Silence echoed through the room in the wake of a very disturbing noise coming from the general direction of the phone. "What was that?" Grell wondered.

"Oh, probably Elizabeth... I should go." Ciel got up to leave, but Grell grabbed his arm. Ciel tried to shake him off but Grell wasn't gonna let go. "What?"

"You probably shouldn't talk to Elizabeth about this. She'll be freaked out enough already." Grell has a poker-face? was all Ciel could think. Of course he wasn't saying anything to Elizabeth. That would be cruel.

"Is that it?" Ciel tried to shake himself free again but Grell still wasn't letting go.

"When you start remembering it's important to remember: I have a twin brother. It might be dead by now but I don't know..." Grell looked dead serious, but Ciel thought that had to be a joke. Ciel pulled himself free of Grell's grip and walked out without an other word.

-In the Kitchen-

"Your lying!" Elizabeth screeched from the other end of the phone.

"No, I'm not, he's right here," Mey-Rin was trying to talk to her but Elizabeth wasn't listening.

"Yes, you are!" Elizabeth was getting louder and Ciel was surprised they weren't deaf yet. Ciel motioned for Mey-Rin to give him the phone and leave.

"Elizabeth?" Ciel cautioned.

"Put your maid back on the phone, Ciel. I'm not finished tell her off!" Elizabeth's voice was lowered slightly.

"Elizabeth?" Ciel repeated.

"What?" Elizabeth snapped.

"Lizzy, think of who you are talking to right now, was Mey-Rin lying?" Ciel smiled slightly at the gasp at the other end of the phone.

"Ciel?" Elizabeth had hope creeping into her voice.

"Yes?" Ciel almost laughed as he answered.

"You're alive?" Elizabeth had a tinge of doubt in her voice though more hope than doubt.

Ciel wanted to say: 'No your talking to a ghost, of course I'm alive!' But all he said was, "Yes."

Silence stretched between them until Elizabeth finally broke it. "How are you alive?"

Ciel laughed, "Oh, the cook checked my pulse wrong while I was passed out."

"Why are you laughing?" Elizabeth sounded a little hurt.

"Because you were screaming at the maid because she told you I was alive. Am I such bad company?" Ciel practically heard the last sentence echoing in Elizabeth's head.

"Why would you think that?" Elizabeth sounded... different. Like there was something wrong here.

"Well... you were screaming at the maid. Because she told you I was alive..." Ciel saw Grell come in and waved him over and passed him the phone but leaned in so he could hear, too.

"I thought it was a prank." Elizabeth said shortly.

"And you fell for it." Grell said.

Ciel was fighting his laughter as Elizabeth coughed and said. "Not funny. Put Ciel back on the phone."

"That'll be kind of hard because he's being sealed into his coffin right now, but I might be able to stop Undertaker before it's finished." Grell was much better at containing his laughter than Ciel because Ciel was laughing his head off and attempting to muffle it behind his hand.

"Right, very funny. And remember, next time have Ciel go in a different room. I can hear him laughing. Put him back on the phone now before I start screaming again." Elizabeth would had sounded mad if she hadn't laughed slightly at the end.

"Careful, Grell, I think she's serious." Ciel laughed as he took the phone back.

"Ciel, if you try some thing like that again I'll -" Elizabeth began but Ciel interrupted her.

"You'll throw a temper tantrum and come over here to smack me in the face, again?" Ciel finished with a laugh as the other end of the line went dead. He set the phone back and waited. 1. 2. 3. That phone rang and he picked it. "Hello, Phantomhive residence. Ciel speaking. How may I help you?"

"Yes, that's exactly what I'll do." Elizabeth stated.

"Oh, Lizzy is it? Would you like to continue your rant now or when you come over next week?" Ciel somehow was managing no laughter.

"Next week? I was thinking 2 days, if that's all right." Elizabeth said.

"Friday, huh? That doesn't give the servant's much time to clean up all the blood..." Ciel acted as if he was thinking, allowing his voice to trail off.

"What blood?" Elizabeth asked a little panicked.

"Oh, Sebastian was sacrificed to bring me back." Ciel somehow kept all laughter inside.

"WHAT?" Elizabeth screeched as if they were at opposite ends of Ciel's manor, not on the phone.

"I was kidding. Grell had an other nose bleed. Calm yourself, Lizzy." Ciel still kept up his poker-face. They continued their talk for a few hour's then Lizzy's mom came in to the picture and kicked her off the phone with a small, Why aren't you dead?, directed at Ciel.

At that point Ciel went to his office and did some paper work. By the time dinner time had rolled around Ciel wasn't that hungry. He didn't even know what he would eat now. Sebastian didn't turn up so Ciel went to see where he'd gone. Finny told Ciel he'd seen Sebastian leave a few hour's ago saying something about being low on tea and he'd be back by dinner time.

Ciel went back and finished some more paper work then bedtime came and Sebastian, the elusive butler still hadn't made an appearance, so Ciel drew his own bath and readied himself for bed. He slipped between the cover's of his bed and reflected on his possible past. Was that why Sebastian was gone? Was Ciel really that disturbing of a son? This explained his explainable feeling towards said butler who was currently missing in action. But how did this make sense? Ciel knew Sebastian was probably old but he didn't think he was old enough to take part in some old myth.

That's when Ciel heard a knock n his door. "Enter," Ciel sounded kind of grumpy because he'd almost been asleep.

"I heard you didn't have dinner so I made you a sandwich with turkey. The bread may taste a bit different but that's only because I infused it with one of the souls I acquired tonight." The familiar voice of Sebastian sounded as the door opened. "I've also made you some Earl Grey tea. That may also taste off, or have no taste at all, because you're a demon."

Ciel squinted against the light that he found now spilling in his bedroom. "Good."

"Should I begin rescheduling your daily activities, my lord?" Sebastian inquired as he began to set the meal up on Ciel's bed side table.

"Don't schedule anything until next Saturday. Elizabeth will be here this Friday." Ciel replied as he began eating the sandwich. The taste was indeed a bit off, but pleasantly so, as if there was some sugar cooked in the bread. Sebastian set out the tea and Ciel took a sip. The taste remained unchanged, it was still his favorite drink.

"There are somethings you should know about your new demon-ship." Sebastian started. Ciel looked up to show he was listening. "You should be able to eat demon food in about 50 year's to a century. Your body will still need sleep, it will accept sleep, but you will need a lot less of it. If you are the demon from the myth then you will need more sleep than most demon's but still not as much as other human's."

"About that myth." Ciel said and it was Sebastian's turn to look up. "Grell said we'd need to know he had a twin brother. Apparently his is said to be dead, now but Grell said it was important."

Sebastian's face paled somewhat further than usual. "Really?"

"Does it mean something?" Ciel studied Sebastian's usual poker-face and saw traces of worry and a bit of questioning, like he was trying to connect the dot's of a giant puzzle, trying to fit all the pieces in the right places, sliding through a small crack.

"Yes, but I think it wise to not elaborate further until, if, when your memory return's." Sebastian said vaguely. Ciel finished his small supper and Sebastian cleared away the dish and left without an other word said between the two of them. As Ciel watched him go Ciel thought, It wouldn't be so bad to the one from the myth, would it? Ciel didn't want it to change his and Sebastian's relationship, he was fine with where it had been before their world had flipped upside-down, and it probably wouldn't, unless Sebastian wanted it to, but that wouldn't be so bad either, would it?