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Firstly… sorry for not updating! Lots of stuff going on… and seeing as my exams are real close, I have no idea how much I'll be able to update.

The good thing about all my excess time is that I can muse over multiple plots and scenarios…and whether or not I want a real depressing one….

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Xavier POV

I clung to my daddy's hand securely as we walked towards the tall building. I was excited to be here. My daddy had work, as well as my mommy. They were going to use the day to catch up or something… meanwhile, I would be taken care of by someone else. I thought it'd be the Sebastian man; he seemed interesting, even if there was something frightening about him. Though I had no reason to be frightened of him, since he generally acted nice… but still….

But I was going to see someone else. I continued to hold on to my father's hand as we approached the building, walking inside. I kept as close to him as I could, looking around. Everyone seemed to wear funny suits, like my dad, but some of the girls had on skirts and stuff. They all appeared to wear glasses as well. I stared in wonderment as we walked, noticing the shockingly bright eyes. All of them the same… like my mom and dads.

"Daddy?"

"Yes, Xavier?"

"Why does everyone have strange eyes?" I turn to look up at him, hoping for an answer. Normally, he answered so quickly. But… as the seconds ticked by, his jaw seemed to be working, obviously in thought.

"Because….." he sighs briefly. "Because… you're special."

Special. A word I heard… well, a lot. My early guess was that it was a good thing… but I wasn't totally sure. Everyone looked at us, a quick glance at me, and they would look surprised. Then they'd look at my dad, and his jaw would tighten, and they would look away.

"Daddy, why are they looking?" I whisper quietly as I look up at him. He looks down at me.

"You're adorable, of course." The corners of his mouth turn up slightly, and satisfied, I resume to looking around the place. Large, spacious… I didn't like space. Not really… I begin to skip a bit as we head to a lady behind a desk, they exchange a few words, and we're off again. And still, the stares. I push it out of my mind as we head to a place with cubicles. A nice, airy place… but at the same time, sort of…. formal.

"Ronald, there you are. You sure you're up for this?" My dad approaches another one of the glasses people, who is lounging in a chair will files in his hand. Upon seeing my dad, he jumps up with a grin.

"Of course, boss! Happy I could be of help…" still grinning widely, he turns to look at me, crouching at my level. "So… you're Xavier T. Spears, am I right?" He reaches out to ruffle my hair, and I clutch onto my daddy's pant leg. He laughs, and my dad nudges me forwards.

"Ronald will be looking after you, Xavier. Try to be careful…." My dad then turns to the other guy. "Be careful, Ronald. I swear, if anything happens to him-"

"Oh, I'll be careful William. Wouldn't want any overtime…" He snorts a bit, and my dad sighs.

"Believe me, if anything happens to that boy, you'll wish I'd given you overtime instead…." He looks back at me. "I'll be done in a few hours, alright?" I nod mutely, and the two share a few more words before my dad stalks off. I blink after him, and then turn to look at the man named Ronald. He holds out his hand for me.

"Ready to go? We're heading over to my place… well, actually, we can go wherever you want." I stare. Not many times did my parents let me go where I wanted… they were afraid for my safety.

"Alwright….. a park." I nod to myself, and he raises his eyebrows.

"…A park? Well, alright, I suppose we can go there….." Grinning, he takes me outside, and we begin walking to the park.

And it was this walking that caused us to be tired in about 5 minutes.

"I'm tired…." I moaned as I dragged my feet.

"Awe, come on kiddo, we've only been at this for a while….."

"Wronnie….." I moaned, clutching onto his hand tightly. He sighs, then turns and looks at me, a mischievous grin on his face.

"Hey, say, Xavier… have you ever rode on a lawn mower?"

Sebastian POV

"Your tea, Master." I gently take the tea off the cart, setting it in front of the blue-haired boy. He puts the papers he was holding down, and picks up the cup so sip at it. He doesn't have any complaints, so I stand by with satisfaction. That routine repeats itself for another few minutes; him sipping from the cup, me standing and awaiting the next order.

Finally, a few seconds later;

"Sebastian."

"Yes, Master?"

"There is news of a bizarre doll in the middle of London. The case was covered up, of course… but we need to stop the Undertaker. Soon."

I nod quietly. The Undertaker created corpse-like beings that moved like a human. But while they could move, they had no souls. And, like all humans, they were greedy. They wanted what they couldn't have, so they sought out souls from other beings, and attempted to remove them. And by remove… they basically ate humans, the cannibal way.

"But I'm not sure how we should approach this… I have no doubt you can take him on alone. However, with me there…." Ciel's voice drifts of, thinking of the previous times we encountered Undertaker. Ciel would just be a liability. He was human after all.

"But Master, if I leave you alone, knowing him he'd have a backup plan. And if he were to commence that plan while I'm not around…."

"I know, Sebastian. We need some other way…." His voice trails off deep in thought. I look at him, the hard determined face obviously trying to look for a solution. Then… a small thought.

"What if I can perhaps get… a solution?"

"And what would that be, Sebastian?" His voice holds mock amusement, though mostly boredom. I smile.

"A creature… that is stronger than a shinigami and a demon."

He sighs. "I don't have time for games…"

"No games. I am talking about a hybrid." I stare at him, and he quickly glances at me, looking slightly interested.

"…A hybrid?"

"Yes, a hybrid. A combination of a shinigami and a demon. And they are very, very rare to find. However… I may have a solution."

I have his attention. "So, Sebastian, tell me this solution? Tell me how a hybrid can help, if they are so hard to find?" Ciel smirks, deciding to play another one of his games, despite his earlier protest against games. I just shake my head.

"He goes by the name of Xavier T. Spears."

Silence.

"…. T. Spears? Do you mean?..."

"Yes, Master." I stand there and wait as he thinks this over, obviously trying to figure this out. Then;

"But …. If he's with them, then we very much can't do anything, can we?" He settles back into his seat, picking up his papers to go through them again. I just nod a bit, and then go to collect the tea he finishes. "In fact… it's best if we don't' mess with their kind. Not at the moment, anyways. Let's figure out our priorities, and will take it from there." Ciel settles into the chair, and with a 'yes Master', I turn and wheel the cart out of the room.

….Undertaker… may come for you sometime, Master, I think to myself. Of course he would, he was a wanted fugitive now. And it was true; I needed to be by Ciel's side at all times to protect him. But like last time, being by each other's sides might prove dangerous….

So, if we had another person to protect you… a person surely capable… I must this to myself as I put the tray away, going to check on any other chores that needed to be done before everyone retired.

Another person… but we couldn't use the kid. Then again, his parents wouldn't even allow it. So it wasn't a good idea…

But, Sebastian, you have your little Master to worry about. This was troubling… very troubling. Maybe next time, I'll think about it… I didn't want to just use some kid. Then again, he wasn't some kid, was he?

I go to my small room, taking off the plain white gloves, letting the flimsy fabric slide over my fingers. As I do so, I glance down at the marking on the back of my hand, taking note of the circle and the intricate patterns. I remember Xavier's, tiny on his hand, but still there… and the similarities between his and mine. I wonder how that could've happened…

Interesting… all very extremely interesting…I wonder as I lay back on the bed to stare at the ceiling. I'd definitely need to get my priorities straight.

Done! Hmmm…. Ronald shouldn't be trusted around kids. And NO ONE at this point should trust Sebastian… well, I sure am making him into a demon… I plan make him fit the role. *sighs* Well, until next time…