Hey, everyone! Sorry for the wait but I had no inspiration to write and I was just plain out lazy. Also during this time, I gotten two more tattoos done.

The next chapter! Read and Review Please. Oh and before I forget, if you read Boot Camp you should know that a new chapter will be coming out soon. And when I say soon, I do mean soon!

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Chapter 5

After Ciel and Sebastian left the town square, passing many passerby's and running children along with other shops and houses that looked like shacks to Ciel, they finally came to a stop in front of a small shack-like building with a purple colored sign labeled Undertaker on top of the door. The sign was bright and tacky with a skull on each end but nonetheless they still entered.

When they entered Ciel sighed. It was still the same creepy building the Undertaker inhabited and when they entered through the creaky door they smelled the same dusty smell as well as an earthy smell most likely coming from the unknown chemicals and molds that were most likely gathering somewhere around the dank shelves and empty bottles.

The whole shack was dank and damp along with an eerie feeling of being watched. Coffins of all sizes were stacked against the wall or some were lying on the floor. A particularly small coffin that was lying on the floor next to a bookcase caught Ciel's eye. It was a dark color, which looked as if it had been finely smoothed down to a smooth surface. It dimly gleamed in the dark lighting coming from a half covered window.

A bottle clanked which made Ciel move his head to the right to see the eerie looking Undertaker peering out from behind an open coffin.

Freak

He ran up suddenly, his cloak making swishing noises like that of a lady's ball gown as she danced around a luxurious ballroom. The reaper got in close proximity of Ciel's face and peered at him much to Ciel's annoyance.

The toddler scrunched up his brows and brought a tiny hand to the Undertaker's mad grin wearing face and pushed it away with all his might, which was not much seeing as the Undertaker merely laughed his psychotic laugh making Ciel scowl and glance up to Sebastian who wore an amused look.

The Undertaker ignored Ciel's new physical change and merely rambled on as if someone asked him about the weather. Though what person would be sane enough to actually have a normal conversation with a mad man like the Undertaker was beyond Ciel.

"Kukuku~ What brings the Earl of Phantomhive here- perhaps you're searching for a beautifully crafted coffin?" The Undertaker threw his head back and laughed before he moved away and leaned on a coffin and continued laughing before Sebastian spoke.

"Not quite. My Young Master is here to inquire as to what kind of wounds were inflicted onto the bodies." Sebastian tilted his head downward making his hair slip from its usual place and tickle Ciel's face.

The small child whined and turned away from his butler and faced the Undertaker. "What were the con-dit-ton…" Ciel had trouble saying such a simple word, well simple to his older mentality, and huffed.

Sebastian pronounced the word correctly much to Ciel's aggravation. It was as if he was being mocked. "Condition, my lord?" He shifted Ciel a bit since he was wriggling trying to get away from him making his small body slide down Sebastian's side.

The Undertaker chortled. "It seems the Young Earl has gotten himself into quite a fix. Fufufu~"

Ciel scowled and let one small hand lay on Sebastian's broad shoulders and stared as hard as a three year old could at the Undertaker and spoke with as much dignity as he could while fumbling over his words. "What did the bodies that came to you from the mor-dors…" his brows furrowed at the mispronunciation of the word 'murder' but moved along with the sentence. "…look like?"

He heard a cross between a chuckle and a cough from his butler, but he ignored it and instead stared at the insane man in front of him.

"Why, they look like any normal dead bodies aside from the fact that their bodies were cut up as if making a piece of a sign." He seemed oblivious to the way Ciel tensed up. "It was so much fun to clean them up and dress them like dolls~" He stayed silent after that and merely stayed staring at Ciel, or at least he thought he was, it was hard to tell since his fringe of silver hair was blocking his eyes.

Ciel turned pensive. Six bodies in all have been found murdered all in the same fashion in a pattern. Each day a body turned up, minus the day that he transformed into a irritating body of a child with all its wayward emotions he had no control over.

He turned to Sebastian whose reddish brown eyes held a misplaced look before he turned to the Undertaker. "I wish to see the bodies."

The Undertaker laughed briefly, "I don't think the bodies are something the eyes of a child should witness." He laughed again at his own joke. Indeed Ciel was not a child in mind but in body he certainly was.

The small Earl glared before the silver haired man giggled ditzy-ally. "It's going to cost you a fee." At Ciel's frown that looked poutier than anything, he agreed. "Hehe~ This little show you brought before me, butler is good enough of a laugh for me."

