Stars swam before his eyes- oh the glaring and reassuring sign of it, plus the swirling black and white background. Ciel felt gravity pulling him under like an undertow and the horizon spun all around him. His irises constricted as insufficient amount of blood was pumped to his brain. Perfect. I am going to pass out right in on my doorstep. I hope it is not going to be cold tonight. He thought sardonically (and weakly) before his legs gave out and he wobbled like a tower, plummeting straight toward the ground. Unexpected, he didn't hit the hard cement; instead he fell into a strong and warm grip.

"Are you alright?" The stranger inquired in a amused voice without even trying to sound the least bit concerned. Gazillions of star danced in Ciel's vision and he tried very hard to peek between the stars. All that he could see was the black open-collar shirt and the rather delicate…and sensual collarbone.

Alois would like that…

As consciousness began to slip away, Ciel found himself nodding weakly in response before he finally blacked out and hung lifelessly in the stranger's arms, the black casing dropping to the floor.

Sigh, Ciel didn't even bother opening his eyes this time. It was clearly a dream, again. He frowned disappointedly, fingers twitching to find the familiar fabric covering him. Burying his face deeper into his quilt he curled up like a feline as he got ready to go back to sleep again.

"Do you intent for me to wait like this forever?"

Startled, Ciel threw up the cover and his eyes flew open in shock as they came into contact with a pair of swirling, crimson orbs. He froze at the sight of the intruder who was hovering above his sleeping body; examine his complexion.

"My, did the cat get your tongue? Do you not remember the truth that you summoned me from this computer game?" The mysterious man waved the black case in his right hand casually, a taunting smile tugging at his lip; strong aura of power and danger tumbled off him, blasting warm waves of heat at Ciel's face. His glowing red eyes never left Ciel face, hungrily studying his new master.

"You know, I didn't expect you to be so young-"

Shifting uncomfortably under the demon's presence, the boy managed to recollect himself and retorted coldly.

"Do you no think it's a bit rude ranting on like this?"

The demon blinked, and then grinned.

"Please do pardon me, Ciel Phantomhive. Being imprisoned in a video game with minimum contact from the outside world does have its negativities, you see. Thanks to you, I am set free now. Well, temporarily." To emphasize more, the man merrily stretched out his arms as if a he had just been released from countless years of shackles and heavy binding.

"Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Sebastian Michaelis, a demon if you didn't already know." The way he enunciated demon sent a chill down Ciel's spine. Ciel however ignored his body defensive mechanism and interrupted as he suddenly remembered something very urgent. His stomach growled.

"Then Mr. Sebastian, despite there are still many things we have not yet discuss about, I have one very important question to ask you- Do you cook?"

Five minutes after-

The demon named Sebastian watched speechlessly as the fragile figure seated in front of him wolfed down his third bowl of ramen. Sweat drops form on the demon's head.

"…Tell me child, were you starving yourself to death before we met each other?"

"No… I am just really hungry." The boy replied calmly despite his frantic way of stuffing the noodle down his throat like there was no tomorrow.

Unbelievable. How did he do that? The demon thought to himself in wonder as he watched in astonishment when the boy briskly finished his third bowl and eyed him in a very demanding way.

"Let's called that dinner for today shall we? I don't want to feed my new master to death on the very first day." Sebastian's eyebrow twitched a bit at the thought of being sent straight back into that torturous place within 24 hours simply because he failed to stop his master from overeating himself, which was very possible at this moment.

The young boy growled and his stare only intensified.

"I. AM. STILL. HUNGRY."

"A no is a no, I am afraid."

Licking his lips, Ciel crossed his arms and continued with his mission to murder his newest servant with his deathly hungry glare.

Sebastian mentally rolled his eyes while a jovial grin still managed to stay on his face.

He is still a kid, after all.

"Maybe if you eat more regularly your hunger can be more… controlled." The older man suggested.

"Humph." Ciel narrowed his eyes before a slightly guilty look climbed onto his face. "I-I lack culinary talents." He averted his eyes only to stare at the empty cupboard in his tiny kitchen. Sheepishly, he returned to study the man close for the first time.

The man had very handsome features, Ciel must admit. He had raven-black hair and eyes the colour of hellfire. Long and dark eyelashes framed his glowing orbs. A playful smile always lingered on his face, an insincere and irritating one nonetheless, but it was also one that was irresistible enough to make people like Alois swooned all over.

Do demons all look like this? Ciel was perplexed. Aren't they supposed to look evil and monstrous…with a crooked mouth and drooling acidic contents and all that? Where are the horns? What is with the handsome attractive and, never mind a rather harmless appearance?

But there was one thing that bugged him the most. Under that mask of friendliness he could sense hints of dismay, detest and even, loathing. Whether it's toward him or the human race Ciel didn't know, but he most definitely did not prefer being looked down upon.

Oh well. He is one hell of demon after all. Having seen the world from a completed different view must be rather difficult; we humans could be disgustingly ignorant and vile sometimes. Even I am having a hard time accommodating among my own kind.

