Haha! I just put up the ninth chapter of Hunger, and am now about to write the tenth….*sigh* I'm sorry about all the patchy updating and irregularness, I know it sucks and I apologize ten fold for it. BEWARE!WARNING!YAOI AHEAD mwahahahahaha . If you don't like it, then you shouldn't have opened this fanfiction in the first place!

Sebastian's POV:

The luke-warm water trickled down my body like a sweet, sweet praise from the heavens. I looked up at the water-spewing nozzle in amazement. I lifted my hands high above my head and closed my eyes, relishing in the sensational feel of water cleansing my entire being. I rubbed my raw scalp and arms, I shivered at the cold, but it didn't matter; I could hardly feel it in my excitement.

"Sebastian? Are you okay?" I looked down at Ciel. He wasn't dead! And neither was I! I let out a sigh of relief and looked at the closed door, happily finding it windowless. I turned back to Ciel and his beautiful, wonderful ivory face and magnificent two-toned eyes. I ran my fingers through his satin hair and relished in the feel of his exposed body so close to my own. Ciel…the boy that I had named, who wouldn't speak to me for days, who, when he finally did, was near tears. The boy whom I'd told my life to, the boy that captured my heart and held it close to his own, refusing to let go.

I grabbed ceils face with both my hands cupping his cheeks, and pressed my lips to his like I never had before. His mouth was warm and wet from the water that continued to rain down on us. I closed my eyes and graced my tongue across his lips, shivering at the divine taste I discovered there. Ciel moaned into my mouth and parted his lips for me. I slipped my tongue inside and tentatively prodded his. Our tongues tangled together in a mush and I could feel the heat rising in me. I loved this boy, and I knew I did, and I would never stop.

I wrapped my arms around his shivering body and pulled him closer to me, deepening our kiss. Ciel gasped as our bodies were pressed against each other, his fingers snaking around my back and digging into my skin. I smiled against his lips and pulled away, simply to move to his neck. Ciel's heavy breathing and little gasps as I nipped at the soft white skin of his throat sent tremors of need down my spine. I knew I was hard, and it was driving me crazy, hell, Ciel was driving me crazy.

"S-Sebastian!" I hungrily pressed my lips against Ciel's, silencing him. He moaned against my lips, and it was at that moment I was done. I walked forwards, pushing Ciel against the opposite wall and ravaged his lips, my hands going everywhere in a mad frenzy of Ciel. I was soaking up his body, his skin, his limbs, and his intoxicating scent. I grabbed his massive erection and relished in the whimper that escaped his lips as I began to work on him. I felt Ciel's fingers just barely grazing the surface of my skin, his long finger nails scraping against my tingling flesh. I moaned at the exquisite feel and savored the little gasps and moan that fell from his impossibly soft and plump lips.

Ciel thrust his hips against my hand, and his hands dug into my shoulders. I growled and trailed hungry kisses down his neck, my chest rising and falling with the heavy breathing of intense love and an undeniable, unsustainable hunger and need for Ciel, that ravished, exquisite body that was his. Ciel groaned and buried his face in the crook of my neck, panting heavily.

"F-faster!" he moaned angrily. I smirked and complied to his wishes.

"Yes, my lord.." I whispered seductively into his ear. Ciel shook his head and moaned.

"S-Sebastian, I-I-!" Ciel cried out in pleasure and threw back his head as he came into my hand. I wrapped my arms around his body and held his shaking form under the luke-warm shower. I heard him chuckle and pulled him away for a moment to look at his face. His brows were furrowed and his mouth was curved into a wicked grin. I smiled and pressed my lips against his neck.

"What do you have planned in that corrupt mind of yours, hm?" I asked breathily. Ciel chuckled darkly and trailed his hands down my back, making me shiver.

"Oh, good sir, I believe it is something you will thoroughly enjoy…" and with that he fell to his knees so he was eye-level with my nether regions. I gulped, my eyes widening. My erection twitched with need and anticipation. Ciel's bright pink little tongue flicked out and grazed the tip, his eyes boring into mine the whole time to see my reaction. I sucked in a deep, shaky breath. Ciel didn't hesitate to begin.

His lips pressed around my cock as his head bobbed back and forth. The sensation sent shivers of pleasure through my whole body. I tipped my head back and moaned, gripping Ciel's hair and forcing him down farther. The charcoal-haired boy gripped at my thighs as his tongue darted out and around and under and oh my god I'm going to die. The amazing pleasure coursed through my body like fire, setting it alight with heat. I thrust deeply into Ciel's throat and felt the heat got deep into my bones.

