The sun was growing from behind the trees, slowly, ever so slowly. It's orangerays shinning through the branches. Sebastian noticed this almost instantly. His sacred time alone was coming to a close. He cracked his bones once more before transforming back into his human form. The disguised demon stood and placidly walked back into the manor. It was time to prepare for the day ahead.

Sebastian fixed his cuffs as he strolled through the manor, the sun fully raised and shinning through the glass windows. He entered his master's room, going over to open the curtains like always.

However, the boy in the bed spoke, "No Sebastian. Keep them closed."

Sebastian raised an eye brow and turned to face the bed. This was odd. Young master usually gets up at the same time every morning with no difficulty. This may throw off the schedule.

Sebastian frowned. "Young Master, you have a schedule to attend to. I do not think it is best to–."

"Cancel everything planned for today." Ciel interrupted. "I feel ill."

As he spoke those words, his butler frowned deeper and cocked his head in concern, walking over and bending down to feel his young master's forehead.

"You are burning up..."

Sebastian tucked him in before walking out of the room. "I shall gather some remedies to cure this sudden illness."

Finnian, the little gardener, was skipping through the house with five large sackfuls of soil when he bumped into Sebastian who was passing by on the way to the kitchen.

"Good morning Mr. Sebastian!" He grinned and waved, causing his bags to slip.

Sebastian as quick as a viper, caught the bag and placed it back on top of the other four in Finny's arms.

"Be more careful." He sighed.

Finny blushed deeply. "I'm sorry... Hey! Is Master Ciel awake yet? I haven't seen him!"

"Unfortunately the young master has caught an illness and will be staying in bed today." The butler replied.

Finny's large green eyes widened. "Oh that's terrible!"

Sebastian nodded in response. "Yes, well, he will get the best of medicines."

With that, he carried on his way into the kitchen. He gathered up all the things he needed before heading back to the dark bedroom.

Meanwhile, as Sebastian was gone to get the medicine, Ciel had fallen asleep once more.

He was terribly sick. He felt like a corpse and he would frequently grow sweltering hot then ice cold. Over the corse of last night, he began

feeling these symptoms- he would get sick to his stomach and receive tremors.

How he had received this sickness he did not know.

But he got the most terrible dreams.

Ciel was laying still in his bed when suddenly smoke began to drift inside his room from the cracks of the door and walls.

It got hot. Very hot.

Master Ciel! You must get out! There is a fire!

That was Tanaka's voice. What was happening?! There was a fire! Ciel panicked and flew from his bed and towards the steaming door.

"Mother! Fath- AH!" The door handle was as hot as molten lava.

Ciel held his burnt hand to his chest and looked around the room, terrified.

"Mother!" He screamed, tears coming to his deep blue eyes.

Ciel, my darling boy, escape through the window.

He heard his mother's soothing voice from outside the window behind him. He turned around and rushed towards the large window, pushing it open with his non-burned

hand. He bent over the sill to see his mother's figure standing two stories down in the front yard.

He was told to jump.

Ciel's heart beat out of his little chest as he climbed up on top of the windowsill and clutched onto the side of the frame for support.

He has no choice. The flames were beginning to enter his room now.

He was crying now, his face stained with tears and soot.

"Mother I can't jump! I'll die!" He called down to her before glancing back at the flames and cringing.

He enlaced his fingers together and prayed that the fire would stop and he would be saved.

Nothing happened.

"WHY WON'T YOU HELP ME?! CAN'T YOU HEAR ME?!" Ciel screamed to the heavens.

The flames exponentially rose and whipped at his feet.

Ciel screamed in pain and sobbed.

"There is no god."

Leaning forward, the boy stepped a foot out and fell.

Now, this is what Sebastian Michaelis saw as he returned back to his master's bedroom. Thirteen year old Ciel was standing on the windowsill, clad

in his white nightgown, just about to jump from the open window.

He looked like he was in a daze just standing there. It was so eery and silent. It happened in a span of two seconds.

Before the boy had a chance in taking the leap, Sebastian dropped all he was holding and was at his young master's side, ripping him back from the window.

Sebastian held the boy tightly in his arms as they fell back, Ciel falling safely on his butler's chest. After a moment, Sebastian spoke. "Do you wish to die this early in time?"

He gently flipped Ciel around so the boy would be facing and laying on him. Sebastian caressed the side of his cheek with his large hand. Ciel's soul was no where near ready... He could not die yet. And how dare he for wanting to take his life in the middle of the contract. Sebastian couldn't help the slightly angered expression on his face.

However, Ciel suddenly groaned and snapped out of whatever he was in.

"S-Sebastian...?"

The boy looked weakly up at his butler before looking around the room.

His dream suddenly rushed back to him and he remembered the flames and the long drop to his death. He let out a pathetic whimper and gripped onto Sebastian's suit with his fragile hands.

"There was s-so much fire. M-Mother told m-me to j-jump."

Sebastian narrowed his eyes for a moment before suddenly understanding. He was sleep walking. His master had no wishes to die.

He simply had a vivid dream is all. That made the demon fell better as he looked into those teary, deep ocean blue eyes.

"It was only a dream, young master." He reassured, before beginning to sit up.

Ciel pressed his body closer onto his butler's, causing Sebastian to stay pinned to the ground beneath him. "Stay with me."

The demon smirked upon hearing those words. Ciel was truly submitting himself to Sebastian.

Pathetic affinity.

Was this boy really that blind to see what he was latching onto? A demon who was only here to fulfill a contract. Obviously he stuck around for no other

reason...

"I will never leave you." He whispered as he ran a hand through the boy's ash hair, the other caressing his cheek still. Such an adorable flesh. Pathetically weak, like all humans, but adorable.

Ciel was diaphanous. It made Sebastian's mouth water in that sweet sense.

But then, as he looked into those large eyes of the boy, he saw a whole collage of emotions and

feelings. Vengefulness, pain, grief, strength, pernicious, sinful. Those were the things that made Sebastian simply crave the young teen. The demon licked his lips unconsciously as he gazed upon this lovely brat of a boy.

"Sebastian." Ciel whispered. "You're looking at me oddly..."

The butler smirked wider, rubbing his thumb against Ciel's cheek. "Would you like for me to

run a bath for you, young master?"