He walked towards a small coffin that looked fit for a child of ten or younger and opened it and looked back at Ciel.

Ciel tugged on Sebastian's coat, signally to walk closer.

The butler looked down at his young master. "Are you sure you can handle it, Young Master? It would seem you are a bit too young for seeing such a sight," he mocked.

Ciel grew angry and fixed a harmless glare (To Sebastian, anyway) and pushed away from his butler with his tiny hands and kicked at him to place him down but Sebastian did not. The little lord felt his anger overflow over his tiny body and made a noise of frustration. "Sebastian, I order you to-"

Sebastian covered his mouth gently as to not to hurt him and spoke. "I believe it would be for the best if you were not to finish that, seeing as the floor has broken shards of glass on it and you do not have any shoes as of the moment."

Ciel peeled the large hand away from his mouth and looked down and saw that indeed there were shards of glass. He huffed and puffed his cheeks a little before grumbling. "Walk forward."

Sebastian sighed under his breath and moved to where the Undertaker was standing over the open coffin and got close enough to where Ciel could peer in.

The body was a child. She was pale and normal looking aside from the fact that she was pale and well… dead. She was in a light pink dress with matching shoes and her hair was down in a braid that was over her shoulder.

What caught Ciel's attention was a white ribbon around her neck. It looked... bumpy underneath it. He leaned down with a small hand and tried to touch the ribbon but he could not reach it and so Sebastian reached down and slid the ribbon down.

...

Ciel leaned up so quick he felt his vision blur for a nanosecond. He was revolted. Underneath the white ribbon was a row of neat stitches but that was not it, the fact that someone could murder a small child and the fact that the cut went downward from the middle of her neck, disappearing under the dress.

Ciel did not want to find out where the cut led to and turned away feeling as if he were going to be sick. His mind was racing with all the little details and as he nitpicked through them he vaguely heard Sebastian bid the Undertaker goodbye without even asking about the other bodies.

Somehow Ciel knew the outcomes would be the same.

When they left the small shack, there were fewer people on the streets. The setting was still the same with a few more children running around, but somehow knowing that any of those small children could be next put a damper on Ciel's view.

He looked around before his eyes stopped at the sight of Maria walking down a road and then talking to a man. She had not noticed Sebastian yet and it would stay that way. He would make sure of it.

He tugged on Sebastian's collar, bringing him to turn to him and look at him. "Oh, is the Master impatient to return home?"

Ciel yawned in answer to his question, but Sebastian simply ignored that fact. "It is time to go and purchase you some shoes suitable for you. We can't have a distinguished Earl of Phantomhive being carried by someone of a lower rank all the time."

Ciel scowled. He thought he could out of being fitted for shoes. It would be boring and he had rather gotten used to the fact of not having to walk everywhere.

His small little chest huffed, pressing against Sebastian's chest before he replied, "Let's go."

The walk to the shop was uneventful other than the fact that a few people stopped and stared them as they strolled down the street. A few children even dared to stop Sebastian, who up until now was too imposing to even dare glance at for too long. He guessed it was because he was carrying a toddler that he no longer looked intimidating anymore.

When Sebastian entered the shop along with Ciel in one arm, the bell on top signaled the arrival of another customer. There were a few mothers that glanced up before they went back to their children while some stared a bit too long at Sebastian for Ciel's taste.

He glared at them, hoping they would look away, but they did not seeing as that they were not even looking at the small child he was carrying. The two women that were steadily staring at his butler trying to get Sebastian to meet their gazes, but to Ciel's happiness, he did not pay them one minute.

Sebastian gave the shop a look around and was met with the sight of many shoes ranging from infants shoes to toddlers and so on.

"Excuse me Sir, but do you need any help?" He turned his head and saw an old man with white balding hair that looked like it had been oiled. He also had a lecherous look on his face that made Sebastian glance at Ciel from the corner of his eyes before he focused his attention back on the man who had started eying Ciel, who had stiffened under his leery stare. The fact that woman and children surrounded him did not help appease Sebastian's thoughts about the man either.

The old man smiled at Ciel (not in a nice way) and started scooting closer to get a better look at him, which Ciel did his best to hide by burying his face in the crook of Sebastian's neck.

Sebastian cleared his throat briefly to get the shopkeeper's attention. "Yes, I need to get my…" He paused briefly before continuing, "…son fitted for some shoes seeing as I don't really know what shoes size best fits him." He faked an embarrassed look.

