Chapter Three

In the basement, there was no concept of time. There was not a clock in the basement, and with no windows, Ciel had no idea whether it was night or day outside. There were only the mealtimes when Sebastian came downstairs with a tray of food.

Sebastian was always nice to Ciel, giving him his food and sitting at the table for what felt like an hour, just talking to him. Ciel never replied. He remained silent the entire time, not even talking when Sebastian wasn't there.

A week after Ciel was put into the basement; Sebastian came downstairs with his food, like always. But this time, he had a newspaper and food for himself as well. He sat down at the table with his food, and set Ciel's down across the table. Sebastian opened the newspaper he had and started reading, humming softly to himself. Ciel slowly walked to the table and sat down silently, looking down at his food.

"Your family must really care about you. It's only been a week, and they've put an ad in the paper. They even have a reward." Sebastian told him, letting Ciel see the paper. He was surprised. Ever since Alois was adopted a month ago, Rachel and Vincent hardly talked to him, other than to give him chores to do. Sebastian watched his reaction, letting his eyes scan over the teenager's expression. "You shouldn't be surprised. Parents have complicated ways of showing they care." Ciel looked up at Sebastian, not expecting the concern he was showing.

Ciel and Sebastian finished their food, and instead of walking back upstairs with the dishes, Sebastian stayed in the chair. "We should get to know each other, since we'll be living together for quite a while." He said in a slightly cold voice. Fear eased its way back into the forefront of Ciel's mind. He wasn't expecting his kidnapper to want to know anything about him.

Sebastian sighed and ran a hand through his dark hair. "I'll go first. My name is Sebastian. I like classical music and art, and I don't like to watch television. My favorite color is blue . Anything else you want to know now?" A small smile that made its way onto Sebastian's face fell when Ciel didn't say anything. Anger began to fill the man. "Why won't you say anything? Say something! Show some emotion! Speak!" He was yelling, making Ciel more afraid than ever. He was shocked silent, staring up at the furious man. Sebastian huffed impatiently and glared down at the shaking teenager.

He turned away to walk back upstairs and Ciel stood up from the table. Sebastian turned back and slapped him, staring down emotionlessly at the red mark blooming across his cheek. Ciel was holding the side of his face in shock from where he was knocked to the floor of the basement. "Next time I take the time to come down here, you will talk to me." He picked up the dishes and went upstairs, slamming the door behind him and locking the door completely.

Ciel felt hot tears run down his face. He slowly made his way back to the bed and curled up in a ball under the blanked. Nobody has ever hit me like that. He thought as he started sobbing into his hands. Where Sebastian hit him was throbbing, even though the sting had faded.

Upstairs, Sebastian was pacing throughout his bedroom. You will talk to me, Ciel. No matter what I have to do.

Hey. I don't think this chapter is as good as it could be, but I hope you like it