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A/N: Hello again. Thanks for the favs, reviews, and alerts. That was...fast. This would have been out sooner, but I was busy reading Yu Yu Hakusho fics. I'm glad you guys like this so far. So, here's more.

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Ciel stayed downstairs for the rest of the day. After the mirror incident, the feeling of being watched had intensified. It was beginning to make him nervous, but of course he wasn't afraid. Of course not. He would never be afraid of something that didn't exist.

He was now eating dinner with his parents in their new dining hall. Their regular sized table seemed very out of place in the huge room. But they didn't mind. They knew that they were going to have a surplus of space.

"So, Ciel, what do you think of the place?" his father asked him eagerly.

"It's very...big," he replied. "And yet, it already feels like home."

"That's wonderful!" his mother cried. "Tell us, how did you like your room?"

He repressed a shudder, remembering his encounter in the bathroom. But he forced a smile and replied "It's like there are a bunch of different rooms in one. It's more than I know what to do with."

"It's the biggest bedroom in the house," his father informed him. "It belonged to the last Ciel who lived here."

He repressed a sigh. His parents were getting carried away with this "two Ciel's" thing. He decided to change the subject.

"Don't you think it's rather cold in here?" he asked.

"It's cooler than outside," his father commented.

"I don't feel cold at all," his mother said. She looked at him worriedly. "Are you feeling alright, darling?"

Suddenly, he felt extremely tired. He wanted nothing more than the comfort of his bed.

"Actually, mum, I'm feeling kind of tired," he answered as he rose from his chair. "I think I'm going to head off to bed."

"Oh, are you getting sick, darling?" she asked, looking concerned.

"No, it's just been a long day," he replied.

"Well, goodnight then, son," his father said with a smile. "Remember, your mother and I need to go back into town tomorrow to finalize everything. You'll be by yourself here, so be careful."

"Alright, goodnight you guys."

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He yawned into his hand as he opened the door to the bathroom. As tired as he was, he figured he should take a quick bath before bed. Some dust or something might still be sticking to him.

He paused to look at the old tub again. He assumed that it as very old, but it looked clean and in good condition. When he went to turn the knob for hot water, his eyes widened in surprise. The tub was already full!

"Did the faucet leak or something?" he wondered.

He inspected it and saw nothing wrong with it(not that he knew much these things). He put his hand in the water and quickly pulled it back out. It was burning hot!

"This doesn't make sense. It couldn't have filled itself up," he stated. "Oh well, no use wasting it."

After adding some cold water, he stripped and stepped inside. He still longed for a shower, but the hot bath was also nice. He closed his eyes and rested his head against the tub. After a few minutes, he was starting to doze off when a loud bang to his right startled him back to awareness. He jumped, causing some water to go on the floor, and looked around. To his relief, there was nobody there. But then what made that noise?

He suddenly noticed that there was a small wooden table next to him. On it were a few towels and a bathrobe. He was starting to get an uneasy feeling. Where on earth had those come from? He certainly didn't put them there.

"I must be more tired than I thought," he muttered.

He got out of the tub, dried himself off, and rapped himself in the robe. Once, again, the door opened for him as he walked toward it. He was going to have to figure out what was causing that in the morning. Perhaps some sort of lever in the floor?

He received another surprise when he approached his bed. The blankets had already been pulled back and his pajamas were spread out on top of it.

"Mum must have done this," he guessed. Who else could it have been? He had demanded that his parents stop babying him when he turned ten. But he was glad, for he didn't feel like going back to the wardrobe room.

Putting on his pajamas was odd. It felt like they were moving on there own. He figured it was his fatigue catching up to him. But what really got to him was what happened when he climbed onto his bed. As soon as he laid down, the blankets moved themselves onto him.

He let out a cry of surprise. He couldn't deny anymore that there was something going on in the house.

"That does it, who's there?" he demanded. "Show yourself!"

Suddenly, a black blob appeared by his bedside. He watched with wide eyes as it morphed into the form of a young man. He was dressed as an old-fashioned butler. He had black hair that resembled the wings of a crow. His skin was very pale, which made his reddish brown eyes stand out. He had a slight smirk on his lips.

"You called, my lord?" the man asked.

Ciel was shocked, to say the least. He didn't actually expect for anything to happen. Especially not for some strange man to appear out of nowhere.

"W-who are you?" he demanded. "And where did you come from?"

The man looked surprised. "Young master, what do you mean? I know that you have been gone from the manor for some time, but to have forgotten me completely? Are you feeling alright?"

"I'm perfectly fine!" he snapped. "Now answer my questions!"

"Of course, young master, forgive me," the man said. "My name is Sebastian Michaelis, and I am the butler of this estate. I have been here for quite some time."

"How long?" he asked. "The real estate agent told us that this place hasn't been occupied for years!"

"Well, by nobody that they could see," the man, know known as Sebastian, chuckled.

"Are you saying that you're some sort of- of- bloody ghost?" he asked, aghast. Oh no, this was not happening...

"Well, yes, young master, I am," Sebastian said with a small smile. "I have waited many years for your return."

"My return?" he asked. "What are you talking about? I've never been here before today!"

"Perhaps not in this life," the man said. "But in your previous one, you lived here all your life. After you perished in the fire – along with me and the rest of the servants-, I was sure that I was never going to see you again, but here you are now. Though I must say that it was rather naughty of you to wait so long to return. It's rather rude to keep people waiting, you know."

"Are you saying that I'm some sort of reincarnation of your past master?" he asked incredulously. That's the most preposterous thing I've ever heard in my life!"

The man gave him a condescending smile. "Of, course, sir," he said calmly, as if to sooth a angry child. "even so, I look forward to resuming my duties as your butler."

He had had enough of this. "Get out!" he ordered the apparition.

Sebastian placed a hand on his chest and bowed at the waist. "Goodnight, my lord," he said before he vanished.

Ciel shuddered and pulled his blanket over his head. He tried to convince himself that what just happened was some sort of crazy dream.

"It's just my mind playing tricks on me," he murmured. "Everything will be normal again in the morning."

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A/N: Guess what, Ciel? It isn't! I hope this will hold you guys over until I update again, which will probably be sometime next week. More Sebby next chapter. Now, I must return to my beloved Kuwabara and Hiei.