Chapter 6: A Demon's Perspective, An Earl's Worry, And A Maiden's Laughter.

"It's finally over... What a horrible day it's been... " Ciel said to himself relieved as he watched Elizabeth's carriage disappear in the distance from the front steps of the manor. Sebastian, who was standing next to him smirked. "Hmm... Are you sure? You seemed to be enjoying yourself for a while there my Lord..." He then told him and Ciel rolled his eyes. He was about to tell him not to be foolish when a noise caught his attention. "It seems to be coming from the rose bushes..." He then thought as he caught a glimpse of them moving.

"What could it be?"

He stared at them for a little longer when suddenly a small white cat jumped out of the bushes and Ciel rolled his eyes again as Sebastian got on his knees, saying all kinds if stupidities, and the cat ran towards him. Ciel sighed annoyed and turned to enter the mansion once more when something else caught his attention. From where he was standing he could clearly make out a pale looking hand coming out of the bushes the cat had jumped out of.

"Sebastian!"

"Yes, Young Master?"

"There is someone behind those..." Ciel said pointing towards the bushes. "...Bring them here at these instant."

"Of course, young Lord." The red eyed butler said as he placed the cat on the ground, standing up, and walking towards the bushes. Ciel then watched curiously as Sebastian stared for a second behind the bushes before kneeling down and did what seemed to examine wether or not the person was dead. He then quickly took his coat of and wrapped it around whoever was laying on the ground. Then he picked up the person and Ciel was finally able to make out the person His butler was carrying. Small frame, red curls, pale skin, bright colored dress... His breath hitched.

"A-Amelia?"

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It's so hot... Why is it so hot?

I can't breath either... Why? What's happening?

And like that, launching up as she gasped for air, Amy woke up. The first thing she noticed were a pair of red eyes right in front of her face and she started laughing happily as she realized they were Sebastian's. She honestly, had never been so happy to see the red eyed man in her life before. "I'm not dead... I thought I was but... Sebastian, you found me, I'm not dead!" She said as she, without realizing, threw her arms around him, sending water flying all over the place. "Wait, water?" She then thought letting go of him and actually looking around to see where she was.

Amy blushed.

She was currently on the bathroom's bathtub, without her dress or corset, only in her nightgown, fully submerged in boiling hot water while Sebastian, still starring at her, was kneeling down on the ground next to the tub. "If I couldn't save my young mistress life in time when she needs me, what kind of a butler would I be?" Sebastian then said as he gently wrapped her with a towel and picked her of the tub, making Amy smile sadly in the process, while tears welled up in her eyes as she thought of how close she had been of never hearing him say his stupid butler lines ever again or seeing his smug little smirk. "Not that I'm very fond of him or anything..." Amy then thought to herself when she realized what she had been thinking. It had definitely just been more the thought of not seeing or hearing anyone again really, because God knew how suspicious she still found him, but at the moment she had just been glad to have seen someone familiar. Yeah, that had been it. Or at least that's what she told herself as Sebastian carried her to her room.

"Young Mistress, may I ask you something?" He then suddenly asked bringing Amy out of her thoughts.

"Yes.." She told him, suddenly feeling very dizzy and hot again.

"Why did you go out in the rain, miss?" He asked.

"The-re was a l-little kitten trapped and hurt, and... i-it would of di-ed out there."

Amy then started losing consciousness as the dizzy feeling swallowed her whole and her eye leads closed.

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Sebastian smirked.

She had done all of that, even if it was a cat, just to save a stray animal?
She never seized to amuse him.

"The human seems to be running a fever now...." Sebastian thought feeling the girl's forehead as her eyes closed and her breathing slowed down. He had stopped walking as he stood in front of her bedroom and proceeded to open it. He then made his way inside and quickly undid the covers in her bed before placing her down gently into it and tucking her in. After he just stood there for a second, watching her as she scrunched up her face and mumble not understandable words in her sleep, no doubt because of nightmares and delusions caused by the fever. He then watched her pull the covers lower down her body as sweat starting to form on her forehead. He smirked, taking a off one of his white gloves, and pressed his cold hand against her hot face, instantly cooling her down a bit. She let out a sigh of relief and her faced relaxed instantly for a few seconds before she scrunched up her face again, this time shivering a little and pulling the covers up to her neck.

Sebastian chuckled.

She was such and odd human... so predictable but then again she was not. Doing things rationally and calmly just to then outburst and lash out, doing things that she knows could kill her no matter how important or trivial they were, yet is afraid when the actual threat of death lingers. Wanting to make her brother love her, not caring whether he loves her or not. Always so unaware, but yet, so close to the truth.

