Warmth, calmness, protection. Why these thoughts; these *words*, found themselves in my mind of all, I could not understand. All I knew was that I wrongly wanted my butler. I knew it shouldn't be so; it may even be evil in some way for me to have had such feelings towards my servant, but nonetheless, it could not be stopped. The way he held me, looked at me, spoke to me; everything he did I had somehow become addicted to. One moment without him and I felt as if I was truly a helpless little*child*.

"Young Master."

I shook myself out of my thoughts as my eye finally focused. Just like this morning, my butler stood before me, looking directly at me, a tray of breakfast at his side. The corners of his lips curved downward into a slight frown.

"Are you alright, My Lord? You have been acting rather strange all morning."

I cursed myself for letting my mind slip away. I usually had much more control over myself and certainly over my thoughts, but after the dream, I have indeed been feeling very strange. "Yes, yes, I'm fine. I'm just a little drowsy, that's all."

He gave a nod and set down my first plate of food. He began to recite the different dishes for the morning as usual, in which I would normal pay much attention to make sure that the meal was to my liking, but this morning, his words merged together and I could not understand them. I waited for his lips to stop before I began to eat, not questioning what the dish even was.

I could tell that Sebastian had been sensing these things; he knew that I was in a whole other world as I could see his uneasiness. When I had concluded my dessert, I sat silently, staring off into the distance. Only today would I let my mind alone to its own wants.

"Master." He finally said after moments of silence. I only looked at him without a word. Soon I felt the chill of his fingers and hands as they cupped my cheeks.

"Young Master," He repeated. "Are you ill?"

I lifted my hands to feel his and stared into his eyes. They brought me a sense of protection despite my knowledge of their demonic appearance. I could feel the tips of my ears begin to heat up as well as my cheeks. My eyebrows furrowed as I softly slapped his hands away. "I'm fine, I said."

"Perhaps you should rest. Today is your day off, after all. A nap wouldn't hurt." I stayed silent as my butler took the dishes and silverware from the table and made his way down the hall. Mey-rin met him halfway and they began to converse, though I couldn't hear them nor read their lips. After a short time, the maid saluted Sebastian and began to make her way to me as Sebastian continued on his way.

"Good mornin' Young Master!" She exclaimed with a smile. She adjusted her spectacles before taking my arm respectively. "Sebastian says you aren't feelin' so well."

"I told him that I'm fine. I'm simply drowsy."

"Come on then, I'll take you to your bed and you can take a rest."

With a gentle tug, I rose from my seat and followed my maid to my chambers. I did not want to sleep for fear of having a second dream, but my drowsiness was not a lie, unfortunately. So against my own will to stay awake, once I was in bed, I could not keep my eyes open. My eyelids collapsed and I fell asleep once again.

"N-NO," I screamed, summoning my last amount of energy. Tremendous pain seeped into my right eye before consuming my body. I gripped the arm of the thing that brought the unwanted pain upon me. I scratched and pulled at it, but more pain only pulsed through it and found its way into me without any mercy.

"P-Please s-stop t-this, S-Sebas-tian.."