A/N: Thanks for reviewing, following and favoriting my story! I should probably wait with uploading this until tomorrow, but I don't care, so here's an early MERRY CHRISTMAS! Didn't expect that? Hurrhurr.

Warnings: Swearing and stuff :'c

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Ciel stared at the king, wide-eyed. He wanted to say that he didn't know, that it wasn't any of his business anyway, but he couldn't manage to open his mouth to speak. Lance had told him a while ago that someone he knew had been caught sneaking into the king's castle, and that person had never been seen alive again.

Ciel tried to think in a more positive way. He told himself that it could be any other demon, it didn't necessarily have to be Lance, but who else would be stupid enough to try to get into the castle?

Dammit, that idiot.

"I.." Ciel tried to say something, but his mouth felt as dry as sand. Where was Lance? Was he alright? Why the HELL did he come back?

"Well?" Sebastian asked, seemingly enjoying the boy's worrying.

"..Could you describe him to me? I'm sure there's a lot of purple-haired demons here," the small demon muttered, lowering his gaze. He tried to look as indifferent as he could, and he tried to think more.. rationally. He didn't care about Lance. Even if it probably was Ciel's fault for making him come, he hadn't asked him to do anything. But still...

"Quit the act, brat. You know who I'm talking about." Sebastian's smile was suddenly replaced by an annoyed scowl, making the younger demon meet his cold eyes, keeping his pride.

"So what? I don't care what happens to him," he said, even though he knew that it was not true. To be honest, he felt a bit guilty about leaving him alone all those years ago, and dragging him into this shit was not exactly a good thing.

"Yeah right. That idiot tried to sneak into the kitchen to poison my food. He didn't know that if he did, and the servants hadn't noticed anything, you'd also end up dead. Ah well, my servants wouldn't make such a ridiculous mistake," the king said and sent the boy a cruel smile. His lips were curved up, but his eyes were as cold as ice. "You want to know where he is, right?"

"Damn right I do!" Ciel yelled, finally losing his composure. "What the hell have you done to him?!"

He stared at the king with eyes filled with anger and worry. He hated having to sit in the same room as the man who had once been his butler. He hated it!

To be honest, he had felt something for the man before. It was certainly not a romantic feeling, but it was not close to the bitter hatred he felt right now. He wanted to put his hands on that slender neck of his and squeeze the life out of him. He wanted to take one of the knives on the table and stab him repeatedly, right in the heart. But he couldn't.

Even if he tried to do something like that, one of Sebastian would probably be able to stop him. Most likely. Also, he wasn't sure if he could make himself do it. In a way, the only thing that made Ciel feel a tiny bit human was his few memories, and of course, Sebastian was almost everything he could remember.

But Lance..

"He's fine, we just drugged him down a bit," Sebastian replied calmly.

"HE'S FINE?! WHAT THE HELL?!" Ciel practically screamed. He got up from the chair and grabbed the man's collar and pulled him slightly closer, until their faces were only inches apart. "If you hurt him, I swear you're fucking dead."

The cold smile on Sebastian's face didn't disappear. Actually, it seemed to become even wider. "Calm down, boy. We just didn't want him to create such a ruckus. I can assure you, he is alright."

"Why the heck are you doing this? Is it funny to you? Do you get some kind of sick pleasure from it?" the small demon hissed, his face practically glowing in anger.

"Calm down, I said."

"You like it, don't you?! You fucking sadistic bastard!"

Suddenly, the crack of skin contacting skin echoes off the walls, and Ciel nearly fell to the floor because of the force put in the slap. His head had been whipped to the side, and a big, red mark was showing on his cheek. A stinging sensation was lingering on his face, but it didn't last for too long. The shock was still a bit too much for him, and he let go of the man's collar to touch his own cheek. It felt numb.

"I told you to calm down." Sebastian looked at him with a way too serious face. It was annoying, but Ciel was sure that no matter what he said, he would probably get hit again, so he remained silent, before slowly sliding down in the chair again.

Sure, the slap had hurt, but what hurt the most at the moment was his pride. He couldn't believe that he had been slapped, and by Sebastian nonetheless. It was too humiliating.

"Now that you have calmed down can we maybe finish our talk," Sebastian said and leaned back in his throne, resting his arms on the armrests.

Swallowing, the boy nodded and looked up to meet his eyes. When they locked eyes, he didn't say anything, he just glared.

"Won't you start off by telling me who he is and how you know him?" the king asked.

Ciel let out a small, annoyed growl and put his feet on the table, earning an irritated look from Sebastian, which he ignored. "His name is Lance. Not long after you left me,

I met him and we were together for about two years. Anything more you wanna know?"

Sebastian seemed quite pleased with the answer. He smiled and tilted his head mockingly, looking at the boy. "I thought you didn't care whether you were alive or not when you became a demon. Before I left, you were certainly not very happy about anything, so I was sure you would just lie down and die when I wasn't with you," he said.

"What the hell? I do have some willpower, you know!"

Sebastian chuckled. "It didn't seem like that before. Anyway, let's move on. Why did you steal that soul?"

The boy rolled his eyes and snorted. "Not everyone are rich kings like you. I simply did what I had to to survive. The poor steal from the rich and all that."

"Hm, you didn't have that opinion when you were a human," the older male said and turned his gaze towards something distant in the air.

"Well, I'm not human, am I? Also, I would do anything to live, even if it would mean stealing and betraying. Nothing matters as long as I get what I want," Ciel nearly snarled at him. He did his best to keep his voice as calm as possible, not liking the idea of getting hit again.

"Oh? Then what about.. Lance, was it?" Sebastian's smirk grew wider.

"Lance is different, but I wouldn't hesitate to harm him if I had to." The words were wrong, and Ciel knew it. He didn't know why he had said that, but he couldn't take it back. Maybe those were his true feelings after all..?

Geez, it didn't matter anyway. Since he was going to live here from now on, (and probably get killed) he wouldn't have to worry about Lance anymore. If Lance got out, that is.

"I see. Another question then: Why did you call yourself Noir earlier today?" the king asked, his eyes placed firmly on the boy's face, trying to look after any kind of reaction.

Ciel narrowed his eyes slightly at the question, even though he wanted to seem indifferent. "As I said before, it's none of your business."

Sebastian noted the boy's reaction. "And as I said before, everything is my business. I am the king, remember? Last time, you didn't tell me because you thought you were going to die, but now you know that I'm not going to kill you. So tell me, why did you call yourself 'Noir'?"

"Fuck you."

"What, you don't want to tell me?" Sebastian asked, acting disappointed. He hadn't really thought Ciel would answer that question, but he had asked anyway.

"Get me out of here. I want to see Lance, and I want to see him now," Ciel growled and got up from his chair, looking at the man with anger clearly written all over his face.

"I'm afraid he's still all drugged down, so you won't be able to see him before tomorrow," Sebastian replied swiftly.

"Tch, whatever. I'm done talking to you."

The king nodded slightly. "Alright then. The servants will escort you to your room," he said in an indifferent voice, before snapping his fingers loudly.

The door opened, and two servants appeared. They both had raven-black hair and shining, emerald eyes. Their faces were almost exactly alike, and it was kind of hard to tell what gender they were.

Strange, Ciel thought to himself as he started following them to his room.

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