Chapter 2

Mismatched eyes blinked open against their owners will, as sunlight filled the room, chasing away the leftover shadows from the night.

Sitting up Ciel rubbed one of eyes, as he fully awoke, whilst watching his butler's every move with the other.

"Good morning young master. Today I have prepared you Poached Salmon and mint salad with your choice of side dish, scones or toast, along with a Ceylon Tea. Which would you care for? "

"Scones" As was the normal choice.

He continued to observe the demons actions, looking for any sign that something was wrong but found none. As always Sebastian's movements were graceful and elegant.

As soon as he had eaten and finished his tea, he stood away from the bed and allowed Sebastian to dress him. Now he was close enough to properly see his face and eyes for any sign of a lie or discomfort he decided to see if his butler was going to come clean, or if he would have to take matters else where.

"Sebastian, has there been any letters sent to me recently?"

"No young master. Have you been expecting any?"

Ciel looked down as his butler smiled at him.

"Yes, it's been a while since I have heard anything from the queen. I had at least expected to run into that butler of hers. Ash wasn't it?" If he had not been so close to the other, he would not have notice how the smile his butler wore dropped slightly, as it became more forced than what it had been. Yet he acted as if nothing was wrong as he continued his job of dressing his master, putting Ciel's eye patch on, gently brushing away the strands of hair that covered it.

"I'm afraid there has been no word from her majesty my lord, perhaps she is finally satisfied with how things are. And yes, I believe that is correct, though I didn't expect you to pay close attention to a butler that wasn't me. Am I no longer enough for you my lord?" Wine coloured eyes flashed briefly, moving closer than was comfortable as he took a firm grip of Ciel's chin, not allowing him to look any where but at him.

Ciel couldn't help but roll his eye. "Honestly you stupid demon, there is no need for that behaviour. Besides what if someone else has caught my attention?"

Eye flashed again. "My, my, how cruel you are young master. Here I thought that you loved me. You have said many a times that all you needed was me. You weren't lying now were you? How unbecoming of a Phantomhive"

Glaring at his butler he pulled himself away from the demons hold and took a step back. "Watch your place demon; do not speak to me in such away. And whilst you're at it get rid of that ridiculous notion of love. What we do is not out of affection, it is merely for pleasure and to act as a distraction, nothing more nothing less. Now, summon that butler Ash for me at once."

"Bocchan is certainly a heart breaker, considering that I am in love with you" He sighed, a hand over his heart.

Ciel froze. Wait, what?!

His butler…this demon…loves?

No. This was surely to put him off of the conversation. He had to be persistent.

Acting as if he hadn't just been confessed to, he stared impassively at his butler. "Sebastian, I said to send for Ash, why are you still here?"

He noticed the way those dark eyes narrowed, before a very fake smile was shot towards him. "Forgive me, my lord. But He is no longer with the queen. He has not been with her for a while now, and there is no way to contact him as his location is unknown,"

'Well, this is interesting' Ciel thought, a brow raised in question. "Pray tell, why he is no longer stationed with her majesty?"

"It seemed he was, shall we say, misusing his power, and was therefore dealt with. May I ask the sudden interest with him, my lord?"

'That's one way of putting it lightly, but you're still lying to me Sebastian' he thought.

"Did you know I had the most peculiar dream the other night, that he had wings? They reminded me of ones that belong to an angle."

Sebastian, eyes widened slightly. "What a strange dream, that you would think of something as holy as angle wings when you walk among the dark" He smirked.

"Indeed." He walked to his door, but before he opened it he sent a look over his shoulder to his butler, who in return gave him a question glance.

"Sebastian, is there something you wish to tell me? Anything at all perhaps"

Sebastian frowned at his master's odd behaviour. 'What is going on?' He wondered. He had an idea, but it shouldn't have been possible. He had made sure that- never mind. He would fix this.

"Of course not Bocchan"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes my lord. You know I never lie"

'But you do', was the thought unsaid as Ciel made his way to his study, thinking of what he should do now that his butler was not cooperating.

"Bocchan, now that your questions are out of the way, allow me to go thorough today's schedule. Your morning will start with lessons in history and the violin, before we work on those dance skill you so lack. You have a meeting with one of your toy manufactures, then after that your afternoon is free. Although I'm sure, I could personally see to find you some sort of 'activity' to keep you occupied during that time."

"Clear it all. Something important has come up that requires my immediate attention. Prepare a carriage for me at once then gather the other servants by the entrance."

"Yes my lord." As he left, Sebastian tried not to frown at the sudden command. He was not aware of anything important coming up. He knew this because he kept an eye on everything his master did, or wanted. Something was not right, and he did not like it, not at all. If he was correct in his guessing, from the hints that had been given to him, Ciel's memory had some how come back. And he was now plotting something. He would find out.

If he couldn't find out what sort of plan his master was up to, what kind of butler was he?

Having everything ready, all the servants were stood before the young Earl, as he gave each of them their orders.

"Finny, water the roses and trim the trees."

"Yes sir!"

"May-Rin, polish the silver and wash the sheets"

"Y-yes I w-will, yes s-sir"

"Tanaka, keep drinking your tea"

"Ho, ho, ho"

"Sebastian, you will stay here and continue with your jobs. Bard, you will escort me on my trip"

"Yes si- WHAT!?"

Ciel sighed as he looked at four shocked faces, and one that was frowning in displeasure.

Sebastian stepped forward, bowing as he spoke. "My lord, please allow me the duty of watching over you. I think it best if you were in my sight at all times."

Ciel growled in annoyance. "Bard will be enough for this. You will remain here. I order you to not take even a step to that carriage. Bard lets go."

"Yes sir"

Everyone left to do as instructed, except one. Who remained still, even as he was now encased in shadows that seemed to be coming from his body?

"Not a step in his carriage, was it? Well of course. An order is an order. However…."

Bard pulled up to the building he had been directed to. It looked kind of shady if you asked him. "Are you sure this be the place sir?"

Ciel stepped out of his ride and looked up at the sign above. "Yes. This is indeed the place. Wait out here till I am done."

"Yes sir."

With that, the Earl walked into the place know as 'The Undertakers'