Disclaimer: I do NOT own Kuroshitsuji in any way.

Warnings: Language.

Chapter Three

"Sebastian"

A warm hand on his forehead made him groan and try to move away. A dull headache made him certain of the fact that he must be alive, as well as the pain in his back. His stomach made itself known to him when it rumbled furiously, protesting the forced diet. A lost consciousness slowly made its way back where it belonged and Ciel opened his lonely eye. Only to be even more confused.

Where the hell am I? He thought as he stared into a white ceiling.

"Welcome back." A stoic looking doctor said harshly. Ciel flinched. He was at the hospital? No, no, no, this isn't happening..! The very source of his nightmares had him in his claws. He fixed his eye on the ceiling and let out a shuddering slip of air.

Okay…just breathe Ciel. You're okay, no one's dead. Breathe. You can do thi-

"Young Phantomhive, what are you doing here, again?" Doctor 'no-facial-expression' questioned him. "This is the fourth time the past three months. And this time you were blacked out for more than three whole hours. Also, we dried you off, since your back was covered in mud. Your sweater has been washed and dried. It's on the bed, by your feet."

Ciel snapped out of his unpleasant thoughts "Uh, what-" Ciel sat up groggily in the hospital bed, his head leaving the pillow, hair already dry.

"Were you aware that you are on the brink of starvation?" Said doctor pushed up his glasses further and looked at him sternly.

Ciel's mind began functioning properly again and recognized the boring doctor. It was Doctor Spears. He was the doctor that had tried his best to save his eye. He was a good doctor, only a bit…well, he had trouble understanding other's emotions and fears. The brink of starvation? Doesn't he think I know that! I do my bloody best to survive for God's sake! Ciel sighed and swung his legs over the edge of the bed.

"Doctor Spears, I'll just be going now. Nice to see ya' and thanks for washing my sweater or whatever-" Ciel put some weight on his feet, firmly planted on the floor to make sure they could hold him when he climbed out of the bed.

He snatched his black sweater and pulled it over his head, but when he had it half-way on, he suddenly stopped his ministrations as he noticed a man sitting in one of the guest chairs far off by the wall.

He was obviously tall; his head was a mess of black locks who looked even more unruly as they had been allowed to air dry after the rain, and he was dressed in a black set of jogging pants and a t-shirt. Wait…isn't that…the creep in the park? What the hell is he doing here?! Ciel's thoughts were abruptly interrupted by the Doctor's voice once more.

"You, young man, are not going anywhere, until I am certain you can take care of yourself. Do you have the phone number to your aunt? I'll call her for you to make sure she comes right away to pick you up. I will not let you leave the hospital alone, not this time."

Ciel's head snapped towards the doctor, "No! I-I mean…I don't have it. Um…we don't have a phone." Ciel finished pulling on his clothes (he gave up) and held his face in his hands, rubbing at his aching temples. He felt a massive head ache creeping up on him and it would attack soon, if he didn't get out of here now. Hospitals made him remember.

"You are lying. I know you have a cell phone. If you don't have any money on it, you can use the phone right there." The Doctor's right finger pointed towards the corridor.

Ciel suddenly looked up at the doctor again, "Have you seen my bag? Do you know where it is?"

The doctor simply pointed to his bag, lying on the nightstand beside his bed. "It's right there. You know, you really don't look too well, Ciel."

"Oh...I see." Ciel pulled his bag towards him, and slipped it on his back. "Really, doctor Spears, I'm fine, I promise. I was just a little faint, that's all… Can I leave this place if I go with him? He's an adult and I really don't want my aunt to find out I went to the hospital, just because I fainted…please?" Ciel pointed towards the 'creep' in the corner with a (very ill-faked) pleading look at the doctor.

"That is the civilian who brought you here. He said he wanted to stay and wait for you to wake up. Do you even know him? He told us nothing about you and doesn't seem to know you at all. I strongly advise you to call your au- "

"I do know him! His name is Sebastian, and he…likes jogging. Isn't that enough?" Ciel was already standing, only wobbling a little, looking intently at the physician.

"Come on Mr. Spears! You know me; I wouldn't waste time with a stranger, would I?"

Doctor William T. Spears hated children, most of all teenagers. Especially the one in front of him right now. After all he had done for him; he wouldn't even listen two minutes to his advice. Such a little brat. The doctor slumped his shoulders and let out an annoying sigh.

Why did he even care? That boy was old enough to take care of himself, he'd probably just been too caught up in one of those stupid videogames young people seemed to be glued to these days…He wasn't the poor kid who lost both his parents and an eye in one evening anymore. Doctor Spears had finally had enough for one morning. He really needed his morning coffee. Right now.

"You know what Ciel, stop wasting my time and get out of here, if you are feeling fine. If you really know that man, you are free to leave. You're old enough to make your own decisions. Just…do me a favour. Start eating properly again." The doctor fixated his glasses, glanced at the dark-haired man, frowned and turned to walk away.

Still sitting on the edge of the bed, Ciel stood up and sighed with relief. That was, until that stranger approached him.

"You okay?" Sebastian looked at the seemingly fragile teen in front of him and brushed his long fingers through his black hair as he spoke.

"I'm fine. Leave me alone." Ciel mumbled sourly and walked towards the door, but he stopped when he felt that man's hand on his shoulder. Again. He shuddered in sudden disgust.

"You are most certainly not fine. What's up with your aunt? Why wouldn't you call her?"

"That's none of your business. Get your hands off of me." Ciel didn't dare move.

"Not until you tell me what's wrong. Why are you starving yourself?" Sebastian knew he was feeding an unhealthy interest with the teen and his life. Why did he care? He didn't know. He just did.

