel's presence to wash over him. He was close, very close. He quickly looked around for a moment, not seeing him anywhere.

He was beginning to get frustrated when he found the boy at last. He immediately sensed that something was wrong and rushed to the boy's side, who was currently laying unconscious in one of the flower beds. He gently turned the boy over and held him lightly in his arms. He looked awful! He had dirt smeared across his face and he had soil stuck under all his nails. His clothes were creased as if he had been wearing them for days and they were also dirty. Well he supposed he was filthy because he had been laying in soil for quite a while. He quickly checked his vital signs over. He seemed alright, just tired. Sebastian sighed in relief and carefully lifted the boy from the ground. He was pretty light before the incident with Edward but, now he felt thinner.

Sebastian carried the child back to the mansion carefully avoiding not to hold him too tightly as he thought if he did he would break him. He was such a fragile thing, like a little porcelain doll with large glass eyes and perfect skin. It was really no wonder why he was kidnapped on a nearly regular basis. He sighed deeply. Humans could be so bothersome with their strange needs to have everything that they want whenever they want it in perfect condition. He found it terribly stupid as demons didn't need such trivial things.

He had quickly arrived at his young lord's bedroom and swiftly proceeded to enter. Luckily for the child, MeyRin was not allowed any where near his room or it would be destroyed in seconds. That girl was a walking disaster. He quickly stripped Ciel of his day clothes and dressed him in a more suitable attire for sleep. He considered leaving the boy to fetch him a hot cup of tea for when he awoke but, he supposed that the earl could indeed sleep until the morning. He would unfortunately have to leave him soon to check up on the servants and the possibly burnt out kitchen. He just hoped that nothing happened while he was gone.

The butler gave one last cautious look towards the sleeping figure. He would need a bath soon and with that thought he slipped soundlessly out of the room.

Ciel's POV (sometime earlier leading up to current events)

He didn't know how long he had run for nor did he know where he had been running to. All he knew was that he was goddamn scared out of his mind and that he had somehow ended up at the top of the grand stair case. He was still grasping the old letter that had been written by his great grandfather and had (somehow) changed. He looked back at the paper again and was rather shocked to see that the page was entirely blank. He shook his head to clear his mind. He must have been imagining things, clearly. Maybe he needed to get some more sleep as he had been having terrible nightmares lately.

He was about to leave when he noticed that the front door was slightly ajar. He knew that wasn't right and whatever foolish servant had left it open was going to get an absolute ear full of his angered ranting. He changed his mind and made to go down stairs and find who ever had endangered him of being robbed. It had been raining before and it wasn't exactly warmeither so there was no need to have the damned thing open!

He started to walk down the stairs when a sudden wave of dizziness over took him. He gripped onto the hand rail effectively crumpling the letter even more than it already was. He felt sick again and the entire room was spinning out of control. He went to attempted to stand properly again but, ended up tripping and falling down the stairs landing on his side.

Ciel felt numb at first but, as soon as he recovered from the shock and tried to move, his entire right side felt like it was on fire with the pain. He groaned in pain and curled into a ball, trying to keep his breathing steady. The last thing he needed now was to heave an asthma attack. He was acting ridiculous! This whole thing was not like him. Getting worked up over his own imagination. He was acting childish!

He sighed deeply and attempted to sit up again wincing slightly at the pain. It was ebbing away now and he could of been much worse off. He could have broken his neck. He slowly hefted himself up onto shaking legs and grabbed onto the nearest thing to keep his balance which was a small table with a beautiful vase of white roses on it. He didn't want to call Sebastian because then then he would be forced to answer awkward questions but, he didn't want to crawl his way back up to his room like a dog! He had no choice in the matter.

He was about to pull of his eye patch and call the demon when he saw movement in the door way. He squinted a little trying to make out who it was but, it was just too dark to see much. His only conclusion was that it was the gardener, Finnian. He smiled slightly. He could get the blond to help him up the stairs without having to be teased by the butler or lower himself to a poor man's standards.

He slowly made his way to the open door, pausing to catch his breath while there. God it hurt so much more than he anticipated. He looked up from nearly being sick again, scanning the outdoors for the gardener. He was irritated that he wasn't there but, he could see that somebody else was. But, it couldn't be... right? Ciel was out of the door before he could think and chasing the figure across the garden. Damn, the man wasn't even running and he was already faster than him. He saw Finny look up from what ever he was doing (killing the plants he suspected) and just kept running past, his original quest long since forgotten. The only thing he did as he ran past him was call out: "Don't even dare tell Sebastian where I am if he comes looking for me!".

He had to stop for breath a short while after that in the rose gardens. He should of known not to run in his current condition after falling so far. He wondered if he had broken something after all as he now had an incredibly sharp pain in his chest whenever he breathed in. He could already feel himself beginning to black out but, he still pushed himself forward not wanting to let the man get away from him.

Luckily the man had stopped right in the middle of the nearest flower bed as if he was waiting for him. Ciel stumbled blindly towards the man hands outstretched as if he were asking to be pick up like he was when he was very young. He accidently stumbled before he could reach him and would of fallen if a strong hand hadn't of grabbed his wrist.

For a brief moment he could of sworn he heard him say something but, he couldn't quite make it out as he slowly lowered himself to the ground. He could barely see him any more and before he knew it, the man was fading right in front of his face. He desperately began to claw at the mans feet wanting him to stay not being able to cope with losing him all over again. He couldn't stop him from leaving, he guessed because...

"You're not real are you?" He asked in a shaky voice tears threatening to over spill, "You're just in my head, my imagination. You can't be here because... you're dead."

He lowered his face to the ground, body completely giving up and falling into the blackness that had be threatening to overtake his vision since the fall. He knew the vision was fading fast in front of him and he would be almost anything to stop him leaving him again. He weakly tried to reach out for him but, it was too late. This time he couldn't stop the tears from escaping and he let out a tiny almost silent sob as unconsciousness finally took him in it's hold and his body was finally able to rest. Unknown to the sleeping earl a hand gently ruffled his hand before fading from existance.

A/N: So, who do you think this mysterious mystery man is? Is he real or is he just Ciel's imagination? Find out next chapter :D