A/N: Oh hai dar. Thanks again for your reviews, favorites and follows, I'm very grateful to you. Now, before you read this chapter, there is something I need to say. This chapter might seem slightly offensive for someone, as I have written a small paragraph about racism etc. Sorry to those of you who are easily offended~

Warnings: Language, OOC, offensive?

Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji or any of the characters.

"She's coming? She won't do anything, will she? The last time she tried, you almost killed her. You know, I'm surprised she is still able to use that body after how you cut her up."

"Don't be too surprised. Don't you remember, she hardly ever uses her own body when she's fighting? Usually, she makes someone lend her their body, and no matter what happens to that body, as long as it doesn't completely stop working, she won't be hurt. That's what's so… annoying about her. No matter how many times I kill the vessel, she manages to leave the body before she dies."

"I hate the fact that she's the only one that can actually use other's bodies. Before, she used to be such a nice woman, using her abilities to help demons, for a little price, but not much…"

"Don't worry, we'll manage to kill her this time. I know we will," Sebastian said.

There was a small silence, and just as the boy took a step back, the door opened, and the two men came out. Calcifer didn't even bother sparing a small glance at the boy who was 'patiently' waiting for Sebastian to come, while the king himself stopped right in front of him and sent him a stern, if not slightly angry look.

"You didn't hear anything, did you?" he asked warily, throwing a glance at the other man who honestly didn't seem to care about their presence anymore.

The boy swiftly shook his head, thinking that it was probably the best thing to do. He had heard something he shouldn't, after all.

Who was 'she' anyway? Hannah Annafellows? It didn't make any sense, she was dead… 'It seemed she found out about Annafellows, huh. It must be someone else, I guess…' Well, it wasn't any of his business anyway. So what if they had to tighten the security around them? So what if someone was going to maybe attack the castle, or something? It was not as it he couldn't defend himself, and he knew damn well that Sebastian could. As for the others in the castle… They were probably trained for something like that, so they'd manage. One person could surely not be strong enough to bring down a whole castle full of guards. It was fine.

"Is there anything I should know?" he asked in a moment with not thinking.

The king looked at him for a few seconds, before heaving a sigh, shaking his head slightly. "No, it's not something that concerns you," he said, though Ciel could hear a hint of doubt in his voice. Did he know that he had been listening?

"..I see," he replied, his eyes narrowing.

They stayed silent for a while, eyeing each other suspiciously. Sebastian, because he probably thought the boy might have heard their conversation, and Ciel, because he knew that the king was trying to hide something from him. Possibly something big, too.

"So…" He frowned. "Is there anything else we're supposed to do, or are we going back to the castle again?" He did find it a bit strange that Sebastian had asked him to take some food with him if this was the only thing they were going to do, though he was not going to say that. From what he had seen, Sebastian got mad very easily. It was not a bit like when he was the boy's butler. Though Ciel couldn't remember much, he knew that Sebastian had hardly ever acted out of his feelings. At least not towards him.

"Actually, there is somewhere I'd like to take you," Sebastian said, holding out his arms in a gentleman-like manner, smirking at him.

The boy rolled his eyes and grabbed the outstretched arm, glaring at whatever came into his field of sight. He didn't as much as look at the man who was currently leading him out of the manor. Instead of taking him back to the carriage, Sebastian was walking the exact opposite way.

"Where are we going?" Ciel asked angrily, finally looking up at the man with eyes filled with annoyance.

The king flashed a cruel smirk down at him, sending shivers down his back. "Just follow me. Oh, and don't think about trying to escape, because it would only be in vain anyway." He chuckled coldly.

Ciel's expression turned ice cold, and he moved his gaze away, fixing it on the ground as they walked. "I know, you don't have to remind me…" He sighed, running his fingers through his soft locks as a sign of irritation. "There's no point anyway. I suppose Lance is still at the castle, and he would probably be executed or something if I suddenly disappeared. Plus, you would probably send someone out after me, am I right?" He couldn't help but snort at his own words. Almost everything he had just said was total bullshit from his side. First of all, Sebastian wouldn't give two shits about it, though he might actually get mad enough to send someone out to kill him, since the boy would have done the exact opposite of what he had been told. Also, Ciel couldn't care less if trying to escape would be 'in vain'. He might even succeed, and after that, he just needed to get far away. At least far enough not to get followed by some annoying soldiers, or servants, or whatever the hell they were. If Lance heard about him escaping, he would have surely found a way out himself, when there was no Ciel there to hinder him.

These were his thoughts, but he didn't say any of them. Saying too much could ruin everything.

"Well, of course. You're my property now, after all," Sebastian replied, making the boy stop dead on his tracks, his eyes widening until they were about as big as they could be. The man looked at him with amusement, arching a brow.

