Hey, y'all. Sorry this update is so late! I've been having some crappy problems with my computer, and mostly my email system. :I Couldn't receive any emails from Fanfiction for some strange reason.

And also going through some shit 'cause of a car accident and some deaths in my family, so we're all really depressed.

I'm still trying to focus on the story since apparently you guys like this. But this chapter is gonna be a little shorter since I'm low on energy and.. moral...

Thanks for the reviews! They were really entertaining. *flashy smile*

'Kay, story time!

The secluded house was now as sparkling clean as Sebastian's mansion, but Undertaker wouldn't tell Grell to stop until Sebastian took pity on the worn out redhead and told him to stop and relax. Grell sighed and took off his gloves, glaring at his older brother evilly. Then he pranced over to Sebastian gleefully.

"Sebby! Where were you?" Grell twirled his soft, crimson hair in his fingers as he eyed Sebastian sweetly.

"Nothing you need to fret over," Sebastian said and walked past Undertaker, grabbing his thin arm along the way. He dragged the pale-haired male into his office and closed the door. Undertaker fell into a soft seat in front of a simple wooden desk. He looked up at Sebastian as the man turned around and headed to the other side.

"What this all about?" Undertaker questioned as he eyed the dark haired male.

Sebastian just sat in the other, larger seat and rested his head on his hands propped up on his arms. "Did you see what happened just now? In the main grounds. Some kid totally lost it and attacked three other boys. From the look of the boys, he did some pretty bad damage."

Undertaker's eyes widened under his bangs with interest. "Oh really? How bad were the wounds?"

"Right now, I don't need your sadism. I am in charge here now, and I need to make sure every child in this camp does not act out. We need to go down to the infirmary and talk to those boys. Apparently the one who started the fight passed out after everything."

Undertaker pouted. "Why don't you take you assisstant with you? I'm just head maid of your castle."

Sebastian smirked and cocked his head to the side in amusement. "Feeling a little jealous?"

Undertaker looked to the side. He crossed his black clad arms over his chest in a huff.

"Fine." Sebastian stood and rounded the desk once more. He stood behind the slighter male and placed his hands at the slender shoulders. He leaned down and whispered into the pierced ears of Undertaker. "I'll make you feel fully appreciated when I come back." When he saw Undertaker's cheeks rise in a smile, He chuckled, batted his back, and left the room. Then, he went to the door only to be stopped by the unsatasfied wail from Grell.

"W-Where are you going now?" Grell whines in his throat as he squeezed the brook stick he hadn't realized he was still holding.

"I have to go do my job. Don't you think you need to do yours?"

"But... I finished – look! Done." Grell looked around the sparkling clean room, spreading his arms as to showcase the room.

"Then, relax and don't cause trouble." Sebastian left and shut the door gently. Grell groaned and turned around to go put the broom back where it belonged. He then shrieked when he turned to see Undertaker standing behind him.

"A little louder please?" Undertaker rubbed his ear as he eyed his little brother.

Grell scowled. "Leave me alone, old man." He walked past the older one and went towards his room.

"I'm not old. I'm just older." Undertaker followed Grell until the door to Grell's room told him he was unwelcome by slamming right into his face.

..

When Ciel finally woke up, he was in a panicked state. He was gasping and looking around frantically. Then he set eyes on the nurse and that director man. He evened out his breathing and lay back in the bed. He closed his eyes as the director spoke quietly to the nurse. He whimpered silently at the pounding headache – he didn't know what happened. He just remembered crying and blacking out. He was startled when he heard his name from the director's mouth.

"Ciel Phantomhive. Are you okay?" Mr. Michaelis murmured as he moved to sit near Ciel in a chair. Ciel just nodded. "You know who I am. I'm the new director." Another nod. "Okay, well. We have to discuss your acts today."

Acts? Ciel tilted his head to the side in question. Mr. Michaelis' eyes widened slightly.

"You don't remember what you did?" Ciel shook his head. "You... you attacked three boys. You hurt them pretty badly. One of them has bruises on his neck from where he said you choked him?"