The man chuckled lowly and stared at the small back of Ciel who still had his face in Sebastian's neck before looking up at the tall figure that was Sebastian. "Ah yes. Well young lad, my name is Horace and if you'll follow me right here we can find your young son just what he needs."

Sebastian nodded before following while keeping a hand on Ciel's back who he thought was starting to fall asleep. He patted his back in an attempt to keep him awake, but it seemed to have the opposite affect as Ciel's breathing started slowing down and the small grip on his jacket loosened. Sebastian sighed and continued on and watched the old man closely for any signs of suspicious behavior that could come of use to Ciel's investigation in the near future.

He noticed something though.

Horace walked with an obvious limp. He wasn't that old, and seemed to be in good shape, minus the limp. His teeth were a bit dull, but straight and he was the normal size for a human male.

Sebastian wondered what caused the limp, but he put it aside. Other than the fact that he stared a bit too long at Ciel, there was nothing too far out of the ordinary.

The two men had walked towards the side of the shop and while they walked, mothers flockedto Sebastian cooing over Ciel who had started to wake up due to the noise and was now rubbing at his eyes with his fists before he let out a soft yawn showing a small oval that his small mouth with little white teeth created.

The shopkeeper saw this commotion with all the mothers and scowled before shooing them away. " If you'll excuse us ladies, I need to do my work in peace." He waved his hands in a shooing motion at them before digging in his pockets to pull out a measurement device.

He gestured for Sebastian to place Ciel on a stool that was sitting all by its lonesome against the wall of shelves that held many shoes.

Sebastian was a bit apprehensive about doing so, but with one look from Ciel who was glaring at the measurement and the man, he grinned inwardly and smoothly replied, "Of course." He walked those two steps and took a hold of Ciel and leaned down to place him on the stool before he started to straighten back up but Ciel had a tight grip on the front of the jacket and was looking at him akin to a puppy's look.

...

But Sebastian despised dogs so he unlatched Ciel's small hands before setting them on his lap and walked a few steps away all while holding a staring contest with his young master.

His young master who at the moment looked as if he were about to cry, but to his own surprise he didn't. He could have sworn he felt the tears well up at the corner of his eyes though.

Something moved at the corner of his vision and he saw that it was the old man who had walked forward with the measurement device.

Out of panic, Ciel tried to jump off the stool, but Sebastian walked into action and held him there. Ciel whimpered and held fast onto Sebastian.

Seeing that man look at him that way brought back those memories he rather forget. As if he were a prize instead of a human being; a sacrificial lamb.

Sebastian sighed inwardly and stood by Ciel's side and turned to look at the man. "I'm sorry, my son is very shy of strangers."

...

Yeah right. Ciel is about as shy about strangers as he is around cats.

Horace laughed in a jolly way and held up his hands. "That's alright... I understand. He's after all, only a child." He glanced down at said child and appraised his looks. "You have a very beautiful son by the way, his mother must be very proud."

The butler felt his young master stiffen and he looked down at him and was met with Ciel glaring at the shopkeeper.

He clucked softly which drew Ciel's attention to him as he turned his large doe like blue eyes towards him. Ciel was the pure epitome of innocence with his radiating eyes that drew people in. Of course you had to really know his sardonic thirteen-year-old self to know that was not the case.

"Behave Ciel," Sebastian said sternly and released him, but after seeing Ciel's look he opted to stand close by him while the old man crouched down as best as he could with a limp and measure Ciel's tiny foot.

Horace checked how small Ciel's foot was before mumbling something under his breath. Sebastian smirked while Ciel's was simply lost in the ways of a demon's hearing.

The shopkeeper then went away a few steps before coming back with two small shoes. "There these should do it. Even though you're a young boy, you sure do have rather tiny feet."

At this Ciel scowled and started swinging his feet, imagining it was the man's face in its place instead of simply air making Sebastian chuckle before covering up his smile with his hand.

The man smiled in a weird way and crouched down again and grabbed one of Ciel's smooth legs and trailed his fingers down to his ankle and was going to go lower until Ciel swung his foot and caught him in the jaw.

Ciel stood up clumsily on the stool to get away from the man and almost fell off of it due to his lack of balance of toddlers if it were not for Sebastian who caught him by wrapping his hands around his midriff.

Horace was still in the same spot, but was holding a hand to his jaw and looked annoyed. He glanced up at Sebastian before they narrowed in at Ciel. "That little brat!"

