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Ciel was running happily around the manor. It was his birthday, and it was finally the time to open his presents. You see, daddy was quite strict about that, and didn't let him see his presents before the night.

"Mommy! Daddy!" he yelled happily as he reached the room they were in. When he saw what was waiting for him there, he yelled again, but this time, from shock and sadness. His mother, father and dog, laying on the floor, all dead.

"Mommy! Daddy!" he shouted. He wanted to run towards them, but was so scared that he didn't. Instead, he ran away, trying to get as far as he could from the corpses, even if that moment all he wanted was to hug them.

"Help! Somebody help! Anyone!"

He runs into Tanaka, who looks like he already knows what is going on.

"Please, Young Master, leave! Leave and go as far as you can! They-"

He didn't finish his sentence. Someone hit him from the behind, making him fall down unconscious. The same guy grabs Ciel, who is fighting as much as he can, yelling and shouting.

When he woke up, he was still yelling.

He shot into a sitting position and tried to calm down. He knew that Sebastian would come in less than two minutes.

He felt like something was really wrong.

His breaths were sharp and fast, but that was due to the nightmare.

He felt sad and angry, but that was due to the nightmare too.

Also, Sebastian would be there in seconds. He would help him feel better. He always did… well most of the times, at least. The demon sometimes didn't know how to handle the child's feelings.

Just the moment he heard Sebastian's quick footsteps out of the door, Ciel realized what was wrong.

His nightshirt, just like his sheets, was wet.

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Ciel panicked. He would scold himself for that later. Now he needed to hide the mess he did, in about 2,5 seconds.

Quickly, he brought his knees into his chest and hugged them. In the few inches between his knees and his chest was the wet part of his sheets.

Ciel felt disgusted, but his nightshirt was already covered with pee, so it couldn't be much worse.

Sebastian got in the room running. "Young Master, what happened?"

Ciel started breathing heavily again as he remembered his nightmare. "I-It was just a n-nightmare."

Stammering again, both of them thought at the same moment.

"Do you want to talk about it?" asked Sebastian.

"No," the boy answered.

"Are you sure, Young Master?"

Ciel nodded. "And now go! I want to sleep!"

"My Lord, is everything alright?"

Usually Ciel would childishly ask from Sebastian to stay by his side until he fell asleep.

Ha, funny, thought Sebastian. He tells me to stay with him until he falls asleep the nights he gets scared, but he prefers to have a pretty much embarrassing accident than to tell me of his need.

"Yes, everything is alright. It was just a stupid nightmare."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes! Now leave!"

Ciel knew he was overreacting, but right that moment, his mind was about to blown. At the same time, he wanted the demon to hold him, comfort him and tell him that everything is going to be fine, and also to leave him alone to cry all he wanted.

But right that moment, he could do neither.

Sebastian bowed, said "As you wish, Bocchan", and left the room smirking.

What Ciel didn't know was that Sebastian had smelled the urine on him, and that even if he hadn't, he would realize of his accident by the position he had and his reaction. After a nightmare, Ciel would normally hide under the sheets and murmur to Sebastian to leave him alone, but wouldn't insist that much.

Sebastian's smirk got wider. The kid's accidents made him feel so… exited. They amazed him. The child's stubbornness was so annoying, but so… pleasurable in the same time, but not in a dirty way. The kid needed a fatherly figure. Maybe Sebastian could be that one.

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When the door closed, Ciel shot up from his bed. He had seen where Sebastian put the washed bed sheets and his nightshirts, so it wasn't much trouble for him to find them.

First of all, he changed clothes. He had a little trouble buttoning his nightshirt, as he was used to Sebastian doing it, but he managed to do it at the third attempt.

After that, he tried to change his sheets, something that was even harder, as he'd never seen anyone doing it before

He thought of asking Sebastian to help his, but pushed away the idea when he realized that he would have to explain him about the nightmare and the accident too.

He grabbed the sheets and pulled them with all his strength, and the result was to fall on his back with the wet sheets covering him. He almost yelled, but turned it to hissing. His back hurt enough by itself, it didn't need that too!

Then he tried to put the fresh sheets on the bed. The result was awful, but enough for the moment. If Sebastian asked the next day, he would say that, even if most of the nights he didn't move around a lot, this time it was due to the nightmare.

Ciel sat on the bed exhausted, and fell asleep immediately. Yet he forgot to vanish the dirty sheets, something that he remembered only when Sebastian (who was smirking more than usual) came to wake him up.

Even though, when he looked around, the sheets had been vanished by themselves.

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Hi everyone, and sorry for the late update and the small chapter! I was out of town for about a week so... yeah. I promise next one will be bigger! Review please!