So, to put it in the simplest of terms, Sebastian found her to be a very weak, indecisive, self contradicting, childish, amusing, and odd little creature... But just like everything else about her, in a sense, she wasn't either. She could be very plain and boring. Eating and reading, and doing the same things, at the same time and place day after day. Going out into the gardens for a walk every morning on Tuesdays and Fridays to collect flowers, just so several hours later they would be found in the base on Ciel's office, the stupid brat always telling Sebastian to stop putting flowers in it without knowing it was the younger brat. She could also be mature when it suited her, doing and saying things she really didn't mean just to avoid problems in the household or stop her brothers temper tantrums. She had a tendency to cry a lot, mostly over the same stuff too, as well as hugging out of nowhere, and rubbing the back of her neck when nervous.

And her soul... it was just like her.

So self contradicting... so plain but outstanding at the same time... innocent and unquestioning yet filled with so much curiosity. So bright, yet there was some darkness in it. And the smell it possessed... so sweet and tempting, and yet not quite as strong as her dear brother's soul. He could only imagine what a soul like that tasted like. Would it be sweet, yet bitter? Satisfying, yet leaving a craving for more?

"Guess I'll really just have to find out, won't I?" He thought once again, his eyes flashing pink, as he gave her one last glance before taking his hand off her face, putting his glove back on and walking out of the room. For now the human would be alright so he didn't need to stay and watch over her, though he would be sending May-Rin later to spend the night with her. He knows that even though she is fine now, with that fever and her frail health that could change very quickly and he couldn't have her dying before he could get a contract with her as well, so he could have a taste of her strange yet magnificent soul as well as the other brat's. If he did have her dying Ciel was sure to break... and Sebastian just couldn't have that. Part of what made Ciel's soul so irresistible was it's ability to stay pure and unshakable after everything that ever happened to the boy and the only reason he could do that was because of the little strength he had left on the few people who still remained by his side, so he knew... Sebastian knew that if the small human were to die Ciel would lose that ability, he would break, his soul would become weak, corrupted even because the only thing keeping him together right now was her. Even if the brat didn't admit it and treated her like a worthless piece of rubbish at times, she was the only thing keeping him together, and Sebastian knew and couldn't let anything happen to interfere with the brat's soul. Not after all of his hard work, preparing and carefully guiding him so that his soul would become a perfect balance between purity and vengeance. Not after giving up just eating whatever soul he pleased to become the brat's personal slave. No, not after all of that, Sebastian was just too hungry. And it seemed like all he could do was keep on preparing their souls, and wait. Wait for the moment in which he would be able to relish in their screams as he finally, after all of his work, gets to eat their precious souls.

But for know he puts this thoughts aside, as a loud bell's rings can be heard all around the mansion's corridors and a sinister look falls on his face, his eyes glowing an unnatural pink, and his teeth sharpening.

The brat was ringing for him.

Sebastian sighed, and closed his eyes. He then opened them again, and they were back to normal, his teeth too stop being sharp as he placed a smirk on his face and started making his way towards the boy's bedroom, purposely taking as long as possible knowing that he was summoning him, not only to help him get ready for bed but to ask about his sister because he wouldn't go and see her himself. But once he reached the bedroom's door Sebastian stopped outside of it, not entering as he heard sniffles from inside the room. He then smirked. The brat was crying. After all the he didn't know the reason his sister had gone out in the rain and Sebastian knew that he felt guilty, blamed himself because he thought she had gone out because she was angry about the spat they had earlier in the evening.

"I promised... I promised I would never let it again, and instead I caused it..."

"Why is this happening? She can't die... not her..."

Sebastian couldn't help but chuckle at how pathetic and weak his thoughts sounded at that moment. He sounded like a child, afraid of loosing the only thing that made him smile. Like the child he swore he had stopped being long ago. But Sebastian knew better than to believe in that. He knew full well that, deep down he was still that child no matter how many times Ciel found himself saying he wasn't, trying to convince others like Madame Red or Amelia that he didn't care, that he had a heart of stone, and was that he was cold and that the old Ciel was gone, when in the end, even though it was true that after everything he'd done and went through in the last couple of years did change him, made him forget how to be normal, he just said that over and over again because in truth he was the one he was trying to convince all along.

And Sebastian knew that...

Because after all, how are you supposed to fool someone who can see into your soul?

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AN: so hey guys! Sorry I haven't uploaded in a while and that this chapter was a filler... My laptop stopped working, had to send it to get fixed and now it works and everything but the chapters I had written were erased so I've been rewriting the chapters and also because I've been having a pretty hectic week packing and buying last minute things as I leave for boarding in two days... So once again sorry I hadn't uploaded, though I did try to make up for it by finally having a (well... almost) complete chapter from Sebastian's POV though I know it sucked... Sorry he is hard to keep in character, also sorry about Ciel being way OC... Won't happen again.

Anyways, I'll try to post the next chapter soon which will begin the Jack The Ripper Arc and will thicken the plot, so stick around to see what's going to happen to Amy.