One thing Ciel hated and always regretted after a party was the hung over. His head was hurting and his eyes was sensitive to light. He was lying down in a bed, though it wasn't his, it felt different. Softer. He opened his eyes and looked around in the semi-dark room. It was definitely not his room, where the fuck was he? He sat up in the bed and hissed in pain as he felt a jolt of pain in his lower back. In the corner of his eye he spotted some dark hair moving under the blanket and he tensed.

Who the fuck! This must be his house. Did he help me home after the party maybe.

Ciel was sure it was a man. Though who it was he didn't know. He couldn't remember anything from yesterday. It was cold and he shivered. Was there a window open in here maybe. He stood up from the bed and the blanket was removed from his skin that was fully exposed. Ciel was freaking out.

Did I fuck him!?

That did explain his back ache, and why he was cold. He was naked. Ciel hid his face in his hands and sat back down on the bed a bit too rough, he woke the other up. He rubbed his face and sighed deeply. He shirked and jumped a bit when he felt a hand on his shoulder that pulled him down on the bed. A pair of soft lips were pressed against his. Ciel struggled and pushed the other away.

"What the fuck man!"

He yelled and rubbed his lips with the back of his hand as he looked at the unknown man. He stopped as he saw who it was. Sebastian. Did he really fuck with Sebastian Michaelis of all people!

"Well you liked it yesterday-"

"I was fucking drunk!"

"Well so was I. And shut up. My head is hurting and your screaming don't make it better."

Sebastian mumbled and turned in the bed so he faced the wall. Ciel wanted to get back home and forget this, keep away from Sebastian and never see him again. Though, a part of him was happy. He did find him attractive, maybe it wasn't that bad, it could have been a total stranger. He needed to check what time it was. He failed in finding one in the room and searched on the floor where his pants was, with his phone. Only 2 pm.

"Why the fuck did you bring me to yours after the party and not my house. You know where I live."

"I do, but it was easier to get you here when you tried to suck my dick in the car."

"You drove while you were drunk!?"

"No, some guy drove us."

A reviled sigh escaped his mouth. He blushed a bit, had he really tried to suck him of in the back seat? The thought made him blush more and he laid down in the bed, back facing back.

"Why are you not leaving?"

"I'm to fucking tired and I don't know how to get home from your house anymore."

"You seriously forgot how to get home from my house?"

"Yeah. I only was here like four times. Three of them was to pick up Alois from 'not being able to walk home'."

"You should still know."

"If you fucking want me to leave I will!"

"No. I just asked why you aren't. I don't want you to."

"Well then I'll fucking stay."

Ciel mumbled and looked around in the room a bit. The walls were in a different color now. They were black, before they were in a light grey. It looked better with black. More clean and fitted the other more than the dirty grey. He scooted further away from Sebastian when he remembered he was naked and searched on his floor for his underwear. He got them in his hand and pulled them on, feeling more comfortable not as exposed for the world anymore.

"You were my first…"

Ciel mumbled a bit embarrassed about losing his virginity and not even remember it. He don't even know why he told him. Something told Ciel that after fucking for the first time you had to say you had lost your v-card to them. Maybe it made the other feel special? Ciel didn't know, he didn't see it as something 'oh so holy' that you don't just throw away like that. He tensed again when he felt the other turn in the bed.

"And…"

"I don't fucking know. I thought I might tell you."

Sebastian propped himself on his elbow and looked down at Ciel. His hand stroking through his hair.

"Don't. I don't like you."

Why was Ciel still denying the fact that he wanted him he self didn't know. But something told him no. His parents didn't know he was gay and wasn't….into, supporting gays right. Who know, they might stop paying for his car, food and apartment. Sebastian removed his hand and looked at the younger. Yes, Sebastian was 20, three years older than him. Though, when his hand was removed from his odd hued hair he wanted it back to comfort him. His touch was so calming, soft and gentle.

"Hey, you don't regret it, right?"

