It felt like he couldn't breath, his lungs chocking on the smell of blood in the air. Ciel placed a hand over Ashe's pale eye. A cool type of composure came over the young man. Such hatred burned through his body, he stood, his knees stained with his beloved horse's blood. His blue eyed glowed brightly in the darkened stable. He exited the barn, undertaker was waiting for him.

"Sebastian left?"

"He went to kill him. Ironic really."

"What is?"

Undertaker laughed sadistically.

"The fact that I will have to bury two people today."

Panic shot through Ciel at the very thought.

"Drive me undertaker. Now."

The man frowned deepened.

"Fine, but don't come crawling to me when you die."

Ciel shrugged,

"How is that even possible Undertaker."

"You'd be surprised of the things I have seen."

Ciel was still freaked out by that past statement when they pulled in front of Ciel's car. It was parked outside apartment building. A rather nice looking apartment building.

"The bitch lives on the third floor, room 6."

Ciel nodded Undertaker his thanks and exited the car.

"Yo Phantomhive."

Undertaker threw something at the young man.

"Shoot him with that."

Ciel's hand clasped around a silver revolver. It shown brightly in the dull light. It gave Ciel a feeling of strength, and a dangerous thrill of adrenaline shot through his body. He wanted to smell that coppery sweet smell of bloody. He wanted to walk through it, have it stick to the should of his boots. He wanted revenge, in the name of Phantomhive he would get it. Because if he didn't; get his revenge what else would there be for him to live for. Well besides Sebastian. But even Sebastian would get over him. He was worth nothing to no one in this god awful world. Claude was right about one thing. He was a pawn, but weren't most people only pawns in the giant chess board of life. He took the elevator up to the third floor, his small feet padded down the hall. Standing in front of room six. He took in a deep breath, and reached to open the door. But it opened for itself. Sebastian came out nearly running his lover.

"Ciel, I ….."

Blood hung to his clothes, smeared across his right cheek.

"What have you done?"

Ciel brought his hand back and smacked the man across his bloodied cheek .

"He was mine to kill. He was mine. I wanted my revenge. I told you not to kill him."

Sebastian brought his hand up and clutched his pulsing cheek. Ciel hit him, tears were burning behind his eyes. He loved Ciel but, when he acted like the dead man in the room behind him. He didn't like it, not one bit.

"Ciel I… please. I didn't…"

"Shut up. And get out of my sight."

Ceil felt betrayed. Being what Sebastian was, he didn't think that he would have done something like this. But, like everyone he had ever known, he betrayed him as well. He looked away from the sad raven haired man. He could not look at him, he couldn't stomach it.

"I'm going to Ronald's I don't want to see you there Sebastian. Just stay away from me. I'll give you payment for your services."

Ciel started to walk away; Sebastian lunged and grabbed the man's arm.

"Ciel listen."

"Get your filthy paws off of me."

That blue eye glowed passionately with hatred.

"Fine, you are not human if you can dismiss me that easily. You nearly slept me with last night and now you're pushing me away. Ciel, I love you."

"Love is fleeting like the summer breeze. You'll get over me."

Sebastian choked. How could he ever get over Ciel?

"I didn't…..Ciel. I didn't kill him."

Ciel felt like the wind was knocked out of him. The young jockey collapsed onto his knees, clutching his chest. He was panting. Sebastian pulled the silver revolver out of the shaking hand.

"Ciel, please don't have a heart attack."

The blue haired kid scrambled up into his lover's arms clutching onto him like he was water in the desert.

"I'm sorry Sebastian. I'm so so so sorry."

Sebastian held him tight against his slender body. Sebastian didn't care if he was dirtying Cell's pale skin, He held Ceil tight to him, willing every bad thing away that could hurt him.

"It doesn't matter Ciel."

"yes it matters I was…"

Sebastian kissed him, fiercely.

"Shut up."

Ciel's nose curled up in disgust.

"Sebastian, you stink."

The raven laughed into Ciel's lips.

"There is something you need to see."

Sebastian yanked the still shaking Ceil to his feet and led him into Sebastian's former apartment. Claude was on the floor before them. His eyes and mouth wide open, blood stained into his shirt, three bullet wounds in his chest.

"Fucker, he's wearing my shirt."

Ceil burst out into hysterical laughter. Sebastian pouted.

"It's not funny; I just got that damn thing. Ok that's not the weird part."

Sebastian picked up a not off of the counter and handed it to Ciel.

