MeyRin shifted quickly through a stack of bills while Finny and Bardroy talked quietly among themselves. She didn't know how something like this could happen. How would the young master be reincarnated when Sebastian devoured his soul? What if Sebastian never devoured his soul? Did he predict this? Did he want there to be a reincarnation?

"MeyRin, are you alright?" Finny leaned over the counter.

"Yes...I suppose I am, or will be." She signed the last check and sealed the envelope.

"Do you like this new Ciel?" Bardroy asked no one in particular.

Finny and MeyRin exchanged glances and shrugged. "We're fine with her. She's happier than Young Master was...interesting." Finny said thoughtfully.

They stood there awkwardly until Sebastian came into the room. Their faces crinkled in laughter when they saw him in his night-clothes. He was wearing sweat pants and a white t-shirt. "Sebas-Sebastian! Ha-a! What the hell are you wearing?!" Bardroy doubled over.

"Comfy clothes. Start the breakfast preparations would you?" Sebastian cracked his knuckles.

Demons normally didn't sleep, but they could force themselves to, which was sort of amazing. Sebastian started coffee and sighed. Ciel, he thought, pouting a little, where has the time gone? I've waited years for you to return. And now I have you again. I won't let you go. I want you to be with me forever.


I opened my eyes slowly to see that I was in a different bedroom, not the one which Sebastian first showed me. What threw me off a little was the ruffle of blankets on the other side of the bed. What the hell? Someone had slept in here with me...Sebastian probably. What was with him? He couldn't have been in love with me, right? That would be wierd for the others, wouldn't it? I got up and shuffled down the stairs. Yawning, I entered the overly sized kitchen and wrapped my arms around Sebastian's waist. I was going to tease him a bit.

"Yo-Ciel! W-Would you like some breakfast?" MeyRin jumped up and headed over to the fridge.

"No, I'm okay. Are you always this jumpy?" I said and chuckled a little.

"Yes, unfortunately, I am."

"Sebastian, where're Claude and Alois?" I asked quietly.

He looked down at me and smirked. "The living room."

I walked slowly to the living room and plopped down on the couch next to Claude. His posture was too good for it to be seven in the morning. Quickly standing up, I leaned over him. "You needa relax!" I pushed his chest back so he was slouching.

"Says the girl who asks questions over everything." Alois giggled a little. Her blonde hair was ruffled and messed up.

I smiled and sat down again. The manor was wa-a-a-ay too elegant. It gave me a headache. After a few minutes, I decided to explore that hidden room a little more. Alois and Claude had started conversation, so I easily made my way to the bookcase. I pulled the book and the door opened. I was half-expecting Alois to follow me, but I doubted she would. She was head-over-heels for Claude, I could just see it.

As I made it to the door, I kept thinking I heard papers rustling on the other side...which creeped me out a little. I entered the room to see someone sitting at the desk. What. The. Hell?! The person was me. But, not me. I'm not going to say all that I said when I saw the portrait, but, you know where I'm getting at. The Ciel Phantomhive was sitting at the desk staring at me. I stifled a scream as my eyes widened. "I-I'm dreaming." I muttered.

"No, I'm sorry to say, you're not. Hello, Ciel." Ciel stood up and approached me. Backing up, my heart raced. I was literally scared. "Don't be afraid of me, I'm your grandfather after all."

"You're like thirteen years old!" I screeched.

"No...more like two-hundred. Ciel, I'm only in this form because this is how most people remember me." He approached me. And, again, I back up, hitting the wall.

I sunk down to the floor and hugged my knees. "This can't be true."

"Get off the floor. Making a silent speech to a fake audience wont get you anywhere in life. If you keep relying on others to come saving you, you're not going to end up anywhere but drowning in your own despair." Ciel held out his hand. I took it and stood up. I was his height, short for a sixteen-year-old.

"I don't rely on others." I said softly.

"Oh, quit denying it. You know you do. You just relied on me to help you up. There's not going to be someone there every time you fall. You have to learn to walk on your own and suck it up when you fall. You're going to fall before you're perfect. You're going to lose many games before you can master the art of it yourself. So, stop all your crying and complaining and deal with the pain. Deal with the fate that your life has already set for you. In the end, you're just another pawn." With that, Ciel disappeared, leaving me alone. I ran over to the desk and picked up the documents.

'Remember what I told you. It'll help you out until everything is worthless.' Was written on a notepad. I ripped out that paper and placed it in my pocket. I grabbed a few documents with it and folded them too. I retreated out of the room and ran up to the bedroom. I shoved them down in the bottom of my suitcase and sighed. What just happened to me?

"Ciel, we're going out. Come on." Sebastian came in and grabbed my hand, leading me out of the room.

As we loaded into the car, Ciel's words kept fluttering into my head over and over. You're going to fall before you're perfect. You're going to lose many games before you can mast the art of it yourself.


Hey guys! Can someone PM me some ideas for what they should do when they 'go out'? I need some ideas! The best one will be featured and I'll publically thank the suggestor. Thanks for reading so far! :)