"C-Ciel! Oh my god.." I whispered hoarsely. Ciel's lips closed around me even more and I cried out as I came into his mouth. I watched with amazement as the boy swallowed it all and came up, wiping the excess of his mouth. He was grinning madly, and sheen of pink tainted his skin.

"Did you like that…Sebastian?" he asked in a voice barely above a whisper. I nodded my head and pulled him against me again, pressing my lips against his. For now, my hunger had subsided, and the luke-warm water splashing around us reminded me of what we'd come in here for in the first place. I smiled and splashed water in Ciel's face.

"Come on, better wash out that dirty mouth of yours." Ciel frowned.

"Who are you calling dirty?" he smiled splashed me back.

"BANG!" The door could be heard clicking open and the nozzle stopped pouring water down on us. I immediately pulled away from Ciel, and stood up tall and silent as a woman soldier with startlingly red hair opened the door and beckoned us out of the showers. Ciel followed me out, and we were given new clothes, these ones the same as before except for the upside down pink triangle on the left chest pocket. I looked at Ciel's uniform, only to discover that his was identical to mine. My heart fell at the realization of what they had discovered. I frowned and hung my head. I had lost this battle, they knew about Ciel and I, I only hoped that they wouldn't do to him what they had done to me.

"64 and…you" I turned my head to the red-haired woman. She was speaking fluent French, without a hint of German in her voice. Why did she look so familiar to me? Those bright green eyes and pale skin, with just the hint of freckles speckling her cheeks.

"We are returning you to the cell." Ciel's face fell immediately, his shoulders shaking. He hated that cell. He hated being locked in. I knew that he wanted to be free, and being in that cabin, being outside was the closest he'd felt to freedom in as long as we'd been here.

We followed the familiar red-haired woman, ironically called Frau Red, back down the familiar, spindling halls to the white washed hall that held our empty cell. It was just as we'd left it, the mattress lying crookedly on the cold, hard floor. The woman unlocked the door and ushered us in. she didn't speak, and she didn't touch us. But as she closed and locked the bars behind me, I looked into her face and saw an air of wonder and apology in her familiar emerald eyes.

A/N: Flashback

"Sebastian, this is my sister, Angelina." A girl with startling red hair, almost as red as her lovely brothers, with the same emerald eyes stared out at me from behind the bakery counter, freckles dusting her cheeks prettily…

A/N: back to the present

I stared wide eyed at the woman as she walked off, there was no way…it couldn't be…but as my heart tightened in my chest, remembering what had befallen him, I realized that there was no way it couldn't be her…

Ciel's POV:

I stared miserably at the blank, cracked wall. I couldn't believe I was back here. The mere idea of being back in this dank, horrifying black hole made my mind spin and stomach churn with sickness. I still had all the scars to prove that I'd been here, and it was less than a week that I had been allowed to be…free.

"C-Ciel?" Sebastian's quiet voice was laced with astonishment. I turned to find him staring after the woman with the red hair, his left eye boggling and his mouth gapping open. I smiled and walked over to sit next to him.

"What? Did you suddenly discover that she's got massive boobs?" But Sebastian's face was completely serious.

"Sh-she's his sister…" he said in befuddlement. A curious feeling passed through me…who was "He" and why did Sebastian know the woman? And if he did know her, why didn't she say anything to him about it?

"Who is 'He'?" I asked, unsure of whether I wanted to know the answer. Sebastian's face immediately fell, and he looked to the depressing floor of our dank cell. When Sebastian looked into my face, his eyes were filled with pain and grief, identical to the time when I woke up in our cell to him crying his heart out.

"He is the reason I'm here. It was Him that was slaughtered, right in front of my very eyes. A-and I think it might have been…Her…" Sebastian said shakily, pointing at the direction in which the woman had walked off. "Her who was His beloved sister." Sebastian took a deep breath and turned away from the hall, turned away from the direction in which the woman had left, the woman with the bright red hair that must have reminded him so much of this man who he had cared so deeply for.

Sebastian did not look okay. His face was very pale, his eyes were wide as saucers and scared, terrified. I wrapped my arms around his shaking form and engulfed his body with the warmth from mine, in a desperate attempt to dispose of whatever ailed him.

"I'm scared, Ciel. What if…what if we never get out of here?" he said quietly. His voice trembled and sounded small in the vastness of the cell. I shuddered at the thought of being stuck here forever.

