Chapter 6: Plotting

"I thought that you said that she would have no other alternative but to seek refuge in my arms!" a tall slender man with platinum colored hair hissed at another man, who was just as tall and slender as he was yet had hair that was blackish-green in color as they stood in a darkened alleyway of London's west end. "I do not know why I ever joined forces with a demon like you!"

"You, Taran, joined forces with me because we both want similar things. You believe that this watcher is your soul mate while I simply want the demon who she "loves" to suffer."

"Then what are you going to do about it, Midir? You had requested that I let you do this on your own."

The dark haired demon named Midir simply smiled. "Her love is a demon. Demons want only one thing – souls. She will never be able to win him over. Just wait and see."

"I hope you are right." Taran said as he turned and walked down the darkened alley, back towards the busy street.

Midir stood by and watched the angel leave before allowing his grin to grow wider on his face. 'Foolish angel,' he thought as he watched Taran leave. 'His request is folly. He has no idea that this watcher has made a deal with Satan himself…'

He smirked to himself as he turned and walked the opposite way down the dark alley. Not only was Taran not going to get what he wanted, but also Midir would be able to not only make the demon who was now called Sebastian Michaelis suffer once again, but he would also be able to devour the most delectable being that he had ever come across – and this time she was a heavenly creature instead of a simple mortal dame.


"Young master, it is time to wake up now."

Ciel squinted against the blinding light that was attempting to push past his closed eyelids as he heard the familiar voice of his faithful butler pulling back the curtains around his bed. Stretching as he opened his eyes, Ciel was relieved to see Sebastian standing next to his bed. In all honesty, he had been a bit worried that Sebastian would not be back by the morning when he awoke. Thankfully, Sebastian had proven him wrong.

"For breakfast this morning, I have prepared a honey glazed ham with a side of scrambled eggs. Your choices of bread are a croissant, toast and a scone. Which would you like?"

"The croissant," Ciel said as he sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed. He inhaled the aroma of the tea that Sebastian was pouring him. "This tea smells different. What type is it?" he asked as he took the teacup from Sebastian's outstretched hand.

"This is a Pekoe blend with a hint of lemon." Sebastian said as he began to dress his young master for the day. "Does it satisfy you?"

"It's different," Ciel responded as he took a sip, as Sebastian moved to finish dressing him for the day by slipping on his shoes before tying his eye patch over his left eye where the contact seal was. "But sometimes different can be a good thing.

"Very well," Sebastian replied as he stood and took the empty teacup out of his master's hand.

Ciel stood up from his bed and made his way out of his bedroom in the London townhouse with Sebastian falling behind him as normal. "What is my day like, Sebastian?" he asked as they walked down the seemingly quiet hallway.

"After breakfast, there are Funtom documents to go over and approve regarding our new line of foodstuffs. Then later this afternoon, you had promised to play chess with Prince Soma since we will be departing for the manor tomorrow morning. Finally this evening…"

Ciel tripping over his own feet cut Sebastian's explanation of the day short. In an instant, he swooped in and caught Ciel in his arms before he hit the floor. "Are you ok, young master?" Sebastian asked as he stood back up with Ciel cradled in his arms.

"All the sudden I feel dizzy," Ciel said as he placed a hand against his forehead.

Sebastian felt Ciel's forehead as he held his young master in his arms. "You do not have a fever yet you seem to have grown pale in color since your near fall."

Quickly assessing the situation, Sebastian turned on his heel and carried Ciel right back into his bedroom. "What on earth are you doing?" Ciel demanded.

"Until we know exactly what is wrong with you, rest is the best thing for you." Sebastian said as he entered the bedroom and set his young master back down on his bed. Within mere seconds, Ciel had been changed out of his clothes and back into his nightshirt. "I will make sure that you are left alone today while I send for a doctor to come and examine you."

"Please not that grumpy Dr. Jacobson." Ciel mumbled as he pulled the eye patch off and set it to the side as he lay back down against his pillow.

"No, I had someone else in mind…"


"Oh thank you miss!" the young mother said as Alena tended to her son's hurt ankle. "This is the second time he hurt it."

Alena could not help but smile as she finished wrapping the young boy's ankle before helping him stand on it gingerly. "Now just be careful and watch where you are running," she said as she tussled his hair slightly.

The young boy giggled before going to hug his mother. "Just make sure that he is not on his ankle too much for a day or so," Alena said as she took ahold of the young mother's hand. She pressed a few coins into it. "And make sure that he has a good pair of shoes."

The young mother burst into tears as she nodded yes before turning and helping her son out of the small office in the heart Whitechapel where Alena had her practice. She turned her back to the door as she began to straighten up from where she had attended to the young boy. A scrapping of the door catching on the hinges signaled that someone had opened and shut the front door of her office.

Glancing over her shoulder, she saw that Sebastian was standing in the doorway of her office. His dark eyes watching her every move. As their eyes met, a small smile spread across her face. "And what do I owe the pleasure of this visit so early into the day?" she asked. "I was not expecting you until well after midnight."

The previous night, after many more memories had been shared, Sebastian had suggested that they spend more time together during the nighttime to figure out who solve the predicament that Alena had ensnared both of them in. She agreed as well. But that had been mere hours ago.

"My master has fallen ill and I am not sure what is wrong with him."

"And you want me to examine him?"

Sebastian nodded.

"Alright," she said, picking up a few things and putting them in her medical bag. "Take me to my new patient."


AN: I know that this chapter was not very long, but I wanted to post something, since I had not in a while. I promise that next chapter will be longer and more will be explained! Thanks for reading! And I would always love to know what you – my readers – think about the story! Please leave me some loving in the form of a review! Sebastian thanks you as well.