"I'm not! What, you think I have a death-wish?! Just... leave me the hell alone!" Ciel jerked out of the grip and rushed out into the corridor, Sebastian high on his heels. Ciel didn't look behind him once as he dashed towards the reception desk.

Slamming his both palms against the receptionist's desk, she jolted out of whatever trance she had been in when he tried to get her attention by talking to her. She seemed to have had her eyes fixed on something behind Ciel. Something that was quite tall, with dark hair and amber eyes, complete with a mischievous smirk. Ciel just sighed.

"I'm leaving the hospital now. My name is Ciel Vincent Phantomhive." He tapped his fingers on her desk, waiting impatiently for her to finish typing. He gave an annoyed glance behind him, towards the man who still refused to stay out of his business, and stared angrily at him.

A light tapping was the only sound in the empty space as the receptionist moved her fingers quickly over the computer's keys.

"I'm sorry, Mister Phantomhive, but you are underage and you need a parent to pick y-"

"Excuse me, miss, I am his friend and he was allowed to leave the hospital as long as I watched over him, according to doctor Spears. Please check with him, if you'd like."

Sebastian had shoved Ciel aside, leaning over the desk and speaking in a low, sensual voice. Ciel could see her brain stop running. He chuckled at the silly woman. Maybe that guy could be useful? He mentally slapped himself. Sebastian is my ticket out of here, nothing else, don't forget that, Ciel! he thought. Then he grinned as he saw the woman trying to look sexy whilst filling in a paper for him.

"Thank you, miss." Sebastian took the document she held out for him and smiled seductively, as she purposely was leaning forward to make her breasts look bigger. Sebastian merely kept smiling and turned towards Ciel. "See? Now, what would you have done without me?" Sebastian smirked at him.

"Tch! I wouldn't have ended up here in the first place." He snatched the paper out of Sebastian's hands. "Now get me out of here!" Ciel stood with his back straight, lone eye determined and his arms rebelliously crossed over his chest.

Then his stupid stomach ruined everything. It gave out a very loud growl which echoed in the large hall and Sebastian gave out an amused chuckle at his shocked expression.

"You're just too cute, aren't you?" A light pat was delivered to Ciel's pale cheek and with no obvious reason; he blushed furiously at the sudden contact.

"What do you think you're doing? Don't touch me!" Ciel desperately tried to fan the blush away, but of course it didn't work. It might have become even more obvious.

"Alright, I'm sorry Ciel." Sebastian held up his hands in defeat.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. I'm leaving this place." Ciel started walking towards the exit, with a smiling Sebastian in tow.

Outside, the raining had stopped. A few merry birds could be found in the nearby trees, singing their chirpy melodies. Ciel just marched on, bag on one shoulder, his head low, determined to get rid of that 'creep' behind him as soon as possible and maybe get something to eat at last.

"Hey! Ciel, what's the hurry?" Sebastian caught up in no-time and just started jogging beside the intriguing dark-haired teen with the blue, oh, so blue eye. And thus, a very intelligent conversation started:

"I'm going home. Leave me alone."

"Nope."

"I said leave."

"Will not."

"Whatever, creep."

"You hungry?"

"..."

Ciel stopped. Sebastian followed suit.

"Why? Are you going to buy me food, just so you can drug me and rape me?! You fucking sick bastard! Fuck you!" Ciel started in a low whisper, but when he was done; his voice broke as he screamed right in the man's face.

"What? No, I-" Sebastian was honestly surprised at the teens reaction. What the hell has happened to him?! Sebastian took a careful step closer towards the teen who backed away.

"Just leave, please leave me alone…" Ciel didn't look at him. He kept his eye on the ground as he whispered the sentence over and over and he turned and slowly walked in the other direction.

This time Sebastian didn't follow him, he just stood there, staring after the young man, quite shocked.

Then he quickly said, "You're starving. It really is quite obvious, you know. Your cheeks are beginning to hollow out. And your wrists are so very thin." These words, spoken carefully from the heart, made Ciel stop once more. And scream, he did.

"Why do you care!? Why do you care when no one else has ever cared before?!" Ciel started shaking as he slowly turned to face Sebastian, marching back to him, just for the sake to be able to bust the creep's eardrums with his screaming.

His hands clenched into fists, tears beginning to burn behind his eyelids and he felt faint again. Probably due to all the screaming. But he wouldn't faint, no, he would not faint! "I asked, why do you CARE?!"

"Because I want you to live!" Sebastian was now equally angry, staring at the teen, keeping his gaze steadily locked on to that one, visible blue orb that contained so much heartbreak, so much pain. "Please, don't waste your life away. You're still young, there's so much more to do, to see and to feel. It pains me to see someone suffer like this."

Ciel was stunned. He didn't know what to say to this strange man. As he opened his mouth to speak, it felt like all air went out of him and the words came out in a hoarse whisper, "B-but…you don't know me. Why would you care if I lived or died?" Ciel stared at him in shock.

"I don't know you, that's right. But I want to help you. I can see your suffering in that eye of yours." Sebastian's shoulders slumped down. "I never meant to hurt you, please, just listen to me-"

Sebastian's speech was cruelly interrupted by Ciel's growling stomach. They both looked up at the same moment and Ciel blushed, trying to hug his stomach out of growling. It did not work, surprisingly enough.

Sebastian smiled gently at him. "I'm already too late for work to even dare showing my face there. Let's get you something to eat, okay?"

"N-no, I don't know you-"

"I'll let you order at McDonald's, I'll just pay for it. If you are drugged, well, at least I didn't do it then. Deal?" Sebastian tilted his head and smiled.

Ciel stared at him. The mere thought of cheeseburgers made his mouth water and before he even opened his mouth, his stomach had decided for him (rumbling louder than ever) and Ciel sighed, admitting defeat and approached Sebastian warily.

"Okay…let's go then."

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