A/N: So second chapter, some more story development, and hopefully some excitement. But I have to say that this story has received the most amount of reviews from a single chapter then any of my other stories, so thank you so much to those who reviewed, favorited this story, or even put it on alert. Thank you thank you and I hope you will enjoy the rest!

Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji nor do I ever plan to.

Chapter 2: There Is No Mathematics To Love And Loss

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For some odd reason, Ciel's nightmarish reenactments reminded me of our first meeting, our day of signed contract and seemingly infinite companionship.

The heat could have easily been explained as the fire which burned down the Phantomhive household, the screaming the burning bodies, and the restraints the agreement on which we both partook.

If it was looked at this way it all made sense and was the most logical explanation, and when anything came to Ciel, it most definitely was logical. However, the pure fact that Ciel himself hadn't realized this was what made me uncertain. You would think that the one to first handedly experience such a traumatizing event would be able to recognize such obvious allusions, so perhaps Ciel had another theory in mind for his dreams.

I, however, was currently preoccupied with re-adorning the kitchen with its usual necessities, all of which had incomprehensibly been destroyed by an overly zealous Bard.

"I'm so sorry Mr. Sebastian, but when I was cooking tonight's meal, there just wasn't enough Pizam in it, you know, I just got kinda carried away..." Bard rattled on and I internally sighed.

I was so tired lately.

Usually I could easily dismiss these physically impossible occurrences and easily handle repairing them, but today it was taking me longer than usual. Not that it was noticed by the others, considering how I know appeared to be working at any normal human's pace.

I sighed again as the repairs were finished and rubbed one of my red eyes with the back of my gloved hand, only then did Bard turn to stare at me questioningly.

"Are-Are you okay Mr. Sebastian?" He asked hesitantly, obviously unsure of how to deal with the situation.

"Yes, yes, fine." I consoled. "Just don't do it again." I commanded, and Bard straightened himself, clicking his heels together and saluting to me. "Aye-yai, sir!" He said enthusiastically as I exited the room.

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Now I was almost certain there was something wrong. I couldn't stop rubbing my eyes and when I had checked them in the reflection of my pocket-watch they did seem unusually dilated.

I finally arrived at Ciel's bedroom door, uncharacteristic anxiousness rising in my stomach, in order to prepare him for bed. I knocked lightly on the magnificently carved wood, waiting for permission to enter.

I heard a small "come in" from inside and gracefully pulled the door open, stepping carefully and yet assuredly towards my master who was sitting lazily on his king-sized bed.

"You're late." He complained lazily when our eyes met, and I bowed apologetically. "I'll be sure to never to it again." I reassured as I once again met Ciel's somewhat distracted gaze. I began to approach his small form, my shoes clicking softly on the marble ground.

I kneeled before the young master, lightly cupping his right ankle, and began to remove the leather shoe. Once done, I moved to the left, delivering the same gentleness as I did the previous. I felt Ciel shiver slightly as I placed the shoe next to its partner on the floor. I caught a glimpse of my reflection from the polished tile and something within me broke.

I began to remove Ciel's silk socks when my eyes began to burn again, more intensely then they did before. I ignored it and continued with my task.

Ciel shivered again, breath catching slightly as my finger's brushed against his neck, in an attempt to remove the small ribbon tied around his collar. "What's wrong with you?" He asked breathlessly, irritation breaching between syllables.

"Nothing young master." I stated as I removed his velvet over-coat. "Does something displease you?" I asked mechanically, the burning in my eyes increasing ever so minutely.

"No, your hands are just warmer then usual." He stated bluntly, but still allowing me to continue in our nightly routine. I paused just the smallest fraction on a second, just long enough for Ciel's incredibly observant nature to kick-in.

"I'm sure you're just imagining it, you, of all people, know that I have no body heat." I stated matter-o-factly and Ciel nodded in agreement, causing strands of his hair to fall over his face, over his draping eye-patch.

I suddenly had the incurable desire to remove it, even though it was always last, and the urge over-road every other coherent thought I had. I stretched out my hands and wrapped dexterous fingers around the tight not in the back, pulling it ever so slightly.

Ciel instantly tensed, and looked at me questioningly, but I ignored it and continued on untying the material. Just as the cloth unraveled, the burning became physically unbearable and I placed my hand over my eyes reflexively, hunching closer to myself.

"Sebastian?" Ciel's now seemingly concerned voice echoed through my ears and throughout my body. Again something deep with in my core began to break.

I heard Ciel's small body shift on the bed, leaning closer to mine and I attempted to edge away, but the burning took over and stretched out into my stomach, my arms, my legs. Ciel's voice rang in my head again, but I couldn't quite comprehend what he was saying, but I felt its vibrations. Those vibrations seemed to fight off the burning and calmed the pain to just the slightest extent.

I felt my grip on my face relax, and Ciel spoke again, his voice still just a mesh of vibrations and uneven pitches. The burning left my body completely and settled warmly again in my eyes. How could he do this to me? Manage to cure me so unconsciously?

The immense relief that swam through my muscles was uncontrollable and before I could stop myself, I had gripped Ciel's shoulders, and pulled him towards me. Swallowing his surprised gasp with my lips.

Ciel's entire body tensed immeasurably but I continued, no longer able to grasp any sense of my position in Ciel's fragile life. He was so soft, so frail, the simple thought that just one wrong move and I could break him sent a thrill down my spine. I felt Ciel relax just the smallest bit under my touch, and that indescribable breaking feeling began to repair itself again, warmth replacing its dark emptiness.

We finally parted, Ciel panting softly, eyes glazed over until we finally looked at each other, and those beautiful sapphire irises grew wide in what could only be interpreted as shock.

"Your...eyes." He panted out in a slight daze.

"They're, They're gray."

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A/N: A cliffhanger so early in the story? Yep, sorry about that, but that's just where it had to stop. SO, I do hope that you enjoyed this chapter, even though it is so short. I'm not sure what's wrong with me, usually my chapters are so long, maybe its just this story... oh well. And kudos to anyone who knew my musical reference in this chapter... I love that song so much.

Now I must leave, but please review and thanks again to all that have already.