Hey guys! I decided to continue so here it is! Its kinda jumbly but it's good I assure you...unless you guys tell me other wise. Btw, the beginning scene is the exact dialogue and actions except for Ciel's thoughts (those were mine). And the song is Monochrome no Kiss by SID. If you don't know what that is...you fail my friend.

"We're here, master." Sebastian placed Ciel down on the stone bench, taking a few steps back.

"So this is where it ends…" Ciel reminisced, his eyes sad.

"Yes…"

Ciel looked behind himself at a crow that appeared to be watching him. He narrowed his eye. "What about that bird?"

Sebastian looked up at the bird and narrowed his eyes in anger. "I will see to it," he assured.

Ciel rested back on the bench, flashing a smile till it disappeared. "Maybe you can give to it what's left of my soul," he suggested.

Sebastian smiled. "As kind as ever, master."

Ciel gazed deep into Sebastian's eyes. "So will it hurt?" he asked curiously.

"It will a bit. I'm sorry," Sebastian apologized in advance. "I will endeavor to be gentle," he assured.

"No!" Ciel barked.

Sebastian's eyes widened in astonishment.

"Be as brutal as you want. Etch the pain into me. Its proof I had a life worth living."

Sebastian wore a heartfelt smile. He bowed on one knee, his hand over his heart. "Indeed, my young Lord."

Ciel rested his head against the back of the bench. He looked up at the dark sky and thought to himself.

Sebastian bit down on the middle finger of his right hand and pulled off his glove, watching it fall to the floor. He walked over to his master, his eyes gleaming a pink fluorescent. He wore a cat like smile. He leaned forward slightly and stroked his master's face.

"I-I'll never be able to feel this touch again," Ciel thought to himself.

Sebastian brushed his hand underneath Ciel's eye patch, sweeping it off.

"I will never be able to see the blue sky or white roses." Ciel thought.

Sebastian took a step back and admired his complete meal.

"And I'll never…smile…ever again," he thought also.

Sebastian leaned forward with a large smile on his face. "And now…master…" he said.

"I don't want to die just yet!" Ciel shouted to the heavens.

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I capsized out of my bed when he started screaming. I gripped my head as it began to throb from the contact with the floor. "Ow, ow, ow…" I mumbled to myself.

"AAAAAAAHHHHH!" Ciel screamed in complete terror. He gripped his face and tugged at his hair. "MAKE IT STOP! JUST MAKE HIM STOP! I DON'T WANT TO DIE! DON'T LET HIM KILL ME!" he shouted. He screamed louder and louder the same statements. I rushed up to the bed and shook him.

"Wake up, Ciel! Wake up!" I shouted, tears streaming down my face.

Ciel's eyes popped open as he breathed heavily. He looked around the room and then at me. His eyes squinted and he began to cry, hugging me close. I calmed down my breathing and stroked his head. "It's going to be okay, Ciel. It'll be okay," I assured.

He told me his dream when he calmed down. Some man was going to take his soul. It was a contract between Ciel and this man. Though Ciel agreed to it in the beginning, when it came time to give up his soul, he panicked and pleaded for his life. That's all he got from his dream. I can still feel him shaking against me and it's been an hour since then. I looked over at the time. It was already 2:10 pm.

"Oh shit." I said bluntly. I tried to scurry out of bed. Something snagged my jersey. I looked behind me. It was Ciel.

"Please…Don't leave me alone…" he pleaded. Tears were forming in his eyes.

My face sulked. Great, now I'm a bad person for leaving him alone because I have to go to work. God…

"I'm sorry Ciel, I really am. But if I don't go to work, I'll miss rent," I explained. He tilted his head. He began to whimper. Ciel covered his eyes and cried. I freaked out.

"Okay, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'll take you with me…" I said, defeated.

His tears disappeared quickly. "Good. And I would like sweets for breakfast," he said with a smile.

I sulked. I just got tricked by a midget.

Ciel happily licked his ice cream as we walked to work. I didn't know what he should wear so I let him choose. Ciel chose torn gray skinny jeans, a white button down, a checkerboard tie, black Converses, and chains for his pants. He kept his trench coat though, but he didn't look half bad. I just wore a gray long sleeve tucked inside a gray tutu skirt with leather boots wearing my everyday trench coat and silver hoop earrings. I was going to put my hair in a side bun, but every time I did Ciel would undo it because I was taking too long. Spoiled brat…

"What do you do, anyway?" he asked, licking ice cream off his nose.

"I am advisor. I have my own advice column in the newspaper. I give advice on anything from relationships to what to do every day."

I slipped on a patch of ice and caught myself on the wall. I released a sigh. Ciel watched me. He smiled.

"Here's some advice: watch where you're going."

Now he's pissed me off.

I glared at him and put on an evil smile. "Ciel? Do you want to have kids someday?" I asked.

He raised a brow. "Yes…"

"Shut the hell up or I'll ruin that chance for you…" I threatened.

He inched away from me. I maneuvered around the ice and continued walking. I dwelled back on his dream. "Ciel?"