"Was this... found on him?"

Sebastian nodded. The note was on a crisp cream card stock. Gold lettering, in a cursive scroll.

Dear Sebastian Michaelis, and Ciel Phantomhive

I have sure that if you have found this card; my pawn has been properly disposed of. You might think that you have won Phantomhive, but be wary. If you lose you are mine. I'm sure that Sebastian can fill you in on the details. The game is not over. Faustus was simply just a pawn. No matter what his foul mouth stated, he was my pawn. I hope you lose the next race. So then I can get my hands all over that pale body of yours.

Love.

T

Ciel frowned and pressed back into Sebastian.

"Who is..."

"I have no clue Ciel. But if it is ok, I would rather not linger here any longer."

Ciel nodded and followed his raven haired lover out. Little did they know when they closed the door, a spark was ignited, a spark that lit a blasting wire. That ran the length of the apartment. When the two men hit the street a blast resonated from the house. Glass rained down on the couple, neither looked back at the chaos. Only forward. They could taste the metallic taste of gunpowder on their tongues, the explosion wrapped around the two neither hearing a sound.

Both were somber when they entered Ron's apartment. The events of the day laying heavily on both of them. When Sebastian opened the door his senses were assaulted by moans and mews. Ron was fucking Grell up against the wall. Grell clawing at Ron's back, his mouth wide open. Ciel's eye widened, taking in the sight before him. Sebastian wrapped an arm around Ciel's waist. Quietly they snuck by the oblivious couple and into the back guest room. Ceil flopped down onto the bed, Sebastian would have taken advantage of the kid's submissive state. But he did like a little fire with his romance.

"Ciel."

The young jockey opened his eye.

"May I ask you something?"

He shrugged."

Sebastian stripped out of his bloody shirt. The bright red blood still smeared across his face. Ciel thought he looked absolutely delicious. He came and straddled the small frame of Ciel.

"How did you lose this?"

Sebastian nibbled at the eye, slowly removing the eye patch with his teeth. He yanked it off reveling the scared eye. Ciel sighed at the gentleness. He loved Sebastian so much. The raven kissed the scared eye gently.

"I got kicked in the face by a horse when I was ten. Ashe's….."

Tear's welled up in Ciel's eyes at the thought of his horse, no his friend. He gulped; trying to force the tears back down. He wouldn't cry in front of Sebastian. Sebastian pressed a chaste kiss on Ciel's lips.

"It's ok Ciel. Crying is not something to be ashamed of."

Warm tears flowed out of Ceil. He clutched Sebastian close. Pain running through his body at the lose of his horse. Sebastian held him close, trying in vain to comfort the boy. He wouldn't lose Ciel, he would fight to the end of the earth to keep that from happening. After a few minuted Ciel calmed down, gently falling asleep not letting go of Sebastian. He untangled him self from Ciel, and wrapped him in blankets, he stood. His heart broke at the sight of the tear stained face. He would find Ceil a new horse, right now he would. He turned his hand on the door nob, Ciel cried out.

"Sebastian no don't leave me. Claude, leave him go…NO SEBASTIAN NO DON'T LEAVE ME!"

Tears once again streamed down the jockey's face his arms reaching out for Sebastian. He walked back and placed a hand on Ciel's chest, instantly calming the kid. His breathing steadied, the door opened, ron pocked his head in. Sebastian turned, Ron recoiled. Oh yes the blood.

"it's not his."

Ron visibly relaxed, Sebastian pushed past him into the kitchen. Grell was sitting on one of the stools.

"Howdy."

The post orgasm look was plastered on his face. The man was positively giddy. It made Sebastian some what nausea. Ron poured Sebastian a cup of tea.

"So, what has happened."

The blonde wetted a wash cloth and also gave that to Sebastian. Which he excepted gratefully. He wiped the thick blood from his face. Sebastian told him about Ashe and the death of Faustus. Ron looked worried.

"If Claude wasn't pulling the strings then who the hell is?'

Sebastian shrugged.

"Someone called T."

Ron and Grell shrugged.

"Never heard of him."

Sebastian sighed and stood.

"I have to go find Ciel a new horse. I'll be back, if Ciel wakes up, just tell him I'll be back. I have to pick up the trailer from the track first."

"Do you need help?"

Ron looked intensely at the raven, as if trying to see into his soul.

"Sure."

The two walked out, each contemplating what the other thought of them.