A/N: Gah, you guys and your guesses are too keen for me. I think all of you that guessed, got the answer right. *-* I need to be more mysterious. Haha~

Warnings: Fluff (of course), mild language.

Disclaimer: I don't own Kuroshitsuji.

Point of View: Ciel Phantomhive

Note to Guest Reviewer: Thank you for reading my story and reviewing with constructive criticism~. :3 I completely understand what you're saying, but I have already thought of that unsaid police problem and whatnot. That aside, things will start to make more sense, what with the public's view of Ciel soon...hopefully (I hope that sentence made sense *-*). I hope this chapter helps fix that problem. c:

Chapter 29

*Memory Refresher From Last Chapter*

"A stray?"

"Yes, though he wasn't sure what type of animal it was, since he was preoccupied with other matters." He bends down and wraps me in my coat and I look up at him as he starts out the door.

"Is that safe? I mean, since you are going to put it in your car." I am all too familiar with the animal control community, almost having been caught a few times. I don't understand why they thought I was deemed acceptable for capture. The times when I saw the van and those familiar faces, I was always at the park, which made me think that someone called them. People are so idiotic, to think I am a rabid animal.

Sebastian questioningly looks at me, but nods and gives an answer. "Well, I suppose we'll see how dangerous it is, once we figure out just what it is."

Once we step inside Sebastian's car, the heater warms up my body and I relax into the sheets. My eyes flutter closed as I watch the nighttime sky pass by. Just how late is it? I don't really care, since I drift off into sleep once again.


The soft clinking of keys and a distinct 'click' noise wakes me up from my nighttime nap. Sebastian stops the car and turns off the engine as I yawn and sit upright. Upon taking in my surroundings, I notice that it is still dark outside and we are nowhere near Sebastian's house. Too tired to wonder, I accept this fact and look at Sebastian, who appears to be studying something a few meters away from the car.

To get a better view, I blink owlishly and lean forward, to see a white mess of fur with a tail. A dog. My tail bristles and I bare my teeth, almost hissing at the creature through the windshield. Why did the 'stray' have to be a dog out of all things?

"Calm down kitt—Ciel." He's lucky I'm preoccupied right now, otherwise I would have picked up on that word he almost uttered. The dog wags its tail and rummages its nose through a trash pile, near a tipped over trash can. That dog probably knocked it over. Tch. I do not like dogs. "Stay here, I shall evaluate the situation at hand." With that said, he opens his door and steps out, closing it behind him.

With wide eyes, I watch as Sebastian carefully nears the animal and appears to be talking to it. I faintly hear his voice outside of the car as the dog's eyes light up and it charges over to Sebastian. I'm on the edge of my seat as the dog leaps into the air on its hind legs and almost seems to be smiling as it sticks its tongue out in the breeze. Sebastian is forcefully pinned to the snowy concrete by the white haired, red eyed dog.

This whole situation doesn't seem very safe, but the creature hasn't really attacked so far or shown any signs of madness. Sebastian's facial expression would have made me laugh, if it weren't for my strong dislike for canines. As he attempts to push off the dog and calm it down, I spot something in the distance. It is right beside a dark, grey wall and I feel as though I've seen it before. Not just the thing, but the building next to it.

If I didn't have well-seeing eyes in the darkness, I wouldn't have realized that the familiar building is the ice-skating rink. I also wouldn't have realized that the 'thing,' is actually Alois. Looking down, I notice that I've stepped out of the car and am currently walking to the blonde. Why would he still be here? In the snow no less...

"Alois." Now that I stand a few feet away from the boy, I notice how...dead he looks. Just as I reach out my hand to check for a pulse, the smallest rise and fall of his chest alerts me that he is just barely alive. "Alois!" Why the hell is he out here? It must be below freezing, especially with this wind.

When I crouch in front of him, I see that his whole body is shivering and I can clearly hear his raspy breaths. The small puff clouds of every breath he releases shows just how chilled the night air is. Without thinking, I scoot over to his side and wrap my arms around him to try to warm him up. I hate touching people and I hate being touched, but I leave my thoughts behind as I feel Alois' heartbeat.

Thump...Thump

It's so low and shallow, it's barely audible; even for my ears. Alois' skin is so pale, it almost matches the snow beneath him. Why the hell is he out here?

Sebastian comes into view less than two minutes later, with a distraught look on his face. Not wanting to waste any time on reading expressions, I take one last glance at Alois, then at Sebastian. One thought pesters my mind as I feel the coldness emanating from within the blonde beside me.

"We need to help him."


