Chapter 3

Disclaimer: I do not OWN this anime. I'm just a fangirl, it's so obvious, isn't it?

Read the Author's Note before Proceeding. The fic is not made without the author's point of view, you do understand right?

A/N:

This is an answer to Fuchan Fujoshi: OMG! It's a good thing you had asked that because I have realized just now that I was typing a big mistake for the entire setting. The setting is in Victorian Period and not modern so basically the Batman part in Chapter Two is out of topic! I'm sorry for that mistake again, actually its late night when I had made that chapter. And honestly, during that time I was thinking about Batman. Okay I admit it, I'm a fan of his and because I got too carried away I had unconsciously wrote and had mistakenly included him in that chapter. I'm sorry about that and that's why I changed that part in Chapter Two, and not just that. It's because now that my conscious is working well I have noticed it while re-reading Chapter Two that the unit of money I used is not the proper one! I mean I used YEN which is the money of Japan instead of POUNDS which is the unit of money in England. Am I right? My, what a big mistake I've done. I hope all you have understand it now, and…Fuchan Fujoshi, are you satisfied with the answer about the setting? In addition, the setting is in Victorian Age, yes, but I'm afraid to say that I don't have much knowledge during that era. I don't have much time to research it in the net too because my life is in brick of busyness.

Miss-Abarai... how Ciel get his memory back, that is for you to find out in the next chapter hehe.

And mind me guys, thanks for telling me the exact date of Ciel's birthday! OMG! Flamecca is super duper happy about that! Thanks for that info. Honestly, I have read it in the manga but in the end I forgot the exact date. And because I am too lazy to search that part in the manga, and because I am too drained out to research that in google, and because I am just simply but sluggish person – I end up making my own proclaimed Ciel's birthday. And I had asked you instead. But in the end I was glad that you answered me, te-hee! Thanks! P.S I'll try my best not to be sluggish and careless every now and then.

And hey hey hey! (Hey!Say!Jump! ganbante) – flamecca ish out of her swelffff agwain.! Okay actually, what I'm trying to say is that THANK YOU guys for the wonderful reviews you have left! Really, that inspired me to write more. So, here it is I proudly present this chapter to all of the readers and it is full with love and gratitude. However, it's a bit longer this time. So, I hope you can bear with it.

And before I forgot, I don't have a beta reader for this fanfic and because of that precisely I'll commit some grammatical errors (as I always do). So, please forgive me for that. And mind me; just in case you are willing…I mean if you have lots of spare time then how I wish you could become my beta reader for this fic. And hey, Nayski! Just in case that if you're reading this fanfic I hope you had liked it too. I hope you are doing well. Hope to hear from you soon.


Take a deep breath and relax.

Chapter Three: Trust over Suspicion

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This day is too warm.

The sun is illuminating heat and its bright is too much that it hurt my eyes. And though the suit I am wearing is thick, in the end I could still feel the sun rays which are slowly piercing my pale skin. I feel so hot and at the same thirsty. My stomach seems like burning and my throat is aching and swelling. I feel so lazy and am hard to walk on; this kind of temperature makes me become a sluggish person. I feel so tired though there's nothing to be tired of. I am exhausted and the fact that I am walking under the heat of that damned sun makes me want to go home (I prefer sitting and leaning over that frail and breakable windows, which is the home of my none other than illegitimate Boss Souma ) I hate this feeling. How I wish I never agreed at Boss to roam around in the town. He said I must enjoy my life during at my current yet temporary state.

I am with him. And here we are, walking along the street with Boss Souma beside me. Ah I must omit the word Boss, it doesn't suits him. Oh man, I really want to drag him home, he causes nuisance and is now the center of attraction in the street were tracing. He intentionally shouts every minute and calls for my name if he ever sees a shop, things, foods, accessories, clothes, and etcetera that have caught his sight. And guess what? All the money that he have won over the bet (Obviously that was because of me) were all spent up, buying those things that had caught his attention. He should never blame me if he wakes up in the morning with no money left on his pocket nor palms. Now, I am really convinced that he doesn't deserve a servant. Maybe, he was right. Boss Souma, I mean Souma doesn't deserve my service and assistance. Not at all, even a single bit.