He looked at me.

"That man…From you dreams…Do you think he's still out there?" I asked.

Ciel gazed down at his ice cream and licked it. "Probably…He wasn't normal…"

That caught my attention. "What do you mean 'wasn't normal'?" I asked. Ciel bite into the cone. "It's just that…his eyes…they were red…but then they were pink,"

I thought to myself. "But lots of people's eyes change color."

"But his were different. When they changed to pink, it looked like mist was flowing in his eyes." Ciel said.

"That's strange…In the dream; did it show anything that could hint us towards who this man is?"

Ciel thought hard. "All I can remember is that he had jet black hair…and red eyes. Anything else the dream showed were indescribable. His features were…" Ciel blushed.

I patted his back. "We can go to the police later and look for this man together, okay?" I said, holding up a rocker sign. Ciel smiled and held up one also. "Okay."

"Why the hell did you bring a kid here?" Lucy yelled. I scratched the back of my head sheepishly and chuckled. "I couldn't leave him by himself so I brought him with me. I should have called first, I know…" I said. Lucy tapped her foot impatiently. Her Jerry curls bounced against her shoulders. "Look I'm sorry, I really am. But I have a really good reason for him not to be home alone," Lucy sighed and looked Ciel up and down. "Whose kid is he anyway?" she asked.

"He's homeless," I answered.

"You bring a homeless kid here? Seriously?"

"I'm sorry." I apologized.

"Make sure you keep him under wraps or your outta here," she threatened. Lucy turned on her black high heels and walked away, her brown skin glossing and her hoops clinking.

Ciel sat in a computer chair next to me and played with a ball of rubber bands. I clicked away at my article, checking on Ciel every once in a while. The next time I looked it was dark out. Most of the people were gone. Lucy was leaning against my cubicle, smirking.

"Come on, we're goin' out drinkin'," she said.

I looked up. "Huh?"

"Come on, the girls are going to a café not far from here."

"I can't. I have to take care of Ciel."

Ciel peered up at me as he pulled off a rubber band. "It's alright. I don't need a baby sitter. I can get home on my own."

I stared at him with a worried look. "Are you sure?"

"I'm fine."

I shrugged. "Um, okay." I leaned close to his ear. "Are you sure? What about the guy?" Ciel gazed over at me, his cold eyes. "I'll be fine." I sighed and turned off my computer, standing up. I handed Ciel his coat and put on my trench coat. "Alright, where are we going?" I asked, fixing my hair.

"Faustian Café."

It was decent. It was just a brick house with a flashing purple sign saying 'Faustian'. Music was blaring out of the windows. Lucy told me that the owner lets bands perform here. I felt uneasy about this place. It was in the ghetto of London.

"Are you sure about this place?" I wondered, staring at the flashing sign. Lucy and the others stared at me. "What are you so worried about? It's just a café. Calm down," Lucy said. The other girls nodded. "Um, alright."

We sat at a table nearest the stage. I order a virgin daiquiri, just to be safe. Everyone else got hard alcohol. The last act just ended; some cruddy rock band from what I could tell; and a lone guitarist was walking up to the stage. He wore a blue button down shirt with a gray vest over it. He also sported gray jeans and short raven black hair. I couldn't see his eyes. He sat on the stool center stage and began to strum his guitar. He leaned close to the microphone and sang.

The monochrome blows
Through our colorless encounter.
I shall entrust each of my pains to you

The unforgiving autumn,
Which forcefully traces my scars, comes
While you're cool fingers still beckon me

After I'd melted, you tenderly save
The troublesome, icy me
And toy around with me with a kiss

Nevertheless, I search for a single form of love
Your dried eyes tied it to the present from a time far beyond
If I can, I want to end while shrouded this like
Together, we concealed our pale selves; the moon is hiding, too

How many nights
Did I come to love since then?
In the sea of dependence, I forget to even breathe

Even with your captivation, you only leave behind tepid warmth
In the art of knowing when to quit
I dislike your conceited kisses

Don't leave me alone, perceive and color me already
What words will slip out of your room?
Being confused, falling asleep- Will you tell me about things beyond those?
Only the moon is looking at the sighs lost in the questions of smiles

When the next long needle points to the ceiling
You won't be around anymore
I won't need you anymore

Nevertheless, I definitely searched for a form of love
Your teary eyes tied it to the present from a time far beyond
If I can, I want to end while shrouded this like
Your wish and the night bring morning along in vain

Paint it with a tender, passionate, yet cowardly kiss

The moon illuminates our final night

The whole time he was singing, he was peering into my eyes. I felt like I was in another world. His eyes were red…His eyes were red! Wait, what if he's the guy?

After the show, I walked up to him as he packed up his guitar and cleared my throat. He gazed up at me and smiled. "Hello," he said, in his British accent. "Hi," I greeted. My feet shuffled nervously. "Is something wrong?" he asked, putting the guitar case on his back. "Oh, it's nothing. May I ask you something?" He raised an eyebrow. "What is your name?"

"My name is Sebastian Michaelis."

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