"..What did you say?" Ciel asked, his voice completely stiff.

"I said that you're my property," Sebastian said, "which means that everything of yours, including yourself, belongs to me. Not that you have anything of value."

"What king of nonsense is that? There's no way I'd just stay calm and accept it when you say something like that! I belong to nobody but myself!" the boy yelled, letting go of Sebastian's arm as if he had been burned.

"Well, it's true, isn't it? As long as you live in the castle, you belong to me. And believe my words, I won't ever let you leave."

Ciel glared up at him, gritting his teeth and using all of his self-control to refrain from hitting the man with all his might, knowing that there would be consequences. "Why would you want that? Surely, your hate for me would make it disgusting to be around me, much less be the one that's keeping me alive."

Sebastian's eyes turned cold as ice as he looked down at the boy. The powerful look in his eyes made Ciel want to turn his gaze away from the burning, red ones that were glaring at him, but he felt that if there was no way his pride would allow that.

The king made a 'tch' sound at the boy's defiance, putting his hand up to his temple. "Don't flatter yourself," he said in a cruel voice that didn't sound like his own at all. "You're not even worthy of my hate. Do you know what I want, Ciel?" He stared at him with his eyes now void of emotion, and evil smile forming on his face. He leaned in, close enough for the boy to feel his chilly breath on his face. "I want revenge."

Ciel's eyes widened as the man suddenly pulled away, taking a beautiful, polished dagger up from his pocket. "You see, Ciel," he smirked, "you stole several years from my life, and I never got my reward for it. Now I'm doing the same to you."

He took a step closer to the boy, and put the dagger right up to his face, drawing a small, red line on his cheek.

Ciel stared up at him, almost terrified by the man's actions. "S-Sebastian?"

Sebastian merely laughed, putting the dagger back into his pocket. "Don't worry, I won't kill you. At least not now…"

The boy swallowed, finally averting his eyes. "If you're already planning on killing me, you might as well do it now. I won't become your little slave. If you are too thick-headed to understand that…" He frowned, shaking his head slightly. "…you do not deserve for me to even think about calling you a 'king'."

Sebastian stared at him for a few seconds, before tilting his head, chuckling softly. "You have a lot of guts to talk to me that way. You know that I can remove you from this world with just a flick of my fingers, and yet you dare to do something like that. I must say, I'm quite impressed."

Ciel was speechless. He had expected the man to strike at him, or at least get angry, but he had not expected him to actually find his words amusing.

He didn't have time to react when Sebastian suddenly put one of his arms around him, digging his fingers into his waist. He pulled him so close that he was squeezed against the man's side.

"Now," he heard Sebastian nearly hiss into his ear, "act like you're completely normal. We wouldn't want anyone to think you're a royal slave, would you now?"

Ciel's eyes went big, and he simply stared straight in front of himself, getting practically dragged forward by the other demon.

"Bastard," he whispered, gaining a small laugh from the man.

As they walked through the town, Ciel could feel several eyes on them. A small blush spread over his face when he noticed the position he and Sebastian were walking in. To the people around them, it probably looked horribly wrong.

'Oh my, isn't that the King?'

'Who is that person beside him?'

'Is that perhaps his fiancé?'

NO! He wanted to yell. YOU'RE WRONG!

How could anyone think that he was the king's fiancé? He was a male! Did the demons not care whether he was a man or a woman? It was completely different from the Human world. One time, Lance and Ciel had entered the human realm, and they had found out how cruel that world really was. The humans were disgusting creatures that didn't even accept the people of their own race. Homosexual people were deemed as filthy and unnatural. People with different-colored skin were seemingly 'strange' to the others. Those who didn't have the abilities everybody else had, were idiots to them.

Funny thing, though, that he had never even heard about something like that happening in Hell. In some ways, demons seemed kinder than the humans, even though they quite frankly just didn't care.

"Sebastian," Ciel whispered. "Can you let go of me? People are staring."

In response to this, the man only tightened his grip around him even more, snickering to himself.

The boy simply sighed and turned his face downward, trying to hide his face from the onlookers.

"This way," Sebastian said, taking a small turn into empty alleyway.

Something brightened up in the boy's head, and he started looking around almost frantically, as if he thought they were being watched. He had been there before, but it seemed that the memory had been completely wiped out of his head.

That's strange, he thought. He remembered... meeting someone here.

"What's wrong?"

He looked up at Sebastian, blinking in surprise. "Huh?"

The man's eyes were narrow as he looked down at the boy. He shook his head and turned his back to the other, walking further down the alleyway.

Now! Something screamed in the back of Ciel's mind. It's my chance to get away!

