After I was dressed, I told Sebastian I would meet him in the study. I waited for him at my desk a bit longer than usual before he entered. There was a dead silence as we stared at each other from across the room. Surprisingly, he was the one to break the silence. "I'm afraid I have some bad news for you my lord… er, I mean, young master.

What's with him today? I thought. And why does it matter to him whether he calls me lord or master? "Yes, what is it?" I asked, looking him in the eye. What's going on with you?

He handed me a newspaper. "It looks like the Viscount Druitt isn't Jack the Ripper." he said.

I threw the newspaper to the ground and walked towards him. "That's it?" I asked, grabbing his tie. "That's why you were avoiding me?! What kind of stupid reason is that?"

"T-t-that's not why I was avoiding you sir…" Sebastian stammered.

"So you were avoiding me." I concluded. I let him go and walked past him out of the room.

"Master," he called, chasing after me. "Won't you even give me a chance to explain myself?"

I turned and faced him as he caught up with me. "I don't care what your explanation is," I snapped. "Since you were avoiding me anyway you can stay out of my sight for the rest of the day or until you've dealt with the reason you're avoiding me, whichever comes first. I don't want you to get in my way today, anyway!" I walked away from him, heading for the library. Do you hate me, Sebastian? I thought, my eyes brimming with tears. Is that it? As soon as I made it to the library, I headed to an isolated corner. I couldn't stop the tears flowing down my cheeks as I curled up in a large chair. Although I couldn't see him, Sebastian watched me through a bookshelf. I really am an idiot, he thought. Then he got an idea. I'll make him a cake with an apology, but which way do I go with this?

After an hour or two of just sitting there, I decided to get something done today. I was about to get up when I noticed a slice of death by chocolate cake in front of me. Beside it on the plate was a message written in chocolate: 'Forgive me?' Next to the message was a heart. I looked around for Sebastian, but there was no one in sight. I was confused, but at least I had hope again. I picked up the fork next to the plate and began to eat the cake. When I was finished, I looked around again. Still no Sebastian. "Sebastian?" I called.

"Yes, young master?" answered Sebastian.

"Could… could you come here please?" I asked. I heard footsteps until he was right in front of me.

"Does this mean I'm forgiven?" He smiled at me.

"I guess so…" I said, looking away. "Why are you acting so strange today?"

"It's a bit of a long story…" he said, looking down at his feet. There was a long silence. I just have to know… I thought.

"Well?" I asked, breaking the silence. "I'm waiting. If it's that long of a story you might as well sit down."

Sebastian reluctantly sat, then said, "I don't know how I'm supposed to tell you this, or if I even can." Poor guy, I thought. I guess I am giving him a hard time.

"I suppose it doesn't matter," I said standing up. "We've got work to do anyway. Besides, I might find out later, right?"

"Perhaps," he said, also standing. "Shall we go then?" We investigated Jack the Ripper and set up a trap for the next day, with the help of Madame Red.

That night, I lay in bed trying to figure out why Sebastian was acting so strange. I thought back to the cake and remembered the chocolate heart. Why would he… I immediately sat up. No way! Oh Sebastian… I lay back down. Anyway, tomorrow I'll make London a safer place for Ciel. And with that last thought, I shut my eyes and went to sleep.

Of course, Sebastian couldn't help himself. When he was sure that I was sound asleep, he crept into my room and started talking to me. "Young master, do you remember last night?"

"Oh yes," I mumbled. "It was wonderful. How could I ever forget?"

"What made it so wonderful?" he asked.

I sighed happily. "I got to dance with you all night."

Sebastian was slightly confused by this. "But it was only one dance…"

"Yes, but we danced until dawn." I said, still sound asleep.

"Why did that make you happy?" he asked, trying to confirm his suspicions.

"You don't know?" I sighed.

"Master…"

"Don't call me that. That's no way to address a…" I rolled over into my pillow, causing the last word impossible to understand.

"A what?" Sebastian asked, leaning in to hear me better. "I didn't hear you."

"A lady…" I mumbled. Sebastian was very confused by now, but he decided to investigate later…