So deadpool is coming out today and I'm going to go see it after work (the time when I normally write my next chapter) so I have to apologize ahead of time for not updating tonight, I've been waiting two years for this movie so I'm not going to miss it on opening night :p

So with that said I want to thank everyone for your patients.

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Sebastian woke to the sound of gentle knocks on his door, he tiredly looked at his almost burnt out candles and realized he fell asleep, what time was it? With the dim light of the candles he gazed at the door, it was probably Tanaka summoning him to Vincent. This was the moment, he was either dead or going to be beaten, sighing he sat up from the bed, the raven haired man never changed out of his suit before he had fallen asleep only taking the jacket off revealing the white button up shirt underneath, so he didn't have to change into something appropriate before allowing whoever was on the other side in. He simply sat up on his bed and said "Come in."

The door slowly opened and to his surprise it wasn't Tanaka, it was Ciel. The boy was in his night shirt that was much too big for him and hung to his mid thighs he held himself with extreme awkwardness. Sebastian looked at him a little shocked and confused, it was extremely rare for the household to go into the servant's quarters most of the time they sent another servant to fetch whomever they needed, but what was most shocking was that Ciel was here after Sebastian had just yelled at him and harmed him, or was that a few hours ago? How long was he asleep?

Ciel walked in and closed the door behind him and went to stand in front of his butler who was still sitting on the bed. Sebastian saw the child was holding a small black box.

"Sebastian…I'm sorry." It looked like it took all of Ciel's courage to come here and say that, the teen looked like he had not slept yet and it seemed he pushed his pride aside to come down here and apologize, he couldn't help but let out a gentle smile at the blue haired boy.

"I just…I was so mad, but I shouldn't have directed it toward you. You have already done so much for me and I'm grateful for you…you are not below me…I feel like…we are equals." This was hard for Ciel and it showed on his face, he couldn't imagine the bluenette ever apologized to anyone before and his silence was making Ciel more nervous.

"…Sebastian…please say something…"

But he didn't say anything, instead he grabbed Ciel's wrist and pulled the boy to him in an embrace. He hugged the teen tightly to him placing his head in the curve of the teens neck. Ciel, who was suddenly taken aback from the sudden hug and stiffened but as he realized this was Sebastian way of saying he forgave him the younger male slowly started to return the hug.

Ciel felt so small and fragile in the older male's arms and he loved it. "Thank you." Sebastian whispered into Ciel's ear it was a loving notion, the teen gently pulled away to hand the him the black box he was carrying.

"What's this?" The raven haired man examined the box then looked at Ciel.

"It's a gift…open it."

Gently pulling the top of the box off he revealed a white gold pocket watch with intricate designs engraved with not only one, but five red beryl emeralds contained to co-exist with the designs and match them perfectly; they were the same color as his eyes, engraved into the top was Sebastian's initials, after taking it out of the box he opened it and inside he was surprised to find that the hands of the watch were built into a black opal, it glimmered in the dim light. Knowing that black opals were very rare and that they had to be transported from Australia, and red beryl's from North America, he wondered how Ciel managed to get him this within hours.

But more importantly; this watch was worth more than a ship and Ciel gave it to him…a servant. He looked up at the boy who was now blushing from embarrassment. "young master, I can't except this…this is-"

"You can and you will."

He chuckled at the boy's persistence and embarrassment. "Thank you."

Ciel sat down next to him on his bed and something arose in Sebastian; Déjà vu. He felt a strange feeling of a familiar moment. Ciel sitting on his bed next to him caused it however they never shared this memory before so how could that be?

"Does it still bother you?..." Ciel's voice sent him back to the present and he let his gaze drop to the boy's hands, he didn't know why he wanted to look at them but somehow they comforted him; they were skinny and petite and a weird urge to hold them arouse but he pushed that back into the part of his mind it came from.

"Does what still bother me?"

"Your childhood…growing up in the underworld of London…" Ciel was avoiding looking at Sebastian he was looking down at his own feet and it was apparent the younger male never spoke of feelings more than he had today.

"I didn't think it did however, today the part of me that I thought I had left behind arouse to the surface. To be honest, I watch you live this way and…I can't help but be envious."

"I can't make you forget your past…but I can make a better future for you." Ciel said finally looking up at Sebastian and the older male responded by gazing back into Ciel's different colored eyes.

"It's already much better…although I'm envious of my master, as I said before he's very kind and I want to serve him for the rest of my life."