He stared at the man's back as he got further and further away from his sight. Wasn't he going to check if Ciel was trying to escape? Why did he seem so awfully confident? If he wanted to, Ciel could easily slip away now, and Sebastian wouldn't even notice.

He was just about to turn around and run away when a thought hit him. Lance. Would he really manage to get out of the castle by himself? It was Ciel's fault that he was there now, after all... What would happen if he just left him? Again... Would Lance be able to forgive him? Probably not... If he had only been able to talk to him before he went out, they might have planned something. But that was too late now.

He had to wait... They were going to the human realm in three days anyway, so it would be all right. Well, that's what he liked to think anyway. Right now, he could just follow Sebastian, and do what he wanted. It would be over in a few days, and he would never have to see the man again.

But... was that what he really wanted? Never seeing Sebastian again? He remembered lying on the ground, a few weeks after the demon had left him, just staring up at the sky. All of his thoughts had been centered around Sebastian. Questions like "Where is he now?" had been roaming through his head for so long, but then Lance had come into the picture. He had saved him the desperation he was in. Ciel couldn't be more grateful for that, even though he didn't show it in the slightest. Without Lance, he would most likely have been dead by now.

With a sigh, the boy followed Sebastian down the alleyway, doing his best to catch up with Sebastian's quick pace. "H-hey!" he yelled, trying to make the man at least slow down at least. Had he really just tried to abondon Ciel? How rude!

"Sebastian!" he shouted again, trying to gain the man's full attention. It seemed like an impossible task, looking at the way he was now.

"Ah, here it is," Sebastian said, stopping at the end of the alleryway.

"There is nothing here, you know..." Ciel said.

Sebastian grinned and put his hand up to one of the bricks on the wall, gently tapping it with his fingers. It gave a faint, echoing sound, signaziling that the brick was actually hollow.

"What the..." The boy stared at the brick wall as the man easily pulled the lone brick out. It contained a small, worn-out pouch that looked as if had been lying there for centuries. Did this belong to Sebastian? Why would he want to show it to Ciel?

"This..." Sebastian opened the pouch, revealing a beautiful sapphire ring. A memory stirred inside the boy's head, and he couldn't help but stare at the ring in awe. He knew that he had seen it before, but where? It looked an awful lot like the one he had before, but that couldn't be it. It had disappeared, though...

"Ciel." The boy's head jerked when he heard his name being called by the other. "This belongs to you. I found it by.. following your scent. I always thought you would come back to get it, so I've been checking this place almost every day. It's strange, really. I guess I wanted to find out if you were still alive to get it. Well, now that you are here, it's yours again," Sebastian said with a small smile, taking Ciel's left hand and putting the ring on his thumb.

The boy looked up at him, confused by the whole situation. He didn't even remember hiding the ring there in the first place, and he also had no memory of losing it. The weirdest thing, though, was what the man was saying. "You checked every day if I would come back? Why?" he asked, frowning slightly in bemusement.

Sebastian shrugged, putting the 'brick' back into the wall. "Who knows? Maybe I was actually hoping you wouldn't come back."

Ciel raised an eyebrow, looking down on the ring on his thumb. It seemed to fit perfectly, as if it was made for him. Maybe it actually was his ring. "Oh, I don't think so. I'm sure you missed me while I was away. Secretly, you hoped I would come back, so you wouldn't have to suffer from the seperation anymore, am I right? Hah, you're pathetic," he said, even though he knew he was only making everything up. There was no way what he said could have been true, but he still felt that he had to at least do something to hurt the man's pride a little bit. It seemed to have worked too, because as soon as he had uttered the last words, the man grabbed his collar and lifted him up from his feet.

"Don't be so cocky now, My Lord," he snarled, putting a lot of pressure on the last two words, "don't forget that you're still my servant, and nothing more. I gave you this ring for you to remember that, so don't think anything else. I can get anyone I want, so why would I bother trying to make someone like you like me? You're just a small, annoying brat that can't even learn how to dress himself."

"S-Shut up! I am not your servant, and I never will be! ..And I know how to dress myself!"

"Oh, congratulations then."

Ciel's face heated up in anger and embarrasment, and he turned his face away from the man to hide the shameful blush. Though, looking at the smirk forming on the king's face, it didn't seem to be very effective. "My, are you blushing, Ciel?" he asked in a clearly mocking voice.

"No."

"But you are~."

"Shut up."

The demon king laughed wholeheartedly, ruffling the boy's hair. "Alright. Shall we go back to the castle now? It's starting to get late, and I'm sure you're starting to get at least a little hungry now."

Ciel sighed. He had indeed gotten pretty hungry while they were outside, but he hadn't noticed it before now. "Okay."

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