Ciel wanted to say no, but something inside him told him to say no. So like the stubborn man he was he was going to be a bitch a little longer.

"I don't know. It feel wasted because I can't even remember how the fuck I lost it or what I even did yesterday."

"….You regret it."

Sebastian sounded…. Sad? And disappointed. Why was he that? It's not like Ciel was the hottest and definitely not the nicest in the world. Or school for that matter, but he had graduated some years ago. Ciel still couldn't figure why he sounded so sad. Did he want him to not regret it?

Why am I always scotch a bitch around him?

The younger sighed and looked at the ceiling.

"You wanna know something douche."

Ciel wasn't used to be called douche, was he really that hurt he didn't know how to feel? Though the fact Sebastian was going to say something caught his interest. He loved getting information of any sort. So he looked over at the still naked man.

"You act like a bitch."

Ciel huffed and looked away again. He thought it was going to be something worth listening to, he know he acted like a bitch. Though he wished he would be more nice around him. He sat up and started to look around for his clothes on the floor. He was leaving. So what if he couldn't find the way home from him. He could just ask someone. He slipped his jeans on. Sebastian was watching him as he was putting on his clothes. His shirt came next and he made sure he got everything with him as he put on his jacket.

"So you're leaving anyways."

"Yeah, I don't want to bother you with my bitchy-ness."

He mumbled and got out from the room. His shoes were in the hall and he put them on. His head was hurting and he hoped it wouldn't be that hard to come home. He didn't want to fumble around on the street for hours and try to get home. He just wanted some rest so he could get up on Monday. He didn't need to talk to him. Just walk out and if you see him again, walk away.

He opened the door and closed it. It was cold outside and his jacket didn't really warm him much. His car was still at the party, if he got there he could take the car home. Though he was still hung over and didn't like drive then, and he didn't know how to get there.

Why couldn't he just get me home. It can't be that far away from him. The car drive to the party was ten minutes. Ugh, that fucking guy annoys me.

Ciel manage to get home after a good two hours after getting away from Sebastian. He was freezing and his back was still hurting a fucking lot. So the first thing he did was fill the bath tub with warm water and bubbles. He deserved a damn bath right now, and he felt dirty. What was he talking about, he was dirty. When he took of his clothes he spotted the small amount of dry cum on his chest and stomach. He sat down in the tub and scrubbed it off with a sponge. He had to get back and get his car to. But maybe tomorrow. He needed to rest after having a hung over and a aching back from sex he can't even remember anything of. It was rather annoying. He bet it was great. The thought made him blush brightly as he shake the thought away from his head and continued to soak in the bath tub. Ciel couldn't go around and think of Sebastian and their drunk fuck session.

He stayed in the bath until his fingers became wrinkled and stepped out to get the black fluffy towel. Sebastian came into his mind as he dried himself of. The towel reminded him of that damn man.

Can't I even do anything for a hour without get him on my head! Fuck him!

He threw the towel down in a corner of the bath room and stormed to his room to get clothes. He didn't mind walking naked in his house, he was alone after all. Though, clothes were better than being naked. He put on some boxers and cozy clothes. The apartment was cold and Ciel shivered a bit as he laid down in the sofa to take a nap. When he woke up, he was going to get his car, if he needed it for tomorrow.

Ciel woke up by a knock on the door. He groaned and sat up slowly. The boy was not in any kind of mood or state to talk to be in the same room as another human right now. He walked over to the door and opened it slowly to see his cousin on the other side of the door frame.

"Lizzie…"

He mumbled more to himself to make sure it actually was his annoying elder cousin. His sight was a bit blurry from just waking up. But when he heard her high pitched voice and saw her blond curly hair in two pig tails he was sure it was her.

"Hi Ciel. You look awful by the way."

"Mmh."

Ciel mumbled and looked at himself in the mirror that was set in the hall. His hair was still a bit damp and messy. Though, he didn't look that bad.

"Did you want something?"