Ciel's ears and cheeks had turned a shade of pink, if the boy wasn't so pale Sebastian wouldn't have had noticed. Ciel had the features of an angle and at that moment he wondered how handsome he would be when he grew to be an adult. the blue haired teen didn't respond so Sebastian took the time to address his earlier behaver.

"However I should apologize to you for both my tone and becoming violent with You. I know you are going through something quite troubling as well. Soon you will have to become the murderer your father is and control the underworld, we both know that means working alongside killers or being killed yourself. It must be terrifying, but please know that I'll stand by your side; even if it means being on the other side of the coin from my torment." Sebastian wondered how he came to care so much for this boy he had only known for such a short time, he was willing to put other people through the pain he went through just to stand by Ciel but it was also a bitter sweet thought to work alongside the Phantomhives. It would mean that all those who treated the raven haired man like trash before would be under him. Well, more correctly, under his master.

Ciel released a breath and let his gaze fall back to his feet, was that another nervous response the teen had?

"I feel trapped but I'm sure you know that, I don't want to have to watch my back every step I take. A piece of me hates my father, but I know he never imagined the day he would have a family and need to pass this curse on. I also hate being locked away like some frail bird. I just want a normal life however… I'm a Phantomhive, our normal is being the darkness demons fear."

"Then until you have to start fighting for your life, let's make the most of this."

The sadness in the bluenette's eyes puzzled Sebastian.

"I'm already fighting for my life."

What in the world did he mean by that? He wouldn't start work for his father until he was eighteen, he heard Vincent say that himself. Was he lying? did he have his son already taking over? No. that couldn't be it, these past few days he hadn't left Ciel's side and there was no way he was working as a guard dog yet. Did he mean the people that were trying to kill his family? Like when the fire took the mansion?

"Your fathers fighting for you now my lord, you shouldn't have to worry until you are eighteen."

"I'm fighting a different battle Sebastian, with something unseen."

Before he could question it further Ciel got up and walked to the door showing he was done talking for the night. "Don't worry about everything today…I also forgive you." With that the teen left the room leaving Sebastian alone with his thoughts.

The pocket watch in his hand was pointing to the twelve "So it is midnight." He spoke to no one in particular. It would be best for him to try to sleep more, he still had a lot to do for Ciel's day off tomorrow. Maybe if he was careful with his words he could get Ciel to tell him what it was the boy kept hiding from him.

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The next day he woke Ciel later than usual, since today was a treat he wanted him to sleep in for once, Sebastian himself however didn't sleep at all, he couldn't seem to fall back into the unknown after Ciel had left his room, so he stayed up getting everything ready.

The first part of his plan was to bathe Ciel however the teen seemed unwilling and Sebastian had to pick the boy up and take him to the bathroom.

"No Sebastian! I don't want to bathe!" Ciel tried to fight but he was weak compared to the taller male, it was futile.

"Would you rather offend those around you with your sent young master?"

"Don't be dramatic! I bathed yesterday, I smell fine!" when Sebastian placed him down Ciel turned his back to Sebastian as he tried to push away from the older male. He was trying to take the younger males shirt off but Ciel was holding it down with all his might.

"You should bathe everyday my lord its good for your health." He finally managed to pull off the shirt of the squirming child, only to reveal a large purple and black bruise on Ciel's right shoulder blade. Suddenly he stopped and so did Ciel's squirming as the room fell silent from the gravity of the situation. He didn't need to ask the boy where he got it, he already knew. It was from when he slammed Ciel up against the wall the other day, Ciel was refusing a bath not because he didn't want one but because he was trying to protect Sebastian from the guilt.

Sebastian was consumed with shame, he had hurt Ciel and it was the worst feeling he had experienced, the worse part was how hard the boy fought to protect him from it. It meant Ciel cared about his feelings, he hurt someone who cares about him.

"…it doesn't hurt" Ciel tried to pull Sebastian back from the dark place his mind had just ventured to but to no avail; Sebastian didn't respond, more like he couldn't. He knew nothing he said would fix this so he chose to just continue silently.

Sebastian managed to take the rest of Ciel's clothes off and get him into the tub, while washing the boy he took special care not to hurt the bruise but when he had to wash the teens back the boy silently hissed in discomfort making Sebastian's guilt deepen.