Sigh. He thought to himself. Tolerate. Just tolerate. It's not like he trust this man, either.

Moving his eyes away from his demon's face, he continued to study the man's simple but elegant attire. Which was a dark flannel shirt and matching black pants. His collar half opened casually, alluring flesh nearly visible, a feast to the eyes of fangirls Ciel was sure.

"What's with that note you left in my pocket this afternoon? You nearly gave me a heart attack." Ciel demanded an answer.

The raven-hair man innocently shrugged.

"I never knew you were so frail." The older male's smile only widen at the daggers the young boy shot at him. "Anyways, I put that note there simply to remind you that you did not successfully call off the contract. Nothing's better than a little spook… right? When I returned from visiting an old friend who I hadn't seen in centuries I witnessed you…uh fainted." Sebastian chuckled from the memory. "So I kindly prevented you from kissing the ground and invite myself into your apartment to treat your speciality. I have a very gentle nature you can tell."

Ciel did not know whether he should laugh at the demon's genuine hyperbole or be embarrassed of himself. A blush coloured his cheek.

"Fainting is not my speciality I am sorry. I was just exhausted." Having the feeling that his dignity was rapidly going down the drain, Ciel changed the topic hastily, curious about the demon's acquaintance.

…Will there also be demons lurking in England?

"So you were visiting some friends you said?"

"It's none of your business, really."

…?

Ciel froze at the sudden expression the man was wearing.

The mild smile stayed still on the man's handsome face, but his narrowed eyes dangerously indicating otherwise. The temperature in his eyes had dropped dramatically and Ciel felt like if his body was suddenly drenched in cold water from head to toe, causing him to shake violently. Through his eyes Ciel could sense aversion and a different degree of hate, and this time he could visibly feel that it is more condensed and specifically narrowed down on him.

He was totally dumbstruck for a few seconds before he recovered and felt insulted. Heat washed over his face and his chair screeched the floor, making ear piercing sounds as he stood up and head toward his bed. A pair of trailing eyes setting his back ablaze.

Whats your problem? For some reason Ciel found himself growing extremely tempermental, as if he had encounter this a thousand times before and he had finally had enough.

"I guess I will see you tomorrow then." He mumbled almost inaudibly trying to suppress his temper that was flaring in the back of his neck, and pulled his cover over him in attempt to hide away from the unavoidable tension in his cramped apartment.

Completely forgotten regards of his contract and his past, Ciel squeezed his eyes shut and begged for the morning to come.

"Ne, Ciel, what is wrong with you?" The blond boy inquired curiously as he took his usual seat beside the blue-hair boy, who currently had his head in his arms and his hair a tangle of mess. "You looked messed up." He added after scrutinizing his friend.

"…"

"Are you asleep?" Alois poked him on the arm gingerly, successfully received a glare from his tired-looking friend.

"Woah you even have dark circles under your eyes? What the FUCK happened to you last night? Oh wait don't tell me-" a evil smile found its way onto Alois's face and he now looked as excited as he ever would be. His bubbly speech was cut off when he found the two of them the centre of attention: curious glances from all over the quiet classroom were cast upon them and a snicker or two were emitted from somewhere in the front row where their eyes focused Alois' object of humiliation.

Ciel felt like face-palming and strangling Alois at the same time. Luckily they had the very spot in the back of the classroom to save them the trouble. After a while students got tired of cranking their neck around to look they went quickly back to chat among themselves before English started.

"Would you please shut up? It would be much appreciated…" Ciel mumbled through gritted teeth as he now managed to pop himself up with one arm and reached into his bag to retrieve his heavy textbook.

Alois pouted, his lower lip stuck out. "NOOOO! Unless you tell me what happened!"

Well let's see. I spent an entire night awoke under my quilt burning to death while some demonic presence in the room was hovering over me trying to force me into thinking it is going to bloody murder me any moment I fell asleep so now I have like the hugest headache ever as if someone is bowling freestyle inside my head. Does that help?

Ciel was sure it wouldn't so he shortly condensed the above content into some sort of a fact.

"I caught a cold yesterday and I have a massive headache." He said dismissively, staring at an ink spot on his table. His thoughts trailed back to this morning when he found a glass of cold milk resting on the countertop with another note attached to it. "I will be back." It wrote.

Does that mean he is not mad at me anymore?

Alois watched him for a moment before leaning closer to Ciel to press their forehead together while his friend was still spacing out. Before the drowsy blue-hair boy could protest their lips softly brushed together, then Alois pulled away with a snicker.

"You were lying." Warm air tickled Ciel's cheek. His friend's gaze bore into his and for a second he felt something clicked inside him.

"A-Alois you s-serious should stop doing that!" Blood rushed to Ciel's face as he nervously cast quick glances around the classroom to ensure no one witness their…rather intimate interaction. "Plus, I really didn't do anything last night… unless you are thinking-" He was petrified as slow realization hit him.

"Oh Ciel you can be so cute sometimes~" A smile spread out on Alois' face as he laughed at his chaste friend and dodged several fists flying in his direction.