The soft 'tick-tick' of the wall clock and the occasional shuffling of feet are the only sounds as Sebastian and I sit in the waiting room of the hospital. Just after I found Alois, Sebastian and I decided to bring him here. Since Sebastian said he was friendly and most likely a runaway, he placed him in the backseat: along with Alois.

This did not bode well with me, since the dog was constantly trying to lick or sniff me in some way. I would claw at it and hiss to try to scare it away, but obviously that wasn't working, since it wouldn't stop. Besides the dog, Alois stayed asleep the whole drive to the hospital. We left the canine in the car and rushed the blonde inside, where he was carried into a separate room. I'm not sure how long it has been since we first arrived, but it feels like hours. I know I don't particularly like Alois, but he hasn't done anything terribly bad to me or hurt me in any way.

The shuffling of feet makes my ears perk up and I lift my head, to see a man in white with a stethoscope around his neck walking over to us. Sebastian stands up and I watch as the two converse for a few moments. The doctor informs Sebastian of Alois' condition, which seems to be getting better. I think he says Alois had hypothermia, if I hear correctly. After a few handshakes and nods, Sebastian sits back down and the doctor departs.

"It appears Alois' previous situation of staying outside in the below-freezing temperatures has caused a case of hypothermia. The doctors have remedied this and are now checking to be certain of his health." Sebastian sighs and glances up at the clock, frowning slightly. "It's quite late, isn't it? Are you tired, Ciel?"

As if on cue, I yawn and cover my mouth with my hand, silently answering his question. He smiles a bit and brings his arm around my shoulders, pulling me to lean on his side. Even with my nap in the car, I'm still sleepy. I tiredly shut my eyes and try to catch up with Sleep as She runs throughout my subconscious without a care.


I hold my breath as I try to stay as silent as possible. Damnit, this is the third time this week! Who the hell keeps calling the authorities? From behind the shrub, I can clearly see the blue uniform of my current enemy. I doubt he sees me, since he isn't making a move in my direction. Wait...something's not right.

Where's the other one?

My heart starts to pound when I hear the crunching of leaves to my side. As slowly as I can, I turn to face the blue clad police officer. He's about ten feet away...watching me. Crap.

I take to my feet and dart out of my hiding place to escape them, which leads me onto the street. Narrowly avoiding traffic as I run, I constantly look behind me to see if I'm being followed. I don't see them, so maybe they've finally given up. They haven't been able to catch me yet, and it's been a year since they first noticed me.

My feet carry me to the side of the road, where I start to slow my pace and walk. Great, now I'm lost. Did I run the wrong way? Idiotic cops, they just had to find a way to ruin my day, didn't they? Just as I turn around to head back, I come face-to-face with a smirking blue-suited man.

I have to refrain myself from scratching the smirk off his face, since that would only cause more trouble. Instead, I take a deep breath to calm myself down and look him straight in the eyes.

"My my, you're a feisty kitten, aren't you?" Just one scratch...

"What do you want?" What's wrong with the police here?

He doesn't move away, but he grabs my shoulder with a death-grip. "You know, the public doesn't take too well to filthy creatures roaming the streets." Just one scratch... "I'm here to make sure the people of this town are nice and happy." Just a mauling...

"Y-You can't do that! You can't just take me away from here." What is he planning, anyway?

He tilts his head; almost in amusement. "Then tell me, where do you live little kitten?" No...no, he can't put me back in that place! He can't do that to me!

"M-My home?" I need to get out of here.

"Yes." He places his other hand on my available shoulder and forces me to stay still. "You must have a home, right? Now that I mention it...I did hear rumors a while back about a strange kitten being adopted from the orphanage. What do you think?" What am I supposed to say to that? 'Oh, yes officer, I am homeless. Why don't you just take me back to the shelter?' No way am I going to just stand here and be scrutinized by this imbecile.

A sudden gust of wind causes the man to sneeze and release his hold, unintentionally freeing me. I bolt away in the opposite direction, using the trees and bushes to shield me from the public's eye. Once I deem myself safe, I settle down underneath a ripe apple tree. What a random place to grow an apple tree. I sigh and lean back, smiling to myself as I hum a small tune. That was too close for comfort.


I wake up from my dream to find myself in the comfort of Sebastian's lap. As I look up, I notice his eyes are closed. That's a first, isn't it? It's strange to have him not watching me as I awaken. He looks so calm without that smirk on his face. I realize I've been staring at him for longer than necessary, since I find myself thinking how handsome he looks.

Quickly looking away with a blush, I glance around and notice a few people in the chairs around us. They seem to be asleep as well. Taking a look up at the clock, I notice why. It's almost three in the morning. A yawn escapes my lips as I cuddle back into Sebastian's warm chest.

Wait a second.

How the hell did I end up on his lap?