It was silent for what seemed like forever until Ciel grabbed Sebastian's hand and laid his head into it, his hand was being held on the boy's cheek as Ciel closed his eyes. It was such a small gesture but something about it made him feel a little better. With Sebastian's free hand he tucked the boy's hair behind his hear.

No words needed to be spoken, they both understood each other's feelings, forgiveness and understanding.

At that moment one of the maids came in with towels causing Ciel to let go of Sebastian's hand and Sebastian to play it off as if he was just washing the boy. It seemed that the maid came in to restock the towels every day at the same time but since Ciel's schedule was a little different today they ran into each other at the most unfortunate of times.

"Oh master Ciel! I'm so sorry I didn't know you were in-" She halted mid-sentence when she saw the bruise. "I uh…Should leave you be." The maid quickly left.

Ciel was the first to break the silence between the two "…I'll say I fell."

Sebastian nodded but he would be lying if he said he didn't feel a bit of anxiety and dread, he could only hope that that maid didn't say anything but he knew she would. It was common sense that Vincent must have spies in the manor, along with loyal servants.

His worries must have been showing on his face because suddenly Ciel moved in the tub so that he was perfectly facing Sebastian "Sebastian, it will be alright."

Seeing Ciel so concerned about him made him smile, it was the most wonderful feeling knowing someone finally cared about him and it almost made him forget his worries. Almost.

Once Ciel was all washed Sebastian gently pulled him out and wrapped the boy in a fluffy white towel. He didn't want to dry Ciel in fear he would once again irritate the bruise so he allowed the boy to do it himself. There was something odd that he just now noticed; Ciel was slightly paler. Was that possible? He needed to get this boy some sun before he turned unpigmented. Sebastian dressed Ciel in dark blue today, he seemed to like that color the most on him. He found black made the boys skin look too white and bright colors like red made him look too young. Shades like gray and blue made Ciel look a little older and matched his skin and eyes well. Also he had to keep in mind the wealthy class and their view on colors, even though he wouldn't Sebastian couldn't dress Ciel all in all black because that would mean the child was in mourning so if he tied in black he needed to mix it with some sort of splash of color to avoid the boy being thought to have had a recent death.

"Young master, please accompany me to the dance hall."

"Pease tell me we are not dancing." The bluenette seemed more worried then upset, Sebastian just learned something new; Ciel didn't like dancing.

"No I promise you won't have to do anything to strain yourself."

Gaining Ciel's trust the boy followed the older man through the corridors to the main dance hall. Immediately the child looked around amazed. Normally this giant hall was empty until Vincent hosted a party but even then there was only tables and chairs brought in with a few other entertainments like food and music. However, Sebastian had brought in a make shift stage that took up the first portion of the room, large heavy scarlet curtains hung at the sides of the stage as a real theater would. The light was dimed except for the stage that was lighted up perfectly from the chandelier that was hanging above it. There was a row of chairs in front of the stage that both knew only served the purpose of making it feel like a real theater. They only needed one chair for Ciel.

"Sebastian how did you manage this?" the teen was completely besotted but Sebastian didn't want to tell the boy he stayed up all night setting everything up. He wanted to keep the magic alive. Also he did have some help using the child's last name, most would be surprised how fast and top notch something will get done when you tell someone "it's requested from the Phantomhives"

"Have you ever been to a theater before my lord?"

"Once, in London when I was too young to remember."

"Well I promise you will remember this time."

Sebastian lead Ciel to a Chair in the front row right in the middle, him being a servant wasn't allowed to sit next to the boy, or even sit down at all so he stood at the side of the room. He knew Ciel wouldn't mind him sitting with him however, if someone were to walk in it would be improper and they both knew that.

The curtains parted fully revealing the stage and its props; Sebastian had hired actors from London theater and had them travel all the way out here. He wanted Ciel to experience a true performance even if he was locked away in this mansion.

The play began but Sebastian didn't much hold his interest on hamlet, it was Ciel he was watching and his features softened while he let out a smile when he saw the boy watching the actors in pure innocent happiness. It was already apparent this was one of the blue haired boy's favorite memories.

Sebastian had successfully given Ciel a moment where he had nothing to worry about, where he could just be a kid excited about his favorite characters. Leaving the world behind even for just this moment.

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Like I said earlier the next chapter will be about a day late so please wait up for me.

Also I'm hoping it's not getting confusing about how Sebastian has déjà vu in this chapter, its pointing back to a previous life the two shared that was explained in Dark Dreams.

See you all next time!