Sebastian frowned briefly before smoothing it into a false sense of security for the old man. "I'd appreciate it if you did not call my son a brat. You simply are making him uncomfortable. I'm sure those shoes will fit him so there is no need for him to be fitted." He already knew this detail before the whole trip, but he liked seeing Ciel suffer a bit.

He lightly plucked the shoes from the man's grasp before reaching in to his coat pocket and brought out a small sack of coins before dropping it on the floor beside the man with a light 'shack' as the coins were laid down and confined within the sack, not being able to be loose and roll in every which way.

"That should cover the amount for the shoes." He then put Ciel on the stool and placed a shoe on each foot before he picked him up to put him on the ground to stand. "Can you walk?"

Sebastian walked a few steps away and turned towards Ciel again while watching the old man. He was now standing up and was tossing the bag of coins in the air before catching it making an irritating sound.

Ciel looked back at the man before turning to face his butler. He furrowed his brows and looked at the ground and took an unsteady step before another was placed in front of the first.

Soon he was walking to Sebastian with ease and he soon reached his side now only coming up to his knee. He now felt even tinier and instead of simply walking he opted to tug on Sebastian's cuff while tilting his head up high to look at him. "Carry me."

Sebastian sighed inwardly and knelt down to pick his young master up before nodding his head at Horace. "Good day," he said as he went down the aisle of shoes and turned the corner disappearing from the old man's sight.

Once Ciel could no longer feel the man's stare on him he relaxed into the butler's hold and simply looked around the store once last time before Sebastian left it. They passed an aisle while heading for the door and Ciel caught peek of a tall man bending down and putting on shoes on a young kid's foot before the kid looked up in glee and hugged the man while shouting a phrase that sent a wave of nostalgia through him. "Thank you Papa!"

Then the scene disappeared all together.

As they walked through the streets occasionally seeing people cross them as they hurried about their day, Ciel was already feeling ravenous and his stomach made itself known as it grumbled. He sent Sebastian a look but he was ignored.

He hated being ignored by his demon butler. He pulled his hair making him finally look in Ciel's direction. "Yes?"

Ciel simply stated back with a one-word answer. "Hungry." As if to help Ciel prove his point, his stomach grumbled. He was already starting to feel sick due to his empty stomach and the heat was not making it any better.

Sebastian smiled at him. "We'll be back at the mansion soon enough and just in time for lunch." With that being said he looked in front of him to see his direction not that it was needed.

Ciel scowled and he would not take that. "I'm hungry now, Sebastian." But he was ignored. He scowled and grumbled before he started fussing by trying to get away. He pushed at Sebastian's face with his petite hands making his face get smashed into a weird way before Sebastian reached up and pried the hands away.

"Stop. You're acting very childish."

Ciel sneered the best he could. "In case your old age is getting to you, I am a child. Due to the fact that you are the one who made it possible!" He grumbled and continued struggling with renewed effort and jabbed Sebastian in the face with his elbow before Sebastian stopped in the middle of the busy walkway and grabbed his face to make him face him.

"You are acting rather difficult for someone so small." He let his eyes glow briefly before they dimmed to their normal brownish red color. Ciel felt a rather strange vibration in his throat and was mortified that a whimper came out.

Sebastian seemed rather surprised as well since he released him. "I apologize, Young Master." Ciel simply brushed off the whole incident when his eyes and nose caught recognition of a bakery.

The black butler saw this and sighed before he started walking in that direction and when Ciel caught sight of this he almost squealed in joy. Almost, but he reigned himself in and puffed up his chest as if to ruffle his imaginary feathers holding his head up high.

Sebastian saw this and was reminded of a cat and the way they puff themselves up before a fight.

When they entered the shop, Ciel's sense of smell was immediately assaulted with a sweet smell and the smell of bread being baked. He almost beamed.

Sebastian set him down and stayed back as Ciel walked to the window display. Inside were many kinds of sweets and some bread. He was craving something sweet enough to rot anyone's enamel.

...

But in the end he picked a simple cake with fanciful designs. He was not even too interested in the name and as he looked back he saw how out of place Sebastian was in here.

The only other people were a few elderly people and children with their parents. Though none were paying attention to him.

"Excuse me, what can I help you with?"

Ciel was startled by the voice that appeared above him. He looked up to see a young woman leaning over the window display and had the biggest friendliest grin he could ever imagine.