"That won't happen, Sebastian…it-it can't happen..." But I wasn't so sure of myself. We'd already been stuck here for nearly two years. There was still a war going on, but we had no idea of its progress. Hell, we didn't even know who was involved, really. The only hope I had was that it would be over soon, so very, very soon. But Sebastian didn't appear to have believed me, or shared the same views.

"Ciel…" he murmured, his voice a mere whisper.

"Ciel, what if we die in he-" at that moment I stopped his words by pressing my lips hard against his own. Don't say it, Sebastian. Don't you dare! I thought ferociously. There was no way I was letting that happen.

I kissed Sebastian with all I had in me. I gripped the nap of his neck, my fingers gently tugging at his long, opaque hair. I bit his lips and swirled my tongue in his mouth, searching desperately for the life in him. When finally Sebastian's moans escaped his lips, I relaxed and began to enjoy the kiss. I let my lover take over and push me against the hard mattress. Sebastian's hand traveled down my body, his scorching fingers brushing against my cold skin. I moaned into his mouth and bit down again at his swollen bottom lip. Sebastian pulled away and trailed kisses down my neck, making my whole body feel like it was on fire. I gasped as his tongue sneaked out and licked my collar bone, making me shiver. Sebastian hands had an iron grip on my hips, holding them down as he pressed his body against mine. I felt trapped and lovely. He held me possessively, like he would never let anyone or anything else have me and GOD it felt good. I gulped and suppressed a moan as Sebastian's wicked tongue reached out and tickled my earlobe. I grabbed Sebastian's face and pulled his lips back to mine, desperate for his taste.

Sebastian's burgundy eyes burned a wicked fire of fear and passion, his skin was slightly flushed, and his hair was disheveled. His fingers still dug into my skin and made me feel like I was being burned with his love, and his body was pressed hard against mine, but there was still the fear that this was it, these were our last moments. There was an undeniable and unshakeable fear in us both. It made us crazy with each other, it made us lust and need for the other. It was desperation, a fear of separation, and an inconsolable desire to be free.

I closed my eyes as Sebastian's lips descended upon my own, forceful and rough, simply needy of the one thing that was impossible to have.

My dreams were filled with monsters, monsters with guns and blue eyes and bloody red hair. They were taking something from me, their greedy, ugly clawed hands ripping and shredding what was in my arms to pieces. I cried and cried, just like a child; whatever was in my desperately clutched arms was precious. But I was too weak for the monsters with wicked blue eyes and terrifying bloody red hair. They wrenched the object and carried it away. I got a closer look, only to find I'd been griping a bloody, red, beating heart. Je T'aime, Je T'aime, Je T'aime, Je ne vous oublierai jamais1.… the voice sounded eerily familiar, but laced with immense pain and boundless anguish.

When I awoke, I was sweating with fright and breathing heavily with terror. I glanced at Sebastian who was still sleeping soundly. His eyes were peaceful beneath their lids, his mouth curved up in a slight smile. His breath came regularly, and so I assumed that he was safe in the terrifying and dangerous land of the subconscious mind.

Footsteps suddenly sounded through the hall, unnecessarily loud in the silent hallway. I gulped and laid back don, pretending to sleep again. The footsteps sounded heavy and full of anger. I squeezed my eyes shut and wished desperately for them to just pass by, but, evidently, fate was not on my side. When was it ever?

"Sie, mit den seltsamen Augen. Hinaufkommen!" 2 I sat up and turned around. There was an angry looking soldier with auburn hair sticking out from under his green hat. I gulped and stood up, being careful not to wake Sebastian. The soldier pointed at me and motioned for me to follow him. I turned to face Sebastian. The fear in my heart pulsed through my body. I couldn't just leave him like this…what would they do to me? There was nothing I could do to stop this man from killing us both. I saw the gun in its sheath on his waist. I knelt down beside Sebastian, who was still fast asleep despite the ruckus of the soldier. I gently brushed the raven-colored hair from his face and bent over him, pressing my lips firmly against his cheek. It had such a horrible finality to it, it made my heart bleed in my chest. I choked back a sob, afraid to let anyone hear, especially the soldier waiting outside the cell doors.

I took a deep breath and turned around, refusing to look back at Sebastian. I walked out of the cell and followed the soldier. As we passed through the door, I could hear Sebastian mumble something incoherent, and then just as the door shut tightly closed, "CIEL!"

