Oh my gosh! It's been over a month, what is wrong with you Cas? :O (I'm so sorry geez it's just I had a writer's block and this chapter is still really short. And when I say short. I mea T. But I didn't want you guys to wait any longer so I just submitted the unfinished version of this chap~.)

I also got a few questions from people about if it's okay to draw fan art for Bittersweet. My answer is yes, yes it is definitely okay! :D It actually makes me really happy that anyone would even consider doing fanart for this fic~!

And thank you guys so so much for being so sweet~ Really, thank you! 3 Soo enough of my rambling, here is the teeny chapter .

Sebastian led Ciel inside the cafeteria, and sat him down at one of the vacant tables. Ciel hesitantly sat down on the chair's cold surface, nerves piquing to every loud noise. He'd only been inside the cafeteria once or twice, all other times his food was brought to him. And so from this, he was used to a certain kind of silence. He'd never really interacted with the other patients, and so now all of the foreign noises simply overwhelmed him.

The cafeteria was mildly packed; patients were lining up to get their food, some were talking amongst themselves in small groups at the tables, tittering about this and that. Shrill, bubbly laughter erupted from one of the patients, causing Ciel to immediately shake.

Sebastian noticed Ciel's reaction and tenderly took the frightened boy's hand in his. Ciel greeted Sebastian's touch, nerves soothed by the older man's warmth.

"I'm okay." Ciel sighed. "It's just… new that's all."

Sebastian frowned. "Are you sure? We can go out to the garden or something."

"No that's okay." Ciel shook his head. "I'll be fine."

Sebastian knitted his eyebrows in concern, but eventually settled with a "Well I'm going to get the ice cream. Are you okay here on your own?"

"Yea."

"What kind do you want?"

Ciel grinned shyly. "Chocolate."

((…))

Sebastian came back with two ice-cream cones in hand, a perfect dollop of chocolate on one for Ciel, and vanilla for himself.

Ciel was sitting quietly at the table, nervously biting his lip out of force of habit. He wasn't sure quite to expect and so when Sebastian tapped on his shoulder to get his attention, he released a frightened shriek.

The cafeteria immediately silenced. All mouths hushed and all heads turned to look at the pair.

Ciel flushed red in embarrassment. Even though he couldn't see their gazes he could feel them. He also knew that the immediate silence wasn't a very good sign either.

Sebastian waved off the onlookers and tried to calm things with a polite smile. "Everything is alright. Please, continue eating." he cooed, words sugary sweet.

Eventually, after a few skeptical glances, the cafeteria settled back into a collection of murmurs.

Sebastian sat down across from Ciel with an apologetic sigh.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to frighten you."

Ciel just shook his head. "You didn't mean to..." he whispered.

Sebastian frowned. He opened his mouth to speak but decided against it. Instead, he handed Ciel the ice-cream.

"Chocolate. Waffle cone." he said sweetly, hoping to cheer Ciel up.

Ciel held the cone in his hand, and then gently stuck out his tongue to lick the ice-cream. Savory chocolate danced on his tongue, and he nodded his head in approval.

With a faint smile, he murmured. "It's good. Thank you..."

Instead of replying, Sebastian simply returned the smile...

Sebastian watched, infatuated with the young boy before him. Ciel's blue tinged hair fell messily, yet somehow gracefully, down the sides of his face. His tiny mouth parted as he lapped up the treat, and Sebastian could still feel the reminisce of the younger boy's lips on his own from that night.

If only Ciel knew how beautiful he is... Sebastian thought.

((…))

Once the two were finished, Sebastian led Ciel back to his room.

Ciel climbed on to his bed, then knitted his hands in the downy fabric of his comforter. And Sebastian remained by his bedside, simply enjoying the company of the gentle bluenette.

"Sebastian?" Ciel asked timidly after a few quiet minutes.

Sebastian sat on the edge of his bed. "Yea?"

"Can you tell me a bit more about yourself? I mean... I don't even know that much about you…"

Sebastian swallowed. He was surprised Ciel even wanted to know anything about him. And secretly, this couldn't make him any happier.

