A.N- Okay, this is just going to be a short chapter. I was thinking of Sebastian and his love of cats. And then inspiration struck me. Have you ever heard of a fever induced dream? Well, that's what happened here. Here's chapter 3.5! Hope you like it!

Ciel sat in his study talking with a man by the name William T. Smith.

Mr. Smith would do good for the Phantomhive company as he owns a large string of toy factories.

But recently Mr. Smith's company hasn't been selling anything. So he came to Ciel in hopes of investing into the company, and becoming a possible partner with the Young Earl.

"Ah…Ah…AHCOO!" They heard a sneeze come from a room located only a couple doors down.

"What the devil was that Young Earl?" Mr. Smith asked looking to the direction of Sebastian's room.

Ciel sighed. Maybe the should move away so they aren't distracted by the sick butler's constant coughing and sneezing?

"My butler…" Ciel sighed. Mr. Smith shot a confused glance at Ciel. "Tanaka, the butler that is currently serving us isn't the main butler. He's a replacement for the Phantomhive Mansion's butler, Sebastian." Ciel explained. "As you can hear Mr. Smith, Sebastian is ill. That is why you here sneezing."

Mr. Smith let out a lighthearted laugh.

"I pray that you Lord stay healthy this winter, and don't catch that nasty flu from your butler." He said as if he were giving a toast. "I don't believe that's going to happen Mr. Smith." Ciel claimed.

(Meanwhile in Sebastian's room.)

Sebastian held a handkerchief to his nose as he sneezes several times. Each sneeze making him feel more and more tired.

He was breathing heavily and perspiring much. Every day that he was sick, his temperature would go up. So the poor butler felt warmer and warmer with the coming days. And it would continue until his illness hit it's peak.

But as Sebastian sat; he heard something.

No one else was in the room at the moment, so he found it odd that there was a noise coming from inside the room.

He looked over to where the noise had come from.

Something jumped from his desk onto his bed.

Sebastian kept his eye glued to the creature that had somehow gotten into his room.

The creatures yellow eyes were staring right at him.

'A cat?' He thought.

This delighted the cat-crazed butler. He reached to touch the creature but right before he could it jumped off the bed to the floor.

"Where are you off to?" Sebastian asked looking at the cat.

The cat strode over to the door of Sebastian's room. It started scratching at the door, wanting to be released.

Sebastian got up and stumbled to the door. He opened it following the cat.

'Look at it… it's graceful steps, bright yellow eyes, perfect black fur…' He thought as he slowly made his way to catch the cat.

At this moment, all of Sebastian's pain went numb and he felt as if he were in a dream.

"Come here…" He whispered.

Sebastian was now in the hallway. He kept his eyes glued on the cat.

X_X

Dizzily, Sebastian followed the cat. His hands stretched out in front of him, and a look of astonishment etched on his face.

He followed up and down that hallway, following the cat. Wanting nothing but to pet it.

(Meanwhile with Ciel and Mr. Smith.)

Ciel and Mr. Smith sat discussing a possible deal when they heard a large noise and what sounded like Sebastian.

Both looked at the door as it opened.

In stumbled a dizzy Sebastian. Pale and tired.

"The cat…" Sebastian mumbled.

"Sebastian! What are you doing?" Ciel asked.

"Y-Young Lord, you haven't by any chance seen a cat, have you?" Sebastian asked slurring his words.

The cat had gone from Sebastian's vision.

"Cat? What are you talking about Sebastian?" Ciel asked.

Sebastian stumbled and walked throughout the room, as if he were looking for something.

"The cat… The cat…" Sebastian mumbled over and over again.

"I'm guessing, Young Lord, this is the Phantomhive butler?" Mr. Smith asked. "Yes." Ciel replied keeping his eyes on Sebastian.

Sebastian continued to stumble around the room, every so often bumping into the desk or chairs of the room.

"Sebastian! Stop!" Ciel shouted.

But when it didn't work he decided instead to call for Tanaka. Maybe he could do something about the daydreaming butler.

"Tanaka!" Ciel called out the door of the room.

Suddenly, as he waited for Tanaka, Ciel heard the sound of someone falling.

"Young Lord! Your butler!" Mr. Smith shouted pointing to Sebastian.

Sebastian was now laying on the floor after collapsing.

In that moment Tanaka stepped in.

"You called Young Master?" He asked. "Yes! Sebastian, I think he's daydreaming!" Ciel shouted pointing to Sebastian who was still on the floor.

Suddenly Sebastian snapped out of the dream. The light of the room started aggravating his head.

"Too much light…" Sebastian said covering his head with his hands.

Tanaka quickly helped the sick butler up. But Sebastian leaned heavily on the fellow butler. Tanaka's knees started bending. He tried to move Sebastian but it wasn't any use. The sick butler was too heavy for the elderly butler.

Tanaka suddenly felt some weight lifted from his back.

He looked over and noticed Mr. Smith had taken Sebastian's other arm.

"Where's his room?" Mr. Smith asked. "A couple rooms down." Tanaka replied as they started to drag Sebastian.

"Hurry… too much light…" Sebastian complained. His headache was coming increasingly worse.

They quickly took Sebastian back to his room and put him to bed.

X_X

"How long has he been like this?" Mr. Smith asked careful to not disturb the now sleeping butler. "A week…" Ciel replied. "A week?!" Mr. Smith shouted. "Shhh…" Ciel said putting a finger to his mouth. "My Lord, I'd suggest taking him to a doctor. Don't these things last only a few days?" Mr. Smith asked. "That isn't needed Mr. Smith. Sebastian will recover in time." Ciel replied. "Do you at least have medicine for him?" Mr. Smith asked. Ciel shook his head. Medicine wasn't something he had thought of yet. That was something he'd ask Sebastian next time he woke.

"Are you doing anything for him?" Mr. Smith asked. "Everyone in the mansion is helping take care of him." Ciel replied. "That isn't enough. Your butler won't recover if he doesn't receive proper care. He need's to see a doctor. The flu isn't supposed to last very long." Mr. Smith insisted.

"Mr. Smith, I assure you that in time Sebastian will recover. Things have to run their course." Ciel assured the man. "But Young Lord…" Mr. Smith tried to push the subject. "Mr. Smith, need I remind you of the deal we were about to make? I don't have to give it to you. Now do I?" Ciel asked. Mr. Smith shook his head. "Now, let us return to my study." Ciel said leading the Nobel out of Sebastian's room.

To Be Continued…

A.N- Yay, I got another chapter done. This chapter ended up longer than what I had earlier planned on. How'd you like it? I hope it wasn't to rushed or anything. If it was I apologize. But anyway. Was Bassy cute like I intended? I hope so. I thought using Bassy's love for cats in a chapter like this would be cute. Anyway, hope ya'll liked it. Please Review! (Also, if the name William T. Smith kinda sound familiar I'm sorry. I didn't realize when I wrote this that it sounds like Will's name, William T. Spears… again sorry about that. It was the first thing that came to mind…)