He asked and rubbed his face in annoyance as he leaned back against the door. He really didn't want or need to talk to her now. He never did. Actually Ciel hated her. Just because she was a perfect daughter for a catholic family and Ciel wasn't made his parents compare the two teens. Whenever he said he was going to a party when he still lived home they always said 'You shouldn't party this much, and especially at this age. You should be more like Lizzie.'

"Yes, I came to see you were home now. I came by at eleven and you didn't answer the door or my phone calls. So I came back now."

"That wasn't what I asked for. Why did you even come?"

"Oh. Your mom told me to check on you. And invite you to the family party-"

"No. I won't come there."

"But Ciel! Why not!"

Ciel flinched at her almost yelling and sighed deeply.

"I fucking told you last year I wouldn't come this. I hate that stupid 'family party' ."

"Well you shouldn't swear that much. And what if I call your mom and force you to come?"

"I'll seriously be forced to kill you. Just let me be the fuck alone already."

He groaned and tilted his head to the side. If he closed the door in her face she would start to cry. He had done that once, never again. He had to comfort her for a hour before she left him alone.

"Fine. Though I understand why your parents love me more than you."

With that she turned, her pale pink winter coat swish in her movement and walked down the stairs. This was the first time Lizzie actually hurt him. Yeah Ciel hated his parents but to hear Lizzie, little innocent cute Lizzie say that kind of hurt him. And even though he did hate them. He still loved them. Their relationship was complicated, it has been ever since Ciel didn't want to live his life like his parents. He stood and stared at the closed door and felt his heart broke a bit. He know she was right though, they loved Lizzie more than him. His own parents loved her more than their own son. He huffed and got his keys so he could go and get his car. The boy closed the door and started to walk.

Like I needed that shit right now. She is seriously the worst. Fuck that bitch!

Ciel muttered for himself as he walked down the street. He should have put on a jacket before going out, it's still November and the streets was a bit frozen from the rain and small amount of snow that had already fallen. Ciel was just too stupid to take something more on before leaving his home. He could sit in the heat of his car when he was there.

It was almost empty in the street, only a few cars passing and maybe five people walking in different directions. He looked up from the ground and looked at the house to the right. It looked familiar. After a minute of staring at the house and wonder who lived there he started to walk faster and looked down at the ground again. That was Sebastian's house. Since when dose he live that close. Had he always. That was to close.

Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit!

Soon he had arrived at the house where he had parked his car. By this time he was frozen to the bone and as fast as he was in the car he turned on the seat heat and warmed up the car. He sat there a while, just getting warm again. He closed his eyes and relaxed a bit.

I want ice cream.

He shoot his eyes open and started the car as he drove down to the grocery store some blocks away. Yes, he was freezing his ass of, literally, some minutes ago and now he wants ice cream. Half way he realized he had forgot to buckle his seat belt and looked around. There was no cars there right now so he stopped his car and buckled up. He heard a car horn and wheels squeal. He looked to the side and saw a dark blue car driving against his car, fast. It had probably tried to stop but due the icy street he couldn't slam on the brakes. This was he was going to die? He didn't want to die. He wanted to tell Sebastian he was sorry. The car hit the left side, the driver's side and the windows broke, making glass fly everywhere. He felt sudden pain over his right eye and tried to scream but he couldn't. he held his hands over his head as the car continued to move to the side. He felt everything spin. He tried to open his eyes but blood had come into his right eye and it hurt. This time, he screamed, and loud. It was heart breaking. He started to cry from the pain and it stung.

"Call the ambulance!"

He heard a voice scream and people gathered around the mess he had created. Someone tear the broken door open and unbuckled his belt. He pulled him out and laid him down on the ground. He now felt his whole body hurting. He tried to look up at his savior and could see familiar black hair.

"S….astian."

The boy choked out and hissed in pain. He heard the sound of a ambulance come their way. His mind was racing.

"Seba….stian."

"Ciel! Are you alright!? Ciel!"

He smiled briefly and closed his hurting eyes, the smile didn't last that long. He gritted his teeth and he was picked up by two men.