I thought I must bear the heat, just a little though and had convinced myself to ignore the needle-like rays that pained my skin. However, Souma is one of my considerations; I could just manage to ignore his unimaginable existence beside me. However, no matter what I do I could never escape from the stabbing glares behind my back. I could feel those eyes that were, from the very beginning, didn't leave his sight at me. I feel his red eyes that were obviously and blatantly shimmering, and are constantly directing his vision at me. He glares as if he is observing every move I make, that as if, his eyes are only meant to see me and only me. I could never deny the fact that certainly, his eyes were fixed only at me.

I turned my head at the back, and it's for the third time, and what I've got is a smile but more likely a grin. We're here in town (Again) together with Souma but I almost fail to mention that we have had another companion. That guy who introduced himself as Sebastian Michaelis, and who, as he had said is my butler is currently walking behind us. He keeps following us, no because actually, he keeps following me. I took a deep and irritating sigh as I've spotted him smile, then after that. He bowed. Doesn't he feel ashamed for himself? Bowing like that with lots of people around, how embarrassing it could be. I would never do that, never in my life. But well, I must admit it… he has the most beautiful smile I have ever seen.

It was last night. That guy in a black suit suddenly appeared from nowhere. He showed up in a sudden, however, I don't have any idea who he is. I mean, if I try to remember him, it gives me head Aches. Though, he had told me his real intention and his motive why he had appeared. Unexpectedly for me but expected for him. However, I can't trust people that easily. And it's because I trust myself and myself only. I can't even put my whole trust at Souma even from the very beginning though he proclaimed to be my boss. I am just running with his flaws because I have no choice, I can't remember any even my name.

But after having that conversation last night I have proved that Souma isn't really my boss. Shame on him.

That man behind us now, he is too strange and weird that I couldn't even trust and couldn't rely as to what he was trying to make me believe. Not now at least. Can I really trust him? What if he was just fooling me like what that stupid Souma did on me? Ugh, I really want my memories back. Memories on my past please come back soon. I'm begging.

FLASH

BACK . . .

Leaning on the window, I glared with such astonishment at the moon in its perfect circle which is resting peacefully at the wide and starry night sky. I was wondering. 'Who am I? I want to remember…I want my memories back.'

Just then, at the midst of my deep wondering I could hear the tapping of foot outside. A loud clunk and landing sound above the roof top knocks my conscious. The moon I was glaring at was then swapped by that gleam of red orbs, staring at me. His eyes were crimson red and are blatantly gazing at me with great relief and such passion I couldn't distinguish as to why he would. His red eyes were enticing, as if slowly melting me. His eyes are smiling…at me. I glared at him in return but my head aches just then.

I was startled the moment he managed to get inside, and so he is now facing me. 'Who the hell is he?' This guy in front of me grinned for a couple of seconds and he starts opening his mouth, saying something that confuses me.

"Finally I found you, Young Master." The man in black suit utters wholeheartedly, and then he bowed with such politeness.

I widened my eyes, why is he doing that? Young Master? That's absurd, what is he saying?! This guy really surprises me, is he a kind of burglar, thief, crook or bandit? He appeared in a sudden and that bowing action, is that his strategy for fooling people? I mean, is this a kind of their modus operandi, how thieves steal things of these days? What the hell! Does he think he can fool me that easily? Fah, poor him, he will have to burglarize the wrong house and the wrong person. Plus, there are no valuable things he could spot in this house on the very first place. He's an idiot.

I massage my temples for the last time to ease the ache, and then I comb my ruffled hair with my hands. I crossed my legs as well as my arms and tilted my head at one side. There's no way this guy could fool me, and no one must dare or else…I'll wreck their bones. To break the unbearable silence inside the room, I then speak. "And who do you think you are? You are trespassing. Have you known that?"

The man then quickly straightens his pose, still hands at each side, glaring at me with great confusion in the eyes. I don't know why he would have such face like that, but surely he looks extremely perplexed. Thenceforth, he said. "I beg your pardon, Young Master?"

