I love this story so much. Mainly because it's so much fun to write. I can't stress that enough. Being able to see my story, these words that I've taken so much time and care to choose. But even more, I love the people who take time to read this. I love your guy's support and I hope you continue to like the story and everything.

Disclaimer: Just because I'm hiding in Sebastian's closet doesn't mean I own him. Or Ciel. XD

We're visiting Sebastian's point of view again. I just had to. *evil laugh* (It's not really a point of view is it? We're just getting inside Sebby's mind huh?)

"I love you."

...Wait, what?

Ciel's face, with his chin being held by Sebastian's slender fingers, had turned crimson red. As much as he hated to, Sebastian gently let go of the much shorter boy. Ciel stood there, in shock, fingers gently brushing his chin where Sebastian's hand had been.

What?

With a ghost of a smirk, Sebastian stepped back and gazed at the young boy.

Love?

With the same disconcerting smile, Sebastian spun on his heel and started tidying the bed.

Me?

He began stripping the bed of its sheets and pillowcases and whatnot.

I said what?

Sebastian gathered the sheets in his hands, with that blank smirk and dull stare returning, walked to the door. Sebastian spoke to the door, "I'll bring you some tea young master. I assume you aren't tired enough to go to bed again." It was true too. Sebastian surreptitiously snuck a peek at his silver pocket watch. It was already 10 o' clock, "You slept for quite a while. Would you like me to bring you something to eat as well?" He refused to turn around.

Ciel hesitated before answering, "No thank you Sebastian."

Sebastian excused himself with a slight, "Yes, my lord," and left the room.

As soon as he was out the door, Sebastian collapsed, leaning against the door. Why? Why did I say that? It just… slipped out. Just when Ciel had started to trust me. And now that he's a demon as well… it's… possible.

Sebastian, not wanting to make noise and alert the, probably preoccupied, boy inside his room, stood up and made his way to the kitchen.

But I left him. I was so distracted with what was going on with my parents and I, I… left. That can't happen again. I can't make him cry again. Sebastian had memorized the boy's face perfectly and was confident he could find him in a crowd, no matter how big, in a matter of seconds. What he could not imagine was the way Ciel's face had looked while crying. The big teary eyes, the strands of that silvery-blue-like hair clinging to his wet face, the way his nose crumpled up in sadness and frustration. Sebastian's chest hurt just thinking of it.

So engrossed in his thought, Sebastian hadn't realized where he was. Back in front of Ciel's bedroom, with Earl Grey tea, already in its teapot, with Ciel's favorite navy blue and white tea set. Sebastian lightly knocked on the door and slipped inside. Ciel was nowhere in sight but the door to his bathroom was shut tight. Sebastian put his ear next to the plain white door and heard small, whimpering sounds coming from inside. Not wanting to disturb he placed the tray on Ciel's bedside table and poured a cup of tea. Ciel's demonic nose would smell it soon enough. He slipped back out noiselessly.

Unsure of what he should do next; Sebastian did what he did very often during the past three years. One day, soon after Ciel had changed; Sebastian was wandering around their new manor. He had found a large room, near the servant's quarters. Ciel never when near the servant's rooms and Sebastian had little use for them. He had a room of course but it was only a formality really. This room was large and dusty and totally empty. Sebastian had taken to cleaning it up and decorating it in his free time. He thought his young master would have liked how he had renovated the room but never showed him. It was unlike any other room Sebastian had seen.

After it was fixed up, Sebastian had taken to simply sitting in here when he had to think. The room was peaceful and reminded him of Ciel. Sebastian found himself leaning against one of the items he had decided to put in here.

Ciel.

I'm sorry.

I never meant to leave.

I never meant to hurt you.

I was selfish.

It won't happen again.

Because…

I love you.

Sebastian collapsed on the floor again and buried his face in his hands. He was surprised to feel that his face was wet. He gave a humorless laugh. He was acting like a schoolgirl who was just rejected by her first crush. He imagined what he would say to Ciel if he could.

Ciel,

I've loved you for so long. And for that, I'm sorry. But at the same time, I'm not. It's just been, well, because of certain events, it could finally work. I never meant to embarrass you or hurt you. I especially never meant to leave you for three years on your own. I was right there but at the same time, I was not. I want to truly apologize from the deepest place in my heart. I may be a demon but I still have feelings. I want to stay by your side forever. I will. I will forever be your faithful butler.

Sebastian found himself lightly weeping. He was shedding more tears than he ever had in his entire life. The little echoing whimpers he made reminded of his young Ciel hiding in the bathroom. He wondered if Ciel had found his tea yet.

Sebastian's ears picked up a small voice whimpering his name coming from the other side of the manor. He stood up, straightened his outfit and strode down the hallway casually. Glancing at himself in a mirror in the hall, he was pleased to see his eyes red. He walked with a little more speed and purpose.

Ciel, I'm coming.

I'm sorry for making these guys so out of character. This is like, my own personal world. I've always wanted Ciel to act so cute and defenseless. And I really wanted Sebastian to lose his composure and break down. Sooner or later he is SO gonna flip out! I'm excited.