Phew, the second chapter is up!

Finally, they meet! The image on deviant art is something you have to see

Search dominance issues, it deffinitly made my day! The idea is older then mine!

That picture deserves a chapter, so i'll write one about it in here somewhere!

Enjoy!

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Chapter Two; The Meeting

"Sebastian, bring a candle."

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"Sebastian! Don't make me call twice."

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"Sebastian! I order you to answer me!"

Through the impenetrable darkness finally came an answer as a hand was felt on the Earl's shoulder. Swirling to face his butler, Ciel was about to shout again for ignoring him and from the looks of it, not bringing what he asked. However, he was cut off as the person spoke, the voice definitely not belonging to his butler.

"Um. Excuse me, but do you know where this is? And why it's so dark?"

Ciel's composure reformed immediately, not knowing who this was. From the voice he could hear it was a male, and not too older then himself. Though the distance between them was already quite close, he could not see anything but the hand that left his shoulder as he turned to face the stranger.

"Actually, I was hoping someone would be able to tell me the answer to that. Either way, we should find some sort of lighting."

The boy seemed to move slightly and think over the decisions. Still, before Ciel could speak again he reached forward once more and almost elbowed Ciel in the stomach as he searched for his hand. Finding it, he latched onto it and shook it once before replying with an oddly cheerful tone

"Ok, let's try and find our way back together. Since we can't see, we'll hold hands to make sure we don't lose each other. By the way, my name's Oz, Oz Vessalius. What's yours?"

Slightly surprised and uncomfortable at the sudden touch, Ciel almost snatched away his hand but refrained from doing so knowing that it would be troublesome to lose the boy in this situation. Swallowing his retort, Ciel introduced himself as they began to walk rather aimlessly through the darkness.

"Pleasure. I'm Ciel Phantomhive…I'm curious, where did you come from?"

"Well, I was just in Lebleux a second ago, but once I opened the door I ended up here. Oh look! Can you see that? There's a speck of light over there, lets go!"

"Lebleux? Is that somewhere in Fra-. H-hey, slow down!"

Of course, the request from Ciel was ignored as Oz ran towards the growing light pulling Ciel along with him. Ciel sent a glare that he knew would not be seen to the boy who he could now vaguely distinguish in the dim light. After all, he was not at all pleased. His legs were forced to quicken in pace because being dragged along in theses heeled boots was anything but comfortable. This irritation was then slowly altered to curiosity as the light revealed an area that seemed to be the only place within the vast never-ending darkness that contained something. As they neared, Ciel was able to see where he was going and the characteristics of his newly found…companion of sorts. The boy was somewhat taller then him, his hair, brightly blonde and eyes emerald green. His attire was surprisingly formal and plastered on his face was an…excited smile? Great. He was stuck with an idiot. Turning his attention to what was ahead of him, Ciel made out a large carefully embroded chair that was in front of a long exquisite table paired with a dozen chairs. There was no one occupying them but as they neared and slowly came to a stop, both boy's eyes were fixed on a figure on the other side.

Oz was confused. Yes, that was the word to describe this feeling. He had just waltzed into the living room, or what he thought was supposed to be the living room when everything went dark and Oz found himself in a position that he hated.

"Gil? Alice? Break? Guys it's not funny! I want you to see my suit!"

There was no answer and his heartbeat was quickening against his choice with every second of eerie stillness. Everything was silent and dark, and cold. The panic and fear immediately took its hold on Oz. Bawling his hands into fists, his widened eyes scanned his surroundings for something, anything that would confirm his hope. His hope that he was anywhere, anywhere but the abyss. His legs began to move, slowly then accelerating as he swore he could hear someone shouting. He didn't know where he was going but he just kept on going, not wanting to stay in one place for too long. As if answering his prayers, the voice was heard again, and this time louder as if the distance was closing in. Focusing everything on where the voice was coming from, Oz bound towards it. But in the complete darkness, his senses were at a loss, and he was afraid to miss the owner of the voice or worse move further away from it. After a few moments of agonizing silence, the voice sounded again, this time unbearably close.

'Sebastian I order you to answer me!'

Not caring who or even what it was, Oz reached out for the person he couldn't see and his whole body relaxed as his hand felt clothing that covered what should be someone's shoulder. Trying to calm his nerves, Oz spoke clearly in case…just in case. And to his delight, it, no, the boy replied to his question oh so casually. He was so happy that he had to keep himself from jumping and hugging the boy. Instead, he reached for where his hand should be and found it. The warmth and feeling of another human's hand finally reassured Oz that he was not in the abyss, or he was at least not in the abyss alone. Introducing himself happily, he began walking along, his heart finally calming. Within just a few minutes Oz spotted the first sign of light, it was as if his luck was returning. Excited to be able to see again, he started to dash towards it, leading Ciel behind him.

Once they were in the light, Oz slowed to a stop and glanced back at Ciel to make sure he was alright and to see what his new friend looked like. Silky black hair, long eyelashes, and navy blue eyes, or eye, made him look extremely feminine. One of his eyes was covered by a patch and his clothes looked really expensive. But before Oz could gush over how cute he thought the girlish Ciel was, his eyes followed Ciel's to another figure which stood not too far from them. Another boy, black hair again and like Ciel he was unexpectedly, pretty. The boy turned his head to look at them questioningly and Oz opened his mouth to call to the boy.

"Heyy! Are you lost too? Do you want to join us?"

For all Oz knew, the more people the better right?

That false tranquillity disappeared immediately like the light from behind the door as Miharu stepped inside. He blinked twice and waited for his pupils to get used to the sudden darkness. Still, he couldn't see much, so he used his hand to rub his eyes a few times as if to try and get rid of the fog that blurred his vision, but his attempts were no help. Seeing that it wasn't his vision's fault, Miharu searched around him for a brighter place. Finding it, he followed the light to a place where there was nothing but a few pieces of odd furniture. Not really knowing where he was and why he was there, Miharu just stood and gazed over the items in front of him, waiting for maybe a sign from the girl which he followed here.

His wait was certainly not long as he heard footsteps coming his way from the other direction. His body tensed by reflex, not knowing who was coming, but he was able to relax a little as he saw that they seemed not so harmful. There was a blonde boy and a dark-haired one, both probably similar in age to himself. What they wore was weird though, were they some kind of cosplayers or something? Both of them stopped as they got nearer and the blonde turned to Miharu and shouted something to him. It was in English, truthfully Miharu's English wasn't the best, but for some strange reason, he understood what he was saying. Miharu searched his mind for the right English words to reply, but he drew a blank so he decided to reply in Japanese. Well, worth a try. Yet to his own surprise, the words that came out of his mouth were English, fluent English. What he didn't know though, was that it was just Japanese. That different languages do not exist in this world.

"I don't know! I guess you could say I'm lost, did you guys follow a girl here too?"

The boy seemed to be confused on the last part of what Miharu had said but as he opened his mouth to reply he was cut off by another voice. A voice that belonged to neither Ciel, Oz, or Miharu. Bittersweet and blood chilling

"My my my.~ What little goodies do we have today?"

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Now then, i hope this was a good enough chapter

I'm not sure if I portraid them to the best

but I tried my best. So now its your turn!

Tell me what you think!