"I said who you are?! You aren't lost or something, are you? If you'll look around, surely this isn't your house. Fah, be sure to explain well for your sudden intrusion or else I'll grab the chance to mistook you as a burglar." Ciel said sarcastically, head still tilts at his right side.

This time, I wasn't the one who widened the eyes. The intruder does. He is certainly amazed and is totally dumbfounded, his jaw almost drops down and his shoulders were as if carrying the earth. His red eyes shrink into something I couldn't determine. He seems speechless. What is he trying to indicate? Poor guy, he has that handsome look of a man that I have ever seen but it seems that…he's a fool. His handsome face is now like an empty shell, mixes of undesirable emotions are there and in so much emotion it gives an empty expression. But oh man, I admit it this guy is such a beauty…

'Beauty? What am I thinking! He has the looks, yes, but still he's an intruder. Besides, I am much of a beauty than him.'

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'What? Young Master…is saying such strange words. He mistook me as a burglar? Young master, what are you saying? I was drowning in so much happiness the moment I have my senses back, and that I have found you. But…certainly what has gotten into you Young Master? You couldn't…possibly…'

Just now the intruder went closer to me, and just a few more steps we will conjoin our bodies. What the? He looks as if he had lost his multi-billionaire wife!

"Young Master, you look distress and exhausted. This, the thing happened on you seems like a huge shock that your mind couldn't bear it. My apologies Young Master, I was careless." This strange guy said unto me and with such concern on his face. Well, distress, exhausted, me? I bet ninety-nine point nine percent certainty that he is the one who looks distress and exhausted here. Absolutely not me! Moreover, what is he talking about? I couldn't understand him at all. Should I just punch and kick him in his ass?

His face is just an inch away on my nose this time. Oh man, what is he going to do? 'Damn you, haven't you realized that you're closer to me. Give me some space, you idiot!' Ah, if I could only shout that at him. On the other hand…I have noticed it now - he is such a tall man! I'm tall, aren't I? But what the…he is incredibly taller than I!

"Move your damned body away from me, or else I'll move it in my way." I said acting like I'm cool or something like that. But, why the hell I sounded like I'm stuttering! Stuttering like a girl for god's sake! Certainly, why the hell I'm shaking inside???!

"You are strange right now Young Master. I bet you need a warm bath, and…We need to go now, Young Master." He said and there's seriousness on his damned-HOT voice! It…gives thrill on my spine all over my body for - I don't know WHY the hell I would feel such thing towards this man! Ridiculous! I feel like vomiting for having such sensation. Embarrassing, shameful, unimaginable weird things I'm having!

And because of that, he irritates me more. I detach my arms from crossing position and pushed him forward in force. "I said, MOVE. And stop calling me Young Master, will you?" I tried not to make stuttering sounds again. And I added with such irritation fastened on my azure eyes, "Does this face fooled you and had mistakenly mistaken me as your Young Master? Fah, don't you ever think you can fool me like that. I obviously don't know you, so it's better for you to leave before I lost my temper."

'Don't know me? Young Master doesn't recognize me? What is happening?' Sebastian uttered in deep confusion. 'I don't like the way this conversation goes off. I can't accept this Young Master!'

"Young Master. Say I'm wrong, say I'm in mistake but…you does not recognize me for real?" Sebastian asked with great apprehension and anxiety. Though he was being pushed away he still dared to move closer. And this time, one hand caresses my cheek with his trembling hands. That startled me to my most extent.

I grabbed his hand and swiped it away from my face and squeezed it tightly. "No one is allowed to touch my face, except me and me only." I warned. My voice is now into a higher tone, though I admit, I almost couldn't utter that clearly. His hand is warm. I couldn't possibly imagine why I feel like I was being held by that kind of warmth before, his hand, the way he touch, the warmth, it seems very familiar. Like, I am being caressed and held by that hand before for so many times… Damn it, what has gotten into me?

"Young Master, you couldn't possibly have…amnesia?" he paused for awhile, seems like he's gathering some strength and added, "Those outlaws, I'm going to twist their bodies and make them beg for sparing their lives! I won't accept this Young Master, try to remember. At least even my face!" he is growling now. He tempts to grab my shoulder, maybe because he wants to shake me. But I step backwards; I don't want him to lay his hands on me for the second time. Because his warm hands are burning me, I feel like my body would erupt just by his touch. His hands are in flame, no, it was my body. Darn it.