I shivered with fear and heart ache. How could Sebastian ever forgive me? My hands were trembling, but it wasn't just from the unbearable cold of the dark, disgustingly white hallways we passed through. The soldier shoved me into a very, very familiar-looking white room. But it wasn't so white anymore. As I glanced upon the floor, I noted with unspeakable horror that there was a splotch of some kind of rusty-red color that they'd been unable to clean off the seemingly impeccable floors. I my breath caught in my throat as I saw the very same doctor that had been with my brother and I before. Alois… my heart burned in my chest, and my eyes widened in fear. I was shaking uncontrollably, my blood, laced with fear and adrenaline, was coursing through my veins and making me jittery. The horrible, horrible man smiled at me without humor. His eyes were tiny and an ice-blue, almost white, color. His skin was pale and slightly wrinkled on his forehead. His hair was dark brown and sprinkled with grey, combed back against his head.

"Well, Mr. Calder. I see we meet again." Suddenly, the fear subsided slightly, and I was overcome with anger. I glared at the man who took my brother from me, and was most likely now taking me away from Sebastian.

"Don't you dare speak my name!" I spat at him ferociously. The man chuckled and motioned towards the table with the leather straps. I struggled with all my might, kicking and thrashing as the soldier gripped me tightly and dragged me to the table. I screamed and shouted, refusing to go easily. But I was too weak, and they both soon had me strapped tightly to the table. I gritted my teeth and clenched my hands into tight fists. My chest rose and fell with my ragged breathing. The doctor turned for a moment to grab something from the table behind him. When he turned around, he held a large clamp and a needle in either of his hands. I gulped and my eyes widened with that fear slowly creeping back into my veins.

"Now Mr. Calder, I'm assuming you're not going to go with this so easily, just like dear, dear Sebastian. So I'm going to have to clamp your eyes wide open!" the man said almost gleefully. At these words, I remembered the bandage over one of Sebastian's eyes. I quickly squeezed my eyes shut, to no avail. Somehow the man managed to get my eyes open, and he clamped them open painfully. My eyes began to water at the force and inability to wink. I was scared now, terrified. I didn't want to feel any more pain, I didn't want to be an object of their torture anymore. I had had enough. But there was nothing I could do. I couldn't stop this deranged man from having his way with me. The needle, filled with some kind of blue liquid advanced towards my right eye. The purple one… I thought curiously.

I screamed. It was painful. I felt like my eye was being split apart, and then my vision clouded over in blue, and I couldn't see much of anything at all. It was like I was underwater and my eye was filled with glass, but my blood was blue. I cried out in terror and agony. My heart wrenched in my chest. If this is anything close to what Sebastian had felt, I would never forgive myself. My left eyes was squeezed shut, and my arms and legs and head and torso were all restraining against the leather straps, sure to give me horrible welts later, but I didn't care. I had to get away from that needle, I had to get away from the pain, it was unbearable.

Finally, the needle was extracted from my eye. I gulped air and gratefully closed my eye as soon as the clamp was removed. The doctor removed the strap on my head and bandaged my eye, the white fabric wrapping all the way around my head. My eye throbbed painfully, and made my head feel like it was going to explode.

"Bringen ihn jetzt zuruck." 3 The doctor said to the soldier, and I felt the straps slide away from my skin, and strong, brutal hands wrap around my body and force me to stand up. I slumped over, but picked myself back up and forced myself to stay standing tall as I was led back to my cell. I felt drowsy and achy. The cell door opened, and I saw a crouched form in the corner. The body was shaking, and suddenly my vision blurred and the room began to swirl around me. I stumbled to the side and feinted to the ground as an opaque, inky blackness clouded over my vision and unconsciousness caressed my sorry mind.

Ohmygod, thank you to all who are being incredibly patient and still reading this. I'm finally, kind of out of my writers block. *sighs with relief* I'm sorry for not updating this as soon as I would have liked, but I promise you all another chapter next week! (Hopefully) thank you all, again, and I love you sososososo much. Let me know how you liked this chapter! P.S. read this word in another fanfiction, and it has become my new favorite word: hootenanny. Isn't that just the best word you'd ever seen? Anyways, yeah…

Translations:

I love you, I love you, I love you, I will never forget you.

You, with the weird eyes. Get up.

Bring it back now.

And on a side note to Briel, whose review I just read, no, I don't think it would be possible for me to abandon this, I promise. I may take a little bit to update, cause lifes gonna get crazy soon, but I hope to have this done by mid-summer, tops. (ive got crazy exams coming in soon, just as a warning) and I'm just telling you through here cause I'm assuming you were an anonymous cause I couldn't reply on the thingy mabobber…so yea…