He guessed being around sweets all the time can do that to a person's outlook on life.

"Um.." Never in his life had he ever been so undecided. He wanted to get the cake with the white frosting that had designs on it with chocolate, or he wanted a pie whose name he cannot pronounce now seeing as it was in French and he could not remember how to speak the language anymore. Now that he thought about it, he couldn't pronounce the seemingly easy reading name for the cake.

"Do you need any help?" The woman asked again. Ciel looked down at the cake before looking at the pie. To him, from his childish point of view it was a matter of life or death when really it was just a choice between a pie and a cake.

Sebastian looked on in amusement as he watched his younger and smaller master struggle. Oh, he had never had this much fun in a while. Not since the last fight.

Back to Ciel, he was looking at the cake before he looked back at the pie. The woman had a fond smile on her face and walked around the corner before coming to stand next to Ciel and crouched down to be level with him. She turned her head and smiled at him and watched him do the same except his smile was less bright.

"I see you have a tough choice here. Well it all depends on your taste. If you like sweet things, but with a good kick in your taste buds you should get the pie since it has the taste of lemons- or if you like softer tasting sweets that are spongy and frothy you should get the cake."

Ciel smiled at the words; he now knew what was his choice.

He smiled; his practiced smile (It came more naturally now) and thanked the kind woman with a bright 'thank you!' before pointing out the cake. He promised himself he would get the pie next time when he was back to normal, seeing as it fit his normal self-taste, but now his child's side taste demanded something sweet without the slight bitterness of the pie.

He looked back at Sebastian to see him striding forward before he reached in his other coat pocket and pulled out the money that was needed, but the woman stopped him.

"No, you can keep the payment. Business is doing really well and since he is just so cute, I'll let him take the piece for free." Sebastian smiled before looking at Ciel, but he was too busy looking at his cake to pay attention.

Sebastian almost bowed, but stopped remembering he was pretending to be Ciel's father. Instead his just thanked her and to his surprise she didn't even so much as fawn over him seeing as she was too busy cooing over Ciel.

She patted his head one more time before flitting away behind the counter and disappeared behind a set of doors.

Ciel looked around with his piece of cake before he found an empty table and he walked over to it as best as he could except that he tripped slightly and felt his heart thud extra loud for a moment in fear that his cake would fall, but it didn't so he continued walking to the table. He reached up and slid the plate onto the table before he went around the table to grab onto the chair and pulled back, taking the chair with him.

When it was finally far enough away he climbed up using the poles that were in between the legs until he was standing up on the chair. He then realized another problem. How was he going to eat? He could always stand up, but then he would get tired.

He sighed and picked up the fork they gave him and was about to dig it into the soft cake before he was stopped. He looked up to see Sebastian looking down at him.

"Allow me to help you."

Confused, but curious, he allowed him to.

Ciel was then picked up off the chair with him yelling, "Hey! What are you doing?" His question was then answered when he was placed on Sebastian's lap when he sat down in the chair he was just standing on.

Ciel was uncomfortable at first, but when he caught sight of his cake, he relaxed. However, he still couldn't reach it and looked up at Sebastian. "I still can't reach it."

Sebastian merely picked up the fork and cut a piece off the cake and then he held it to Ciel's mouth for him to eat the piece.

The toddler earl scowled briefly before he let Sebastian feed him. It was embarrassing, but at least he got the cake. It was so good too!

And so the process was repeated until the whole piece was gone along with Ciel's appetite.

When Sebastian cleaned Ciel of the cake crumbs, much to his annoyance, he lifted him up and placed him against his chest and walked out the shop, ignoring the weird feeling of leaving a dirty dish for someone else to clean.

Ciel began falling asleep again, so he shifted him a bit, so the child's head rested comfortably against the butler's shoulder. He didn't wake up so he left it at that.

It was already around one in the afternoon and he went back to where the carriage was. As he was leaving he thought he caught sight of a person following him, but when he glanced back there was nothing there. He looked down at Ciel who was now sleeping on the seat comfortably. Sebastian looked back on the road.

He narrowed his eyes. Someone was following them and he did not know why.

Thank you for reading and please review! I need it to motivate me, I really honestly do. Ooh want to know a small fact, I got three tattoos done!

Heh, it had hurt and whether it was a lot or not is up to you but yeah, I got three tattoos done! Okay, enough sharing time... Unless you want to share?... Nah, just messing with you all!