I give him a glare, a glare that indicates my irritation. My azure eyes met his crimson ones, it was for a second. But I know, somewhere in part of me is familiar with those crimson eyes. I feel like I was seeking for those eyes. That they are the ones I'm longing to see. The moment when I woke up and couldn't remember anything, I realized that I was seeking for someone. That someone's presence. Absolutely not my Boss and I wonder why…wonders who that person is.

This man in front of me, a total stranger yet he has the eyes that I was seeking till this time. Who is he? Why he posses such eyes that I was craving to see? Darn it! I don't even know why I'm seeking for those eyes, what the hell is happening on me? Surely, it's not that I'm gotten insane, aren't I?

When seconds have passed and he got no response from me, he dares to move closer again. Darn it. Don't come closer.

"Young Master! Say that you're just bored! That this amnesia thing is just one of your games! Laugh at me, declare now your victory! You had won; you act and play enough Young Master so please enough pretending for not recognizing me. I can't accept this kind of game Young Master." Sebastian said. On his face worried, concern, confusion, dejected and the fright was there. But above all, only one word utmost's other emotions. The Fright. Scared that his Young Master doesn't recognize him for real.

'I could see the terror on his face. What is he trying to imply? He is serious, is he? But, poor him. I don't know what he's talking all about. And what's that on his face? Why wearing such gloomy face? As if he was been dumped by his girl.'

I was startled the moment I felt his warm hands placed above my shoulders. I feel like burning again! What the… I slap his hands; maybe it was too hard that even my hand is forming a slight red.

"Told you not to move closer, are you deaf or something?! And one more thing, I don't have even the slightest idea on what you were talking about! I don't know you and that ends it. Go out."

He was petrified, I know. He was to tell about something when the door suddenly banged and my boss showed up, with a terrifying look as well. We were startled by that and both of us headed our sight at the door.

Panting and in terror, my boss exclaimed, "Ciel! There are something strange noises I heard above the roof! It was loud, it isn't a monster, is it?" he was then more terrified upon noticing someone's presence. A man in a black suit, red eyes, raven black hair, masculine body, fine gestures…

'Uwah it was Ciel's companion at the carriage! The ferocious, monstrous guy in a black suit! OMIGOD! Ridiculous!'

"Uh." Souma said, mesmerized. Then without thinking twice, he said while attempting to exit the door. "I'm sorry Ciel. Seems you were talking with someone, uhaha. Please enjoy your moment and excuse me."

But before he could grab the knob and manage to open it, the strange guy had suddenly caught him on his arms and in fury he roared. "YOU! You are one of those bandits who ambushed us! What have you done to my Young Master!!!?" He is in ferocious state and he was shaking my boss hardly on his shoulders. What has gotten into him? Is he really that serious about that Young Master matter?

"Uh. I don't' know what you were…sa-yin?" Souma answered in a shaking tone of voice. He can't even meet the ferocious man in the eyes; he will melt in fright for sure if he does.

"I'm going to burn you in hell if you dare lie at me! Young Master can't recognize me, what have you done to him? You had kidnapped him and worst you had erased his memory?! Darn it, say it or else I'll cut your tongue out of your mouth!" the man burst. His grip tightens around Souma's arms, causing the guy to moan in pain.

I clench my hand seeing my boss in that state of pain.

"Say it!" the guy asked in rage tone again. He then attempts to twist my boss's arms but before he could do that, I had managed to quickly run towards their direction. Using my left arm I snatch his hands away from my boss and the other is tightly clutching his neck, banging him on the door. I could hear the coughing of Boss Souma who slide down on the floor, one arm clasping the other.

"I dare you not to hurt my Boss, Mister Whoever You Are." I warned, competing glares at him. My hand is still wrap around his neck, tightly wrap around them. I could just squeeze his neck in any minute, but I couldn't. Darn it. I glared at him. He glared at me. His crimson met my azure eyes… Those emotions pinned upon him, I can see it. Clearly.

