When Ciel was found to be missing the next morning, the palace became chaotic. The remaining wives were called to the main hall where the king sat upon his throne, looking weary. "As you all know, Ciel has gone missing. I have sent guards out to hunt him down but, for your own protection, I feel you should be escorted to and from your rooms," Sebastian said and let out a soft sigh. "I apologise for any inconvenience."
Beast narrowed her eyes and folded her arms over her large chest. "And how do we know the kid hasn't simply run away into the arms of a lover like Alois did?" she snapped, clearly unhappy with the arrangements. Alois opened his mouth to snap back a retort but Sebastian beat him to it.
"Alois was kidnapped by an unknown foe," Sebastian replied. "He managed to get free and was found by my brother. Claude arranged the ball to discretely return Alois to me without causing much of a scene. He knows that I like to keep my affairs private. I am grateful to my brother for what he had done for me."
The wives were no convinced but, if Sebastian believed the two-faced blonde, then who were they to argue?
Cold. That's all Ciel really felt at the moment. Cold and alone. The rain pelted down on him as he made the long journey home. The only thing that really kept him going was the promise of food, a warm bed and someone who loved him. That's all he wanted. That was all he had ever wanted but ... Why? Why was it that it had been Alois Sebastian had chosen to love and treasure? Why couldn't it be him? Why couldn't it be Ciel? Was he so unlovable?
Finally, after three days walk, Ciel had finally arrived home. Exhausted and dehydrated, he banged on the door before he collapsed on the steps. He watched as the door opened before he fainted, passing out from the lack of water in his system.
The boy awoke again in a warm bed with his mother sitting on the edge of the bed, staring down at him. "Mama," he rasped then coughed. The blonde woman helped her son sit up before helping him drink a bowl of water. "Mama," he said again with a tired smile. "Missed you," he told her but she didn't exactly look impressed. In fact, Rachel didn't look happy to see her son at all. "Mama?"
"Oh, grow up, Ciel." She snapped. "Mama is for children. You're thirteen for Gods' sake."
Ciel blinked in surprise. "Wha...?"
"It's time you knew the truth, Ciel," Rachel said coldly. "Fourteen years ago, your father had an affair with my sister. She fell pregnant and had you. She pleaded for my forgiveness and allowed me to have you so that the Phantomhive name wouldn't be blemished. I just thank the gods that you inherited your grandmother's eyes and not Ann's." The blonde woman stood up, glaring at the boy who had been the result of her husband's affair. "You're nothing more than a bastard child."
As the door slammed shut behind Rachel once she had left, Ciel felt tears well up in his eyes.
As Ciel's world crumbled around him, he found himself packing food and retrieving his things. Once again, Ciel left the shelter of a warm bed and good food simply to find someone who would love him.
Sebastian paced his room, feeling restless. He couldn't find anything to distract himself from the loneliness that had been brewing in his heart since he had heard the news of Ciel's absence. He missed the blunette fiercely and no amount of sex with ...anyone could erase that. "How peculiar," he murmured to himself. The raven haired male looked round through his window, gazing into Ciel's room from the other side of the courtyard. "Where are you, love? What made you leave? Who took you, my little love? Why?"
No one answered and Sebastian could only sigh.