"Good morning everyone!" The class transformed into total silence when Professor Lau cheerfully entered the classroom on time with his assistant carrying a bunch of dictionary without breaking a sweat. His assistant was Ranmao of course, the professor's most favourite student out of the whole school. (Much to Alois' dismay since he found male Asian teachers irresistibly attractive.) Ranmao was the quiet girl type, her expression unreadable. But she looked fabulous as always and Ciel could sense at least 20 pairs of eyes hungrily gawking at her amazing…body figure the moment she followed Professor Lau into the classroom.

Alois only snorted and rolled his eyes. How typical of him.

Glancing at the Ranmao beside him and the population of male students, Lau seemed to be in deep thought (and great concern) for a second before a smile lit up his face again. "Ahhh The chilly nature of England had taken its toll. I am sure you wouldn't mind an extra layer of clothing. Right, Ranmao?" he then purposefully eyed her extremely short dress and her beautiful long legs that were exposed.

"…Um…" The ravishing girl tilted her head to one side.

The professor smirked before nodding in Ciel's direction. "Or you will look miserable just like Mr. Phantomhive."

Ciel felt his face grew hot as fifty pair of eyes all shot at his direction at once and soon he was drowning in deafening waves of laughter. Alois was guffawing the hardest.

Kill me now.

He could only remain as frozen as possible as the waves of laughter eventually died off and the focus point was Ranmao again.

"What do you think now?" The professor teased.

She said nothing but tugged slightly at the man's jacket, giving her acknowledgement.

"Alrighty then." The man smiled victoriously before shifting out of his beige leather jacket and wrapped it around the girl's tiny body. His arms were positioned protectively around her.

For the nth time Ciel thought there was something fishy going around those two, his suspicion was confirmed. And he used me as a tool. Wow. Ciel rolled his eyes.

Argument with demon butler on the very first day, massive headache in the morning, kiss attack by Alois, humiliation in class, I wonder if today can be any worse.

Ciel yawned, feeling much better now that his alarming headache had now eased and resumed wondering down the street. He had bid Alois goodbye early today knowing that the blond had to be home on time today or else his guardian Hannah would be furious again. As always Alois complained about his adoptive mother through clenched fists and gritted teeth. But Ciel secretively dread to have someone as a guardian, even just for one day, and Hannah really was a nice woman, Ciel just couldn't understand Alois' reason sometimes.

Sigh, he paused to look at his reflection in the large window of a store. With his worn jacket, empty backpack and a hat he looked almost unrecognizable. Under the cap he could barely see facial feature except for his chafed cheek from the grazing winter wind. I am a nobody, he thought gloomily. And my only hope to recover my identity is to retract my memories. What if I am a criminal of some kind? What if I forget about my past on purpose?

Sigh heavily again, he pushed the door opened and went in.

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Slung his heavy backpack across his shoulder he smiled proudly at the heaviness of it. In a brief time of twenty minutes he had yield many kinds of groceries and life necessities in and out of the stores. He also bumped into this one man and found a Blackberry on him. I can sell it for a good price on the Internet. He felt the phone in his pocket and smirked again. Even though he had no memories of his past it seemed that his skills were not neglected. He was a very subtle thief and even though it was unlawful thing to do he did not felt the restriction of the law acting on his conscious. Weird, but as long as its an useful skill I shall continue practicing it. Maybe I was a thief of some kind. He shrugged before turning down an alleyway to head back to his apartment. Darkness began to descend and the young boy shivered once before returning to his homely flat.

I wonder if Sebastian is back. Maybe he won't be so damned moody today.

He was completely oblivious of the shadow lurking in the dark just down the alleyway, holding up different snapshot of the boy from various angles. Unearthly eyes glowed ravenously at the sight of him, then smiled wildly, almost insanely, as they those eyes travelled back to the item in his hand: a familiar, jet-black casing.

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STALKER ALERT! can you guess who...

Oh, and thank you all for the reviews! XD XD XD

Omg ep.8 totally had me depressed for a while! Claude...I dont even know what to say about you anymore... Seriously, not cool. The director of Kuro is so sadistic I wanna punch him. I hope (in vain) that afterall Claude do have a reason for doing all these things. '3'

AHHHH MAH ALOIS I GUESS U HAVE TO LIVE IN A RING FOR A WHILE NOW... *sob* I can totally understand Alois perfectly. Some people said he is overly desperate. OF COURSE he is desperate! I know this might sound worldly but when the one you love so much suddenly walk away from you it feels like a whole chunk of your heart had gone missing- especially when they start to pursue after someone other than you...It even hurts to breath. I went thro the same ordeal and it just broke my heart *cries*

For Ciel and Sebastian they had true feelings for each other, (which is very evident now as the episdode went on) but for Alois and Claude they are just a poor imitation of those two because Claude can never be like Sebastian, and never will Dx

anyways enough rambling, just a few things to add: Ciel lives in an apartment that has no bedrooms, and Alois' guardian is Hannah.

I am gonna start killing spiders from now on *going thro the back of cupboards*

R&R as always!