I can see his eyes were in pain …

I can see his eyes were in deep agony…

I can see the torment…anguish and misery…

I can see the confusion and concern at the same time on his eyes…

I can see and I could feel everything he feels.

On his red eyes I could see my own reflects. I can see myself in those crimson orbs. What's it? Ah, we're both in pain. In his eyes that serves as mirror, I can distinguish myself envelope with such confusion, uncertainty, and suspicion yet at the same time I could see myself as if, I want to trust this man. As if, I want to trust him. As if… Darn it. One hundred times of darn it! His eyes…are melting me! What has gotten into me! What I am thinking just now by the way?!

"You can't hurt me just as you can't let your boss hurt by me, Young Master. But I'll correct it, that guy behind you isn't your boss. He doesn't deserve any services. Your assistance and loyalty, he is not worth to have it. You are owned by no one, because you own your own self Young Master. You own everything that caught your attention, you owned Me." he said with dull painted on his face. What he had said makes my body hair stand on its end.

"What exactly are you talking about? You… knew me?!" I asked in bewilderment. I couldn't stand any longer his stares and the close distant our bodies were positioned, so I decided to free his neck from my hand. I headed my sight at my supposed to be boss and he flinched. "So you know me, what part of me?" I glanced back at the man who wore a black suit. I sounded like jerk I presume. Just then I realized that, he is a butler. The kind of dress he's wearing proves it.

"I am to say and to accept that you really had amnesia, Young Master. However, I couldn't allow you to stay in that state any longer. I am not going to have my Young Master live in a place like this; we are going back to your mansion as soon as possible." He said while fixing his black tie that was disheveled by my action a moment ago.

"Don't act as if you really knew me, do you even think I am to believe such foolishness?" I said lifting my head a bit high just to face and glare at him.

He stunned for a minute then headed his sight at boss. "You there, fugitive outlaw, say and explain what is needed to be told. Tell him the truth and never lie even a single word." His crimson eyes glowed in fury in the last part, as if he's warning.

Souma was then startled but managed to stood up quickly, afraid that the man will burn him alive in hell. "Ci-el. I mean Ciel, I'm sorry. I lied; this guy is just telling the truth. I am not your boss." He stuttered while facing me although he isn't glaring at me.

Sebastian commanded, "Tell him more!"

The guilty bandit then straightens his pose and said in a louder tone, "I mean Ciel, that guy is your friend! He is yo-you're companion."

I widened my eyes. This isn't like a dream, this isn't hallucination is it? Boss is not Boss? Ah, anyway I know from the start he can't afford to have such servant.

"That's not what I want to hear. Or do you want me to squeeze your tongue?" Sebastian exclaimed. He looks so much annoyed.

"Uwah, Ciel actually I am one of the bandits who ambushed you at the middle of your travel! This guy is your bodyguard or whatsoever it's called, but I promise I'm a good person! I didn't intend to kill anyone; in fact I was the one who saved you from my Boss the moment he tempts to kill you while you're unconscious!" the guy revealed while closing his eyes, afraid and in terror.

That revelation stunned me for a long time. My eyes were as if bulging out from my sockets. Boss is a bandit? Bandits who ambushed us? And honestly, those bandits were the cause of my amnesia? Outlaws who tempt killing me? And this intruder is actually my companion, more likely…butler? What is this all about!

I couldn't utter a word. I couldn't react, hell, I just don't know how to react. Maybe it's true. Maybe it isn't. How should I know? I lost my memory! Darn it.

Sebastian then grabs Souma on his sleeves and lifted him above, banging on the door. That shocked me too. However I am busy in my still shocking self, so there's no way I could react and save that Souma from the raging butler. "Your group tempts to kill my Young Master? You had dared to kill him?"

"Uwah, no no no no Mister Man in a Black Suit! It was my boss who did; he hit Ciel on the head with a hard metal. He fainted and was unconscious so my boss decided to finish him off. But I had saved him! I was even kicked out in the group because I defended Ciel! I never intended to kill anyone, steal yes, kill no! Please forgive me, Ciel is now yours!" Souma begged and defended. Sebastian glares at him in ferocity much more.

