OHMYGOD. IF I COULD APOLOGIZE INFINTE TIME, I WOULD I AM SOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING. I know that this chapter is short, and I'm so sorry for it. I wrote another one that was longer, but I mistakenly made Sebastian COMPLETELY OOC. It was horrible, so I had to write a new one…and I procrastinated a lot, and had horrible, horrible writers block. So I'm sorry for the shortness, and I apologize a million times for the lack in updation, I really am. Here ya go:

Sebastian's POV:

I winced as the soldier hit me. I knew that this was not going to end well, but I couldn't let Ciel know. He's already dealing with so much. My heart ached just thinking about him. I hoped that this war would end soon so that we could be rid of all this pain. Thud! God dammit! When will they stop thrashing their guns around, it's positively barbaric!

I was lead around the hall to another room filled with sharp, metal objects and bowls that looked like they should have come from another planet. I gulped. This looked worse than usual.

"Hmm, sixty-four….that is your number, correct?" A man spoke in French at me. I gulped and looked down at the number burned in my wrist.

"Yes." The German nodded. He had blonde hair that was slicked back to his head and oval glasses that shielded his eyes from my view. Then he said something to the other Soldier behind me, who immediately pushed me to a white bench-table with leather straps.

"Lay down, slime." He said disgustedly. I froze in my spot. Lay down? Lay down? Did he really expect me to fall to my own death like that? But I did what he said when I felt the barrel of a gun against the side of my head.

"Well, we have a bit of a surprise for you today, 64. There's this new experiment doctor Mengele wants to try out…regarding your unfortunate eyes and hair color." I gulped, eyes starring wide as I willingly allowed the man to strap me down. Fear bubbled in my chest, but I did my best to keep my cool. If I showed any sign of weakness, it would certainly be the death of me.

"So now, to begin…" The man reached behind him and turned around with a syringe full of some kind of white liquid. My eyes widened. What was he going to do with that? I gulped, and as the syringe got closer and closer to my face, I squeezed my eyes shut. I refused to go through with this without putting up a fight.

"Aw, come on 64…It won't hurt that bad…" I cried out as my eyes were pried open by the soldier.

"S-stop!" The doctor laughed wickedly.

"Oh, I believe it is all too late for that, fool." I felt the syringe puncture the corner of my eye, and a silky whiteness clouded my vision. At first, there was no pain, but then…

Ciel's POV:

As we sat in the dark of the cabin, Lavi and I exchanged words and stories we'd known from home. I was trying my best to keep my mind off Sebastian, otherwise I knew I would go crazy with worry. But it was inevitable, every passing minute was another minute that Sebastian could be put in harm's way by those...those creatures, and the feeling of helplessness I had in saving him didn't make the situation any better.

"Hey." Lavi's voice brought me out of my scrambled mind. He was smiling warmly.

"Don't worry, He'll be fine. I promise." At that moment, a blood-curdling scream echoed through the hall and bounced off the walls of the room. I stared at Lavi in shock. His eyes went wide. It sounded dangerously like Sebastian's deep voice.

"Lavi! Th-that could have been him! What if they-they do something horrible to him? What if he- what if he-!" my throat choked up with tears and my heart tightened in my chest. No, I-I can't say it! I can't think like that!

"Shhh, Calm down Ciel, I'm sure that wasn't him!" But Lavi's voice wavered, and I knew he was lying. I hugged my knees close to my chest and rocked backwards. My head was whirling with worries and horrible images of what they could be doing to him. My heart was pounding so fast I could hardly stand it. I didn't want to be alone again. I didn't want another person I loved to vanish at the hands of these bastards!

"Lavi…how long does it usually take for Sebastian to come back?" Lavi gave me a sympathetic gaze before speaking.

"Oh, usually he's back within a day…except for the times when he was in another cell with…well, you I'm assuming." I nodded my head. Maybe…maybe I had nothing to worry about. I sighed and closed my eyes, willing my brain to calm down and stop thinking up ridiculous things for them to do to Sebastian. The screaming from around the hall continued, however, and the man's yells of pain were horrible and terrifying. It wasn't a sound a man should make, helpless and agonizing. I winced and put my hands over my ears.

"Shut up shut up shut up shut up!" I growled miserably. Lavi patted my back. Most of the people in our cabin were silent as they listened to the man's cries of suffering, each and every one of them feeling his pain.

Sebastian didn't come back that night, and as I laid alone in the bed, the man's painful cries from earlier having died down, my mind kept me wide awake with the most gruesome possibilities my imagination could conjure. As the morning sun crept through the cracks in the wall, I rolled out of bed and sat on the cold floor, waiting for the day to bring anything but bad news.

"Aufstehen du Drecksau!1" As the others climbed out of bed drudgingly, I walked briskly down the way to the door, eager to feel the sun's comforting light against my skin once again. I was granted this desire almost immediately; the doors swung open and I rushed out into the crisp morning air, relishing in its refreshing feel. The cold cleared my mind a bit and allowed me to take back some control over my thoughts. I grabbed a shovel and started digging where the soldiers told me to, keeping my head down from the people working besides me. I didn't feel like talking to anyone. I just needed to be alone. I needed to feel the soil in my toes. I needed to feel the breeze on the back of my neck, and the sun on my face. I sighed miserably as I shoveled dirt over my shoulder. I need to be free. I thought with annoyance.

I angrily shoveled the insufferable, hard, cold dirt around me. None of this made any sense. It seemed impossible for one person to ever think that enslaving people, that harming them and killing them, would ever, ever be okay. I felt an angry heat rise in my chest. As I shoveled, I looked around. We were fenced in on all sides by tall wire walls. The depressing, cold building behind me was big and concrete. No way could we break through that. There was a shack next to it with the shovels and other gardening supplies. From what I could see, there wasn't any kind of opening, but I didn't erase the possibility. I had to get out of here with Sebastian. I had to free myself.