"Well..." he began "I am the oldest child, with a younger sister named Annabeth. My parents divorced when I was 8, and even now, I don't speak to my father. I grew up middle class, in a small desolate town in Ohio. I went to school to study psychology, and I minored in literature." Sebastian paused, then finished. "And I am particularly fond of cats."

Ciel's nose pinched in displeasure. "Cats?" he frowned.

Sebastian lightly chuckled. "Do you not like cats?"

Ciel shook his head. "I'm more of a dog person really."

It was Sebastian's turn to frown. "Hm." He then looked over Ciel with a sly smirk "Well… you remind me of something like a cat."

Ciel's face immediately flushed pink. "I-I am not anything like a cat!" he shrieked defensively.

Sebastian chuckled. "Whatever you say" he teased in a sing-song voice.

Ciel's lips turned into a childish pout. "Humph" he muttered.

Sebastian grinned. He was tempted to say more, but knew that he was running out of time before he had to resume his shift.

"I have to go now my little pet." He said softly.

Ciel didn't reply, he only maintained a juvenile "silent treatment" in order to get back at Sebastian.

Sebastian chuckled lightly, and then reached down to ruffle Ciel's hand through his fingertips.

Ciel broke out of his silence with an irritated "hey!" He tore his hands through the air, searching for Sebastian so he could get him back, but the older man had already stepped away.

"I will see you later Ciel" Sebastian purred.

Ciel frowned. Yet when he heard Sebastian's steps grow distant, he couldn't help the gentle smile that crept to his lips.

((…))

Many days went by before Ciel saw Claude again. This Ciel was grateful for, he had a certain feeling about Claude that scared him. Not many things truly scared him anymore.

Yet eventually, Claude inevitably returned.

"Ciel." Claude stated as he stepped inside. "It's Dr . Faustus."

"I know that." Ciel grumbled angrily.

A murmur of ferocity momentarily flashed in Claude's eyes. He caught his breath at the sound of Ciel's tone, past nostalgia sweeping sweetly over him.

Just like back then... he thought, covering his hand over his mouth to stifle a dark chuckle.

With a clouded smirk, he pulled up a chair next to Ciel's bed. Then reaching into his pocket, he pulled out Ciel's medicine. Claude stared intently at the two blue pills in his palm; varying from the red pills Ciel was usually given.

"Ciel, here's your medicine." Claude said, handing Ciel the pills and a glass of water that rested on his nightstand.

Ciel reached out at Claude's voice, searching for his hand. He then took the pills from Claude's hand and held them for a moment between his fingertips.

He's hesitating, Claude thought nervously.

With each second Ciel held the pills, Claude grew more and more fearful. Until finally, Ciel hesitantly placed the pills on his tongue, and then reached for the glass of water to gulp them down.

After Ciel ingested the pills, Claude released a relieved sigh.

"Hm?" Ciel asked at the sound of Claude's sigh.

"Oh?" "Oh it's nothing Ciel, just happy that you're feeling better." Claude quickly replied, a bit too quickly at that.

Ciel noticed Claude's quick response, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in doubt.

Claude? He thought Being worried about me?

Before he had more time to think over it, his thoughts were interrupted by Claude.

"Well if you don't need anything else, I am going to go now." Claude said in his usual cold façade.

"Mm" Ciel simply replied, dangling his legs off the side of his bed.

With a sigh, Claude stood up, clipboard in hand, and headed to the door. Yet when he got to there, he paused. With a quiet turn of his head, he stood under the doorframe and watched the young Phantomhive.

He noted the thick blue locks, the small, slender frame, the rosebud lips that used to spill so many words… Then his gaze trailed up to the place where Ciel's eyes used to be. Claude could still imagine the sparkling cerulean eyes that at one time, held such a relentless fire. Even now, the mere thought sent pleasant shivers up Claude's spine.

Claude smirked shyly.

Jesus Ciel. He thought as he left his place under the door frame. It seems as if though I've fallen for you yet again.

This is shortest freaking chapter I am so sorry oh my gosh. But Thank you everyone for being so supportive, ily all 3 I will try to update sooner from now on, : Until next chapter-Cas.