"The moment he woke up I didn't expect him to have amnesia! But he did! I was shocked, and because I was a bit drunk at that time I had proclaimed and declared at him that I'm his master though I'm totally not. I had said everything, that's all I know, that's all I've done. Please don't burn me in hell!" the guilty bandit added, still pleading.

Sebastian loosens his grip on the young man and let him slides down to the floor. He seems convinced by Souma's explanations and decided not to waste his time anymore. He turned around and went closer at his master and grabs his hand. "Young Master, you heard it. I think that's enough for you to wake up from these misunderstandings. We need to go now. And about losing your memory, you have nothing to worry about it. It will be soon solved."

His hands that were like flames are now burning me. I feel hot every time he touches any part on my body. Darn it. But because of that I had seemed to reawaken. I had my conscious back from the torment of great shocked. He starts to move his feet forward, dragging me. But I stopped. I grabbed my hands back and said, not looking at him. "Give me one day. One day to think this over."

He seemed shocked by that. But in the end he sighed. He smiled at me. "If that's what you want Young Master, then, I shall grant it by all means. However, after one day, the decision is still mine. No matter, I'll drag you home even I am to oppose your orders."

I glared at him with perplexed face, I almost puckered my brow and I tilted my head once again. "In one condition though. Don't ever dare to hurt this stupid, liar, idiot, absurd guy behind me. After all, he was the one who saved me. I hope it is clear Mister-"

"Sebastian Michaelis, always at your side, Young Master." He finished. After that, he vanished in a sudden for I don't exactly know how he did.

End of Flashbacking…

'So that's it. But, can anyone please explain to me why the hell he is now at our back? What the hell is that guy doing here? I thought I had made it clear to him last night that I need to think it over. I need space. How could I ever have that space if his presence always disturbs me?'

Ugh! Surely, I'm going to lose my temper. His glares behind me though I can't see it, seems like they are stabbing me! The moment I woke up and had exited the door, Sebastian was already standing in front of it. Greeting, smiling and bowing and then he had followed me along the street. I'm starting to think that he's more likely a stalker than a butler. And besides, just knowing he's at my back keeps me shuddering all inside, feels like some butterflies are in my stomach. Darn it.

And what more? Despite that Sebastian and my amnesia matters, I have problems that I must deal first this day. I mean, I'm tired. Exhausted. Thirsty. I want to lay in bed instead of roaming around. I hate that damned sun. I hate the rays. The brightness it shone. Everything. I could feel my skin is like having rashes, it burned. My eyes, it hurt. I even slowed down my pace in walking, my feet were drained out. I feel so weak.

Darn it.

"Young Master, you should wear this cloak." I was then startled when that guy, I mean, Sebastian suddenly spoke out behind me.

"Why would I wear that? I don't even need it." I answered in a pissed tone. I wasn't looking at him. I dared not to, afraid to meet those enticing red eyes. It seems melting me. Total Darn It.

"You should because I want you to." Came the reply.

"Wear it yourself, stupid." I retorted. He fell silent after that but I know, he's still following me. I could hear the low tapping of his foot behind my back. I then frowned the moment I saw Souma ahead of us, waving his hands on me. As if, he is indicating I must go there. He's something stupid that you can't change no matter what, isn't he? Whatever, I don't care.

Huff! Now I feel dizzy. Seems like my life force and energy were drained out, even single ounce is out. Oh man, what a predicament. I feel so…really….really…weak…. I wanna go to…sleep. Feels weak, must go to sleep. Ugh!

Curse that sun. Today is really strange, the rays of the sun is super hot. Is it me or someone had noticed it too? Is it me or am I just still sleepy? Is it me or I'm really dizzy that I feel like…I could see like….as if… what the? Is it me or my skin is really burning???????! Burning? What the hell!

I'm sick, it seems. I feel so really we……a……..k.

After that last letter, I'm fifty-nine point nine percent sure that I fainted in a sudden. I collapse. However, I'm ninety-nine point nine percent certain that someone had caught me before I fall off the ground. And conclusively, I'm one hundred point zero-zero percent sure that it was Sebastian.

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