A whistle blew as the sun began to set, signaling the return to the cabin. I looked around the shed when I returned my shovel, but it was hard to see in the dark. I would have to wait for another day. I walked slowly back to my bed post and watched with amusement as Lavi stumbled into the bed next to mine.

"God, I'm exhausted. That shoveling is tough work." I smiled sadly.

"I'm just glad I get to be outside, before, they had me shut up in a dark, cold cell for months." Lavi nodded.

"I supposed there's an upside to everything." I nodded. How long had I been here? I was never good at telling time, that was….Alois' strong suit. I gulped.

"Lavi…you don't by chance happen to know the date, do you?" the red haired boy looked up in surprise.

"umm, 'fraid not, but I think there's a man here who does…he was obsessed with the time before he came here, and last I checked he had it up to date." Lavi pulled me up off the bed and dragged me down to the other side of the cabin, where a man seemingly in his mid-forties sat, carving something into the hard floor.

"Hey, um… Aal, right?" The man looked up and grunted in reply.

"Um, I'm Lavi, and this is Ciel. We were just curious if you would care to share today's date with us." The man looked into the ground and mumbled something under his breath.

"S-sorry sir, I didn't quite catch that…" Lavi said nervously. I glanced briefly at his face only to find the green-eyed boy as nervous as I was.

"It is May 14, 1942. Now go away." Lavi quickly shuffled away from the man, dragging me behind him.

"Woo. That guy totally freaks me out." I stared at the floor in amazement, my throat tight. I had been here for two years. How had it been so long? That meant that I was…eighteen years old already! I glanced at Lavi.

"I-I'm eighteen." I whispered. Lavi stopped his rambling.

"Really?" he asked with mild surprise. I nodded my head in disbelief.

"I need to get out of here."

The cabin was dark when Sebastian returned. I heard the German soldier push him around until he reached our bed. Sebastian grunted as the soldier shoved him. I held my breath, bracing myself for the worst. Sebastian crawled into the tight space timidly. His face seemed paler and gaunter, his hands were shaking with cold, and there was a white bandage over his right eye. I winced at the horrible color and gently laid my hand across his cheek.

"Sebastian…what did they do to you?" Sebastian smiled sadly, returning my question with a pleading glint in his glorious left eye. Please don't ask me anything… I sighed and nodded my head. I wrapped my arms around his shivering frame and held his body close to my own. He was breathing. His blood was flowing. He was alive. I sighed in relief and rubbed warmth into his spinely back. Whatever was going to happen next, whatever they did to me, I didn't care. I was determined to find a way out of here.

Sebastian's POV:

I awoke with a groan. My head was killing me, and I felt like I was hit by a train. Ciel grumbled something in his sleep and rolled over. I frowned. Why was his breathing the only thing I heard? I turned around and stared out at the hall, only to find it completely empty of bodies. Where was everybody? Why did they leave us behind? Fear slowly crept up my spine and straight through my heart. I gulped as I broke out in a cold sweat, a horrifying realization coming to me.

"Ciel, Ciel wake up, wake up right now!" I said sternly, shaking his shoulder. Ciel growled and rolled over, staring at me grumpily.

"Why'd you wake me up before we have to go?" My eyes widened in my fear and I gripped his shoulders tightly.

"Ciel! Don't you hear? No bodies' here anymore, and they left us! Come on, get up!" I rolled out from under the bed with Ciel following close behind. I froze. There was a German soldier standing at the hall way door, silently and deadly looking. Ciel gripped my arm tightly, his small hands shaking slightly.

"Ah, good of you to wake up. Come, to the showers." My heart jumped in my throat. The showers were not a good place to go…I'd heard about them once before, they would say that they're taking you to the showers, when they were really going to gas you.

I stared down at Ciel. His eyes were wide with fear, but he didn't seem to know this bit of information. I furrowed my brows and pleaded with God right there, to save our lives.

We were led down a dark hallway and past four solid, wooden doors. The fifth was made of some kind of metal. The soldier opened it for us, and told us to strip upon entry. I frowned. This wasn't sounding too hopeful. My heart pounded in my chest, my legs were shaking. There was an intense ringing in my ears as I began to panic. I glanced at Ciel, only to find him completely naked, staring straight at me with a maddening red dusting his cheeks. His eyes were wide as he stared at my own exposed body. I smiled, at least there was something in these possible last moments. I felt a tightness in my chest as I reached for his hand. Ciel's blush deepened, and he looked away shamefully.

We walked, ominously flanked by two soldiers, to the showers. It was a large room with nozzles and pipes hanging from the ceiling. A door closed behind us as we were shoved in. my heart raced in my chest, and my blood pumped wildly through my body. I glanced down at Ciel, who was staring at me strangely. He still didn't know, he didn't understand. I felt a pang in my chest and pulled him close to me in a tight hug. Ciel gasped as our naked bodies touched each other.

"Ciel…just in case I don't see you after this….I love you." Ciel looked up at me, eyes wide and cheeks as red as ripe tomatoes.

"Wh-what do you mean in case you don't see me?" but at that moment, a grunt of pipes rang through the room, and the lights switched off. My breath hitched, and I braced myself for the worst. I heard a clank right above us, and squeezed my eyes shut, pulling Ciel closer to me in a suffocating hug. I heard a swish of something liquid burst through the pipes and-

And I was never so relieved to feel water on my back in all my life.

Sorry again for the brevity, please R&R to let me know what you thought!

Translations:

Get up bastard.