"I choked someone? Who?"

"A... Lau? Do you know that name?" A nod. "And you also hurt An Ash Landers and Soma Kadar. You punched Soma and elbowed Ash in the abdomen."

"I... I did?"

"You did." Mr. Michaelis looked at the nurse to tell her to leave them alone.

"I don't... remember doing any of that. All I remember is hearing Lau screaming at me, and my whole body went hot... I remember having a huge headache... and crying... and then I just passed out." Ciel looked down, confused and trying to sort everything out. "

"Oh?" Mr. Michaelis leaned back in his chair and wondered, He'd hurt these boys so bad... and yet he can't recall any of it. Mr. Michaelis nodded and rubbed his chin. "Okay. I should probably go. You need your rest." He stood and left. When he turned back, Ciel was staring down at his lap with such intensity it made Sebastian himself cringe. When he closed the door, he went to the room with the other three boys. They were all awake and talking to each other. "Hello boys," Sebastian said as he grinned warmly at them.

Lau looked up at Mr. Michaelis, his neck bandaged from the small, finger-like bruises. Ash nodded towards the man and Soma just glared bitterly, squaring his jaw painfully. There was a dark bruise on his right jaw from where Ciel's fist connected.

"I assume you're on it's side," Soma spat as he crossed his arms over his chest.

"You'd do well to watch your tongue towards me and towards your peers," Mr. Michaelis hissed sternly. He was satisfied when Soma shrunk back in his bed, then he softened his gaze at the boys. "If you think about it, Ciel was the one who hit first–"

"See? I told you." Ash looked at his friends, but stiffened when Mr. Michaelis held up a pale hand.

"But, you initiated it." Mr. Michaelis pointed at Lau. Lau's eyes opened to look up at his director. "Ciel told me that you were yelling at him, and that's when he started acting on impulse. He said he doesn't remember hurting any of you. He just remembered being in pain, then he went unconscious." Soma scoffed, but Lau and Ash straightened their backs. "You are all in an equal amount of trouble. Including Ciel. You will be sitting in the detention all everyday after practice for two hours then you will be allowed to go head back to your bunkers. This will go on for the remainder of this week and next week. Fighting without being instructed is not allowed, and you must be punished for your errors." With that, Mr. Michaelis left the room. He was greeted at the door by Faustus.

"Michaelis," Claude said lowly, in almost a growl.

"Cl-Faustus." Sebastian cursed himself for stammering. He frowned slightly when he noticed the tiniest shades of pink creep onto Faustus' ears and cheeks. He tilted his head to the side in question, but he shook his head and turned to walk around the man.

But, Claude turned around. "Michaelis." Sebastian turned around at the sound of his name. "Spears needs to see you. In the detention hall."

Sebastian squinted. Detention hall...? What in the world is he needed there for? "Okay.." He said slowly then exited the infirmary.

..

When Sebastian arrived at the detention hall, Spears was nowhere to be seen. But he heard, in the distance, soft noises. He didn't know what the noises were, so he followed it. There was a wooden door in the far corner of the hall, and it was slightly open. Sebastian heard that the sounds were coming from there, so he followed the sounds. Behind the door were old, stone steps that went down in an almost circle. The further down Sebastian went, the louder the sounds became. He turned to another wooden door, and the noises were clearly coming from the other side. The sounds didn't sound at all comforting, but Sebastian opened the door anyways.

What he saw was such a surprise.

Spears was not in his usual uniform. He was clad in tight, black leather as he hovered over a smaller figure. The person underneath him was completely naked and in chains. He writhed as their bodies shook the black table they were on. The air was hot as the two panted and groaned. Sebastian caught all of this is a one-second glance then he turned away and gasped.

"Spears?!"

Yeah. Spears is a little dom, ain't he? Whatever.

Sorry this story is kinda going to shit. I have like no time to write my baby and to entertain you peepz. Hmph. Welp! There it isss.

Review, and my energy will SKYROCKET!

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